Qianhu world is not the direct interface of the demon world. Even if he practices to the later stage of transforming God, it is very difficult to return to the demon world.


    "Zhao Daoyou, don''t be too discouraged. We still have a chance to return to the demon world. Didn''t lord Xueguang say? As long as we find the ancient altar and communicate with other saints, we have hope to return to the demon world."


    Ouyangyu comforted that they could only find a way to communicate with other saints, but this method was also very difficult.


    The demon world has its own direct interface. Most of the masters of these interfaces are demon families. These demon families have a way to contact the power of the demon world. Unless they find the relevant ancient altar, they can''t contact other demon ancestors at all. The best way is to find an interface invaded by the demon family, and maybe they can have a way to communicate the power of the demon world.


    Zhao Qianfeng suddenly thought of something, looked at situ Mei and asked in a deep voice, "situ fairy, I remember you said that the Dongli world had been invaded by the demon clan?"


    "Yes, that war destroyed a sea area in the South China Sea. I don''t know whether there is an ancient altar."


    Situ Mei said truthfully that she had no reason to deceive Zhao Qianfeng. Even if she found the ancient altar, she didn''t know how to communicate with the holy ancestor of the demon family. She knew too little about the demon world.


    "East fence!"


    Zhao Qianfeng''s face sank and showed a thoughtful expression on his face.


    "Let''s go back to the holy palace to discuss our future. As long as we can find the ancient altar, everything will be fine."


    Zhao Qianfeng waved his big sleeve and ordered.


    The friars promised to come down one after another and left here with Zhao Qianfeng.


    Before long, they returned to Jusheng palace. Situ Mei told the story of the immortal devil war in Dongli world more than 4000 years ago.


    "So, there may be ancient altars in the Wangui sea area?"


    Ouyang Yu frowned and looked suspicious.


    This kind of thing is hard to say. What if it doesn''t exist! Didn''t you come in vain.


    "I don''t know. If there is an ancient altar in Dongli, it is mostly in the 10000 ghost sea area of the South China Sea!"


    Situ Mei''s expression was serious.


    At this time, a shrill ghost cry came from Ouyang Yu. Ouyang Yu wrinkled her willow eyebrows, took out a shiny Dharma disc and entered several Dharma formulas. A burst of "sobbing" ghost cry sounded.


    "Hey, there''s spiritual cultivation coming. It''s fast."


    Ouyang Yu was surprised.


    "Fairy Ouyang, you didn''t admit your mistake! Are you sure? The spiritual cultivation of Qianhu world was almost killed by us. Several old guys of Qianhu Zhenjun also left Qianhu world. It''s impossible for the spiritual cultivation of Qianhu world to dare to go to the holy palace."


    A burly young man in green robes was puzzled. The young man in green robes had a square face and small eyes. The breath emitted from his body was stronger than situ Mei.


    Liu Shengkai, in the middle stage of transforming God, was proficient in the art of resisting animals.


    "This ghost plate is the secret treasure of Ouyang family. Our ancestors followed Xuanfu Shengzu to march on other interfaces and made great achievements. It was given by the lady of the Shengzu. After returning to the demon world, this treasure will not be used. The ancestor gave it to me as a keepsake. This treasure has never made mistakes in detecting the breath of spiritual cultivation."


    Ouyang Yu said confidently.


    "Could it be that the Tianlan world and the Dongli world joined hands to kill them? With ordinary spiritual cultivation, they don''t have the courage to break into the holy talisman palace."


    Situ Mei made a bold guess.


    "Hum, I just want to go to the East fence. Since they want to die themselves, don''t blame us for being rude. Send orders and prepare the whole army for war."


    Zhao Qianfeng''s face was murderous. He was full of anger. He had no place to vent. He just took spiritual cultivation to vent his anger.


    "Yes, Zhao Daoyou."


    Situ Mei and others agreed with one voice. After years of transformation, the demon family has trained a large number of high-level friars. These high-level friars practice magic skills. They have a certain gap with the same level demon family, but they can join hands to fight against the enemy.


    Millions of miles away, a glittering blue flying boat floats in the air. Thousands of monks such as Wang Changsheng stand on the deck with different looks.


    Under the blue dragon boat, there are thousands of miles of black mountains. Looking around, you can see a large number of black trees, and there is a magic gas between the mountains and forests.


    "Wang Daoyou, are you sure that the demon clan has found us? We''ve come all the way. We''ve escaped quickly. The demon clan hasn''t found it at all. Are you worrying about nothing?"


    Li Shuo frowned and said that Wang Changsheng suddenly said that the demon clan had found them. You know, they had no contact with other demons except attacking Hu Guangyi''s branch at the beginning.


    Wang Ruyan flicked his wrist gently, and a golden light flew out, impressively a soul eating golden cicada.


    Wang Changsheng''s soul eating golden cicada has been cultivated to the third grade. After taking the panacea given by Gongsun Yang, he fell into a deep sleep and hasn''t woke up yet. Wang Changsheng placed it in a secret room. Wang Ruyan''s soul eating golden cicada has also grown to the third grade.


    This time, he followed Wang Ruyan to Qianhu world. He suddenly gave Wang Ruyan a warning.


    The soul eating golden cicada looked very irritable, and kept making sharp hisses, with its wings flapping.


    Shangguan Tianhong''s palm turned over, the golden light flashed, and a light golden ball appeared in his hand.


    "The monitoring means of the demon clan are not low! They found it. Hum, in that case, there''s no need to hide. Kill it directly. Tiger Road friend, shark road friend, younger martial brother Lei and Lin Road friend. You will join hands with me to deal with Zhao Qianfeng at that time. The others will choose a god turning friar as the target. In a word, if there is an enemy, there is no me, and I am invincible."


    Shangguan Tianhong said in a deep voice. When he pinched the magic formula, the Lingguang of the green dragon boat soared and turned into a blue light, which broke through the air.


    A quarter of an hour later, the blue dragon boat suddenly lost control and quickly fell to the ground.


    At the same time, a shrill ghost roar sounded, and men, women and children cried. The originally sunny sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds, and gusts of wind blew on the plain, blowing countless flying sand and stones.


    The ground shook violently, as if it were an earthquake. Before long, the ground was torn open, and thick and long cracks appeared. Two white bone hands wrapped in black gas broke through the earth and shot at the rapidly falling blue dragon boat from the left and right sides.


    Qin Yunfeng''s sleeve robe shook, and the wind was strong. Two green winds swept out and greeted him.


    Two cyan tornadoes, like tofu, were smashed by two white bone hands.


    Hundreds of Yuan Ying monks such as Wang Qingshan cast spells to attack the white bone hands one after another. A huge explosion sounded, and all kinds of magic aura flooded the two white bone hands, which was shocking.


    These attacks were like tickling, and failed to hurt the white bone hands. The two white bone hands defeated all these attacks and clapped at the blue dragon boat.


    A deafening thunder came from high above. Hundreds of thick silver lightning cut through the sky and accurately split on two white boned hands.


    Two white boned hands burst into smoke and suddenly stopped.