Shura Demon Continent Calendar, Ninth New Era, 6,588 years, winter moon.

The southernmost part of the Blood Moon, in the Immortal Town, is as silent as death. More than sixty years ago, the immortal ship opened. The people in the town all followed the boat, and only the immortal old man remained.

And on this day, the immortal old man, who usually woke up after noon, seemed to wake up earlier.

Half a round of white sun, just now in the void. The immortal old man, under the old tree in the dilapidated mansion, sat up, and then stretched out a long lazy waist.

Then, squinting, the immortal old man looked at the few rays of sunlight leaking from the shade of the tree, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Because, the immortal ship is about to dock! In the Shura world, no one can perceive the existence of the immortal ship better than him.

Those big ships are all his masterpieces.

"Millions of Ancient Heavenly Soldiers!" the immortal old man sighed slightly, and there was an inexplicable complex look in his eyes. As an Immortal Primordial Immortal, it is estimated that no one knows what the Immortal Old Man is thinking in his heart.

Goodbye Immortal Old Man, he stood up completely and looked around.

In fact, the original immortal consciousness was scattered, and almost all of them were in the bottom of their eyes. However, the Immortal Old Man didn't seem to be interested in scattering those monks within a radius of tens of thousands of miles on the outskirts of Immortal Town.

patting the dust on his body, the immortal old man walked slowly towards the dock with his hands behind his back. He counted the hour, and it might be time for noon.

At this time, the immortal sky began to gradually become gloomy. It was the slightest yin qi floating from the great river of Lethe.

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The great river of Lethe River has no beginning and no end. The ship of immortality, sail on it. At this time. The ship at the front of the entire fleet was already less than 10,000 miles away from the Blood Moon Continent.

For some reason, the closer it gets to the Blood Moon Continent. The Netherworld aura on those immortal ships became heavier. At this time, many immortal ships were unexpectedly surrounded by a thick mist.

Those ships, though on each boat, contained immortal townspeople and monks from the Demon Burial Sect. However, it is dead, and it is really like a ghost ship. Maybe it's because they carry a lot of spirits.

The fog of seventy-seven ships was almost connected. Moreover, these fogs. Disperse directly into the Void. At this time, if you look down at Lethe River from the void, you will definitely see a black cloud moving in a radius of thousands of miles.

The black clouds flowed gradually. It seems to cover the blood moon.

At this time. On the immortal flagship, there were many monks standing.

The leader is naturally Xiao Luo in white, and he still stands with his hands in his hands, and his demeanor is endless. It's just that the armor and black-clothed Wenqing who came that night are gone.

On the left side of Xiao Luo is the young little six sons of Immortal Town. That little Liuzi is still dressed very casually, he is the best of all. One of the most special.

Don't look at Xiao Liuzi is very casual, like a river baby. But Xiao Luo knew. Xiao Liuzi is not an ordinary person. In the entire Immortal Town, only Xiao Liuzi is the true descendant of the Immortal Old Man.

Seventy-seven immortal ships are actually under the control of this shirtless little six. Without him, even if Xiao Luo had a million soldiers, he would not be able to transfer to the Blood Moon Continent. Because, the ancient heavenly soldiers could not pass through the guò domain gate at all, and there was only one way to forget the river.

To the right of Xiao Luo, there is a woman in Tsing Yi standing. The woman in Tsing Yi has an elegant temperament, a refined face, and two plum blossom marks on her cheeks, scattering a faint halo, which is very glamorous.

On her left wrist, she carried an ink-colored jade bracelet, with a faint black glow, which was quite peculiar.

Xuan Immortal One Heavy! Demon Burial Sect Master, Plum Blossom Elf Five. Behind her, there are still two soul-like and non-soul-like maid rings, who are cultivators and non-cultivators.

Although you are the sect master of the Demon Burial Sect, she can mobilize all the Demon Burial Sect's entire domain, and even those millions of ancient heavenly soldiers, are actually under the name of the Demon Burial Sect. However, the plum blossom elf prefers to appear as a depressed woman.

For more than 3,000 years, the plum blossom five children can be regarded as guarding the clouds and seeing the moon.

Xiao Luo finally returned safely, and what Wu'er was worried about didn't seem to have happened. Xiao Luo is still Xiao Luo, dressed in white, like a prince.

Therefore, today's Wu'er is quite happy. Her waiting, with meaning, is naturally more beautiful. As long as Xiao Luo is still there, then Wu'er one qiē is enough.

At this time, the void fluctuated, and a Xuan Immortal Triple suddenly appeared, and then fell on one knee on the deck.

"See the Sect Master, the Demon Lord!" "The Sect Master is naturally the Plum Blossom Elf Wu'er, and the Demon Lord is their Xiao Luo name. The Celestial Sevenfold Dà Perfection, the true Demon Body. The title of the Demon Lord is extremely appropriate for Xiao Luo.

"How's the way forward?" Xiao Luo didn't speak, and Plum Blossom Wu'er said calmly and majestically.

"There are thousands of miles in a radius, and there is no abnormal movement! The first ship is still seven thousand miles away from the Blood Moon Continent. One qiē is normal!" The Xuan Immortal Triple replied extremely neatly.

"Let's find out and report again!" Plum Blossom Wu'er nodded. The Xuan Immortal Monk nodded, and then disappeared in an instant. These are all the people of the Demon Burial Sect.

"It seems that the Xuantian Pavilion will not cause any trouble in the Lichuan River?"

"The Demon Lord is polite!Maybe the Blood Moon Cultivator was shocked by this large cloud qi!" Xiao Liuzi's smile was very sunny and innocent, "However, with Grandpa Zu here, no one on the Blood Moon Continent dares to act rashly!"

Xiao Luo listened to Xiao Liuzi's words, and couldn't help but look up at the black clouds.

The dark and oppressive netherworld qi is like a gathering of dark clouds, and at this time, it has gradually covered half of the white sun. Thousands of miles in circumference, gradually dimmed.

"Can the Netherworld really turn the sky upside down?" Xiao Luo seemed to mutter, but looked at Xiao Liuzi again. In the words, there seems to be a deep meaning.

"Grandpa, once told me that I would definitely be able to!" Xiao Liuzi said very firmly.

"I hope what the old man said is true!" Xiao Luo's eyes flashed with a gleam. And Xiao Liuzi, raised it with one hand, it turned out to be an apricot yellow flag, and now in his hand.

At this time, it was only thousands of miles away from the immortal ferry. The apricot yellow flag in Xiao Liuzi's hand shook, and the speed of the immortal ship suddenly increased, as if he was making a final sprint.

The closer you get to the Blood Moon, the narrower the river becomes. At the same time, seventy-seven immortal ships were gradually decreasing. They did not disappear, but because many ships began to merge slowly, and then quietly merged.

This is probably the most peculiar part of the monumental ship. The ships merge, but the qiē they carry will not change, as if they are stored in different time and space.

Xiao Luo and Wu'er, looking at this qiē, can only secretly praise the magic.

At this time, it is almost noon. On the Blood Moon Continent, in addition to the immortal old man, there are naturally other people who are paying attention to the Lichuan River and the Yiqiē in the Southern Regions.

Immortal ship, land now. Blood Moon, how can it not shake?

The southern region of the Blood Moon, outside the Immortal Town, is thousands of miles away. The four pavilion masters of the Xuantian Heaven, the eight heavenly kills, each with people and horses, each occupying the direction, has already completed a qiē layout.

Deep in the mountains, above the small building, the Blue Devil sat peacefully. If Xiao Luo could really break through his arrangement in the Southern Regions and go straight to the Xuantian Pavilion, then he would really admire Xiao Luo.

However, the blue devil is still the same as before.

Even if it was really like that, he was confident that he could still stop Xiao Luo's northward advance. Because, he is a green devil. His hole cards haven't really been revealed yet.

"Demon Lord Xiao Luo?" the Blue Devil smiled faintly, "You're actually not worthy!"

Blood Moon Middle Continent, Shura Palace, Cangwu Upstairs.

The thin old man in black let out a long sigh and looked at the black dragon-eating bird in the void outside the building, but said nothing. As a last resort, he won't drive a bird across the Demon Continent anymore. Hanji Town, if there is really any change, he can go!

The Valley of No Hatred, the Valley of Loneliness.

The white-eyed old man sat in front of the door, holding a wine, his eyebrows slightly raised. He had the same thoughts as the Blue Devil, and the immortal ship seemed to have come back a little earlier.

"But, are the millions of ancient heavenly soldiers from the burial place?" the white-eyed old man looked at the Valley of Silence, his face was slightly cold, "Since I can come from the Lechuan Burial Ancient, what have I been doing here all these years? Or was it that the door of the Sea Desolation Realm Burial Ancient was wide open back then, and there was a change?"

The white-eyed old man poured the wine in his mouth sharply.

"No hatred, Shura, can you stop that Netherworld army? That demon cultivator, do you really dare to use millions of ancient heavenly soldiers to fight?"

The earth of the blood moon shook slightly.

Boom -

Because, the first immortal ship has already docked in port. The huge iron anchor, although it was slowly thrown into the water, still splashed with high waves.

For more than 60 years, the immortal ship has gone out in seven and returned in seven. However, at this time, the entire Immortal Town was dark, like hell.

Nether clouds, lightning and thunder!(To be continued......)