Chapter 393 We, as cultivators, carry our swords to protect the mountain gate!

Half a year later, Zixiao Mountain.

"Recently, many authentic sects around me, Zixiao, such as Shangyang Sect, Tianmu Sect, Jinyang Mountain and many other sects, have all sent messages to inquire about my lineage."

"Xuan Qingyang was flying in the sky. There was a huge movement that day and the ripples spread widely. Now the ripples have spread, making many people feel fearful and uneasy."

"And as the situation develops, more and more evil cultivators have appeared and become extremely rampant. Most of them have traces, and they should be the descendants of the three demonic families."

"In my Zixiao Dao domain, there is a barrier to protect and protect me, and there has been no incident yet."

"But many evil sects and major cultivators intentionally or unintentionally attack and kill the Taoists around me, Zixiao, outside the Dao realm. Their purpose is obvious."

True Lord Xuanxiao was worried and told Ji Qiu the recent news.

Now more than half a year has passed since Xuan Qingyang came to Qiuxia Mountain.

During this period, he never came again.

However.

The situation has not slowed down, but has become even more tense.

Taoism and law are not divided into good and evil, right and evil. The reason why they are called "evil" cultivation and "demon" cultivation is because of the actions of the practitioners themselves.

If you practice Taoism for a thousand days, you will become a devil in one night.

All magic skills are achieved after paying a certain price, so that one's own practice can achieve incredible improvements in a short period of time.

The conditions that need to be paid are often extremely harsh and need to be learned from other living beings or other people.

Some giants of the demonic path call this kind of behavior seizing the creation of heaven and earth to become the fruit of our own way. But in fact, along the way, most of them are taking the fruits of others and becoming their own way, which has nothing to do with heaven and earth.

Although the three families of the Yuheng Demonic Line have been suppressed for thousands of years, they are constantly finding ways to achieve quick results. There are dozens or hundreds of branches of Taoism they have cultivated. In the past, they were all suppressed, and those with high strength left the East China Sea and became humble.

The one who lives in remote Dachuan hides his name.

But with the destruction of Yuheng, and now that they have gained power, the evil cultivators of these schools have emerged one after another.

The Eastern Wasteland is in chaos. The more famous fairy mountain blessed places and the authentic Taoism have long been caught in the flames of war. They are constantly fighting with these figures who are from the devil's way and want to win the inheritance of the mountain gate.

And Zixiao is even more suspected of being targeted by those old demons.

Countless old devils and little devils are dormant outside that realm.

Some of them hide very deeply, and some act openly, but these messages undoubtedly do not make Zixiao's cultivators feel heavy in their hearts.

"Where are you true kings?"

Ji Qiu opened his eyes with sharp eyes.

Over the past few days, he has been practicing all the time, but even in immortal mountains such as Yujingtian, if he wants to return to his soul in a short time, even if he has the Heaven-Building Dao Body, it is difficult to do so.

However, Ji Qiu did not waste his time.

For him, every day that passes can make his magical powers become more and more refined.

For example, Daimira Boxing has been understood by him day and night, and he has reached a state of perfection. Although it is still far away from reaching the peak, it is not out of reach.

There are many people who have not had a few magical powers for half their lives. The fact that he was able to master a world-famous art to such an extent in such a short period of time can be said to be extremely incredible.

For example, those who are the direct descendants of Canglong in the West Sea have spent thousands of years cultivating it. Whether they can be accomplished is anyone’s guess.

The news about the frequent emergence of evil cultivators made Ji Qiu, who had just finished his practice, feel unhappy.

A dull knife is the most abrasive.

Although he received Michelle Zhao's promise, there were times when he couldn't be unprepared.

Otherwise, if you really put everything on others, there would be no point in practicing cultivation.

"Ancestor, more than half of the Supreme Masters in Yujingtian have gone down the mountain."

True Lord Xuanxiao seemed to see the murderous intent in Ji Qiu's eyes, so he looked at the vast sky with a solemn expression:

"No one can covet my Zixiao Dojo so boldly."

"If you don't return with a few heads of the true king"

"The monks in Yuheng Daozhou have seen all my Zixiao jokes."

"Even if,"

"Could cause accidents."

"But, that's what the monks of my generation fought for."

"As cultivators of our generation, it is natural and right for us to carry swords to protect the Taoist sect!"

At this time,

The sky is as dark as ink, and the clouds in the sky are dense and hazy.

To the north of Yuheng Daozhou is Ten Thousand Corpses Mountain.

This place is the dojo of Corpse Ancestor Wankui, one of the three giants of Yuheng Demonic Lineage.

After the death of Daojun Yuheng, he was finally able to see the light of day again and was exposed to the attention of all cultivators.

This is a mountain of corpses, or it can be said to be a mountain of bones, made up of the white bones of countless powerful monks over thousands of years.

Corpse Ancestor Wankui never kills unknown people. At the very least, he must be an enemy on the road, or a real person above the Dan Realm to be among them.

And with just a few Taoist bones and some supplementary materials, you can create a mountain-like dojo. You can imagine how many monks he killed.

A mountain of dry bones, well deserved.

On the top of that cold mountain, in a White Bone Taoist Palace.

There is a dark atmosphere, with a dim cold light flickering.

The three cultivators are seated in opposite corners.

A young man in black robe with a cold expression.

A thin, aimless old man, drowsy.

There is also a statue with a broken arm, and the cold air is emanating from the whole body. It does not look like a living person, which is the most terrifying.

Nine Nether Demon, Xuan Qingyang.

Sangui Zun, Qi Yuan.

The Corpse Ancestor of the Ten Thousand Corpses Mountain, Wan Kui!

They are the three old demons from Yuheng Daozhou!

"Fellow Taoists, it's almost done."

The Corpse Ancestor from the Ten Thousand Corpses Mountain heaved a long sigh of relief:

"The trauma left by the destruction of Yuheng no longer exists in this physical body of this deity."

"Originally I didn't want to continue taking action, and wanted to settle down for a while first, but the objects left by Yu Heng unexpectedly reappeared in Zixiao, and they were suspected to be alive."

His voice was as cold as ice:

"If he doesn't die, I won't feel at ease."

After hearing Wan Kui's summons, Dao's injury had recovered, Qi Yuan was silent for a moment: "The two souls of Nanhua Sect and Moke Sect, I don't know if they will take action."

"I once traveled to the East China Sea and reached a deal with the man from the Three Saint Demon Palace. Yuheng Daozhou is too big. Even if it is barren and there are not so many gods to open a dojo, once someone intervenes, we will not be able to eat it."

"So, it's better to take advantage of the chaos and reap all the benefits first. Even if the situation suddenly changes in the future, as long as we have endless qualifications for promotion, no matter what the situation is at that time, it won't be difficult to get there."

His words were sinister and did not arouse any objection from the other two.

Xuan Qingyang, on the other hand, only spoke slowly at the end:

"In order to destroy Zixiao, I guided the convergence of eighteen demonic veins with the intention of changing Yujingtian's master. In addition, although the old ghost Yuheng is dead, there is no guarantee that he will not have any back-ups."

"Although fellow Taoist Wankui had his arm amputated by the Master of Heaven's Will Sword, now that the old injury from the battle at Yuheng has healed, it is the right time to take action."

"If you can find the broken mirror of Jade Heng, then you two can share it, and the Purple Sky Jade Jingtian will be handed over to me for use as a training ground, how about it?"

Hearing this, the other two Demon Lords looked at each other:

"good."

Immediately afterwards.

The decree coming from the Mountain of Ten Thousand Corpses was carried out with great fanfare and without any cover-up.

It’s already called

The whole world is shocked!

The Nine Nether Demons, the Corpse Ancestor, and the Three Ghost Lords all took action together, gathering the eighteen lineages of their respective sects and intending to go to the Purple Sky Jade Capital to kill the suspected Yuheng Taoist Lord!

When this law spreads.

The three giants of the Yuan Shen are estimated to be arriving soon.

Nanhua Religion.

It is located in a hazy fairy mountain surrounded by the sea.
To be continued...