Infinity Throne

When performing at a large-scale family recognition site,

Most of the one hundred and sixty-five "cargoes" captured by the demon tribe were killed or injured.

Yi Lin is not a saint. Although he is also a demon, the only people he truly regards as his tribe are the warrior team he brought.

As for whether the other monsters were dead or injured, Yi Lin didn't feel bad.

He is not a saint.

Niu You, Gou Ge, Miao Miao and Ju'er have superb sorcery skills and pure blood, and have long been listed among the great demons.

They were back to back, taking care of each other and blocking waves of attacks.

The Moluo Palace did not take action, nor did the Tianjian Sect. All the Buddhist monks were injured by Yi Lin, so Miaomiao and the others could barely hold on.

When Yi Lin passed by the Moluo Hall, she smiled and waved to Wang Xiaohu.

"Brother Lin!"

Wang Xiaohu was stunned.

He was messy in the wind.

"What Brother Lin?"

Yan Qianxiu was about to ask, but found that the atmosphere at Tianjianmen was not right.

Ren Qingshan was surrounded by a group of elders.

Ren Qingshan sneered again and again: "You actually believe his monstrous words?"

Xia Ruxue shook her sword, her expression unwavering: "I believe in senior brother, if he says you are a mole, then you must be a mole."

There was no doubt in his words.

The other elders exchanged looks with each other.

For so many years, they have not found the traitor in the door.

Ren Qingshan is usually very low-key, and his relationship with other elders is neither salty nor cool, and he rarely reveals any clues about the traitor. But when Yi Lin reminded them, they recalled every detail of their relationship over the years, and after thinking about it on their own, the more they looked at Ren Qingshan, the more he looked like a rebel.

"Haha." Nie Shanhe's eyes were cold and his eyebrows were raised. Behind him, it was as if thousands of swords were roaring, and the air around him was distorted: "I will only ask once, is Xiaogu's death that year related to you?"

In front of Yi Lin and Xia Xiaoman's entrance.

Nie Shanhe once had a beloved disciple named Xiaogu.

Xiao Gu is smart and has a high level of understanding.

He is the direct descendant of Nie Shanhe.

Nie Shanhe taught everything he had learned throughout his life.

However, during an exploration of a secret cave, his beloved disciple was attacked by a group of mysterious monks.

Nie Shanhe's disciples are said to have found a treasure suspected to be the "treasure left by the Empress".

After he found it, he immediately informed his master. The elders knew that the matter was serious and immediately organized a group to attack to retrieve the empress's treasure.

Unexpectedly, when they arrived, they only saw Xiao Gu’s body and the Empress’ treasure was missing.

It was that time that Tianjian Sect learned something: there was a ghost inside the sect.

They have always suspected that Moluo Temple was responsible, but there is no evidence.

From then on, Nie Shanhe stopped accepting disciples.

When Nie Shanhe asked this question,

Ren Qingshan closed his eyes and fell into silence.

After a while, Ren Qingshan sighed: "What if it's not the case? What if it is?"

"die!"

This ambiguous answer sounded like an answer to Nie Shanhe's ears.

Nie Shanhe took the lead.

He roared angrily, thrust out a sword, one turned into two, two turned into four, four turned into eight, thousands of flying sword lights and shadows, like a hurricane, killed Ren Qingshan.

Ren Qingshan groaned and took a few steps. The steps were strange and unpredictable. Everyone's eyes were dazzled. The light and shadow in front of them changed and they came to another place.

Green mountains and green waters, birds singing and flowers fragrant.

There was no shadow of Ren Qingshan around.

"It's a phantom formation!"

"He is indeed a traitor!"

"Blank!"

The faces of the black and white sheep changed, and they took action at the same time. The ancient chessboard was thrown away, and it instantly turned into a sky-covering shadow above their heads. The sky was filled with yellow sand. When the chess pieces fell to the ground, they turned into thousands of troops and horses, filled with murderous intent.

Thousands of troops and horses are galloping, and the yellow sand is rising behind them, colliding with the green mountains.

At the junction of green mountains, green water and yellow sand, the formation space quickly collapsed, and at the crack, the scenery of Yan Fuzhou was once again revealed.

…

at the same time.

In front of Xia Ruxue, stood Ren Qingshan.

There was no one else around.

At this moment, half of Ren Qingshan's body was filled with thick black energy, and his eyes were glowing.

Xia Ruxue swept out with her sword, but Ren Qingshan easily smashed the sword light into pieces.

The veins on Ren Qingshan's forehead were exposed, and he looked crazy.

At this moment, Ren Qingshan seemed to have become another person.

Even though Xia Ruxue is a genius among geniuses, her cultivation time is still too short.

After a few rounds, Ren Qingshan's hand was wrapped in a black mist and he tore off one of Xia Ruxue's arms alive.

The severe pain almost made Xia Ruxue faint. Her first reaction was not where her arm had gone, but... that arm was still wearing the Lin family heirloom Qiankun Twist Lock!

"Hahahahaha——"

Ren Qingshan leaned over to pick up Xia Ruxue's severed arm, and roughly pulled off the twist lock of the universe, laughing wildly.

The "Ten-Star Chess Game" played by Black and White and Two Sheep tore apart the illusion formation that Ren Qingshan had set up in a hurry.

The purpose of the illusion formation was obviously just to delay the elders' time. Even if it was only for a few seconds, the purpose of "delay" was achieved.

When the elders escaped from the illusion formation, they happened to see Xia Ruxue falling from the sky, covered in blood.

Ren Qingshan turned into a black air and swept towards the sky.

Right now.

Everyone in Moluo Hall, who had been standing by and watching, felt a pain in their chests.

A hoarse and gloomy voice that sounded like it came from the underworld reached their ears after the pain.

"Swear to the death to block the Heavenly Sword Sect!"

This is... an order from Mara!

The disciples in the Mo Luo Temple, whether they are ordinary disciples, elites, or even the four guardians, all have "devil seeds" planted by Mo Luo himself in their bodies.

The "demon seeds" in them not only ensure that there are no traitors in the Mara Palace and that everyone is loyal, but they can also use the demon seeds to connect with Mara and gain the power of Mara, making progress in practice. .

For example, back then, Lin Yi and Xia Xiaoman formed a golden elixir after only four years of practice. Such talent made all the elders say "fuck you."

And in the Mara Palace,

Although it is not such an exaggeration, there are many disciples who have cultivated the golden elixir within ten years.

Because of this demon seed.

And the price they can pay is to be loyal to Mara.

As long as they don't betray Mara, the power they can gain far exceeds the price they pay.

After Mo Luo obtained the treasure left by the Empress, he had been cultivating in the depths of Mo Luo's palace and had not been born for thousands of years.

At this moment, after Ren Qingshan took away Xia Ruxue's bracelet, Mo Luo actually used the ability of the demon seed to issue the "Mo Luo Order", ordering everyone in Yan Fuzhou to stop the Tianjian Sect regardless of breaking the thousand-year agreement. Let Ren Qingshan escape from here.

In an instant, the four guardians, the devil, the saint, Li Qianqian and other elites from the Moluo Palace took action at the same time after receiving the order from the demon, and stopped in front of the Tianjian Gate.

The war is about to break out.

…

Yan Fuzhou has a huge space.

The whole island was shaking.

far away,

The two kinds of brilliance, black and white, submerged half of the sky in Yanfuzhou.

"Why did Moluo Palace get involved with Tianjian Sect?"

Yi Lin's eyes swept across the sky in the distance. The atmosphere there was chaotic, the energy was unclear, and all the "reasons" were intertwined. Yi Lin couldn't figure out what was happening there for a while.

The situation in Yan Fuzhou is over.

The Supreme Buddha passed away, the Twelve Arhats died in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tree, and the Buddhist monks were seriously injured due to the shock of the "Buddha's Golden Body".

For a moment, no one else could stand beside the Little Supreme Buddha.

The lonely little Supreme Buddha gritted his teeth and threw a string of beads towards Yi Lin.

Yi Lin raised her hand and fired a shot, shattering the beads.

Immediately afterwards, the Little Supreme Buddha threw out a red cassock.

The cassock flashed with gorgeous light on top of Yi Lin's head, suppressing everything... and was stabbed through by Yi Lin again.

The Immortal Killing Spear is indestructible and can break through anything. Theoretically, as long as Yi Lin has enough spiritual power, he can break through all the way and break through the sky with the spear.

The little supreme Buddha threw out magic weapons one after another.

more and more.

Yi Lin poked and poked and found something was wrong. If she kept poking again, the psychic energy would be exhausted first, maybe it was him!

"Why are there so many magic weapons..."

Yi Lin looked at the remains of the magic weapon everywhere, muttered, and started to use his skills.

"Shadow Kill!"

"Follow me like a shadow!"

After a blink of an eye, Yi Lin disappeared.

At first, Yi Lin was having anal sex from the front, but suddenly her style changed to the back, catching the little Supreme Buddha who had been taking out the magic weapon by surprise.

"Twelve companies...stab!"