P.S: I wanted to write the back, I'm afraid I won't see it, I wrote the front (even if I don't write more than 6000 words) yesterday I had a headache, and today too, I endured the pain and wrote, not for anything else, click to slide, reduce the collection, I figured it out, it doesn't matter, for my friends and readers who have been encouraging me, but also for myself!

Thinking back then, the Blood Feather Demon Emperor, the master of the Blood Feather Temple who unified the Demon Sect, was so domineering, dominating the entire world with his demonic skills, and facing the four masters of the True Dao of Cultivation alone, he was still standing tall and unstoppable.

The Blood Feather Temple was majestic and prominent for a while, and it could only shrink back to its own territory and defend desperately, so that it could barely be swallowed up by the Blood Feather Temple, but for hundreds of years, good and evil fought each other, the Demon Sect was ironclad, and the righteous path was scattered.

The Blood Feather Demon Emperor is talented and powerful, and between talking and laughing, he scolded Fang Xuan, and the cold place was killing with intent to kill, and almost made the cultivators in the world prostrate. In the past few hundred years, he has successively defeated the Tianhuan faction, the Xuangmen, the Chengyue Sect and other righteous path cultivation sects, and the world was shaken for a while, and the people were panicked.

There are many elites of the Demon Sect under the command of the Blood Feather Demon Emperor, among which there are four major protectors, eight major sub-halls, and sixteen large sub-rudders, corresponding to the four saints, eight statues and sixteen demons, respectively, and these demons have all demon flames monstrous, gathering around the Blood Feather Demon Emperor, as if a black hole abyss is encroaching on the territory of the various factions of the righteous path.

It is also the Blood Feather Demon Emperor's body gathers three different treasures, and these three different treasures are: Killing Poison Ding, Ye Sun Banner, and Deception. The Blood Feather Demon Emperor is in a state of war, and all the people are ministers. Blood Feather has made countless cultivators in the world, both righteous and demonic, called the Demon Emperor with the body of the Demon Dao, and has continued to this day, and when more people talk about him, it seems that it is more of a remembrance and yearning for his dominating demeanor back then, and there are not too many negative words. It can be seen that its prestige has long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people and is convincing.

If it weren't for the fact that five hundred years ago, there were young and stunning characters led by the real people of the Wuji True People of the Sect of Liwu, and the various righteous sects gradually realized that they would inevitably end up in a broken end, and finally elected the Liwu Sect as the leader, supplemented by the three righteous sects of Zen Silence Temple, Sacrificial Snow Tower, and Xiaoyao Palace, gathering the righteous path of the world to fight against each other, and crusade against the Blood Feather Demon Emperor and the Blood Feather Temple.

However, this is the case, the strength of the Blood Feather Temple is still unfathomable, at the beginning of this battle, the righteous people were caught off guard by the Blood Feather Demon Emperor and his henchmen, the Four Saints, Eight Sixteen Demons, etc., with countless casualties, and they were defeated and retreated.

Coupled with the line of worry, led by difficulties, each bravely rushed to kill, regarded death as home, and moved forward, which transformed the battle situation from disadvantage to stalemate, and transformed stalemate into a counteroffensive.

All of a sudden, from the top and bottom, different treasures and famous swords have emerged, such as: Void Robbery Sword, Longhuang Sword, Longxiang Sword, Night Flame Sword, Turning the Sky Seal, etc., etc., these strange treasures that seize the world and creation, but also become a sharp weapon for killing, and the young leader of the sorrow, under the leadership of Qi Yan, chased and fought all the way, sang and marched, and rushed to the Blood Feather Temple in the depths of the Ten Thousand Mountains.

Along the road, the four saints, eight deities and sixteen demons, the dead died, the wounded wounded, the fleeing, the hidden, where the righteous people passed, the devil cried, the Sen Luo wailed, the blood surged, and these henchmen finally died out.

However, the Blood Feather Demon Emperor, who deceived the heavens, still supported the entire Blood Feather Temple, and there was a saying at that time that it was said that the True Realm was cultivated: the Demon Emperor did not fall, and the temple was not destroyed.

In the last battle, the predecessors of Xiuzhen who must have experienced it are now the Liwu Zhangjiao and the first seat, or the four great monks of the Zen Silence Temple, all of which are unforgettable.

The Blood Feather Demon Emperor fought the siege of one hundred and twenty-seven people from the righteous path, and he still couldn't fall down, and in this completely unequal battle, he talked and laughed freely, like an old boy playing with ease, how fast!

Seeing that the righteous path factions could not defeat the Blood Feather Demon Emperor, in desperation, the Xiaoyao Palace had to use the Heaven Defying Forbidden Technique, although this move severely damaged the Blood Feather Demon Emperor, but still could not kill him.

Seeing that the Demon Emperor's demonic arrogance was revived again, and at that time, he could turn things around with the power of only one person, and the Sect of Sorrow Sect was in charge of Wuji Zhenren who was compassionate and compassionate, and once again launched the Immortal Hidden Divine Sword.

The Blood Feather Demon Emperor finally fell under the Immortal Hidden Divine Sword. The Blood Feather Temple, which unified the Demon Sect, suddenly collapsed due to the demise of the Blood Feather Demon Emperor, and the monolithic Demon Sect finally divided into countless sects, large and small.

The Orthodox Christians took advantage of the victory to pursue and eliminated almost all of the larger Demon Sect gates that could pose a threat, and at this point, the light of the Blood Feather Temple completely retreated, and the Demon Sect declined, no longer in its former glory.

The author of "Xiuzhen Jade Book" did not know that he had personally sighed at the Blood Feather Demon Emperor: I am a hero, and I dream of breaking the yellow sorghum, but its majesty is terrifying, its pride is admirable, its posture can be Burmese, the ancient and modern crowns, and there is no return!

This Hundred Poison Ancestor was originally one of the four protectors of the Blood Feather Demon Emperor, and by chance he obtained one of the three holy weapons of the Blood Feather Demon Emperor's relics, the Killing Poison Ding, like a bird with a frightened bow, when the Blood Feather Temple was about to fall, everyone's eyes were focused on the Blood Feather Demon Emperor's body, and he quickly fled with the Killing Poison Ding, hiding alone in the boundless silent sea of the Far East Boundless Domain. Since then, there has been no trace of the voice.

After the war, it was a mess. The Demon Sect was torn apart, and some of the descendants of the Blood Feather Demon Emperor retreated to a large mountain in the southwest under the leadership of Wan Bodang, one of the only eight remaining Soul Hook Blood Venerables. In the dry mound cave of Ailao Mountain, one is that because Ailao Mountain is continuous and majestic, nearly 100 people are difficult to find traces, and the periphery of Ailao Mountain is full of some small barbarian peoples, who drink blood and do not understand the language of Middle Earth;

The other part changed the courtyard and set up its own sect, large and small, and so on. The Great One, such as the Ye Ri Hall Master Ye Sun Divine Monarch, who had long since broken away from the Blood Feather Temple, laid a foundation in Cangyang Mountain, which was closest to the land of fire in the Extreme South Barbarian Domain, and founded the Ye Sun Sect, and now his strength is in the top three among the Demon Sects.

After another period of time, the Hundred Poison Ancestors saw that the righteous path had dispersed and the crisis had passed, so they suddenly appeared from the Far East Sea, gathered the old department, and relied on the Poison Killing Ding in his hand to conquer all parties, annex the small Demon Sect Gate, and create the Poison Killing Gate. In another hundred years, the Poison Killing Sect has become the first gate valve of the Demon Sect, and the Hundred Poison Ancestors have relied on the Poison Killing Ding to kill and decide, and the demon name has spread far and wide.

Later, there were the two major demon sects of the Refining Valley and the Sanmiao Palace that had emerged in recent decades, and the strength of the Poison Killing Sect and the Yeri Sect was on par, so these four factions were called the Four Great Demon Sects of Xiuzhen by the good deeds.

On the other hand, on the right path, due to the fact that Wuji Zhenren controlled the Immortal Hidden Divine Sword twice, it was excessively depleted, and after a few years, it soared in the daytime, but it was rumored that Wuji Zhenren did not ascend to the Immortal Realm at all but sat in the Great Hall of Leaving the Sorrow Sect, the real situation has not been known, and the Leaving Sorrow Sect is even more secretive about this matter.

In addition, due to the use of the forbidden technique against the sky, the sect was completely destroyed overnight, and all the disciples of the sect were nowhere to be found, no one was alive, and no corpse was dead. Since then, the Xiaoyao Palace faction has been removed from the Xiuzhen Realm, and the position of one of the four major orthodox religions has been replaced by the rising Wenjian Valley.

It is rumored in the world that the Xiaoyao Palace used the forbidden technique against the sky, which angered the heavens, and the heavens sent down heavenly punishments, so the temple was destroyed, causing disasters. However, the real reason seems to be known only to the other three heads of the Noble Path, but it has been kept secret. This paragraph has also become a major unsolved case for Xiuzhen.

On the other hand, the various forces of the Demon Sect, except for the powerful sect lord Yin Li Sect in the Demon Sect who was destroyed overnight fifteen years ago, have been smooth sailing, and their vitality has more or less recovered, and the four major demon sects are even more ready to move, that is, the remaining strength of the Blood Feather Temple, which has been hidden in Ailao Mountain, also has signs of activity.

Especially in recent years, the people in the righteous path have once again fought on their own, fighting openly and secretly, and the Sorrow Sect has been closed to the mountains, and the power of the Demon Sect has faintly shown signs of recovery.

People of insight know in their hearts that there must be a fierce battle between the two realms, and in today's world, it is just a desire to come.

Let's say that since this Killing Poison Ding is respected as the three holy weapons of the Demon Sect, it must have the function of shaking the heavens and the earth, and today's Hundred Poison Ancestors did not do it with all their might, but only relied on this Killing Poison Ding to defend, so that it was difficult for the Lost Immortal Qin, which was also an ancient treasure, to enter, I have to say that this Killing Poison Ding is really powerful.

This is just relying on the true qi shield formed by the Killing Poison Ding to defend, if the Hundred Poison Ancestor does it with all his strength, and uses the Killing Poison Ding to attack the Asking Fairy with all his might, I am afraid that it is the Asking Fairy who is trying to defend now.

The figure of the Hundred Poison Ancestor loomed in this poisonous mist, like a ghost, and his voice was erratic: "Intercession, do you still want to fight?"

The fairy Hua Rong was furious, and the silver teeth clenched and snorted coldly: "Old poison, do you think that I am helpless against you when you shrink into this poison killing ding?

After that, the red veil shook, the figure was like a flame, and the psychedelic purple psychedelic qin in front of him trembled, floating up and down with this agitated and graceful charming figure.

Looking at the original fingers of the fairy, who were as green as jade, suddenly a purple gas like a misty fairy piano faintly emerged from between the fingers, but this purple gas became more and more dense from the initial light flue, and finally turned into black and purple.

After a while, the fingers of the fairy's love began to change color, and slowly the whole finger seemed to be dyed by this purple and black gas, and the ten slender fingers changed from white to purple and black, and what was even more conspicuous was that the original crystal nails had now become sharp and slender, and the nails were shining with a heavy black light.

It was clearly a pair of ghostly fingers, and the danger on the nails seemed to be perceptible with a slight sniff.

Not only that, the originally dark eyebrows and pupils have also turned into a deep purple color, and in the middle of the white forehead, a vertical line that seems to exude an extremely cold momentum suddenly appeared, and the vertical line is dark purple and cold, as if it is deeply branded, and it can't be erased.

This sudden change in front of the Hundred Poison Ancestor made the Hundred Poison Ancestor also surprised.

Because today's love fairy and Fang Cai's love fairy are like a different person, Fang Cai's love fairy is still smiling like a flower, charming and enchanting, and her whole body exudes a ** bone-eroding charm.

And today's interrogation fairy is also a **bone-eroding appearance, but this ** bone-eroding is the surging cold aura emanating from her body, like a netherworld temple, that coldness seems to be wrapped in the resentment and murderous aura underground, like an immortal and immortal rakshasa, and the next moment all the obstacles in this world will be crushed to ashes.

Even Tang Murong had never seen such a cold and terrifying fairy, and there was a burst of fear in his heart for no reason, and he whispered in a panic: "Master, ......"

Suddenly, the interrogation fairy twisted her head towards Tang Murong violently, the coldness and killing intent in her purple eyes were like two substantial sharp mangs, and her voice seemed to be cold and not like a human voice: "Blue girl, you will hold the dream soul lamp in front of you later, be careful of hurting you, then you will be unlucky!"

The dark purple cold eyes are murderous. Tang Murong couldn't help but tremble, and he couldn't stop taking a few steps back, so shocked that he couldn't say a word.

"Ahh

This is like a terrible ghost howling, and the sound of the ghost crying turned into countless streamers, rushing straight towards the green mist formed by the Hundred Poison Ancestor in front of the Hundred Poison Ancestor, the purple light is faint, and it seems to have substance.

The countless purple streamers were like rain like swords, exploding in mid-air, dyeing half of the sky into purple and black, this strange purple and black slowly revealed from the cracks in the trees, making people feel as if they were falling into a ghost in a trance, and the ears resounded with the poignant ghost song of the fairy qin.

"Woo-"

The faces of those ghosts were hideous and terrifying, some were unkempt, covered with blood, some withered fingers like hooks, crying and crying, and there were huge mouths with blood basins, and there were long scarlet tongues stretched out in the huge mouth, which seemed to suck in all the living life.

All of a sudden, the entire dense forest was full of purple air, ghosts and ghosts danced, demons, the fairy qin seemed to be the source of all this, and the low sound of the qin was like a silent and deadliest sword, gently slashing towards your heart, leaving you with a painful flow of blood.

The Hundred Poison Ancestor was almost devoured alive by the countless powerful ghosts and souls that swept over the world, but he still remained motionless, looking coldly at the group of dead things that were almost attached to him.

At this moment, the Misty Immortal Qin sent out the most lethal sonic attack, and the ghost sound of whining and screaming in the sky shook the earth, as if this heavy earth could not withstand this monstrous and gloomy death.

Tang Murong was almost distracted, with a splitting headache, faint nausea, and her ears were filled with unbearable earth-shattering ghost crying and roaring and the cold sound of the piano, she couldn't care about maintaining that charming image anymore, so she covered her ears with vigor and tried to make herself less affected by the attack of this sound wave and the howl of this ghost.

But he only lasted for half a breath, and it was as if he was dead, and his entire body was almost torn in half by these terrible sounds.

Tang Murong was in a trance and suddenly felt that her lips were sweet, and her blood was surging, she persevered for a while, her whole body was soaked with sweat, and finally she couldn't hold on anymore, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of her body.

As soon as he was weak, he collapsed to the ground, and his eyes became sluggish.

"Master...... Master ...... Don't continue...... I can't take it anymore...... I'm going to die!" Tang Murong muttered intermittently with his last thoughts.

In his last consciousness, Tang Murong suddenly remembered that he had said that he would be safe by sacrificing the dream soul lamp. Thinking of this, without hesitation, he used almost all the remaining strength, and almost roared: "Dream Soul Lantern ......"

A faint yellow light gently and gently lit up, as if in this boundless fear of the dark purple, gentle and gentle but stubborn and unyielding held up a small umbrella to protect from the wind and rain, although the light is not big, although it may be extinguished at any time, but it is persistently lit, driving away the fear and fear in the heart of the master.

Everything in the outside world finally had nothing to do with her, the figures of the two fighting methods seemed to be a little trance-like, Tang Murong had never felt so relieved, a huge feeling of fatigue came to her heart, and she slowly closed her eyes.

The hideous horror of the ghost in front of him, the terrible roar in his ears, finally ceased to exist......

Under the full attack of the love fairy, the corner of his eye glanced at Tang Murong a few times, and when he saw her in such a situation, a trace of worry flashed in his eyes, but he disappeared immediately.

A cold voice said: "Old poison, if the blue girl has three long and two short today, I will want you to be buried with you!"

With that, the strings in his hand are getting faster and faster.

The Hundred Poisons Ancestor said coldly: "A master who doesn't even care about the life or death of his apprentice, I don't think you are called a love fairy, it is more appropriate to call it a loveless fairy!"

Looking at the face of the Hundred Poison Ancestor again, the old hands grabbed in the green mist, and the green mist was obediently grasped by him, and then without hesitation, he scattered it towards the roaring ghosts.

This sprinkle, like dust, the green mist was filled, and in an instant, this overwhelming surging ghost ghost seemed to be frozen, and it could not be advanced again, not only that, but this group of dead things could not even make the sound of tearing and howling in the sky, just fixed there like that, not roaring, not screaming, motionless.

In an instant, the world seemed to become quiet, and the atmosphere was so quiet that people wanted to sleep that it formed an extremely strong and eerie contrast with the motionless ghosts and ghosts that were entangled in green mist in mid-air.

Seeing the sudden change in the situation, the originally confident expression suddenly became panicked, and said hatefully: "Old poison, what have you done?"

The Hundred Poison Ancestor didn't answer, only smiled slightly, and slowly said a word at the countless powerful ghosts and ghosts that were fixed in the middle of the air and the green mist was rolling and entwining: "Break!"

As soon as the words fell, the overwhelming ghosts and ghosts all became fragmented like broken porcelain plates, and every piece of bone fell apart from their bodies, and then floated silently in the air, blown by the wind, turning into bits of white bone sand, and drifting away with the wind.

In an instant, the original uncountable ghosts and ghosts are now gone.

This dense forest has become dark and deep again, only the dream soul lamp in front of the unconscious Tang Murong is still flashing with a yellowish light, and the small bells on the six corners are tinkling in the night wind, far away.

Looking at the fairy, she has already fallen from the sky, and her appearance has returned to her original appearance, and she is holy and charming.

She glanced at the Hundred Poison Ancestor and said, "Old poison, our enemies are those who claim to be famous and upright, we are fighting to the death here, what's the point?"

The Hundred Poison Ancestor smiled and said, "Originally, I didn't plan to fight you, it's just that you don't forgive!"

The love fairy nodded and said, "Why don't we make a deal?"

The Hundred Poison Ancestor seemed to be interested, and his eyes flashed and said: "Deal, so I will listen to the fairy's high opinion!"

The fairy smiled and said: "You and I are both aiming for the Sect of Sorrow, I know what your purpose is, maybe you also understand my purpose, I promise you not to trouble that Nalan kid, you also have to promise me to explain to that Nalan boy not to hinder the Blue Girl's actions, how about it?

"Papapa-" The Hundred Poison Ancestor applauded again and again, nodded and said, "Fair and reasonable, the old man agrees with both hands!"

The fairy nodded and said, "Okay, then don't forget it!"

The Hundred Poison Ancestor pointed at Tang Murong, who was unconscious on the ground, and said, "Don't you care about her?"

Now he looked at Tang Murong, who was curled up on the ground unconscious, and said, "It's okay, in two hours, she will wake up!"

After that, the red shadow flashed, and the trace was gone.

The Hundred Poison Ancestor didn't chase her, and after she was gone for a long time, she slowly collected the Poison Ding, and suddenly said to herself in a cold voice: "When I didn't know, this goblin just ate my blow, I'm afraid it shook my vitality, otherwise I wouldn't have acted like this today, I originally thought that Refining Spirit Valley was the biggest enemy, and now it seems that these three magic palaces are not easy to deal with."

Suddenly, he sighed: "Alas, I don't know if Xuan'er will be able to cope with it in the future...... muttering to himself, and his body slowly walked into the darkness of this dense forest......

After a long time, the figure next to Tang Murong, who was unconscious, suddenly flashed, and a person slowly walked to her side, his eyes seemed to show a look of concern, shook his head, held the dream soul lamp, put it in Tang Murong's hand, seemed to hesitate, then bent down to pick up Tang Murong, and slowly left......

Everything was quiet, and because of the disappearance of the dream soul lamp, there was no longer a trace of light, and the darkness was like a waterfall, stretching out, boundless. The strange thing is that this dense forest is cold and solemn, and there is no sound, not even the sound of insects.

Suddenly, a black light, a person dressed in black, appeared silently in this dense forest. Hidden in a cloud of black mist, as if blending into this boundless night, even the outline could not be seen clearly.

A strange and empty voice came out in a low voice, as if ventriloquist: "The two demon sects are small, and they are trying to turn over some big storms, it is too difficult to underestimate it......"

After that, he turned around slowly, and slowly and really merged with the night.

Apart from...... Except for the fairy sword that flashed black behind him, although the light was black, it was very bright in this dark night.

If Yin Li Sect Lin Tianyin was resurrected, I am afraid that he would be able to recognize at a glance that this black immortal sword was once so familiar!