Chapter 867 The magic sword has been snatched away, and the ancestral court of Taoism has appeared
The ultimate artistic conception has arrived, the charm is rushing in, the power of the curl is rising in a straight line, the black light is circling and turning into an aurora, traveling backwards from the entire Demon Sect's hometown, constantly converging towards the black sword held by Qin Yang.
Qin Yang began to passively bear the power of the magic sword's charm, and the demonic energy naturally emerged from his body. The power in his body also began to be infected by that artistic conception, and began to change.
As for Silly Shura, he was still trying his best to guide the emergence of the magic sword Shen Yun. He had been involved in the aurora, as if he had turned into Shen Yun itself.
Qin Yang ignored the power in his body being infected. He activated the Si Zi Jue and used the black sword in his hand as a medium to sort out the black lasers that turned into whirlpools and continued to sink into the black sword.
The complete artistic conception also began to emerge in his heart, making him involuntarily think of some people and some.
At this time, he could truly feel the difference between a real demon sword, the Twelve Demon Swords, and even the Demon Lord Sword Technique.
What the latter two require is pure hatred, which is an emotion shared by almost all intelligent beings.
But the artistic conception contained in the charm of the magic sword is more complicated, including anger, resentment, hatred, dissatisfaction and other negative emotions. This is anger.
Qin Yang did not go deep and only tasted it briefly. After understanding the essence and origin, he immediately used this as a starting point to sort out the aurora transformed by the magic sword's charm.
With the previous research results, this time the sorting became much faster. Time seemed to have stopped in his eyes, and his thinking had accelerated to the point where his physical body could no longer keep up.
Soon, he found another strange place. The pure artistic conception of anger contained something slightly different.
The first thing that was strange was the private goods he added.
The second one, he couldn't find out for a moment what it was. After confirming it three times in a row, he could only confirm that this thing, which was as inconspicuous as a black spot on a black cloth, was indeed not something out of pure anger.
Qin Yang used the power of the black sword to cut off a few black spots on the black cloth, and also erased the personal items he had added previously.
Strength and skills are not the key. The private goods he added did not fit well and were integrated into the surface. Now that he understands it, he has a better way.
He has mastered the Twelve Demonic Swords and used the Demonic Sword Technique himself, and the charm of this demonic sword itself comes from the Demonic Sword Technique, but it is completely different.
But in the end, they all come from the same source.
Qin Yang recalled the situation when he used the Demon Lord Sword Technique, and evoked a hint of artistic conception. He used the artistic conception at that time as a sword to carve his hatred, anger, and hatred into the charm of the Demon Sword.
Demon Lord Sword Jue is more advanced. In terms of relationship, Demon Sword can be said to be the biological son of Sword Jue. If it is compatible from top to bottom, there will definitely be no problem.
In this way, private goods that are selectively added and that fit the artistic conception are no longer just a black spot on the surface of the black cloth, but integrated into the black cloth.
The magic sword itself is a dangerous method. If someone makes this method even more deceptive, Qin Yang will use the hatred and anger of his evil thoughts as the basis, integrate the private goods he wants to add into the anger, and then integrate it into it.
There is no explicit indication, but a seed is buried, a time bomb that is more hidden and will not explode for the time being, making it even more difficult to eliminate.
Waiting for the day it explodes.
After doing this, Qin Yang suddenly felt a sense of emptiness, and his mind was empty.
The Si Zi Jue seems to have improved again, he took a little too long to use it...
The black aurora filled the sky, spiraling into the black sword, and Qin Yang's eyes slowly became dull.
At the moment when all the aurora transformed by the magic sword's charm were absorbed into the black sword.
In the sky above the Demon Sect's hometown, it was as if a star suddenly flickered, and the starlight turned into a beam of light, instantly crossing the space and impacting Qin Yang.
The mountaintop at the foot of Qin Yang suddenly collapsed, and Qin Yang's body seemed to have been hit hard and was blown down by the beam of light.
His hand holding the black sword was cut off and shattered into powder. The black sword was rolled by the halo and disappeared as the beam retracted.
At the bottom of a large pit that is dozens of miles long, Qin Yang is embedded in the bottom of the pit, his eyes are dull, his head is empty, and he feels inexplicably like he is watching himself from the perspective of a bystander, but he can't do anything.
Even he could know that it seemed to be the sequelae caused by over-exerting Si Zi Jue, but he still had no solution.
Shura, who was floating in the air and resonated with the magic sword's charm, had not recovered from the resonance. This unlucky child jumped directly here from the moment he understood the magic sword.
For a nerd who specializes in research, he has gone through all this without going completely crazy, which is considered good.
Shura fell from mid-air and fell to the ground. He also had empty eyes and a slightly ferocious expression. He also lay there motionless, as if he was dead.
Thousands of miles away from the Demon Sect's hometown, a gray bald man held a ball of continuously flashing light. From a very far distance, it looked like twinkling stars in the night sky.
That beam of light that penetrated thousands of miles and blasted down was emitted from his hand.
The beam of light rolled back, and at the same time it brought back a black sword with a strong demonic intent, full of anger and hatred, and the charm of the demonic sword, all integrated into it.
From now on, if you want to understand the magic sword and cultivate it, you can only understand this black sword. Similarly, because the charm of the magic sword is integrated and condensed, this black sword will also become a terrifying weapon.
The light held by the gray bald head dissipated, and he condensed a ball of light again, hanging the black sword inside without touching it with his hands.
At the moment when the stars twinkled, when light and shadow intertwined, a black snake popped out of his shadow and bit him on the neck.
Black venom seeped out from the black snake's fangs and injected into the gray bald head's neck.
In the blink of an eye, starting from the thin wound, the flesh and blood rotted, making a sizzling sound that continued to spread to the surroundings.
The moment the gray bald head crushed the black snake, half of the flesh and blood on his neck had disappeared, leaving only the jade-like bones, and the toxins were attached to the bones, and the collision of black and white made a constant sizzling sound.
Before the gray bald head could do anything, the light ball in his hand flickered again.
This moment of bright light emerged, stretching the shadow behind him very long. At the same time, more black snakes spurted out from the shadow behind him like a surge, drowning them.
In the blink of an eye, the gray bald head was bitten with hundreds of wounds by black snakes. In an instant, his bones and flesh were thinned, and he was shattered into a skeleton.
Black venom covered the surface of its bones and was still eroding crazily.
One of the black snakes tried to bite open the light ball wrapped in the black sword, but was shattered into powder by the power of the light ball.
The remaining black snake immediately separated a part and tightly wrapped around the ball of light, breaking it out of the gray bald head's control.
A group of black snakes rolled up balls of light and gathered at the side, clustering into a human shape. The position of the head changed into a huge tongue, and the cold eyes stared at the gray bald head that turned into a skeleton.
"Oh, it turns out to be the Death Star High Priest under the throne of Emperor Taihao. I almost misjudged him."
The skeleton's body radiated light, which suddenly changed into cold light, and the black venom adhering to its surface was instantly frozen into ice.
As the skeleton moved, it shattered and dissipated.
Two white light groups lit up in the skull's eye sockets, and countless runes emerged, converging again, and together with the light groups, condensed into two black dots, turning into the skull's eyes.
This is his original form, with the appearance of an ordinary person, but in a weakened state, used to deceive others.
Now that his identity has been recognized, the Death Star High Priest, whose head is still shining brightly, is too lazy to continue pretending.
He looked at the guy in front of him whose head was a huge snake head and whose body and limbs were all made up of countless black snakes.
Thinking back to what happened before, there was a huge collapse and the Big Mouth Monster jumped out to disrupt the situation, but there was a snake-headed man secretly sneaking in and rescuing Shura.
Looking back now, the Death Star High Priest understands that the big-mouth monster and the snake-headed man are not the same at all.
If you can recognize his identity at a glance and have sneaked in before, you must be very familiar with what he is doing and the affairs of the ancient heaven.
Then, the collapse of the giant tower most likely has nothing to do with that reckless big-mouthed monster.
However, that weird big-mouthed monster should be a person from Fengdu, the ancient underworld. Where is this snake-headed man from?
"It turns out it's you. It looks like you've been waiting for a long time."
The High Priest of the Death Star sneered. The other party might have planned to rescue Shura a long time ago. I'm afraid it wasn't because of some misunderstanding, but because he did it deliberately.
After disrupting the situation, he weakened his people, and now he is playing the game of a mantis stalking a cicada, with the oriole behind.
"How can I get it if I don't wait a little longer?"
The smuggler readily admitted that he had indeed been waiting for a long time.
He discovered what was going on here and the fighting here. When Shura broke out, the power was really too strong. The aftermath of that power would spread very, very far.
When he arrived, he first discovered the Death Star High Priest who was standing still, so he hid himself as well.
Slowly, he discovered Shura's power and what Shura was doing. When the charm of the magic sword completely appeared, he fully understood what the Death Star High Priest was doing here.
If there's anything else to say, let's grab it first and then talk about it.
Anyone with a discerning eye can see at a glance that the lost magic sword technique was this black sword. It can only be mastered through the black sword, and the black sword itself is a killing treasure.
The only surprise was that he had not recognized it before. The gray bald man was the high priest of the Death Star under Taihao. He had a very high status and strength, and was not an unimportant little character at all.
It's a pity that the snakehead didn't understand at all that what the Death Star High Priest said actually included the previous events, and they were not the same thing at all.
When the High Priest of the Death Star here heard what the snake-headed man said, a little black spot in his eye socket flickered, and old and new hatreds emerged together.
He stretched out his finger bones, which were like white jade, and pointed in the distance.
The light ball controlled by the snake-headed man exploded with a bang, and the halo swept across, turning into an icy cold light of death, sweeping over the snake-headed man.
The snake-headed man's body stiffened instantly, and his body seemed to have lost the contrast between light and dark, turning into a sculpture.
The Death Star High Priest's whole body flashed with light, and the starlight swept across. Along with the starlight, he appeared under the black sword, holding the black sword in his hand.
In an instant, black light flowed over the black sword, condensed into a flame tail, covered the black sword, and then spread upward along the hand of the Death Star High Priest.
The meaning contained in the magic sword's charm was directly poured into his mind.
The charm of the magic sword evoked his hatred, anger and resentment towards the snake-headed people without any hindrance.
The magic sword felt his thoughts, trembled slightly, and its power began to increase.
The Death Star High Priest swung his sword and struck out, and the black light exploded in the void like an angry roar.
The halo slashed through the snake-headed man's body, cutting his frozen body into two pieces.
"boom!"
With a loud noise, the snake-headed man's body exploded and turned into fragments all over the sky. Every black snake that made up his body was cut into pieces, and each of the fragments turned into a black snake again and reunited.
In the blink of an eye, the snake-headed man appeared again.
The high priest of the Death Star holds a black sword in his hand. In his white bone body, which is like white jade and blooming with halo, something like a black blood vessel emerges.
The white bones that the snake-headed man's corrosive venom could not penetrate were easily penetrated at this moment, slowly spreading up his arm.
This time, it was an infection from the inside out.
Just like his own anger, he actively attracted the power of the demon sword to penetrate.
The black spots in the Death Star High Priest's eye sockets began to slowly spread, occupying the entire eye sockets, and his aura began to rise linearly.
Scenes of the giant tower collapsing kept appearing in front of his eyes. He looked up to the sky and screamed, hating and angry.
"Death! I want you to die!"
The snake-headed man's snake eyes slowly narrowed to a slit, and he was shocked.
He also didn't expect that the power of this sword was so powerful.
He has not cultivated the magic sword at all, but just holding the sword seems to have a tendency to bring the Death Star High Priest back to his peak.
With his thoughts turning quickly, the snake-headed man without hesitation shattered his newly re-condensed body and turned into countless black snakes, escaping in all directions.
Can't beat it...
Originally, the High Priest of the Death Star had some restraint on him, but now that his strength has skyrocketed, he will definitely not be able to get the sword back.
The smuggler walked very decisively.
The moment he split into billions and escaped, a halo appeared on the head of the Death Star High Priest.
The aperture turned into a ripple, sweeping across.
All the black snakes swept by the ripples were immediately frozen into statues. In an instant, they were lightly swept by the aftermath and shattered into powder.
Unfortunately, more black snakes have already escaped.
Seeing the enemy fleeing, the black light in the Death Star's high priest's eyes flickered and shrank again into two small black dots.
He was excited and let go of the hand holding the magic sword.
Half of that arm was infected black.
As he let go of the magic sword, the infected parts began to slowly fade away, and finally turned into capillaries, spreading all over the bones of his hand.
The Death Star High Priest wanted to get rid of the black capillaries in the hand bones, but unfortunately his power was completely useless. Those things seemed to be there themselves, and no matter what he did, it was useless.
Looking at the peaceful magic sword hanging aside, the Death Star High Priest was filled with fear.
"It is indeed an evil thing, but its power is indeed very strong, terrifyingly strong."
At his level, it is already very difficult to be affected mentally, especially since he is the High Priest of the Death Star who serves under Emperor Taihao and protects Emperor Taihao.
It is even harder to imagine his thoughts and influence his actions.
Just using the magic sword as a weapon is completely undesirable.
Only by truly cultivating the Demon Sword can one use the Demon Sword in turn.
Especially when he thought about the power he had just now, the feeling of being no longer restrained and completely released, as if he was about to return to his peak, he felt inexplicably fond of it.
He felt that this kind of power seemed to be suitable for all sentient beings, regardless of race.
Putting it in the realm of the dead is really a perfect fit.
The Death Star High Priest once again released a ball of light, letting the magic sword hang inside. He slowly put away the ball of light and placed it in his chest.
He stared into the void, searching for the direction in which the snake-headed man had escaped.
Even if he no longer holds the black sword, the anger cannot be eliminated.
He took a step forward, paused briefly, and glanced in the direction of the Demon Sect's hometown.
Starlight swept across, and all he could see was the big crater he blasted out. Dust and debris fell into the crater. Nothing could be seen, and there was no movement at all.
After a quick glance, the Death Star High Priest was wrapped in starlight and chased out in the direction he judged.
…
In the void, stardust continues to emerge.
Countless dust gathered and turned into small fragments. The small ones gathered again and turned into large ones. This place has stretched for hundreds of thousands of miles and turned into a place like a meteorite belt.
Those fragments are still gathering, and stardust is also constantly appearing.
This is a new ancient fragment.
Countless black snakes gathered from all directions, and in these fragments, they re-condensed into snake-headed people.
He stood on a fragment and looked back in the direction of the Demon Sect's hometown, with a hint of gloom in his eyes.
"The magic sword method is still there. Is it Shura from the Demon Sect who came to the Realm of the Dead?
It’s a pity that the High Priest of the Death Star took the magic sword away.”
While the snake-headed man was thinking, a black snake flew back from the outside and merged into his body. The black snake also brought some news.
"The incarnation of Emperor Fengdu..."
News came from people in the Fengdu clan that the incarnation of Emperor Fengdu had appeared and was summoning the undead from the ancient underworld.
The snake-headed man's eyes became even more gloomy.
It must be because Si Jingye died before and Emperor Fengdu no longer trusted him so much, so he created an incarnation to deal with it.
But he had already expected this.
Even though Emperor Fengdu was in the prime of employing people, the people who could really use him had not yet appeared, so he was not killed.
But there is definitely distrust.
The snake-headed man pondered for a moment, thinking about the birth of the High Priest of the Death Star and the magic sword. He turned around and flew out of the debris group.
Wait until the smuggler flies away for a few days.
Xu Tianyan and Big Beard came to this meteorite belt.
"Ancestor, this should be right here..."
"Isn't it wrong again this time?" The bearded man's tone was a little questioning.
"Grandmaster, I really tried my best. My deduction method is not completely suitable for this place. I can only deduce some direction, which is the limit."
"Then wait, it should take a while." The bearded man looked at the meteorite belt that stretched for hundreds of thousands of miles, with a hint of sigh in his expression.
After putting away his sigh, the bearded man asked again.
"Master, have you deduced it?"
"The master of the sect is definitely still alive, this is absolutely true!" Xu Tianyan patted his chest to confirm, almost swearing.
"We have been to the place where the sect master was attacked. The sect master's strength is unfathomable, and he has the magic method. I am afraid that there will be no other person who can kill the sect master now except the Emperor Fengdu who drew the ground as a prison.
"
"No matter what happens, nothing will happen to the sect master. You can continue to deduce and see if you can deduce who ambushed the sect master."
"This...I'll try my best."
…
The hometown of Demon Sect, Dakeng.
Qin Yang lay at the bottom of the pit, watching the dust fall and the gravel rolling down the hillside, crushing him inside.
Buried inside, my consciousness is still clear, but my mind feels empty.
Even though he has now dissipated the extreme acceleration state of Si Zi Jue, he still maintains a state of conscious thinking that exceeds the reaction speed of the physical body.
Thought acceleration has indeed been promoted again after being used beyond its limits.
This time there is a new option, which can be used normally or significantly overclocked. Qin Yang doesn't know where the limit is.
Executing the Si Zi Jue itself can be regarded as overclocking, but this is a normal situation. Everything about him is still normal, and even his combat power will become stronger due to the extreme detail capture.
But this time, it seems to have returned to the essence of thinking acceleration, ultra-overclocking.
It's so fast that the physical body can no longer keep up, it's just the pure thought that accelerates beyond the limit.
Is there any sequelae? Just like now, after the Si Zi Jue is dispersed, the physical body is still unable to move, only the thinking itself is normal.
Qin Yang himself was not sure whether it was better to lose his mind or lie dead like this.
Anyway, these are very serious side effects.
In comparison, the current situation is a little better for losing my mind, at least I can move.
If someone really comes here now, he will be a living target.
That gray bald man is also a melon.
He thought he could not imagine that someone would come to open the peach?
From the moment he asked Shura to reassemble the Demon Sect's old place, and then fill all the fragments he took away back together, preparing to elicit the charm of the Demon Sword.
He was already prepared, because this thing was designed to be thrown out to deceive people.
Giving it to others is too fake, and letting others snatch it away is of course the most normal situation.
Moreover, anyone who comes to snatch the magic sword now is definitely not one of his own. Qin Yang applauds every one who dies.
He was worried about how he would act to act more realistically if someone came to rob him.
How wonderful this time, completely acting in character.
He didn't get snatched away on purpose, he was really powerless, and he really had no choice about the sequelae of Yizijue.
On the other hand, this guy Shura did a good job this time, so we can consider including him in the Great Qin Demon Sect.
If it's appropriate, introduce him to some geniuses from the Taoist sect, they should have something in common.
As long as you don't study anything too dangerous, it shouldn't be a big problem.
Fighting, fighting, intrigues, plotting, etc. are not suitable for people like them. It would be better to just do what they are good at.
Qin Yang has seen a lot of guys like Silly Shura who are very good at research and have a very high level of knowledge, but they are still easy to be deceived.
It is also necessary to protect our own talents.
While he was thinking blindly, Qin Yang felt that the stone pressing on his body had been moved away.
Shura was digging a hole and kept digging deeper. He felt very panicked.
He used the resonance to induce the charm of the magic sword, but he was deeply trapped in it, unable to extricate himself. When he woke up, he was already buried.
There was still a little gray bald head's power left in this giant pit that was more than ten miles wide. He didn't know that he was under attack.
However, when he was attacked, he did not die, but was buried alive. He immediately started digging, hoping to dig out this cheap third master uncle.
From the ancient world to the present, there is no memory at all in the middle. When Qin Yang killed Crazy Shura, he cleaned up those things to ensure that there was no residue at all.
The truth is known from Qin Yang's mouth. After such a big blow, his master who is still here is like a life-saving straw, the last line that prevents him from being completely defeated.
And Qin Yang is the most critical medium for him to seize this thread.
He really didn't want Qin Yang to die.
Fear that Qin Yang is dead.
He dug the soil frantically and moved the stones away. When he moved a huge boulder again and saw Qin Yang who was still intact under the pressure, Shura finally smiled.
As long as you are still here, you are not dead. If you really die here, you will be wiped out.
"Uncle Third Master, are you okay?" Shura asked with some uncertainty.
"..." Qin Yang gave him a look, as if I was fine?
Fortunately, Shura wasn't particularly cold-blooded. He stretched out his hand to dig Qin Yang out of the soil and pulled out the big hole.
One day passed, Shura looked at Qin Yang who had not yet recovered, and couldn't help but said.
"Uncle Third Master, what's wrong with you? Where has my master gone? Why hasn't he come back yet?"
Three days passed and Shura began to chatter again.
"Uncle Third Master, you have to recover quickly. I feel like it's not very safe here."
Qin Yang gave him another look, "You still know it's not safe, so why don't you take me away quickly?"
After five days, Shura couldn't bear it anymore.
"Uncle Third Master, don't move. Let me see what's wrong with you."
If I could move, I wouldn't have to listen to you babbling here!
Qin Yang listened to Shura's talk for several days and was so angry that he couldn't even twist his nose.
Shura started to get started and began to study what was going on with Qin Yang.
His power covered the surface of Qin Yang's body and penetrated inward bit by bit, but it was extremely difficult to penetrate.
Shura was very shocked.
"Uncle Third Master, your physical body is so strong, it looks like your original body."
Qin Yang gave up treatment and allowed Shura to start research.
As soon as he started researching, Shura's state seemed to be that of a completely different person. He was almost in a state of obsession, forgetting all sleep and food. Qin Yang was a little scared to see it.
He always felt that Shura wanted to slice him up and study him.
A few days later, Shura said with some doubts.
"That shouldn't be the case, Uncle Third Master, your physical condition is very good, everything seems to be quite normal, and the way I look at you and your consciousness should also be normal.
Then you are uncoordinated. I think I have heard of something similar.
It is said that there is a strong man who has mastered the Si Zi Jue, which can accelerate his consciousness and thinking to the extreme. He can learn everything very quickly, and he has almost no tricks when fighting.
But later, I heard that after he used the Si Zi Jue once, his thinking was too fast and he was disconnected from the physical body, and he lay down for hundreds of years before recovering."
Qin Yang's blind eyes trembled. How many hundred years?
"I read the records and it said that he adjusted his thinking and re-aligned it before he could move.
Later, when his weakness became known, someone took advantage of this period of time to kidnap him and turn him into a bronze-armored corpse alive.
But don’t worry too much, Uncle Third Master. That person has mastered Si Zi Jue and is so strong that he is like this. It’s different from you.
But I think you can refer to it..."
Qin Yang immediately followed the instructions and began to adjust his thinking speed. He actually didn't feel that his thinking speed was fast now.
After slowly lowering the frequency, letting go, and no longer receiving all the information around me, I immediately felt that it was useful.
Continue to empty your mind and go directly into silence, without thinking about anything else, and the feeling will become faster.
A few days later, Qin Yang blinked.
He jumped up from the ground and rubbed his head.
After all, he is still inexperienced. After quitting Super Overclocking, he no longer uses the Si Zi Jue, but his thinking is still accelerating. As long as he is still thinking about things, he may really lie down forever.
I silently calculated that if I use meditation to resolve and recover, it may take three days to recover after overclocking once.
If the overclocking time increases, the recovery time may continue to increase exponentially.
Shura, who was chattering non-stop and took Qin Yang as his research subject, was pleasantly surprised.
"Uncle Third Master, are you awake?"
"Shut up!"
Qin Yang's head hurt from being bitten by Shura, and he really wanted to stab him to death with a sword.
In a few days, Shura listed more than 80 possibilities, and even experimented with more than a dozen. If he hadn't been afraid of cutting open Qin Yang's body, he might have killed Qin Yang, and there was no pill to recover.
.
I'm afraid he really dares to take action.
"Is anyone coming these days?"
"Yes, there is, but I took Third Master Uncle and hid it, so no one found us."
"Then leave quickly, we are wasted here."
"But if we leave and Master comes back, he won't be able to find us."
"Just do it."
Qin Yang's head was very big. This guy was not as good as the crazy Shura before. Although that guy's brain circuit was abnormal and he was so crazy that he didn't think he was crazy, he was at least normal.
Why is this silly Shura really a bit like a fool?
Could it be the sequelae caused by the crazy Shura that he killed?
Thinking about his experience of splitting into killer Qin Yang and dog Qin Yang, it was indeed abnormal for both of them to be alone. Qin Yang sighed.
Forget it, don't argue with him, he may really be missing a part and become a fool.
What are you arguing with a fool?
Before leaving the Demon Sect's hometown, Qin Yang had an idea and took out a sign...
When I was about to write, I took it back. Forget it, the brand has almost become Qin Yang’s signature thing.
He is now Wei Chengcheng, not Qin Yang.
But then I thought about it, why couldn't Wei Chengcheng set up a brand and pull Qin Yang's tiger skin, maybe it would be more credible.
He took out the sign and wrote a few lines of large characters using several ancient runes.
The general meaning: The emergence of the magic sword Shen Yun is a conspiracy. The so-called trigger of the divine war is not an accident at all, it was deliberately arranged by someone.
As long as you practice the magic sword, your thinking will be changed, you will go completely crazy, and you will become a lackey of the Three Heavenly Emperors.
For example, Shura, who mastered the magic sword, clearly had a grudge against the Emperor of Heaven. After going crazy, he clearly remembered that he had a life-and-death feud with Emperor Taiwei, but he still wanted to help the ancient heaven.
The magic sword method is basically the conspiracy of the three emperors to corrupt the human race from within.
Yang Yang Sa Sa's line of words was written several times in several ancient languages.
After adding a special light effect to it to ensure that someone could see it, it was inserted on the top of a mountain.
After doing this, Qin Yang was still a little dissatisfied.
Standing in front of the sign again, he said these words again in a stern tone. After finishing speaking, he took a step forward, leaving behind a shadow that looked like Wei Chengcheng, which turned into a repeater and shouted angrily over and over again.
Shura on the side looked at Qin Yang with admiration. He had never thought of this method of telling others the truth.
"However, Uncle Third Master, if you act like this, I'm afraid you will be regarded as a thorn in the flesh by the ancient heaven."
Qin Yang laughed and waved his hand indifferently.
"Hahaha……
The truth needs to be known to more people.
If they have the ability, they will come and kill me, Wei Chengxin."
"In ancient times, someone like Third Master Uncle could definitely be regarded as a true gentleman among people."
"Don't talk nonsense. I'm not a real gentleman. I'm too tired."
Qin Yang looked at the sign and the shadow of the repeater machine left behind. The more he looked at it, the more satisfied he became.
Although he felt that this was indeed the truth, he was actually not too sure.
However, it doesn’t matter anymore, even if this was the truth before, it’s not true now.
The current private goods were added by Wei Chengcheng.
This brand, given the current situation, is considered a smear rumor.
Based on his relationship with the Three Heavenly Emperors, he is so black that he has no pressure.
Whether it was true or false, Qin Youde was not the kind of guy who would trick people for no reason.
He has given a reminder. If anyone comes to the Demon Sect's hometown again to look for the Demon Sword Technique, they will definitely be able to see it.
As long as someone sees it, it's fine. It would be better if someone erases both the sign and the ghost repeater.
This is what it says on the sign.
If you are not guilty, what are you afraid of?
True or false is not important, what other people think is important.
After this tip spreads, if there are still people who practice the magic sword method, they must be determined to become the lackeys of the Three Heavenly Emperors.
Good words can't persuade the damned ghost, and no one can stop him from jumping into the pit, and no one can save him.
Qin Yang left with Shura.
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On a fragment that stretches for tens of thousands of miles, a dark palace has been built.
Da Zui was lying on his head, his breath was cold, and he looked down at the people below with cold eyes.
The smuggler who has just returned is reporting on what happened before.
Death Star High Priest, Demonic Sword, etc...
Listening to the words of the snake-headed man, Dazui couldn't help but feel worried about what happened to his third master.
He didn't say anything for now, waiting until the smuggler finished his report.
Big Mouth didn't say anything, but directly gave them another order.
"I will leave the matter of the Demonic Sword to you with full supervision, especially if we trace the location of the Death Star High Priest, if there is a chance, we will kill him on the spot.
In addition, let's investigate again and find out who spread the news that the current leader of the Dao Sect is actually the Lord of the House.
This is the most important thing.”
The smuggler was a little surprised. He had never heard similar news.
But upon hearing this, he immediately nodded solemnly.
"What the Emperor said is absolutely true.
This statement either came from the line of Fujun, or it came from the hands of the ancient heaven.
Now that no one from the royal family has arrived, it should have nothing to do with them, so it must have something to do with the ancient heaven.
Nowadays, all the heroes of the Tao Sect can gather together for an era, which is a force that cannot be underestimated.
Although the prince of the mansion is not in harmony with the emperor, he is still our ancient underworld. We cannot deny it, nor can we admit it. Maybe we will harm the Taoist sect because of it.
People who spread rumors are really vicious."
"Yes." Da Zui responded without saying anything more, Quan accepted it as acquiescence.
"I'll take care of it now." The snake-headed man left in a hurry.
Dazui stared at the figure of the snake-headed man, with evil thoughts in his heart.
The snake-headed man didn't know that the director of the Department of Rebirth, Jingye Jingye, who he said had been besieged and killed by the ancient heaven, was the new generation leader of the Taoist sect.
The bearded Taoist man came to him personally and warned him.
With this identity, Dazui doesn't think that Si Jingye is dead, and doesn't believe it at all.
If Si Jingye had really died, the Taoist sect would have exploded long ago.
But the fact that Big Beard came to see him in person must not be mentioned.
Da Zui always felt that the traitor, the smuggler, was responsible for the attack on Si Jingye.
He had long wanted to swallow him alive. He thought that was enough and there was no need for evidence.
Unfortunately, Wu Mian disagreed, so he had no choice but to give up.
As for Si Jingye, it is actually the Lord's business, and Dazui himself doesn't care at all.
It's better, since he has become the Prime Minister anyway.
But it is also because of this that Big Mouth simply doesn't believe such nonsense. No matter how bad the governor is, he will not become the prime minister.
If his third master hadn't spoken this time, Big Mouth wouldn't have cared about this kind of thing at all and would have just allowed it to develop.
It's a pity that the secrets, especially those that cannot be known to outsiders, can only be kept in the heart.
The snake-headed man disappeared, and the malice in Dazui's heart was suppressed.
He found another confidant and asked him to deliver a message.
…
Three months later, the messenger with a big mouth came to the vicinity of the Demon Sect's hometown with a message.
In a dim world, the light blooming on the brand can be seen from a long distance away.
The visitor dropped off, saw the sign, and listened to the roar of the phantom repeater, feeling shocked and angry.
There is no one here, and there is no one near the hometown of the Demon Sect. Even after searching around, I can't find it.
The visitor thought for a while and concluded that the person the Emperor was looking for would be fine if he could leave a message. However, after leaving the Demon Sect's hometown, Fu Jun, the world was vast and there was no way he could be found.
In addition, what the sign said was too horrifying, so I had to go back and recover as soon as possible.
…
In the meteorite belt, more and more people are coming from Dao Sect, and some people have brought back news.
On the floating island, it has been spread that the new generation of the Taoist sect leader is actually the Lord of the Underworld.
"Grandmaster, is this true? The sect leader is the prince?" Xu Tianyan couldn't hold himself back.
The bearded man smiled and seemed unconcerned.
"The sect master is the sect master. Apart from that, it doesn't matter what other identity the sect master has, and it's not our business to interfere.
If you are really free, just go and keep an eye on it so that our Taoist ancestral court can see the light of day again as soon as possible.
The Demon Sect’s hometown where the war between gods started appeared first, don’t you understand why?”
Xu Tianyan's complexion changed slightly and he quickly straightened his expression.
"What the Patriarch teaches is that the disciple should speed up now."
ps: Yesterday was a really big chapter, and today is also a big chapter with ten thousand words. Why didn’t anyone vote? It’s okay even if you don’t have a monthly recommendation vote.