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"Former ...... Predecessor. Huang Long looked at Zhen Yinjian tremblingly at this time, and his body was about to tremble into a sieve, for fear that Zhen Yinjian would poison him.

In his opinion, Zhen Yinjian killed thousands of Chongtian Sect monks in an instant, he must be an extremely vicious person, how could he afford to provoke such a fierce god as a small Dao Realm monk.

"Where is the Sect Leader of your Sect?" Zhen Yin laughed when he saw that this fat monk thought that he had killed thousands of Chongtian Sect disciples.

A little careful probing of the fallen monk's breath will show that they have just fainted, and this fat young monk is scared like this, but it is enough to bale a straw.

However, laughing at a little monk with a Taoist artistic conception, Zhen Yinjian would not do it, and it didn't make any sense. The top priority is to find the leader of the Chongtian Sect and learn the news of the Xuanji Spirit Ginseng.

"Sect Master, Sect Master...... His old man was abbot at the altar for the Holy Sacrifice ceremony. Huang Long seemed to be very afraid of Zhen Yinjian, and immediately confided the news of the Chongtian Sect Master.

"Where is the altar?" Zhen Yinjian's eyes lit up and he continued to ask.

"In ...... In that direction. Huang Long glanced at Zhen Yinjian in fear, and trembled and pointed towards the depths of the Demon Transformation Valley.

Zhen Yinjian didn't say anything when he heard this, and swept through the sky and walked towards the depths of the Demon Valley.

Sending Zhen Yinjian, the killing god, away, Huang Longcai knelt on the ground with weak legs at this time, breathing heavily. He didn't know if he would be noticed by others if he told Zhen Yinjian about the holy sacrifice and the altar, and he was even more aware of the risks behind this matter. Having made up his mind not to say or admit to anyone at this time, Huang Long then glanced in the direction where Zhen Yinjian was going, and there was no worry in his eyes.

"Senior Brother Chang Nong is still inside, and I don't know if I will encounter danger. Huang Long's heart went up and down, and at this time there was no square inch.

The appearance of the true artistic conception broke his perception of the strength of the Chongtian Sect, originally he thought that although the Chongtian Sect was lurking here, its strength did not belong to those top sects at all. And Zhen Yinjian broke his own understanding like this, which made him more and more optimistic about the current situation in the sect.

Now that the Four Great Banners have "died" and the monks have "lost" more than 1,000 people, this is undoubtedly the biggest crisis in the Chongtian Sect in a hundred years or even a thousand years. Whether the Sect Master will be able to deal with this person or not, nothing is known.

At this moment, he could only pray in his heart, praying that Zhen Yinjian was not the opponent of the sect leader. Otherwise, the entire Chongtian Sect could be overthrown by this person.

Not to mention what Huang Long thought in his heart, Zhen Yinjian continued to march towards the depths of the Demon Transformation Valley, and the more he walked, the more curious he felt in his heart. The corpse qi in front of him was so thick that even a corpse path cultivator in the God Casting Realm could be upgraded here, not to mention others. The intensity of corpse qi here was almost ten times that of the wind in the sky of the Demon Transformation Valley. A large area of corpse qi was like a substance that shrouded the depths of the Demon Valley, and even Zhen Yinjian could hardly see farther away.

At the same time, Zhen Yinjian heard a long stream of chanting coming from the depths of the Demon Valley, and his voice was like crying, and his sadness was extreme, which made people feel more likely to fluctuate violently.

"Mantra Daoyin? This Chongtian Sect is really not simple, it even has this thing. Hearing the sound of chanting, Zhen Yinjian frowned slightly and whispered.

Most of the so-called "mantra sounds" are the oral recitation of mantras by believers for hundreds or even thousands of years, so that the power of faith becomes a substantial existence and exists in one place for a long time. Daoyin does not only refer to the sound of the Daomen, but refers to the pure principle of heaven and earth.

Generally speaking, only those great religions with extremely pure religious beliefs have such a special place, and its function is that it can be turned into a voice to suppress evil spirits, ward off foreign places, and prevent foreign demons from easily entering them. With this place of "Mantra Daoyin", even if there is no doorman to guard it, outsiders will not want to easily break into it.

In the Daomen, it is heard that there is such a place where there is such a "mantra and Dao sound" in the Haotian Sect, and in the Southern Buddha Land, there is only about the same place in the Genting King Kong Temple.

As for the Western Demon Emperor, he had never heard of such an existence, and Zhen Yinjian was also very surprised that there was such a place of "Spell Dao Yin" in the Northern Corpse Gate.

Surprised, Zhen Yinjian at this time had already felt the repulsion of this place on him, and there was even a gradually increasing pressure in the air, forcing him to leave this place and not go deeper.

It's just that Zhen Yinjian will take this "spell Dao sound" to heart, although this thing has a certain suppressive power for even the monks of the God Realm, but Zhen Yinjian has already reached the realm of merging with the heavens and the integration of the inner and outer heavens and the earth. At this time, the repulsive effect of this "spell sound" on Zhen Yinjian, Zhen Yinjian can solve it with a little force, but it is not a big problem.

Only vented some of the power in his body, and these "spell sounds" that caused headaches to others were eliminated one after another, and they could no longer affect Zhen Yinjian's progress.

Continuing to walk towards the depths of the Demon Valley, Zhen Yinjian's magic sense spied and saw a tall altar in the distance sitting on a clearing, and there was no one around, only the breath of three people could detect it. One of them, Zhen Yinjian, is still somewhat familiar, and it is the mountain gate guard Chang Nong who has had some contact with Zhen Yinjian.

At this time, he was discussing something with a gray-robed monk under the altar, and he didn't realize Zhen Yinjian's appearance for a while. In the center of the altar was a red-robed monk kneeling on one knee in front of a stone statue, muttering words and not knowing what he was doing.

"Zhong Protector, that thief broke into the mountain gate, and has slaughtered four banner envoys one after another, the strength is not trivial, if you and the sect leader don't go out of the horse again, I'm afraid it will cause a big disaster!" At this time, Chang Nong knelt in front of the gray-robed monk and said with a sincere expression.

"Chang Nong, you didn't guard the mountain gate well, and even let outsiders break into the sect, I haven't held you accountable, but you taught me and the sect leader how to do things?

In his heart, he trusted the strength of the Chongtian Sect very much, and he didn't believe the words of the small mountain gate guarding in front of him. In his opinion, all this is just a lie made up by the other party in order to shirk responsibility, and he naturally cannot be trusted.

"Protector Zhong, you listen to me......" Chang Nong's expression was sad, he was quite smart on weekdays, and he didn't know how to win Protector Zhong's trust for a while. Zhen Yinjian's powerful strength vaguely appeared in his mind like an afterimage, and even he remembered the appearance of Ma Qi's death vividly. Even he knew through people outside that the four banners were exhausted, and they were all defeated by the enemy.

As an old monk who had devoted himself to the Chongtian Sect all his life, how could he sit back and watch the sect suffer such a setback?