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Seeing that Ye Daosheng was at a disadvantage and was severely injured by the demon cultivator, Ling Qingxuan secretly urged the sword fairy to be ready for a sneak attack at any time. Suddenly, she heard Ye Daosheng's voice and looked over intently.

The devil cultivator is immortal, what other means does Ye Daosheng have?

"Roar!" The demon cultivator roared and raised his hand to control the mountain range not far away. In an instant, the mountain rose from the ground and appeared in the hands of the demon cultivator. He dragged the mountain with his bare hands and threw it towards Ye Daosheng.

The mountain range was like a heavy artillery, trying to smash Ye Daosheng to death.

His strength is enough to shake mountains, and he is so terrifying.

The Undead War Demon, in addition to his immortality, is extremely powerful and has the strength to shake the earth and the sky. If you don't have the original divine fire in your hand, there is really no way to deal with him.

The mountain rushed over, Ye Daosheng flew out with a sword, man and sword became one, and collided with the mountain. The sword energy split the mountain, and the figure passed through.

When the demon cultivator saw Ye Daosheng's long sword coming straight at him, he tried to block the attack of the long sword with his bare hands. However, he didn't know that the Sun-Chasing Sword in Ye Daosheng's hand was just a feint, and the real attack was the Origin of Divine Fire hidden in his other hand.

"boom!"

A palm slapped on the demon cultivator, and the original divine fire entered his body. The burning fire burned, and the demon cultivator staggered back, looking at Ye Daosheng in horror, revealing an extremely frightened expression.

"Do you like the big treasure that the king prepared for you?"

Hearing Ye Daosheng's voice, the demon cultivator turned around and ran away without any desire to fight. He transformed into a ball of demonic energy and entered the scroll. Ling Qingxuan stared at the falling scroll with a confused look on his face.

In the end what happened?

Ye Daosheng's attack made the demon cultivator so frightened, even though it was obvious that the demon cultivator had the upper hand.

"Shh."

A man with a sword flew over and attacked Ling Qingxuan. Ye Daosheng didn't say a word and his movements were smooth and flowing, knowing that the battle had to be resolved quickly.

Otherwise, I don’t know what other tricks Ling Qingxuan would have.

The sudden attack caught Ling Qingxuan off guard, because she was still immersed in doubts, why would the demon cultivator be so afraid of Ye Daosheng?

When she realized the murderous intent, it was too late. Although she avoided Ye Daosheng's fatal blow, her wrist was injured. The sword fairy flew out and stuck on the ground in front of Ye Daosheng.

Ye Daosheng collected the sword immortal and threw him directly into the mysterious space. The greatest treasure of the human race should belong to the human race. Looking at Ling Qingxuan's back as he ran away covering his wrist, he hurriedly chased after him.

“Run…Run!”

"See where you can escape to."

Ye Daosheng's voice came from behind. Ling Qingxuan had already come to the altar. Seeing Mo Jiuzhong immersed in cultivation, he immediately shouted, "Brother, save me!"

Mo Jiuzhong, who was sitting on the altar, frowned slightly, not understanding why Ling Qingxuan was defeated. Her cultivation was superior to Ye Daosheng's, and she had the help of the immortal war demon. Shouldn't it be easy to kill Ye Daosheng?

"Qingxuan, open the scroll!"

"Brother, no, the demon cultivator is no match for Ye Daosheng." Ling Qingxuan said as he opened the scroll. The bald demon cultivator appeared beside Mo Jiuzhong, and for a moment the entire altar was shaking.

Mo Jiuzhong raised his eyes and glanced at the demon cultivator, his face showing shock, "Jiuyao, you are injured."

He turned around and looked at Ye Daosheng fiercely, "Good boy, you actually possess the Holy Fire. This emperor underestimated you."

"Qingxuan, go to the altar!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a long river of demonic blood appeared around the altar, like a huge wave surrounding the altar. "Ye Daosheng, when I come out of retreat, it will be your death."

The long river of demonic blood blocked Ye Daosheng from approaching the altar. Mo Jiuzhong sat in it fearlessly, looking at Ye Daosheng with a playful gaze, as if he was looking at a clown.

Ye Daosheng flew backwards with a sword in his hand, away from the long river of blood demon outside the altar. At this time, Mo Jiuchong led the demon blood into the bodies of Jiuyao and Ling Qingxuan to help them recover from their injuries.

The devil blood entered his body, and the sword wound on Ling Qingxuan's hand healed quickly. Looking at Jiuyao, he had a look of pain on his face. Although the devil blood helped him recover from his injuries, the burns caused by the original divine fire could not be recovered in a short time.

The three of them sat upright on the altar. Mo Jiuzhong's Nine Revolutions Magic Art had reached the last revolution. After success, his cultivation could be restored by 50%, comparable to the human race's land immortals.

This is also why he said that after he comes out of seclusion, Ye Daosheng will die.

His cultivation level recovered to that of a land immortal, and he was able to kill Ye Daosheng in one blow.

When Mo Jiuzhong turned his head and looked outside the long river of demonic blood, he could not see Ye Daosheng. He looked around for him and his expression instantly became solemn.

I don’t know what tricks Ye Daosheng is playing now.

this moment.

A breath came from the mountains behind the altar, as if calling Ye Daosheng. He rushed towards the valley, and when he arrived in the valley, it was pitch black and he couldn't see his hand in front of him.

A whistling strong wind blew past his ears, as if a demon was raging. Ye Daosheng had already determined the location of the breath. He slowly raised his arm, and the original divine fire appeared in his palm, instantly illuminating the valley like daylight.

He looked carefully and found that the place where the breath came from was the cliff not far away. When he got closer, he frowned slightly. There was a painting on the cliff.

After looking at it for a long time, he couldn't figure out anything.

"Qingluan, do you know what the scroll on the stone wall in front of you means?"

"Why does it look like there is a war between the three races of humans, demons and immortals? This painting must have been left by an immortal. What is its purpose?"

Qingluan stood on Ye Daosheng's shoulder and glanced lazily at the stone wall. "Master, this is a weapon array. Take a closer look. Are the weapons in the hands of everyone in the scroll extremely outstanding?"

"Weapon array, immortal technique, there is a treasure behind the stone wall."

"Master, it is not easy to open the seal on the array. However, no matter how powerful the array is, there is a center. If you find it, the array will open automatically."

"Array eye?"

Ye Daosheng muttered to himself, flew forward, raised his hand to touch the scroll on the cliff, and carefully looked for the eye of the formation that Qingluan mentioned. When his fingertips passed over the sword-wielding woman, the sword immortal in the mysterious space moved strangely, becoming extremely violent, and might rush out of the mysterious space at any time.

His mind moved, and a mysterious space opened. The immortal sword flew out and inserted into the cliff. The sword energy gradually spread, and the scroll on the cliff twisted. The characters that were already lifelike seemed to be resurrected at this moment.

boom.

boom.

A loud noise was heard, and fairy light suddenly appeared, shooting out from the cliff. The stone wall opened like two doors, and Ye Daosheng entered it under the guidance of the fairy light.

now.

On the altar.

Mo Jiuzhong, who was immersed in cultivation, raised his head and looked at the immortal light that dispelled the dark evil spirit. His expression instantly became serious. How could the seal of the immortal clan be opened?

It's him?

Mo Jiuzhong thought of Ye Daosheng and became extremely anxious. The seal of the immortal clan was mysterious and he was not sure he could open it. How did that guy do it?

Fairy light appears, the seal is broken, and the treasure is born. He must go without delay and cannot let Ye Daosheng get there first.

Besides, he had already sensed the presence of his old friend.

"Here I come, old friend!"