The first demon sect in the Northern Regions, "Lihate Sect", is located on the highest mountain in the Northern Regions, "Lihate Mountain".

There is only the lower half of the Hatred Mountain, and the upper half is cut off by the Hatred Sect Master "Hatred of the Sky Great Demon King" with supreme mana. Surrounded by demonic energy all year round, covered by dark clouds, a scene of apocalypse, and not a single tree or flower can be seen here. No plant or animal that grows in the sun can survive here. But such a place shrouded in demonic energy is indeed a paradise for demon cultivators and monsters.

The Sect of Separation from Hate dominates the power of life and death within a radius of 10,000 miles, and those who follow me prosper and those who disobey me perish is the slogan of the Sect of Separation from Hatred.

The person who was away from the huge temple of the Hate Sect, a man with a dignified appearance but a fierce eye, slammed the teacup on the ground and shouted angrily at the four people in front of him: "What? Jun'er has been killed! Who killed it? Say it. ”

The four people below are the four people who protected the little demon lord who hated the sky to participate in the battle for the leaderboard, and after many tests, a man dressed in black led by him trembled and said: "Sect Master Qi, the person who killed the young sect master, is named Xiang Wentian, after our private inquiry, Xiang Wentian is the acting pope located in the Central Domain Martial Spirit Palace. ”

The Great Demon King of the Heavens said angrily: "Since your masters are dead, there is no need for you to live, go down and serve Jun'er." ”

"Don't ...... the Sect Master"

"Sect Master, spare your life!"

"Sect Master, please spare our lives for the sake of the four of us who have served the young sect master for many years!"

"Sect Master, I and the other four of us, we have worked hard and conscientiously for so many years, and there is no merit and hard work, please let us live!"

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The Great Demon King of the Hatred Heaven smiled cruelly and said, "It is precisely because of your hard work and conscientious work for so many years that I have fulfilled the four of you and gone to the Nine Springs to continue to serve Jun'er. ”

"Sect Master, spare your life!"

"Sect Master, let's have a way for us to live!"

"Sect Master, I have an eighty-year-old mother and a child waiting to be fed, let me live."

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The Great Demon King who hated the sky, his eyes narrowed, and a punch was blasted, and the four of them were wiped out in an instant, and they didn't even have time to scream.

After dealing with the four of them, the Great Demon King of the Heavens shouted, "Come on! ”

The door of the hall slowly opened, and a black-clothed warrior walked into the hall, knelt on his knees, and said respectfully, "What does the sect master command?" ”

The Great Demon King of the Hatred of the Sky said hatefully: "Order all the people and horses, and leave the elites of the Hate Sect to destroy the Martial Spirit Hall for me!" ”

"Yes!" The black-clothed warrior had never seen the Great Demon King of Hatred so angry, and it must be: it was because of the killing of the Little Demon King of Hatred; The killing of the Little Demon King of Hatred of Heaven had already spread in the sect, and he didn't want to be beaten into powder by the Great Demon King of Hatred. Thinking of this, the black-clothed warrior trembled and hurriedly got up, ran out of the hall, and conveyed the order of the Great Demon King of Hatred.

From then on, the entire continent will enter an unprecedented war, until the entire continent is completely reshuffled and the division can end. The so-called praying mantis catches cicadas, and the yellow finch is behind, which is not unreasonable.

Three days later, the Young Master of the Adventurers' Guild led 10,000 adventurers and hundreds of thousands of subdued monks of all kinds, and went straight to the outside of Wuhun City, thirty miles away, preparing to take the Wuhun Hall in one fell swoop and kill Xiang Wentian.

In the Pope's Palace, the elites of the Martial Spirit Hall and the Hall of Elders all gathered in the Pope's Palace, and everyone was worried, looking like a great enemy. From ancient times to the present, the Martial Spirit Hall has never encountered such a crisis, and it is natural for everyone to show such a look.

Xiang Wentian sat on the papal chair with a calm face, for him, no matter how many enemies he came, he would be devoured by him and turned into his own cultivation. Xiang Wentian said solemnly: "Everyone! Now that the great enemy is coming to attack my Martial Spirit Palace, we must not sit idly by, our relatives and children are behind us, and we are their last line of defense. ”

"Swear allegiance to the Spirit Palace......"

"Coexistence with the Spirit Palace......"

"Protect your family and fight against foreign enemies!"

The thunderous shouts resounded through the heavens and the earth, at this moment the Martial Spirit Hall seemed so united, so backbone, imagine that everyone could cultivate to such a realm, without a resolute, fearless heart of life and death, they could not cultivate such a realm.

"Let's go! The gates meet the enemy! "Xiang Wentian drank it.

Everyone followed the sky and came to the city wall of Wuhun City. Xiang Wentian saw a black pressure in the distance, and there were figures everywhere, among the enemy army, Xiang Wentian also saw the shadows of many soul masters, these are the people who used to be guarded by the Martial Spirit Palace, but now they are oppressed by the Adventurer's Guild and have to launch an attack on the Martial Spirit Palace, the holy land they once had.

"Hahaha......" Xiang Wentian laughed wildly and said heroically:

"The world is out of my generation,

As soon as the years of the rivers and lakes are urging;

The wind and rain come to repair the sky,

The avenue competes for opportunities;

The enemy has no one to retreat at present,

Kill the enemy's white bones on the battlefield;

Lifting a sword and riding a ghost rain,

The white bones are like mountain birds, and they are frightened;

Kill the heavens and kill all beings,

Just to look back and say no regrets".