Chapter 120: The Sweeping Monk

The group of heroes originally had high hopes for this gray-clothed monk, but they didn't expect to lose the upper hand just after the fight, and sighed in their hearts. Even the Demon Lord's subordinates are difficult to defeat, how can they win the Demon Lord?

The Demon Lord glanced at the two fighting men lightly, turned his gaze to the group of heroes, and said, "You really don't want to respect me as the leader of the alliance?"

As soon as they heard the Demon Lord's words, the fierce battle between Feng Lin and Murong Bo became boring.

"Your demon sect has a deep enmity with us, and Lao Tzu would rather die than give in!"

"Father's hatred is not shared!"

"Never die!"

......

Remembering what the Cult had done, the group of heroes was suddenly ignited and loudly denounced the crimes of the Demon Cult.

The Demon Lord's eyes gradually deepened, and suddenly, to people's surprise, a smile appeared on the corner of the Demon Lord's mouth.

I don't know why, everyone can't help but feel furious when they see his smile.

"Let's go!" the Demon Lord said flatly, then turned to leave.

Syllable!

Feng Lin shook Murong Bo back with a palm, glanced coldly at everyone present, and then left with the Demon Lord.

The two were leaving, and no one in the group dared to stop them, watching their backs disappear from sight.

Ding Chunqiu's expression was suddenly stunned, and he stared at the heroes present with a gloomy face, but in an instant, his face was full of smiles, and the speed of changing his face was incomprehensible.

"Haha, it's the first time I've seen so many bullshit-like people, it's really insightful. After staying with you for a long time, the old immortal's stature has also dropped greatly, it's not proper, it's not proper, it's better to go!" Ding Chunqiu laughed, and then waved his hand, and also led the disciples of the Star Sect to leave.

The group of heroes' faces turned blue and red.

Ding Chunqiu and the others descended Shaomu Mountain in a majestic manner. met the Demon Lord at the foot of the mountain, but at this time, the Demon Lord was no longer Feng Lin alone, but stood in dense rows.

Ding Chunqiu secretly looked at it, and only felt that there were at least two thousand people standing behind the Demon Lord. Among them are the eighteen elders of the Divine Cult and the hall masters, incense masters, and so on. Of course, there are a lot of people from the thirty-six caves and the seventy-two island owners.

Ding Chunqiu muttered in his heart, this is the trend of killing all the people above Shaolin, but his face was silent, and he came to the front of the demon lord and bowed and said, "Sect Master!"

Just now, Ding Chunqiu wanted to play a majestic show on it. But before the Demon Lord left, he sent him a message, so that he had to come down.

The Demon Lord nodded, then ignored Ding Chunqiu, pointed at the disciples of the Star Sect, and said lightly: "How many people are missing, let's go and recruit them!"

Ding Chunqiu's mind was full of doubts, and he didn't know what the Demon Lord said, but the next moment when he saw the scene in front of him, he suddenly trembled with anger. Silverbeard Flurry.

I saw dozens of people pouring out from behind the Demon Lord, shouting orders at the disciples of the Star Sect.

"You bunches of people come to me. ”

"You, you, you...... And you guys come here!"

"You hundred, come over to me!"

......

The disciples of the Star Sect looked at Ding Chunqiu. He looked at the Demon Lord who was speechless again, and walked forward honestly.

Before, on the mountain, the disciples knelt down to welcome the Demon King, which had already made Ding Chunqiu very faceless. But there is no way, who let him submit himself to the Demon Lord, and those disciples are still under his control in the end. But now it's different. These disciples were pulled away one by one by the people of the Divine Sect, which was a naked digging of the wall. They are like hungry wolves, they don't know how to implicate at all, and if they continue like this, he Ding Chunqiu will soon become the head of the light pole.

"Sect Master!" Ding Chunqiu said hurriedly.

"Don't worry, this time I came in a hurry, and I didn't have enough manpower, so I had to replenish it from you, and after the task is completed, I will return to your Star Sect!" the Demon Lord waved his hand and said with a faint smile.

The Demon Lord said so, even if Ding Chunqiu was unwilling, he had to endure it.

In the blink of an eye, as Ding Chunqiu expected, his disciples were pulled away.

"Go according to plan, I don't want to let anyone go!If anyone goes wrong, don't blame me for being rude!" The Demon Lord's face changed and he said coldly.

"Yes!"

The expressions of those present were solemn, and then they beckoned to their subordinates and walked in all directions.

Soon, thousands of people disappeared from sight, leaving only the Demon Lord, Feng Lin and Ding Chunqiu.

"As you guessed, I'm just going to wipe out all the people above!" "The Demon Lord turned his head to look at Ding Chunqiu and said with a smile.

"Although there are many of us, there are also a lot of people on it......" Ding Chunqiu hesitated, indicating that this battle was very difficult.

"When will you star monster think of a decent battle?" the Demon Lord sneered.

Ding Chunqiu didn't seem to hear the Demon Lord's ridicule, sneered, and said, "I forgot the old immortal's housekeeping skills." ”

......

It happened on Shaomu Mountain as in the original book, and Xiao Yuanshan appeared to expose the private relationship between Xuan Ci and Ye Erniang. Xuan Ci revealed Murong Bo's identity, making the truth of the Yanmen Pass tragedy thirty years ago revealed.

Xiao Feng immediately came out of the crowd and chased Murong Bo with his father Xiao Yuanshan.

In the Shaolin Scripture Pavilion, the old monk pointed out the root cause of Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo's illness, and suddenly slapped Murong Bo's breath at all.

"Xiao Lao Shi mainly saw Murong Lao Shi die with his own eyes, so as to accumulate hatred for years. Now that the old donor of Murong is dead, the old donor Xiao's tone can be calm, right?" the old monk said lightly to Xiao Yuanshan.

Xiao Yuanshan's great wish in life is to take revenge, but at this time, when he saw that the great revenge suddenly died in front of his eyes, his mind was blank for a while, as if he was in the clouds, and he didn't know what to do.

"All my enemies are dead, and my revenge is avenged. Where am I going? Will I go back to Daliao? What am I going to do? Will I go to seclusion outside Yanmen Pass? What am I going to do? Wandering the world with Feng'er, drifting all over the world? For what?" Xiao Yuanshan felt a gloom in his heart, and he only felt that the world was so big that he had no nostalgia for it.

"Old Donor Xiao, where are you going, please do it. The old monk said.

"I ...... But where am I going? I have nowhere to go. Xiao Yuanshan shook his head and said.

"Old Lord Murong, I killed you, and you failed to avenge this great revenge with your own hands, because you have regrets in your heart, don't you?" said the old monk.

"No, even if you didn't kill him, I don't want to kill him. Xiao Yuanshan said.

The old monk nodded and said, "Yes, but this Murong Shaoxia is saddened by his father's death, but he wants to find the old man to take revenge on you, but how is it good?"

Xiao Yuanshan was disheartened and said: "The great monk is acting on my behalf, and Murong Shaoxia wants to avenge his father, even if he comes to kill me." He sighed and said, "It's good that he came and took my life." Feng'er, go back to Daliao, our business is done, and the road has come to an end. ”

The old monk said: "If Murong Shaoxia kills you, your son will inevitably kill Murong Shaoxia again to avenge you, so resentment and revenge, when will it be? It is better for the sins of the world to belong to me!" (To be continued......)

PS: The plot here in Shaolin Temple, many authors have written, the meaning is almost the same, it doesn't make much sense to write, so I have to simply pass.