The other end of the dead ze.

Yu Yangzi, the master of the Demon Sect's Immortal Hall, was dressed in white, standing with his hands in his hands, looking at the sky with his head held high. The night breeze in the swamp blew, blowing up his clothes and fluttering slightly, looking extraordinary, like an immortal.

Except for his left hand, the sleeves of his shirt are empty, which adds a bit of inexplicable funny.

That was the sign that in the battle of Qingyun Mountain that year, he was unfortunately injured under the world's first strange sword, Zhu Xian.

The night breeze was slightly cool, and the air seemed to be moist with the heavy rain just now, and the darkness filled the surroundings, but only his figure was still standing there, unruly and conspicuous.

In the darkness behind him, there was a faint sound of breathing, it was his doorman hidden in the darkness, patiently waiting for his orders in the darkness.

The Demon Sect Immortal Hall rose eight hundred years ago, and it was passed on to Yuyangzi's generation, which is already the seventh generation, and has a long history, but no one knows better than Yuyangzi himself that behind this infinite scenery, the crisis faced by the Immortal Hall.

There is no successor!

Ten years ago, in the Qingyun War, Yuyangzi was jointly promoted by the other three major factions of the Demon Sect as the presiding person, which was the most prosperous and peak moment of the Immortal Hall's reputation among the Demon Sect in the past hundreds of years.

At that time, Yuyangzi was full of pride, and there were more than a dozen proud masters in his hands, all of which he had painstakingly cultivated in the past hundred years.

At that time, Yu Yangzi really thought that there was nothing in this world that would stop him, as long as he defeated the decrepit Qingyun Gate in one fell swoop, the reputation of the Immortal Hall would naturally deter the Demon Sect, and with his own strength supplemented by the help of his masters, the Immortal Hall would be the second Blood Refining Hall in eight hundred years; And he will also become the second black-hearted old man!

It's just that this kind of beautiful dream has come to naught on Qingyun Mountain, under the sword of Zhu Xian!

He himself lost a left hand in the Zhuxian Sword Formation, not to mention the great loss of Dao Xing, because the Immortal Hall was the presiding faction, and the masters under the seat were naturally ranked in the first line of the decisive battle, and the first hard consumption of the elders of Tongtian Peak and Qingyunmen went to half of it.

Later, the Zhuxian Sword Array was launched, and the remaining masters of the Immortal Hall were killed and wounded, and there were only one or two people who escaped, and it could almost be said that the entire army was wiped out.

In this world, everything is easy to get, but the most difficult thing to get is talents, especially talents who can be completely trusted by themselves!

In the past ten years, Yuyangzi has worked hard, and Changshengtang has slowly improved again, but in Yuyangzi's heart, the shadow is getting bigger and bigger.

Qingyun's first battle almost completely destroyed the main combat power of the Immortal Hall, over the years, if it weren't for Yuyangzi's own cultivation being too high, shocking the surrounding enemies, especially seven years ago, he took the opportunity to make a decision, regardless of the opposition of his subordinates, and forcibly moved the main hall to a remote place called the Death Swamp, away from the sphere of influence of the other three major factions, otherwise the consequences would be, I am afraid that it is not yet known.

However, just a month ago, the increasingly fierce infighting in the Demon Sect came to an abrupt end, and the last powerful small and medium-sized sect Blood Refining Hall was finally subdued by the Ghost King Sect.

All the people stood in line, and after a short and suffocating calm, Yu Yangzi intuitively expected that what would follow would soon be a fierce infighting that would break out directly among the four major factions of the Demon Sect.

After all, in the hearts of countless Demon Sect disciples, the figure of the black-hearted old man who dominated the Demon Sect and dominated the world eight hundred years ago is already an eternal legend!

But legends are legends, at this moment, it is extremely unfavorable to the Immortal Hall and even Yuyangzi. Limited by strength, Changshengtang was powerless in the internal struggle for the small and medium-sized faction valves, so the strength of the other side opened up a gap with the other three major factions, Yuyangzi was so worried about this that he could hardly sleep at night.

At this time, as if God had opened his eyes, by the side of the Immortal Hall, a strange sign of the birth of a strange treasure suddenly appeared in the swamp of death.

Yuyangzi was pleasantly surprised, if he could really get a strange treasure like Qingyunmen's "Zhuxian Ancient Sword", first of all, there would be no problem with Changshengtang's self-protection, and then Xu Tu would develop, and he might not be able to turn over in the future.

Under such circumstances, the Immortal Hall regarded the strange treasures in the dead as a thing in its pocket, and would never allow others to touch them. But I don't know who leaked the news, this news has been spread all over the world in just a few days, and suddenly the world is looking sideways, and the masters of good and evil have gathered to die.

Yuyangzi was shocked and angry, but at this moment, he was no longer allowed to retreat, so he used all the strength of the Changshengtang and arranged it in the Death Ze, while trying his best to find the whereabouts of the strange treasure, and on the other hand, he was responsible for sniping and killing foreign enemies. In the past dozens of days, there have been no less than dozens of people who have been secretly killed by the Immortal Hall in the Dead Ze, including both righteous path scattered immortals and masters of other sects of the Demon Sect.

For the sake of the life and death of this sect, Yuyangzi has already disregarded a qiē!

This night, Yuyangzi received a secret report from his subordinates that near the "bottomless pit" on the periphery of Death Ze in front of him, a group of righteous people were stationed there, preparing to spend the night there. And in the next wave of spy reports, Yu Yangzi's face became colder, and he already understood in his heart who it was.

It was the most elite group of young disciples under the Qingyun Sect, there should have been only a dozen people, but when he heard the spies' report, the number of people in that group at this time had actually reached dozens of people, and among them were monks and people in the clothes of the Incense Valley, Yuyangzi frowned, took a deep breath, and stared into the distance, as if waiting for something.

In the middle of the night, a slight footstep suddenly sounded in the darkness behind him, and a middle-aged man who looked shrewd and thin walked out and came to Yu Yangzi's side, Yu Yangzi immediately turned to face him, obviously this person is not ordinary.

This middle-aged man's name is Meng Ji, and he is one of the best masters under the Yuyangzi of the Immortal Hall, and he is also one of the few remaining masters of the Immortal Hall after the first battle of Qingyun Mountain, so he is even more respected by the Yuyangzi. At this moment, Yu Yangzi couldn't make up his mind, and he also wanted to wait for this person to come back.

Meng Ji saluted Yuyangzi, Yuyangzi shook his head slightly, and said, "Forget it, don't be polite, what's the matter?" ”

This sentence was a question without a beginning or an end, but Meng Ji obviously knew the meaning of Yuyangzi's question, and said in a low voice: "The subordinates have already taken people to search the area of Heishuigou and Baima River on the other side of Death Ze, and they have not found that the people of the Ghost King Sect, the Ten Thousand Poison Sect and the Hehuan Sect have entered in a big way, and there are only a few small faction characters who are lonely, and the subordinates have directly solved it." ”

Yu Yangzi perked up, smiled for the first time on his face, and nodded: "Okay!" In this way, we have no worries about the future, and tonight we will go all out to raid those young people who don't know the height of the sky and the height of the Incense Valley, and get rid of these people first, and the righteous path will no longer be able to compete with us! ”

Meng Ji didn't seem to have any joy on his face, but was a little worried, hesitated for a moment, and finally said: "Door master, but three days ago, the secret whistle near Dawang Village sent back news, it seems that Ghost Li and Qin Wuyan have arrived near Death Ze, and the Golden Bottle of the Hehuan Sect has always been fluctuating, we must be on guard!" ”

The muscles on Yu Yangzi's face trembled, revealing a look of resentment, and said hatefully: "How I don't know this!" Those people in the righteous path just want that treasure, but the Ten Thousand Poison Sect and the Ghost King Sect want my life! ”

Meng Ji's body was shocked, and he didn't know what he was thinking, his face was uncertain, and he said in a low voice: "Door master, then what should we do?" ”

Yu Yangzi snorted, took a deep breath, slowed down, and said, "Now, we have no way back. Taking advantage of the fact that the Ten Thousand Poison Sect, the Ghost King Sect and the Hehuan Sect have not yet arrived, we will first solve these little cubs of the righteous path, and then go all out to search for the strange treasure, once we get it, the omen of the previous days seems that this must be an unborn treasure, and we are not afraid of the other three factions! ”

Meng Ji bowed his head and said, "The master of the door is high. ”

Yu Yangzi nodded slightly, then turned around, calmed down, stretched out his only right hand now, and waved forward heavily in the night, suddenly the figures in the darkness were crowded, and a large number of Immortal Hall disciples appeared after a while, and rushed towards the direction of Yu Yangzi's finger with ease.

The night is vast, bleak and murderous!