Pure Yang Sect, the founder of the ancestor of the Pure Yang Zhen Lu Dongbin, flew to the immortal realm a hundred years ago, and now the master is his disciple Sun Zhengyangzi, who has reached the peak of cultivation in his life, and is only one step away from flying to the immortal realm and achieving the position of immortals.

On this day, Zhengyangzi had a premonition that the day of ascension was approaching, and he planned to select a candidate for the head of the sect and inherit the position of the head of the sect, but fortunately, after he ascended to the immortal realm, the Pure Yang Sect continued to be inherited.

Suddenly, a huge demon cloud flew from the sky, and in the blink of an eye, it covered the sky over the entire Pure Yang Sect, covering the sky and the sun.

Feeling something, Zhengyangzi led his disciples to fly out of the sect and looked at the demon clouds in the sky.

I saw that above the black clouds covered by demonic energy, dozens of demon clans with different shapes and momentum stood in the clouds, staring bloodthirstily at the pure yang disciples below.

The leader was a burly, black-haired boar demon with a burly body, and the aura on his body was unfathomable, which made Zhengyangzi frightened.

"A group of demon clans, it seems that my Pure Yang Sect is in a catastrophe today. ”

After feeling the strong aura emanating from Zhu Ganglie and a group of monsters, Zhengyangzi's face changed, and he whispered to the disciples behind him:

"Later, the teacher will blow up the dantian for you for a while, and wait for each to run for your life, if you can escape with your life, it depends on your own chance. ”

Zhengyangzi's voice carried a hint of loneliness, he didn't expect that he was about to ascend to the immortal realm, but he ushered in a catastrophe, not only forced himself to blow up his dantian, but even the inheritance of the sect was broken, and he was really shameless to face the ancestors.

"I don't know what a few demon clan seniors have to do when they come to my Pure Yang Sect, my Pure Yang Sect practices in seclusion, and there is no dispute with the world, and there is no place to offend your demon clan seniors. ”

Zheng Yangzi asked in a low tone, with a glimmer of hope in his eyes, hoping that this group of demon clans would let go of the Pure Yang Sect.

"Hey, Wu Na Lao Dao, this is Zhu Ganglie, the king of our demon world, and now he has taken a fancy to your blessed land and came to ask for it. ”

Although the cultivation of Ben Bo Erba is not as high as this Zhengyangzi, he is not inferior to others in terms of momentum, pointing at the harpoon in his hand, and domineering.

After hearing Ben Bo Erba's request, Zhengyangzi frowned, this sect blessed land was inherited by the ancestral master, how can there be a reason for dogs to give it up, this group of demon clans is too bullying.

"Demon clan seniors, this Pure Yang Sect is the foundation passed down by the younger ancestors, if you give it up, the younger generations will have no shame to face the ancestors! My Pure Yang Ancestor has soared to the immortal realm a hundred years ago and achieved the position of an immortal, and I also ask all the seniors to let go of my Pure Yang Sect for the sake of the ancestors, and the younger generations are willing to offer half of the family business of the Pure Yang Sect to honor you. ”

Zhengyangzi told the fact that his ancestor had become an immortal, hoping that this group of demon clans would be able to cast a rat trap and not embarrass the Pure Yang Sect.

"Kill them all, not a single one. ”

Zhu Ganglie didn't want to waste time, so he listened to Zhengyangzi's rambling a lot, and Han Sheng commanded the demons under him.

After hearing Zhu Ganglie's command, a trace of excitement flashed in the eyes of the demons, this mortal has eaten a lot, this monk really hasn't eaten a few demons, all of them screamed, and each used his means to pounce on the disciples of the Pure Yang Sect below, like a hungry tiger pounced.

The group of monsters subdued by Zhu Ganglie's subordinates are all in the Spirit Demon Realm with the lowest cultivation, and the highest is already in the Seven-Star Demon King Realm, which is equivalent to the Xuan Immortal Realm.

In less than a moment, more than a thousand high-level cultivators of the Pure Yang Sect, including Zhengyangzi, were all swallowed up by the demon clan under Zhu Ganglie's hands.

This Pure Yang Sect occupies a good place, the mountains and rivers are beautiful, the aura is compelling, there is a river at the foot of the mountain, it is worthy of being the best cave blessed land, this river makes the water monsters such as Rushing Erba very happy, and immediately jumped into the river to play, and the fun is not with pleasure.

After looking at the entire cave heaven blessed land, Zhu Ganglie began to plan his demon hall in his mind, summoned all the demons, and instructed the demons to go to the nearby immortal sect, capture the human monks and come back as servants, build a large hall, and build a water mansion in the river in front of the blessed land.

Anyway, Zhu Ganglie's intention is to build a majestic palace group, and each demon clan under his hand must get one, and the planning of this palace group must cover at least a range of thousands of miles, and if it can't live in the future, it will be expanded.

After hearing Zhu Ganglie's plan, the demons were immediately excited, although the demons were very strong, but they lived in extremely simple places, basically all caves, and there was no decoration, at most, they were transformed with demon power, but they were not real objects, they were used to deceive those mortals with naked eyes.

Now listen to the meaning of his own king, this is really to build a demon country, each big demon has its own exclusive palace, how can this not make the demons excited, all of them are full of energy, Zhu Ganglie is happy and convinced, according to Zhu Ganglie's requirements, they are scattered nearby, slaughtering the city, arresting the human monks, and the immortal cultivation sects within a radius of 100,000 miles have all been wiped out, becoming a Jedi, all of them have been captured as slaves by the demon clan under Zhu Ganglie's hands, and the demon hall has been built.

Seeing such a momentum, the nearby demon clans came to vote one after another, and this was a good time for the demon clan to flourish.

Fortunately, it was the monks who caught it, and the speed of digging stones was much faster than that of mortals, and in less than three years, a large palace group covering a radius of thousands of miles was slowly formed, surrounded by mountains and rivers, located in the mountains, magnificent.

As for the 100,000 free laborers that were captured, they were naturally exterminated by all the demons and swallowed into their stomachs.

Now under Zhu Ganglie's subordinates, in addition to the fifty-eight demon generals above the Spirit Demon Realm, there are also 50,000 demon clan demon soldiers who have been recruited, all of whom are all kinds of demon clans who have come to join nearby, entrenched near this newly built demon domain.

Looking at the majestic palace in front of them, all the demon generals asked one after another:

"King, we have to have a domineering name, otherwise we can't just call it Demon Sect! And the name of the king, we have to think about it. ”

"I'm right to Brother Benboerba, there must be a loud name. ”

The demons will echo each other, and you and I will talk about it one by one.

Hearing this, Zhu Ganglie fell into a deep thought, recalling the inheritance of the Holy Jue Demon Sect when he was a little wild boar demon, and it stands to reason that he is the inheritor of the Holy Jue Demon Sect and is in charge.

Thinking of this, Zhu Ganglie made the Shengjue Prison Spirit Pagoda in his hand bigger and placed it on a mountain peak to facilitate the cultivation of the major demon generals, after all, one day in the outside world is equivalent to ten days in the tower, and the improvement of ordinary demon clans is still very great.

"Now our power is still small, and we can't be called the demon realm, nor is it a demon country, let's call it the Shengjue Demon Sect! As for the name of a certain one, it is called the Great Sage Zhu Ganglie. ”

Hearing this, all the demon generals praised this as a good name, domineering and elegant.

However, Zhu Ganglie always felt that there was something missing here, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, isn't this a little less forbidden formation? Without the Protector Temple, the Great Array of Protectors, any spell, a blade can destroy this Saint Jue Demon Sect, wouldn't it be a waste of work.

Thinking of this, Zhu Ganglie instructed all the demons who knew how to prohibit the formation to quickly put a powerful forbidden array on the more than 100 palaces in the Shengjue Demon Sect, anyway, the resources were robbed so much, and he was not afraid that he would not be enough.

After instructing the demons to do something, Zhu Ganglie stopped caring about it and lived in the highest hall of the Holy Jue Demon Sect.

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