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Several old supremes of the Qingxia Ancient Sect worked hard for a hundred years, but finally gave up reluctantly, and only found out that the beloved reincarnation of the Sanyin Daojun had become a demon clan.

The separation between the demons is like a moat, even if it is a Gaidai male like Fanyin Daojun, who is criss-crossed by the Eight Desolations and Six Combinations, it is impossible to trespass into the territory of the demon clan without authorization, which will leave a big handle.

Since then, Sanskrit Yin Daojun has no intention of fighting, and has worked hard to cultivate in the sect to recuperate in peace, and to the outside world, he has claimed that he has been seriously injured and died on the high-level extraterritorial battlefield.

The destroyed right eye of the Sanskrit Dao Monarch was left by the opponent of that battle, and with his heavenly mana and undefeated body, it could be repaired.

He was left with horrific wounds only to remind himself of the painful aftermath of the war.

"It's been one thousand one hundred and twenty-nine years, Lan'er, where are you now, have you awakened the memories of your past life?"

Fanyin Daojun's lips pursed slightly, a mouthful of steel teeth clenched, rattling, as long as he recalled the scene when she died like a moth fighting a fire to save him, his heart instantly suffocated.

After a while, those memories were sealed again, and the convulsive and distorted face of the Sanskrit Dao Jun slowly recovered, and the placket of his back was wet, which would be horrified if some of the older disciples saw it.

Daojun is outside the world, known as the law is difficult to invade, and the catastrophe is not bad, who can make a Daojun giant break out in a cold sweat.

After all, it's hard to get rid of these obsessions. The road to supremacy is extremely long, Lan'er, when I step into the Shengang level, I will definitely look for you. ”

With a sigh, Fanyin Daojun glanced at the golden incense that had been ruined all over the mountains because of his momentum, and his expression instantly became bitter.

These are the medicinal herbs and spiritual flowers that he planted after studying in the Dan Pavilion for decades, and it is a pity that most of them are destroyed like this.

"It seems that after some time, I have to go to Dange to find two pleasing little guys to help him recover. ”

The black and white hair fluttered in the wind, and the figure of Sanyin Daojun slowly disappeared in place, and when he reappeared, he was already lying in the thatched house.

Don't look at the appearance, there is indeed a hole in this thatched house.

Agarwood curls, a half-person high incense burner stands in the center of the thatched house, in a zhang away, there is a jade bed made of 10,000-year-old cold jade, the value is immeasurable, exuding a foggy cold.

On the wall, there are two simple blades, and from time to time there is a sonorous dragon chant and phoenix chirping, and the atmosphere of slaughter is instantly enveloped here.

In addition, next to the cold jade bed, there is also a wine gourd with the length of an arm, which contains a mellow high-grade spirit wine, even if it is sealed with a jade stopper, you can still smell the refreshing aroma of wine.

Fanyin Daojun leaned on the jade bed, his fingers flicked, and the curtain of the Six Laws was generated out of thin air, and the picture was actually reflected inside, and it was Di Yunxiao and the others who entered the teleportation altar first.

After thousands of years of sinking, Fanyin Daojun is still a new disciple who pays attention to the sect for the first time.

It's not that he wants to cultivate disciples, but from the bodies of the six people before, he smelled the ancient breath of the same origin.

If this news were known to those high-level members of the sect, I am afraid that there would be an earth-shattering movement.

Fanyin Daojun came from a mysterious background, and was brought back by the ancient supreme of the sect from an abandoned ancient altar in the extraterritorial battlefield, and there was a jade slip by his side to record his identity.

Only a few ancient supremes of the sect knew about this matter, and even Wu Zhenren and several other Dao monarchs had never read it.

Sanskrit Daojun is the heir of the seal of the medieval relics, and at its root, it should be regarded as the Naga Siren royal family among the thirty-six clans of origin, with the blood of the Siren and Buddhism.

This is also the fundamental reason why he was able to improve very deeply in the sound path and the Buddhist path, the kraken was an absolute sound powerhouse in the Middle Ages.

Thinking about the battle at the end of the Middle Ages, the Kraken King used his singing voice to urge the Heavenly Dao Sound Method, and forcibly wiped out the super powers of more than ten Dao Monarch levels, causing a huge shock.

The first ancestor of Naga was one of the guardian bodhisattvas in Buddhism, so he had great Buddha nature, and the last descendants of his royal family more or less had the characteristics of Buddhism.

"These two little things are not weak in talent, but unfortunately they are not people with great perseverance, and the strongest in the future can only stop at the initial Purple Mansion level. ”

Pouring the spirit wine into his mouth, Fanyin Daojun just glanced at it and determined the two elite inner disciples who were struggling to strangle the beast herd.

With the blink of his eyes, the law curtain that appeared in the scene of the two of them instantly shattered, turning into water vapor and dissipating in the thatched house, leaving only the four young kings of this generation of inner disciples.

"Hey, it's a little interesting! This little doll is cultivating the method of destroying the world, and she has even started!"

Fanyin Daojun's gaze was fixed on Gong Yu's body, his white eyebrows were slightly raised, and he showed a surprised look for the first time, because he had stayed at home in this valley all year round, and he didn't know Gong Yu's identity.

In the curtain of the law, after Gong Yu stepped into the teleportation altar, he slaughtered all the way, and everywhere he passed was bloody and bloody, and any creature that dared to stop him was directly destroyed into ashes.

"Not bad, not bad! A pillar of incense can break through the twelve-story Tower of Babel one after another, and it seems that it is expected to be able to break into the fortieth floor, which is a good seedling. ”

Fanyin Daojun has not paid attention to the recruitment of disciples of the sect for hundreds of years, and recently learned that the new inner disciple Dabi has begun, in order to mediate his mind, he decided to see how the sect develops.

A small test of vigilance actually brushed off nine out of nine disciples, which made Sanskrit Daojun quite disappointed.

It's just that I didn't expect that among the remaining few people, there was also a young man with considerable potential.

If you can get the inclination and cultivation of the vast amount of resources, there is a chance of about thirty percent of being able to impact the real person level, and this son can be regarded as a top genius once in 100,000 years.

Even in his era, Gong Yu's achievements will not be low, and he is definitely a generation of overlords at the Tianjiao level.

For the first time, Fanyin Daojun showed a satisfied smile, and his gaze fell on the other three, staying on Blood Rakshasa, Luo Xin, and Di Yunxiao for a long time.

"What the hell is going on here? In an era, my Qingxia Ancient Sect was able to recruit several excellent seedlings with real human appearance in the same batch, is it possible?"

The only remaining left eye of the Sanskrit Dao Monarch was brilliant, and countless virtual images of stars rose and fell in it, and wisps of fragments of the future pulse slid in front of him.

A moment later, Fanyin Daojun leaped up from the cold jade bed, his scar that straddled half of his face twitched violently, as if he had captured a shocking future.

"How could it be... Those people, those people were born!"