Jizhou has a vast territory and is the most extensive in Kyushu.

At that time, it took Qin Feng an hour and a half to rush from outside Kunlun Mountain to the land of the frozen Nangong Yiren.

At this moment, from here to Yuzhou, although the cultivation has crossed several steps, from the fake baby directly to the peak of the Yuan Baby, the speed has skyrocketed a lot, but it still takes three quarters of an hour.

This still relies on somersault clouds, if not, at least half an hour!

But even if it's three quarters of an hour... It's been too long, too.

For those who are fighting, don't say a quarter of an hour, every second is on the verge of life and death.

A golden light pierced the sky.

Above the somersault cloud, Qin Feng's brows were furrowed, and there was anxiety in his eyes, he could feel that in the direction of Yuzhou Immortal City, that old Wang Ba was there!

What worries him the most... That's it!

And it happened!

That old Wang Ba hated him to the bone, if he knew that Song Lan and the others were his mother and sister, I was afraid that things would be troublesome, and they would be more than lucky, he didn't think that old Wang Ba would be kind.

And by Qin Feng's side, with a graceful figure, a purple skirt with a suspender belt, accompanied by three thousand green silks fluttering in the wind, Nangong Yiren looked down from the somersault cloud, and saw the earth full of corpses, and saw rivers of blood, dead people who fell to the ground everywhere, and the originally magnificent cities were all destroyed.

The mortals who were on the ruins, holding the corpses of their loved ones and weeping bitterly...

The wind of sorrow blows the earth.

Nangong Yiren couldn't help but have red eyes...

The Kyushu disaster, in fact, the most suffering is these mortals, no matter what the monks say, there is still the power of a battle, at least... They know what's going on.

But what about these mortals?!

I don't know anything, disaster falls from the sky, and Deathmatch doesn't know how to die, I don't know it.

Qin Feng stood at the front of the somersault cloud, his hands in his trouser pockets, the wind whistling swept a few wisps of emanation in front of his forehead, and in those emanating and covering eyes, there was a cold cold light.

'Old Wangba...!'

————

Beyond the realm of clouds and water.

Not far from the Yunshui Realm, there is a 'nameless' small realm.

Above the clouds of this realm.

"Captain Shan, the search of the west side of this realm has been completed, and as expected, this is a thin small realm, not only are there monks, but even the creatures derived from it are very few, and the low intelligence is terrifying, and there is no trace of the demon monkey. ”

One day, the centurion respectfully reported the results of his search in front of Shan Yu.

"Hmm. ”

Shan Yu's face did not change, he just nodded lightly, he was not surprised at all by this situation, from the moment he led someone to search, he never thought that he would find the trace of the 'Demon Monkey'.

And to be honest, he didn't want to find either...

Not only him, but the army searched everywhere for the entire thirty-six days, and none of the army wanted to find it.

Because whoever finds it is responsible, and once it is found, the first person to bear the brunt is himself.

Maybe you'll be killed.

After all, no one knows how strong that 'Demon Monkey Heart' is, and the notice given by the Immortal Court is to be arrested with confidence, and a 'Heart' has no power.

But the notice of the fairy court... No one knows that it's a fool, and it's just for you to die.

What kind of character is Monkey King, the characters who were helpless to be the immortals and Buddhas back then, once they meet, it is really unknown whether they can go back to breakfast alive.

Immediately afterwards, there were four more centurions of heavenly soldiers, who came to report to Shan Yu one after another, without exception, they all did not gain anything, and Shan Yu was very satisfied with this result.

Originally, the search for this kind of thing was to complete the task explained above.

"Okay, next realm. ”

"Captain Shan, we have searched seven interfaces in a row, and the brothers are a little tired, so it is better to rest..."

Before the centurion could finish speaking, Shan Yu glared at him fiercely.

"Now that the heavenly soldiers from all walks of life are gathering in the Southern Regions, we must complete the task as soon as possible and return to the headquarters of the army. ”

The voice was cold.

"Yes. ”

"Yes. ”

“...。 ”

He brought five hundred heavenly soldiers, that is, five centurions, and they were all frightened at the moment, and they all gave up their hands.

Shan Yu lowered his head slightly, glanced at the boundary map in his hand, according to the task assigned to him above, he still had thirteen interfaces to search, and the next realm... It is a small barbarian realm called 'Yunshui'.

It can be regarded as a small realm of cultivation that has begun to take shape.

With a very normal mentality, Shan Yu didn't care about anything, and led the five hundred heavenly soldiers out of this 'nameless' small realm and began to march towards the Yunshui realm.

However... He would never have thought of it.

His luck turned out to be so good, thousands of teams scattered to search the heavenly soldiers, but he won the lottery in a single rain, and it was a special prize, this luck did not buy a lottery ticket is sorry for his mother to give birth to him.

This barbarian small world, which is no longer ordinary in his eyes, will become a nightmare for his life.

Wrong...

It's supposed to be a Nightmare of Death!

————

Cloud and water realm, fairy city.

The battle is still going on in this Qingmen area...

If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, you wouldn't have believed it if you were killed.

The 60,000 Kunlun disciples, plus a group of Immortal Alliance monks who had been seriously injured by the shock, actually survived the fierce onslaught of these millions of Heavenly Star Sect disciples!

One tea, two tea...

The fight continues!

The Immortal Alliance monks and Kunlun disciples have no intention of retreating at all, they are all fighting to the death!

The pavilions and towers in the entire Qingmen area are collapsed and collapsed, and the piles are all bombed into slag, the corpses are all over the field, the blood flows like a river, and the roar with the sound of self-explosion constantly sounds, resounding in the sky.

One by one, the seriously injured Immortal League monks, knowing that they had no hope of surviving, rushed into the army of the Heavenly Star Cultists with their lives, and launched a self-explosion with wild laughter, pulling dozens of people to accompany them to the funeral.

Tragic!

Great!

The Jingmen area is the safest area in the fairy city, because Jingmen and Qingmen are exactly opposite, and the distance between the two is also the farthest.

There are thousands of mortals here, and they are also the only group of mortals in the immortal city, these mortals are the employees and family members of the Qin Group, Deng Qing, Nangong Yiren's younger brother, Zuo Yingjie, and Dawang Xiaowang are all here.

This group of mortals looked at the scene in front of them, and they were already too frightened to know what to do.

Zuo Yingjie watched the fight of this group of monks, for him, this was a 'fairy fight', completely confused, he couldn't help but think... Where did Qin Feng go?!

And on the sixteenth floor of Tongxian Pavilion.

Song Lan was compassionate and kind by nature, he couldn't bear to look at this bloody scene, and retreated to the pavilion to rest, Lin Yuechan, Yun Ling, and Luo Qinghan were all looking at the direction of Qingmen, looking at the Immortal League monks who were desperately blocking the Heavenly Star Sect Master, and couldn't help but follow tightly.

Qin Chuxue looked nervously in the direction outside the city.

There's an extremely interesting standoff going on.

One pig, one dog, one king and eight kings.