[Netww.] At this time, someone had already come over to support the old vampire demon. The bald old man seemed to have a good relationship with the old vampire demon. He walked up to him and asked something in a low voice. The ghost king had his hands free, smiling but saying nothing.
He was so relaxed and didn't feel like he was facing a formidable enemy at all. The white-faced scholar standing next to him looked at him.
"Cangsong Goudao, do you still remember your grandfather?" Suddenly, a hoarse voice came over.
The young disciples here frowned together, but the one who made the noise was the fierce-looking dwarf. At this moment, he was staring at the pines with a fierce look in his eyes, almost like a vicious wolf.
Cangsong sneered and said: "Monster, do you still remember that sword from back then?"
As soon as these words came out, everyone saw the muscles on the dwarf's face twisting and gnashing his teeth, obviously filled with hatred. But they saw him slowly nodding his head, drawing diagonally across his chest from the left shoulder to the right, and said viciously: "Okay.
, Okay, I didn’t forget it, I didn’t expect you to remember it too, that would be great. Naturally, I still want to carry this sword with you.”
Cangsong snorted and ignored him. His eyes turned to the two people who had been standing aside with calm expressions.
Suru's face was solemn, and with her eyes, she could naturally tell that these people were all very knowledgeable, and were by no means weaker than the old vampire demon just now. I'm afraid most of them were old demons who had not been born in the demon sect for a long time.
At this moment, hearing the conversation between Cangsong Taoist and the dwarf, Suru whispered to Tian Buyi who was standing next to her: "Who are these people?"
The look on Tian Buyi's face was not good either. He frowned and said, "This dwarf is called Baiduzi, and he is from the Wandu Sect of the Demon Sect; the bald old man is the Duanmu ancestor of Jieshi Mountain, and he has always been a member of the Demon Sect."
Walking alone. These two people and the old vampire demon are the remnants of the Demon Sect that we hunted down a hundred years ago. As for the two people next to them, one seems to be the generation leader of the Demon Sect’s Ghost King Sect that Xiao Yicai mentioned, but the white-faced one
I have never seen a scholar."
Suru took a breath of cold air. During the battle between good and evil a hundred years ago, she had not yet completed her cultivation and did not go deep into the wilderness with Tian Buyi, Cangsong Taoist and others. But the names of these people were like thunder back then, especially Baidu.
Zi and the Duanmu Ancestor have a notorious reputation, even worse than that of the old vampire demon.
At this moment, the bald Duanmu ancestor suddenly turned around, glanced at the Zhengdao people, and suddenly said sharply: "Where is Wan Jianyi! Why didn't that thief Wan Jianyi come?"
The young disciples of the Qingyun Sect were all stunned, not knowing what he was talking about, but Tian Buyi, Cangsong Taoist, Suru and others suddenly changed their expressions. Tian Buyi said coldly: "Senior Brother Wan is profound in Taoism and has reached the way of heaven.
I have become an immortal, and only a demon clown like you can keep barking here!"
The people in the Demon Sect were all startled. Bai Duzi and Ancestor Duanmu, including the old vampire demon who had just regained his breath, all said in unison: "Dead?"
The ghost king and the white-faced scholar standing aside seemed to be slightly shaken.
Wan Jianyi, this name that has never been heard in the ears of the younger generation of Qingyun Sect, seems to have magic power to these demon sect giants. I saw these people looking at each other with subtle expressions on their faces.
The look of hatred on their eyes was particularly heavy, mixed with a hint of fear, but these could not cover up the look of joy deep in their eyes.
Ancestor Duanmu had a complicated expression on his face. He touched his bald head with his hand and muttered a few words. No one could hear what he said clearly, but the last sentence was quite clear: "Hey, I didn't expect this thief.
He can actually die, hehe, hehe, hahahahaha..."
As he spoke, the man couldn't help laughing wildly.
The faces of the people here in Qingyun Sect all changed. Cangsong Taoist stared at him and suddenly sneered: "Why are you laughing? Although he is not here, the Qingyun Sect has many ways to deal with monsters and clowns like you.
people."
"Bah!" A voice of disdain came from the side, but it was the poisonous man who said viciously: "We can't kill this guy with our own hands. It's hard to understand the hatred in our hearts. Sooner or later, we will kill Qingyun and crush him to pieces.
Ashes, let him die without peace!"
The old vampire demon yelled from behind: "That's right, that's exactly what happened, otherwise it will be difficult to eliminate my centuries-old hatred!"
People in the righteous path all changed their minds, and they were very angry when they saw that these monsters from the demonic sect were all vicious and brutal, and they even implied that they would not spare the dead.
Tian Linger quietly asked the senior brother Song Daren next to him: "Senior brother, who is this Wan...Senior Uncle Wan? He seems to be so powerful that even these demon sect monsters are extremely afraid of him. Why have we never heard of him?
Pass?"
The look on Song Daren's face changed, but he hesitated to speak, and gave a wry smile, saying: "Little junior sister, when you have time to go back to the mountain, you can ask Master and Sister yourself!"
Tian Linger pursed her lips, snorted, and said slightly angrily: "If you don't want to say it, don't say it. I'll ask my mother myself." After saying that, he walked forward.
Zhang Xiaofan saw this and felt anxious. He stretched out his hand to hold her and whispered: "Senior sister, the enemy is facing us now. Don't go up. We will ask you later!"
Tian Linger looked ahead and saw that the atmosphere was really tense, so she stopped and turned back to smile at Zhang Xiaofan.
Zhang Xiaofan felt hot in his heart, but suddenly there was another cold snort coming from the front, full of anger, but it was from the side of the Demon Cult. Zhang Xiaofan looked up and saw Baguio slowly appearing behind the Ghost King, staring at him from a distance.
Hold yourself.
For some reason, Zhang Xiaofan was shocked and subconsciously let go of Tian Linger's hand.
In the distance, among the people at Xiaozhu Peak, Lu Xueqi slowly looked away from Zhang Xiaofan and fell on Baguio in front of her, silently studying her.
At this time, Venerable Dali, who had been frowning and silent, suddenly spoke: "Bai Duzi, old demon Duanmu, when you were lucky enough to escape, you should have changed your mind and become a new person. How dare you today?
You come out to cause trouble, but are you impatient with life?"
"Bah!" Those people cursed together, using foul language.
Venerable Dali changed his color slightly, and suddenly saw the white-faced scholar who had been standing next to him take a step forward, smiled and said: "This is probably Venerable Dali from the Vajra Sect, right?"
Venerable Dali looked at him and said, "Yes, who are you?"
The white-faced scholar smiled slightly and did not answer. He just said to himself: "If Wan Jianyi had stood here and said what you just said, we, the monsters and clowns in your eyes, would still have some scruples. However,
If you rely on the Taoist magic of those three-legged cats from your Vajra Sect, you should hide behind those people from the Qingyun Sect!"
Everyone in the Demon Sect laughed, and even in the dark woods behind them, there was faint laughter.
Venerable Dali's face immediately turned red, and his expression was extremely angry, but next to him, Taoist Cangsong of Qingyun Sect, Tian Buyi, and Suru looked at each other with worries in their eyes. Only from the laughter
When they were there, they knew that not only had strong reinforcements arrived from the Demon Sect, but they also had a lot more people.
This battle will be extremely difficult and dangerous.
"Fuck!" A loud shout rang out suddenly, but the stone standing behind Venerable Dali rose up. Unwilling to accept the humiliation of his master, the evil-breaking staff glowed with golden light and rushed towards the white-faced scholar.
Tian Buyi and others were all taken aback, and Venerable Dali shouted urgently: "Stone, come back, don't act rashly!"
But the stone suddenly started to attack, and it was extremely fast. In a blink of an eye, the golden light had rushed in front of the white-faced scholar. However, the white-faced scholar did not look panicked. He only raised his right hand, and there was a flash of green light in his palm, facing the overcoming scholar.
The evil-breaking staff.
It was too late, but it was so fast. In the blink of an eye, the evil-breaking golden light was like an arrow, and crashed into the palm of the white-faced scholar. In an instant, everyone's eyes were dazzled. They could only see the golden light flashing and the slightest noise in the air. They couldn't see it.
Here comes the figure of the white-faced scholar.
The young disciples in the righteous path burst into cheers, but the faces of the leading Taoist Cangsong, Tian Buyi and others all darkened.
After a while, the golden light gradually dimmed, and everyone was dumbfounded. However, they saw the white-faced scholar in the field with a calm expression. He used only one hand to resist the powerful and powerful golden light of the stone. No matter how the stone moved in mid-air, he couldn't.
Go a little further.
He just smiled and said: "Young man, go back and practice hard for another hundred years!"
After saying that, he waved his right hand violently, and everyone saw another flash of green light. The stone flew backwards as if it was hit hard, but the evil-breaking staff shot up into the sky after a sharp sound,
Flying high.
Venerable Dali stood up and caught the injured stone. After a closer look, he realized that he had only suffered some vibrations and was not seriously injured. Then he felt relieved, but his anger increased even more. As soon as he turned around, he was about to
Take action.
But suddenly a hand stretched out from beside him and held him. It was Taoist Cangsong. His face was as frosty as he said coldly: "Who are you, sir? What happened to this 'Qiankun Qingguang Ring' that has been missing for thousands of years?"
Will it be in your hand?"
Venerable Dali was startled and lost his voice: "What, Qiankun Qingguang Ring?"
Eight of the ten people present, including those from the Demon Cult, were shocked and moved. Zhang Xiaofan was curious and asked Song Daren in a low voice: "Elder brother, is this magic weapon very powerful?"
Song Daren's face was filled with shock and he had not yet recovered. He nodded and whispered: "I heard the master say before that this ring is a very powerful magic weapon and a nine-day divine product. However, it has been missing for thousands of years and I don't want it to reappear today."
World!"
Zhang Xiaofan took a breath of cold air and heard the white-faced scholar smile at Cangsong Taoist and say: "I am an unknown junior, and now I am serving as a pawn under the command of the Ghost King Sect Leader."
The Ghost King smiled and shook his head, saying: "Brother Long, you are too humble."
Bai Duzi, Ancestor Duanmu, and the old vampire demon who were standing next to him almost all looked at the white-faced scholar who was called "Brother Long" by the Ghost King at the same time, only to see that his right hand was currently caged in his sleeve.
It was impossible to see clearly the item in his hand. But hearing how Congsong Taoist was so sure just now, and the white-faced scholar did not deny it, he probably really owned this divine ring.
Thinking of the various supernatural powers of this legendary divine ring, those who practice Taoism all attach great importance to the magic weapon, and their whole bodies feel hot. However, although the three of them appeared at the same time as the white-faced scholar, they were not on the same path.
They had never seen this person when they came here. They only knew that soon after they arrived, such a profound master mysteriously appeared next to the Ghost King.
At that moment, Bai Duzi stared at his right hand again, turned to the Ghost King and said: "Master of the Ghost King Sect, we have never seen this brother before. I wonder when the Ghost King Sect had such an expert?"
The Ghost King smiled and said: "Brother Bai Du Dao, our Ghost King Sect is a small sect of the Holy Cult, so naturally we cannot compare with your Wan Du Sect."
Baiduzi snorted. He belonged to the Wandu Sect, one of the four major factions of the Demon Sect. This time he was entrusted by the sect leader to come to this remote place. Speaking of it, this was really his first time out of the mountain in a hundred years.
But he cannot return to the world without being reborn. He still knows things in the Demon Cult very clearly: Today’s Demon Cult is headed by four major factions. The Ten Thousand Poison Sect, the Hehuan Sect and the Changsheng Hall were all refining blood after the death of the black-hearted old man eight hundred years ago.
The great sect that emerged when the Tang Dynasty collapsed has a long history and deep roots. Only the Ghost King Sect suddenly emerged three hundred years ago, and its masters have sprung up like mushrooms after a rain. In the past two hundred years, it has been divided with the other three sects.
The world of demons is amazing.
In the Demon Sect, conflicts of influence are omnipresent, and all the major factions do not want to reach the point where the Blood Refining Hall was the master of the blood refining hall when the black-hearted old man was there. However, the power of each sect is equal, and even the remaining small factions of the Demon Sect are mostly attached to each other.
The four major sects are indistinguishable. Therefore, although they are secretly fighting each other, on the surface everyone can barely maintain harmony.
Before Baiduzi came here, the master of Wandu Sect personally told him to find an opportunity to spy on the Ghost King Sect. What are the secrets? What is the strength? Over the years, there have been secret rumors in the demon sect world.
There is a rumor that the "Book of Heaven", the legendary supreme holy scripture of the Demon Sect, has fallen into the hands of the Ghost King Sect.
At this moment, the "Book of Heaven" was nowhere to be seen, but the Qiankun Qingguang Ring, which had been missing for thousands of years, suddenly appeared. Bai Duzi was shocked, and felt that the strength of the Ghost King Sect was unfathomable. But there was a trace of light on his face.
Smiling, but it looks uglier than crying: "The sect master is joking. Who doesn't know that the Ghost King Sect is at its peak now? But we have never seen this Brother Long, and we really want to get to know him."
The Ghost King took a deep look at Bai Duzi, his eyes flashed, and he suddenly smiled and said: "Brother Dao is right, we will meet each other in the future anyway. You should know that three hundred years ago, under the command of the previous generation of Ghost King, we Ghost King
There are four great envoys in the sect, right?"
Baiduzi's expression changed, but Patriarch Duanmu lost his voice and said: "What, these four people, Qinglong Whitehu, Suzaku Xuanwu, are still alive?"
The white-faced scholar and the Ghost King looked at each other with a smile, then smiled at everyone and said, "Hello everyone, I am Qinglong."
On the side of the righteous path, the reaction was not very intense, but Bai Duzi and other people in the Demon Sect were shocked. Three hundred years ago, when the Ghost King Sect first rose, in addition to the previous generation of Ghost Kings, there were the so-called four members of the sect.
The Great Holy Envoy is the fundamental force, and as a result, their power has grown day by day. After many fights and secret battles in the demon sect, and countless bloody storms, they have finally reached today's situation. The strength of these four people can be imagined.
I saw Qinglong suddenly sighing, turning to the Ghost King and saying: "After all, I am still old. Look at the righteous young people opposite, all of them have doubts on their faces. Most of them have never heard of my name."
The Ghost King smiled and said: "Brother Long, why should you worry too much? The younger generation is a junior, and there are many strange things. As long as given time, Brother Long's name will surely dominate the world again."
Qinglong laughed, looking towards his right hand as he laughed, as if there was still some vague sadness.
"Bang", there was a loud noise, and everyone was startled. They looked towards the sound, and it turned out that it was the stone evil-breaking staff that was shot into the sky, and it only fell down at this moment.
The field was quiet for a moment, and most people here in Zhengdao frowned and were on guard. This time the demon sect has revived, its strength has exceeded expectations, and looking at the situation, there are more and deeper forces hidden.
Not out yet.
On the other side of the Demon Sect, they all have their own agendas. Ancestor Duanmu is better. He has no sect and is only friends with the old vampire demon, so he is on his side. But both Bai Duzi and the old vampire demon are on their side.
The important figures in the Poison Sect looked at each other speechlessly at this moment, and were deeply wary of the Ghost King Sect.
Only the Ghost King and Qinglong stood there, with calm expressions. Qinglong seemed to whisper something, and the Ghost King smiled and shook his head, but as if inadvertently, he glanced at Zhang Xiaofan.
The night is getting darker, the sea wind is howling, and in the vast sea in the distance, the inexplicable howling sounds in the middle of the night seem to be getting closer and closer, and gradually become clearer.
Tian Buyi and Taoist Cangsong looked at each other, and they both saw a hint of retreat in the other's eyes. Suru next to him coughed and said softly to Taoist Cangsong: "Senior Brother Cangsong, the evildoers are so powerful now, we might as well retreat for the time being.
How about we go back to the mountain to discuss with the head senior brother before making a decision?"
Cangsong pondered for a long time, then nodded decisively: "Junior sister said yes." After saying that, he glanced at Tian Buyi, who nodded slowly.
Taoist Cangsong was about to speak when he suddenly remembered something, looked left and right, frowned, and whispered: "Where is Xiao Yicai? Why haven't you seen him all night?"
Qi Hao, who was standing next to him, heard this, took a step forward and said, "Master, when we came out just now, Senior Brother Xiao said that he was not feeling well, so he didn't follow him out."
Taoist Cangsong's face darkened and he snorted, but he could not say anything in front of his disciples. He had to turn his head and was about to speak to other sects such as Fa Xiang, Li Xun and others. Suddenly, from behind the crowd, there was a sound.
There was a scream.
The crowd stirred, and there was a moment of confusion. Several young disciples of the righteous path were seen standing behind. They were seriously injured and staggered out of the darkness. They were covered in blood and shouted in a hissing voice: "There are people from the Demon Cult behind you!
"
In the darkness, in the ancient forest, there seemed to be countless shrill laughter, and the faces of Tian Buyi and others changed drastically. Ever since the Ghost King and others appeared, everyone's attention was attracted by those old monsters. Unexpectedly, people from the Demon Cult
There are many tricks and tricks, but secretly sent people to surround the retreat and suddenly launched an attack.
At this moment, the light in the forest flickered, and countless magic weapons flew out to kill them. The people in the right path took advantage of the magic weapons to fight back, but they were caught by surprise, and the number of demon cultists turned out to be far more than they imagined.
At a disadvantage.
Taoist Cangsong looked gloomy, shouted loudly, and jumped into the air. Unexpectedly, before he could make any move, Bai Duzi and Patriarch Duanmu rushed forward.
Baiduzi smiled and looked fierce, shouting: "Dog Taoist, take your life!"
Cangsong Taoist paused in mid-air, not daring to look down on these old monsters, so he turned around to fight. At the same time, a red light lit up under him, but it was Tian Buyi who took action and caught Duanmu Ancestor.
Suru stood on the ground, her brows furrowed, and there was a hint of worry on her beautiful face. Right now, the situation on the right side was obviously unfavorable. There were still two unfathomable ghost kings and Qinglong in the demon sect who had not taken action, and the demon secretly
I don’t know how many believers there are left, and the situation is worrying.
At this time, the situation was in chaos, as if in the middle of the night, in the shadows, people from the demon sect were everywhere, and deadly magic weapons would fly out at any time and at any time. People in the righteous path were locked in a bitter battle, and the screams were endless.
Zhang Xiaofan held a fire stick but did not make a move because Song Daren, Tian Linger and others from Dazhu Peak were worried about the injury he had just suffered and wrapped him up, so he was not injured for the moment. However, the situation was critical and he was generally nervous.
Seeing that the light of the demonic cult around them is getting stronger and stronger, the people in the righteous path are gradually being compressed. Mainly in the darkness of the night, the demonic cultists hiding in the dark cannot be seen at all, which is really a big loss.
Zhang Xiaofan stood there and saw that the pressure on the senior brothers and Tian Linger around him was increasing. He felt anxious and felt that although his body was a little tired, it was not serious, so he went up to join the battle.
At this moment, I suddenly heard a soft whistle, like a phoenix crowing for nine days. The clear sound was sweet and echoed away. A brilliant blue light suddenly rose up. Lu Xueqi ascended with the sword, but she saw the Tianya Divine Sword shining brightly.
It lights up the left and right circles.
In the darkness, it seems that you can't get close to her face and figure!
Instead, she threw herself into the darkness, and with a "whoop", a sharp whistle shook the sky. This beautiful woman turned into a beam of electric blue light and shot into the darkness of the ancient forest.
After a moment, blue light was seen shining, exclamations could be heard in the darkness, and the pressure of everyone in the venue suddenly eased.
At the same time, he only listened to the Buddha's chants, and raised his palms together. Above his fingertips, the "Samsara Pearl" flashed with solemn golden light and turned slowly. He suddenly opened his eyes, and the Samsara Pearl also rushed towards the darkness on the other side.
Go. A moment later, a dazzling golden light lit up in the darkness, like daylight, and countless people from the demon sect screamed and flew out.
As a result, the situation immediately changed. Qi Hao, Lin Jingyu, Li Xun, Yan Hong, and even Fashan, Shitou and others are all outstanding figures among the younger generation of the righteous path. They were just caught off guard just now.
They immediately took action, but there seemed to be no masters among the demon sect members who were sneaking around. Few people could block their sharpness, and the situation improved towards the right side.
The Ghost King and Qinglong standing in the distance saw this and frowned. Qinglong shook his head slightly and sighed: "The qualifications of these young disciples in the righteous path are all one in ten thousand. Compared with the younger generations like us, they are too powerful."
too much."
The Ghost King nodded, looked into the distance, and suddenly said: "Can you clearly see the magic weapon in the hand of the woman who took action first?"
Qinglong said calmly: "Is it Tianya?"
The Ghost King turned his head and looked at him. Qinglong smiled, and slowly, as if in a whisper, said: "Divine Divine Sword, Dimensional Divine Sword!"
The Ghost King stood with his hands behind his back and said slowly: "Also, the monk from Tianyin Temple has the Reincarnation Pearl in his hand; the young man in white from Qingyun Sect has an immortal sword as green as water, which should be the 'Dragon-Slaying Sword'. Zhengdao has been really successful over the years.
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