Ye Changsheng stood with his sword in his hand, and suddenly smiled faintly: "Senior, in the teachings of the Demon Sect, it seems that it is strictly forbidden to refine dolls, could it be that I am mistaken?"

A hint of surprise flashed in the old man's eyes: "Can you tell that the old man is a member of the Demon Sect?"

He was ordered to make a hasty move this time, and he didn't know much about it, only that the young man in front of him was called Ye Changsheng, and he was a very talented local swordsmith.

A swordsmith in a small town can also learn the inside story of the Demon Gate and the Demon Sect?

Ye Changsheng smiled silently, he had the experience of dealing with Magic Bell and Liu Yiyi, how could he be easily frightened by the old man?

In the past six months, he has read a lot of books, many of which are about the Demon Gate.

I remember that at the beginning, he asked the magic bell for the classic books of the demon gate, but the magic bell impatiently told him: The classics of the demon gate are everywhere, and when you can see it, you can naturally see it.

At that time, Changsheng thought it was nonsense, but when he saw a bookshelf full of Demon Gate classics in the library of the Alchemist Guild, he understood the meaning of the magic bell.

The Demon Gate classics are indeed ubiquitous, but first you have to be able to cross that threshold to see it.

It's like Master Daoyun of the Fayan Sect, who can practice magic skills at will, which is the privilege brought by his own realm.

Different levels of knowledge are exposed to different levels.

The Demon Gate is a broad term, but the Demon Sect is a tight organization.

Just like there are many people in the world who practice the Dharma and the Dharma, they can be collectively called practitioners, but only those who really choose to take refuge can be regarded as monks.

Since you are a monk, you have to bless your faith, you have to obey the rules and precepts, and the higher your status, the deeper you are bound by the teachings.

To put it simply, a casual cultivator like Fat Master can marry a wife and have children, and he can also be happy with revenge, but Master Longhai cannot.

This is the difference between taking refuge and not taking refuge, between wearing a robe and not wearing a robe.

In the same way, the same is true for people in the Demon Cult.

The old man in front of him, although he looked awe-inspiring, was a converted Demon Sect member, and he was a Demon Sect Elder!

For no other reason, Ye Changsheng could see the ring on the old man's finger.

It was a magic ring that symbolized the identity of the Demon Sect Elder, although it was hidden invisible, but for Ye Changsheng, the Demon Eye was fine.

Ye Changsheng said loudly: "Senior, how about we change the deal?"

"Tell me about it. The old man said indifferently.

The evil aura on the old man's body disappeared, and it turned to Ling Ran's momentum.

Even his voice became deep and deep, far less unpleasant than it had just been.

"Back then, the two ancestors of the Demon Gate traveled to the Rainforest Principality, and with their own strength, they eradicated the Shuramen, the largest demon sect at that time, suppressed the evil spirits, burned the cults, and then sealed the treasures of the Shuramen underground. ”

Ye Changsheng looked at the old man calmly, "I know the whereabouts of the treasure. ”

The old man's dark blue eyes burst out with a burst of light.

An incomparable coercion instantly descended on Ye Changsheng's body, and the bones of his whole body made a crackling sound.

The energy in Ye Changsheng's body was sealed, and he could only rely on the strength of his physical body to strongly resist the coercion of the old man.

He was like a dead branch in the cold wind, his legs trembling violently, his feet sinking deep into the black dirt, but he still stood stubbornly, and did not fall to his knees.

Holding up the spine that was about to be bent, Ye Changsheng gritted his teeth and said: "Not only do I know the whereabouts of the treasure, but I also know that the Wuji Demon Venerable used his natal essence blood to write down a piece of the Demon Sutra and engraved it on the stone tablet that sealed the evil spirits!"

With a snort, the coercion exerted on Ye Changsheng's body was suddenly withdrawn.

Ye Changsheng was relieved, stumbled, and almost fell to the ground.

The old man's figure was like a ghost, floating over, and when Ye Changsheng stood up, two rounds of dark blue pupils were close at hand.

The dark blue pupils swirled into two whirlpools, inhaling Ye Changsheng's gaze deeply, as if his soul was about to sink in.

Ye Changsheng looked at each other calmly, his clear eyes, except for becoming a little deeper, but still maintaining clarity.

Perhaps, there is still a little bit of pain.

The clear stream released by the Demon Ring formed layers of soul defense, blocking the old man's thoughts from the outside.

The Sanzhang Soul Sea rose up in waves, and Ye Changsheng's powerful soul power was also mobilized to resist the impact of the other party.

The old man was surprised again, his invincible soul dementoring method actually failed!

Ye Changsheng's nosebleed slowly flowed out, and he couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Senior, if I don't want to say it, you can't know." ”

The old man said blankly: "How can the old man be sure that what you said is true?"

"With the means of my predecessors, it's easy to kill me, so why should I lie to you?"

Under the deep cloak, the old man smiled evilly and put away his soul dementorship.

However, the next moment, his big palm silently pressed on Ye Changsheng's chest.

A black spell appeared in the palm of his hand, like a projected light and shadow, seeping inward.

Scheming locks?!

Ye Changsheng's face changed slightly, and countless years flashed in his mind, and the seventh-level floating slaughter of the Spirit Sea Space was full of light.

The scheming spell is actually a condensed energy array, but it can be triggered with thoughts.

If this spell is allowed to hit his heart, the old man can activate the magic circle with his mind at any time and smash his heart to pieces.

The scheming lock is a powder keg that can be detonated at any time!

At the moment when Ye Changsheng invoked the power of the little dragon elephant, the black spell was less than an inch away from his heart, but it stopped suddenly.

It's like a hollowed-out shadow, suspended outside the heart.

The Demon Heart Sword inserted in the heart of the immortal suddenly flew out, and the black tip of the sword was against the spell, blooming with black brilliance.

"Boom!"

There was a silent roar, and the black spell shattered.

The old man's body was shocked in his heart, and the moment he was counterattacked, a black light pierced into his palm and quickly swam away.

Before the old man could react, the black light that the Demon Heart Sword turned into stabbed him in the heart!

The old man's whole body trembled violently, and the energy in his body flowed out wildly, turning into black smoke and steaming outside his body.

His brain fell into chaos, and the sea of souls set off monstrous waves, and unprecedented fear swept through his body.

"Who the hell are you?!"

With a pop, the old man knelt on the ground, looking up at Ye Changsheng with frightened eyes.

The faint blue pupils exploded one after another with blood spots, and his vision was clouded with a misty blood light.

In the blood, Ye Changsheng turned into a black-clothed man standing up to the sky, his cold gaze forced at him, and his gaze penetrated his soul.

The fleeting memory quickly regressed to the moment when he knelt down in front of the Demon God Temple at the age of eighteen, and took refuge and acceptance.

The old man's eyes lost their sparkle, his head tilted, and he fell to the ground.

Deceive the teacher and destroy the ancestors, and the catastrophe will never be recovered......

(End of chapter)