In the west-central part of Luzhou, there is a rather large Fang City located in a small valley, and there are many immortal cultivators gathered in the depths of the Fang market, and these immortal cultivators are basically some low-strength scattered cultivators. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

These immortal cultivators were all looking at the scene ahead.

In front of me are two very magnificent attics, one is resplendent and splendid, the wall depicts human monks and all kinds of monsters confronting each other, and the other is dark, the wall depicts human monks fighting with a strange creature with black scales on its skin and very similar to humans.

In mid-air, there were six immortal cultivators in black robes, who were casting spells on the golden and brilliant attic, all kinds of black and yellow light flashed, and bursts of mana fluctuations came, which obviously made the profound mana of the monks in the foundation building period unconsciously hold their breath.

This is the foundation building period monk of the Demon Spirit Sect, he has experienced two sect wars, his strength is amazing, and he is ruthless, if these scattered cultivators accidentally offend a few people, they don't know how they died.

In the next half hour, the murals and exterior of the attic were changed beyond recognition, and became the same as the dark attic next to it.

In the end, these black-robed immortal cultivators cast spells again, merging the front halls of the two attics into one, and various earth attribute spells were used freely, forming a very magnificent gate.

Then the black-robed monk at the head flashed white light in his hand, and a large plaque appeared, and as soon as he raised his hand and pressed it forward, this plaque was fixed above the gate.

The three big characters of "Demon Spirit Pavilion" are printed on it, and at the same time, there is a bit of black light circulating on it.

Then the people below saw four of them, including the black-robed immortal cultivators, soar into the air and fly towards the east, leaving two rather young monks in front of the attic.

The two of them ignored the many scattered cultivators watching outside, and walked directly into the newly built Demon Spirit Pavilion.

Seeing the two black-robed men disappear at the entrance of the attic, many casual cultivators outside breathed a sigh of relief and chattered and discussed.

"Unexpectedly, during this period of time, the Demon Spirit Sect not only relied on several other factions to defeat the Shangqing Sect, but also destroyed the Yueyang Sect with ease. ”

"Yes, this Yueyang Sect is a gate sect with Yuan Infant Stage Cultivators in charge, how could it be destroyed by the Demon Spirit Sect so quickly. ”

An old man with a goatee and a black brocade robe said disdainfully: "What do you know, although the strength of the Yueyang Sect is not weak, but the strength of the Demon Spirit Sect is even stronger, I heard that there are four people in the Demon Spirit Sect just for the Yuan Infant Stage Cultivator!"

"What?"

"Four Infant Monks!"

The old man's words suddenly surprised the scattered cultivators around him, in their cognition, the Yuan Infant Cultivator was a land immortal-level figure, and there would actually be four in one sect.

The old man in brocade looked at the expressions of the people around him, and suddenly became a little proud, and continued: "Hehe, I have a son and nephew who is a disciple of the Demon Spirit Sect, who was promoted to the foundation building period some time ago, and also participated in the battle of exterminating the Yueyang Sect. ”

"A lot of inside information, I basically know a little bit about it. ”

At this moment, it seemed to have exploded, and several scattered cultivators around gathered and asked some questions.

Suddenly, the scattered cultivators around the old man in brocade clothes were squeezed away by a rather strong and ordinary-looking middle-aged man, the middle-aged man glanced at a few people around, slightly exuding the aura of the eleventh layer of qi refining, and arched his hand and said, "Everyone, let's go to the Qingfeng Pavilion on the side and talk again." ”

Then he said to the old man: "Old man, I have a few taels of Zijian tea here, why don't we go to the Qingfeng Pavilion on the side and taste it?"

As soon as the old man heard the "purple tip tea", his eyes were released, and he nodded again and again, and then the old man in brocade clothes and a dozen or so other immortal cultivators walked to the side.

Qingfeng Pavilion is actually a relatively large hexagonal pavilion, located in a small river in the valley of this Fang City, some distance from the shops in Fang City, quite clean, so there are often some immortal cultivators chatting here.

After a while, this group of scattered cultivators came to this place, and the mana in the hands of the middle-aged man before flashed, and a rattan chair made of cyan vines appeared in the middle of the pavilion.

Then he took out a dozen or so small teacups and a teapot, and at the same time took out a small paper bag, opened it and poured it into the teapot, and the monks around him saw it with their divine sense.

Inside this small paper bag were some purple pointed leaf-like tea leaves, and there was a faint aura on them, and then the middle-aged man released a few more spells, and after a while, the dozen or so teacups were filled with tea full of aura.

"You're welcome, try this tea first. ”

Hearing this, several monks around couldn't wait to pick up the teacups, taste the lilac tea one by one, feel some increased mana in their bodies, and they all smiled and relaxed.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man spoke: "A few fellow Daoists, in the lower Rong, heard about the limelight of the Shangqingmen War before, so they entered the deep mountains and closed the cave, for fear that this would be a war that would spread widely. ”

"My brother has some talisman making skills, and he didn't want to hide, so he went to Yueyang Zongfang City to sell low-level talismans, but as soon as I came out this time, I heard the news that Yueyang Sect was destroyed. ”

"I'm very worried about that brother, I wonder if this fellow Daoist can tell me about the situation of Yueyang Sect?"

As he spoke, the middle-aged man looked at the old man with a goatee, who had just finished a cup of tea with a somewhat satisfied expression.

Hearing the middle-aged man's words, the old man spoke: "It turns out to be Fang Daoyou, Daoyou don't have to worry, the Demon Spirit Sect is only dealing with the monks of Yueyang Sect." ”

"As far as I know, the Demon Spirit Sect only swept away the properties belonging to the Yueyang Sect in Yueyangfang City, and only arrested the disciples of the Yueyang Sect. ”

"But at this time, Yueyang Zongfang City was blocked by the people of the Demon Spirit Sect, and when the inside is cleared, the blockade will naturally be lifted, and then Fang Daoyou will be able to see your brother. ”

The middle-aged man nodded, and then spoke: "I just heard from the old gentleman that the Demon Spirit Sect easily destroyed the Yueyang Sect, I don't know if you can tell us about it." ”

As he spoke, the middle-aged man filled the old man with tea.

The old man took the tea, looked at the curious eyes of the monks around him, took a sip of tea, and said a little proudly: "My nephew will tell me a lot of things, Fang Daoyou is the right person." ”

"In other words, this Demon Spirit Sect is really powerful, and there are a lot of spies hidden in Yueyang Sect, and the Yueyang Sect's forbidden array is controlled, thus making Yueyang Sect a turtle in the urn. ”

"All the sects of the Wei Kingdom don't know the true strength of the Demon Spirit Sect, and they have more than two hundred foundation building stage monks, a dozen or so Yudan stage monks, and four Yuan Infant stage monks. ”

"With such a strong strength, it is easy to deal with a Yueyang Sect that has no way out and has suffered a great loss of vitality in the battle of Shangqingmen. ”