After seeing the old man and the young man on the back of the fierce Jiao, Ding Chuan once again couldn't restrain the strong killing intent in his heart, his hatred for the Ten Thousand Demon Cave had already been engraved into his bones, and that young man was the little lord of the Ten Thousand Demon Cave, Huo Feng, it was really a narrow road, the two had fought to the death in the Xichuan Continent, but they didn't expect to see this arrogant little lord in the middle of the wilderness again.

"Roar!"

The thirty-zhang long fierce Jiao let out an earth-shattering roar again, and the frightened beasts in the mountains and forests jumped in all directions, the birds flew in panic, and the breath of the king of the beasts swept the entire mountain forest.

Feeling the momentum of the fierce Jiao, out of the instinct of the demon beast, the little unicorn on Ding Chuan's shoulder was so angry that flames burst out of his body, it was a demigod beast unicorn, obviously not used to the arrogance of the fierce Jiao, and immediately stretched out his neck to let out a unicorn roar, Ding Chuan hurriedly blocked its mouth after finding out, Ding Chuan's enemies are quite many, if it is exposed at this time, I am afraid that it will immediately attract several people to chase and kill, even if there is a white-clothed power king to support him before, but it is difficult to guarantee that no one will secretly attack him.

"Hahaha! The Divine Desolate Academy is worthy of being the Holy Academy of the World, and so many people came to cheer on it. An old man with a bloated figure on the back of the fierce Jiao laughed loudly, and a few people in the Mo family and the Fusang Holy Land glanced at it with deep meaning, and there was a divine light looming between the opening and closing of his eyes.

"The Taoist friends of the Ten Thousand Demon Caves are really generous, taming a fierce Jiao to travel, it really makes this seat hot for a while!"

The old dean's Faxiang Dao body urn opened its mouth angrily, and the mountains trembled, and the fierce Jiao was immediately startled, and at this time it found that there was a tall figure dozens of feet tall standing in the Divine Desolate Academy, and the terrifying coercion made the fierce Jiao let out a low roar.

"Don't say so much, I think you all came for the same purpose, you all want to see the true face of the Emperor's Great Desolate Sword, I think the Desolate Academy will not turn us away even if it is powerful!"

Another old man in the Ten Thousand Demon Cave spoke, his words were not so domineering but implied a threat, just imagine how powerful the Divine Desolate Academy is, if it offends several big forces, there will definitely be troubles in the future.

The old dean's Dharma Dao body gradually dissipated into the void, and then an old voice came out: "Everyone, please come in and speak." ”

The purple-haired old man of the Mo family, the silver-haired old man of the Fusang Holy Land, and the two old men of the Ten Thousand Demon Cave glanced at each other, and then rushed in, they came for their own purposes, although they had the same purpose, they were guarding against each other.

Ding Chuan crowded into a crowded place, and only after the three characters had entered did he follow the many students of the Divine Desolate Academy into the house.

In the next few days, the mountain gate of the Divine Desolate Academy is still not calm, and there are constantly major sects sending envoys and juniors to pay homage to the Great Desolate Sword, and the old dean Wu Yunfei is scheduled to open the Great Desolate Sword in seven days, so that the eight directions can objectively look at the Great Desolate Sword, before this, the atmosphere of the Desolate Academy seems too calm, calm and somewhat depressing.

The young descendants from various holy places and families, during this period, they showed their talents in martial arts to defeat the famous disciples in the academy, and entered the Divine Desolate Academy strongly, when choosing the martial arts department, most of the people chose the temple, but the desolate hall of the Desolate Academy was uncared for, and was treated coldly like this, so angry that the old madman scolded all day long, and he even personally invited several children of the family to come to the desolate hall to practice martial arts, but was coldly rejected by the other party, there is only one reason: the desolate hall is just an ornament, and the temple is the supreme martial arts hall of the Desolate Academy。

"His milk, milk balls, these little bastards who don't know the goods, don't look down on my barren palace, old man, I can't look down on you, they're all guys with their nostrils facing the sky, I really think I'm a genius demon......"

The old madman chattered and complained and scolded, Ding Chuan couldn't bear it, hid in the bamboo house and sank down, and carefully understood the Panhuang Sutra obtained in the sarcophagus, the so-called book read a hundred times, its meaning was self-revealed, at the beginning Ding Chuan was difficult to read the ancient words in his mind, but when he read the silent recitation over and over again, he finally understood the opening few sentences of the Panhuang Sutra.

As mentioned in the scriptures, the Panhuang Sutra has a burial ground chapter and a heavenly burial chapter, and what Ding Chuan got is only the first half of the ancient scriptures - the burial ground chapter, this function uses the general trend and energy of the mountains and rivers to kill the enemy, but it requires the caster to have a strong body and strong Yuan Force cultivation, and the two conditions are indispensable, otherwise it is difficult to unleash the ultimate meaning of the Panhuang Sutra.

"Is this a barren temple?"

Just as Ding Chuan was intoxicated with the ancient scriptures, an ethereal and jade voice floated from the window. Ding Chuan's eyelids trembled slightly, and he once again immersed his mind in cultivation.

"Hehe, little girl, who are you looking for, this is the Deserted Palace, old man, I am Jiang Erlang, the head of the Deserted Palace, and I am also the mentor of all the disciples of the Deserted Palace. ”

The old madman rushed out overjoyed, and saw a young and beautiful girl in white standing in front of the house, so he began to talk about the glorious 'history' of the barren temple again.

"I think that the desolate hall was the dazzling pearl of the desolate academy, and countless students walked out of here and became one of the strongest in the world, and when the desolate hall was at its peak, the temple was just a dispensable ornament......"

"Little girl Xue Ning, I want to worship in the deserted temple to cultivate martial arts"

"You, what are you talking about? You want to worship in my desolate temple? really?" The old madman couldn't hide his excitement, but he couldn't believe that someone really took the initiative to worship in the desolate hall, and the old madman felt like he was in a dream.

"Exactly, Mr. Jiang asked the apprentice to bow down. ”

The woman in white bowed to the old madman's graceful Yingying, making the old madman stunned in place.

After a long time, the old madman came back to his senses and said excitedly: "Good apprentice doesn't need to bow much, after worshipping Master, I will worship your senior brother again." ”

"Senior brother?" the woman in white was stunned for a moment, and there was a hint of puzzlement in her eyes like autumn water, why did the senior brother still need to worship! But soon she understood what the old madman's mouth meant by 'worship'.

"Stinky boy, get out of here, I found a handsome little junior sister for you, but you kid dare to fight any kind of ghost idea, I will be the first to abolish you. ”

The door of the bamboo house was kicked by the old madman, and the huge movement startled Ding Chuan almost went mad, and the purple gold divine fire and the dark fire burst out at the same time, and the entire bamboo house turned into a sea of fire in an instant.

The old madman was also taken aback, and then he quickly reacted, he used a big hand to cast the Melting Sky **, and the purple gold divine fire and the dark demon fire in the sky were all devoured by him.

Ding Chuan opened his eyes with an unkind face, glared at the old madman and scolded angrily: "Old bastard, what are you crazy about, I almost scared you to death." ”

The old madman didn't care at all about Ding Chuan's disobedient reaction, and said with a smile: "Ding boy, as a senior brother of the Deserted Palace, you have the obligation to solve problems for the Deserted Palace, and now your little sister Xue Ning still lacks a place to live, I order you to arrange a place for her to live within half a day, otherwise vacate your bamboo house." ”

At this time, Ding Chuan noticed the girl in white behind the old madman, with a delicate goose egg face, with curved eyebrows, horizontal waves, skin as white as mutton fat and jade, glowing with luminescence, and a graceful and tall figure, even a little more beautiful than Meng Ling'er