Many things are the general trend and people's hearts.

No matter how powerful Kong Shujian is, he is just a person, he succeeded to the throne after the death of Wuyueren, and announced that he would return to Xuanyangmen on the second day of succession, and no one in Tianwu Sect objected.

Is this wishful thinking on the part of Confucius Shujian?

Ma Xie thought of this, but he didn't know if Wan Feifei and Zhou Tong thought of it.

He couldn't bear to break it, because Senior Brother had already paid so much for this matter, could he tell him so directly that the stubbornness of the Wuyue people and Master Zuo was wrong?

is as strong as Liu Jianxian, and he can't lead the Tianwu Sect to completely get rid of the control of the Xuanyang Gate, just because he is a member of the Tianwu Sect, he doesn't want to get out of the control of the Xuanyang Gate at all.

Since the death of the old man Tianwu, there have been too many people in the Tianwu Sect who hope to return to the Xuanyang Gate, and they are eager to have a powerful Xuanyang Gate behind them, rather than a small Tianwu Sect in the north.

For ordinary cultivators, the names of Xuanyang Sect disciples are better than those of Tianwu Sect elders!

Only Danyangtang is in the same vein, hoping that the Tianwu Sect will be completely independent and will not have anything to do with Xuanyangmen.

Unfortunately, this is impossible, it is not something that can be done by one person or two people.

Despite this, Ma Xie still agreed to Wan Weiwei's request.

Because he is a disciple of Zuo Lingfei of Danyang Hall, and even more because he is a disciple of Mu Xunfeng.

Ma Xie just remembered what Mu Xunfeng had said.

Many things are not to see if they can be done, but whether they should be done.

He is a disciple of Danyang Hall, and he has the responsibility to fulfill the wishes of his ancestors, perhaps Wan Feifei also thinks so, so he never contacts the disciples of other halls of Tianwu Sect, only some disciples who oppose Kong Shujian, and secretly get in touch with them.

They are Danyang Hall, the last guardians of the Heavenly Martial Sect.

Ma Xie gladly accepted his mission, and when he admired Xunfeng as a teacher, this wonderful bond was already born.

"Ma Xie, if you need my help, just ask. Although our Divine Machine Sect is not a big sect, I can use the power of the Divine Soldier Alliance to contain the Xuanyang Gate, for the Divine Soldier Alliance, the Xuanyang Alliance is nothing. Liu Zongxuan walked over and said.

"Thank you, Brother Liu, I think it's a little early for us to talk about this. Ma Xie said: "Wait, there will be that day, I am a disciple of the Danyang Hall of the Tianwu Sect, but not a disciple of the Tianwu Hall of the Xuanyang Gate!"

The exam is still going on, and the journey of the three of them has just begun.

At this time, on the South Heavenly Gate, in the center of hundreds of Void Illusion Sea Realms, a huge list appeared.

On top of that list, there is a conspicuous name - Dixin.

On this list, it is the point ranking of this assessment, that is, the "Shenglong List".

The appearance of the Ascending Dragon List has attracted the attention of many cultivators.

Since there is a dragon list here, it means that someone must have started to redeem points.

And this first person to redeem points was none other than Emperor Xin of Haotian Sect!

At this moment, behind his name, there was a long list of names, all of which were disciples of Haotian Sect.

That is to say, under the leadership of Di Xin, the people of Haotian Sect have already passed the location of the first exam, exchanged points, and are about to reach the second exam site.

"It's so fast!" the crowd exclaimed.

When most of the cultivators had not yet reached the core area of the examination room, Haotian Sect and Di Xin had already completed the trial of the first exam.

Pangea, somewhere above a mountain peak.

A huge beast fell there.

The blood that flowed from the neck of the strange beast flowed to the foot of the mountain, like a collapsing river of blood.

A tall man sat on top of the head of the alien beast, and at his feet, all the disciples of Haotian Sect bowed their heads and bowed.

He is Di Xin, a man who has been adhering to the atmosphere since birth.

From birth, there was an inexplicable aura wrapped around his body, covering his face, and no one knew his true face except his mother.

In Haotian Sect, there is such a legend, that is, the wisp of aura on Di Xin's body is the real immortal energy.

When Di Xin can completely refine that "immortal qi", he will become a real "immortal".

Some people also say that that breath is a breath left by Emperor Haotian before he died.

Only his heirs can have this breath, and Di Xin is the only heir for so many years after the death of Emperor Haotian.

When he was born, his hands were clenched into fists, his eyes were golden, and he did not cry, but quietly looked at the doctor who delivered him.

The doctor saw Di Xin's appearance, and suddenly felt that he had offended Tianwei, the emperor's appearance, in fact, he could be seen by a layman?

As a result, the practitioner who was in the Shidan stage cut off his meridians and died.

Di Xin got up from the doctor's corpse and walked over to his mother, who only let her remember his face well, and then, with a ray of aura, obscured his face.

No one can see through that aura anymore.

When he was three years old, he was as tall as a seven-year-old child, articulate, deaf and clear-sighted, and at this time, he was strong enough to fight a tiger with his bare hands.

At the age of six, he became a practitioner.

He never ventured, he cultivated to the extreme in every realm, and finally reached the peak of the ninth layer of the Qi Refining Realm at the age of twenty-five.

It was three years faster than Emperor Haotian back then.

Haotian Sect has never deliberately hidden all the information of Di Xin, because Di Xin said that the real emperor does not need to protect the way.

For he is the Son of Heaven, and he is the one who is protected by Heaven.

Three days after Di Xin's name appeared, another name was squeezed out of the crowd of Haotian Sect.

Kurayu!

The mysterious disciple of the Dao Sect, no one knew his origin, but he was faintly the leader of the disciples of the Dao Sect.

His name followed closely behind Di Xin, and the names of the disciples of the Dao Sect also appeared on the list.

People were surprised to find that the points of Di Xin and Cang Sheng were far ahead of others.

95,000 points for Emperor Xin and 86,000 points for Cangsheng.

The third place, Dongfang Huiyao, only has 33,000 points.

Although the points did not represent the true strength, it was clear that Di Xin and Kurasheng were far superior to other cultivators.

Ma Xie in the examination room didn't know that a list outside had already caused an uproar.

The strong appearance of Di Xin and Cang Sheng overshadowed the other candidates.

In addition to being concerned about the battle situation of their disciples and friends, who could get close to Di Xin and Cangsheng was the most concerned issue for the cultivators gathered here.

At this moment, Ma Xie is slowly approaching the peak of the cliff of Shuanglong Mountain with Wan Feifei and Liu Zongxuan.

At the summit of Mt. Ssangyong, there is a hot spring.

The water in the hot springs flows slowly down the hill near a place on the south side of the mountain, forming a small stream that remains at the bottom of the mountain.

At this moment, the three of them were following this stream towards Longshan Temple, which was located next to the hot springs.

At night, the trio did not stop moving forward.

Under the illumination of the moonlight, the snow under his feet shone blindly, and Ma Xie listened to the sound of "creaking" under his feet, and his mind gradually wandered.

"Little junior brother, Liu Daoyou, be careful. Wan Feifei was very alert, he felt that such silence was actually not a good thing.

"Is there any problem?" Liu Zongxuan said in a low voice.

"I felt something in the dark. Wan Feifei stopped.

Ma Xie also held his breath, and in the darkness behind him, there seemed to be a heavy gasp.

Is it a strange beast, or is it another team lurking here?

The three of them stopped, their eyes fixed on the darkness.

The stream was babbling under his feet, and there was the sound of snow falling from time to time, and in the darkness in front of Ma Xie, there seemed to be no movement at all.

The depressing atmosphere was about to engulf Liu Zongxuan.

He didn't know how long it took, but he seemed to hear only the sound of his own heartbeat and breathing.

The figure of Ma Xie in front of him gradually blurred, as if it was being eaten away by the darkness little by little.

"Horse evil!" Liu Zongxuan couldn't help but whisper.

But there was no response.

The horse evil in front of him was just facing away from him, motionless, like a sculpture.

Liu Zongxuan felt a little surprised, what happened to Ma Xie? Was he controlled by something?

He wanted to call Wan Feifei, but found that Wan Feifei, who should have been by his side, had long since disappeared.

Looking around again, I don't know when, the quiet darkness has already surrounded him.

He could only see Ma Xie's back, Liu Zongxuan's heart was in a panic, he didn't know what was going on.

The foundry is just the craftsman behind the cultivators, they don't often fight on the front line, and Liu Zongxuan didn't know how to deal with this situation.

He can only instinctively go to Ma Xie, and with Ma Xie here, he will feel very relieved.

Liu Zongxuan's hand slapped Ma Xie's shoulder, hoping to wake Ma Xie up.

Ma Xie's head slowly turned around.

And the horse evil body, but did not move the slightest.

Liu Zongxuan heard a "click" sound, and Ma Xie's entire head was completely reversed, as if his neck had been twisted.

It was as if there was an arm that rose out of Liu Zongxuan's throat, pulling his trachea and vocal cords, making him unable to breathe and make a sound.

Is this a horse evil?

Liu Zongxuan's heart was extremely afraid.

In front of him, it was clearly a skinned face.

The bare teeth and eyelids, as well as the severed nose, are telling Liu Zongxuan in an extremely cruel way that this is a monster who has been sentenced to "cut"!

The monster's mouth slowly opened, blood seeping out of his flesh and falling drop by drop on the snow.

"Soft ......"

The mouth kept opening open, but it was as if it didn't know how to speak.

"Fight for ......"

"Idle ......"

Liu Zongxuan suddenly understood that this monster was none other than Ma Xie!

It's just that his lips have long been cut off and he can't pronounce them normally.

Liu Zongxuan's hand on Ma Xie's shoulder couldn't be taken back no matter how he took it back, as if it was glued to his shoulder.

The hand that had been bloody was clasped on Liu Zongxuan's wrist, which was Ma Xie's flesh that had long been gone.

A bony hand.