The fierce aura suddenly burst out. At this moment, the monk Yan's aura changed drastically. His face was as ferocious as a black dragon, and his eyes were full of evil light, turning from a monk with extraordinary temperament to a demon king.

Monk Yan shouted loudly that the beautiful woman who rushed forward actually repelled her and staggered back more than ten steps. The stuttering and chattering were also impacted by this momentum. Even Zhuge Buliang couldn't help but take two steps back, looking at the monk with a violent aura in surprise.

"What's going on?" Zhuge Buliang said in surprise.

Xiaoyun stood beside her, and said solemnly: "In fact, Master Yan is the real inheritor of the demon monk."

"What did you say!? Master Yan is the descendant of the demon monk!?" Zhuge Buliang suddenly felt a mess in his mind.[

He heard the character of the Demon Monk mentioned in Qianye City that he was a famous figure tens of thousands of years ago. He had both Buddha nature and demon nature. He was a strong man who would be subverted by the entire Immortal Realm with one hand and a strong man who destroyed the immortals with one hand. The existence of the Demon Monk can be said to be a nightmare for all the cultivators of the entire Immortal Realm.

Xiaoyun nodded and said, "My master only received part of the inheritance of the demon monk back then, and could differentiate the incarnation of Buddha nature and demon nature, but Master Yan obtained all the inheritance of the demon monk, and the Buddha and demon practitioners were practiced together."

Zhuge Buliang's inner shock was greatly increased. He looked at Monk Yan, who was now full of demonic energy, incredible. He was completely different from before. Now he is like a worldly demon king, with his power over the world.

This situation never happened in Jiuzhou back then. It can be seen that Monk Yan became the descendant of the Monk Monk after entering the prehistoric immortal realm. Over the past few hundred years, everyone has an unknown secret. The identity of Monk Successor is the biggest secret of Monk Yan.

The beautiful woman did not retreat and stared at Monk Yan incredibly.

"Master's wife, are you okay?" A group of cultivators from Zhu Zixian Sect came up.

At this moment, Monk Yan's body suddenly became taller, with demonic patterns surging on his body, and two substantial evil lights about a meter long shot out from his eyes.

"You" the beautiful woman was frightened. With her cultivation level of first entering the realm of Dharma Taixu, she was actually shocked by the other party's aura.

"Hmph!" Monk Yan snorted violently, and the black "卍" between his eyebrows flashed. One of his palms became black and dark, and one of his demon patterns flashed, like a demon's palm.

"This is the broken arm of the demon monk!" Zhuge Buliang said in surprise.

Xiao Yun said: "Yes, it's the devil monk's broken arm. Although my master suppressed the devil monk's broken arm, he refined it, so he gave it to Master Yan. Master Yan has the perfect inheritance of the devil monk and can naturally control the devil monk's broken arm."

The monk Yan was now steaming with demonic energy, like the demon king Linfan, and walked forward: "Give you a chance to live and die!" As he said that, his palms covered with demon patterns were raised, and the magic patterns flashed, and his palms pressed forward.

A group of cultivators from Zhu Zixian Sect suddenly groaned. They felt a huge oppressive force coming, as if a mountain was pressing on their hearts. Even the beautiful woman's face became extremely ugly. She knew that with her current strength, she could not do anything to the monk like a demon in front of her.

"Are you really a Buddhist disciple?" The beautiful woman looked at Monk Yan in disbelief.

"I want to live or die!" Monk Yan's tall body was tall and straight, and his palm pressed towards the person from Zhu Zixian Sect opposite.

"Hmph, let's go!" The beautiful woman finally compromised. With a call, she turned around and flew towards the other direction of the sand sea. The people from the Zhu Zixian Sect behind her could no longer bear this powerful oppression. After the beautiful woman gave her order, she followed her as if she was running away.

Zhuge Buliang frowned slightly. If it were his personality, he would definitely kill all without leaving any other. There was no need to let the tiger go back to the mountain.

Monk Yan is a fellow practitioner of Buddha and demons. Two different cultivation attributes complement each other. While demonizing, there is also suppression of Buddha nature. If Monk Yan is completely demonized, he is completely a killing machine and will never show mercy when he starts.

"Oh," Zhuge Buliang sighed. It would be a disaster if he lets these people from Zhu Zixian Sect go, but he doesn't have to say anything at this moment.

The powerful enemy retreated, and monk Yan closed his eyes slightly, the violent aura on his body dissipated, and the demonic patterns on his face and arms also disappeared. The golden Buddha light appeared again, and he turned back to the monk who was as quiet as a Buddhist son.

"Hu" the few people often breathed a sigh of relief. When the monk was demonized just now, they all felt a powerful oppression, and only Zhuge Buliang felt better.

"Haha, you two were just frightened." Yan monk smiled humbly and looked at Zhuge Buliang and the Cattle Witch. After all, it was the first time they saw their demonic side.

Zhuge Buliang smiled but said nothing. Instead, the little calf witch stared at her cute big eyes, her eyes were full of obsession. She touched the pair of horns on her head and said, "Wow, monk, you were so cool just now, let's change another one."

Zhuge Buliang quickly pulled her behind him. This mad girl is so ignorant of speaking.

Monk Yan walked to the burial pit and looked at the rotten corpses of Buddhist children in the burial pit. A faint sadness appeared on Monk Yan's face. A golden Buddha light flew out, which was a string of golden Buddhist beads. Under the urging of Monk Yan's magic tricks, the golden Buddhist beads turned into a "卍" seal.

The "卍" seal was shrouded, and the golden Buddha light sprinkled onto the burial pit. Under this pure Buddha light, the corpses in the burial pit quickly melted and disappeared.

After dealing with everything, Monk Yan smiled at everyone and said, "Let's go, I've been wasting a lot of time just now."

"Yeah." The little calf witch nodded obediently, looked at Monk Yan with little stars all over his eyes, took out the ancient jade and led the way in front.

Facing the obsessive gaze of the calf witch, Monk Yan smiled awkwardly. Zhuge Buliang walked to him and said with a smile: "It seems you have caused some trouble."

Continue to grop in the depths of the sand sea. This time, they flew for several days, but they didn't know how many thousands of miles they had, but the vast sea of ​​sand was still out of bounds. They had not encountered any trouble these days. However, at this time, the ancient jade in the hand of the calf witch suddenly failed.

"Oh, what should I do?" The little witch said frustratedly: "What kind of broken things my father gave me? It was broken at the critical moment."

"It seems that we can only explore ourselves." Xiao Yun also said.

"Go to explore? How to explore?" The chatterbag said dissatisfiedly: "You have also seen that the sand sea is so big, and there are dangers everywhere. When should you explore? I'm afraid that the people who entered the sand sea before have already reached the sanctuary by now. At that time, they will take away all the good things in the sanctuary, and it will be useless if we go there. And we may not be sure that we will be trapped in the sand sea forever and cannot walk out. Let's think of a solution. Grabbing slowly is not a wise choice. Who has a good idea to say it, why don't you talk? Stutter or you say it first? Or forget it, you probably can't say anything? Xiaoyun, forget it, what can girls pay attention to every family? Who has a way? Talk, don't stand there, just talk."

The chatter fully demonstrated his silly character. Xiao Yun gave him a blank look and said, "Do you die, you are just talking nonsense."

The chatterbag said: "What nonsense is this? I'm talking about common sense. Brother Zhuge, Brother Yan, what do you think? Hey, what are you two looking at? What are you looking good over there?"

At this time, several people suddenly discovered the strangeness between Zhuge Buliang and Monk Yan, and they looked at a certain place in the sand sea together.

"What are you looking at?" The little calf witch also looked at the two of them curiously.

Monk Yan smiled and said, "Brother Zhuge, did you see it?"

"Well, it's another shadow of the ancient city." Zhuge Buliang said.

"That direction should be the Holy Land."

"Uh" Zhuge Buliang hesitated for a moment and said, "It's hard to say, have you forgotten the scene in the anti-current land? What you see in front of you may not be true."[

Monk Yan nodded in agreement: "That's better than the purpose of the man. Let's try this direction first, maybe a miracle really happened."

Zhuge Buliang thought about it for a while, and with the current situation, he had to do so. Unexpectedly, when he was worried about his end of the road, he saw the remains of the ancient city again. This is also the only clue they can find the holy land at present.

As time went by, about two days later, Zhuge Buliang and Monk Yan were surprised to find that they were getting closer and closer to the ancient city's remains, which means that they were really looking for the right direction and that they could really reach the holy realm here.

Another day passed, and at this time it was not only Zhuge Buliang and Monk Yan, but also Xiaoyun, the Maverick Witch and the Sambha Talk, who all saw the shadow of the ancient city.

"Is it really a sacred realm there?" The chatterboy was also excited.

"It's Daddy" the little witch suddenly said in surprise and pointed to the other side.

I saw two figures standing in the distance, one of which was the mad bull god Niu Ganglie. The other was wearing a black robe and a bronze ancient sword behind his back. He stood side by side with Niu Ganglie. Although his figure was not as strong as Niu Ganglie, his aura was not weaker than the other party.

"Senior Mo Lin." Zhuge Buliang was surprised. The man turned out to be the owner of Shujianzhai, Mo Lin, the father of Meximen. Zhuge Buliang was a little incredible and murmured: "He has also come to the Eastern Region. Has the great official of Ximen come too?"

"Dad." The little calf witch called out crisply and flew up first. Zhuge Buliang and others followed.

Niu Ganglie turned his head to look at his daughter, raised his hand and wiped her head indulgently, and smiled, "I didn't expect you to find this place so soon."

"Senior." Zhuge Buliang first bowed to Mo Lin.

Mo Lin nodded with a smile: "I haven't seen each other for a few days, my cultivation has improved a lot."

"I also have to thank you for your care." Zhuge Buliang smiled. The magical skill of "swallowing spirits and souls" passed to him by Mo Lin last time has helped him a lot these days, which has greatly improved his cultivation level. In fact, Zhuge Buliang also swallowed up the cultivation of seventy-eight eight strong people.
Chapter completed!