The only way

Above the cliff, the bright moon is just right.

"In your opinion, it's impossible for me to aspire to the top of the road in my life." Xu Quexuan asked, his arms were clean, and there was no soul mark that symbolized talent.

The person in front of Xu Quexuan is the notorious Beining Demon Lord.When it comes to Demon Lord, there is no taboo in the Kyushu of the Upper Realm. He is a casual cultivator, but he has no taboos.

"That's natural." Ning Buyuan revealed the soul seal on his right arm, which looked like a purple-gold symbol.

The soul seal usually grows on the right arm, but there are also people who grow on the left arm. In this case, it is called the soul, and the power represented by the soul is the rule.In this world, there are well-founded soul owners, one is Yanbo City Nan Lingyi, and the other is a ghost cultivator surnamed Zhongli from Rimu Island, whose names are unknown.

"It's a pity that this talent is excellent." Xu Quexuan looked at the lines on Bu Yuan's arm and sighed, this is the soul seal of Tian Rank.

"A prosperous age is coming."

Hearing this, Xu Quexuan took a sip of his wine, stood up and said with emotion: "Glorious age, it's a pity that we are not born at the right time."

Although Ning Buyuan just smiled coldly, Xu Quexuan still saw something else from the disdainful eyes.

Taking out several jars of wine from the interspatial ring, Xu Quexuan opened them up and said, "Forget it, I still have a little friendship with you, this cup is regarded as a breakup wine, after drinking it, we will have nothing to do with it from now on."

Ning Buyuan was puzzled by what he said, and he asked: "Could it be that we had something to do with each other before?"

Xu Quexuan nodded and smiled, and said, "I'm going to do something else. Before that, I'll draw a line with you old friends. I also have many enemies and few friends."

Bu Yuan didn't want to understand what he meant, so he took two altars of wine - Zui Fu Sheng, put down the holy grade Yu Honglian that Xu Quexuan had exchanged with him, and disappeared here.

The waves of the fjord flooded in overwhelmingly, slapping on the dark reefs. Those reefs had already been riddled with holes after years of immersion and erosion.

To the east of the delta swamp, to the west of Zhongzhou, and to the south of Hanmo Prefecture is a desert that is not accessible to ordinary people.In the next battle, the sword of the saint extended from the original bay to the hinterland of the desert, creating such a fjord, and the fringe of the fjord became fertile ground.Mount Moya is convenient for this to appear.The prestige of the sage to establish a sect has been passed down to this day.

"Where did fellow Taoist come from?" After sitting for almost a day, someone finally found Xu Quexuan.The disciple of Mo Yazong discovered that the person standing on the top of Moya Mountain in Central Continent, leaning on a railing to look at the sea, was not wearing the Taoist robe of Mo Yazong.

The sun is sinking and disappearing into the towering mountains to the west.

"Moya Mountain, it's time to come to the end." This sentence is nothing to meet in the streets, teahouses, and restaurants, but it is said in Moya Mountain, the Mo Yazong that dominates the upper realm.

"Looking for death." The man just yelled, but Xu Quexuan chopped off his head, and his body was burned instantly.

Xu Quexuan jumped off the cliff and entered the sect.

The sword light fell three thousand times in an instant, until it reached the guardian array.The sect-protecting array that had not yet been fully activated groaned, and then shattered in an instant, and the rapid and noisy bells sounded from the eight corners.

"I" Xu Quexuan said to himself. "Born in the house of chickens and dogs in Yanbo City."

The disciples in the sect are probably used to being the only one who respects themselves, and for a moment they only thought that this was some Supreme Elder who was crossing the catastrophe.None of the three half-step saints in the sect dared to act presumptuously here.

"I stepped into Yanbo City at the age of 12 and worked as a handyman disciple in a small family."

"At the age of 16, by chance, I got a penny and a long beard. Since then, I have a very long life. However, I am stupid. Ordinary people are three years old, and I need five years. Ordinary people are thirty, I need fifty, and even a hundred years. Not yet a great spiritual master."

Xu Quexuan read silently.

The Moya sect's people were finally wrong, the suzerain was a half-step saint, and when he sensed the aura of the coming person, he immediately presided over the disciples to open the most powerful defensive array.

The large array of guardians can block the full blow of the saint.

"Who came here, dare to act wild here!"

Xu Quexuan was still talking to himself. "Those who have not joined the Spiritual Sect for a thousand years will not be destined for the Sect in this life. I just joined the Sect in 2000. I became a Venerable in 3000, and a half-step saint in 5000."

"In the final analysis, it is thanks to the longevity given by Changxin."

Suddenly someone recognized who it was in the sky. "It's Xu Quexuan!"

"Why did he come here?" Some disciples were puzzled.

Xu Quexuan's voice amplified, and he shouted: "Of course, settle the old score!"

Ten Spiritual Venerables came out in full force, and Xu Quexuan crushed his body and soul with a single sword like he was slaughtering chickens and dogs.The three half-step saints couldn't hold on for a few breaths, so they couldn't hold on.

Finally, a half-step sage saw that something was wrong, and his voice was agitated: "He used the holy-grade lust red lotus."

Desire for the red lotus, burn your heart to death, and rest until death.Users can break through bottlenecks in a short period of time and gain higher levels of power, usually at the cost of a great loss of cultivation.Of course, the higher the grade, the greater the effects and side effects.The sage desire red lotus is indeed to die.

The long sword in Xu Quexuan's hand, named Zui Fusheng, slashed at the monks of the Moya Sect.

The so-called saint, with the power of a sword, cut off half of the continent, and created the sect of eternal prosperity.

The so-called saint, with the power of a single sword, destroys countless living beings and erases the eternal inheritance.

Since then, Zhongzhou has no end.

The blood was covered by fire, thousands of sects and everyone in Kyushu knew what happened here, no one dared to stand up to ask for justice, it was obvious that the hearts of the people were against each other.

Ming Quexuan faintly touched the threshold of a saint—a bit late.

Lying on the soft lawn, Xu Quexuan held a blackened flower stalk in his left hand. "In the past, you slaughtered Yanbo City, but today I destroy Moya Mountain—it's even."

There is no need to bury the bones in the homeland, and the old man sighs if he does not recall the soul.

Flash forward ten years.

Qingtian Prefecture, Huangluan City, the Bai family of the demon cultivator family.

"Since the end of the Moya Sect, the one in Beining has become more and more unscrupulous." It was the elder of the Bai family who spoke.

"The Mozun is already a half-saint, yet he wants to become a saint when the prosperous age is approaching." The elder of the Bai family looked up at the sky, gloomy and oppressive, "I am afraid that the geniuses of the Nine Provinces will be strangled in the bud by him."

"There's nothing he can't do."

As soon as the prosperous age arrives, the aura of heaven and earth is strong, and there are nine states and eighteen hells in the upper world, where talents emerge in large numbers, and lords compete for the throne, but Venerable Buyuan of Beining Prefecture will not give people the opportunity to grow up.

"Report, Great Elder, Sanqingniao Secret Letter." A family member stepped forward quickly, and the Great Elder quickly took it. When he saw it, his face changed.

The third elder asked, "What happened?"

"The news from Beining Prefecture that Demon Lord Ning Buyuan has been sanctified."

Beining Prefecture is in the east of the mainland, and Qingtian Prefecture is in the southwest. Even if it is a space communication circle, it will take a few days for the news to spread.The devil's sanctification, I'm afraid the whole continent knows about it.

"What about the Cang family and the Mo family?"

"Your Majesty, please head to the palace as soon as possible." When the people in the demon palace heard about their return, the Great Elder hurried to find the Patriarch who was retreating.

Donglanzhou, Yanbo City, Nan's, a Taoist family.

"At this time, even the most remote Qingtian Yaoxiu and Zhongli's family should know the news." The head of the Nan family rubbed his brows, "Avoid the eyes and ears of the three families in Beining and the other fourteen families, five sects, and one alliance. Secret meeting, is it possible?"

"It's almost impossible, Patriarch, the Loose Cultivator Alliance is not reliable in the first place. It seems that the half-sage of the Loose Cultivator Alliance who destroyed Mo Yazong ten years ago." Quite a few."

Speaking of the Moya Sect, the Nan family felt like they were gnashing their teeth. The massacre in Yanbo City a thousand years ago, except for ordinary mortal cultivators, the Nan family's vitality was seriously injured. If it wasn't for the massacre, the Nan family would very likely produce a saint.But Moya Sect no longer exists, and the one from Beining Prefecture is also unchecked.

"The closest to Moxiu is the Su family." The Patriarch of the Nan family got up and said, "Someone from the Su family should rush over in the past few days, so go contact the Qian family and the Jiang family."

Wanshang Prefecture, Sunset City, the Zhongli family of ghost cultivators

Sunset City is on the westernmost side of Sunset Island. Every Patriarch likes to gaze at the sunset from the high tower.The distance between Sunset Island and the west coast of the mainland is very far, and the news is five days later.

"Patriarch?" After getting the news, Zhongli's hidden guard hurried to find the patriarch.

"At the end of the year when the Ya sect was destroyed, we should have known this result. Don't worry, if you don't want to send the family's children to the Eighteen Hells, there is nothing you can do about the demon's great ability."

"What did that person say?"

"You also know that his surname just happens to be Zhongli, and he is not even a ghost cultivator." The patriarch of the Zhongli clan looked at the turbulent clouds in the sky, and the Nuoda family actually needed to rely on a lie to protect their face.

Zhongzhou, Shangqing sect, Daoxiu sect

"If the one from Zhongli's family or Nan's family could become a saint, the problem would not be so serious." The head of the sect sighed,

"Could it be that only Nan's family and Zhongli's family can become saints?"

"If they can't be sanctified, we can only look at your generation."

Ning Buyuan, who caused turmoil in all directions, set foot on the ruins of Mo Yazong.On the day when the sect was exterminated, those sect inheritances were divided up by the various sect families.Just above the ruins, he saw a teenager in his teens, as if he was looking for something.

"Boy, who are you?"

As soon as Xu Quexuan heard this voice, he felt that something bad was going to happen, so he quickly pretended not to know anything, looked at Bu Yuan, lowered his eyebrows and said pleasantly: "I'm passing by, by the way, check what's here." He He followed Nanling Yilai, the patriarch of the Nan family, and left a group of foreign children behind the Mo Ya sect just to deceive others.

"The Nan family, what's your name?" Ning Buyuan looked Xu Quexuan up and down, noticed the Nan family's saber, and showed a rather serious smile, "The Nan family still value these things?"

It was rumored that you, Ning Buyuan, were cruel and cruel, and Xu Quexuan didn't know what kind of medicine he was selling in this gourd, so he said, "In Xiananyu, where is your Excellency?"But the cultivation base also has the acquired fifth level, which shows that the talent is still good.

Ning Buyuan said lightly: "You have no right to know about me."

Xu Quexuan rolled his eyes silently in his heart, he came here for the interspatial ring that he kept here ten years ago, and it is not easy for him to do anything here with Bu Yuan, so he will return to the surrounding small towns for the time being. "Excuse me, sir."

"Wait a minute, Nan Lingyi personally went out to get so many children to Wanshang Prefecture, why?" Ning Buyuan asked.Obviously, the cover-up of the Patriarch of the Nan family was seen through at a glance.

The fact that saints do not have surnames means that saints should no longer intervene in the struggle of families in the upper realm, and Ning Buyuan obviously did not have this consciousness. "Sorry Your Excellency, I'm just a disciple of a foreign race, driving a carriage, how dare I speculate on the intention of the Patriarch?"

"You really don't know?" Ning Buyuan sat down, took out a jar of wine, and drank it happily.Xu Quexuan was furious, this wine was called Zui Fu Sheng, it was brewed in his previous life, it was very useful, but it was definitely not for entertainment.

Xu Quexuan lowered his voice, and made up nonsense: "Everyone is spreading rumors that the Patriarch is having an affair with someone from Zhongli's family, so he found an excuse to meet his lover."

After hearing this, Ning Buyuan smiled, and said, "What a boy!"

"Don't believe me."

"Believe it, why don't you believe it, otherwise, why do you think that people from Zhongli's family gave Nan Lingyi the opportunity to enter the Eighteen Hells?"

"Your Excellency, do you know who it is?" There were not many women in the Zhongli family row, and Xu Quexuan thought that the one with status was Zhonglirou, but Bu Yuan laughed again and said:

"Nan Ling Yi Neng has an old relationship with Zhong Li, then I can be a husband and wife with you."

"..." Xu Quexuan never imagined that he was deceived.

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