The only way

The morning light is scattered, and all creatures appear so fresh, not as false.

A little girl saw visitors from outside the city, and asked her parents curiously, "Father, who are they?"

"What are you asking so much for?" Her family's adults pulled him over, glanced at the visitor with fear, and left in a hurry.

Although everyone had doubts, they couldn't find anyone to ask. All the spirit races would avoid snakes and scorpions when they met them.Even if it is a tea shop, the boss will not greet him when he sees it.

"Look, it's the Demon Race, this year..."

"Keep your voice down." The two talking in this direction carefully looked at this direction, and hurriedly finished their tea and left.

Except for himself, An's family is all demon cultivators, more or less have the blood left by the demon clan, so it is understandable to be mistaken for a "demon clan".

In the old days, Kyushu was divided into ancient, ancient, and ancient times. At that time, all races coexisted, and now only human races and countless beasts remain.Only some ancient history is still heard.After ancient times, there was a decline in the aura of Kyushu and the end of the Dharma period. Now, as Ning Buyuan thought, the prosperous age is approaching.

"It is rumored that there was a race in ancient times who were born with immortal fetuses. Even saints in adulthood had many races with strong bloodlines, which is amazing. I don't know this spirit race..." An Qingmo said in a low voice.

"Now there are only human races." Xu Quexuan said, "There is no need to envy the other races." After the dispute, only our race is left, and this is enough proof.

At that moment, An Qingmo realized that her mood was almost disturbed, but it was okay, it was okay, so she hurriedly said, "Thank you for your teaching, little uncle."

Xu Quexuan felt awkward again, Shishu is Shishu, can you remove the word "small".

There was a spirit race who was different, and went directly to their group.

"Everyone, the city lord welcomes you. I don't know if he will honor you." The person who spoke had snow-white hair, shining brightly in the morning light, and his pupils were yellow-green.

"Please, brother, lead the way."

Speaking of the Spirit Race, one has to think of Xiaobai and Qingzhi. These two people have connections with the God Race, but I don't know if they have anything to do with the Spirit Race.

In the center of the city is a crisp young tree, full of spiritual energy.I don't know what connection it has with the legendary tree of life.

"You guys look like demons rather than demons. I would like to ask, what is the purpose of coming to Cuimei City?" The city owner is a very young woman with a very aura.

An Qingyan replied: "The city lord thinks why we came here." This answer is specious.

Sure enough, the city lord of the Spirit Race in a corner had no intentions, Meimu asked coldly: "The God Race has fallen to such a point, don't the Demon Race still have the heart to let me wait?"

An Qingyan immediately winked at Xu Quexuan, who smiled and said, "City Master, do you think that's the case. Are we the juniors who came here?"

Observing her aura with divine sense, Xu Quexuan found that the city lord was in the realm of the Spirit Sect, so he could only scare her first, and then make plans.

"This……"

"Since the city lord feels that he has nothing to say to us juniors, then I'll go back and report back." Xu Quexuan made a gesture to leave, but the city lord was anxious and asked to stay.

"How do you call the young master? It's because the city lord is overthinking and abrupt."

The surname is very important. After all, it represents birth. Xu Quexuan thought about the common surnames of the ancient demons, and replied, "My surname is Ning."

The city lord's face turned ugly, and he said in a trembling voice, "Young Master Ning, stay in the guest room first." Then he hurried to order the luncheon.

What did the ancestors of the Ning family do to make the Lingzu so frightened?Xu Quexuan was puzzled.

As soon as they arrived at the guest room, everyone began to discuss why they came here.

"Little uncle, have we come to the ancient times? The people here keep talking about the demon race." An Qingyan asked puzzled.

"Most likely."

This is another person's guess: "Could it be the time and space distortion here that brought us to the ancient times?"

Here...Xu Quexuan suddenly thought of a question.

"Think about it, is the language of the ancient spirit race the same as the language of the human race today?" Xu Quexuan felt that this was a big breakthrough.

Xiaobai couldn't speak Terran language at first.

"Could it be that everything here is...an illusion?" An Qingmo muttered to herself.

At the same time, the three meditating in the restraint also had their own thoughts.

Ning Buyuan used some tricks to show what Xu Quexuan saw before his eyes, and acquiesced to the other two people watching: "The ancient spirit race... interesting."

Nan Lingyi then said: "Brother Ning, we don't know much about this, I wonder if Brother Ning can give you some pointers?"

"I don't know either." Ning Buyuan said without changing his face, but looking at the scene where Xu Quexuan fooled the spirit clan in the picture, maybe the Ning family would know this secret.

The Anjia group who entered the Immortal Palace did not know that their every word and deed were under the supervision of others.

In the main hall of the City Lord's Mansion, the tables were filled with spiritual fruits and spirits. When everyone was seated, they looked at the City Lord with different eyes.But if it is said that all of this is an illusion, it is too creepy that the person who set up the formation is the master of the fairy palace.No matter how much Xu Quexuan's spiritual consciousness probed, he still couldn't find out the emptiness in it.

After taking two sips of the spirit wine, Xu Quexuan only felt that it tasted good, so he asked: "This spirit wine is not bad, it smells like it's brewed from Ziyun fruit."

"This is brewed from Mingxue fruit. If you dare to ask Mr. Ning, what kind of spiritual fruit is Ziyun fruit, I have never heard of it."

Ziyun fruit is a kind of fruit unique to Yanbo City, and it has been extinct. If this spirit tribe has seen it, it would be a ghost. After Xu Quexuan tried it out, he found no other abnormalities except for the language problem.

"The spiritual fruit of my hometown, I think about it now, and I feel a little nostalgic." In the past, Yanbo City was slaughtered, and the blood stained the Biqing Lake, and the large purple Yun trees never bloomed again.

"I see."

In the afternoon, the sun faded and dark clouds overwhelmed the city, as if a storm was about to come.Xu Quexuan discussed with the younger generation of the An family for a while, but still had no clue. "Looking at this battle, it seems that something is going to happen."

Because it is a robbery cloud.

One person crosses the catastrophe, and the Kyushu will see each other.Xu Quexuan released his divine sense to investigate Lei Jieshu.

"How did you pass 81 roads?" An Qingmo was puzzled.

After 81 thunder calamities, the clouds still hadn't dissipated, and the shock in Xu Quexuan's heart was beyond words. Sure enough, after the saint, he still had a higher realm.

After the thunder calamity dissipated, the bloody light lingered in the sky for a long time.

"Could this be--Chengxian? There were a total of one hundred... one hundred and eight thunder calamities." After An Qingyan said tremblingly, Xu Quexuan had to re-examine this world.

It's not a real scene, otherwise, how can a person who can become a fairy live in a corner? This point is basically certain.Xu Quexuan wondered what the meaning was, just to tell everyone that there is a higher realm above the saints?Then there is absolutely no need for this spirit city to appear.

The sky was still cloudy.

"City lord, city lord, it's not good, go and see the holy tree."

Xu Quexuan and others also went to the little tree to see what happened, "The little holy tree withered, the body..."

The monstrous demonic flames covered one area of ​​the world, and before the city protection formation had time to activate, countless low-level demons rushed in outside the city.

"You!" The city lord stabbed Xu Quexuan with the long sword, as if they were going to die together.

Xu Quexuan remained calm and shouted: "Break."

The eyes seemed to be able to see through the emptiness, and at an angle that no one could see, a purple light flashed across.The An family was about to defend, but the surrounding scene changed, only the vast desert, sand dunes, and dry riverbed remained, burying the former glory.

An Qingyan was puzzled: "Little uncle, what's going on?"

Hallucinations appear in the mind, and these should be virtual.

"A method that is more advanced than illusion." Xu Quexuan grabbed a handful of sand and watched it leak through his fingertips, "Everything I have seen should have been performed here. Blending into it, I don’t know what the purpose is.”

"No matter what the purpose is, it's serious to leave here." An Qingyan said and found the space magic circle.

Xu Quexuan thought to himself, since you are invited to enter the urn, it will not be so easy to get out.