From the execution ground, deep in the altitude tens of thousands of miles away, white clouds lingered, and two beautiful figures were faintly revealed.

Youming and Zhuque had been waiting here for a long time. Their eyes looked through the clouds and through countless demon legions with dark shadows, looking at a man with disheveled hair tied by towering pillars in the middle of the execution ground.

"Is it him?" Zhuque asked in a faint sense of body.

She is a ghost cultivator, and her body can change at will. She is much more intelligent than Netherworld in terms of invisibility.

But in terms of practical combat power, she is far behind.

Youming's eyes rose up, stared at the execution ground with bright eyes, and replied, "The old fox of Demon Abyss sealed all his breath, and he didn't move at all, and I couldn't judge at all."

"What should we do? Should we rob the Dharma field?" Zhuque asked.

"Wait a little longer, if you can't confirm it anymore, no matter how dangerous it is, you have to take action." Youming said firmly.

The two were discussing, but Youming suddenly found that the vital energy bottle on his body was shaking, and Bailitu was communicating with him.

She took out the water mirror and connected it, and said lightly: "Speak quickly if you have something to do. If you want to stop me from taking action, you can hang the water mirror now."

"I found Ye Xiong. He is not dead and is still alive..."

On the other side of the water mirror, Bailitu was very excited and pointed to another water mirror beside him and said, "This is an image from the monk lurking in the Hundred Flowers Immortal Realm. Look, is it him?"

Youming looked at the image next to Bailitu with bright eyes. Although she was separated by two water mirrors, she could still see at a glance that the man who was floating in the air and standing with his hands behind his back was his husband.

Although he couldn't see his face, his body shape, his temperament, and his body exuded a faint domineering aura.

Except him, who else in the world has this temperament?

Youming has always been indifferent and is not good at expressing his emotions, and his emotions do not appear.

But at this moment, she found that her eyes were wet. She held it for a long time before she could hold back the tears.

He was indeed not dead.

The Zhuque next to him was so, his body trembling gently, and his small fists clenched tightly.

"Is it him?" Bailitu asked.

Because the distance was too far, his subordinates did not dare to get too close when recording with a water mirror, so he was not sure.

"I can be sure... it's him." Youming's voice changed a little, but soon, she controlled her control and continued to ask, "Where is he now?"

"Hundred Flowers City."

"Is he crazy? Why are he doing in Baihua City?" Youming asked in shock.

The demon clan has now occupied the fairy world. In Baihua City, there must be a large army of demon clan guarding it. It is very likely that one of the two great demon lords will be in Baihua City. What does he want to do when he goes to Baihua City now?

Just as the two of them were talking, countless demon cultivators in the water mirror had already surrounded Ye Xiong, covering one layer inside and one layer outside.

"I guess that he learned that the Demon Abyss set a trap in the Great Qin Empire, but he couldn't tell us, so he announced that he was back in this way." Bailitu said his guess.

"Is he crazy? He doesn't have this way to find us!" Youming said anxiously.

"You two should leave there quickly. The Demon Abyss may have discovered you. Come back quickly, let's discuss it slowly."

Youming nodded, and quietly left and escaped with Zhuque.

...

On the other side, in the clouds and mist, a group of people also left quietly.

After escaping for thousands of kilometers and landing on a mountain, Bing Ling asked anxiously: "Old man, if you dare to lie to me, I will never end up with you."

"Look at it yourself, is it your master?" Yan Beishu communicated with the water mirror. A familiar figure appeared in front of her on the water mirror.

"Master, he must be the master. This lightly pretended style is nothing but the master." Jian Ling said excitedly as he looked at the back floating in the air.

"What are you showing off? Is this gentle and elegant? Do you think the master likes to show off like you. When he stands there, he is a king of tyrants." Huo Ling said.

"I also think he is my master." Mu Ling nodded and clenched his little fist tightly.

A group of people cried with joy and stood tightly in front of the water mirror, each of them extremely excited.

...

In addition, the others who came from all over the country and were about to see "Ye Xiong" beheaded also retreated one after another.

The Demon Abyss stood on the stage and realized something was wrong. At this moment, a figure suddenly came over and whispered in his ear.

"What, Ye Xiong is not dead, and he still appears in the Hundred Flowers Fairyland?" Mo Yuan's face changed drastically, and he looked very ugly.

He had originally set up a game and invited the Demon Immortal King to come, and promised to attract many powerful people from the Zhengdao. Now Ye Xiong suddenly appeared. Isn’t this slap him in the face? I guess all the monks in the Zhengdao are watching his jokes now.

"Master Lord, Your Highness invites you to see him. He seems very angry." The subordinate said timidly.

The Mo Yuan looked a little ugly and he strided away from the stage.

"Sir, will you continue to be sentenced?" asked the executioner.

"Ask me again, I will be the first to kill you." Mo Yuan cursed and left.

He had to think carefully about how to explain to Lord Demon Immortal King.

...

Above the Hundred Flowers Fairyland.

One man, wearing a green robe, stood with his hands behind his back, floating in the air.

The man had sword eyebrows and starry eyes, his face was as deep as water, and his clothes were flying.

He stood in it, as if the entire Hundred Flowers Fairy Realm, even the entire sky and the entire universe were centered on him.

He surrounded him with thousands of demon cultivators, covering him one layer inside and one layer outside, but he was unmoved at all, as if he was just an ant in front of him.

He is just the peak cultivation level of the Nascent Soul. Among the demon cultivators around him, there are many half-step god-turning demon cultivators, and dozens of people at the peak of the Nascent Soul.

But in front of the man, all the monks who were on the same level as him or even the first-level higher level were as if they were facing a great enemy and did not dare to get close. They all left more than ten kilometers away, as if they were facing a great enemy.

Over the past few decades, Ye Xiong's name has become famous in the immortal world. It is said that it is best not to let Ye Xiong disappear. As long as he disappears once and comes back again, he will definitely be reborn and reborn from the ashes.

Other monks have practiced for 100 years, but he has practiced for 10 years.

After not seeing him for five years, what changes have he changed?

The audience, thousands of eyes stared at him.

"You guys are right, it's me, I'm back."

One hundred and eight thousand-eyed Bodhis came out of his body, suspended in the air, and condensed into a long sword full of golden light.

The long sword has no edge, the Buddha's light shines everywhere, it is not sharp, but it has a huge pressure.

The surrounding demon monks were crushed by this force and retreated one after another, and the vacuum area in the middle expanded again.

"You are also killing me if you act. Let the Demon Tower come out. I know he is below!" Ye Xiong said coldly.

(End of this chapter)
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