Tianyuan Sword Pavilion, Ten Thousand Demon Abyss.

A hundred zhang of light fell violently, turning into a lock demon tower and standing.

Immediately after, a blood-colored tiger roared and sank into a stone statue the size of a mountain.

And in the High Heaven Plain, Lin Fei sighed softly.

This is not a foolproof solution.

When Lin Fei obtained the Zhuxian Sword, he heard a message from the demon clan, that is, the Seven Nights Demon Lord was in the north to quell the chaos and could not withdraw for the time being.

Here's the key. It can make a Demon Emperor go to quell the chaos and can't get out for the time being......

In other words, his opponent is also a strong man in the same realm. Otherwise, the power of the emperor can wipe out the enemy with a single thought, how can he not pull away?

I only hope that the unknown Demon Emperor can hold off Nanaya and his men for as long as possible. Otherwise, he didn't have to take action personally, and the two Heavenly Demons would be able to overturn the Ten Thousand Demon Yuan Seal.

At that time, the whole world will ......

Well, there's no point in thinking about that.

Lin Fei sighed imperceptibly and shook his head.

The battle between the two Immortal Emperor powerhouses had reached a level unimaginable to ordinary immortals and demons. It may be possible to distinguish the winner in just a few days, but it may also be arranged with each other in rhyme, sitting and facing each other for 3,000 years.

There have been such examples in history where the Great Emperor of the Spirit Race and the Great Emperor of the Shura Clan fought for the ownership of the thirty-six kingdoms of God. The others were afraid that they would be confused, so they saw the two emperors sitting cross-legged and looking at each other, as if they had done nothing.

It is that the two of them are surrounded by various divine patterns, containing the power of many terrifying laws, and they are expanded into fields.

Truly "nuanced" level battles that use power to the limit. After more than 2,000 years of confrontation, the two of them remained motionless and did not dare to show the slightest flaw. The area where the two are fighting, time and space are disordered, and countless laws have been rewritten.

For example, the laws of death are forcibly distorted into "death if you blink your eyes", "if you move, you die", "if you open your mouth", and so on;

And the meaning of time is even more bizarre, maybe the outside world has passed for a moment, and the two in the inner world have been facing each other for a hundred years. It is also possible that a thousand years have passed in the outside world, and in the eyes of the two, only one day has passed.

The reason why the Immortal Emperor realm makes countless Tianjiao with astonishing luck can only look at it and sigh is naturally reasonable. After reaching that realm, he was no longer a life form that the Heavenly Demon Xuan Immortal could imagine, and all kinds of power and power could make others die extremely bizarre with just the slightest hint.

Even when I die, I don't understand how I died......

In that battle, there was a Guapi Xuan Immortal who wanted to figure out the Great Dao runes at close range, but he was directly stunned in place. It wasn't until the others noticed that something was wrong that they realized that he was only an empty shell body left, and the primordial spirit had long been annihilated.

And the powerhouses of the Immortal Emperor realm often don't make trouble to the point where they have to live or die. After all, it is not easy for anyone to reach this position, and who is willing to easily risk life and death?

Therefore, when two camps with an Immortal Emperor each go to war, in fact, it is often the strongest combat power under them that is pitiful. Because the two Immortal Emperor powerhouses will fall into a confrontation, it is more of a temptation.

Unless you are sure that the other party is weaker than you and has a greater chance of winning, you will definitely not fight to the death. Any conflict of interest can be "resolved peacefully" by the victory or defeat of subordinates.

Of course, this peace is for the Immortal Emperor himself, but for their subordinate vassals, it is a tragic purgatory-level battle.

"Wang!Wang!" the barking of the dog interrupted Lin Fei's thoughts.

The Howling Sky Demon Dog looked at him with bared teeth, saliva dripping from his mouth, as if he was about to pounce on it and bite it in the next moment.

"Yang Jian's Roaring Heavenly Dog, pitiful, his body was still used by Duan Canghai after death. ”

"Well, I'll free you. Lin Fei pointed out, and a turquoise wave of light directly submerged into its body.

The demonic energy in the Howling Sky Demon Dog's body quickly dissipated, and then it fell to the ground with a "poof".

The eyes that slowly closed seemed to have a hint of gratitude and relief, and then they closed heavily. Its flesh turned into countless particles of light, scattered in a flutter.

......

The surging Yellow River, turbid waves.

It is about 5,464 kilometers long and produces 1.6 billion tons of sediment every year, of which 1.2 billion tons flow into the sea, leaving the remaining 400 million tons in the lower reaches of the Yellow River for many years, forming an alluvial plain.

There are many records in history about the flooding of the Yellow River and the poor livelihood of the people in the area through which it flows.

A large amount of sediment has been deposited, so that the river has a muddy yellow color all year round. No matter how it changes, it always carries an innate yellow, which seems to be soaked in every drop of river water and cannot be changed.

When the sun sets, if you are a poet, you may have the feeling of the sunset over the long river.

But as a fisherman in a fishing village in the basin, the white-haired old man has no such thoughts. Rely on the mountains to eat the mountains, rely on the water to eat the water.

For him, every day is no different, but the harvest is different.

He carried the net, and the gray fish in it were still fluttering and struggling.

Suddenly, the Yellow River on the side let out an angry roar, which made the white-haired old man subconsciously look over.

At a glance, he almost collapsed at the sight before him.

Sand.

The overwhelming sand sprang out of the Yellow River for no apparent reason.

Like the yellow sand in the desert, there is not the slightest moisture, obscuring the brilliance of the setting sun and spreading a large shadow.

The old man was so frightened that he forgot to flee for his life, and many folk legends about the Yellow River flashed in his mind.

However, no matter what the legend is, there seems to be no claim that the Yellow River would suddenly set off a sandstorm on both banks.

The old man closed his eyes in despair, thinking that he was dead.

"It's just a pity that I couldn't see the baby find his daughter-in-law. ”

"Boom-"

Countless sandstorms violently lined up on both sides of the Yellow River, drowning everything.

Trees, flowers, rocks, and dikes were not spared.

"I... I'm not dead yet?" the old man trembled and touched his body.

Not only is it intact, but the particles of sand and dust have not been touched.

"What's possible?!" the old man looked around in horror in tongue.

The thick sand and dust had reached a point where it was submerging his waist. However, he was at a height of one meter, but there was not a grain of sand.

Even the fish are still jumping around, trying to break free from the nets.

Although the old man has never believed in science in his life, he also wants to shout that this is not scientific at this time!

Just when he was at a loss, a man's voice rang out: "Old man, you have nothing to do!"

"It's okay, you're okay?!" shouted the old man at the top of his voice.

"I'm fine. ”

"Oh my god, this sandstorm is terrifying, my soul is shocked!" The old man's son was also frightened, and quickly climbed on top of the pile of sand and pulled the old man up.

After the old man climbed on the sand, he immediately found that many people at the entrance of the village were standing on the sand.

Under the remnant sun like blood, these people looked straight in the direction of the Yellow River, with shocked and panicked faces.