Chapter 43 Demon Temple becomes a Shura field

"Demon clan, have you disappeared for 100,000 years?" Ye Qianqiu knew very little about these secrets. Hearing Yunyue's words, he couldn't help frowning and asking.

"You don't know, this should be known by ordinary practitioners!" Yunyue looked at Ye Qianqiu with a puzzled face and didn't understand why he didn't even know this.

"But I've heard the stories of those demons! What else is fox demon or something..." Ye Qianqiu felt that something was wrong. He had heard a story about the demon clan.

Yunyue looked at him with a smile, then looked up at the five ancient characters and said, "The demon clan has indeed disappeared for 100,000 years. What you heard are just stories fabricated by some people based on wild historical records, which is not true!"

"That fact is..." Ye Qianqiu's curiosity was aroused and he wanted to ask directly.

Yunyue lowered her head and looked deep into the temple and said, "The demon clan is an ancient race. In ancient times, that is, more than 100,000 years ago, they dominated the world and were incomparable. At that time, there were many races in the world, and our human race was just one kind. Legend has it that the demon clan is the most powerful race for no other reason, just because there are too many demon saints than any other race!"

Hearing this, Ye Qianqiu was very surprised and asked, "The demon saint, the demon saint?"

"Yes, the power of the demon saint is all over the world. It is said that the ancestor of our race also took a lot of effort to defeat some demon saints!" The cloud moon still looked at the depths of the temple and said slowly.

"The ancestors of the human race have to take a lot of effort to defeat some demon saints?" Ye Qianqiu was very shocked. The ancestor of the human race, he knew what level it was. It was said that it was at least the peak of the most holy nine heavens or half-step flying immortals, and even directly had the cultivation of the realm of flying immortals!

Yunyue exhaled and said, "Yes, this is indeed recorded in my secret history!" I inadvertently looked through it and was punished to think about the cliff for several months!"

"Then here, the Xiaotian Demon Temple is indeed left by a demon saint!" Ye Qianqiu also looked into the depths of the temple and said in a low voice.

"I don't know why you can recognize those five ancient characters, but according to the feeling given to us by the previous temple gate, this should be left by the demon sanctuary!" Yunyue frowned and said so.

As soon as Yunyue finished speaking, Ye Qianqiu stepped to the depths of the temple and said, "Let's go, whether he is left by the demon sanctuary or not. Anyway, it is also the temple. If you don't make a breakthrough, it is a waste of great opportunity!"

Seeing this, Yunyue shook her head, smiled bitterly, and quickly followed.

The more they go to the depths of the temple, the more Ye Qianqiu and Yunyue feel that the pressure is getting stronger and greater, even heavier than the pressure on the stone ladder in front of the Taiyimen Mountain Gate. It will take a long time for each distance. Later, the two saw that many practitioners in the metamorphic realm could not directly withstand this pressure. The man has fallen to the ground.

Going further, the two saw some practitioners in the realm of Yuqi. At this time, it was very difficult for those practitioners to take every step. Ye Qianqiu and Yunyue were much better than them. After all, both of them were already peaks, and the peaks of the two were different. On the way, Yunyue told Ye Qianqiu that his peak, and It's not a mountain, but a thorough Taoist word!

At that time, Ye Qianqiu was stunned, Taoism? Is this unique to the innate Taoist body, but Yunyue said that he didn't know it. Several elders in the sect knew about it and did not say a reason, but said that the future was unlimited.

And Ye Qianqiu also told him that his peak was not a peak, but himself. However, he still didn't say anything about the war. After hearing this, Yunyue pondered for a long time and finally laughed, "Unrespectful, disrespectful, self-respecting, you really dare to come!"

Then, the two came to a corridor, where they saw many weapons and magic weapons. After careful observation, these were at least human-level peaks, and there were even many sacred weapons and magic weapons. However, it seems that they have lost their former glory because they are too old. , has become shabby, and has become a waste that is not as good as ordinary human-level weapons and magic weapons under the power of time.

In the corridor, there are still many practitioners, some of whom seem to have died in the war. Yunyue shook his head after seeing it and said, "These people must not know that these things have been abandoned. They fought for the sake of robbery, and then died in such a worthless war!"

Finally, the two walked through the corridor and came to a wide hall. What happened in this hall was to let them stare at me, and I stared at you. I didn't know what to say.

In front of you, hundreds of practitioners of the imperial realm and practitioners of the peak realm are fighting together like crazy. Energy storms are everywhere, and dazzling beams are flashing everywhere. All kinds of blades are fighting together, and blood is constantly splashing. This is simply a battlefield, a battlefield for practitioners!

After observing from a distance for a while, Ye Qianqiu and Yunyue found the reason. In the middle of the hall, a silver gun is firmly inserted there. Looking at its brilliance, it should be at least a new to the sacred level, and it is not like the wastes on both sides of the corridor. This silver gun is completely useful!

Then, Ye Qianqiu's spirit surged into his eyes. Gradually, he saw the reason why the silver gun had not been destroyed after such a long time.

Around the silver gun, a dragon spirit is constantly pouring into it, and the dragon spirit is nourished, which is simply unimaginable. I'm afraid that this silver gun is not as simple as entering the holy level!

After Ye Qianqiu explained the situation and Yunyue, Yunyue, who had seen a lot of good things, also swallowed his saliva and said, "I'm afraid this gun has a very powerful power, but those strong clan and the dragon riders of the royal family are not there. Is there something better in the deeper part?"

After listening to Yunyue's words, Ye Qianqiu looked at the deeper part of the temple with disappointing eyes, and then said, "Let's go and have a look. This silver gun doesn't care about it!"

Yunyue scolded this guy for ignoring his life and death. Through the battlefield of so many people, it's simply looking for death. I'm afraid he will be dragged into the war before he gets close!

After listening to Yunyue's words, Ye Qianqiu also figured it out a little and said, "What should I do? Move it over with the Taoist method?"

"No, the energy of heaven and earth here fluctuates too much. If you use space Taoism, I'm afraid you will be lost in the space gap if you are not careful!" Yunyue looked at the hundreds of people fighting crazily in the hall and frowned and said.

"What should I do?" Ye Qianqiu was very confused and really didn't know what Yunyue was thinking.

Yunyue looked at him, looked at the practitioners who were fighting in the hall, and then said, "Wait!"

"Wait?" Ye Qianqiu looked at the clouds and the moon and looked very confused. When do we have to wait?

"It won't take long for me to find the best time and route through this hall!" Yunyue stared at the hall without blinking and said confidently.

Time passed slowly, and the war has lasted for more than half an hour. I don't know how many people died in the battle, and the blood stained the ground of the hall. Moreover, some practitioners who came behind also saw the extraordinary silver gun and joined the war crazily, while Ye Qianqiu and Yunyue have always been Standing in the distance and observing, he did not approach half a step.

In the hall, there are shouts of killing, all kinds of magic lines constantly emerging, and all kinds of martial arts are emerging one after another. People are constantly killed or injured, blood is splashed everywhere, and limbs are flying. Here, it is simply a hell on earth, Shura killing field!

For a holy silver gun, these people are all crazy. In this way, you can imagine how attractive the holy weapon is!

When the battle was fierce, a fine light suddenly flashed in the eyes of the cloud moon, and then the air in the whole body continued to surge, and the qi and blood rose to the peak. He stepped on his feet and rushed to the middle of the hall and shouted at the same time, "Go!"

Hearing the words, Ye Qianqiu Ye's eyes were slightly closed, and then Wanhua's spirit surged out, and he showed that he followed the clouds and moon like ghosts.

At this time, there were still more than 100 practitioners with slightly higher cultivation fighting on the field, and other low cultivation had already fallen. However, out of selfishness, almost all of these 100 people forced their opponents far away from the holy gun. Near the holy gun in the center of the hall, there were few living people, and the bodies were horizontal. There are a lot upside down.

The cloud moon and Ye Qianqiu were shining with their feet, and one was shaped like a ghost. At this time, they passed through the hall, which had become the battlefield of Shura, and came to the other side of the hall, that is, the passage to the next place next place of the temple.

Standing here, both of them breathed a sigh of relief, and then stood against the wall for a long time before recovering.

It turned out that in order to cross the hall as quickly as possible, Ye Qianqiu and Yunyue surged up their inner breath to temporarily resist the pressure in the temple. Otherwise, they would not have rushed over so soon. Therefore, even if it was only such a distance, they were exhausted enough.

"Why do these people still fight? They won't stop without the last one?" Ye Qianqiu looked back at the more than 100 practitioners who were still in the war and shook his head.

"I don't blame others for my selfish desires. Forget it, let's continue to go!" Yunyue patted him on the shoulder and then walked straight into the passage.

Seeing this, Ye Qianqiu sighed first, and then looked down at the Qingyang sword in his hand that was infinitely close to the holy level. Thinking that those people were so crazy for a holy gun before, if they knew that the Qingyang sword was infinitely close to the existence of the holy sword, they would be the object of the group attack!

Thinking of this, Ye Qianqiu couldn't help shivering, then shook his head and quickly followed him to the cloud moon.