Guangfeng Wasteland, Nanyuan is a vast wasteland that stretches for tens of thousands of miles. There are not many people on this wasteland. Even if a god war breaks out, it will not cause too much damage. At least, it will not allow countless creatures to become burial objects of this battle.

This is also an important reason why Gu Xiao chose this place as the battlefield.

The reason why Guangfeng Wasteland is called such a name is naturally impossible for no reason. Although everyone knows that once this wasteland is developed, it will inevitably harvest a very fertile land and be enough to become a large granary, but it is really desolate.

It is so desolate that the investment required to develop here is definitely astronomical. In addition, the three major forces of Nanyuan, the Three-legged Tripod, the Baili Family, the Feng Family, and the Makino Family, stand at the same level. Although they cannot destroy their opponents, wars break out from time to time.

Even the control of the Guangfeng Wasteland has changed hands several times. In this way, naturally no one is willing to develop this place. Multiple factors are entangled together, creating such a fertile but uncultivated wasteland that has lasted forever. It was chosen by the little demon king of Hentian and became the battlefield for this confrontation.

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This day is the day of the decisive battle.

As soon as the sky was dawn, the dawn light fell on the bushes and grasslands on the wasteland, awakening countless sleeping creatures. At this moment, a sudden loud noise came from the sky. A series of figures cut through the void, cut off the sky, and came here.

The Seven Killing Lord of the Heavenly Demon Dao is full of murderous intent. The Seven Killing Killing Killing Killing Killing Killing is hidden deep in the sheath, but it exudes an unparalleled murderous aura. Under his feet, he is stepping on a white tiger with wings on his back, and on the body of the white tiger, it exudes endless murderous aura, just like the legendary killing god coming to the world, which makes people shudder.

Lingyin Ghost Palace is mysterious and half a man and half a ghost. No one has ever seen his true face. His whole person is a shadow that exists in the darkness, which is impossible to touch at all. On him, there is endless mysterious and demonic energy. But it is so gloomy, like a truly evil ghost from hell.

The Taoist Dao of the Heavens was filled with the pride of competing with the sky. Wherever he was in, the Taoist Dao was disturbed by him, and the Taoist Dao was trampled by him. The water burned, but the fire exuded a cold air, which surprised people, like the legendary demon god.

The sword Ling'er of the Fatian Sword Sect, man is a sword, sword is a human, and the seven-star purple lightning sweeping sword was carried on her back. But no matter who it is, in her perception, she could find that this sword had already become one with this person and turned into an indivisible whole. This is the real unity of man and sword.

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Wanbing Valley Changchun, Qin Feixing, Wusichan Temple Faqing monk, Gongyang Ming, Gongyang of Gongyang, all of these young masters who come from different forces but have extraordinary cultivation skills, come here and choose to watch this battle. Everyone is a person who may dominate the entire cultivation world in the future.

Among them, a few people have entered the level of Tongtian Realm, reached the extreme of the Star Continent, and have the peak strength to compete with the older generation of masters; while others are not simple characters, they are all masters at the peak of the God Refining Realm.

It is no exaggeration to say that these people alone are already a powerful force. If someone can recover all these people, without considering the power of the god-level treasure that should not exist at all, it will definitely sweep across the entire Star Continent. Whether it is the Five Sects of the Righteous Way or the Eight Great Demons, if you are taken out alone, you will definitely be beaten to death!

Of course, this is impossible.

Not to mention anything else, just these people themselves have many grudges and grudges, and many of them are even more mortal enemies.

When it was noon, those who were interested in coming to watch the battle had already arrived here. Almost all of them were masters of the younger generation, and there were no older generation figures. Of course, it was not said that they were all. At least among the later generations, there was a person who was not the younger generation.

That is: Fairy Xuanfeng!

This woman, who is between the younger generation and the older generation of masters, is strictly counted. For example, these younger generation masters are almost thirty or forty years old, but they are not old at all. She is still filled with the breath of youth, and every piece of naked skin on her delicate body exudes endless charm. I don’t know what kind of psychology she has also come here.

When she saw her appearance, several people in the crowd quietly gave her and the beloved disciple behind her, Fairy Yufeng, and exchanged a few tacit glances.

Among these people, there is a woman with a cold black dress and a cold and charming temperament all over her body, Gu Shuang'er, the widow of the Yang family; there is also a white Taoist robe, carrying a sword, and exuding a powerful aura all over her body, but irrespectable, and the Xuantian Sect, the Xuantian Prince; finally, there is a beautiful girl with a Taoist rhyme all over her body, as if she was the incarnation of the great Tao, which made people unable to arouse the desire to blaspheme, but with a kind smile. She is the last family among the eight major families, the Taoist lady Dao Feiying!

These people and Fairy Yufeng were secretly exchanging their eyes. However, since they came here, Fairy Xuanfeng, who had been silent, was not as calm as they showed. The pair of phoenix eyes noticed the expressions between the young people, and the jade hands subconsciously protruded them out.

She planned to touch the Han Guangshuanghua sword on her waist, but she only poked a distance of one or two inches and quickly withdrew her jade hand. Apart from herself, even her beloved disciple behind her, Yufeng Fairy, did not notice this subtle move.

"The soul of hatred is still calm and the heart is not dead, and the heaven and earth cannot be accompanied. The little fairy rides on the moon to strike Cangqiu, and Cui Wei moves in the Demon Army Hall. The king is the master and the minister is the guest, and he should also look back at the mantis!" At some point, a cheerful and cold poem horn suddenly sounded. In the short few ancient poems, there was a melancholy that no one could say, and a cold loneliness contained.

When the first sentence sounded, everyone had not seen the person coming, but when the last sentence fell, a figure with white clothes fluttering and snow-clothed appeared in the world. On his face, a blue-black mask was blocked, making it impossible to see the true appearance under the mask. He was wearing a dark magic sword emitting endless demonic energy around his waist.

The little Demon Lord of Hentian is here! When he saw the visitor, countless people thought of it, either sad or happy.

And the next moment when the little demon king of Hentian appeared, another string of poems also sounded.

"It's too easy to get apart a thousand years. The Jun family has been eager to learn for generations. Since childhood, they came to call Azhen. Where is Chi Su now?" Unlike the poem title of Hentian Xiao Demon Lord, the demonic energy is everywhere, but this poem title contains only unimaginable Taoist rules and Taoist rhymes, like a student who is studying hard in the Taoist Taoism comes on the wind!

Just like the little demon king of Hentian, when Yi Xuezhen appeared, only this figure was left in the world. The two looked at each other almost at the same time, and their eyes could only accommodate each other. The eyes containing the skills clashed in the void, making a crisp sound.

And with this crisp sound, in front of them, the void that stretched for dozens of miles was shattered and turned into void.

"Please!" He held the hilt of the Changhong Sword in his right hand, and the endless demonic energy surged, he had already put on the best protective armor all over his body. Gu Xiao's eyes were full of firmness and calmness. He held the Changhong Sword at his waist, looked at the strong enemy in front of him, and reached out to fight.

Yi Xuezhen showed a perfect smile, and the smile was full of indescribable calmness. There was an extra copper Bagua on his right hand. On this Bagua, the sixty-four hexagrams were constantly combined and turned into a Taoist rule, intertwined into golden flow patterns, and he also reached out and said, "Please!"

"Back, all back!" A shout sounded, and the onlookers retreated one after another when they saw this scene. In a blink of an eye, there was no one else within a radius of hundreds of miles. Even those experts in the Tongtian Realm hid hundreds of miles away to watch the battle.

The cold murderous aura and the cold fighting spirit were intertwined, and a terrible power burst out!

This is the real decisive battle!
Chapter completed!