A huge source of energy was poured into the crystal pillar at once, and the clouds and mist patterns seemed to come alive.

Shu Feng's consciousness suddenly disappeared into the crystal pillar, as if he transformed into Ling Zhaokong, and began to comprehend the true meaning of Yun step by step according to Ling Zhaokong's growth process.

This time, Shu Feng's intelligence of up to 4ooo points finally showed his strength, and finally began to absorb and fuse the true meaning of the cloud.

The Fire Desert in Xuanwu Realm is a rare Jedi. It will not rain all year round within a thousand miles of this desert, and almost no creature can survive in this desert.

A woman in black with a stunning appearance wandered in the desert like a ghost. Every time she took a step, she appeared a hundred miles away like teleportation.

A few steps later, the beautiful beauty in black appeared in the middle of the flame desert.

The stunning beauty in black said lightly: "Gu Wu!! I found you!!"

"Dark Princess, I have been running away for 100,000 years, but I was finally found by you. Can't you turn a blind eye to me, and let me have a way out?"

Countless sand churned in the flame desert, forming a giant face with a diameter of kilometers. He stared at the dark lady who had been walking with Shu Feng in a deep voice.

The Dark Princess said lightly: "You stole the treasure of your father, and your father was furious! Send our sisters to chase you. After tens of thousands of years, I finally found you. Gu Wu, you surrender, I will spare you and take you back and let your father fall."

"Surrender at will? If I surrender at will, there will be only a dead end!! If it falls into the hands of that Majesty, I am afraid that I will not be able to survive or die!!"

"Dark Princess, since you don't want to let me go! Then you go and die!"

From the flame desert, a terrifying aura suddenly came, as if it could destroy the world.

The flame desert with a diameter of thousands of miles radius tumbling, and the entire desert quickly gathered, condensed into a sand sword that seemed extremely terrifying, slashing towards the Dark Princess.

A cold light flashed in the dark princess's beautiful eyes, and a set of black armor engraved with countless mysterious curse seals appeared on her body, holding a black magic sword in her hand and slashed it.

A black sword light tear apart the void and slashed towards the Sand God Sword built from a thousand miles of desert.

Boom!!! Boom!!! Boom! Boom!

A series of earth-shaking terrifying sounds exploded and spread in all directions.

Within a radius of thousands of miles of the flame desert, the earth cracked and magma gushed out.

Thousands of miles away from the flame desert, terrifying storms were set off, and earthquakes spread everywhere, spreading towards the whole world like natural disasters.

On the top of the city of the Xuanwu Realm, a man with a beard was white, only 1.6 meters tall, wrinkled, and old man spots on his face, as if he could die at any time. The extremely old man opened his eyes and looked towards the direction of the flame desert. His eyes were bright, and a trace of solemnity passed by: "God-level powerhouses!! How dare they descend to the Xuanwu Realm?"

"No, this power!! They are only the strong people above the gods!! It's so terrible!! I'm not sure of winning at all!! There are such a terrible monsters hidden in the Xuanwu Realm!!"

The old man looked towards the direction of the Fire Desert, and a look of fear flashed in his eyes. This was the first time since he was in charge of the Immortal City that he felt that he could not match in the Xuanwu Realm.

This old man who was extremely old, as if a gust of wind could blow down was Wei Tuxian, the city lord of Zhanxian City, who was the best in the world to suppress demons.

"Master, what happened?"

An old man with a gray head, tall figure, and a dressed in blue clothes came and asked. The old man in blue clothes was Anyang, the third personal disciple of Wei Tuxian.

Wei Tuxian had collected ten personal disciples in total. During this century, his ten personal disciples betrayed and seven people died in battle. Only the third personal disciple Anyang, the eighth personal disciple Zhao Tiannan, and the tenth personal disciple Wei Feng were left.

Anyang and Zhao Tiannan are already strong men in the Martial Saint Realm, and the tenth personal disciple Wei Feng is also a strong man of the great master level.

Wei Tuxian said slowly: "There are powerful gods and demons fighting in the flame desert!"

Anyang was shocked and said in a silence: "What? How dare they enter the Xuanwu Realm? Are they not afraid of falling here?"

Anyang also experienced the holy war on the battlefield of the virtual demon battlefield in the Xuanwu Realm. When attacking the virtual demon sky pillar, the terrifying combat power displayed by the great Duke of the Void Demon was still fresh in his memory and was still extremely frightened.

At that time, the martial saints of the major forces in the Xuanwu Realm were easily pinched to death like ants in the hands of the Void Demon Duke. Even the top ten strong men in the world were not opponents of those Void Demon Dukes.

Those powerful gods and demons are even more terrifying beings that are above the Great Duke of the Void Demon. Those arrogant and arrogant Void Demon Dukes are all subordinates of the God-level Void Demon Kings, and their strength is simply incomparable to those Illustrated Demon Kings.

If those god-level virtual demon kings forcefully enter the Xuanwu Realm, they will also be subject to extremely terrible suppression and weakening, and may even be surrounded and killed by the martial saints in the Xuanwu Realm.

It is precisely because of this that those demon-level demon-demon kings will not easily descend to a small world like Xuanwu Realm and Blue Star.

"Anyang, I'm leaving Zhanxian City for a while. If the Void Demon Clan takes a big attack, you can take the people to retreat!"

Wei Tuxian left a light sentence, took one step and left the Zhanxian City that he had been guarding for a hundred years.

"Yes! Master!"

Anyang looked at Wei Tuxian's disappearing back, and a complex look flashed in his eyes, as if he had no backbone at all, and he was panicked.

Zhanxian City, as the key to guard the Void Demon battlefield and the Xuanwu Realm, has not had a large-scale war in the past few decades. All this is because Wei Tuxian, the world's number one guarding here.

Although Anyang is also a strong man of the Martial Saint level and is extremely powerful, he has no confidence to defend this war fairy city.

The star holy land of the Great Song Empire, a top of the Lingshan Mountain.

"That's a powerful man of gods and demons fighting!"

A middle-aged man wearing a star robe with a long black look, with an elegant and elegant temperament, quietly looking towards the direction of the flame desert with his hands on his back, and a solemn look flashed in his eyes.

This middle-aged man is the eighth star master in the world.

In the Xuanwu Realm, the Martial Saint is actually divided into three realms, namely the Sensing Realm, the Heavenly Mind Realm, and the Heavenly Vision Realm.
Chapter completed!