The polar night world, the sealed place.

In the final battle, the difference between the human race and the demon race is only in their positions.

Even though they cherished each other, Qingqing, and the Shui Jing Demon Emperor showed no mercy at all. They gathered all their efforts and the momentum was astonishing.

The two strongest monster clan supremes stood in Jiye, showing the most terrifying strength.

His forehead was green, dripping with blood, and the seal was briefly torn. His cultivation level rose sharply, and when he made the move, the earth shook.

As one goes and the other goes, Fa-Confucianism, which has gradually become exhausted and exhausted, gradually falls into a disadvantage.

Blood splashed like rain, dyeing the lake behind him red.

Fa Ru's figure staggered, and he could no longer even stand firmly.

Facing the two strongest emperors of the demon clan, Fa Ru knew his own ending from the moment he chose to stay.

Live an open life and never regret.

In the turbulent water waves, Qingqing and the Water Mirror Demon King swept over from left to right, attacking with heavy palms.

Fa Ru settled his body, raised his palms with great force, and blocked the powerful palm force with a bang.

"Well!"

A pool of blood splattered, staining the sky red.

Fa Ru's feet retreated continuously, and his whole body's true energy overflowed, gradually reaching the end of the chapter.

"Faru, you are at the end of your rope!"

The aftermath shook, and five steps away, Qingqing stopped, stretched out his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked at the head of the Confucian sect in front of him, and said.

She did not expect that the head of the Confucian School of Law and Confucianism could push them to such an extent.

"Do you have any last words?"

On the other side, the Water Mirror Demon King suppressed the injuries in his body, looked at the respectable human race strongman in front of him, and said sternly.

"The human race will never be defeated!"

Under his red hair, Faru gasped and spoke in a hoarse tone. At this moment, his consciousness seemed to have begun to blur.

The blood that was lost dyed the ground beneath him red. Faru stood there, unable to move even a step.

"Respectable strong man of the human race, have a safe journey!"

Qingqing stepped forward, raised his right palm, and the demonic energy surged, wanting to end this miserable battle with his own hands.

However.

Just then.

Qingqing and the Water Mirror Demon Emperor were shocked. They looked towards the deepest part of the polar night world and their expressions changed.

Deep in the polar night.

The hinterland of the demon tribe.

Lord Bai Di was in charge of the gate alone and stopped all the demon kings.

First there was Chisong, then there was Bai Di, the great king of Mobei, who was brave and good at fighting and could not lose to anyone.

The night wind is rustling, the cold night is blowing, and the chilling sound in the ears is driving people crazy.

In the dark night, Li Ziye's figure passed by faster and faster.

All the bumps in the road have been smoothed out by the seniors behind me, and the road ahead is smooth.

Hope is right in front of you!

The distance of less than two miles is not too far for a warrior.

Not long after, Li Zi arrived at night, and there was no one around.

The best opportunity is not to be missed.

Li Ziye looked at the ground beneath him, and thrust the sword in his hand downwards.

He believed that the oil reservoir must be down here.

"boom!"

The moment the sword edge was about to hit the ground, from a distance, an extremely powerful palm force shot through the air and directly knocked Li Ziye away from the oil reservoir.

Splashing blood stained the night sky red. Ten feet away, Li Ziye stumbled to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of vermilion.

"The human race always thinks that it is the spirit of all things and believes too much in its own wisdom. However, in the eyes of our demon race, the human race is the stupidest race."

As soon as he finished speaking, at the end of the night, a handsome man stepped forward. His appearance was no different from that of a human being, but his aura was cold and cold.

"Who are you?"

Seeing the person coming, Li Ziye looked shocked and said, "People!"

"people?"

Ananda looked at his hands and said calmly, "That was a hundred years ago."

"Why?"

When Li Ziye heard this, his face darkened and he said, "Since you are a human being, why would you want to join the demon clan?"

"Life is short, how can it be compared with the long lifespan of the demon clan."

Ananda looked indifferent and said, "Why don't you join me, the demon clan, and I can spare your life."

"Can't do it!"

Li Ziye said in a deep voice, "Although I am greedy for life and afraid of death, I will not recognize a thief as my father."

"What a pity."

Ananda regretfully shook his head and his figure moved instantly.

The roar of the four sacred halls was deafening.

An incomparably powerful warrior from the four realms, with astonishing power.

Li Ziye's expression changed slightly. In front of Hengjian, the true energy in his body surged, and he tried to block the attack.

Hearing a sudden earthquake, Li Ziye stepped back a few steps, holding the sword in his hand, blood dripping down his face, adding to his injuries.

The absolute gap in realm is so huge and disappointing.

After a palm strike, Ananda's figure swept forward again, and struck out with sudden strikes, killing him one after another.

There was no room for breathing, and the heavy palm was like a stormy wave, threatening to swallow up the young man in front of him.

Seeing this, Li Ziye stepped down and split his body into two, avoiding the force of the former's palm.

"Flying Immortal Technique, the two swords want to separate from the wind!"

The reappearance of the Flying Immortal Technique is more powerful than before. The three attributes of the true energy are integrated to add the power of sword moves.

However.

Still in vain!

All around Ananda, the demonic aura turned into a bright mirror, and the stream of light overflowed. The power of the sword came back, repelling the two sword lights that came through the air.

Ten steps away, Li Ziye staggered to steady himself, his eyes filled with shock, and he said in disbelief, "You are from the Buddhist sect!"

Although the aura of the move just now has changed, it is definitely the mirror of the third degree of Bodhi.

"oh?"

Ananda narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "You can actually see that the moves I used come from Buddhism. It seems that you have a close relationship with Buddhism. Yes, a hundred years ago, a poor monk named Ananda."

"Ananda?"

Li Ziye was shocked, he had heard of this person.

This Ananda is not the disciple of the Buddha in myths and legends, but the leader of Western Zen in the previous generation of Qingdeng Temple. He was the most likely person to defeat the contemporary Western Buddha to become the presiding officer of Qingdeng Temple.

However, a hundred years ago, the leader of Western Zen disappeared mysteriously and was never heard from again. Unexpectedly, he betrayed the human race and turned into a monster.

"I haven't met a human race for a long time, so I talked too much. I'm sorry."

Ananda said calmly, "Okay, now it's time to give you a ride so that you can go on your way with peace of mind."

After saying this, Ananda's figure swept out again, and with earth-shattering power, he struck at the strong man with his palms.

"The Most Holy Fighting Technique."

Forced into a desperate situation, Li Ziye used his severe injuries to force the Supreme Saint to fight.

In an instant, three streams of true energy rushed into the divine treasure, and majestic and endless power surged out.

"Awesome and powerful energy!"

In the Haoran Chapter, the strongest defensive move, invisible and colorless energy spread all over Li Ziye, blocking the former's palm power.

However, the palm power of the four realms was invincible, and the awe-inspiring Gangqi broke in response.
To be continued...