The place where Shennong lives.

In the hut, Mo Xie Shangjun stayed by Ye Yu for a moment.

Just at this moment...

Ye Yu, who was lying on the bed, coughed violently.

Blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth and kept sliding down.

"Why haven't the master come back yet..."

Mo Xie Shangjun frowned, his hands were like wind, and he fell on the major acupoints of Ye Yu, stopping the wounds in his body.

After a full cup of tea, Mo Xie could only barely stabilize Ye Yu's injury.

But it can be seen that Ye Yu's injury is also seen.

At this moment, we have reached an extremely serious situation. If we continue to drag on it, we may be... we will be unable to make a comeback!

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Demon World.

Ming Ye has already returned to the Demon Realm from Penglai.

Now the Three Realms have returned to their original order, and his demon army must not be able to continue to stay in the Three Realms.

Therefore, as soon as the three realms ended, Ming Ye brought his demon army back to the underworld.

In the Demon Palace, Ming Ye sat on the chair, and in this palace were rows of powerful people from the Demon World.

At this moment, Mingye stared at the sky.

Those eyes seemed to have passed through the Demon Palace and the sky of the Demon Realm.

I don't know where... I looked.

"Baili..."

At this moment, Mingye thought of Baili Changfeng and couldn't help but laugh.

Once upon a time, Baili Changfeng was his target of catching up.

He has put in exponential practice for this, and he wants to...win him.

But in the end, this dream has not been realized.

And now, Mingye even knows it even more.

This dream will never be realized.

Yan Feng had reached a level that he could not touch.

That is an existence that you cannot reach.

Eyes, looking from the top of the hall, towards the entrance of the hall.

There was a woman who walked slowly from the entrance of the temple at this moment.

This person is Qingyao.

It's... Ye Shiyu.

Ming Ye stood up from the chair with a smile on his face.

Step by step, we walked down the steps.

Today's Qingyao, the skirt and robe they wore, and the brocade and black robe of Mingye's brocade clothes and black robe, contrasted with each other.

"Yao'er, come."

Mingye's hand reached out to Qingyao.

Qingyao's face was also filled with a happy smile at this moment.

Stepping on lotus steps, step by step, we walked through two ranks and headed towards the dark night.

From today...

Qingyao is the queen of the demon world.

He is the wife of the Demon Lord in the Demon Realm.

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The Three Realms, Buzhou Mountain, which had already collapsed by more than half.

At this moment, there were two people on this Buzhou Mountain.

It is quite surprising that these two people will appear together.

The God of Fire Zhurong, the God of Water Gonggong.

Logically speaking, water and fire are incompatible.

But at this moment, the two of them looked calm.

In the past ten thousand years outside the Three Realms, the gods united, so that they can persist until now.

And the two of them resolved their past conflicts in a certain life-and-death battle.

"The aura of Xiangliu is indeed still in the Three Realms."

The person who spoke was Gonggong, and the Xiangliu clan, was once his general.

"But this breath...is different from the past."

There was a hint of murderous intent between Gonggong's eyebrows.

He felt the violent murderous intent and hatred for the Three Realms from the breath left by Xiangliu.

"The vicissitudes of life have changed, and everything has changed."

Zhu Rong, who was standing beside him, looked around Buzhou Mountain.

With the disappearance of the Four Heavenly Clan, this Buzhou Mountain has become a dead place.

At first glance, there was no living creature.

This strong desire to die was permeated.

The water god Gonggong stood side by side with Zhurong.

A pair of eyes swept across the land around Buzhou Mountain, and the corpses of many creatures were everywhere in the forest.

There are only corpses, and the soul in it has long disappeared.

And here...there is a breath of Xiangliu family everywhere.

And this Xiang Liu family is that puppet!

"Not only Xiangliu, but also the breath of that monkey, exists."

Zhu Rong said in a voice, the monkey he mentioned...

It was not Sun Wukong, but the ancient evil god, Wuzhiqi!

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The Palace of the Gods.

This palace was originally located in the center of the Three Realms.

However, with the establishment of the Heavenly Court and the reorganization of the Three Realms, the Ten Thousand Gods Palace has been moved to the border.

The palace buildings are all rich in ancient meanings.

Whether it is carving or walls, any building is made of stone.

At this moment, in the huge pantheon.

Five people are in this hall.

Four of them are the Four Ancestors of the Three Realms.

Hongjun, Nuwa, Ancestral God, 6 Pressure.

In addition to the four of them, there is one more person.

This person is not unfamiliar with the disciple of the Lord Luotian Palace, Ziyan Ancestor God.

“Evacuate?”

Hongjun frowned. What Ziyan Ancestor God and the four of them just now were Xuan Yan's retreat order.

"That's right, please ask four people to quickly determine the number of people transferred. The number should not be too large, up to one thousand people."

Ziyan Ancestor God spoke in a voice.

One thousand people... This is a discount for the Three Realms.

After all, it is the place of divine source. On a certain level, the people born here have stronger luck and qualifications.

And some other ethnic groups, such as the thirty-five holy sons.
To be continued...