My wife came from billions of years ago

Immortal and Demon Mountain.

As soon as Ling Nanzhi finished speaking, a figure suddenly rushed forward. Mo Jiuzhong was the first to enter the door of the barrier. An excited smile appeared on his face. He was back after hundreds of years.

The moment he stepped into the battlefield of immortals and demons, Mo Jiuzhong's thoughts went back to the great war of that year. Countless scenes appeared in his mind, as if it were yesterday. At that time, he had millions of demon soldiers under his command and powerful demons were as numerous as clouds.

The Demon Emperor rules over all the people in the world, and under his command are thousands of Demon Lords, Demon Kings, and Demon Lords. Every one of them is a stunning genius or an immortal who has descended to the mortal world. How could the demon race go to destruction?

When he returned to the battlefield of immortals and demons, everything was completely different. His former brothers and friends were no longer around. Mo Jiuzhong looked a little gloomy and lost.

"Guys, I'm back again."

"In this life, I will restore the glory of the demon race, kill my way to the Nine Heavens, and wipe out the immortal race."

Relying on his memory, after entering the battlefield of immortals and demons, Mo Jiuzhong immediately went to the place where the demon treasure was sealed. By the time Ye Daosheng and eight others appeared, there was no trace of him.

Ye Ling'er, Ji Yuan, and Yun Canglan saw that everyone else had left, and only Ye Daosheng was standing there quietly, "Brother Emperor, what are you thinking about?"

"He is the powerful demon." Ye Daosheng suddenly said. The other three were all confused and didn't understand what Ye Daosheng meant.

At first he did not doubt Mo Jiuzhong. After all, everyone wanted to be the first to get the treasure in the battlefield of immortals and demons, but the direction Mo Jiuzhong left was where demonic energy gathered.

He was moving very fast and was very familiar with the place. It was obvious that he was very familiar with this place. Because of this, Ye Daosheng was certain that Mo Jiuchong was a demon warrior who had been hiding among the disciples.

Now that we know his identity, we just need to be careful.

Ye Daosheng looked towards the place where the evil spirit gathered. As expected, Ling Qingxuan's beautiful figure disappeared in the black evil spirit. Xiao Chen, Zhou Mu and Ji Ling chose to enter the place where the holy light was diffused.

"Ling'er, Canglan, Jiyuan, the three of you go to the Land of Holy Light."

"Brother, where are you going?"

"Go to the demon land."

Ye Daosheng said solemnly, raising his hand and patting Ji Yuan on the shoulder, "Protect Ling'er and Canglan. If anything happens to them, I will hold you responsible."

Ji Yuan smiled innocently, "Don't worry, Your Highness. As long as I'm alive, no one can hurt them."

At this point, he looked intently at the place where the demonic energy gathered, "Your Highness, in a place of demonic energy, evil spirits are hiding, you'd better be careful."

"Hei Zu is for you!"

He took out the sleeping black cat from his sleeve and stuffed it directly into Ye Daosheng's arms. The black cat woke up from its deep sleep and meowed at Ji Yuan, as if to say, "Are you polite? You messed up my hair."

"The princess asked you to bring it?"

"Yes, it was the princess. She was worried about His Highness, so she asked me to bring Hei Zu in, and she also said that there was an opportunity for Hei Zu in the Immortal Demon Battlefield."

"Okay, be careful, I will come to you as soon as possible." Ye Daosheng left a word and left with Hei Zu, entering the demonic energy as quickly as possible.

At this moment, Hei Zu was sleeping soundly in his arms, and Qing Luan was also dozing on his shoulder. The cat and the bird were not affected by the evil spirit at all. Aren't they afraid?

The most outrageous thing is...Qingluan is still silently devouring his true energy.

That’s too much.

this moment.

Mo Jiuzhong appeared in the deepest part of the demonic energy, standing on an altar. He opened his arms and laughed wildly towards the sky, "I'm back, finally back."

Although everything around him has changed, the traces left by the demons have not been erased by time. At that time, he was on this altar, commanding millions of demon soldiers to fight against the human and immortal races.

In order to demonstrate their strength, the powerful immortals sealed the demon clan's first treasure, the Sky-Slaying Bow, here after defeating the demon clan. The breath of an old friend attracted Mo Jiuchong here.

He looked around, sat cross-legged on the altar, and began to frantically devour the surrounding demonic energy to improve his own cultivation. The demonic energy here was pure and powerful, which could make his cultivation soar in the shortest time.

The Sky-Slaying Bow was sealed on the altar by a powerful immortal. His current cultivation level is not enough to break the seal, so the best way is to devour the demonic energy to increase his own strength.

Mo Jiuzhong's skills were put into operation, and the demonic energy around him gathered above his head like hundreds of rivers flowing into the sea. A huge vortex appeared in an instant, and demonic patterns appeared on his body, which was so terrifying.

The appearance of the vortex in the void attracted the attention of Ye Daosheng and Ling Qingxuan. The latter appeared outside the altar first and saw Mo Jiuzhong immersed in cultivation. "Brother, King Ning of the Great Qin is on his way."

"Qingxuan, my cultivation has reached the most critical moment. You come to help me protect the law. Don't let Ye Daosheng get close to the altar." Mo Jiuzhong raised his hand and handed a scroll to Ling Qingxuan. "With this scroll and the sword fairy, Ye Daosheng can't be your opponent. Kill him and take the devil bone from his body. Then your brother will help you fuse the devil bone."

"Brother, don't worry. I will kill Ye Daosheng."

She was cautious in Wu Di City and could not reveal her identity as a demon cultivator. She did not use her full strength when fighting with Ye Ling'er. Now she was in the battlefield between immortals and demons. This was the burial place of Ye Daosheng.

The hatred for killing one's father is irreconcilable.

She had dreamed of killing Ye Daosheng, and now that the chance had come, she would definitely not show mercy.

Ye Daosheng discovered the vortex of demonic energy and rushed over at high speed. Suddenly, a beautiful figure floated down from the sky and blocked his way. The moment he saw Ling Qingxuan, he was not surprised at all.

"Prince Ning, your death is coming."

Ling Qingxuan's figure was filled with murderous intent, and she confronted Ye Daosheng with the sword in hand, "You should feel lucky that you have lived so long."

"You are the daughter of the Demon Lord."

"You are worthy of being the King of Ning. Since you know my identity, why don't you attack me in Wudi City?" Ling Qingxuan asked doubtfully.

Ye Daosheng smiled, "Because...I have never taken you seriously. You can't kill me."

Ling Qingxuan: “........”

It's not very harmful, it's very insulting.

"Prince Ning, you are too conceited. You want to fight me with your ninth-grade cultivation?" Ling Qingxuan said in a cold voice, and his figure suddenly rushed forward, sweeping across with the immortal sword.

"Grandmaster?"

"No matter how strong you are, I am invincible." Ye Daosheng unsheathed the Sun-Chasing Sword from his waist, and his body was like a swimming dragon. The two swords entangled in the air, and a deafening collision sound spread.

The sword light rippled and swept across the air.

After several rounds of fighting, Ling Qingxuan did not gain the upper hand at all. She looked at Ye Daosheng in shock, her sparkling eyes falling on the Sun Chaser Sword, "You actually possess such a magical weapon."

"You mean the Sun-Chasing Sword? It's a very ordinary sword!" Ye Daosheng said in a calm voice, secretly delighted in his heart. He didn't expect that the Sun-Chasing Sword, after being tempered by the Origin Divine Fire, would be as powerful as that of the Sword Immortal.

at this time.

A mighty demonic aura lingered around Ling Qingxuan's figure, and a terrible pressure came over him. The immortal sword was wrapped in the demonic aura, and the sword energy was as terrifying as a dragon. The dense sword energy swallowed him.

"Prince Ning, even a magic sword cannot save you. From the moment you killed my father, your life belongs to me?"