Southern Wilderness, the main altar of the Demon Sect.

The Blood River Demon Lord was eating wine and food slowly, accompanied by the Blood River Elders.

At the cost of the destruction of the Blood God Dao, the Blood River Demon Lord was born, but he had no power under him. Blood River Dao values this point and takes the initiative to pull the relationship.

After all, everyone is a blood river lineage, and it is the inheritance of the old man of the blood river before he attained the Tao.

The Blood River Demon Lord had no objection to this group of bloodsucking insects that came over, and acquiesced in the Blood River to get closer to him, and accepted Fan Kong to rebuild the Blood Divine Dao, and then went to the Netherworld to include Wei Yanjie in the Blood Divine Dao.

Speaking of which, Wei Yanjie was lucky.

Because of the calamity of heaven and earth, the souls of other true demons were annihilated in the thunder and fire of heaven and earth, and they couldn't even go to the netherworld. On the contrary, it was Wei Yanjie, the guy who was killed by the same sect, who retained a wisp of demon soul, and turned to cultivate the Yin Demon Dao in the netherworld, becoming the half of the true demon left by the Blood God Dao.

"There's movement over there in the Immortal Road?"

After drinking a glass of wine, the Demon Lord looked up and asked the elders around him.

The four elders were all dressed in red, and one spoke: "Exactly." Changhou, the contemporary chief disciple of the True Martial Pavilion, led his disciples and fellow disciples to enter the Xuanji Demon Dao. ”

"His surname is Chang?" the Blood River Demon Lord looked stunned and smiled strangely: "This is a rare surname. His parents were also monks?"

"I heard that his father was the last descendant of a cultivation family, and he went mad and died. His mother was only a mortal, and she died shortly after giving birth to him. He grew up in the True Martial Pavilion since he was a child, and he can be regarded as a descendant of the True Martial Pavilion. ”

"Really?" The Blood River Demon Lord swiped his hand, and the blood light turned into a round mirror in front of him, illuminating the battle of the Xuanji Demon Dao.

The battle of the True Martial Pavilion was orderly, divided into twenty-eight teams to enter the Spirit Mountain, and then summoned all kinds of heavenly soldiers and generals. From a distance, all parts of Lingshan were shrouded in colorful immortal light, and the immortals summoned no less than 30,000 Yellow Fu Heavenly Soldiers.

Under the fierce attack of this group of immortals, Xuanji Demon Dao was not an opponent at all.

An elder said: "This is the Yellow Fu technique of today's Xuanmen, those heavenly soldiers ......."

"Purple Pole God Diagram. The Blood River Demon Lord was unimpressed: "I saw the Heavenly Soldiers of the Beidou Divine Court back then. I also saw that the other party had used this thing, and it was a trouble. Back then, the three Heavenly Star Daoist brothers were three-"

Thinking back on the past, the Demon Lord shook his head, unwilling to think about it.

"By the way, Yu Xuanji is really dead?"

Tianxing Daoren, Beidou Shenjun and Jade Xuanji were the famous Yuanshen monks of the Beidou Sect back then. Counting the time, maybe he has already preached, right?

"Dead. Before the Heavenly Star Daoist ascended, he killed Yu Xuanji with his own hands, and even those disciples of Jade Xuanji were reincarnated. ”

"Reincarnation, is it to re-enter the Beidou Sect, right?" the Blood River Demon Lord sneered: "Those people of the Beidou Sect are the best at the art of life and death, I don't know them yet?"

"But they didn't say anything about Xuanji Demon Dao, so they must have decided to give up?"

"Is it any wonder that Xuanji Demon Dao is so weak that he is bullied by a group of Jindan disciples?"

Now that the disciples of the True Martial Pavilion have taken action to exterminate the Xuanji Demon Dao, Changhou and Ren Hong have not made a move, and the two of them sit quietly in the Xuanyin Palace.

Suddenly, Changhou's body moved, and he slashed a sword at the void.

In the Demon Dao Mountain Gate, a Jindan Demon Cultivator was hiding in the dark, planning to sneak attack the disciples of the True Martial Pavilion. Unexpectedly, a sword slashed down in the sky, and the demon body was split in half on the spot.

Ren Hong glanced at Changhou, and also shot a shot at Mars, killing a monk close to Jia Yu.

"That strange power in these monks seems to be a star?" Changhou felt that the atmosphere was dull, and tried to talk to the "Lu Zhuan Dao Man", a man of few words.

Ren Hong bowed slightly: "I heard that the mountain gate of Xuanji Demon Dao was originally a crater, and there were meteorites falling from outside the sky. Jade Xuanji relied on this place to establish a mountain gate and ingest the Star Demon Yuan Magnetic Refining Method from meteorites. ”

This is the information that Ren Hong learned from the deduction of the Master Yuxu.

Originally, the Xuanji Demon Dao was also a serious immortal Dao system, but after mixing into the Demon Dao, he used the Star Demon Yuan Magnet to cooperate with the Demon Dao to refine the method and create another "Star Heaven Evil Dao", and there was also hope for enlightenment.

It's a pity that Yu Xuanji died early, and the disciples of the family have turned to the Beidou Sect, and this Star Demon Immortal Method was lost in the Xuanji Demon Dao.

Changhou: "I've heard of this, it seems that in recent years, the Beidou faction has also had a "Heavenly Star Sutra". ”

The two looked at each other and suddenly understood.

Presumably going around in circles, Yu Xuanji's Star Demon Sect has returned to the Beidou Sect.

"Right now, there are only three Spirit Fetal Cultivators in the Xuanji Demon Dao. I'll deal with one person later, can I ask Daoyou to help hold them down?"

"Drag?" Ren Hong shook his head: "I'll kill it directly." ”

......

"Teacher, the Xuanmen immortals are ruthless, should we try to go deep into the Southern Wilderness?"

In the Seven Star Hall in the center of the Xuanji Demon Dao, a group of silver-robed monks gathered together.

The most central Dao Master glanced at the corner of the blood mist, shook his head and said, "Let's go, where are we going?" Our Xuanji Immortal Sect is originally a sect of the Beidou Sect, and is not trusted by the Demon Sect. With the death of your teachers, we don't even have our own exercises. It's good now, Xuanmen really treats us as evil spirits. ”

Seeing the group of heavenly soldiers killing his own disciples, the Dao Master was distressed and a little sad.

Huang Fu immortal art, do not hurt the immortal family. But in the end, in the cognition of the Xuanmen Immortal Dao, are he and the others no longer immortals?

Back then, he broke away from the Beidou faction with his teachers and ancestors, and came to the Southern Wilderness to form his own line, wanting to compete with the Ancestral Court of the North.

But in the end, the master was beaten to death by the master uncle. The teachers also turned away, leaving only their three brothers and sisters to support themselves.

And now......

Looking at the blood mist in the corner, the Dao Lord was silent.

"Fifth Senior Brother, go and invite Third Senior Brother. Beside the Dao Master, the only elder persuaded: "Please let the third senior brother out of the customs, and the three of us will join forces to gather the people and leave together." Jiuzhou and eight wastelands are vast, and there is always a place for our Xuanji faction. ”

"It's a pity...... It's too late. The Dao Master smiled bitterly in his heart.

A few days ago, the Blood River had already sent people to come and cast a spell on all the disciples below the Jindan of the Xuanji Sect, forcing them to confront the True Martial Pavilion. Even for the sake of the vitality of these disciples, he can only bite the bullet and meet it.

"The third senior brother has been arranged by me, and he is preparing something, maybe we still have a chance to turn around. ”

The Taoist Lord looked at the heavenly soldiers on the mountain gate, and said in his heart: I'm sorry, everyone. It's not that I'm ruthless in the Xuanji Immortal Sect, since you don't regard us as the Xuanmen Immortal Family, then we can only fight to break the net.

The Blood River Demon Lord paid attention to the situation in the Seven Star Palace, turned his head and asked, "You have a blood plague curse?"

"Your Excellency is wise. We cast a spell on Xuanji Dao, as long as they dare to run, the blood plague curse can turn them into pus and blood in a few moments, and even use this spell to calculate the three spirit fetal monks. ”

Hehe...... Blood plague curse.

The Demon Lord's eyes were cold, and he thought of some dark past.

However, Yu Xuanji has a grudge against himself, his disciples were robbed, and the Demon Lord secretly said that he was happy, and he would not blame these Blood River Elders.

stared at the mirror for a while, and now that the Xuanji Demon Dao was retreating, it was no longer bearable.

"Go tell them and let them sell some more strength. Otherwise, even if my soul enters the netherworld, I will arrest them and throw them to the Enma Heavenly Palace to light the sky lanterns. ”

"Yes. The elders beckoned a disciple from outside to come in and ask him to summon him.

"Wait—" Seeing the disciple's face, the Blood River Demon Lord was suddenly startled and called out to the man. And said to several elders: "You go and arrange it yourself, and this kid stays." ”

Soon, the Blood River elders in the main hall left, leaving only the low-level disciple behind. Before leaving, several elders looked at him: You must meet all the requirements of the Demon Lord!

The young disciple turned pale and knelt on the ground tremblingly.

Seeing him kneeling on the ground, the Demon Lord frowned: "Get up first, come closer." ”

The disciple got up and walked forward step by step.

Coming to the jade steps, the Demon Lord looked at the young man's handsome face and suddenly asked, "What's your name?"

"Disciple Zhang Ziyan. ”

"Where?"

"This ...... The disciple does not know. Zhang Ziyan's face turned pale: "The disciple only has the memory of this half a year." According to the same door, it was found from a carriage that had been involved in an accident. ”

Zhang Ziyan was found by a disciple of the Blood River River from a carriage that had been shattered under a cliff. Originally, he planned to bring him back as a blood slave, but he was very good-looking, and an elder took pity on him and accepted him as a disciple.

And his root bone talent is also very good, teach a few words, you can immediately comprehend, in just half a year, you will have a fetal breath cultivation.

"Amnesia?"

The Blood River Demon Lord immediately thought of what the Blood River Sect did most often back then, erasing the worldly memories of his disciples so that he could control them.

Could it be that thousands of years have passed, and this rule has not changed?

"Well, since you have seen it, you can stay with me. ”

Boom –

In the mirror of the Demon Lord's evolution, he suddenly saw the Xuanji Spirit Mountain explode, billowing turbid gas gushing out from the ground, and countless sharp screams accompanied by black smoke and demon fog rushing out.

"It's fun, the show begins. ”