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Nan Siyuan said that in ancient times, Rongxie was definitely not a god of the beginning, but he had done more to the human race, so the predecessors remembered him and passed it down to this day.

As for the other Primordial God, it should be Demon God.

In ancient times, there was no distinction between gods and demons, good and evil, and the two gods should be equal.

"It's just that the battle of the ancient gods broke out, the demon god was defeated, the primordial god fell, the ten thousand realms were divided, the heavens were cut off, reincarnation would never return, and the way of heaven was incomplete.

Today, the aura of heaven and earth is getting thinner and thinner. If you think about it, it won't be very far, and monks will completely withdraw from what mortals know. "

"I feel that the demon cultivator should not be reconciled. Now that they have taken the Xuantian Stone again, if my guess is correct, they want to break the Nine Heavens and help the Demon God revive." Nan Siyuan consciously guessed It is almost inseparable, and no one remembers what is beyond Jiuxiaotian, but since the ancestors, there has been a saying that one must guard Jiuxiaotian, and never break it to go beyond Jiuxiaotian.

Otherwise, the day Jiuxiaotian breaks will be the time when the human race will be destroyed.

But if the demon cultivators find a way to revive the demon god, the demon god is their biggest weight. Who knows, will the demon cultivators give it a go and let the common people in the world become their demon cultivator's dust.

This is absolutely not allowed by righteous monks who have protected the ancestors of the world for generations.

If you want to go to Jiuxiaotian, you have to pass through the Xuanbei border. Although the southern border and the southern border are in chaos, the northern border should be the most fearful of the demon cultivator's surprise attack.

In fact, Nan Siyuan did guess right about the thoughts of those banquets.

For example, he wanted to break Jiu Xiaotian's mind.

The Qianjiu Palace has already started a banquet, and the demons gathered together, saying that it was a funeral, but inside they were happy and relaxed like a happy event.

The host of this banquet, Yanzhi, was at the top, and the ghost-faced protector behind him was silent. The seat closest to him was the Spring and Autumn Patriarch of the Promise Palace, and on the other side was the Lord of Qianjiu Palace.

The pretty girl dressed in red didn't have the demeanor of the ancestor of Huashen. She only held a lamp in one hand and rested her forehead lazily with the other. Compared with Chunqiu Shishi's laziness, Chunqiu Yan sitting next to her seemed a lot more reserved.

Looking back at Yan Huai, Lord of the Thousand Vulture Palace, he is not at all like the fearful face that others have said before, the child crying at night, he is dressed in black and black, with a crown like a golden lotus, his eyes hang down on the cup, even if he is speechless, he will It is so beautiful that it shocks the world.

Under the contrast of these two people, the banquet at the top was not suppressed in the slightest. He just swept across the hall lightly, and everyone was so suppressed that they didn't dare to make a sound.

He is the lord of the thousand vultures and even the Eastern Realm. He is a great talent, and he is self-contained in his chest.

"All gentlemen, peace and happiness." Yan Zhi raised his glass and circled it slowly, counting it as a toast.

The other magic cultivators in the audience also raised their glasses to thank the invitation, Spring and Autumn Eleven, as the highest cultivation in the audience, bowed his lips and thanked: "Thank you, Lord Qianjiu, for the invitation."

"Senior Spring and Autumn, you don't need to be too polite." The two who had reached the covenant early chatted happily, and the conversation turned to the others, "Your gentlemen and I are comrades, and this visit has given me enough face for Yanzhi , then, you should also know why this banquet is."

"I know, I know, the former palace lord has a great funeral."

"Why, how could I not know..."

There was an uproar in the hall for a while, and it fell silent when Yan Zhi tapped on the table, only to see a mocking look in Yan Zhi's eyes, and he said: "No, today is my brother's birthday, gentlemen, you really don't care enough. "

As soon as Yanzhi said this, all the guests changed their faces. The letter from Qianjiu Palace was the funeral of Yan Qi, the former lord of Qianjiu Palace. Now that they came, the banquet has changed temporarily. What is it not Hongmen Banquet?

Shu Huayan, who was originally hiding in the corner discussing delicious dishes with others, choked on the spot when Yanzhi called his name. He couldn't stop coughing, and really wanted to refute whose birthday banquet host sat in the corner? !Whose birthday banquet host doesn't even know his own birthday? !

What's more, he thought, even if he was three hundred years old, he wouldn't be in this battle, would he? !

However, the reality is that Shu Huayan stood up slowly while stroking his chest that had just been healed, and smiled at everyone in the hall: "Ah... yes, today is my birthday banquet."

"Have you prepared all the birthday gifts?" Yan Zhi said this without any shyness, and took so much for granted, "My brother's birthday banquet, I attach great importance to it."

Yanzhi's words are obviously hurting people. The funeral he said first has now become a birthday banquet. All the visitors are prepared for funerals. The sudden change of Yanzhi's words makes them dare to speak at the wedding of Qianjiu Palace. Send a funeral.

The demon cultivators who were keenly aware of the Hongmen Banquet that no one could pass by had a bitter look on their faces, and didn't know how to deal with it for a while.

"This... Palace Master, we came here in a hurry, and we haven't found a suitable birthday gift yet... After a few days, we will definitely present brother Ling's birthday gift!" The demon cultivator with medium power tentatively opened his mouth.

The cup in Yanzhi's hand burst out in an instant and smashed on the man's table, he just gave him a cold look, "Why, you all don't pay attention to my brother's birthday banquet like this, and don't give me Yanzhi any face?"

"Banquet Palace Master, don't be angry." Spring and Autumn Eleven raised his glass with a smile and stood up, "Since it's my brother's birthday banquet, I think all of you comrades will keep it in mind. People like me who have a bad memory can only ask You apologize."

"Is Senior Chunqiu not prepared?" Yan Zhi leaned forward with great interest.

"Indeed, I forgot, but." Chunqiu Shishi was still laughing, and he paused as he spoke, "I, Chunqiu Shishi, would like to look forward to the owner of the Promise Palace's only banquet. Are you satisfied with this gift?"

"Wonderful." Yan Zhi's lips curled slightly, clapped his hands and said: "Wonderful, this is really the best gift I have ever received."

When they sang together, it was obvious that they were telling the other demon cultivators that they had only one way to choose.

Some demon cultivators hesitated to surrender, and some demon cultivators shouted angrily: "You Qianjiu Palace said that the funeral comes first! Now you are playing me like this?! Why?!"

Some people took the lead in clamoring, and naturally some demon cultivators who did not want to become vassals joined in, and the temporarily silent hall became chaotic again.

"Ah..." Yan Zhi sighed with regret, "Then, die."

The moment he finished speaking, the blood of the demon cultivator who was the first to protest was spilled on the spot, and the eyes of the other demon cultivators who came with him were red-eyed. The moment he drew his sword, the hall where the banquet was held became a scuffle.

The disparity between them and Huashen has already established the ending.

When Yan Huai, the governor who had been silent all this time, flicked his sleeves, poisonous mist filled the entire hall, and the demon cultivators who had fought fiercely just now collapsed, only the people from Qianjiu Palace and Wuji Palace stood still.

"Either obey." Yan Zhi didn't look angry, "Either die."

"Why talk nonsense with them." Spring and Autumn Eleven flipped the long sword in his hand, and blood splashed on her cheek, "If you don't want to, just kill them all."

"You...you...do you really think you can cover the sky with one hand in the east?" Someone who had been poisoned struggled to stand up.

"Senior Chunqiu is right." Yan Zhi smiled, "I seem to have forgotten to say that the ruling order of my seat has been issued, and anyone who dares not to come to this big banquet will have to die."

Thousands of miles away from Qianjiu Palace, a ten-square mirror was spun in the hand of the Lord of the Judgment Hall, followed by the members of the Greedy Wolf Hall with ghost faces in black clothes, and after that, the burning mansion.

"I really hope there will be more people who don't respect my lord." The corners of Xuan Jing's lips raised slightly, this long-lost wanton killing almost made him forget the revenge of Yan Zhi.

The same scene also happened in Qianjiu Palace. Chunqiu Shiyi pulled Chunqiu Yan, whose face was a little pale, and scolded: "You don't even dare to kill people, what kind of magic cultivator are you?"

"I..." Chunqiuyan paused, the hand holding the sword was shaking, and a magic cultivator who was about to be dealt with by him also crawled back with difficulty, shouting: "Don't...don't..."

Seeing that the disappointment in Chunqiu Shishi's eyes grew deeper, Chunqiu Yan trembled, and the sword energy slashed across the man's neck.

Chun Qiuyan took a low breath, stretched out his hand to brush the blood on Chunqiu Shishi's cheek, and said, "I thought, I'll wipe off the blood for you first, so I won't be afraid..."

Chunqiu Shiyi allowed him to move until Chunqiu Yan stopped, and Chunqiu Shishi responded: "This is how I look like the Young Palace Master of the Promise Palace."

"Just practice more." Yan Zhi propped his chin with one hand, looked at the bloodstains all over the stage, and the living Moxiu got up with difficulty and worshiped him: "May I honor my lord! May I honor my lord!"

"Okay." Yan Zhi raised his hand to stop the people in the palace, "Since everyone has decided what gifts to give, let's continue with this banquet."

Yan Huai nodded as a signal, and summoned the people in the palace to distribute the antidote.

Yanzhi didn't intend to clean up the main hall, but only asked people to dispose of the corpses, and the bloodstains still remained all over the floor.

"Go on, everyone." Seeing that no one dared to move in the audience, Yan Zhi couldn't help squinting his eyes.

The obvious warning, asking them to exchange cups and cups in this blood-stained temple, meant nothing more than that if they dared to disobey, they would be the next sacrifices.

Yan Huai had no extra emotions from the beginning to the end. To put it simply, these lives and deaths have nothing to do with him, even if he is one of the culprits.

Under this inexplicable silence, a woman in Tsing Yi stepped into the gate of the palace and said with a smile: "Am I late?"

It was the Demon King of Southern Border—Qing Zhu.

The demon cultivators who had just escaped from the dead just stared round and stopped him. Is he... in collusion with the monster clan?

"It's not too late, it's just right." Yan Zhi ordered someone to exchange for new fine wine and arranged for Qing Zhu to sit down, "When Miss Qing Zhu comes, my Qianjiu Palace will be full of splendor."

"Your Majesty is used to finding me happy." Qing Zhu covered his lips with a smile, "There are good wine and delicacies, and the southeast and southeast regions are one, Qing Zhu is really good, let's congratulate Your Majesty first."

"Fortunately, Senior Chunqiu and Miss Qingzhu helped me, and I would like to thank Yanzhi." Yanzhi raised his cup to pay respects, and he really looked like he was talking and laughing at Yan Yan, and gathered together happily.

Shu Huayan, who was inexplicably named a birthday banquet by Yanzhi, smashed the wine in his hand. The reason for today's banquet is no longer important. Those who want to go to Huangquan Road and ask Yanqi for an explanation.

He is ruthless enough, but also decisive enough, with such courage, he is worthy of being the master of their Thousand Eagle Palace and even the Eastern Realm.

Shu Huayan held the full wine glass and smiled, as he is so knowledgeable about current affairs, he will not violate Yanzhi's intention.

Shu Hua must have drunk too much, he pulled the corner of Rong Sa who was in charge of guarding him, pointed to the blood on the ground and said: "Ah Da, look, the sky is about to change."