Seeing that he really went to Niutou Mountain opposite the Killing Temple, he took the two saints of snakes and cranes lightly, and returned to the killing forest in an instant.

Just a moment after he left, the light on Niutou Mountain flashed, and there seemed to be a mirror fainting.

After the brilliance disappeared, several more figures suddenly appeared in the empty space on the top of the mountain.

The wind is strong on the mountain, and the grass and trees are low.

The leader was eight feet long, with black beard and black hair, all of whom were dragged by the wind.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and the corners of his mouth twitched: "This Killing Temple is worthy of being a thousand-year-old sect, and there are such big demons guarding the temple." ”

"I'm afraid that only the crazy people in Wanshou Villa will come here."

There is no contempt underneath the words.

And behind him was also an eighteen-foot male, this person had a high nose and wide eyes, not angry and arrogant, just a glance felt that the momentum was amazing, it was none other than the ghost sect leader Mu Hongye.

As the leader of the No. 1 Ghost Sect in Southern Xinjiang, Mu Hongye bowed his head at this moment and was respectful to the man in front of him.

It can be seen that the identity of the other party must be extraordinary.

"Hahaha, but thanks to our ally, we finally forced the Killing Temple to show its backhand." The man stood at the highest point of Niutou Mountain, looking at the undulating mountains in the distance, and the corners of his mouth hooked slightly.

At this moment, the first morning light between heaven and earth broke through the darkness.

A ray of light fell on the earth.

The stumps and severed arms scattered all over the mountains were reflected.

The mist in the mountains was steaming, and it was also dyed with blood.

Mu Hongye, who lowered his head, couldn't help but shrink when he saw this scene.

Even after hundreds of years of cultivation, he experienced life and death, and he couldn't help but almost lose his heart when he saw such a scene.

It can be seen how cruel the battle outside the Killing Temple was last night.

On this trip, Wanshou Villa suffered countless casualties, the second and third owners were arrested, plus the four owners and five owners who were arrested before, and the vitality of Wanshou Villa was greatly damaged.

In contrast, the Killing Temple instead relied on the 'Thousand Machines Sword Pavilion' and the 'Killing Enchantment', and did not damage the foundation.

However, under the crazy attack of the demon clan, the hidden hole cards were completely exposed.

"Honorable envoy, the main force of Wanshou Mountain Villa is gone, only a winger demon clan is left dormant on the periphery, do you send disciples under your subordinates......" Mu Hongye's voice was very low, but it clearly fell in everyone's ears.

The man he called the envoy groaned, but did not respond directly, as if it was a test, he looked at the young man on the left: "Chong'er, what do you think?" ”

The young monk grinned at the corners of his mouth, his eyes glowed like a sharp sword, and he bowed to the man in charge and said, "Master, the disciple thinks that he should beat the water dog and rob while the fire is burning." ”

"As long as they are taken down, the strength of Wanshou Villa will be reduced by another layer, and in the future, my Holy Sect will raise troops to the north, and it will no longer be effortless."

His tone was high-spirited, and he was full of ambition when he spoke, as if he was going to take the lead in the next moment and capture Wanshou Villa.

It's just that he didn't pay attention to the slight frown on the face of the master who was the leader.

On the other side, although Mu Hongye still lowered his head, the disdain curled at the corners of his mouth could not be hidden.

Previously, the Ghost Sect had been suppressed several times by the Killing Temple, and it seemed that it had lost its position as the number one faction in Southern Xinjiang.

Not only that, but the evil sects in Southern Xinjiang also fell apart, and even the Burning Light Pavilion and Broken Vein Mountain were out of control.

For a while, the status of the Ghost Cult in Southern Xinjiang became very embarrassing.

Therefore, after Mu Hongye got out of the customs, he thought hard about the solution.

The hard work paid off, and he really found a way.

According to legend, the founder of the Ghost Cult was the head of the Netherworld.

And the Netherworld Dao Leader is from the Yellow Springs Sect, the first demon sect in the world.

At that time, he was one of the disciples of the Huangquan Sect, and by chance, he got the ghost flame and created the title of the ghost Taoist, and later he cultivated to the inner realm, communicated with the ghost flame, and got the inheritance of the ancient ghost of the ghost.

So he went away to southern Xinjiang, and really let him discover the land of inheritance, and then opened a sect and founded the Ghost Sect.

At the beginning, he created the Ghost Sect, which was originally only a branch of the Huangquan Sect in Southern Xinjiang, but he didn't expect the Ghost Sect to flourish in Southern Xinjiang.

However, the Huangquan Sect was repeatedly suppressed by the imperial court, so the connection was cut off.

It wasn't until the Killing Temple severely damaged the Ghost Sect several times that Mu Hongye felt that there was no place to stand.

This is the renewal of the front edge.

The Venerable Envoy in front of him was one of the twenty-four ghost envoys of the Huangquan Sect, the Venerable of the Burning Realm.

This Burning Venerable is good at using fire, and is known as the steam and scorching gold and flowing stones wherever he goes.

Even in the Huangquan Sect, there are few people who can match it.

This time, he came to southern Xinjiang, firstly, to recover the Ghost Sect, and secondly, to explore the reality of the Killing Temple.

After seeing the methods of the Killing Temple, the Venerable of the Burning Realm was also worth the trip.

The only fly in the ointment is that his disciple is really a little unenlightened.

After hearing his disciple's answer, the Burning Realm Venerable's gaze turned cold, and he said leisurely, "Wanshou Mountain Villa? ”

Qian Zifang followed the master day and night, and had already practiced the ability to observe words and feelings, and when he saw the master's reaction at this moment, he couldn't help but feel nervous, and hurriedly explained: "Ah, Wanshou Villa is one of the three holy places of the demon clan, if it is included in my holy sect, it will definitely be like a tiger with wings, and no one can stop it." ”

"Idiot!"

A loud shout interrupted Qian Zifang's imagination.

Qian Zifang knew that he had said the wrong thing, so he quickly lowered his head in a panic and took a small step back.

The Venerable of the Burning Realm snorted coldly: "Just Wanshou Mountain Villa, my Holy Sect could have taken it lightly, so why wait until now?" ”

After speaking, he turned his head to look at the other side, and saw Mu Hongye's face dark and thoughtful, so he asked, "What does the pastor think?" ”

Mu Hongye was stunned for a moment, and then looked at Qian Zifang who was hanging his head next to him, and hesitation flashed on his face.

"But it doesn't hurt to say it, don't care." The Burning Venerable seemed to have insight into his scruples and spoke again.

"I think that the tiger should be let go and the fisherman will benefit."

As soon as the words fell, sure enough, the face of the Burning Realm Venerable had slowed down.

"Oh? How to make a profit? ”

This is not without consideration.

Mu Hongye immediately said: "Back to the envoy, the enemy of the enemy is a friend. ”

"The demon clan has three points, and it will not fall for a thousand years, although it has lived in the eight wilderness areas for a long time, but it is the most troublesome place for the righteous path to deal with the Great Zhou."

"If we take it lightly, it is better for us to cut off our own arm."

"If my Holy Sect wants to enter the southern Xinjiang and become a trap, we must not fall into the ground, but also protect its luck, so as to attract the demon clan and make the southern Xinjiang chaos."

"And we can also take advantage of the situation and reap the benefits of the fisherman."

"It's king."

"What a royal road!" The Venerable of the Burning Realm had a slight flash in his eyes, he had heard that this pastoral sect master had great ambitions, and this time he listened to his words and watched his deeds, and he was indeed a hundred times better than his own disciples, and he couldn't help but feel a heart of love for talent at the moment.

"Has the pastor ever practiced with a teacher?"

When Mu Hongye heard this, a flash of joy flashed on his face: "The teacher has passed away for a hundred years, and he has never entered the court again. ”

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"Good." Hearing this, the Burning Venerable nodded: "In that case, are you willing to worship me as a teacher?" ”