Plague Youxuan's family is all in this mountain, and there are many factions in the Great Demon Gate, just like the master of the five bones, Xin Basi, is a family. And there are seven people of the same generation as Plague Youxuan, plus her, all of whom are opening mountains to collect apprentices, and there is a large group of disciples and grandchildren, and there are a lot of battles between these apprentices and grandchildren alone, not to mention that there are also open and secret battles among the masters.

This is the consistent style of the side sect, and even the people in their own sect can't believe it. There will also be disputes and filths in the thirteen veins, but it is impossible to separate themselves like this, and even the big array is used to defend against their own people.

For no other reason, if these Dao veins that survived from the mutual battle between heaven and man, if they didn't understand that their strength was all condensed together, they would have perished in the cruel war and died under the thunder punishment of the gods of the heavenly court.

It's just that at this moment, Yan Pengcheng can't see what kind of fame there is, this mountain is full of strange flowers, competing for strange and beautiful, and there are even more flowers that seem to be illusory and real, and the dreamy and intoxicated smallpox have fallen from the sky, accompanied by all kinds of jade sounds, it can be described as a fairyland-like place in the world, and it is completely impossible to see that there is a large array of guarding the mountain that is enough to kill people under a beautiful scenery.

Yan Pengcheng was so bitter that he was silenced, and he couldn't ask Plague Youxuan directly, what this Dharma Protector Array looked like, and he wanted to wait for Plague Youxuan to tell it herself, but as soon as Plague Youxuan said a little way, her face suddenly changed greatly, her face turned gloomy, and she hurriedly took the two of them straight to the top of the mountain, and it was a new atmosphere.

If it was said that it was a fairyland on earth before, then this moment is the Shura Blood Field.

On the top of the mountain, the green glazed tiles of the palace and the white marble were stained with red and dazzling blood, and a group of monks in strange costumes and different appearances were using magic weapons to kill the slaves and maids in this hall and the disciples who guarded the temple.

Among them, the leader was a man with long red hair and a golden hammer at his waist, who laughed wildly at the moment, "Senior sister, still refusing to descend?" ”

"Tu Jingwu!"

The woman who was called the senior sister, with her skirt curled and barefoot under the skirt, showed her feminine and graceful posture, but at this moment, she had a scorn in her eyes, and she danced with soap on her arm to block the magic weapons of these monks, and said angrily: "You dare to bring this group of monks of other sects to this place to make trouble, if you wait for the master to come back, you will definitely be crushed under the sea of fire." ”

She was in a hurry, she was meditating in the cave, and suddenly the mountains shook, and she saw that her junior brother had brought these monks of other sects to make trouble, if she hadn't been vigilant and careful on weekdays, I was afraid that she would be killed in front of her.

How can this not make her angry, although she is not right with this junior brother, but there is a master, she can only fight secretly, how can she fight like this in the past, if the master sees it, he will be severely punished.

Is he crazy?

Seeing that his senior sister still refused to surrender, but became more and more courageous, he knew that her cultivation should not be underestimated, and she was not under herself, if it weren't for the helpers she brought, there were monks from the Flower Sect who were good at hiding in the shadows of the sun and the moon, secretly sneaking attack, and hit her hard first, otherwise it would not be so easy to act this time, and she had to be solved quickly, so as not to have any more accidents.

Seeing that some of the powerful disciples of the temple protection even killed several monks, the man called Tu Jingwu picked up the golden hammer on his waist and hit it, and the ghost cried wolf, as if the desolate voice from the deepest part of the underworld and hell came out, and the various unwillingness and despair contained in this voice, the pain and resentment of being tortured by the underworld and hell, the waist beheading, tongue pulling, and fried torture were transmitted to the ears of these temple protectors.

The first person suddenly felt as if he had been cut in the waist and had his tongue pulled out, and he was deeply affected by the same situation, and the severe pain instantly broke his heart, and then he bled to death with five orifices, and even the true spirit was forcibly dragged into his magic weapon.

Seeing that the rebels below looked frightened, knowing that he was going to attack his heart, Tu Jingwu shouted: "The master can't come back." Hearing that the Yin soil had changed greatly, the Shenxiao Sword Sect intercepted the half-step Yuan Shen of the Heavenly Dao people, and the monks who besieged him were killed one after another. The master was also invited by Zhang Yuanbo to help this trip, and at this moment, I am afraid that he will die early. ”

Suddenly hearing this news, Tu Jingwu could obviously see that his senior sister frowned, but he still said strongly: "Whether this news is true or not, Senior Brother will definitely not spare you when he returns." ”

Tu Jingwu didn't care: "Senior brother went out to practice, it will take a few months to come back, originally according to the rules of the Great Demon Gate, the master went, and our faction was inherited by the senior brother, but now I don't take advantage of this rare opportunity to occupy this mountain, do you have to wait for the senior brother to come back to the throne." ”

His eyes were full of fanaticism, "Heaven does not take it, but suffers from it, wait for me to take the book of heaven left by the master, and then swallow the dragon vein in this mountain, and then see who bypasses whom, senior sister, it is not easy to read your cultivation, if you are willing to descend at this moment, I will leave a place for you in the big demon gate." ”

He said this deliberately, but the cold mana in his body was filled with the golden hammer, and when his senior sister was slightly shaken, he cholerized her mind and cursed her to death.

She was not bewitched by Tu Jingwu, and sneered: "You will believe you when I do." But looking at the surrounding situation, knowing that it would be useless for him to continue to stalemate like this, he gritted his teeth, covered himself with soap in his hand, and turned into colorful light to escape.

The monk next to Tu Jingwu had the intention to stop him, so he immediately stopped her, "Let her leave." "Anyway, when you occupy this mountain and swallow the dragon vein to cultivate into the Book of Heaven, it will not be too late to deal with these people.

Looking at the mountains behind this, the beauties dressed in the palace were hot, and they remembered that these people were all high-grade Ding furnaces that the master had snare all over the world, and seeing that the situation would calm down, there would be no changes, and he couldn't help but be greedy, and said: "She took care of these Ding furnaces, and she took pity on the unused method of replenishment, and it happened to be all cheap for me, and took their virgins to help me break through the mana." ”

walked over, wanted to enter inside, but found that there was a layer of legal prohibition in the Zhu Gate, knowing that it was planted by his master before leaving, he was so angry that he was about to pick up the golden hammer and smash it open, but suddenly heard a sound, which made Tu Jingwu completely froze.

"Master!" This was the surprise of the senior sister.

He turned around slowly, and saw that on the top of this hall, the maids, servants, and disciples who had just fought desperately put down their weapons, leaned down and knelt on the ground, not caring about the magic weapons that were close at hand, and said in unison: "Welcome to the Demon Lord!" ”

And Yan Pengcheng saw that not only these disciples, but even those monks who couldn't laugh wildly were resigned, and his expression became panicked, he didn't expect such a change at all, and Yan Pengcheng He thought there would be a fierce battle, but he didn't expect it.

Plague Youxuan climbed the stairs.

Watching his master come slowly, Tu Jingwu's ambition disappeared in an instant, his fiery heart was like falling into ice water, it was so cold that it was so cold that it made him feel cold, and the mana that penetrated the sky and the earth seemed to have left him, and the magic weapon that was united with his mind did not listen to any command, he could only stand up and not fall to the ground.

Plague Youxuan's eyes glanced slightly, and said indifferently: "This seat doesn't care about your misdeeds, but in the Great Demon Gate, failure is death." ”

A finger pointed at the center of his eyebrows, and his soul flew away.