A long and narrow mountain range located between humans, monsters, and demons. There are countless naturally formed dense restrictions under the roots of this mountain range, which divides the place into three. One is the human world in the south, and the other is the western world.
The Demon Clan World, and the third one is the Nishang World where the Demon Clan thrives from generation to generation. The territory and luck of the Nishang World are far less than those of the other two worlds, but it has vast wilderness, so there are many herding horses, and the Demon Clan is born with
With bravery and reproduction from generation to generation, we have the strength to dominate the world in this place.
To the east of Boundary Mountain is already the boundary of Nishang World. In a valley, an eleventh-level demon monk is lying on the top of the mountain and taking a nap. This person is one of the demon clan’s curtain rollers. The so-called
A curtain roller is actually a person who uses special rune stones to open the boundary walls between two worlds. The boundary walls are thick. If ordinary people want to go from one world to another, they need to break the boundary, so they have the position of this curtain roller.
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Every time the demons move south, with hundreds of thousands of iron cavalry running rampant, they need the help of this curtain roller to open the sky curtain of the boundary wall. Otherwise, only monks who have reached the fifth realm can break through the boundary with their own strength.
Suddenly, the man who rolled up the curtain suddenly woke up. He stood up and looked to the north. He suddenly saw a long river formed by ancient swords, and above the long river stood a graceful human sword cultivator in white. The human sword
Xiu's sword intent was so intense that he could hardly open his eyes to observe carefully. It was obvious that his realm had surpassed his own.
"Yan Beichen?!"
The demon monk suddenly gritted his teeth and shouted: "What do you mean?"
"I'll use it!"
Yan Beichen raised his hand and pointed, and a wisp of sword energy burst out, directly creating a huge gap in the boundary wall. It was completely unreasonable. While the curtain roller was stunned, he had already controlled the long river formed by the ancient swords and charged forward.
Enter the world of neon clothes.
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"you?!"
The man who rolled the curtain wanted to yell and scold him, but he didn't dare. The other party was a fourteenth-level sword cultivator, and he wanted to kill a mere eleventh-level swordsman. Isn't that the legendary effort of a simple effort? Besides, there have been rumors in the Nishang world recently about Yan Yan.
Beichen is about to have a battle with the demon clan Man Yuan and Liu Bai. Even if Yan Beichen breaks through the boundary, he is not coming down for Nishang Tian.
There was thunder in the sky, and Yan Beichen wielded the sword very quickly.
In less than a stick of incense, it has passed through the center of the world of neon clothes. Suddenly, a gray figure rises from the mountains in front of it and turns into a statue of hundreds of feet. It is an old man who looks like an immortal.
Gu, dressed in gray and white robes, is none other than Ran Qing, a peak monk of the Thirteenth Realm in Nishang World, a person with extremely high prestige in Nishang World.
"Stay here!"
Ran Qing's huge magic form suddenly moved sideways, and he pulled out a bronze mirror magic weapon in his palm, which stopped the direction of the ancient sword. He frowned and said: "Yan Beichen, what do you mean? This is the difference between your human race and the demon race."
Liang Zi, you actually chose the battlefield in our Nishang world, isn't that too unkind?"
"I've met senior Ran Qing."
Yan Beichen stood on the river of ancient swords, respectfully clasped his fists and saluted, and then said: "Indeed, the fight between the human race and the demon clan should not have affected Chiyu, but there is no way, the human race cannot let the demon clan just sit back and watch, not to mention, even
The Demon Emperor doesn't object, so why would senior Ran Qing use his mantis as a chariot?"
"What did you say???"
Ran Qing shouted lowly: "After you, Yan Beichen, entered the Fourteenth Realm, weren't you too arrogant? As a monk in the world of neon clothes, I spoke for a world of neon clothes, and actually turned into a mantis in your mouth?"
"Whoosh!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Beichen had drawn out his sword and a sword light fell, immediately chopping the great monk's body to pieces. Ran Qing howled, vomited blood and flew back on the mountain top. In the blink of an eye, his gray-white robes were stained.
Dots of blood, and what's more terrible is the constant attack of wisps of sharp sword energy, making the great monk almost unable to breathe.
"Senior, you can't even withstand a sword strike with 20% of my sword power, and you still say you're not using a mantis as a chariot?"
Yan Beichen stood on the long river, looking down at the great demon monk. Yan Beichen's etiquette was for those who were reasonable. The demons had never been reasonable when they went south to attack human territory, so Yan Beichen met him for the first time.
Ran Qing's first clasped fist salute was already the last etiquette. What other etiquette can be said after that?
On the top of the mountain, Ran Qing gritted his teeth, his heart full of unwillingness, but he had to give in. He could feel that Yan Beichen's sword really retained its power, otherwise he might have died. However, what he was unwilling to do was
, is the gap really that big?
For thousands of years, Ran Qing has had a very high status in the Demon Clan. Not only did he establish the sect and call himself the ancestor, but he was also admired by the world. Who in the world of Nishang would not respectfully call himself "Old God"? But now, a fourteenth-year-old human race
Jing Yujian went north to enter the world of Nishang, and was about to have a real fierce battle with the demon clan in the battle of water and fire. Therefore, Ran Qing, the old god, became a mortal in the saying "When gods fight, mortals suffer."
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This blow was somewhat unbearable.
"Fellow Taoist Ran Qing."
At this time, a voice came to Ran Qing's ear, saying: "Let Yan Beichen pass, there is no need to stop him."
Suddenly, Ran Qing's heart trembled. This voice was too familiar. Although he hadn't seen that person in nearly a hundred years, the voice was still vaguely in his ears. The divine monks in the world of Nishang had a better way to reach heaven than the human race and the monster race.
It's difficult, but some people are exceptions. For example, this Demon Emperor is a true master of the fourteen realms of Nishang World. It's so rare!
"yes!"
Ran Qing nodded, and immediately dispersed the restrictions on the landscape, allowing Yan Beichen to pass by.
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When Yan Beichen drove the ancient sword Changhe and disappeared into the mountains and rivers, an ethereal figure fell beside Ran Qing. It was the spirit body of the Demon Emperor, but even if the spirit body arrived, it was equivalent to the arrival of the Demon Emperor in person.
"Ran Qing, see His Majesty the Demon Emperor!"
"You are Welcome."
The Demon King put one hand behind his back and said with a smile: "A hundred years ago, after taking the sword of the Soldier Saint, I have been silent for too long. I never thought that another fourteenth realm sword cultivator would be born in the human race. Tai
It’s rare.”
Ran Qing frowned: "Your Majesty, the battle between Yan Beichen and Man Yuan and Liu Bai will definitely be earth-shattering. His choice of Nishang World as the battlefield is really sinister. After this battle, half of our Nishang World will probably be shattered.
, what should we do?"
"Why should you, fellow Taoist, only look at what's in front of you?"
The Demon King smiled slightly and said: "It is true that this battle at the pinnacle of the human world will inevitably cause great damage. As you said, half of my Nishang World may be shattered. But if you have thought about the outcome, this battle,
If Yan Beichen wins, no matter whether he kills Man Yuan or Liu Bai, a lot of luck will be fed back to our Nishang world. The Nishang world itself is barren and it is difficult to have a great monk. If Yan Beichen is really powerful, he will be able to fight water and fire.
If the two demon kings in this battle are killed, then our world of Nishang will be full with just one bite."
He narrowed his eyes and said with a smile: "And if Yan Beichen is killed, what will be the final result? A fourteenth-level great swordsman died in Nishang Tianxia, and his swordsmanship was gone, but we in Nishang Tianxia still made money.
, in the next few decades, we, Nishang, will surely have sword cultivators emerge in large numbers in the world, and there will even be legendary Thirteenth Realm, or even Fourteenth Realm sword cultivators. By then, do we still need to look up to others? The so-called four northern tribes,
Will the demon clan still be the leader?"
Ran Qing suddenly realized what he was doing, and bowed his head and said: "Your Majesty has considered everything carefully, but I am being rude."
"It's fine."
The Demon Emperor smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist Ran Qing has a heart that protects the world of Nishang. I can clearly see it."
Ran Qing bowed his head, the expression on his face not changing at all.
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Two dazzling lights came from the direction of the demon clan, one was wrapped in strong flames, and the other was wrapped in the aura of the dark blue water transport avenue. The next moment, two demon kings came hand in hand, one on each side standing on the top of two mountains, barbaric.
Yuan carried the sun, moon, water and fire stick on his shoulders, looked at Yan Beichen in the distance, and said with a smile: "Master Fu Sheng was not ruthless enough back then. He should have smashed this guy's head with one punch, so that we can
The demon clan will have less trouble today."
Liu Bai was circling with water luck, holding a blue wave mace in his hand, and sneered: "That doesn't seem appropriate. If Lord Fu Sheng had killed him back then, wouldn't it be less fun today? You and I join forces to kill a human race."
For the Fourteenth Level Sword Cultivator, this beautiful talk will surely be spread throughout the ages!"
"That's the truth."
Man Yuan laughed, suddenly swung the sun, moon, water and fire stick, filled the sky with flames, and roared: "Yan Beichen, beat him to death with one stick!"
Liu Bai also swayed and separated from Man Yuan's soldiers. However, the flames between the two and the water transport road were intertwined with each other, and their murderous intent continued to increase. This is the power of the water and fire situation.
In an instant, half of the sky in the neon world turned red and half was dark blue!
Yan Beichen pointed his sword blade, and his handsome face was full of confidence. For a moment, waves rose behind him, and countless ancient swords surged, turning into violent waves and crushing the two demon kings, and Yan Beichen's sword light passed by
At that point, the sword swept out like a giant, directly hitting the offensive of the two demon kings. For a moment, a loud noise shook the entire Nishang World. Dozens of nearby peaks could not withstand such a terrifying attack.
The heavy pressure of the avenue shattered one after another. Immediately, one by one, the mountain gods and water gods left the land. Some had cracked golden bodies, and some had their souls scattered.
When gods fight, mortals suffer, but that's all.
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Snowy Tianchi and Beishan cliffs.
Lin Zhao stood on the edge of the cliff, looking at the Nishang World in the distance. Although there was a boundary wall, he could see a rainbow sword energy rising into the sky, almost cutting the Nishang World in half, and the fire and water situation in the distance
The demonic aura was equally strong, and the loud sound of the collision between the two sides spread along the earth, and even the snow-covered Tianchi in the human world buzzed and trembled along with it.
"call……"
He took a deep breath and saw how sword cultivators in the Fourteenth Realm were fighting. He really wanted to see it, but he didn't want to be in trouble. Otherwise, it would be better for Yan Beichen to choose the snowy Tianchi as the battlefield. He stands in the world of the human race.
, the combat power will also be stronger.
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The ancestral mountain of the demon clan.
The Fourteenth Realm Demon Ancestor and the Thirteenth Realm Jade Demon, the two of them stood side by side on the top of the Zushan Mountain, looking at the direction of the colorful world.
"How about a trip?"
Yu Xie pursed her red lips: "According to the current situation, Yan Beichen may not be able to defeat him in the battle of water and fire. Humph, he borrowed the swords of hundreds of thousands of soldiers of the Xia clan. In fact, he borrowed the swords of the Xia clan.
Part of the killing power of the clan army, the current combat power is indeed quite impressive!"
"Um."
Demon Ancestor nodded lightly: "All twelve realms and thirteen realms, go over together and plunder the formation for Yuan'er and Liu Bai!"
