Yukong consumed severely the divine thoughts and true qi, and there was no island that had a foothold for thousands of miles near Guixu Sea Eye, so we had to leave here for a while to find an island to cultivate.

This island is not large in size and has a particularly beautiful scenery.

Before we even entered Guixu, we were feeling bad by Lu Chunyang. We stayed on the island for a few more days.

The sea and sky are the same, which makes people feel happy, because the pain caused by Jiang Xueyang's death also relieves a lot.

When Lu Chunyang was about to destroy my entrance hall, what I was most worried about was Jiang Xueyang. Her divine thought film was in my entrance hall. If it was destroyed, there would be no possibility of rebirth.

However, I still didn't have the courage to go to the entrance to see her.

As the sun sets, the golden light on the sea surface shaking, the water vapor is stormy and the smoke is filled with smoke, the sea breeze is gentle, and the waves symbolically slap the reefs.

Aofeng carried Ali to ride the wind and waves on the sea, and the two madmen Bai Wuya and Lin Qingshui talked about the mystery of killing on the other side of the island.

Feng Huan and I walked slowly, getting slower and slower. We couldn't help but stop and hug and kiss each other. Without the alienation of the heavy armor of the black gold skeleton, we hugged Feng Huan's thin and soft waist and felt the long-lost tenderness of the female body.

The body of the god of death not only gave Feng Huan the face, but also made her body more charming and seductive.

Since she condensed the body of death, I have never had the opportunity to unload her armor. At this moment, I untied my arms for her behind a rock.

Smooth skin as white porcelain, the touch is cool.

When I brushed her skin with my warm palm, my feelings gradually arise in my heart.

With the heart of Tao, physiological needs can be suppressed, but the tide of love cannot fade.

Love is not spiritual perception, but also has supreme pursuit.

Unfortunately, this island is too small. As soon as I was moved, I noticed Jianjia's breath of spiritual thoughts, and then saw her walking barefoot on the beach alone.

The wide black Taoist robe was blown up by the wind, and her body was free and easy and slightly lonely.

Seeing Jianjia, Yuhu put on his clothes and said to me, "Go and have a walk with her."

"Aren't you jealous?" I asked.

"It's your woman anyway. Besides, Xueyang is still in your entrance, we can't really do anything."

It is rare to be generous once, and I feel infinitely relieved.

Seeing me coming alone, Jianjia was not only a bit of alert in her eyes, looking around.

"What are you looking at?" I asked.

"Where is Sister Yumeng?" Jianjia asked.

"She wants me to accompany you."

"Are you sure?"

"Um."

"It's not a trap, is it?"

Jianjia looked suspicious, and I felt both pitiful and funny, and I couldn't help but pinch her cheek.

When she saw that I dared to act intimately, she was sure that it was not a trap.

I jumped up and wrapped my legs around my waist, and the next moment I panted and kissed my lips desperately.

The blood of the illusion demon is not good at controlling the jade hope. Once it is moved, it will be like my magic sword and it will be out of control.

The kiss was so touching that I heard the girl cough twice.

"You are shameless, I want shame. There is an island thirty miles away. You can go there and wander there." Yumeng pointed to the north and said.

After receiving her imperial order, Jianjia said thanks and pulled me to the north. As soon as she landed, Jianjia rushed over like a little beast...

On the second day, we officially headed to Guixu.

What surprised us was that the two soldiers and horses of humans and immortals were not moved intact, as if they were waiting for us all the time.

Not long after he appeared, Murong Yuanrui sent the jade girl to invite us.

Murong Yuanrui's only tent was she and the Palace Master of Yaochi. Seeing this, I asked Jianjia and Ali to stay outside, and Feng Huan and I walked in.

After not seeing each other for a few days, Murong Yuanrui's injuries have all recovered and his complexion is very good. He is wearing a light silver armor, showing the woman's heroic spirit.

"Xie Lan, it seems that your demonic path does not care about Jinao Island as I imagined." Murong Yuanrui called out my name without hesitation.

"I never thought you would be waiting for us all the time. I wonder what Fairy Murong is asking for me?" I said.

"Let's talk about it when Xie Liuyun comes."

As he was talking, Xie Liuyun and Zhang Zhiyuan walked into the military tent.

I looked at him and each other's expressions were a little embarrassed. But he was so cunning that he soon took the initiative to greet me: "Fusheng Wuliang Tianzun, Xie Liuyun met Taoist ancestor."

This Daozu was very surprised. I sighed in my heart. I am afraid that after today, I will no longer be as familiar with Xie Liuyun as before.

If Murong Yuanrui had not been involved in the marriage of the Three Lives Stone, he would probably have sacrificed his life to protect me.

Although the way of heaven has entered a catastrophe, the chessboard is still there.

There is no room for compromise and coexistence when the three doctrines are different, and the battle to be conquered again is destined to start again.

They are polite to me in front of me because the demon is still weak and not worth targeting. Once the demon rises strongly, they will be my greatest enemy of life and death.

Moreover, I always feel that if the Battle of the Gods is again in Kaifeng, it is very likely that it will be the final decisive battle. By the end of the war, only one of the three roads will be left.

There is no banquet that will never end in the world. The three battles have been playing this game for too long. Even if the heavens are not tired, the sentient beings in the three realms will feel tired.

Later I learned that Guixu was born to end the game.

The Demonic Way is a latecomer. Before entering Guixu to explore the mystery, Xie Liuyun will explain the situation in Guixu in detail to us.

The endless sea is vast and endless, and the world of Guixu is not smaller than the endless sea.

Guixu was extremely large. People and immortals explored several times without saying that they had exhausted all their efforts. They didn’t even enter the hinterland of Guixu and kept wandering near the entrance of Guixu.

Because at the entrance is an ancient battlefield of all races in the Great Wilderness, the battlefield is filled with evil spirits and countless evil souls.

There are not only humans, beasts, but also strange gods, lichs, and various evil spirits.

Even the Humane Dao found a corpse left behind by Yuan Feng’s failure in Nirvana.

Yuanfeng is a chaotic beast of the same age as the ancestor dragon. After the failure of Nirvana, Yuanfeng's body turned into a sea of ​​fire, and the flames remained unsatisfied after ten thousand years.

"The Taoist hiding Yunguixu is transformed from the water god's entrance, but Fairy Murong and I think it is not the case." Xie Liuyun said.

"What do you think Guixu is?"

"We suspect that Guixu is actually the lost prehistoric world."

This statement is very close to the Demonic Patriarch, but the Demonic Patriarch's cognition is clearer than theirs. The Demonic Patriarch believes that the prehistoric land has been swallowed by Guixu.

In the eyes of the Demonic Patriarch, Guixu was even bigger than they knew.

"What is the dilemma you are facing now? Why do you want to invite our magic path into Guixu?" I asked.

"The murderous souls in the battlefield of all races are too strong, and the two armies of humans and immortals have suffered heavy losses." Xie Liuyun said.

"I understand, what you really need is the power of death."

Yuhuan is the god of death, and he has the spiritual suppression of the souls of the superiors. With her along, she can greatly weaken the combat power of the evil souls in the battlefield of all races.

No wonder Wang Huan destroyed the cultivation level of Mr. Tushan. Xie Liuyun did not settle the score with her and instead made things difficult for me.

"You should have stopped Mr. Tushan from provoking me. It doesn't matter if you offend me. The dignity of the god of death cannot be desecrated." I said.

"Actually, I didn't stop General Lin's power of death. If you can't defeat Mr. Tushan, you are not qualified to enter Guixu." Xie Liuyun said.

"Oh, then are you still satisfied with my performance?" Yumeng asked coldly.

Xie Liuyun smiled bitterly and said no reply.

The God of Death had a sword, and the beauty was instantly poured on the hearts of humanity like a mountain. Even if the sword immortal Lu Chunyang came to show his power and boost morale later, it would probably be difficult to remove all the shadows in their hearts.

This is how cleverness is mistaken by cleverness and shoots oneself in the foot.

"You can ask me to cooperate with the Demonic Way, but Xie Liuyun, do you owe me an explanation?" I looked at Xie Liuyun and said.

"What's the explanation?"

"That's all for Lu Chunyang to insult me?"

"There is a reason for this, why bother to be petty. I can guarantee that after the Demonic Way enters Guixu, no one will make things difficult for you again."

Next, the three parties agreed on how to send troops.

Finally, after discussion, the two paths of humans and immortals each produced 200,000 elite disciples, and entered Guixu with the peak masters of our three families.

Previously, the two paths of human and immortals had already set up camps at the entrance of Guixu, each of which had set up 100,000 troops. This time, the additional 200,000 was equivalent to investing all the main combat power in and making a last try.

If you find nothing more, your trip to Reixu will end here.
Chapter completed!