It seemed that something that had fallen asleep for ever woke up.
With the breaking of the canopy that blocks the sky and the sun, a kind of glittering and translucent dark sky is revealed.
At the same time, there were bursts of whimpers like horns ringing through the four fields.
"Adults, hurry up. This demon lord has eaten into the monk's mind. His intelligence is the most powerful. A little carelessness will become his slavery."
In the dim gray, the girl in the bright red Xiuhe clothes hurried, "I know where the road is. Please leave with me."
Jian Wushuang stood still, his eyes had been looking at the sky.
The special and thick breath, like a big man, trapped the three of them and blocked all their ways.
Then, two huge eyes like a bright moon appeared, clean and clear enough to reflect the trace of everything.
A moment later, those two huge eyes suddenly gave birth to billions of strands of muddy black silk thread, which finally condensed into an extremely strange virtual shadow at the end of the silk thread.
The virtual shadow is extremely hazy, as if it is a mixture of various unknown substances, which looks very strange.
It backs on the two huge and clear eye wheels, like two round wings.
Such a so-called devil, the realm strength is actually just the realm of Yan Xian, and the sword is unparalleled, naturally not afraid.
"Things that play tricks cannot be put on the table." Jian Wushuang was in a bad mood. At present, he directly released his derivative force and hit it with a palm.
The full strength of Yan Xian's peak hit unreservedly, smashing the strange virtual shadow into the air.
"Humble slaves, you must all submit to me!" Xu Ying confided his truth and obviously disdained to dodge in the face of Diqing's blow.
At the next moment, a shocking scene appeared, and the Qi field felt the virtual shadow that shook the sky. Unexpectedly, it was directly pulled down from the sky by the sword's unparalleled slap, and slammed into the ground, arousing thousands of feet of smoke and dust.
The girl was stunned, covered her mouth with one hand, and looked at the scene incredulously.
That almost made more than half of Qingzhou Tianyu succumb, and the trembling nightmare demon was slapped into the ground by this invisible young man in front of him, except for his beautiful face?
That's the devil in the realm of Yan Xian!
Then Jian Wushuang doesn't think so. This so-called nightmare demon, in addition to nibbling the general top cultivation state of mind through some kind of bewitching means, his real body is not even as good as the general fairy.
What's more, the unparalleled divine consciousness of the sword has already reached great perfection when the divine universe reached the ancestor level, which is far from being comparable to the nightmare demon.
Even if he stood still and let the demon lord nibble at his state of mind, he could only return in vain.
Naturally, the sword unparalleled also didn't bother to use more means, and directly covered it with one palm.
The extremely strong black gas on the sky dissipated in an instant, and two giant eye wheels like the bright moon were also blinded by Diqing.
"Humble servant, how dare you, how dare you..."
Before saying a word, Jian Wushuang slapped the nightmare demon cover into the ground again.
"Noisy." Jian Wushuang frowned, it was just a nightmare, something born of greed, and it was not worthy of his hand at all.
Since he learned that this place was not the upper wilderness, he and di Qing obviously did not intend to stay, so they turned around and prepared to leave.
"Adults, please stay!" A cry rang out, which was the retention of the girl in Xiuhe clothes.
Seeing him turn back, her cheeks powder Blusher became more ruddy, and she stretched out her hand to pull up her temples like broken hair. Her body seemed to be extremely stiff and gave a salute, "the little woman xiqingchi thanked the adults for saving their lives, and she didn't expect to repay it, so I wish..."
Jian Wushuang didn't intend to wait for her to finish, waved his hand directly, and then planned to leave.
"Hey, can you listen to my aunt... Little girl, finish talking." The girl named xiqingchi has a gentle voice.
"I know the upper wasteland you mentioned."
Jian Wushuang heard the words and paused, glanced at her again, and said uncertainly, "do you really know?"
Xiqingchi proudly raised his eyebrows, "of course, my father is the first patriarch of Qingzhou, and the resources in his hands are countless. In those days, I traveled to all regions of the sky with my father!"
He pondered for a moment, and then said, "in that case, can you tell me the general location of Shanghuang?"
"It's important for you to go to the famine?"
"Sort of."
"Well, for the sake of saving my aunt's life... I decided to take you there myself."
"... don't use it. It's a dangerous journey."
"No, I have to take you there. It's extremely desolate and secret. Even if I tell you the approximate location, you can't find it."
“……”
Jian Wushuang and di Qing looked at each other, and they were a little uncertain.
At this time, the nightmare demon, whose virtual shadow was almost scattered by two palms, crept out of the ground quietly and was ready to escape.
Xiqingchi saw it clearly and hurriedly said, "adults must not let him escape. He is a great danger!"
Jian Wushuang nodded, and with a move from afar, he immediately absorbed the demon lord, and carefully squeezed it into the size of a pellet with Yan force.
Xiqingchi was shocked by this means again. The demon who could resist her father's court was actually kneaded by others at the moment.
"Let go of your master, humble servant, and you will regret it!" The demon lord, who was squeezed into the size of a bullet, was furious. He seemed to have no fear and kept shouting.
Jian Wushuang was about to twist it out, when xiqingchi suddenly stretched out two palms to hold his palms, and his eyebrows and eyes were bent into crescent moons, "Sir, can you give this thing to me, I'm going to give it to my dream tapir to swallow."
Jian Wushuang calmly pulled back his palm and threw the demon statue to her.
"Thank you, my Lord." Wash Chi Xi's way, and then directly take off the red band of hair and tie up the demon statue the size of a bullet.
"Are you going to take us to Shanghuang?" Diqing interjected to ask.
Xiqingchi nodded repeatedly, "of course, you can't go to Shanghuang without my leadership."
"Shall we start now?" The sword is unparalleled.
"Don't worry, don't worry. Come back to the door with me first. I'm going to bring some things and we'll start again." Wash the pool way, and then reverse the previous little daughter's posture, strode in the mountains and forests, "you quickly follow."
"It's really troublesome. Sooner or later, I'll catch those damn things and scrape the skin and bones." Di Qing Fen Fen Dao.
Jian Wushuang shook his head helplessly, and then portable with di Qing followed the washing pool wearing a red Xiuhe suit.
Thousands of miles of Xuanqi mountains and rivers were left behind, and the monks gathered around the continent began to increase.