"Luck, come and see your old friend. It turns out that Senior Youye has not died, but has hid in a stone, and has been hiding for five hundred years."

Staring at the stone tomb, Xu Yan said in a deep voice, and the night watchman hung aside and bowed to obey.

"The turtle servant of Xuanyuan Island has become a sword soul! Boy, you are so amazing. Do you know whose servant he is? He is..."

The sound in the stone was broken, as if he had noticed some incredible phenomena.

Xuanyuan Youye was speechless, and there were even more huge waves in his mind.

"What are you hiding? Does Tianyun really exist?" Xu Yan did not explain, but asked the biggest doubt in his heart.

"I don't know if Tian Yun exists or not. I only know that the heavenly tribulation follows like a shadow. In the past five hundred years, I have only one purpose. I will use the sword intent of the Douxian Sword of the Xuanyuan family to cover up the breath. I have already killed the three-headed demon kings for you. That is the full strength I have gathered over the past five hundred years. You can only resist the remaining disasters yourself."

"So your disaster is still there." Xu Yan's eyebrows were always furious, and he looked at the dark clouds in the sky. He put away his sword soul and turned around and left.

With the intent of Douxian Sword as an umbrella, Xuanyuan Youye hid in Douxian Platform for five hundred years, just to avoid the arrival of heavenly tribulation. Although the strongest man in the Xuanyuan family has the cultivation of passing the tribulation, he is a truly pitiful person.

It was so pitiful that he did not dare to show up for five hundred years. The disaster cloud that never dispersed for five hundred years became Xuanyuan Youye’s nightmare.

When someone comes out again, he will be struck by lightning, and Xu Yan has no choice but to do so. Since Xuanyuan Youye is no longer able to fight, he can only solve the rest by himself.

"Brother Yan, let's help you!" He Tian chased after him.

"It seems familiar. We have endorsed the catastrophe of Qingzhou together, and we will also endorse the catastrophe of Zhenwu together." Wang Qi looked like he was not caring.

"Brother, Fei Jiu, I don't need you this time, I'm enough for myself."

Xu Yan smiled indifferently and said, "You will only drag me down and help the Xizhou human race kill some difficult demon kings. I don't like human cultivators, but I am also a member of the human race after all."

Not saying anything more, Xu Yan did not say anything about his relationship with the Demon Emperor's nemesis, and his identity did not need to be made public. Except for Xuanyuan Youye who was hiding in the stone, no one knew that his true identity was actually the Immortal Lord Tongtian.

Perhaps what exists in his bones is Yan Tongtian's arrogance, and Xu Yan's faint smile on his lips is like standing at the head of Lingshui City back then.

"I'll be with you!"

A girl's cry came from behind him. Xu Yan stopped and looked back, made a strange smile and said, "Just wait for me, so that you can see the true abilities of your husband. I am not an ordinary person. Your husband was once a powerful immortal!"

While speaking, Xu Yan's figure flew away with the wind and disappeared invisibly. Xuanyuan Xue, who had caught up with him, grabbed the air and stood there in a daze.

Amid the roar, a chaotic demon king beast climbed up the mountain. Xuanyuan Xue could not find Xu Yan's trace, and stomped her feet to use the Dou King's sword to block the demon king's giant claws.

"He thought we were dragging us down, so he didn't think about who protected him when he was a little kid."

"That's right, I'm condemning my identity as a guard for him and saving him from Shuihuo. Now I'm disgusted with us. I'm really heartless."

"Human hearts are not old, my brother, who can we help fight the Demon Lord? There are not many good things in the Western God-turned-god."

"You need to say that it's naturally a girl named Xuanyuan, and others care about our affairs."

Wang Qi and He Tian, ​​who were regarded as a drag, lamented and jumped out to help Xuanyuan Xue fight the enemy. Many demon beasts had been attacked on Baidao Mountain, and the scene was once chaotic.

...

Returning to the chaotic ground battlefield again, Xu Yan's eyes had become cold as frost.

He didn't care about the Demon Son and the Demon Lord, and the transformation of the Anti-Sword Alliance was not worth worrying about. The real enemy was the increasingly huge Thousand-Headed Dragon, and the black hand hiding in the dark.

From beginning to end, Xu Yan could not determine who was assisting Tu Qingzhu behind the scenes.

This person is even more mysterious than Tu Qingzhu, like a sharp thorn piercing Xu Yan's heart.

The gurgling sound of swallowing interrupted Xu Yan's thoughts. Tu Qingzhu, who was hiding in the demon army, had already produced nine poems, each of which was about a meter in size, and it was a completely terrifying monster.

"You can't wait, you can get rid of the Demon Emperor first..."

In a whisper, the flame meteor took action, and the huge flame hammer that rumbling and rolling up was like a wheel of wind and fire, smashing a passage among the endless army of demons. At the end of the passage was the body of the Thousand Dragons.

"You dare to hurt my demon emperor in Ghost Face!"

The blood-red Wan Mo Yi blocked Xu Yan's way, and Wan Zang Shura was killed, and he was also severely injured and almost killed by Xuanyuan Youye.

Wan Moyi, who escaped from the disaster, forced himself to carry the severely injured body to show loyalty. Xu Yan, a scheming villain, didn't care at all. He turned the hammer and smashed it directly, and without using his strength, he smashed Wan Moyi out.

It’s not that Xu Yan’s ability has increased sharply, but that the other demons asked for was just being smashed to fly. Just shout out loud and shouted out loud, and the Demon Emperor would definitely be able to hear it.

Knowing the other party’s thoughts, Xu Yan would not waste his energy on such a threat-free guy, dragging the giant hammer and moving quickly again.

"You are no longer part of the demon clan. You retreat, otherwise you will die."

Cold words came with the wind and snow, and a cold wind and snow blew in front of him. Xue Guqing's figure appeared, and the surrounding demons immediately gave up a clearing.

The sound of the wind was turned out by the flame meteor. Xu Yan's steps paused, his eyebrows frowned, and his eyes at Xue Guqing changed a few times.

"There is no joke on the battlefield. Those who block me will be killed by me." Xu Yan's tone was still cold, the same as the other party's tone.

"You also know that this is the battlefield, and I am the leader of the guards." A trace of helplessness flashed in Xue Guqing's eyes, and as she waved her hand, black shadows appeared around her, with as many as thousands.

That is Dark Shura, each of them has the aura of a peak demon handsome man. Although they cannot reach the realm of a demon king, once these thousands of demon handsome men join forces, they can compete with the individual demon kings and god transformation, and even the peak of god transformation.

The most mysterious guards in the Wanzangling lineage are composed of these dark Shuras. As Xue Guqing waved her hand for the second time, fire lights appeared.

There are thousands of fire Shuras, and these fire Shuras have different levels of residual states. The only thing that is the appearance of the weapons they transform into is.

Thousands of Fire Shura used themselves as their weapons to transform into giant flame swords, and the hilts of these giant swords were pinched by Dark Shura's hands.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

The strange demon guards formed a copper wall and under the leadership of the leader, they protected the resurrected demon emperor.

In addition to the thousand demon generals, there are tens of thousands of Dark Shura sandstorms whistling like a sandstorm.

The rotating flame meteor became a flame in the endless demon tide, attracting the killing of countless demons. No matter how strong Xu Yan is, he is only one person, and he seems to be isolated and helpless in this vortex of the demons.

The storm of wind and snow began to gather, and the last slight shaking in her eyes returned to peace, using her talented power. Just as she was about to block Xu Yan, a strange wave of air appeared from a distance, accompanied by this wave of air was also the high and clear sound of the dragon roar!

ps: The network cable is broken, I'm sorry for the late update.
Chapter completed!