Beisha Xuanjian is one of the few existences among the [Eight Great Demon Immortals in the World] with many disciples.

The top powerhouses who have reached this height will generally not accept apprentices easily, just like the [White-clothed Sword Immortal], who has been in the world for five hundred years, and is still alone, with neither descendants nor heirs.

However, there are seven disciples under the Beisha Xuanzhuang Sect, all of whom are corpses and demons, which are rare and mortal.

"Huang Quan is the first disciple accepted by Shizun...... He has followed his master for more than a hundred years, and his cultivation has been earth-shattering......" the general said in a deep voice.

It is rumored that Huang Quan's cultivation has reached the peak of the [Great Demon Realm], comparable to the peak of the [True King] powerhouse.

It is important to know that once you enter the true breath, it is divided into nine realms, the lower three realms are [real people], the middle three realms are [true masters], and the upper three realms are [true kings].

The realm of Huangquan is comparable to the top existence in the True Breath.

"He also has a natal coffin!?" Gu Changan asked.

The general nodded: "The natal coffin forged by Huangquan is called [Sansheng Coffin]...... Forget the past life, don't ask about this life, destroy the next life, just seek a moment, the magic of the immortals ......"

At the mention of this rumored senior brother, there was a trace of awe and solemnity in the general's eyes.

Whether it was from the mouth of the same sect or from the other demons in Beibi Mountain, the [Yellow Spring] he had heard and known was undoubtedly the strongest existence.

He is also the brightest brilliance under the [Northern Evil Xuanzhuang] door.

Some people say that he is infinitely close to the great position of the demon immortal, if he takes that step, the northern vein will be incomparably gorgeous, a double immortal, rare to see in ancient times.

"The coffin of the third world...... It's a lot of courage......"

Li Mo's eyes were slightly condensed, and he subconsciously looked at the generals: "There is such a person on your head, I'm afraid you can't fight." ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone fell silent.

The Huang Quan in the mouth of the general is so powerful that it makes people desperate, at least all of you present now, one is counted as one, and no one can defeat this big demon comparable to the real king.

"He's been gone for more than ten years......"

The general pouted and said helplessly.

This is his luck, but it is also a kind of helplessness as a weak person, only by avoiding its edge, he can see the faint dawn.

"Gone!?"

More than ten years ago, he left Beibi Mountain to seek his own way...... At his level, the most coveted thing is naturally to take that last step......"

"It's a pity that this last step is not something that everyone can take, even if it's only a slight difference, but it's a world of difference."

The generals sighed faintly, the world has been unparalleled for nine hundred years, but there are only eight demon immortals.

"No wonder the 100,000 barren hills in the north have never heard of his name." Gu Changan couldn't help but say.

He has been in Qingchan City for so many years, but few people mention the name of Huangquan.

"I heard that he had a dream about an ancient city...... He felt that was his chance to become enlightened...... So he traveled the world, but he was looking for the opportunity in his dreams......" the general said lightly.

"Can dreams be accurate? Whoever dreams can become stronger...... Isn't that a dream! Li Mo said casually.

As soon as the words came out, he felt Gu Changan's faint gaze.

"That...... The strongest is not there, what about the others? Li Mo asked

"There are seven disciples under Shizun, and the strongest one is undoubtedly Huangquan, but the highest talent is the third senior brother."

"Underworld!?" Gu Changan's heart moved slightly, obviously he had heard of this name.

"Ten years ago, the one who died in [Little Mirror Lake]!?"

"You know ...... too"

The general glanced at Gu Changan deeply, and then nodded.

"Dead!?" Li Mo heard the clue and couldn't help but say.

"The third senior brother is extremely talented, he is the last, almost catching up with Huang Quan's pace, and he is also the most respected one among the many disciples......

At this point, a touch of happiness appeared on the general's face.

"It's a pity that although he is highly talented, he is also extremely arrogant, his eyes are above the top, and he does not put anyone in his eyes...... He was obsessed with swordsmanship, and the natal coffin he created was called [Kentsuka Coffin]......"

"It's so murderous and earth-shattering...... Ten years ago, he challenged that man......"

"That man!?" Li Mo's expression moved slightly, and a name was about to come out in his heart.

"The world's first sword ......"

"White-clothed Sword Immortal!"

"This ......"

Li Mo was stunned and couldn't help sighing: "Why can't he think about it so much!?" ”

"There will be rain in the madness of the heavens, and woe to the madness of the men...... Isn't this looking for death? Gu Changan couldn't help but say, he couldn't understand the demon immortal disciple who was known as the most talented.

"His heart for seeking the Tao has no hesitation, not to mention, at that time, this third senior brother was like the sky, and his qi was over a hundred generations, if he asked the way of the sword, he only felt that only the white-clothed sword immortal in the world could give him ......."

"Besides, he is a rising star, Shizun and the white-clothed sword fairy are both the eight demon immortals in the world, as a senior, I will cherish talents in the future, and it is impossible to kill the ......killer until the point is reached."

"The result!?" Li Mo asked curiously.

"As a result, he blocked the white-clothed sword immortal in [Xiaojing Lake], and before he could make a move, he was stunned to death by the other party!" The general sighed faintly.

"This ......"

"It is worthy of being a white-clothed sword fairy, the sword is lifeless, the world is vast, and there are no creatures that cannot be killed." Xie Pipa couldn't help but sigh.

Even if he is proud and has unparalleled talent, so what? That man is an existence standing at the pinnacle of the red dust of the world, and any talent in front of him is not as sharp as that sword!!

"The strongest boss is gone, and the third one is dead...... What about the others? Li Mo's face became a little strange.

"The sixth senior brother also disappeared two years ago, and I heard that he entered the East China Sea, so he disappeared......" said the general.

The six disciples of the Beisha Xuanzhuang Sect [Houqing], the natal Xuan coffin of refining and casting is called [Eclipse Sun Spirit Coffin], it is rumored that this coffin is extraordinary, it can destroy pure yang, and illuminate Taiyin, and specialize in cultivating the supreme corpse.

Because of this, Hou Qing's strength has always been quite mysterious, and he himself is unrestrained and profligate......

Before the generals entered, he was the youngest, and no one could control him except for the Northern Evil Xuanzhuang.

Many years ago, Hou Qing left Beibi Mountain and entered the East China Sea alone, and has not been heard from since.

"This ......"

"The eldest is gone, the third is dead, and the sixth is missing......" Li Mo muttered: "So there are not a few left!" ”

"The second senior brother [Wu Jun] accompanies the master all the year round, he is the most low-key, he has no quarrel with the world, and he doesn't seem to have any intention of seizing the throne." The general said in a condensed voice.

"Only the fourth senior brother [Yinggou] is the most domineering, he acts arrogantly, and he is determined to win the position of the north."

There is no doubt that the fourth Yinggou is the biggest obstacle to his inheritance of the north.

"Where's the fifth!?" Gu Changan asked.

"The fifth senior sister [Ghost Mother] is the only woman, and the natal coffin she refined is called [Ten Thousand Ghost Dragon Coffin]......"

Speaking of this, the minister's eyes condensed lightly, and his calm face showed abnormal fluctuations.

The ghost mother has taken a very different path from others.

The corpse turns into a demon, and the key to cultivation lies in refining the corpse, and everyone's method is different.

The ghost mother is very special, she has no soul in her body, and she only becomes a corpse.

But she found another way, using the ghost ghost as a big medicine, refining the corpse, turning yin and yang, and achieving immeasurable success.

"Ten Thousand Ghost Dragon Coffin ......" Li Mo muttered softly, thoughtful.

"The fifth senior sister is deeply loved by the teacher, and she once retreated and gave guidance...... After breaking the level, she comprehended the topography of the 100,000 barren hills in the north, picked all the ghosts as great medicine, and used her body to shine on the dragon veins to refine and cast the [Ten Thousand Ghosts Dragon Coffin]......"

"This treasure has actually taken the essence of the Northern Polar Yin Dragon Vein...... Therefore, although the fifth senior sister has a low reputation and rarely shows up, her strength is beyond doubt......

The general's brows furrowed slightly, paused slightly, and continued: "Moreover, her current dojo is given by her master, named [Mangdang Mountain], and it is rumored that the master fused the treacherous soil in this mountain and cultivated the corpse. ”

At this point, the general's words came to an abrupt end, he had also visited [Mangdang Mountain] before, and wanted to ask him, the fifth senior sister, for a place to live in retreat and refine the [Nine Burial Coffins], but unfortunately, he didn't even see anyone, and directly ate the closed door.

Come to think of it, this fifth senior sister has a withdrawn personality and has always lived in a simple place, not to mention that he has just entered the wall, even if the other senior brothers have little contact with him.

"Mangdang Mountain...... If you are there, are you sure that you will refine the [Nine Burial Coffins]? Li Mo asked.

"That place is very extraordinary, the last time I visited, I was already faintly aware that if I melted the [Falling Soul Banner] and fused the black earth, it was possible to refine it into the [Nine Burial Coffins]." The general said in a deep voice.

His [Fallen Soul Banner] was already among the holy soldiers, and if he took advantage of the terrain of [Mangdang Mountain], it was possible to integrate it into the [Nine Burial Coffins], devour the black earth, and forge a new holy soldier.

At that time, the general's [Nine Burial Coffins] will have the qualifications to compete for the third coffin position in the Hall of Life and Death.

"Then we'll go." Li Mo got up and said.

"I'm afraid it won't work, the fifth senior sister won't agree......" the general hesitated.

"You see it's like this......"

"If you refine the [Nine Burial Coffins] and become the new owner of the Northern Barren Hill, Mangdang Mountain is also yours, and now we are just going to use our own things in advance, right?"

"This ......"

"Besides, it's not that we don't return it when we run out, but we leave our own things to your senior sister, such a high wind and bright festival, she should kneel three times and knock nine times, and be grateful to Dade."

"This ......"

Everyone looked at each other, and they were speechless for a while.

"That makes sense!"

"Can't refute!"

"Okay!"

In the end, the general could only nod helplessly, with Li Mo here, he also had some confidence.

"Little scorpion, you go back and gather people for me and fence up Mangdang Mountain for me."

Li Mo was ruthless, raised soldiers for a thousand days, and used them for a while.

Wang Jiu, Kui Gang, Zhu Gang, Ji Tianqi, Red Lotus Boy...... These demons have been raised for such a long time, and it's time to use them.

In this battle for the North Mountain, he is bound to win.

……

At noon, the sun was poisoning.

The sky above Mangdang Mountain is cloudy and cloudy, the mountain wind is cold, and the tombs on the mountain are a hundred times better than the eastern suburbs of the capital on that day.

It is rumored that there are 100,000 barren hills in the north, and there are the most mausoleums in Mangdang Mountain, so the yin and evil atmosphere in this place is also the strongest.

On weekdays, even those powerful tomb robbers don't dare to set foot in half a minute, and Gu Changan's [Is He Dead] has never carried out his business here.

"The immortal trail of the master is undecided, and I am afraid that this northern barren hill is about to change the sky."

In the depths of Mangdang Mountain, a gust of wind stirred, and thousands of ghosts and shadows were heavy, like an emperor's crown guarding behind a shadow.

The next moment, a bright and moving woman walked out of the mountain, stood on the side of the abyss, watched the sky change, and her enchanting eyes shone with a luster of lustre.

"Master, with your prestige, you are fully able to inherit the mantle of the [Zombie Lord] and enter the ...... of Beibi Mountain."

At this moment, a woman in a green dress walked by, and the demonic aura around her body was like a cloud of flames, glowing with a faint green luster.

"Green robe, you have followed me for so many years, you should know my temper...... There are 100,000 barren hills in the north, and the only one who is qualified to inherit the mantle of the master is the senior brother ...... "Ghost Mother cuts the railway."

"But the eldest master has traveled all over the world, and Ping's whereabouts are difficult to determine, and now he ......" The green robe hesitated slightly, and wanted to persuade.

"Have the people sent out have returned?" The ghost mother looked motionless and asked.

"Not yet...... However, the people who sent it out said that at the end of the year before the year, the eldest lord seemed to have appeared near the capital......" The green robe whispered.

"Beijing!?" When the ghost mother heard this, her brows couldn't help frowning.

"That's a place of right and wrong, what is he going to do there?"

"The eldest master must be looking for the opportunity in his dreams." The green robe whispered.

Huang Quan, a disciple of Beibi Mountain, once had a dream, the capital city he saw in the dream was unprecedented, he woke up and realized that it must be a chance, and he left the barren hills in Beipi from then on, and he was uncertain.

"Maybe he's really crazy......" The ghost mother's eyes were deep, and the words of Huang Quan when he left that day sounded.

"The Palace of the Six Heavens of Ghosts and Gods, the Capital of the Nine Shadows and the Netherworld......"

"How can there be such an ancient city in this world......"

The ghost mother couldn't help but sigh, and there was more in her enchanting eyes, but she was helpless.

If Huangquan hadn't left, the dead hadn't died, or Hou Qing was still there, there would be no such confusion in Beibi Mountain today.

With the rest of the straw bales, I also want to enter the North Mountain!?

"It's a joke!"

"Master, the Seventh Master seems to be ambitious......"

The green robe remembered the visit of the generals not long ago, and couldn't help but remind.

"The little one? How long has he been on the wall? No, no. The ghost mother sneered, she never took that little junior brother in her eyes from beginning to end.

Thundered......

At this moment, a violent wave came from outside the mountain, and the clouds in the sky were terrifying, like thunder and tremors, intimidating the world.

In a trance, a banner broke through the void and swayed layers of waves.

"Huh!?"

The ghost mother looked at the vision in the sky, her brows furrowed slightly, revealing a cold look.

"Fifth Senior Sister, the generals hang their flags to worship, and please open the door of convenience!!"

In an instant, a burst of macro sound rolled, coming from the sky, enveloping the vast power, and suddenly showing boundless momentum.

"He dares to press the mountain gate with open fire!? I'm underestimating him. ”

The ghost mother's eyes trembled slightly, but a touch of shock and calm appeared on her cold and stunning face.