Divine Sect Bloodline!?

In the barren hills, the demonic energy that rushed to the sky emitted an ominous blood light, faintly dispersed, like invading the big star.

The strange [Red Sky Bronze Coffin] opened faintly, and in the blood-colored mist, a thin figure slowly walked out, and the terrifying aura caused the surrounding void to distort and deform.

Yinggou, the corpse turns into a demon, the supreme master of the Great Demon Secret Realm.

At the same time, he is also one of the seven disciples of the [Northern Demon Xuanzhuang].

"The predecessor of the master is actually the bloodline of the Divine Sect!?"

At this moment, Yinggou finally appeared, under the bright moonlight, there was a faint rune disillusionment at the center of his eyebrows, and his deep eyes were like an abyss, and there were unusual waves in the silence.

For any corpse demon, the past life is both the root and its greatest secret.

Yinggou never dreamed that his fierce reputation shocked the world that his master would have such a background.

"The transformation of the corpse into a demon is already a great creation, if it is not the bloodline of the Divine Sect, how can the corpse transform and obtain the great position of the demon immortal!?"

Mr. Meng lowered his voice, such a top secret was only known to the Daqian Imperial Family.

Therefore, among the eight great demon immortals in the world, only the relationship between [Beisha Xuanzhuang] and the imperial court is the most complicated.

Back then, the [Xuantian Dao Species] was born, and Emperor Qiandi even invited the [Northern Demon Xuanzhuang] to come to the capital in person to deal with the [White-clothed Sword Immortal].

"Divine Sect Bloodline...... Divine Sect bloodline...... That's the most powerful and mysterious bloodline in the world......" Ying Gou muttered softly, deep awe in her deep eyes.

Beisha Xuanzhuang is not only his master, but also the goal of his life.

"That's the supreme and noble being, and it should have been sleeping in the ground...... But more than 300 years ago, the black sword was born...... That madman stole the imperial tomb and dug up the body of the [Northern Demon Xuanzhuang] in his previous life......"

Mr. Dream spoke coldly and told a piece of the past.

Black Sword, this madman has no taboos, not only exhumed the body of the Divine Sect's bloodline, but even committed many heinous and indescribable sins against it.

"This madman...... He desecrated the bloodline of the Divine Sect. ”

"Damn...... What a damn ...... Ten thousand deaths are hard to redeem......" Yinggou's voice was as cold as frost.

At this moment, he finally knew why [Beisha Xuanzhuang] still had a grudge against the man who had been dead for three hundred years for a long time, and he seemed to have a great hatred.

"Yinggou, Beisha Xuanzhuang is one of the eight great demon immortals in the world, and among the seven great disciples under her sect, you are not the best...... But because of her bloodline in her previous life...... Your Highness Seventeen can make you the true master of Beibi Mountain......" Mr. Dream said in a deep voice.

"What does His Highness Seventeen want!?" Yinggou asked calmly.

"Repayment is a matter for the future, and now the top priority is to help you become the new master of Beibi Mountain...... You must know that this place is too important......" Mr. Yume's words had an undeniable majesty.

Yinggou's eyes were slightly gloomy, thoughtful, and he heard the sound outside the words.

"Master once said...... This dragon vein in Beibi Mountain used to be a real dragon vein, leading the mountains and rivers of the world......"

The true dragon vein will come out of the world.

It's a pity that the heavens and the earth have changed, the stars have shifted, and this true dragon vein has long been abandoned, even so, its existence still created a hundred thousand barren hills in the north.

"You're right, Beibi Mountain is extremely important, and it is still the most critical place in heaven and earth...... As early as a thousand years ago, His Majesty Shenzong once said that he would cause trouble in the world, and chaos would be born in the extreme north......"

"More than three hundred years ago, the madman of Black Sword once wanted to use the dragon veins of Beibi Mountain to create a [Lord of the North], reverse the luck of the north, and become the true master of this extreme north......"

Mr. Dream mentions a past.

The black sword is extremely powerful, he wants to activate the abandoned true dragon vein of Beibi Mountain, use the terrain of 100,000 barren hills, seize the heavenly creation, and create the true [Lord of Beibi]...... It's a pity that he failed.

On that day, the [Bottomless Pit] of Poison King Mountain was the intestine of the [Lord of the North], and even if it failed, it would still become a terrible monster over time.

It can be seen from this that if the black sword was successful back then, I am afraid that there will be more than one of the court's henchmen in ruins now.

"Are you saying that if I can inherit the North Mountain, I will have the opportunity to become the lord of the north!?" Yinggou was moved.

Beibi Mountain, is just a corner of the Demon Immortal Cave Mansion, one day, if the Northern Xuan Xuan Zombie Immortal Fall, it will be a flash in the pan, and there is no longer any deterrent for the imperial court.

But if you can really go further, occupy the luck of the north, and become the true master of this land, you can become a real overlord like a ruin, and survive forever.

"Then it depends on whether you have this life or not......"

Mr. Meng glanced at him and said in a deep voice: "I'll give you another shot, a few days ago, His Highness the Seventeenth asked [Shenji] to divinate a hexagram, and that person may have appeared on the land of the north......"

"In that way, great things can be done."

In front of the bronze coffin in the red sky, the thin figure was like a big demon, with a demonic aura, covering the bright moon, shaking the barren mountains and making the river silent.

At the same time, in the north of Liangzhou, a wasteland.

The night wind rose strongly, urging the black clouds, and a lonely figure stood in front of the deserted temple, and the corners of the clothes were embroidered with the mark of "turtle and snake".

"Hehe, mortal, enter the temple to see God, why don't you worship!?"

"Blasphemy is a great sin."

"Sinful karma cannot be eliminated, only sacrifice with your body!"

At this moment, a cold voice came from the ruined temple, mixed with some strange laughter.

"The temple is defeated and the spirits are defeated, and the land is barren and there are demons...... The ancients didn't deceive me. ”

The lonely figure did not retreat, but took off the hat on his head, revealing his fair and warm face.

"I'm not afraid to give you Grandpa Fox a meal."

Suddenly, the demonic wind suddenly rose, slamming the door of the ruined temple open, and shadows surged from the ruined temple, accompanied by a fishy smell, if ordinary people heard it, it only took a moment, and they would pass out on the spot.

"Extinguish!"

The lone figure stood still, its throat squirming slightly, and a strange syllable sounded.

In an instant, the syllable exploded, like a thunderbolt, endlessly, as if the power of heaven had descended.

"Ahhh......hhh You...... You are ......"

In an instant, the shadows let out a terrible scream, and in the surging storm, their distorted bodies showed deep fear, and with just one breath, their gods were gone, leaving only a few wisps of white hair, fluttering, and falling in front of the temple altar.

"Sin, sin, sin!"

The lonely figure whispered and walked into the ruined temple by itself.

The faint moonlight spilled into the temple through the cracks in the eaves, and he raised his eyebrows, but he saw a young girl curled up in the corner, her snow-white dress stained with dazzling blood.

At this moment, there was no fear on the girl's delicate face, she just stared straight at him and didn't say a word.

"Who are you, little girl? How is it here? ”

The simple question did not get the slightest response, but it can be seen that this is just an ordinary human girl, not a demon.

It's just that in this dark and windy wilderness, such an ordinary girl appears here, which is unusual in itself.

"My name is Tang Beixuan......"

As he spoke, Tang Beixuan walked up to the girl, took out a cold steamed bun from his bag, and handed it over.

"You follow me first."

The extremely ordinary girl glanced at the steamed bun, then at Tang Beixuan, nodded lightly, and took the steamed bun.

Seeing this, Tang Beixuan sat in the distance by himself, picked up dead wood branches, and lit a bonfire.

The light of the fire illuminates the barren and ruined temple, and it also brings some warmth.

"Where are you going?"

At that moment, the girl spoke, her voice soft and moving.

Tang Beixuan held the dead wood in his hand and stirred the bonfire, the beating fire reflected his face, but his deep gaze had been cast to the far north.

The corners of his lips lifted slightly, and only two words were spitted out.

"Beibei!"

……

The next day, the sun was shining, and noon had not yet arrived.

On the long and narrow mountain road, Li Mo and Gu Changan walked together and went to Jiufu Mountain.

"Nine Burial Mountain, that's the boundary of the northern vein...... The dojo of the disciples of the Northern Demon Xuanzhuang ......"

Gu Changan couldn't help frowning as he looked at the towering mountain peaks in the distance.

"You're hiding all the way, it's the ...... you're here for"

Speaking of this, Gu Changan's eyebrows almost wrinkled into the word "Sichuan".

"Lao Li, are you planning to defect?"

"Bah, bah, bah...... What nonsense? I haven't taken you back to the capital yet, why did you flee? Can you count on me to order something good? Li Mo said with a blank look.

"You...... It really doesn't look like a good person. ”

Gu Changan pursed his lips and said with some concern: "Don't you know where this is?" ”

"Of course I know, the dojo of the young corpse lord and the generals...... Those are all friends, and I will take you to recognize the door. ”

"Huh!?"

When Gu Changan heard this, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and then his expression became extremely strange: "When did you catch up with the disciple of the Northern Xuanzhuang?" ”

"The child has no mother, it's a long story."

Thundered......

As soon as Li Mo's words fell, a treacherous black qi rose from the depths of the [Nine Burial Mountain], and the terrifying atmosphere instantly overwhelmed thousands of miles, and the surrounding void collapsed.

The earth-shattering black air exuded a strong ominousness, as if it was about to bury everything in it.

"Something's wrong!?"

Bang......

The next moment, a familiar figure flew out of the black air.

The [Heavenly Remnant Hook] behind Xie Pipa glowed with a cold star-like luster, the blood at the corner of her mouth had not dried up, but a deep horror appeared on her pale face.

"I knew something was going to happen."

Li Mo stepped out and appeared behind the understanding pipa.

"The host ......"

Xie Pipa turned around and saw Li Mo, and couldn't help but shout.

"Black treachery is so hard to navigate!?" Li Mo's brows furrowed.

"He can't control this power...... It's almost crazy...... "Untie the pipa and bite the silver teeth."

The state of the general is really terrible, he seems to be firmly enslaved by this power, trapped in it, unable to extricate himself.

"Sure enough...... Nothing went as smoothly as expected......"

"Such weather...... Nine Burial Mountain can't be saved......"

Gu Changan stepped into the air, and his face was hard to see.

"I'll come......" Li Mo shook his head and whispered.

"The host ......"

Xie Pipa screamed softly, and couldn't help but show a worried look.

Airplanes......

At this moment, Li Mo waved his hand, and a sword light rose into the sky, like a yin and yang, and the qi seemed to shake the blue sky.

The seven-foot green peak shook the mountains and rivers, cutting through the east and west, and the surrounding void was actually giving rise to mysterious runes, like sharp changes, green lotuses blooming.

"Qingping Sword...... Li Mo's Holy Soldier ......"

Gu Changan's expression changed slightly, and there was a hint of awe in his eyes.

Every time he looked at this holy soldier, he had a different feeling, this sword seemed to contain an immortal edge, unlimited potential, earth-shattering.

Thundered......

As soon as Li Mo raised his hand, Qingping's sword came out, and the sword qi of the floating world was like a blue sky, and it suddenly suppressed the black qi in a radius of thousands of miles.

Every time he took a step, the black qi in the sky condensed, and in the end, the black qi covering a radius of thousands of miles finally condensed into a ball and disappeared into the Nine Burial Mountains.

"The master's strength is becoming more and more unfathomable."

Xie Pipa looked at Li Mo's falling figure, full of emotions, but he followed directly.

At this moment, the original cave of the Nine Burial Mountains had long been reduced to ruins, and the corpses of countless demons and ghosts were lying all over the mountain, and even the few survivors were wailing.

The general sat alone on the ruins, covered in blood, tired and embarrassed.

"Failed?"

Li Mo looked at him like this and walked over.

"Alas......"

The general shook his head, only to let out a feeble sigh.

"I knew something was going to go wrong...... Li Mo walked up to the general, flicked his fingers, and a wisp of true breath entered the other party's body.

The general's demonic aura was nourished, and his complexion eased a lot.

"Originally, I wanted to use the black earth to create a coffin...... It's a pity that I underestimated the terrible ...... of this thing"

"A coffin!?"

"Not bad...... general's nod.

"The cultivation path of corpse transformation into a demon is different from that of ordinary demons, and the coffin is not only the foundation of our existence, but also the opportunity for life and death transformation......"

The general said in a deep voice: "The master has transformed three times and cut off three corpses......

"Those three statues in the Hall of Life and Death!?"

At this moment, Gu Changan blurted out.

The general's eyes condensed slightly, and he looked at this familiar face.

"Is he your friend? I know quite a bit. ”

Li Mo sighed lightly, but cast an inquiring glance at the general.

He had heard that the [Hall of Life and Death] was the highest place in the North Mountain, and the person in control was a monster who was absolutely loyal to the North Demon Zombie, and even the selection of the successor this time was presided over by the [Hall of Life and Death].

"The three corpses that the master once cut off are now the masters of the [Hall of Life and Death]......"

"Her metamorphosis was carried out within the [Immortal Coffin]......"

"Therefore, the corpse turns into a demon, and the coffin will be refined......" the general said in a deep voice.

There are two coffins in the hall of life and death, one is the coffin that gathers the body of the [Beisha Xuanzhuang] in the previous life, called the [Old Coffin], because it involves the great secret of its previous life, so no one has ever really seen it.

The other is the world-famous demon fairy [Immortal Coffin].

"There are seven disciples under Shizun's sect, and each of them has created his own coffin." The general said in a deep voice.

Three corpses and nine coffins are a fixed number, and they are also the number of lives in the northern lineage.

"The rules set by the Hall of Life and Death, whoever has the natal coffin can enter the Hall of Life and Death and occupy the third [coffin], is the successor of Beibi Mountain." The general gritted his teeth and said.

He originally wanted to integrate the black earth into his natal coffin, but unfortunately failed.

"Where's your coffin? How come I haven't seen it? Li Mo asked.

"It's still a half-finished ......," the general said helplessly.

Among the seven disciples of the Northern Demon Xuanzhuang, his foundation is the shallow and his foundation is the weakest, so he has not really created his own natal Xuan coffin.

"What's the name of your coffin?" Li Mo asked casually.

"Nine Burial Coffins !!"

Speaking of this, the general sighed faintly: "Speaking of which, among the seven disciples, I have the least chance of winning, if I say who is most likely to occupy the third coffin, it should be the senior brother......

"The eldest disciple of the Northern Demon Xuanzhuang? What's the way? Li Mo asked.

"His name is Huang Quan!" The general's eyes froze slightly, and he mentioned the name.

(End of chapter)