Demon Eye Shura

Even though the martial arts meeting is held every ten years, all Taoist temples attach great importance to it, because if you win, you can instantly become famous in the five gods.The reputation of the Taoist temple is great, and there will be more gods who come to settle there.

"Although the Taoist temples are all composed of scattered gods, some famous Taoist temples are so powerful that even the ancient tribes should not be underestimated." Someone sighed.

Everyone lined up to enter the border town, where there were several dedicated spiritual guides, and they were taken to the inn where they stayed.

On the way, Zhuo Yifan met all kinds of arrogant and conceited Taoist disciples, some of them rode across the street in groups of fierce spirits, some of them were arrogant and extremely irritable, and they would directly attack if they didn't speculate.

"what!"

A middle-aged Daoxiu screamed. He was arguing with a young Daoxiu, but the other party poked him blind in one eye.

Immediately, the Taoist temples represented by the two sides fought, dozens of people fought directly on the street, the talisman light appeared, the divine power was like a sea, and there was an instant riot!

Zhuo Yifan was ashamed, this kind of fight was definitely not shrews swearing all over the street, dozens of people were all gods.Fighting on the spot, this street will definitely be razed to the ground in an instant.

"There is time for martial arts competitions, why are you arguing here? Only weaklings would yell and grandstanding here!" On the second floor of a nearby tavern, a young man looked down at him indifferently, holding a jug of wine and violently I took a bite into my mouth.He felt that the people on the street spoiled his elegance.

"What does it have to do with you!" The two sides immediately rebuked.

Chi!The young man seemed to flick his fingers lightly, and a sword light, with a strange arc, swept towards him at a speed almost invisible to the naked eye, and in an instant, the heads of dozens of people fell to the ground.

stand time.Blood flowed in the streets.But he glanced at it without surprise.Two words spit out from the mouth: "Noisy!"

There was no sound on the street, and many people were terrified. They are also gods. This boy is too terrifying. His swordsmanship is so superb that he killed dozens of gods in an instant!Killing gods is like killing chickens and dogs!

Han Lan watched the little Taoist boys turn pale, and the adult Taoists immediately covered their eyes to prevent them from watching.Raised in heaven.The weakest is also the god realm, but even though they have become gods at a young age, they have not seen much of the world, and they are even more unpopularly cruel and sinister.

Although, this scene is definitely not the first time they have seen it.On the eve of every martial arts meeting, it is almost normal for the gods to fight for hegemony, and bloody killings are unavoidable, but at their age, they can't help being frightened every time they see it.

"Don't look at it. Let's go quickly. Don't get involved in the fight." Daoxiu, who was in charge of guiding the way, woke up a few little Taoist boys, and he sighed.shook his head.Because this scene has become commonplace.

Before leaving, Zhuo Yifan didn't forget to take a look at the young man, feeling like he'd seen him somewhere before, but he couldn't tell.

"He is a member of the Dragon Clan." Elder Tang only glanced at it, and then spoke slowly.

Hearing this, Zhuo Yifan was startled for a moment, because it seemed to be telling him deliberately.How could people from the Dragon Clan come here? Could it be that the Nine Dragon King is also here?

These are all unknown at the moment, but the mystery of the old monk Tang is even more in his heart. Zhuo Yifan is really curious about who this person is.

In the early morning of the next day, the huge border town was full of hustle and bustle. Many people were sleepless all night, just closing their eyes and concentrating, waiting for the dawn to come.Even the little Taoist boys in Hanlan Temple were so excited that they didn't sleep.

As soon as the morning arrived, a group of people were transported to the central battlefield through a special magic circle.The fight will be held here soon.

However, before the ceremony officially started, the terrifying young man appeared early yesterday, accompanied by a familiar figure.

It was a woman, curvaceous and graceful, with a beautiful figure, shiny black silk, and a slightly hanging plain skirt, walking slowly towards the platform.

"It's her!" Suddenly, Zhuo Yifan's heart was shocked, showing a look of surprise, and he recognized this person almost at a glance.

Fuxi!Xihe godhead, inheritor of the law of time!The number one disciple of the Great Palace Master of Dongtianfu Palace!

"She also came here to compete?" Zhuo Yifan thought in his heart, not only because this person was difficult to deal with, but also because the appearance of this person confirmed some of his thoughts.Now that Fuxi has appeared, it is very likely that the Nine Dragon King, including those clansmen whom he has offended, will all come here.

"I've seen Palace Master Fuxi!" Following Fuxi's appearance in front of the crowd, an old man also squeezed up from the crowd, came to her in three steps at a time, and bowed in salute.

He is an old god, he has stopped being a holy god, and he has presided over the fight meeting for many years.

Fu Xi nodded, modestly and generously, "I am not representing Fu Gong this time, but participating in the fight for the Sun Moon Taoist Temple. The host does not need to be polite. On the contrary, please ask the host to help me with some questions here."

In private, they had already agreed in advance, so the old host nodded quickly, and then turned to the four directions and said: "Everyone, I will host the Dongshengzhou fighting venue this time. Thank you all for coming from all over Dongshengzhou , to participate in this fight. You can come here, it represents your identity and strength, I believe that your news is also well-informed."

Hearing this, everyone was startled, didn't they say it was a fight?Why are you still asking about things?

The host took a few steps forward and walked to the center of the vast battlefield, took out a jade tube from his bosom, and urged it with divine power, a picture scroll unfolded in the air with the shadow of the air.

I saw that the picture scroll glowed, fixed in the void, and the strange force flowed. This is a young man, dressed plainly, but obviously extraordinary, especially the eyes with extraordinary Taoist rhyme, only in the picture scroll, but As if to come alive.

"Which of you has seen this person?" Fu Xi asked.

"Who is this person?" Someone was curious.

"It's just a stunned young man, why bother to mobilize the crowd like this." Some people were also dissatisfied, this is clearly a martial arts competition, why did they find someone?What a waste of time.

"Hey!"

The sword qi was invisible, as if projected from the void, the young man beside Fu Xi glanced coldly, with a snap of his fingers, the man's Taoist clothes collapsed, and he became an exhibitionist in public.

Everyone changes color, who is this young man? He is absolutely powerful!But the age does not seem to be very old, and there is a vitality in the body, which makes many young gods who have practiced for thousands of years feel a sense of frustration.

The old host was ashamed, he pointed to the picture scroll, and said: "Everyone, please don't lose your word. In a sense, finding this young man is more important than fighting martial arts."

There was a discussion all around, and then many people shook their heads, expressing that they had never seen this person.

Only Zhuo Yifan remained silent, because the person painted in the scroll was himself.He had no idea that Fu Gong was so capable that he would come to the Upper Realm when the time came.And the action was quick, and further wanted were launched.

Fortunately, he changed his appearance beforehand, so no one could recognize him.

"What kind of person is this?" Many people lived in the upper realm and were not clear about the affairs of the lower realm, so naturally they had never heard of Zhuo Yifan's name.

"A demon from the lower realm." The old host replied indifferently, looking at everyone, and said.

"It turns out that he is a member of the devil's way, hehe, naturally he has the power to deal with him." Some people are still laughing, not knowing the benefits.

The old host was helpless, and continued: "He is the devil among the devils!"

The magic way of magic way?

The scene became silent, and I became even more curious. Who is it that made the old host speak like this?

"What did he do to be so angry?" someone asked.

"He made trouble in the emperor's tomb and killed the sundae!" the old host said.

"He destroyed the Peng Clan!" the old host said again.

"He... destroyed Nine Dragons!" the old host said again.

Many people were already trembling in their hearts, oh my god, the one in the picture scroll was actually the boy who was rumored to have destroyed Kowloon.

"He is the master of the Tianmen Sect in the lower realm, the master of the Blood Prison! The new generation of Asura gods, known as... the Six Paths!" At this point, the old host's lips trembled.Because this teenager's resume is too terrifying, almost unprecedented.

However, this is not the end, I saw Fuxi stepping forward.

After looking around, she opened her mouth with sharp eyes and said softly, "According to reliable sources, he has already arrived. He has come to the upper realm, maybe... among you!" (To be continued...)