In the land of the Southern Barbarians, deep in the Shiwan Mountains, an old monk from the Subhuti Monastery and two young disciples forced a demonic warrior with true elixir level strength to the foot of a cliff, with thousands of feet behind him.
There is no way to retreat from the high mountain wall.
Although the two people led by the old monk were said to be young disciples, they were actually forty or fifty years old. However, in Subhuti Monastery, disciples of this age were considered "young".
"'Cold Demon Sword' Fang Chenkong, you slaughtered the barbarian tribes in the southern barbarian land. Your methods are cruel and outrageous. Do you think you can still escape in this southern barbarian land?"
Fang Chenkong sneered and said: "Old monk, why do you want to accuse me? Someone from our side has been hanging around in this southern barbarian land for more than a day or two. I don't believe you don't know that another barbarian tribe paid for it.
I kill people.
You don't care about them, but you are here to cause trouble for me. It's not because you Subhuti Monastery and Daguangming Temple joined forces to join forces in Kunlun, but were driven down in despair, so you became angry and wanted to take advantage of us, the devil's cultivators.
Surgery?"
The old monk in Subhuti Monastery recited the Buddha's name and said: "Fang Chenkong, you have a deep demonic nature, and you are still stubborn at this time.
Since you can't let go of the butcher's knife, the poor monk has no choice but to send you to see Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva."
With that said, the old monk from Subhuti Monastery said to the two younger monks behind him: "You guys come and take action."
This old monk from Subhuti Monastery has the cultivation level of the True Fire God Refining Realm. If he really wants to kill Fang Chenkong, he can actually kill him with three moves.
The reason why he slowly forced him into a dead end was just to train his disciple's practical ability.
It is too difficult for ascetics like Subhuti Monastery to truly become disciples, and the requirements are extremely high. Therefore, the disciples are generally older and have reached the realm of true elixirs. However, there are not a few who only recite Buddhist scriptures and practice hard in the temple all their lives.
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After all, cultivation and combat power are two different things, so there are often masters of this kind of ascetic monks who take their disciples out to travel around the world to hone their practical abilities.
Fang Chenkong snorted coldly, clenched the long knife in his hand, and mobilized his strength to the extreme. He was ready to fight to the death. At least he could die with dignity.
Two true elixir realm warriors from Subhuti Zen Monastery rushed up and fought Fang Chen in an aerial battle.
The experience of these two people is naturally not as good as that of Fang Chenkong, the demonic murderer who has been fighting in the Nanman martial arts since childhood and fought in the bloody storm. But after all, the two of them are from a large sect, have a deep foundation of strength, and can control various martial arts.
He was also stronger than Fang Chenkong. Apart from his initial discomfort, he was easily suppressed.
Seeing that Fang Chenkong could no longer hold on and was about to be executed, the old monk from Subhuti Monastery sighed and recited the Buddha's name.
At this moment, wisps of fluctuations appeared in the space, like calm water being ruffled by the breeze.
A figure was squeezed out from the ripples, and in an instant, the overwhelming demonic energy enveloped the entire cliff. In front of that powerful aura, the old monk Subhuti Zen Temple, who was also in the realm of true fire refining gods, he
The poor Buddha's light on his body was directly suppressed to less than a foot away from him.
The three people who were fighting subconsciously stopped their hands. The old monk from Subhuti Monastery looked at the person who suddenly appeared. He could no longer maintain his calm state of mind. A peaceful Buddha's heart had already stirred up a storm.
, there was even a look of horror in his eyes!
Chu Xiu shook his head. Even now, he still feels confused.
In fact, he had no intention of returning to the lower realm just like this.
Even if he found a passage, he still had to study whether it was safe. After all, coming to Daluotian from other places would have to go through layers of space storms, and it must be protected by the Sky Key.
Moreover, he also had to think carefully about whether he would need to bring anything from Daluotian, and how he would use this passage between the lower world and Daluotian.
These prerequisites can only be thought about if Chu Xiu can find this passage.
Who would have thought that things would happen so suddenly? There was an extremely strong suction force between the two space cracks. Chu Xiu had just gotten closer and was sucked directly into them.
But as soon as he came out of that space, Chu Xiu saw the people in front of him and felt the familiar atmosphere, and a smile suddenly appeared on his face.
Chu Xiu is finally back!
The old monk from the Subhuti Monastery in front of him looked at Chu Xiu, the fear in his eyes could no longer be concealed.
Chu Xiu didn't recognize him, but he recognized Chu Xiu.
In the past, when the Righteous Path Alliance went to Kunlun Mountain together, he was at the Subhuti Monastery. He was deeply impressed by Chu Xiu.
A year ago, the entire world was rumored to have died in a secret realm, under the power of heaven and earth.
With the closure of Kunlun Mountain and Ye Shaonan practicing in a low-key manner, the power of the demonic path was greatly reduced for a while, and the entire world returned to calm, returning to the time when the righteous martial arts dominated the world.
As a result, now, he actually saw Chu Xiu again. This devil was back!
At this moment, many things flashed through the mind of the old monk at Subhuti Monastery.
For example, why Chu Xiu did not die, what impact his return would have on the entire world, etc.
But in the end, all these things turned into one sentence: "Run! Run away!"
He shouted angrily at the two monks from the Subhuti Monastery, and the powerful energy in his palms bloomed, knocking them down directly.
And he pinched the Buddha's seal with both hands, and for a moment the endless Buddha's light behind him bloomed, and his blood burned, turning into hot Buddha's light and condensing into a phantom of the Buddha standing tall.
Facing this devil who once made the entire world feel troublesome, the old monk of Subhuti Monastery did not dare to have the slightest contempt or relax at all.
As long as he can hold off the other party and let the remaining two people go back to report the news, his desperate fight will be worth it.
A faint smile appeared on the corner of Chu Xiu's mouth, and his hand was already holding the broken array at his waist.
Two very simple actions, draw the sword and chop it down.
At that moment, the sharp edge shrouded the entire cliff, everything was divided, the Buddha's light was extinguished, and the Buddha entered Nirvana.
The old monk of the Subhuti Monastery still had a look of disbelief in his eyes, but a line of blood appeared from his forehead and he fell to the ground suddenly.
Sheathing the sword, the pure demonic energy in Chu Xiu's hand turned into a long bow.
The bow was drawn to the full moon, and two long arrows carrying the power of annihilation and the fire of destruction shot out, making a loud explosion.
The moment he shot the two arrows, Chu Xiu looked back at Fang Chenkong, whose face was dull, and said lightly: "Are you a demon warrior?"
Fang Chenkong was stunned for a moment, then nodded sharply.
"Then are you willing to follow me back to the Kunlun Demon Cult?"
Fang Chenkong nodded fiercely again, and then saluted directly: "See the Lord Demon!"
He recognized Chu Xiu.
Who among the demonic warriors in the world doesn't recognize Chu Xiu? He was the person who almost pushed the entire demonic world back to its peak five hundred years ago.
Fang Chenkong rose up in a remote place like Nanman, and his life here was pretty good, so when the Kunlun Demon Sect faced the entire world to recruit disciples, he did not choose to go to the Kunlun Demon Sect in the far west.
At this time, the leader of the Demon Cult, who was rumored to be dead, was standing in front of him. Two of the three monks who wanted to kill him had turned into ashes, and one was lying on the ground. If he dared to say 'no' to one of them,
Words, he didn't think that just because he was a member of the devil's path, he would be able to survive.
Chu Xiu nodded with satisfaction, and with a wave of his hand, a bit of world-destroying fire fell, burning the body of the old monk of Na Subhuti Monastery into ashes, destroying the corpse and destroying traces skillfully and naturally.
"How long has it been since I died?"
Although Chu Xiu's words felt a bit awkward, Fang Chenkong still said: "It's been almost a year."
Chu Xiu nodded. He asked because he actually just wanted to make sure that the time in Daluotian and the lower realm were the same.
Now it seems that they should be exactly the same, and even the locations of the two spaces are extremely close.
Chu Xiu also had some guesses about the space passage for him to return to the lower realm. This should be the place where the two worlds overlap.
The passage to Daluotian is deep in the Diluo Mountains, which belongs to the land of the Southern Barbarians, while the passage to the lower realm is also deep in the Shiwan Mountains, which is also the land of the Southern Barbarians.
The two passages are both located in the southernmost part of the two worlds, and they happen to correspond neatly at a certain point, so they overlap, allowing people to come and go here at will.
Because this is not a torn space rift, there are no power fluctuations, and there are no space storms coming and going here. Naturally, there is no need for the Babel Key. That’s why in the past, Mahakala Shrine could bring down all the people in the shrine.
Take it to the lower realm.
"How is our Kunlun Demon Cult doing during this period? How is the situation in the world?"
Fang Chenkong replied cautiously: "Kunlun Demon Sect is fine. After your death and disappearance, the Daguangming Temple and Subhuti Zen Academy joined forces to Kunlun Mountain to ban the Rootless Holy Fire.
However, Senior Wei Shuya stepped into the realm of heaven and earth, controlled the Rootless Holy Fire, and forced the two factions back. Since then, the Kunlun Demon Sect has closed the mountain, and no disciple has left the mountain.
As for the situation in the Jianghu, many of my subordinates are not clear about it, but the situation of my demonic path is becoming more and more difficult.
The Kunlun Demon Cult includes the hidden demon lineage and most of the scattered demon cultivators. At this time, the mountain is closed, and the demonic cult's power in the wild is almost gone.
Moreover, although the Moon Worshiping Sect has not closed the mountain, it still stays in the Miao territory to practice all day long, and few people go out.
The two most powerful demonic sects in the world did not come forward, but we demonic warriors were suppressed and miserable."
Listening to Fang Chenkong's description, Chu Xiu's eyes showed a cold look.
Originally, he thought that since he was 'dead', the fear of the Kunlun Demon Cult would no longer be so high, and the Righteous Alliance would be disbanded.
In fact, his guess was half right. The Righteous Path Alliance was indeed disbanded, but the group of Buddhist monks did more extreme things than the Righteous Path Alliance and wanted to destroy the Kunlun Demon Sect from the root.