I am darkness, I will suppress all enemies

"You did a good job. All you have to do next is wait." Ye Wu Kuang looked at Nan Baiyue and said slowly.

Nan Baiyue was silent for a long time, and finally asked the Wuxiang Demon Lord the question that had surged in his heart like a tide and that he had asked himself countless times.

"Can you win?"

“Win…” Ye Wu Kuang smiled faintly upon hearing this.

"Of course I can win......"

After saying this, Ye Wukuang’s figure disappeared out of thin air.

And after he left for a long time, Nan Baiyue was still standing there quietly without moving.

She gambled too much this time. If she failed, she would be completely tied to the infamy of wanting to join forces with the Demon Lord to kill the Righteous Immortal Emperor.

When that time really comes, you can imagine what will happen to you.

However, at this point, what would happen even if he regretted not joining forces with the Formless Demon Lord?

If the Righteous Alliance wins, nothing in his current situation will change.

And if the Righteous Alliance loses the bet, they and the Beihan Immortal Realm will be used as bargaining chips and the ending will be miserable.

If that time really comes, if she is willing to surrender to the God Kong Youtian, she may be able to survive.

However, Nan Baiyue, the eighth-level Immortal Emperor, was able to surrender because her strength was strong enough to affect the balance of power between the good and evil sides.

But can the North Cold Immortal Realm surrender? The answer is impossible, because the purpose of the Demonic Path is to obtain the cultivation resources and the huge blood essence of the living beings in the North Cold Immortal Realm. How could the other party accept surrender.........

Besides, countless of Nan Baiyue's friends and disciples died at the hands of the evildoers. She would rather die than surrender to the evildoers.

So now Nan Baiyue is standing on the cliff of a lonely peak. If he moves forward, he will fall into the abyss. If he moves backward, he will fall into the abyss again.

Only by finding another way can we have a chance of survival!

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The edge of the Beihan Immortal Realm.

There is a small world here that is extremely large and has been abandoned.

When you enter the small world and look up, the sky above is like a boundless painting, extending endlessly in all directions, and it seems that you can never find its edge.

The vast land beneath our feet is like a boundless wasteland, so vast that it makes people feel insignificant and lonely.

In this abandoned little world, the sky presents an eternally gray and depressing tone, as if carrying the vicissitudes and loneliness of countless years.

And this is the independent space formed by a Nine-Transformation Immortal Lord of the Bingji Immortal Palace in the past after he failed in his attempt to refine an immortal treasure of the Dao of Transformation.

In the past, this small world, which had been sealed off for many years by the Bingji Immortal Palace in memory of the Nine-Revolution Ancestor, was not allowed to be entered by any living creature.

But now it is very different.

The small world at this time was extremely lively. Countless monks with their own purposes and ideas came from all over the world. They gathered here for only one purpose.

That is the battle between good and evil that is about to begin!

“Alas… the human heart…”

In the small world, an old man with an immortal look looked at the sea of ​​people in front of him and sighed.

"What's wrong, Master?" The innocent and lovely girl next to the old man asked curiously.

"There are too many people. The Beihan Immortal Realm is now a sea of ​​fire and swords. These people come here regardless of the danger. Why do you think...?" The old man turned his head and asked the girl beside him.

"For what?" The girl thought for a moment and then spoke softly.

"To join in the fun? To watch the showdown between the strongest geniuses in the three realms in the myriad worlds? Or, are you here to cheer for the geniuses of the righteous path?"

“Hehehe…” The old man shook his head and laughed when he heard that.

"You are right. Many of these people came here with these intentions. But people's hearts have changed. There are also many monks who came here with other purposes."

"Other purpose? Master, what is the other purpose?" the girl asked curiously.

The old man was silent for a while, then spoke slowly.

"For example, if the right path wins, they will be extremely happy and cheer."

“But if the righteous path loses, these people will probably immediately join the evil path and help the evil path to slaughter innocent creatures in the Beihan Immortal Realm…”

The girl was stunned when she heard this, and when she looked at the dense crowd in front of her again, a chill suddenly surged from the bottom of her heart...

The entrance to an isolated special space in the small world.

There are already dozens of long queues here.

The end of the team at this time.

I saw a young man with a huge black sword on his back and an upright posture slowly walking into the team. He quickly glanced around at the team that seemed to be endless.

The young man frowned slightly, his heart filled with doubts and curiosity, so he looked at the middle-aged male cultivator who was queuing in front of him and asked:

"My fellow Taoist, may I ask why you are all queuing here?"

The middle-aged male cultivator in front turned around and looked at the young man, then frowned and spoke.

"You don't know where this is and why are you queuing here?"

The young man curled his lips and responded.

"I just saw you guys were all queuing, so I thought I'd join in the fun."

The middle-aged male cultivator was speechless.

At this moment, in another line beside the young man, a mature and charming woman dressed boldly smiled and started to explain.

"Little brother, this is the entrance to the battlefield. We are waiting in line to enter the battlefield and watch the battle."

The young man's eyes lit up when he heard this, and then he clasped his fists towards the beautiful woman and said:

"So this is the entrance to the battlefield. My name is Xiao Yan. Thank you, Fairy Sister, for clearing up my confusion."

"Hehehe..." The beautiful middle-aged woman smiled softly, looking at the strong and sturdy Xiao Yan with charming eyes, she said softly:

"You're welcome, sister. I love helping young talents like you. Not only can I help you solve your problems, but I can also help you with other things~~"

Hearing the beautiful woman's teasing words, the men in the surrounding team all swallowed their saliva at the same time, and a feeling of heat rose from their lower abdomen out of nowhere.

At this moment, the middle-aged man in front of Xiao Yan saw the looks of the people around him and sneered.

"This is a beauty from the Ghoul Clan. You have quite a strong taste."

"What! The Shiki clan!!"

Thinking of the other party's original true appearance, and the corpse water on the body of the corpse ghosts that can stink up the soul.

The people around her suddenly twitched their lips and quickly focused their attention and stopped looking at the mature and beautiful woman.

The corner of Xiao Yan's mouth twitched as well. Obviously, he also knew about the corpse ghost clan.

Seeing that the middle-aged man actually revealed her identity in one sentence, the mature and beautiful woman's face suddenly became as gloomy as water.

However, in such a place, she didn't dare to cause trouble. She could only stare at the middle-aged man with her beautiful eyes and curse him.