The sea is barren and the east ridge is a hundred thousand mountains. Looking down from a high point in the air, the entire Dongling is a relatively narrow area, like a dragon and a snake, stretching for thousands of miles.

At this time, a young monk wearing a water cloud robe, was standing in the void in the northern region of Dongling. The young monk, with an indifferent expression, looked into the distance, and there was no sorrow or joy in his eyes.

Dongling is thousands of miles away, and the other three domains are all controlled by the Taihuang Gate or the Demon Clan, and only most of the Northern Regions are still in the hands of the Brahma Temple.

The young monk stood with his hands in his hands, his clear eyes seemed to reflect the life and death struggle, separation and sorrow of the millions of miles in Dongling. But no matter what, the young monk was unmoved, but looked like a breeze.

What is the joy of life, and why is it so painful to die? The young monk has already seen through reincarnation.

Because, he is called "Blue Devil", and he is the only person who is qualified to stand by the side of Molang forever.

The Blue Devil, the first demon in the Sea Wilderness, the Great War of the Immortal Ghost Sect back then, if it weren't for the mysterious Three Sons of Purple Ghost City, who was born out of thin air, then the three clones of the Blue Devil would be enough to sweep the Sea Wilderness. In the battle of the Immortal Ghost Sect, an orange clone of the Blue Devil fell.

"Immortals and ghosts fight, the green devil has hatred!" The blue devil raised his eyes to look at the sky, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

For two hundred and twenty years, the Blue Devil has been waiting. Waiting for the summons of the Demon Lang's heirs, waiting for a chance to point to the Nine Heavens.

In the void, the green devil turned into a puff of white smoke, and the blue devil's body was unparalleled. When he manifested his Dharma Body again, he was already in the clouds at a height of thousands of feet in the clouds of Yunpeng Mountain in Dongling.

At this time, there was a sudden fluctuation of breath in the void, and a figure appeared directly in front of the Blue Devil.

It was a man in a white robe, handsome, radiant, dashing, and no more than twenty-six or seventeen years old. A long silver hair, scattered to the waist, fluttering in the wind, shiny, indescribably elegant.

The white-robed man's eyes were as bright as stars. There is a self-confidence and calmness that looks down on the world and gives up on me. This white-robed man was the one Amu had seen on the steps of Brahma when he first went to the Brahma Temple.

Such a peerless figure, even standing in front of the Blue Devil, is not inferior in the slightest.

"Blue Devil, it's been a long time!" the white-robed man looked at the Blue Devil and smiled faintly.

"Oh!" the Blue Devil looked at the white-robed man with almost the same expression, not surprised at the appearance of the white-robed man, "It's been a long time!"

"I haven't seen you for 10,000 years, and your fairy posture is still the same!" the white-robed man seemed to sigh a little.

"You're still talking so much nonsense!" said the Blue Devil lukewarmly.

"Oh?haha!" the white-robed man daxiao, "the green devil is the green devil!"

"Two hundred and twenty years, you haven't heard from you, are you cultivating?Now that you're in Dongling, you're here for the Demon Lang's heir?" said the white-robed man.

"I won't tell you about it!" the Blue Devil looked at the white-robed man and sneered, "A servant for one day, a servant for life." When the Blue Devil came to Dongling, he was naturally summoned by his master! Do you still want to stop me?"

"Stop you?" The look in the white-robed man's eyes was a little complicated, a little helpless, a little self-deprecating, and then he smiled dumbly, "How could I? How dare I?"

Hearing the white-robed man say this, a trace of inexplicable sadness flashed in the eyes of the blue devil.

"That's good! After all, they are born from the same root, so why be in a hurry to fry each other?" the blue devil looked at the white-robed man, his eyes cold, "However, if you have the slightest intention of stopping me, I will kill you!"

"Perhaps, I may not be able to kill you, then you will kill me!" the blue devil paused, and said again.

The white-robed man smiled miserably and didn't say anything. No one knows the Blue Devil better than him, and the Blue Devil's words are by no means a threat or a joke.

As long as they are opposed, they will not coexist! This was the oath of the young devil back then.

"How's Granny Chika?" asked the Blue Devil.

"It's alive! The white-robed man said.

The Blue Devil nodded and said, "That's good! If something happens to Granny Qianhua, I'm not sure what kind of thing the Demon Lang Descendants will do! ”

The white-robed man smiled bitterly.

"Who is the third prince of Ziyou?" the Blue Devil suddenly asked coldly.

"He's a reincarnation cultivator!17,000 years of reincarnation, but I don't know who he is!" said the white-robed man.

"Is he the Xuan Immortal?Purple Shadow Combat Power No. 1?" the Blue Devil asked again.

"At least the Xuanxian Sevenfold Realm! In the Purple Secluded City, everything is unfathomable! Above the Purple Secluded Sky, I don't know what existence it is. Who can know who is the number one in Ziyou's combat power? However, there will definitely not be a second Heavenly Maiden. The white-robed man shook his head, as if he was a little helpless.

The Blue Devil raised his eyebrows, and a heavy murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

"The third prince's injury seems to be about to heal!" said the white-robed man with great meaning.

"Hmph!" the blue devil knew that the white-robed man was reminding him, and couldn't help but snort coldly. The figure of the Blue Devil had begun to fade, and then a sneer came out from Zuihou.

"As long as he is not in the realm of eternity, then something like the Immortal Ghost Sect will happen again. I'll kill him! I don't recognize the innocent son, but only respect the descendants of the devil. ”

"Huh?" The blue devil disappeared in an instant, but the white-robed man looked surprised.

"Kill the third son of Ziyou?" The white-robed man raised his sword eyebrows, his long silver hair fluttered in the wind, and the look in his eyes was abnormal, more surprised and incredible.

Seeing the direction in which the blue devil disappeared, it took a long time for the white-robed man's expression to gradually return to calm. He knew that the Demon Lang Descendant was in the Brahma Temple, and the Blue Devil must have gone there.

Lonely, lonely! The man in the white robe stood alone in the clouds.

This is the norm for the white-robed man, because no one knows what role he is, and even the Blue Devil doesn't understand everything he does.

"What's the joy of life, and what's the pain of death?" the white-robed man smiled casually, "Blue Devil, what if you see through reincarnation? Only the reincarnation itself knows the bitterness and joy of life!"

The white-robed man smiled meaningfully, and then faded away.

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Sea wilderness, southern desert.

The Southern Desert, also known as the Cloud Desert, is only because here, thousands of miles are white sand, and oases are rare. If we talk about the harsh living environment within the five domains, the other four domains cannot surpass the southern desert.

However, in the south of the Southern Desert, there is an oasis with a radius of hundreds of thousands of miles. More than half of the people in the southern desert live here.

Above the oasis, a city, surrounded by seven colored rays, looming, extremely ethereal. It seems to rise from the ground and float in mid-air. This is the Southern Desert Wuji City, which is known as the Southern Desert Wuji City along with the capital of the Northern Wilderness Murong Dynasty and the ghost city of the Black Water Sacred Domain in the West.

The three famous cities of the Sea Wilderness represent the three existences of the Sea Wilderness Divine Prefecture: Humans, Ghosts, and Immortals.

Legend of the Southern Desert, on the city of Wuji, there are no mortals. This is also true, because the Wuji Immortal Palace of the Seven Great Immortal Gates of the Sea Desolation is the master of this Wuji City.

There is indeed not a single mortal in Wuji City.

The Infinite Immortal Palace, the Seven Great Immortal Gates of the Sea Wilderness, seems to be somewhat similar to the Arctic Immortal Sea in the Northern Wilderness.

Sticking to its soil and keeping a low profile.

The North Desert Arctic Immortal Sea has a cold plain barrier of thousands of miles, and the Southern Desert Wuji Immortal Palace is blocked by vast white sand. However, back then, the Taihuang Gate pointed to the four domains, and this place was also conquered by the Taihuang Gate.

Wuji Palace in Wuji City, a large hall, like a fairyland.

On the Qiong platform, a woman in a water suit with a very beautiful posture and a majestic face sat high, but at this time, the woman's eyebrows were slightly frowned, which made people dare not face it.

This woman is none other than Yu Qiumu, the palace master of Wuji Palace. Behind her, there were two beautiful women, both of whom were at the high level of Soul Scattering.

At this time, under the seat of the Wuji Palace Master, the two of them knelt on one knee, as if they had just finished reporting the matter and were waiting for orders.

Those two, one of them was a green-robed Taoist priest, holding white Buddha dust in his hand, looking like a fairy wind dao bone, but his cultivation was only a high-level Great Perfection of soul cultivation.

He was none other than the Wuji Palace Xiaoyao Dao who had participated in the Immortal Ghost Sect's Holy Maiden Ceremony. At that time, Granny Qianhua spoke highly of it, saying that she was a legendary figure in the Wuji Immortal Palace.

The machine is unparalleled, although the cultivation is not high, but he often wins by outwitting, and once warned Amu Yujian that he should be careful.

The other is a nun. The female cultivator, dressed in a green dress, has a delicate body, is covered with light veil, has a beautiful appearance, is glamorous, and has an endless charm on her face, but there is a faint aura of blood and murder around her body.

If, at this time, Amu or Shen Yan saw this woman, they might have a little impression.

This green-clothed female cultivator was the one who was in the middle level of the Supreme Spirit who was in the Desolate Soul Secret Realm, could control the blood sand, deliberately released water, killed the monk of the Qingyuan Yun family, and wanted to cooperate with Amu Shenyan but was refused.

It's just that at this time, the woman's cultivation is a terrifying water tribulation.

"Easy Dao, Ju Sha Girl!" After a while, Yu Qiumu, the master of Wuji Palace, finally spoke.

"The subordinates are here!" and Ju Shanu replied at the same time.

"Since Ziyou's order is out, there is absolutely no room for maneuver, and my Wuji Immortal Palace will naturally send troops to Dongling! You two will take my five masters of Wuji Immortal Palace first, and I will arrive later!" Yu Qiu said.

"Yes!" nodded to Xiaoyaodao and Ju Shanu.

Yu Qiumu seemed to have figured out something, his brows finally stretched a little, and then he waved his hand directly to make the two of them retreat.

"Xiaoyaodao!" Xiaoyaozi was just about to retreat, but was stopped by Yu Qiumu again.

"The subordinates are here!" Xiaoyaozi bowed.

"You wouldn't admit your mistake back then, would you......? Is he?" Yu Qiumu hesitated and asked.

Although Yu Qiumu asked vaguely, Xiaoyaozi already understood.

"It must not be wrong! When he left the Arctic Immortal Sea in the Northern Wilderness Cold Plains, I accompanied the palace master to meet him!" Xiaoyaodao said with certainty.

"Hmm!" Yu Qiumu nodded, with a look of hope in his eyes, "Dongling Brahma Temple, I will definitely come in person! ”

As soon as Xiaoyao Dao and Ju Shanu saw that the palace master was fine, they bowed down and retreated, while Yu Qiumu, who was sitting on the Qiong platform, had a complicated expression.

"Nine thousand years, the past is like a dream!"

Outside the Immortal Palace.

Xiaoyaodao and Ju Shanu withdrew at the same time, looking at each other.

Ju Shanu stroked the hair on her forehead, and said with a smile to Xiaoyao: "Xiaoyao, in your opinion, this time Ziyou City is going to send a Ziyou order to send troops to Dongling, what are the odds of our Wuji Immortal Palace?"

"What are the odds of our Wuji Immortal Palace?" Xiaoyaozi sneered, "What are the chances of winning the game between Ziyoucheng and Taihuangmen, what are the chances of winning my Wuji Immortal Palace?"

"Oh?" Ju Shanu frowned, but then smiled, "Ziyou's order, it's not just my Wuji Immortal Palace family who listens to the order!

"Giggles!" Ju Sha Nu smiled, and then the jade hand stroked Xiaoyaodao's cheek, and said lightly, "Xiaoyao, this time I guess you can't decorate your soul." Be careful! It's nothing if you get to Dongling. ”

After that, the willow waist of the Jusha girl swayed lightly, and a gust of fragrant wind dispersed.

"Huh?" Xiaoyao couldn't help frowning as he watched Ju Shanu disappear.

"Purple Shadow Order, Taihuang Order?" Xiaoyao Dao muttered to himself silently, then sighed, shook off the Buddha dust, and disappeared directly.