The name of the imperial capital of the Demon Kingdom has long disappeared, and it has been replaced by a new place name, the famous work of Fujimoshi.

The Forbidden Land Vines Demon Sea spread from three thousand miles to five thousand miles, and the long golden color is endless, living up to the name of the Demon Sea.

The nearly 10,000 disciples who stayed in this world still stayed in the small world because they were all waiting for one person.

Ye Xuan, who had been waiting for the rescue of them, was trapped in the Vines Demon Sea, and the star point belonging to Ye Xuan on the Heavenly Compass will last forever. They will wait until Ye Xuan walks out of the Vines Demon Sea and embarks on the journey back with them.

The outside world has been fifty years, but five hundred years have passed in the small world. Time has changed, and many disciples in the God Transformation Realm have been unable to break through their cultivation, and they have survived from youth to old age.

In the desert under the night sky, a monk wearing a black cassock wandered casually.

There are thousands of miles away, and the plants and trees are extremely rare. There are only a few small insects, the sky and the earth are vast and lonely, and the monk is walking alone.

The monk was quite handsome. He also had a heavenly compass in his hand, and four directions were marked by him.

"I have found four exits in the past five hundred years, but unfortunately they are all more dangerous. If they are not as powerful as the late stage of the fifth realm, they will not be able to break through." The handsome monk frowned.

The resources in this world are too barren. Five hundred years have passed, and he has just broken through the late stage of refining the virtual world, and it takes time to polish it to stabilize it.

It is said that it is the late stage of the Five Realms, so it is better to have the Five Realms complete to be safer. The four exits he found were all in those tombs.

A legendary battle left behind too many large tombs that were rarely visited. Each cemetery had tomb guards, monsters, or corpse evil spirits. Many of them reached the peak under the restrictions of the rules, that is, the perfection of the five realms.

If they hadn't been afraid of the masters above the Three Kingdoms, they would have been guarding them in the major tombs. If they were willing to join forces, they would have completely erased the three slave countries.

With the help of the monk alone, he would undoubtedly seek death. When the monk was frowning, the jade talisman in his arms moved slightly.

The handsome monk took out the jade talisman of the transmission of the sound, hesitated a little, and still poured a stream of spiritual power into it.

A voice from the other end suddenly came from the sound transmission jade talisman, with a bad tone, and it seemed that a large group of people gathered together.

"If you don't pass the bald pudding, you'd better not let everyone find you." The gang members were talking and scrambling to greet the monk's family and ancestors.

"Nanwu Wuliang Evil Buddha, I am a Buddha killed life." The handsome monk said without hesitation, and said the Buddha's name without expression.

A shout came from the other end, as if someone had squeezed over again, and the sound was very familiar to Budu.

"I've been born to you, I heard you have turned white? Don't let me see you, otherwise I will see you once and you will be greener once."

When Budu just stepped into the fourth peak of the main stele, the clamoring owner was one of the four senior brothers Lianxu who took the lead in beating him. This person also called on all the senior brothers to drop poison blood each to make him green.

Monk Budu had a calm face and broke off his spiritual power, the sound transmission jade talisman returned to silence, and the world was instantly purified.

In the world of Shengyu, the Putian Cultivation Headquarters threw out a message.

They found the entrance to a small world and were willing to share it with others. Good fortune will be with fate, life and death will be destined. Whether to enter or not depends entirely on their own will.

People from other sects are not fools. Knowing that this is either someone who explores the way or someone who fills the pit, it is impossible to have a waste of money.

However, this is obviously reasonable among the public cultivators. Even if they know there is danger, there are still many people who are unwilling to miss this opportunity, especially some casual cultivators who lack opportunities.

In the Blood Prison Palace in Zhongshengyuan, Elder Sikong was the first to respond almost the day he received the news.

There are chess pieces buried by other sects in each major force, and they are tacit in understanding each other. The same is true for the Blood Prison Palace, and they know a little about the news about the headquarters of the Putian Sect.

For example, they knew about the small world fifty years ago. After all, there were nearly 10,000 disciples from Liufeng at once, and they couldn't hide them even if they wanted to.

"Fei Xing, Grandpa is going to avenge you now, and that bitch Zhang Mei." The fire in the hall swayed, and the first old man in the black robe had a gloomy face.

His grandson died at Ye Xuan's hands, and according to the news he received, Ye Xuan had already entered the small world.

Elder Sikong Yi didn't want to take revenge, but the Blood Prison Palace could not defeat the headquarters of the Putian Sect. He endured it for fifty years and finally waited for this opportunity.

There was still a person waiting in the dark hall, with a beautiful face and a pure and lovely face.

Yan Qiuxue blinked her big eyes and said, "That bitch is ungrateful and is in vain for Senior Brother Sikong to be infatuated with her. She actually harmed Senior Brother Sikong with her adulterer."

Sikong Yi looked at Yan Qiuxue deeply. This woman was the Blood Prison Palace with Zhang Mei. If she had not left, she would have sued Zhang Mei for the refusal. He would have been afraid of Yan Qiuxue for death.

"Once you enter the small world, do you really have a way to find Ye Xuan as soon as possible?" Sikong Yi asked in a deep voice.

"Old, please rest assured that your disciples have a grudge against this beast in the Northern Wilderness Domain. All the disciples who turn into ashes can be found." Yan Qiuxue looked hateful and slapped her chest fiercely.

This action imitated other male disciples' guaranteed action was extremely strange when Yan Qiuxue did it. Under the slap of his little hands, the towering two reunions were round and trembling.

"Your qualifications are pretty good, but all you lack is resources and opportunities. If you help the elder complete this, you will be given the elixir to cultivate breakthroughs and refine your void."

"Disciple thanks the elder for his kindness." Yan Qiuxue was stuck on the perfect neck of the god-turned-god. When she heard this, she looked surprised and wanted to pat her chest to ensure her.

Sikong Yi snorted coldly, and after crushing a jade talisman, a ray of blood bloomed in the sky, and the blood spread out, and the scene was hazy mist and rain appeared in the picture.

In the picture, there is a mountain land with misty rain and rain all year round, which is where the mountain gate of Yanyu Zhai is located.

The misty rain is hazy, and the practice of coming and going is all women. They all look beautiful, but at the least they are also beautiful.

First, it is due to the skills practiced by Yanyu Zhai, and second, the predecessors of Yanyu Zhai disciples are all girls from Yanyu Pavilion. They can be so prosperous in places like Yanyu Pavilion, and they can't do it without a little beauty.

"Fellow Daoist Sikong, I'll agree that after entering the small world, we two join forces." Half of the big girl walked out of the mist and rain, with delicate facial features and smooth skin like porcelain.

Behind the half-grown girl, a middle-aged woman dressed in a nun, was holding an oil paper umbrella for the girl.

If only Sikong Yi and Ye Xuan have a grudge in the Blood Prison Palace, then in Yanyu Zhai, all the sects have grudges against Ye Xuan.

"If you don't kill this thief, the people of Yanyuzhai will not be at peace for a day." The middle-aged Taoist nun is Elder Meng of Yanyuzhai. She had a battle with Ye Xuan, but unfortunately she didn't have time to take action at that time, so she watched most of her disciples die.

Ye Xuan and Yanyuzhai fought each other, both of which were used to display the artistic conception of mirror flowers, water and moon, and control the disciples of Yanyuzhai to kill each other.

The beautiful female cultivators who are thousands of beautiful and beautiful are so cruel that they are so cruel that they are really careless. How can they not be unforgettable?

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