The peak is a relatively gentle platform of bones, covering an area of ​​about a thousand meters, and the ground is snow-white. It is a huge complete bone piece. It seems to be the bones left by some prehistoric giant creature after the death of it. It comes from different figures standing densely, with about hundreds of them, all of which are the strongest people from different races.

Ye Qingyu glanced at the top of these strong men of various races, the weakest among them was also the cultivation level of the peak saint.

Everyone who appeared here obviously came from the Life and Death Platform. At this time, they looked at each other and were very alert. The light of Yuanli was shining like waves, like huge light balls. But after careful observation, they would find that their bodies were still injured to more or less varying degrees. Some were stained with dry blood, some were slashed with cracks by swords and axes, some had a stable breath, and some were obviously using some secret treasure to recover their injuries and exhausted Yuanli. Obviously, these strong men were fighting all the way from the Life and Death Platform.

In addition, Ye Qingyu found dozens of dead bodies, all of whom had just died in battle, and the smell of blood was very strong. It should be that a conflict broke out here not long ago for some reason, and some strong men were killed and fell here.

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes.

Where there is a world of world, there is death.

Especially in such places, it was not very shocking to die in the peak Great Holy War.

As expected, Ye Qingyu saw some familiar faces among all figures.

The young master of the evil pit had a haircut with dry grass, his signature hand-to-breasted posture, a grass stem biting the corner of his mouth, and his body was covered in blood and violent murderous aura, standing with two old men in blood-red armor. Both of them were in the Great Saint Realm's cultivation level, and they thought they should be the Great Saint Powerful Man in the Sin Pit.

People from Tianyun Sect also appeared, but when the Saint Son of Tianyun died in the Black Demon Abyss, another Tianyun Sect genius appeared. It is said that he is still talented and powerful than the former Saint Son of Tianyun Sect. At this time, the young man who was standing among the powerful people of Tianyun Sect is probably the new generation of Saint Son of Tianyun Sect in the legend, and he also looks like a ruthless character.

In addition, Ye Qingyu also saw the people from the Black Demon Abyss, but unfortunately there was no little princess from the Black Demon Clan among them.

The fairy in white, who was suspected to be the descendant of [Bai Yujing], was also among the crowd. She was wearing a white fairy skirt that was not covered with dust. She seemed to have not been infected with the murderous aura on the life and death stage along the way. She stood alone, standing alone, without fighting with the world.

[Fairy Qingcheng] is indeed there, but there are only three god knights left with him, one of them is Xia Yubing. The chariot gods are no longer chased. The three of them have blood on their bodies. Standing together, their momentum is a little weaker than when they were outside before, but they cannot be underestimated.

After Ye Qingyu finished reading it, he knew it roughly.

It is true that everyone here has no weak people.

All the purposes of these levels before the Chaos Demon Emperor’s Reincarnation Hall seemed to be for the survival of the fittest. When we got here, we were all winners of the hundred battles.

Ye Qingyu slowly walked towards a higher place on the platform.

"Huh? I didn't expect that more than twenty humans had reached this point." After a rough observation, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

For thousands of years, the human race has been a vulnerable race that has been strongly suppressed by other alien races. Even if they have had quasi-emperors and martial arts emperors, they still have difficulty changing their innate decline. They are like Qianhuan Venerables, and they are flattering and have many murderers, and they like internal fighting. Originally, Ye Qingyu thought that there should not be many human race strong men who could walk to the gate of the Demon Realm, but unexpectedly, there were more than 20 people. This number is already a large proportion of the number of strong men appearing here among the hundreds of races.

But if you look closely, although there are many human strong men, most of them are not very injured. Some have scars scratched by sharp claws, and some are covered in blood. Even the hair is stuck together because of blood, and it looks like they have just crawled out of the blood pool.

What surprised Ye Qingyu the most was that he saw a very familiar figure among the group surrounded by the powerful human race.

Xiaonn's descendant of the quasi-emperor, the bald fat man - Li Shengyan.

This fat man really came here.

If he appears, wouldn’t that mean that Xiao Fei quasi-emperor has come?

Ye Qingyu suddenly felt happy.

It was like a person walking alone in the dark night. Suddenly, the sword saw a lamp, and all the pressure in his heart suddenly became much lighter.

As long as Xiao Fei is here, the human race will definitely not suffer any losses.

"Hey! Brother Ye! Hahaha, after waiting for you for so long, you finally arrived." As if something was touching, the fat Li Shengyanchao also noticed Ye Qingyu at this time, and his eyes lit up instantly and he immediately shouted in vain.

This voice seemed extremely harsh on the bone stage.

Everyone looked at the fat man.

Ye Qingyu also smiled and nodded inviting him, ignoring the many gazes that were casting over, and walked towards the fat man.

"Haha, big brother, I miss you so much!" Fatty Shengyan walked up to hug him enthusiastically, and his look of winking changed at all from his vulgar appearance.

"It's indeed a long time no see... I didn't expect you to come here too." Ye Qingyu had a good impression of this fat man.

Since the Fatty Man came to save him with Xiaofei Quasi-Emperor's decree, they have indeed not met for a long time.

After the fat man Shengyan carefully looked Ye Qingyu from head to toe, a few cunning flashed in his eyes and said with a smile: "In a short time, it has been a big improvement. Hehe, I guessed that you will come. I heard the news about you coming elsewhere before, but I didn't expect your speed to be so slow."

This fat man, is he praising me or hurting me?

Ye Qingyu felt ashamed.

However, at that moment, he seemed to feel that Li Shengyan's cultivation has improved a lot during this period. At this time, his cultivation level of energy condensation within was even at a similar trend to his own. It seems that he has gained some benefits when he is with Xiaofei's quasi-emperor these days.

"By the way, since you have arrived here, then... the quasi-emperor's crown, will you come this time?" When observing the situation before, Ye Qingyu did not seem to have noticed Xiao Fei's quasi-emperor's aura or figure.

Could it be that such a once-in-a-lifetime great opportunity is not something that Xiao Fei quasi-emperor doesn’t want to fight for?

Or is it that the quasi-emperor is now in the dark.

"Well, it's not necessarily. The ancestor's whereabouts are mysterious and he has his own plans. I don't want to ask. Of course I will join in the fun. You know, there is no place for me, Li Shengyan, in such a big occasion." The fat man Shengyan suddenly looked serious and looked dizzy. It seemed that as long as the topic of his ancestor was involved, he would automatically become the only spokesperson.

Not convenient to ask?

I'm afraid you won't tell you easily if you ask Xiao Fei and the quasi-emperor.

Ye Qingyu was speechless, and shook his head with a smile, and did not expose the fat man.

In fact, he still wanted to thank Xiaofei Quasi-Emperor in person. After all, that decree blocked a lot of right and wrong and threats for him both openly and secretly.

After chatting and laughing a few more times, the fat man Shengyan suddenly patted his naked head and said whistling: "Look at me, come on, let me introduce you to a few respected and famous human seniors."

Then, without saying a word, he pulled Ye Qingyu into the crowd and walked among several human strong men who were chatting.

"Dear seniors, hahaha, let me introduce you to you. This is my good friend, Ye Qingyu, the third deputy envoy of the human race!" The fat man Shengyan said loudly with a proud look on his face, and finally added a proud and mysterious sentence, saying: "He and I have experienced life and death together. I believe you have all heard of this name, haha!"

"The rumored Ice Sword Killing God?!"

"That young man's new genius who succeeded?"

Several human strong men on the side also had strange colors on their faces.

These people are all from the heads and heads of the great powers and families of human races in the Great Thousand Realms. They have great knowledge, extensive experience, and unfathomable thoughts and cunning. At this moment, the faces of several people are still calm, but there is a very obvious surprise in their eyes.

"Hehehe, yes, it's him, it's him, my brother!" The fat man Shengyan pulled Ye Qingyu over, his fat and greasy arm crossed his shoulder, and he looked like I was the eldest brother and I was covering you.

This look of nothing is obvious, obviously I am very familiar with these powerful humans.

Ye Qingyu's eyes flashed. While looking at the people in front of him secretly, he greeted him with a friendly intention and said, "You are polite, junior Ye Qingyu."

The reason for their friendly attitude is that these people seem to have a close relationship with Li Shengyan. They have the so-called similar odor and their character is probably not bad. Moreover, if you wait and see the aura of cultivation, these human seniors should all come from famous and upright schools. Making friends with them will be more beneficial to the future development of the Tianhuang Realm. Of course, there is another point that now they have reached this last step. Many friends are better than those who may stab the knife in the back.

"Zhang Daowu, the head of Yaoshan Sect, has long heard that Ye's deputy envoy was young and handsome, and the dragon horse and phoenix chicks are young. Today, I am deeply moved by the young man." The speaker, about fifty or sixty years old, has a clear appearance, a crane hair like a waterfall, and is elegant in temperament. He is wearing a good ice blue silk robe. The elegant bamboo leaf pattern on the collar is complemented by the white jade hairpin on his head, and it is said to have taken off a bit of extraordinary posture. The folding fan gently shaking in his hand is even more extraordinary. The sixteen fan bones are all made of white jade. The spring scenery in the mountains on the fan surface is exquisite, with delicate lines and bright colors, as if it were natural, with a faint breath of natural spring breeze.

"There are talented people in the country. It is really gratifying to see the dragon and phoenix of Deputy Envoy Ye and Shengyan. Situ Kongming, the 47th generation leader of the Lower Dan Dao Sect, is polite." Situ Kongming, the head of the Dan Dao Sect, looked about in his early forties, with his eyebrows as sharp as a knife, his eyes were full of vitality, and he was wearing a dark green Taoist robe, with a few less obvious blood marks on his sleeves. His gray-black hair was slightly tied up with a green bamboo hairpin, his body was thin, his posture was leisurely, and he exuded a faint herbal fragrance. His appearance was humble, and he had a bit of a big-name style.

A whisk was covered in his right arm, with hair as a whisk and black jade as a handle. A faint fluorescent light from the handle was revealed, as if there was a trace of Taoist lingering in it.
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