The Demon Elimination Rift moved, the East Court did not send anyone down, even the ancestors of the Sword Immortal Pavilion, none of them came down, the collapse of the Demon Elimination Crack is the general trend, but behind this collapse, there is a clash of rights and the expansion of ambitions.

A thousand years ago, the Three Realms were in turmoil, the demons were destroyed, and the Eastern Court took advantage of the situation to rise.

In that battle for power, the demons became victims, and now, a thousand years later, Dongting wants to repeat the old tricks.

From Penglai Island, he began to doubt Dongting, but he never thought that Dongting would have such great ambitions.

The snow falling in the middle of the night is getting heavier and heavier, the temperature in Tianlun Mountain dropped to the extreme overnight, and the ground was soon covered with snow, and the disciples who watched the excitement quickly hid in the room, Su Dandan sat on the mulberry tree, looking at the white snow in the sky, thinking of the scorched earth field in the Bagua Dragon Descending Array, and remembering the night of Penglai Island.

These snows, as if to welcome the celebration of the demons, fell overnight and washed away the darkness of the world.

But in this world, the most intolerable darkness is the demons.

In the hall of enlightenment, there is no need to have a black and white robe, sitting in the middle, the figure in the white light is like a jade carving immovable, suddenly, the gossip stone seat he sat on slowly cracked, cracking a gap, the crisp sound of "click" in the silent hall is particularly clear.

Master Bo suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the cracked stone seat.

On the pure white Bagua stone seat, the cracks paused, and suddenly, with the "click" of the cracks, the cracks split into tiny cracks, and the tiny cracks split into cracks again, and countless cracks were instantly dense like spider webs.

Everyone's eyes converged in horror on the stone seat until a drop of blood "ticked" down.

Crimson blood dripped on the white jade-like ground, rendering a cloud of blazing red.

Everyone looked up suddenly, and saw Mo Xu sitting there, his eyes closed, and a line of blood slowly flowing from his nose, and then from his ears.

"Master Mo" The five masters exclaimed, their faces changed suddenly, and they boosted their luck and injected the true qi of their whole body into Mo Xuyou's body.

However, those infused true qi were rapidly collapsing, and his life was slowly disappearing and collapsing.

The door of the Enlightenment Hall was suddenly knocked open, the old Taoist priest walked in quickly, the wind swept the snowflakes in, the candlelight in the house was extinguished and swaying, the old Taoist priest's cold face strode in front of Mo You, and instantly broke the formation, and the five Dharma protectors were instantly bounced open and fell to the ground.

There is no need for a physical body to sit upright in the Bagua Stone, motionless. The old Taoist priest stretched out his hand, his fingers fell under his nose, his nose was cold, his fingers suddenly stiffened, and said, "It's dead." ”

"How is it possible, how can he die, the time has not yet come, how can he die" The third master uncle didn't believe it, and looked at it helplessly, his eyes widened in pain.

The wind swept in the snow, and a whimpering cry echoed through the room like a ghost from hell.

The old Taoist priest squatted in front of him, facing his corpse, and said: "From childhood to adulthood, you and I are evenly matched, but whether you are a person or act, you are higher than me, but do you know why the master passed the position of head to me back then, instead of giving it to you?"

In the frantically flickering candlelight, the old Taoist priest stared at him, suddenly laughed, and said: "Because he knows that the Sword Immortal Pavilion will be destroyed sooner or later, he has been partial to you since he was a child, until the last moment, he is still planning for you, he doesn't want the Sword Immortal Pavilion to be destroyed in your hands, just like what he is afraid of, you will fight with your life for the sake of your so-called common people in the world." ”

(Markor Literature-)