"Holy Master?"

Naturally, the Sect Master would not forget this legend of the Demon Dao that was born eight years ago.

In fact, it is rumored that the reason why the Holy Master is a teacher is because he intersects with several figures at the level of the Demon Gate Ancestors, which has benefited these ancestors a lot, and they all faintly have a sense of breakthrough.

In addition, he has created some peerless demons among the younger generation of the Demon Gate.

Some of these demons are in the light, and some are in the dark.

In Ming, he often has a strong identity and can't move, such as Bai Yueying, the "Heavenly Maiden" who controlled the [Blood Qi Tianluo], and the "Sword Ghost" coffin Qicai who created the [Ice Coffin Sword].

No one knew who they were, and there were a few of them, so there was no way to move.

But without exception, these people are in control of the long-lost mastery of the Demon Gate, and in the future, they will become the Demon Dao giants of the Shu Kingdom.

What's more, this group of demons of the younger generation who have been enlightened and taught all regard themselves as "disciples of holy masters".

The recognition of the ancestors, the pursuit of a group of young forces with terrifying potential, coupled with the unfathomable strength of the holy master himself, has established his name as a holy master.

Phantom Mountain Shen is the ancestor of the Hidden Demon Sect, and he is also a good friend of the Holy Master, but because this ancestor has a sense of breakthrough, he is going north to seek an opportunity to break through.

The black shadow of Luozi is naturally the sect master of the Hidden Demon Sect: Ji Qianling.

And the strong man who wanted to enjoy Xia's invincible delicate body was the elder of the Hidden Demon Sect: the Golden Iron Urn.

The location of the Hidden Demon Sect is a complete mystery to the people in the rivers and lakes.

Including its geographical location, its numbers, its power, the chess pieces that infiltrated the imperial court and even the righteous path, no one knows...

But its famous name is printed in the annals of history, going back hundreds of years, no war disaster has been missing this case.

Even, it was recorded that the Hidden Demon Sect once sent five thousand black-armored demon soldiers who were not afraid of death and were invulnerable to sword and spear to rush into the battlefield, directly completing a reversal and completing a massacre of the righteous path and the imperial court at that time.

No matter how strong the individual strength is, after all, it will stop before the military formation, just because the army in this world is not an army composed of ordinary people.

The military posture and formation are not a simple spatial arrangement, but a great mystery is hidden inside.

This is especially evident on the battlefield of nations.

Ji Qianling glanced at the chess game that had been almost completed by the palace, frowned and muttered: "The Holy Master has disappeared for two years, what is he going to do at this time?"

He tapped his fingers on the chess table, and when he saw that the Demon Gate elite not far away was still waiting for him to reply, he stretched out his hands, laughed, and immediately said in a deep voice: "The Holy Master is a big man in my Demon Gate, and it is naturally a happy event for him to visit my Hidden Demon Sect!"

Command to go down and feast!

Feast!!

I will personally feast on the Holy Master!!"

With that, he waved his white robe and stepped out of the door of the silent room.

Behind him, Jin Tie Urn followed with a look of contempt in his eyes.

If it weren't for the admiration of a few ancestors, and if it weren't for the support of a group of rising stars, your holy master would be a living treasure, hum!!

The Golden Iron Urn was closely following Sect Master Ji, so he also knew some secret plans...

For example, there are higher-level bigwigs who have been eyeing the Holy Master, and now they are trying to find out the depth of the Holy Master, no, after searching for more than a year, they have not found anyone, and now they have appeared by themselves.

If the foundation is shallow and there is no background, then why not leave such a person behind?

After all, he had a lot of secret books hidden in his stomach.

Interesting, interesting~~~

Hey...

The corners of the golden iron urn's lips grinned, revealing the white teeth of Sen Ran, he hung his head and followed the sect master who was a head shorter than him, the muscles of his whole body were tense like bowstrings, and a faint black gas lingered on a pair of clenched fists, as if he could explode everything and push everything horizontally.

As he walked out of the ashram, a beastly shadow fell on the ground in the autumn sun.

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...

The sunshine, in autumn, is a little bleak, like the withered flowers on the roadside.

But if there is withering, there will be new life, and even in the cold winter, there will be white plums.

Xia Wushu pulled his long hair, and the tips of his hair exuded a faint fragrance of white plum.

She's waiting.

She has already submitted the application for "searching the Prince's Mansion" to her boss, Shaofu.

Shaofu went to the palace.

Now, she is waiting outside the palace for approval, and I believe there will be news soon.

She was carrying a Mo knife on her back and stood outside the palace gate, with two rows of embroidered flowers behind her.

When this kind of saber-rattling and atmosphere is not ordinary, she will think of the only male in the Xia family-Xia Xuan, who is related to her by blood and has a similar age, and her heart will be heartily relaxed and more determined.

She's going to guard it all.

If the younger brother really doesn't learn and can't change, then let her protect this can't learn and can't change.

Therefore, in this step-by-step frightening killing game, life and death game, she can't be defeated, and she can't die.

She's not alone.

She narrowed her eyes slightly, her apricot eyes were full of anger, revealing a more autumnal slaughter.

The terrifying intuition made her feel that everything was not so simple, as if a large net was slowly falling from the sky, as if there was a blurred giant shadow in the sky, and she was just a white child on this chessboard.

Where the general trend is, where the truth is, she can only know if she goes step by step.

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Ji Qianling was dressed in white, elegant and elegant, with a smile on his face.

The golden iron urn behind him was dressed in gray, almost bursting by the bullying's horizontal practice.

On both sides, there are the elders of the Hidden Demon Sect who are still in the Hidden Demon Sect at this time, there are men and women, old and young, some have smiling faces, some have crying faces, some are full of evil spirits, and some are silent.

Further back, there are two thousand demons from the headquarters of the Hidden Demon Sect.

In the distance, the maids and servants of the Hidden Demon Sect were preparing a lavish feast, and many charming dancers had already begun to put on makeup and change clothes, ready to perform songs and dances at the subsequent banquet.

This big array like a net, such a grand array, is to greet the person who is climbing the mountain at this time.

Brush!!

Brush!!

Brush!!

The figure was unimaginably fast, and unimaginably slow.

He was dressed in a gray-gold robe and wore a simple bronze ghost mask on his face, and he was climbing the stairs.

He is so fast, like thunder and lightning,

And raising hands and feet is like an old man's walk after dinner, slow as a snail crawling,

This kind of contradiction in time and space makes people feel stuffy in their chests just by looking at it, and it is very torturous.

As he approached, everyone in the Hidden Demon Sect also saw the appearance of the person who came...

Although it is through the ghost face, you can still see his pupils, which are a pair of eyes like the sun shining on the earth, and the spiritual power hidden in them makes people unable to look directly at all, and those who have a slightly weak will will lose their fighting spirit at just one glance.

And even the officials of the Hidden Demon Sect only felt that in front of this person, the clothes on his body did not play a role in covering his body at all, as if the inside and outside of his body were completely naked under his sight, and he couldn't help but feel afraid.

The black hair exposed by the person who came to the ghost face, like the fire of the wolf smoke, flew and danced wildly above his head, and the demonic energy emanating from his body was like a circle of black waves, coming with the wind from afar.

By the time he settled in the mountain gate of the Hidden Demon Sect, the terrifying momentum had already stirred out.

The person who came was Xia Xuan.

The moment he stood still, except for Ji Qianling and the Golden Iron Urn, all the other people from the Hidden Demon Sect retreated one after another, as if they couldn't bear his majestic spirit at all, and the slightly weaker demon disciples had a sweet throat, and couldn't help but blood gushing out.

Xia Xuan looked at the two who had never retreated, and said lightly: "It's okay." ”