The wind whistles on the lonely peaks, on the rocky ground, in this... a place of fighting for the killing!

Yan Feng stood with his hands behind his back, standing in place without moving. Ye Yu was wearing a witch robe, and his eyes were also crescent-shaped to look at the lonely peak. Now, at the edge of the rock and earth, there were only the two of them who had not moved.

Others rushed up to the lonely peak, and many of them even began to contact and began to fight to capture the demon soldiers on the mountain.

It has to be said that the abilities shown by these people really opened Yan Feng’s eyes.

However, it can be seen from this that the purpose and strategy of all forces are very simple. Others defend, one of them reaches the top, of course... except for the Blood God Cult.

In the Poison Saint Sect, except for the Heart Poison, the other four poisons are all left behind and obstructed by the people behind. The same is true for Qianhuan Yinfang, with the Guqin Saint in front and the other three behind.

Yinluo Sect, the slightly shorter feminine man, also headed straight to the top under the cover of his senior brother.

The Blood God Sect didn't care... The two holy sons galloped towards the peak together.

"Brother Feng, how about we bet again?"

Ye Yu looked at Gu Feng and said with a smile. Yan Feng didn't need to guess what Ye Yu wanted to bet with him.

"Brother Yu, you have been betting, but what is the bet?"

Yan Feng looked at the lonely peak and naturally knew who Ye Yu wanted to bet on who could reach the top and seize the army.

"Oh, Brother Feng is right. The bet really requires some bets. Then that's fine. If I lose, I will tell you the name of the powerful human world mentioned in the previous secret history."

Damn...

When Yan Feng heard Ye Yu's words, he was stunned. Didn't you say you just now that you couldn't remember it?!

Ye Yu Yan Feng's expression changed and he patted his head with a smile.

"Ahha, there was a flash of inspiration just now, and I remembered again, how about it, Brother Feng, do you gamble?"

To be honest, this bet is quite attractive. Yan Feng really wants to know whether that powerful man in the human world was his previous life. If it were his previous life, would he have anything to do with this saint of the Saint of the Saint of the Saint?

Then who is this saint of Li Sheng Buddhism?!

"If Brother Feng loses, you just need to tell your real name, what's going on?"

Ye Yu continued, and what surprised Yan Feng was that he actually knew that his name was fake. Could it be that this guy was a part-time fortune teller?

"good."

Yan Feng smiled slightly. It was just a name, and it would be fine if he told him. Moreover, the gambling game sounded quite interesting. He turned to Gu Feng. To be honest, these people's strengths were not much different, and it was hard to say who could finally reach the top and seize the soldiers.

"I bet on him."

After hesitating for a moment, Yan Feng swept across Gu Feng and his eyes finally rested on the Holy Son Mo of the Blood God Sect. At this moment, he was in the second place, and in front of him was the feminine boy from the Yinluo Sect.

"Saint Son Crying, Brother Feng has a good vision. This person is ranked among the third saint sons of the Blood God Cult, and he is indeed very promising."

Ye Yu smiled and said, "But what I bet..." After thinking about it, Ye Yu suddenly slapped his forehead.

"Ahhaha, I haven't thought about it yet, I'll just wait and say that as long as no one has reached the top, it's not considered a violation."

Yan Feng looked at Ye Yu beside him and could only shake his head and smile. This guy... From the moment he saw him, except for the moment when he took away Sheng Zishen, a cold light appeared in his eyes, with a serious surprise, and he seemed to be having fun from beginning to end.

At this moment, when many geniuses rushed to the top, the Demon Lord Mingye was still standing here in the land of the secluded land and the top of the Holy Peak, but the man with red mask behind him was no longer seen, and only a woman named Zi Qing was accompanied by.

The eyes of the Demon Lord Mingye reflected the scene of the top of Shengming Mountain, with his eyes calm, but at this moment, his pupils suddenly shrank...!

A woman appeared on the side of the lonely peak, with a dark purple silk skirt, a fair face like a goose egg, and a light purple flowing sand was dotted with flowing water. She stepped on black lotus, and the place where she passed was the black lotus. Everyone around her who wanted to stop her was blocked by the black lotus, and her figures went straight to the top of the mountain.

"Wine...Wine Rumor!"

The Demon Lord Mingye, when he saw this woman appear, his body trembled for the first time in a thousand years, and even his voice was unstable. Zi Qing behind him also saw the woman appear and said in a voice.

"Ye, this girl is the saint of Li Sheng Sect Wuxi, not the Wine Yao Fairy. The Wine Yao Fairy's soul was dispersed a thousand years ago, and it was impossible for her to reincarnate."

"I know!!"

With a loud roar, the surging aura turned into a strong wind and swept the entire Qingluo land. The sky in the Demon Realm suddenly felt dark and gray storm. The water surface of the Qingluo Lake surrounding Qingluo land was surging, and the waves splashed a hundred feet high. On the Six Sects, countless people appeared, all of whom looked at the top of the Shengfeng Peak with horror in horror, and they all guessed what happened.

Never... the Demon Lord has never had such a great anger!

The Demon Lord Mingye, his eyes were blood-red, his forehead was full of blue veins, his face was full of regret and regret, and his fists were clenched tightly... How could he not know!!

That sword was stabbed by himself!

He raised his head and took a deep breath, and his eyes were all focused on the woman.

In the killing realm, Yan Feng was still looking at the top of the rocky land under the lonely peak of Shengming Mountain. Perhaps because of the bet, his eyes were mostly on Shengzi Mo.

"Oh, no, Mu Kui from Yinluo Sect is about to reach the peak!"

There are still three hundred feet away from the top of the lonely peak. The feminine boy of Yinluo Sect, Mu Kui in Ye Yu's mouth, had a smile on his lips. The black light from the top of the mountain had already appeared in his eyes. As long as he added another force and a few breaths, the demon soldier would be his own.

Once you seize the demon soldiers, you may become a disciple of the Demon Lord. Become a disciple of the Demon Lord, and you can have the highest status under the Demon Lord in the Demon Realm, and your cultivation will also surge significantly!

Thinking of this, Mu Kui was overjoyed. His cultivation level in his body was condensed, and his degree surged again, and he rushed straight to the top of the mountain.

But at this moment, behind him, a black sword light attacked and fell in front of him. The Holy Son Mo rushed to Mu Kui in an instant!

There was a smile in his cold eyes: "This thing is not yours!"

The sword light rushed down frantically, and instantly suppressed the young man of Yinluo Sect, and at the same time he headed towards the top of the mountain.

"Brother Mo, you're running very slowly this time."

Beside Shengzi Mo, the heart poison of the Poison Saint Sect also rushed up with a smile on the corner of his mouth, but Shengzi Mo was not surprised, and the two started fighting.

In just one or two breaths, the saint of Guqin from Qianhuanyinfang also caught up, the saint of the Blood God Cultivation Cultivation and some other geniuses.

They each restrain each other. Just three hundred feet away, no one can continue to take another step towards the top of the mountain. Whoever enters...who will be attacked by the group!

The scene where you first and I later suddenly fell into a deadlock! The sound of bombardment and explosions came one after another three hundred feet away from the peak.

But at this moment, a woman appeared from the other side of the lonely peak.

Wherever the figure passed, the black lotus was born out of thin air, and it instantly passed by everyone and headed towards the top of the mountain.

Everyone, the next moment's offensive, was heading towards the saint of the Holy Church.

Just the moment this woman appeared.

"Oh? The saint of Li Sheng Sect appeared." Ye Yu said with a smile.

When Yan Feng heard this, his eyes turned golden, and a pair of Haotian eyes passed through the void and fell directly on the Saint of Li Sheng Sect. When he saw the Saint of Li Sheng Sect clearly, Haotian's pupils suddenly shrank...

This face...how familiar!
Chapter completed!