Taoist Wukong also looked at Xu Ying with great interest, and said: “The demon race, the race that ruled the world in the past, has a glorious history. When did it become so humble that it was necessary to choose sides?”
The Demon Ancestor sighed and said: “Six hundred thousand years ago, the Demon Clan didn’t choose anyone. As a result, they didn’t get any benefits. Instead, they were liquidated afterwards. Now it’s a time of great change. If we don’t choose sides, I’m afraid we won’t be able to take sides in the future.” There is no chance to choose a side.”
Taoist Wukong asked doubtfully: “The tide of the three realms is not a time of great change, right?”
He suddenly woke up and lost his voice: “What do you mean?”
He turned into a golden light and flew away. The next moment, the golden ape flew out of the Demon Clan’s ancestral court, came outside, penetrated the sky of the ancestral court, and soared into the void.
But when he saw his eyes turning, two rays of golden light were as bright as pillars, shining towards the void.
Affected by the tides of the three realms, the Immortal Realm is approaching in the void, and the heavenly road connecting the two immortal realms is also being squeezed and shrinking at this moment.
Even some parts of the broken sky road have begun to be reconnected!
However, Taoist Wukong is not looking at the heavenly road or the fairy world, but looking behind the fairy world.
The void there was so deep that it was difficult to see clearly. He could only vaguely feel that there seemed to be something huge behind the fairy world, which was infinitely larger than the fairy world, and was quietly approaching.
Taoist Wukong took a breath of air, turned back and jumped into the ancestral court.
A ray of golden light entered the demon clan’s ancestral court again. When the golden light stopped, Taoist Wukong walked out to the demon ancestor’s side, his face uncertain.
After a long time, the golden ape sighed: “It’s difficult! It’s difficult! It’s difficult!”
The old demon ancestor was here, looking at Xu Ying from a distance, and said leisurely: “So, let’s choose a side first.”
There, in front of Xu Ying, countless branches flying in the sky in the collapsed immortal palace were the true form of Liu Shengtao, the elder of the Liu family.
The sword promised earlier was extremely overbearing. The Purple Netherworld Saber fell from the crown of the old willow tree and almost hit the root!
The surging power of the sword shattered countless branches, and the big tree was almost split in half!
Fortunately, the roots were not injured, and clan elder Liu Shengtao was not dead. But what kind of powerful immortal weapon is the Purple Nether Sword?
The peerless magic sword forged by the em
