The divine light of sainthood instantly enveloped the gray primordial infant, and the face of the Immortal True Monarch was shocked, and when his heart shook violently, it seemed to fall on the top of his head. But he had no way to escape, the moment the divine light touched his infant body, countless ethereal and stern voices exploded in his mind, as if the sky was thundering!

"There is no way out, you are ashamed!"

"There is no way to go, you are guilty!"

"There is no way to ......"

The world is crooked, no, it's your own body that is crooked. He felt as if everything in front of him was immersed in a hazy mist, countless bubbles dancing and rising in the blue ocean, and his consciousness continued to sink, unable to stop, only to sink to the bottom of the sea.

The memories that had passed for 800 years became a wave of screens, appearing around him one after another, like a marquee, and his mind was completely attracted by the memories. The gray baby in Su Hao's eyes on the outside also became godless under the shroud of the divine light of sainthood.

......

The mountain gate is magnificent, and the spiritual grass is verdant. Their sect is the Shanghe Sect - a sword peak that goes straight into the clouds, and there is a cloud and mist formation on weekdays, so if a non-sect disciple is close, he can't see his true body.

The Shanghe Sect has a very good background, and it is the only orthodox immortal vein left over from the ancient cultivation realm except for the Shangguan of the Xiuzhen family. Cultivating immortal methods, drawing talismans, alchemy, refining magic weapons, the disciples in the sect have learned a wide range, except for the evil way, they can't help but take advantage of the left way. There are the outer gate of the acquired realm miscellaneous servants in the sect, the inner gate of the elite of the innate realm, the elder Jindan, the ancestor of the Yuanying, and even the ancient treasure of the Taishang Ancestor Zhenzong. Their Shanghe Sect was the top force in the Demon Sect of that era, if it weren't for the fact that the Shangguan family had an absolute human immortal, the position of the chief of the Demon League would definitely be in the bag of their Shanghe Sect.

He was fortunate to have no way, he was born in a small mountain village not far from the peak of the Shanghe Sect, and occasionally got an immortal long immortal fate and worshiped under the Shanghe Sect. Day and night penance, five years of inner door, ten years of elite, finally a small success, half a year before the opening of the Xianlong Secret Realm, participated in the selection and became a member of the monk team of the Xianlong Secret Realm.

There are 100 people in the team, and Lu Wudao is just one of them. There must be a captain, and that captain is a rare Tianjiao of Shanghe Sect for a thousand years, and he has a nameless name: Holy Son Hui. He is extremely talented, and he stepped into the congenital great perfection in five years after entering the school, and he has obtained the hidden inheritance beyond the ninety-nine inheritances in the ancestral land of inheritance - the holy virtue seal, cultivating the heavenly skills of the holy son, and having no distracting thoughts in his heart, and inheriting the great road.

A generation of Tianjiao will overshadow the monks of the same generation, and at the same time, it will also arouse their envy and even jealousy, and Lu Wudao is also one of the people who envy the Holy Son. Since the moment the Xianlong Secret Realm opened, he planned to show his skills in the secret realm, and if he could, he hoped to get the attention of the Holy Son.

......

"This is a hundred-year-old pecan, this is a three-hundred-year-old corrying grass, and this is a four-hundred-hundred-year-old green leaf vine ......"

"There is a group of fast-approaching monsters five hundred meters to the southwest, this voice, flying quickly on the branches, is a monkey demon!"

"Senior brother, be careful, this dark forest is very weird, in about a minute, there will be a yin wind coming, be sure to hide. ”

"Senior brother, damn black tiger beast, actually attacked us, if we hadn't suppressed the cultivation in order to enter the secret realm, I would have torn you alive within ten breaths of the road!"

"Senior brother, you have been engraved, great! It is indeed a wise move to follow you, in the next ten days, we can go sideways!"

"Big brother...... Big Brother ......"

......

Lu Wudao's consciousness sank into the memory of 800 years ago, recalling everything he had experienced with Senior Brother in just over 20 days, looking at his approving eyes, and listening to him affectionately call himself Senior Brother Lu, his heart was very happy and satisfied. A smile tugged at the corner of his mouth, and it was from the heart - joy.

Until that day.

Boom! The dark clouds on the sky converged, the blood and electricity distorted, the air was full of dampness, and the clouds were gloomy as if they were about to drip ink. The solemn voice of heaven spread throughout the entire Xianlong Secret Realm, and all the monks were dumbfounded after hearing what he said.

"What...... Adventurers without an inscription...... I can't leave at all!?" Lu Wudao stumbled and almost fell to his knees, and the Holy Son beside him had a solemn face and a complicated expression.

The Holy Son turned his head and handed Lu Wudao a complicated look, Lu Wudao seemed to grasp the life-saving straw and grabbed the Holy Son's wrist.

"Senior brother, you must save me! I have not been recognized by the Voice of Heaven, I have not been engraved, and I will be eliminated if I continue like this. The Xianlong Secret Realm is opened once in two hundred years, and the secret realm is eight hundred years later, and I will be gray at that time. Senior brother, save me, there are eleven engraved seals born now, and the weakest owner is the general and young son of Hongcheng, please, with your cultivation, you will definitely be able to help me kill him!"

The muscles on the face of the holy word twitched, and the gaze that looked at Lu Wudao was faintly unbearable.

"Sorry...... Senior Brother Lu, I can't do it. No matter who has the seal, they are the five seats of the Demon Alliance, we can't kill each other, that's a treacherous act. ”

The tears in Lu Wudao's eyes seemed to freeze, and he grabbed his hair, and tears rolled down from his eyes in anger.

"Don't...... Senior brother, don't, I'll be by your side, use all the knowledge I learned in the sect to help you collect spirit grass, avoid fierce beasts, and design other forces to get the approval of the Voice of Heaven, you can't leave me!"

Hearing Lu Wudao's roar, the Holy Son's face was even more unbearable, he half-knelt down to support Lu Wudao's shoulder, and said with a sour nose, "I'm sorry, Senior Brother Lu, I'm sorry...... I really can't do it, I can't kill my fellow disciples...... There are three days left, don't give up, I will definitely help you find a chance to get the inscription. ”

Lu Wudao's face was pale, and he held back his tears and nodded in agreement, but he laughed miserably in his heart, and the desolation was infinite.

Senior brother, he is all the same family, but what about me? I help you so much, I respect you so much, in your eyes, my life is not worthy of the pride of another competing force? Have you forgotten the time when he did not hesitate to harm us in the dark forest for the safety of himself and his subordinates?

The same are all monastic, why...... He can do it, but you can't do it...... Senior Brother, Senior Brother, isn't it because you have cultivated the Heavenly Skill of the Holy Son...... Isn't it because you are the descendant of the holy seal......

He was supported by the Holy Son on his shoulders, which should have been the manifestation of a dream scene that made him infinitely excited, but now his heart was cold, and an unknown feeling was quietly born in his heart at this moment, and after planting a seed, it disappeared like smoke around the beam.

"Let's go, Senior Brother Lu, the sect has an order, we have to join up with other disciples now to fight for ...... Jin Dan said!" The Holy Son's expression flickered several times, looking at the golden light rising to the sky in the east, it was difficult to suppress the throbbing in his heart.

Lu Wudao was speechless and slowly stood up.

......

Three days later, looking down from the sky, countless trees fell crookedly, everywhere there were traces of destruction left by the fighting method, and a large area was razed to the ground. In the place of these trees are mountains of corpses and a sea of blood. An astonishing number of corpses were piled up all over the forest, some with severed hands, some with broken feet, some with different heads, and some in pieces. The heavy smell of bone and blood wafted through all corners of the Xianlong Secret Realm, and countless eyes looking up at the sky had not closed after losing their lustre, and their faces were all desperate and crazy.

The rotting corpse emitted an incomparably foul smell, like a corrupted poison, spreading a poison comparable to the plague at the moment when the Xianlong Secret Realm was about to end. At this moment, the dark sky with thunder rolling in the sky seemed to be brewing torrential rain. Next to the corpse mountain in the central area, there are two people, the Holy Son Hui and Lu Wudao.

"Why...... Why do you want to kill each other, obviously you are all colleagues of the Demon Alliance, obviously you are all colleagues of the same sect, why, you are so cruel to your fellow sect, even if you don't hesitate to break your hands and feet and use your teeth, you also want to kill...... Is it so important to engrave it?!" The Holy Son covered his face with his hands, and the man's tears dripped down from the edge of his palm, and he fell to the ground with a clatter, splashing a sad splash.

Then there was a succession of snapping sounds, and the rain of heaven pressed the stench of corpses that lingered in the air back to the ground, diluting and spreading the endless pool of blood.

Lu Wudao's eyes were hidden in the shadow of the rain-soaked forehead, at this moment he clenched his hands into fists, the upper and lower rows of teeth clicked and rubbed, he suddenly spoke, the cold meaning even he didn't expect.

"Big brother...... Why do you dare to kneel before your dead fellow doorman, and weep like the Virgin? ”

The Holy Son sobbed back, and he said in disbelief: "Senior Brother Lu, what do you mean by this?"

"What do you mean?" Lu Wudao seemed to erupt a volcano that had been suppressed for many days, he shook off his hair, and laughed with red eyes, laughing like a mad ghost.

"I mean, Holy Son Hui, you are a hypocrite! Xianlong Secret Realm, survival of the fittest, only eleven engravings were born, and in the last time, who would be willing to be sealed in the secret realm. The only way to kill is to kill, even if you commit the following crimes, even if you apostasy! Why do you stop the disciples of our sect, why do you give an order, so that your fellow disciples lose hope, and in desperation they want to get the mark but are ruthlessly killed by the enemy. Now that they're all dead, you're shedding useless tears here?"

Lu Wudao was distracted, and he questioned angrily, and the Holy Son turned his head to look at him, as if he were looking at a stranger in astonishment.

"Senior Brother Lu, what's wrong with you? It's not you, you're controlled by the demons!"

Lu Wudao laughed and waved his sleeves, his eyes were like demons: "I fell into the devil? You are the one who has been planted with a demon barrier by the hypocritical saint virtue! Because of your persistence, so many innocent people have died, but you will always look righteous and uphold justice." I am really disgusted to see that you are carrying an engraved seal and can escape! Why should we, ordinary disciples, be your Tianjiao's tools, and set off your glorious path with our own sacrifices! Let me ask you, why!?"

As he spoke, Lu Wudao stepped forward again and again, quickly walked in front of the Holy Son, and said bitterly:

"Senior brother, if a genius like you has a chance to get vitality and inheritance, then how am I worse than you? I am talented and knowledgeable, I can predict danger and let my companions save the day; I would rather have blood on my hands than watch my fellow disciples being bullied by people from other forces. In terms of talent, I may not be as good as you, but in terms of survival and emotional righteousness, I am more like a person than you. Holy Son replied, you really disappointed me too much......"

The Holy Son looked back in a daze, he saw with his own eyes the changes of Lu Wudao along the way, and heard Lu Wudao's words of entering the demon with his own ears, that cute and smart junior brother was actually devoured by the demon in the face of life and death, and for the sake of a glimmer of life, he felt that it was appropriate to kill each other.

He really didn't understand why some people would rather live as demons than insist on morality and die. At first glance, he had received the Holy Seal inheritance, but he knew in his heart that if one day he needed to sacrifice himself in exchange for the peace of the vast majority of people, he would not hesitate to do it.

"Senior Brother Lu, you have fallen into the devil. The Holy Son stood up, and the golden light flashed in his hand, and it turned out to be the Great Seal of Sacred Virtue. His eyebrows were resolute, and his eyes were full of abandonment.

Lu Wudao's eyes widened, and his body hair stood up like a frightened cat: "Senior brother, what are you going to do to me!?"

"I'm sorry, Senior Brother Lu, as long as you get rid of your demonic thoughts, Senior Brother will immediately collect the seal. No matter what you think of me or what you say about me, I won't take it to heart, as long as you get rid of the demonic thoughts, you are still my good junior brother. With that, the Holy Son poured mana into the golden seal, and the golden seal also pierced out with brilliant light at this moment.

"Holy Son Hui! You!" Lu Wudao was touched by the light for a moment, as if there was an illusion of his soul flying away, his eyes were horrified, and the instinct of survival urged him to interrupt this light, and in an instant, his hands were like daggers stabbing out, with 120,000 points of ruthlessness, and slashed through the left hand of the Holy Son Hui Grip Seal.

Blood, holiness, and sainthood.