The Emperor of Heaven, who was loyal to Feng Yu, was buried in the vast sea. Feng Yu's most precious white deer is in Jiuzhou. Even Yin Jiu, who is also a drinker with Feng Yu, is in Jiuzhou. So why did Feng Yu choose to protect the West Sea? Apart from Piaomiao Island, there is nothing in the West Sea that Feng Yu is worthy of nostalgia, and Feng Yu is not a selfish demon.

"I guess why the mirage of time on the sea appears, it is why it appears." Jiang Longyi answered without hesitation this time.

So why does the shadow of time appear in the vast sea?

It is to say the final farewell to the world.

Zhuque's idea was consistent with Jiang Longyi's. He threw out the cluster of flames in his hand, and the flames expanded and broke in an instant, and some turned into countless fine lights and floated into the sky, and some fell to the bottom of the sea to bloom into thousands of red lotus.

In a moment, the entire West Sea was shrouded in the red and golden barrier of the Vermilion Bird. Qin Fei seemed to be attracted by the scenery in front of her, and her eyes were dissipated, and she subconsciously wanted to reach out to capture the beautiful red lotus floating in the air.

Zhuque tsk with a light tongue, and fired a wisp of demonic energy to awaken Qin Fei.

Qin Fei felt that she had lost her composure and apologized: "Sorry, Master."

Zhuque waved his hand casually: "Okay, go back to your Piaomiao Island. Warn the demons on Piaomiao Island to be more at ease. If you don't want to die, don't come out."

After Qin Fei left, Zhuque took Jiang Longyi to the coast.

At this time, the sky had completely turned red and golden, and a red sun hung over the coastline, giving the world a bright light. The beach under their feet was extending to where the red sun was.

Jiang Longyi blinked: "This is..."

"My barrier." Zhuque answered concisely and clearly, "Great monsters whose strength reaches a certain level will give birth to their own natal barrier."

Jiang Longyi looked around with interest: "Does it have a name?"

Zhuque nodded: "Liansheng."

Each of the four demons in Jiuzhou Imperial City has a natal barrier.

Yin Jiu's night barrier with a full moon is called Meng Dun. Wen Yujun's barrier is a white world condensed by countless jade stones, called He Yan. However, Gu Lian's barrier is a solemn ice and snow, called Yuanyang.

The barrier of Vermilion Bird is the most beautiful and illusory, and the murderous intent is the most powerful. However, Vermilion Bird deliberately took the name of Lotus, and intended to be reborn by death.

Suddenly, Zhuque stretched out his hand, and a red gold bud fell on his palm. Zhuque said, "Okay, the barrier has covered this world. The barrier has broken the reality. The phoenix roar outside should be able to dispel the fear of the monsters. Of course, humans can also rely on its blessings to spend this day safely."

And the strange music was imprisoned in the barrier by Suzaku.

When it comes to murderous intent, Zhuque's barrier is never worse than the music of the sea elves. The strength of the ancient monster, even the tip of the iceberg, is far from comparable to the meager demon power of the sea elves. But just when Zhuque completely confined the music of the music in his barrier, Zhuque's eyes suddenly became dark.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Longyi asked softly.

Zhuque withdrew the flames in his palm, pinched his eyebrows, and pondered: "I just noticed the breath of the ancient demon immortal from this murderous intent."

Time retreats back to the time when the Ninth Heaven is prosperous.

That day, all the immortals and gods gathered in the competition field of the ninth heaven. Because the previous guardian was martyred, the Emperor of Heaven needed to choose a guardian again. The guardian of the Emperor of Heaven had the right to be equivalent to half of the Emperor of Heaven. Similarly, this also required that the guardians selected must be strong enough and absolutely loyal.

The previous guardians all came from the Bird Clan. This time is no exception. In fact, the Pengniao clan is the most competitive clan, and there happened to be a young Pengniao who has cultivated into a demon god. Therefore, many immortals and gods have already agreed that this young Pengniao demon god will become the next guardian.

However, this demon god has not come yet.

Zhuque, sitting on the osmanthus tree, listened to the gossip and guessing below, and stretched boredly. He was different from these immortals and gods and did not expect the arrival of the Pengbi Demon God. After all, he and that guy didn't like each other.

Although that guy is good at strength, he is impatient and stubborn, but he is so conceited that he can't listen to anyone's opinions. In Zhuque's opinion, such a demon god is really not suitable to serve as the guardian of the Heavenly Emperor.

"I think he won't come, or you can choose one of these contestants." Zhuque was keen on disrupting the competition.

Those who dare to speak at this time will only be the Judicial Demon King in the Nine Heavens. In fact, if Zhuque had not been the title of Judicial Demon King, there would be no such thing as the Judicial Demon King as the Heavenly Emperor's guardian.

After hearing the voice of Zhuque, the Emperor of Heaven smiled helplessly. Just as he was about to find someone to find the Peng Bird Demon God, two figures came fighting.

The silver-white demon god's power and the gorgeous phoenix true fire were fighting each other in the air. The two kept colliding, and the waves caused the stone slabs in the competition began to shatter, and even the petals of the osmanthus tree fell to the ground.

"Why did these two fight?"

"Who knows?"

"Okay, stop talking, hurry up and try to persuade the fight!"

"Are you sure you were trying to persuade the fight in the past? Isn't you seeking death?"

"I said, brother, you can see clearly, that's the Phoenix's true fire!"

"No, brothers, the Judicial Demon King didn't take action. Why are you excited? Do you really want to provoke the Judicial Demon King?"

The judicial demon Zhuque, who was feared by the gods and immortals, was sitting steadily on the osmanthus tree, watching the scene that was rare in a thousand years with relish. But he did not move, and the other immortals and gods did not dare to participate, so he had to follow him to watch.

The white Pengyu and the gorgeous Fengyu fell in the fight. The Emperor of Heaven still did not say anything. He looked at the two figures in the distance, with a calm face, but at some point in his hand, he quietly pinched a beautiful Fengyu.

Suddenly, the phoenix true fire in the sky shone brightly, covering the silver-white demon god's power. A figure wrapped in the phoenix true fire fell in the center of the competition venue. When the phoenix true fire dissipated, the one who was half kneeling on the ground was the candidate of the Heavenly Emperor's guardian - Pengbi Demon God.

The demon god of Pengbi was covered in blood. After he vomited a mouthful of divine blood, he stood up with a long sword as support. His sinister eyes looked at the beautiful phoenix hovering in the sky, and once again accumulating strength to rush forward.

But in a blink of an eye, he was knocked to the ground by the phoenix. Feng Yu was falling in public. The bright long sword had already resisted the heart of the Peng Bird Demon God. The tip of the sword covered the murderous intent, and it seemed that the heart of the god could be dug out in the next moment.
Chapter completed!