Huai Zhou Dynasty, Hanging Moon Peak Dojo, surrounded by mist and mist, among the clouds, there is a bright light blooming, but it makes the people palpitate, it is said that this bright glow has a lot to do with Su Mu Sha, this method originates from the secret method that the Ziyan Sect once inherited, called "Purple Moon Escape World Cave Penetrating the Great Thousand Xiaguang", which is the root part of the reincarnation Tao.

After being exchanged for "Yin Void Thunder Pupil" by Cang Junzi back then, the master taught this method to complete the pass part of his own reincarnation path.

It is said that the master is also a pedantic celestial, out of a different way, now in the glow, contains the power of the penetration, but also contains the rhyme of reincarnation, it is rumored that the ancient life died, walked into the underworld, and walked on the last pass of the reincarnation road, which is the mirror of sin.

Now that the underworld is withering, there is no god to supervise the rules of reincarnation, and now there is really a wisp of the true meaning of the rules of reincarnation attached to the mirror of sin, evolving in the mist and glow of this side, even if it is an ordinary infant and old monster, if it does not break into it, it is immortal, and it has to take off a layer of skin.

It's a pity that this wisp of Dao rhyme is too profound, and it involves part of the root of the reincarnation Dao, even if he is in charge of Cang Junzi, he is only barely connected with Dao Yun, but he can't use it to the point of commanding him, otherwise with such a big killing weapon, he can almost be invincible in the world.

In the clouds, visions rise, ancient portals seem to open in the clouds, livestock roam among them, and strange and indescribable figures, or holy as heavenly beings, or fierce and enchanting.

Many figures have already disappeared from the world with the ancient catastrophe and the withering of the end of the Dharma era, among which there are legendary celestials, Shura and the like, this kind of creature is blessed, and there are gods or Dao fruits born in the soul light, all of which are powerful existences in the ancient underworld.

Now these visions have manifested in the depths of the clouds and mist, turning into natural prohibitions, forbidding the void of the place, and suppressing the monstrous fortunes of the Demon Dao Alliance.

Except for Cang Junzi, whoever comes here, all his cultivation, he will lose two or three points, and he will not have the peak combat power.

Su Musha stood in the clouds, looking at the monstrous clouds for a long time, before he suddenly withdrew his gaze.

This is the essence of a sect, with such an existence as the head of the sect, the Hanging Moon Demon Sect shows the confidence of the leader of the Demon Dao, and the courage of the alliance sects.

Chu Han and the others were no longer by Su Musha's side.

When the sects came to the court, the grand scene was left by them to the juniors of the Jiedan realm, and they had already stepped into the dojo and gathered first.

Time is like a long river of years, the tide rises and falls, and the waves lap against the subtle traces left by the previous wave.

Everyone has such a hunch, this is the end of the unification of their generation, the bureau of the gods is the most prosperous ending of their group of primordial infant old monsters, at the end, these Taoists, the vast majority of people will enter the realm of primordial infants, and continue to carry the top sects, just like them thousands of years ago.

As for themselves, perhaps in the final glory of the Divine Bureau, they have stepped into the realm of the Divine Dao Monarch and escaped the red dust for nine thousand years.

The latter ended in madness, leaving only a spiritual position in the sect, an ancient book of sages, and a piece of loess.

Sighing, Su curtain descended into the clouds.

Behind him, there were all the cultivators following, and behind them, there were 100,000 soldiers of the ruins, the evil qi condensed together, with a killing intent that rushed into the sky, and even many primordial old monsters in the dojo were frightened and solemn.

What's even more terrifying is that as these Dao Ruins soldiers get closer and closer to Yunxia, the Dao Yun that belongs to the Netherworld Mansion is actually hooked together, and there are shouts of killing in the clouds, such as Hong Zhong Da Lu, deafening!

Outside the clouds, many Demon Sect Daozi with the forces behind them all stopped at this moment, and the bustling crowd gradually separated a long passage.

In the past hundred years, Su Musha's prestige has already spread throughout the entire Southern Regions, and no one knows that the Hanging Moon Demon Sect has produced a moody and ruthless person!

"I've seen Senior Brother Mei Danzi. ”

"Senior brother, please. ”

"Senior Brother Meidan!"

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There is no shortage of people who are in the late stage of the Yudan, and even the Taoists at the peak of the Yudan, but they are all respectful at the moment.

Even if he knew that these people were not only because of their prestige, but also because of the peak of the Hanging Moon Demon Sect behind them, they would make this gesture.

But when Su Musha walked through the crowd with a cold expression, there was still an indescribable emotion surging wildly in his heart.

A hundred years of wind and frost, a little grudge, a little thought, after all, it is all a small road.

For the devil's life, not for everyone to shout and fight, not for the sake of hugging the head of the rat.

Daozi bent his waist, and the fairy smiled.

If so, you are the real devil!

At the end of the crowd, the Daozi of the Hanging Moon Peak, and the Qiangzi were standing at the entrance of the dojo, which was originally to welcome the Daozi of various sects to highlight the etiquette of the landlord.

In today's situation, it is a bit like he is deliberately waiting for Su Mushu.

Su Mu covered the dragon and walked in a tiger step, and all the cultivators behind him had a terrifying aura flowing on their bodies, and they had already walked in front of Zhu Zi in only two or three steps.

The 100,000 ruins behind him turned into a streamer of light and fell into Su Musha's hand, forming a purple and black bracelet.

"Senior brother. ”

Bow your hand, speak.

In Su Musha's expression, he owed even the slightest respect.

He frowned, but after a while, he still reluctantly smiled and turned sideways.

"Senior brother go in, junior brother and sister have been here for a long time. ”

Su Musha nodded, and the Xuanlong Guan cultivators rushed in, and he didn't say a word to the Xuanlong Sect anymore, as if there was no such person in front of him, and he didn't even owe the eyes that looked at him.

In such a situation, there was a nameless anger in his heart, but in the end, he had to watch Su Mu walk into the dojo with a gloomy face.

From beginning to end, Zhu Luozi was in a very embarrassing position among the nine sons of the Hanging Moon Demon Sect, not to mention Yun Wanzhu, it was the later rising stars Xuan Yuzi and Mei Danzi, whose reputation in the Southern Regions was far greater than that of Su Musha.

In particular, Su Musha made several ruthless shots, completely spreading his prestige.

Many times, the rest of the sect monks mentioned this generation of Daozi of the Hanging Moon Demon Sect, and only mentioned the two of them, Meng Danzi and Yun Wanzhu, but rarely mentioned Zhu Zhuzi.

If ordinary people, even if they are high or low, they will accept their fate like this, and they are the apprentices of Cang Junzi and the successor of the future sect.

The master has been overwhelming the Southern Regions for thousands of years, and the uncles are not left behind, and the younger brothers and sisters of the same sect have made a name for themselves by taking advantage of the situation of the gods.

He came to him alone, but he was not seen by everyone.

How can the heart be calm?

I thought that this alliance between the sects, relying on the geographical convenience, I could have a chance to rise to fame, but who knew that at the beginning, it was such a situation and situation.

There was a sneer from the crowd.

The Zodiac turned around, his face had regained his calm, and a pair of eyes slowly swept through the crowd, but the noisy conversations gradually weakened, and finally there was no noise outside the dojo, it was as quiet and dead as a hell.

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Endless wilderness, thousands of miles of dry land, there are lonely graves towering, not far away two grass houses stand in pairs.

There is a thin old man sitting in the grass house, and there is a bronze Dan furnace the size of a skull in front of him, and the flame in it is burning, reflecting the old man's gray and uncertain face.

"Tong'er, go and get the old man to pick up the star sword. ”