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Looking away, Ye Huaiyao said with a smile that was not a smile: "Go back and thank you? I didn't tell you to go."

The monks were all startled, but they saw him turn his eyes around, and said: "Chengfeng faction, Shaogan mansion, Huagu sect, Anyang gang... I remember you, everyone is good, just wait here Last seven days and seven nights, let's remember it long!"

After Ye Huaiyao said this, his body didn't move, his feet didn't move, his body was like a breeze, and in a blink of an eye, the person had already floated several feet away.

Before he left, he slapped the half of the stone pillar next to him.Everyone was startled by Ye Huaiyao's sudden coming and going, and no one cared.

It wasn't until there were a few rattling sounds that someone shouted in surprise: "This is not right, run!"

As soon as the sound came out, the stone pillars were already miraculously moving, and the formation changed instantly. Everyone in the demon race couldn't stand firmly and were thrown out of the formation. Then the formation closed, and the fog gathered to seal the monks inside again.

In this way, although the demons outside can't go in and attack, they can't get out inside.

Ye Huaiyao's actions were beyond the expectations of both parties. Although the monks were clamoring inside, the demon soldiers outside were also puzzled.

A demon soldier said: "General, was that man just now a man or a demon? He didn't hurt us either... he looks really good-looking!"

The demon general An Ling was also staring at the direction Ye Huaiyao was leaving in a daze. Hearing this, he came back to his senses, and slapped the little soldier on the head, and scolded: "You said that too? No I said it! Don't look around, be careful Your Majesty heard it and twisted your head off."

Xiaobing was taken aback by him, and asked in a daze, "Why?"

An Ling said: "Get out! I mean what I say, go out and inquire about it, what demon will ask you why!"

Kicking the little soldier away, he patted his head again and muttered, "It's strange, who is this man? There is a portrait of him in the king's bedroom, why?"

Walk ten miles forward along the magic circle, and then pass through a dense forest to truly enter Lihentian.

This has always been a place where people can change their colors.

This is the land of the Demon Realm. According to legend, the unwilling souls of the dead, the monsters bred from the darkness of the heart, and various unknown and dangerous species all come from this place.

Over the years, if it was not a last resort, even a powerful party would not dare to enter alone easily.

It is said that this place used to be a real barren land, with no living creatures left. It was not until hundreds of years ago that Beicang Demon Monarch broke in alone and swept thousands of miles away that this place was gradually opened up for the demons who had been wandering for many years to find. found a shelter.

People are afraid of Lihentian, and even more afraid of Beicang Demon Lord.

But it is undeniable that danger is often accompanied by temptation. Everyone knows that the demon race has appeared in ancient times, and the entire race has a long history.

Not to mention many rare treasures, Lihentian's unique soil and environment have also bred many spiritual stones and weeds that are rarely seen outside.

Occasionally, one or two items are lucky enough to flow to the market through the black market, and even if they are priced at a thousand dollars, they will still be snatched up.

In the past, when Demon Lord Beicang was alive, the world was afraid of him to death, not to mention intruding, even if they wanted to pass Lihentian, they would take a detour.

Later, both the Demon Lord and Ming Sheng had an accident, and many people thought they had an opportunity to find out, but they found that there was a layer of purple mist around Li Hentian, sealing off the entire Demon Realm. Get up, so that no matter how hot their hearts are, they can only watch helplessly.

Until a few days ago, there was a sign of the demon lord's resurrection, the mountains trembled, and several weak places in the barrier also faintly showed signs of loosening.

People waited on the sidelines at first, but after waiting for a few days, they found that there was no movement. Gradually, some bold monks couldn't stand the temptation and invited several people to form a team. The enchantment opened a small mouth and came out to explore inside.

Someone took the lead, and indeed found many rare treasures from Lihentian, proving that the rumors were true, and gradually more and more people rushed to follow suit.

"did you see?"

On the mountain path covered with crescent-shaped fallen leaves, the eyes of the monk in the dark blue priestly robe brightened, and he cautiously approached a tree by the roadside, and twisted a piece of gold from the nearby tree trunk with his fingers wearing gold silk gloves. Silver-white cocoons.

His eyes lit up: "This is a butterfly that has been extinct for more than 500 years. Its cocoons are dried and ground into powder. Every time it is closed, it is mixed with tranquilizing incense. It can calm the mind and prevent it from going crazy. Good stuff ah!"

For cultivators, insanity is a major problem in the process of practicing. If Hua Die really has such an effect, it can be regarded as a rare treasure.

It's a pity that a cocoon is only the size of a soybean, so it's too much to use. After hearing the introduction of the monk in blue, everyone hurriedly searched around.

The mountain road is narrow, and the left and right sides are covered with strangely shaped thorns and shrubs, and the purple mist floats around.

In this atmosphere, it seems that even the faint sunlight adds a third of weirdness, refracted through the gaps in the branches of the trees and the purple mist, and sprinkles a little bit of blurred light spots.

There are dark shadows in the distance, and there are faint howls of unknown monsters.

The crowd gradually penetrated into the forest, and became more and more separated.

Gao Xiulin stood still and did not move.Although the companions who came together were all excited and the treasure hunt was in full swing, he always felt his heart was trembling and he dared not even take a step.

"What are you doing?" The man who spoke just now came over unexpectedly, pushed Gao Xiulin, and said, "You just watch others take advantage of it? Hurry up and find it together!"

This man is from Dao Sect, his name is Wan Yu, Gao Xiulin met him not long ago because of a demon slaying, this time he was the one who dragged him here.

"Brother Wan." He said uneasily, "This is the territory of Bei Cang Demon Lord. I heard that he is cruel and bloodthirsty by nature. If he comes back to life and finds us, then, wouldn't it be..."

Wan Yu didn't take it seriously, and said with a smile: "Brother, wealth and wealth are in danger, and you have to do big things. You can't be so anticipatory! Don't forget, the one who fought the decisive battle with Beicang Demon Lord was old Ming Sheng, and the demon leader is the one who is the most important thing in the world." No matter how powerful it is, how can it be cheap?"

He spoke soothingly: "I'm afraid that the resurrection will not be possible at all, and even if it is, the magic power will inevitably be weakened—otherwise, how could this enchantment be broken by us so easily? In short, since it is a rare opportunity to come in, you Hurry up."

Gao Xiulin looked at the cloth bag in his hand, which was already bulging, and said in his heart: "Tell me to hurry up, don't you know that you just take it when you're ready?"

Beicang Demon Monarch will fall into the hands of Ming Sheng, not because of his weak mana, but because he is Ming Sheng!

No matter how weakened or damaged the two people's skills are, that is the height they need to look up to in this life, how dare they be so negligent!

The surrounding scenery was strange and beautiful, with rare treasures everywhere, but Gao Xiulin already regretted it. He only hated himself for not being able to withstand the temptation before, and for a moment he became greedy, so that it was too late to turn around.

——He didn't dare to go back the same way alone and leave alone.In a place like this, being alone is tantamount to death.

When everyone was in full swing, suddenly there was a scream in the distance.

Although the place where the sound came from was some distance away from them, the cry was really terrible, and it came out so suddenly that everyone was taken aback.

Gao Xiulin only felt that what he had been worried about all along had become a reality, and something had happened at last. He nervously held his sword hilt, and said in horror, "What's wrong? Who is it?"

Someone said: "Sounds like Senior Brother Baili from the Seven Poison Sect, go and have a look!"

They speculated that the other party might have encountered some kind of monster. At that moment, some people hurriedly took out the magic weapons prepared in advance and rushed to the place where the screams came from. Did not hear.

As a result, when I rushed to the place to see it, many people were stunned.

There is no ferocious beast as imagined at all, but a group of monks fighting together.

However, there were more than [-] people holding weapons in the open space, fighting desperately, and seven or eight corpses were randomly piled up on the ground.

Among them was the "Senior Brother Baili" who screamed just now, and he was cut into two pieces, and he died in a terrible state, with his eyes wide open.

Everyone was shocked when they saw this, they stopped their rushing steps, Wan Yu distinguished for a moment, and saw that the fighting party was wearing brown bunts and holding long whips, obviously from the same sect, they were numerous and powerful, and they cooperated Well, it's gaining the upper hand at the moment.

He thought for a moment, and said loudly: "Is there a fellow Taoist from the Changshan sect over there? May I ask why you all killed each other?"

Unaware of the sound of weapons intersecting with spiritual power, some people saw Wan Yu and the others coming, and hesitated for a moment, and then attacked even more ruthlessly, ignoring his question at all.

Gao Xiulin also frowned, drew out his sword and said, "Everyone! This is not a place for ordinary duels. The Demon Realm is unpredictable. We were always cautious when we came in. If you make such a big commotion, you are not afraid to kill eighteen Is Killing Star alarmed?"

The "Eighteen Killing Stars" he mentioned refers to the eighteen generals under Bei Cang Demon Lord's seat, all of them are also great devils who are not born in the world, and their names can stop children from crying at night.

It's just that when there is no demon king calling, most of these people will not stay in Lihentian honestly. What's more, they are only active in the outermost periphery and dare not go deep, so they haven't had any powerful figures with the demon clan. Had a head-on conflict.

But if the fight continues like this, it is really not certain who will be drawn out.

Gao Xiulin's words really had some effect, a few people hesitated, and the offensive slowed down.

A woman in white took this opportunity to force her opponent back with a few swords, and said loudly: "I am not from the Changshan sect! Their sect came in late, and they saw other monks getting treasures, so they specially picked up the lesser ones. The team attacked, intending to kill people and seize treasures! It's like even animals..."

Before she could finish her words, her voice stopped abruptly, and a dark whip swung from the side, strangling the nun's neck, causing her to suffocate to death on the spot.

Gao Xiulin recognized that it was Zhao Dingquan, the head of the Changshan School who did the killing himself.

He smiled coldly and said: "Winners and losers, of course, what is there to blame? If you are glorious, you won't appear in this place!"

Wan Yu said angrily: "But we didn't kill anyone! Your faction is so cruel, isn't it afraid that it will be ridiculed by others?!"

Zhao Dingquan said with a sinister smile: "Then... don't spread the word, isn't that all right?"

As he spoke, he waved his hands, and there was a rattling sound around him, and several giant nets full of barbs were raised in the forest, surrounding everyone in the middle.

Gao Xiulin was terrified, he felt cold sweat on his palms.

He never expected that the danger that he was worried about just now would happen so soon, and what's more ironic is that this danger did not happen to the demon enemies, but came from their so-called "white people" themselves.

Wan Yu's face was frightened and angry, and he slashed at the giant net next to him with his sword, and angrily said: "You guys are already prepared to kill and silence!"

The Changshan faction is not a powerful sect, and this time it may have cost a lot of money. The giant net is made of something, but it keeps cutting.

Zhao Dingquan commanded his disciples to rush forward to attack. Seeing that the scheme succeeded, he got so many ready-made treasures without having to search hard.

He laughed loudly and said, "Why not?"

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha……"

His laughter echoed in the purple mist and mountain forest, and the lingering sound was almost endless. Wave after wave spread to the distance, one after another, making the listener dizzy.

A Changshan sect disciple couldn't stand it any longer, and said softly: "Brother sect master, I know you are happy, but you just need to laugh a little. This way of laughing will really attract people from the demon race over in a while, we can recruit I can't stand it!"

Zhao Dingquan's complexion changed slightly, and he was a little flustered, and said in a low voice, "I've shut my mouth, which of your eyes saw me laughing!"

Only then did the disciple come to his senses, and he couldn't help saying in shock: "It's not you, it's—"

He thought of a certain possibility, his eyes were frightened, his face turned blue, and he suddenly closed his mouth firmly.The people around looked at each other in blank dismay, a sense of extreme fear welled up from the bottom of their hearts.

The laughter was endless, flamboyant and arrogant, hovering above the heads of the crowd, like spring thunder piercing the sky, and the sound of thunder, shaking the whole sky as if it was about to collapse.

The purple mist suddenly gathered and scattered, the trees twisted and stretched, the soil on the ground cracked, and scorching fires burst out from the gaps, and countless treasures were reduced to ashes in a blink of an eye.

The surrounding environment has become so harsh and terrifying in a blink of an eye, and people living in it are even more miserable, and their headaches are splitting from the shock of laughter.

Many people couldn't stand firmly, fell to the ground in pain, covered their ears and curled up into a ball.

As the head of the sect, Zhao Dingquan could barely stand on the tree trunk, but his face was already as pale as paper.

He looked around hastily, and murmured: "Beicang... the devil?"

"This seat has always admired people with vision, but hates those who have no self-knowledge."

Finally, the laughter stopped, and a voice came from afar.

"Come to be a thief, but start a fight at the master's house, everyone-you really don't take me seriously!"

Unexpectedly, the voice of this legendary big devil was neither old nor deep, but clear and sonorous, vaguely containing the arrogance and madness of a young man.

But even so, the cold, gloomy, and bloody coercion around him lingered, pressing heavily on his shoulders, as if the breath of death brought directly from under the devil's abyss of hell made everyone They were unable to struggle, and at this moment they truly realized the horror of the Demon Lord.

The real person didn't show his face, yet he was suppressed to such an extent... No, he can't sit still!

Wan Yu said in a low voice: "Why didn't he show up? Is there no entity yet? Let's take this opportunity..."

Gao Xiulin interrupted him abruptly: "Brother Wan, look——"

Wan Yu also heard a rustling sound coming from the surroundings, his face changed, and he looked around, only to see groups of magic soldiers and generals coming out from the surrounding purple mist, surrounding them.

Afterwards, those who were forced into the encirclement, there were also many monks who had been collecting treasures elsewhere, all of them were as pale as paper, obviously also suffered internal injuries from the laughter just now.

I don't know if it was their delusion, although the demon king had already caught them, but he seemed to be waiting for something, and he was not in a hurry to deal with it, just playing tricks in a leisurely manner.

A group of monks were like chickens and ducks waiting to be slaughtered, surrounded by demon soldiers with rigid faces and cold eyes, in a dilemma, with earthy faces.

Someone put their minds to one side, thinking that this is not the solution, so they asked loudly: "Dare to ask the devil, what do you mean?"

Originally, he summoned up all his courage to ask, but after he said a word, the surrounding was dead silent.

Bei Cang Mojun was speechless for a long time, but the man felt as if there were two eyes in the dark looking at him, and he felt his hair stand on end, trembling all over.

After a while, Beicang Mojun said clearly: "Oh, I see, Your Excellency is Guan Saifei, 'Rain and Wind Sorrow. The hairpin flowers are pink, so it may not be able to compete for the first place. I am afraid that I will kill my brother, and my brother, it will be a waste of effort."

The title of "Rain and Wind Sorrow" originally came from a sentence in Xin Qiji's "Liu Shaoqing" that "every year is cut off, rain hates wind and sorrow". One, the east end of the Jade Palace".

Everyone in the world said that this demon king is vicious, a big demon who eats people without spit out bones, but his speech is unexpectedly gentle, with a bit of a scholar's acidity, but his mouth is very cruel.

Although Guan Saifei is a man, he usually likes to paint and paint, and he is the most taboo of others to mention this point.

Rong Wang poked at his sore spot, Guan Saifei should have been furious, but after hearing the last sentence of the other party, his expression suddenly changed.

——This devil actually revealed the fact that he murdered his sworn brother several years ago!

The people around Guan Saifei suddenly turned their heads, pointed at him and asked angrily, "Brother was killed by you?!"

Rong Zhuan said to himself: "Shen Lingji, you are Guan Saifei's sworn brother, from the Shen family in the south of the Yangtze River. Hmph, I am in such a hurry to find treasures, I am afraid that there are hidden treasures hidden under the Shen family's properties. Can't you hold back his life? There is Zhao Dingquan, the head of Zhao Dingquan, who is dripping blood from the sword next to him, with a fake face, he looks like a monk who has no desires, and he secretly commits adultery with his disciples. Why, save him a fortune Woolen cloth?"

Shen Lingji was still awe-inspiring to Guan Saifei a moment ago, but she didn't expect her secrets to be clearly pointed out by Rong Huang in the blink of an eye.

He turned pale with fright, and looked around in a blink of an eye, only to find that the faces of the people around him were all pale, trembling, and full of fear.

This bloody devil has not returned to the world for many years, but he doesn't know how to know their affairs so clearly!

Being in the arena is all about prestige and status, if he is really allowed to expose everyone's scandals one by one in public, it would be better to die immediately.

Zhao Dingquan was furious in his heart, so he simply flipped his wrist when no one was paying attention, and a few cold lights flew out from his sleeve, and flew towards the place where Rong Huan's voice came from at an extremely fast speed.

The tip of the silver needle in the sleeve is highly poisonous and useless to ordinary cultivators. It is specially used to restrain monsters. It is used silently and extremely difficult to detect. It is a life-saving thing specially reserved by Zhao Dingquan.

But at this moment, seeing that if he let this devil continue to speak, he was afraid that all his self-esteem would be lost, and even if he survived, he would have no face to face others, so he became ruthless and planned to beat him up.

Seeing that the hidden weapon had been sent out, but the other party didn't seem to notice it at all, Zhao Dingquan was secretly happy, thinking that he had a plan, but suddenly felt his brow numb.

Immediately afterwards, there was a tingling pain in both eyes and under the throat at the same time.

Zhao Dingquan opened his mouth wide, but because his throat was stabbed, he couldn't make any sound.

Another Changshan sect disciple beside him turned his head inadvertently, feeling that something was wrong, he asked Zhao Dingquan in a low voice: "Master, what's wrong with you?"

Zhao Dingquan just opened his mouth wide and did not answer, two tears of blood slowly flowed from his eyes.

The disciple finally realized that something was wrong, his eyes widened in shock, and he lost his voice: "Master!"

His voice attracted all the eyes around him, and people looked sideways, and suddenly found that Zhao Dingquan had several silver needles pierced in his face, and he fell straight backwards.

After a moment of silence, finally a daring person stepped forward, tried his breath, and found out in horror that the other party was already dead!

No matter how poor his character is, he is the head after all. Once this incident happened, the Changshan School suddenly fell into chaos. A famous disciple recklessly pulled out the silver needle on Zhao Dingquan's face. Seeing this, he couldn't help but blurted out: "This, this is not Is the leader a hidden weapon for self-defense?"

It is naturally impossible for Zhao Dingquan to kill himself. As soon as the disciple said this, some quick-witted people realized that he was probably overthinking himself, and instead of attacking the Demon Lord, he was killed instead.

The frightening thing is that the whole process was so silent that even the people closest to them didn't notice it at all.

Beicang Demon Lord was really so merciless, he raised his hand and killed the head of the faction.If they don't unite and fight together, I'm afraid they will really be wiped out today!