The nemesis has been demoted!

The off-road vehicle sped on the wavy land, and soon turned into a black spot on the horizon.

After confirming that he was out of the sight of the rescue team, Ye Chuan braked and transformed into his body. In the next second, his originally clear figure flashed, the driver's seat was empty, and Ye Chuan appeared [-] kilometers away. on the Gobi Desert.

The situation here was ten times worse than before. The ground cracked to reveal hideous gaps, and countless black air gushed out, like the angry breath of a monster.Ordinary people walking on it will fall into the abyss at any time and be swallowed up by the surging magic breath and crimson magma.

Ye Chuan raised his hand, and countless spiritual powers from the heavens and the earth gathered in his palm, and spread out quickly, forming a transparent spiritual power network within a radius of [-] kilometers.

Natural gods are more convenient in obtaining spiritual power than acquired ascetics.

Wind, frost, rain and snow, mountains and seas, thunder and lightning, the power of the Three Realms can be seized and used for them at any time.

But there is a limit to the acquisition of spiritual power. Supporting a huge piece of Gobi and contending with the entire sea of ​​blood, Ye Chuan's forehead soon oozes fine sweat, and his body trembles slightly.

"Divine Lord... Yechuan Divine Lord..."

In a trance, he heard Ximei's voice, tender and crisp, always falling not far behind him, accompanied by the silver bell tied on the skirt, making a crisp sound of "jingling, dingling".

At that time, she was just a little fox who had just transformed into a human body, only thirteen or fourteen years old, not as tall as his chest.

She seems to be following his footsteps, or pursuing a lifelong belief, following him step by step, like chasing a fruitless dream.

He thought she would not leave.

Maybe it's because I'm used to the chasing figure, maybe I've been lonely for too long, I don't know when it started, when Yechuan dreamed back at midnight, he would always hear the crisp ringtone.

"Is the god annoyed? Don't want to see me?"

Those big eyes were wet, and it seemed that tears would drop in the next second.

But he just didn't understand her persistence, that's why he went down to the mortal world, willing to experience love and hate, and taste all the hardships.

How to tell the little fox that he is not impatient, but he has never experienced it?

Now he finally understands.

The little fox doesn't need him anymore.

Ye Chuan closed his eyes, the emptiness in his chest was more unbearable than the collapse caused by the loss of spiritual power.The fine sweat has turned into bean-sized sweat beads, flowing down the crow-like temples.His lips pursed slightly, and for the first time, his calm heart felt like a needle prick.

"God Lord!"

Suddenly, a bell sounded from outside the sky, as if a ray of light pierced through a chaotic nightmare.

Ye Chuan suddenly raised his head, and saw a snow-white nine-tailed fox rushing towards him through the thick smoke and scorched earth, jumping over countless engulfing cracks.

"I'm here to protect the gods!" Xi Mei flicked the bell around her neck, and her nine tails spread out like clouds.

"The seal... is about to break."

In ancient times, there was a ninety-nine and 81-way demon-subduing array set up by the Taoist ancestors. The demon ancestors, not to be outdone, created the same number of immortal-killing arrays.

Thousands of red lights converged into one point, piercing towards Lu Qingheng with the momentum of splitting mountains and seas.

Caught off guard by this accident, Lu Qingheng's pupils shrank suddenly, and he only had time to turn sideways slightly, shielding the Lingyuan sword in front of his chest, and the red light pierced his body with a "puchi".

Lu Qingheng fell straight into the sea of ​​blood whose seal had been completely broken like a kite with a broken string.

Countless monsters swarmed up to eat him, but they were swept away by Lingyuan's sword energy, and screamed back to dodge.

The Lingyuan sword seemed to be the last guard, and the remaining spiritual power turned into a small film of light, wrapping Lu Qingheng in it.

However, the Zhuxian Formation did not stop, and the next attack was just around the corner!

At this critical moment, a red figure descended from the sky and dragged Lu Qingheng out of the formation!

The sharp light of the knife turned into tens of thousands of beams, striking at the pentagram and the demons surrounding it.

"Sorry, I'm a little late." Chaoci, dressed in red and with black hair, fluttered in the air, "Are you okay?"

Lu Qingheng wiped off the blood from the corner of his lips: "It's okay."

Chaoci looked at him silently, and Lord Xindao Qijue was indeed fierce, hurting Lord Qingheng by seven points, showing no mercy at all.And in the case of serious injuries, Lu Qingheng can still support it for so long...

Chaoci hugged him, but fortunately his family is not keen on fighting...

"I just received the news that the Demon Ancestor escaped from the sea of ​​blood and appeared in the Immortal Realm. He had already fought a battle with Lord Qijue in Lianhua Pond, triggered the Demon Subduing Formation, and was temporarily suppressed at the bottom of the mountain."

Lu Qingheng immediately said: "How is Ah Yan?"

Chao Ci: "A small injury, not as serious as your injury."

"That's right," Lu Qingheng seemed to be thinking of something, the corners of his pale lips curled up, he shook his head and said with a smile, "To be able to fight against the Demon Ancestor, I'm afraid he could only wish for it."

Fang Yan refused to see him, and Lu Qingheng was alone in the sea of ​​blood, so he didn't dare to be distracted and contact him.But just now, Chaoci brought Fang Yan's news, even if it was just a few words, it made Lu Qingheng feel flustered, and couldn't bear it anymore.

He paused, took the initiative to activate the sound transmission array, and sent an "intercom application" to Fang Yan.

After three seconds of silence, there was a "beep", and the sound transmission array was cut off by Fang Yan.

Lu Qingheng: "..."

It seems that he is still angry, Lu Qingheng pursed the corners of his lips, fortunately he was just testing it secretly and did not show it in front of Chao Ci.

But he was seriously injured and lost blood, and the worry and loneliness in his heart could no longer be concealed.

Seeing his expression, Chao Ci made guesses: "Mr. Qingheng didn't get in touch with Mr. Qijue? He might just concentrate on fighting."

Lu Qingheng: "..."

But Fang Yan is fine.Lu Qingheng quickly calmed down and said, "The seal of the blood sea has been broken, I have some ideas."

"The Demon Ancestor was born in a sea of ​​corpses and blood. After escaping from Sanqingling, he used his immortal body to reshape his soul. The source of his power has always been the sea of ​​blood."

"As long as the sea of ​​blood is sealed instead of completely disappearing, the power of the Demon Ancestor will never be exhausted."

Chaoci looked at Lu Qingheng and smiled slightly: "I see the same thing."

"I've always thought these things are an eyesore and disgusting," the black-haired young man in red narrowed his eyes, "Let's clear the sea of ​​blood and play today."

As if following the thoughts of the two of them, Fang Yan and Sikong Yugang expressed their wish of "itchy hands and want to fight", the hill made of cracked rocks trembled.

"...It's really in disrepair for a long time," Sikong Yu said, "Let's cooperate?"

"Okay," Fang Yan cut off for the nth time those Wenshen messages who just learned the news that he thought the Demon Ancestor had hit the fairyland, so he frantically harassed him with a sound transmission array, and couldn't help chopping his feet on the spot, "This mountain can collapse. Hurry up?"

Sikong Yu: "..."

Demon Ancestor Luohu had just been pressed at the bottom of the mountain by the Demon Subduing Formation, and he was forced to listen to a group of juniors expressing how much they wanted to fight him as soon as possible, almost laughed out of anger.

A little red light started from the middle of the mountain, like a crazy seed stretching out its roots in all directions, thousands of magic breaths shot out, piercing the entire Demon Subduing Array and the mountain to pieces!

Demon Ancestor Luohu did not give the two of them time to react, and rushed towards Sikong Yu, who looked even more silly and sweet, with lightning speed. At the same time, a hundred-foot-tall Fang Tianhalberd was formed in his hand, and swept towards Fang Yan who was not far away. .

While hiding, Sikong Yu shouted at Fang Yan: "Why did the Demon Ancestor target me first when he came out?"

Candle Dragon fired a string of dazzling sparks at the sky halberd above, "Because you look more like a scumbag!" Fang Yan gritted his teeth.

The two wrestled with Luo Hu for a while, Sikong Yu seemed invincible, when the Demon Ancestor swung the magic halberd, he bumped into the back of the halberd, like a shooting star flew out and disappeared into the clouds.

Now, Mo Zu put all his energy on Fang Yan.Fang Yan's pressure increased sharply, but his whole body became more excited. The red murderous aura engulfed the candle dragon like a hurricane, and collided with the stronger Fang Tianji.

"boom--"

The earth is shaking and the mountains are shaking.

Fang Yan retreated ten steps in a row, but the demon ancestor remained motionless.

Facing such a monster who is almost invulnerable to swords and guns, it was as if Liu Si faced the rock and the stream faced the sea.Fang Yan dodged the blow skillfully, and the sword crossed at a tricky angle, blocking the path of the Demon Ancestor.

At the same time, the disappeared Sikong Yu suddenly appeared behind the Demon Ancestor, and with the force of falling from a high altitude, the long sword cut across a snow-white arc of light, sealing the Demon Ancestor's back path.

"The boy is despicable!" Mo Zu paused, opened his shoulders and chest at the same time, facing the combined attack of the sword, finally scratched a trace of oily skin.

"I learned it from my seniors!" Fang Yan didn't want to fight after the hit, and retreated at the same moment as Sikong Yu, avoiding the magic breath that hit like Mount Tai.

This move of "eye for an eye" completely angered Luo Hu.He let out a roar, and the magic breath all over his body was soaring, and his whole body soared dozens of times, almost turning into a walking hill.

When he took one step, the lotus pond was shattered into powder, and when he took the second step, the entire Demon Subduing Formation was completely scrapped.

"I recognize you." The Demon Ancestor waved Fang Tianji with his big palm-like hand, and touched the candle dragon as thin as a willow leaf. "Your face is exactly the same as that heart demon."

"Its owner is your Taoist companion?" Demon Ancestor said casually, "Triggering the Immortal Execution Formation I left behind, it should be dead by now."

Fang Yan faced the Demon Ancestor with his current body, it was like an ant facing an elephant, and he had to concentrate all his attention to the extreme in order to find a chance of life in a desperate situation.

Now hearing this sentence, Fang Yan couldn't help shaking his hands, and was almost chopped off by the Demon Ancestor!

"Calm down!" In the blink of an eye, Sikong Yu's sword swept away, and the moment he slightly raised Fang Tianji, he pulled Fang Yan out from under the sharp blade!

"Mr. Qingheng is fine!" Sikong Yu and Fang Yan were staggered by Gang Feng, "Chaoci is also in the sea of ​​blood, he told me just now!"

"But he must be injured..." Fang Yan said in a daze, "Is it serious?"

"How do I know?!" Sikong Yu hated iron but steel, "I heard that you just rejected Qing Hengjun's sound transmission array!"

"Remember now? If you have the ability to ask yourself!"

Sikong Yu consciously diverted most of the Demon Ancestor's attack, leaving Fang Yan a little breathing space.

This time is too precious, Fang Yan's lips trembled, and he opened the sound transmission array with trembling hands, his voice was hoarse as if it contained blood:

"...Lu Qingheng."

This second seemed as long as a day, and he heard the familiar breathing sound from a distant time and space.

"Ayan, are you injured?" Lu Qingheng said.

Fang Yan originally had a lot of words stuck in his heart and couldn't express it. Hearing this sentence, he couldn't control it anymore and said, "I'm fine."

"I didn't cut off your sound transmission on purpose just now. Too many people came to me, which affected my fight..." Fang Yan continued in one breath, "Are you injured? With Chaoci? What are you doing?"

This was the first time they had spoken to each other since they had been fighting these days.

After Fang Yan opened his head, Lu Qingheng also blurted out what he wanted to say but couldn't say.

"I'm fine, just a little injury." Lu Qingheng lowered his voice, appearing gentle and affectionate, overshadowing the hoarseness and weakness, "The seal of the blood sea is broken, Chaoci and I want to completely empty the blood sea, use the magic weapon Led to the barren land..."

They said a few words in a hurry, but they still couldn't finish it.But Sikong Yu was so irritated that he couldn't stand it anymore, he thought to himself that he didn't want to fight anymore, and he also wanted to communicate with Chaoci!

"Stop chatting! Your friends are still struggling!" Sikong Yu shouted.

Fang Yan hung up with some embarrassment, and rejoined the battle.

Si Kongyu still had lingering fears in his heart when he recalled this fight many years later.

He is not like Fang Yan, a fighting maniac, who finds it boring after fighting for a while, but the Demon Ancestor seems to be made of iron, with inexhaustible power, and he dragged them to bruises all over their bodies, and their spiritual power was almost exhausted.

Fortunately, their achievements were remarkable, and the Demon Ancestor was also injured, his mana was drained as the sea of ​​blood was cleared, and his movements gradually slowed down.

……

When that ray of golden light flew from the sky, Fang Yan and Sikong Yu were paralyzed in the ruined walls, almost unable to stand up.

Rahu slammed his halberd on the ground, buried his head and gasped for breath, felt the golden light, and suddenly raised his head.

"Luo Hu, stop making trouble."

Clothed in blue, he disappeared into the clouds. Daozu held Sanqing Ling in his hand, and said to the demon master whose eyes were suddenly bloodshot: "...you lost, come back."

Luo Hu stared at Hongjun steadfastly. After a long while, he lowered his head and laughed at himself. His face changed, and the remnants of immortality faded away, turning into a clear and handsome face.

His figure flickered, as if a gust of solitary wind had found its home, the golden-red devilish energy gathered from all directions and returned to Sanqing Ling.

……

An hour later, the four finally met in the fairy world.

Sikongyu was covered in blood, and when he saw Chaoci, he threw himself on him, and dragged Chaoci to change his clothes and take a bath.

Lu Qingheng and Sikong Yu lay on a piece of grass that was lucky enough to survive, shoulder to shoulder, looking up at the Nine Heavens after the war.

"You liar," Fang Yan said, "you are obviously hurt more than me!"

"Sorry," Lu Qingheng pointed to his abdomen kindly, "We seem to be hurt in the same place."

Fortunately, the fairy body has a strong self-healing ability, and it has begun to heal now, without pain and a little itchiness.

Lu Qingheng seemed to think of something, and suddenly laughed: "It seems that we are really destined. A Yan, can you admit me now?"

"Admit what?" Fang Yan leaned on his arm and asked knowingly, "Admit that you like me?"

"Yes." Lu Qingheng replied without hesitation, "I have liked you for a long time.

"……And you?"

Fang Yan turned his head and met a pair of deep and gentle eyes.

For a moment, he had the illusion that he was almost drowning in it, which made him hurriedly look away, and said in his mouth: "Hmph, we are obviously just friends with benefits."

Lu Qingheng: "..."

However, friends with benefits are better than rivals, at least they have had the closest relationship, which is much better than before.

"Okay." Lu Qingheng nodded seriously, "It seems that I haven't become a regular yet."

"Then can I pursue you again, Lord Qijue?"

Fang Yan leaned over and took a bite on his chin.

"You can figure it out!"

Thus, a pursuit of the knowledge of the Three Realms began.