It has been a long time since the last collective meeting, and the Sect Master of the Killing Sect, who has come and gone without a trace, suddenly convened this emergency meeting, except for a few Avatar Elders, no one else knows what is going on.

The people sitting at the top did not stop them, let them speak freely, a look of love flashed in their eyes, and said to the Demon Wutian next to him: "Demon Elder, it's been a long time since I've been so happy, hehe." ”

"Sect Master, there are a total of one hundred and forty-two people present, one hundred and twenty deacons in the Jindan period, nineteen people in the Yuan Infant Period, three people in the Transformation Spirit, and three Yuan Babies are still missing, and all the high-level officials of the Killing Sect have arrived. Mo Wutian didn't answer, but reported back one by one.

The man in front of him, he was jealous in his heart, with a charitable smile, like a holy father, with a compassionate appearance, a handsome face, and a magnificent body, giving people an infinite sense of security.

Wearing an ordinary black robe, posing casually, there is a sense of sacredness, how many people have been deceived by his image, and everyone present has a deep memory.

Killing people is not terrible, the reason for killing is obsession is terrible, Mo Wutian will always remember the expression of this man when he slaughtered a city, with pity, love, and distressed expression, with every knife, the blood gathered into a river, and slowly flowed.

The image of the saint is doing the act of a demon god, this is the true face of the sect master of the killing sect, and Mo Wutian has deeply experienced it.

There are two elders next to him, with fear in their eyes, one of them is a black-robed woman who has a relationship with Luotian, at this time, she took off her black robe, and her beautiful appearance was revealed, green silk and graceful, she was Mo Wutian's sister, Mo Zi.

The remaining one is the elder who took the initiative to go to the Butterfly Killing Sect to investigate the matter, named Yanxi, a small old man, with a large beard and few hairs on his head.

The three of them stood side by side, looking at the sect master respectfully, waiting for the sect master to speak.

On the contrary, the sect master looked at their nervous appearance, and said helplessly: "I'm not a murderer, as for being so afraid of me?"

Mo Zi said secretly in his heart: "You say this every time, and as a result, how many avatars died at your hands, Elder Yuanying, do you know?"

The Sect Master of the Killing Sect naturally saw their fear, understood that ordinary small talk was impossible, sighed, and said, "I'm so kind, how can no one understand, let's start the meeting." ”

As soon as he said that, the bottom was silent for an instant, looking straight at the sect master, not daring to make a move.

After a brief glance, I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, his eyes stayed in the direction of Hua Zhan for a moment, and everyone in that direction couldn't resist the killing intent in their eyes, and lowered their heads one after another, Hua Zhan felt like the whole person had fallen into an ice cellar, and he was cold.

Then he said slowly: "I called you over today because we are going to kill people again, oops, it's so pitiful, I really want to do it quickly, and leave the rest to the three elders, and I will rest and rest." The Sect Master of the Killing Sect pretended to be very tired and said.

The ghost thinks you really feel pitiful, this is the voice of the people present, this powerful sect master in front of him, except for being very active in killing, he is too lazy to cramp in other things.

Everyone who had long been accustomed to it looked at Mo Wutian, and he was usually the one who explained in his place, and he was the sect master's henchman.

Just listening, Mo Wutian said solemnly: "This time it's for the ranking of the killing sect, and in another fifty years, the five-hundred-year round of the sect ranking competition has begun." One hundred and eight first-class sects are newly sorted to meet the challenges of one thousand and eighty second-class sects, whether you have experienced it or not, I want you to know that your first task is to work hard to select the strongest disciples and prepare for the ranking competition, I hope to see your efforts. ”

After speaking, he took a step back, bowed to the sect master, and signaled that he was finished, and the sect master of the killing sect didn't look at it, sat there listlessly, lowered his head, and muttered in a low voice: "When can I fight, can I kill, it's so unpleasant not to kill, killing people is the happiest." ”

Everyone broke out in a cold sweat, their own sect master was really a big wonder.

Yan Xi walked out of it, his expression was a little solemn, and said: "The old man just came back from the Butterfly Killing Sect and had a fight with the Elder of the Yuangang Sect, you may not know the reason, a few months ago, the Demon Elder brought back a disciple with the best Demon Spirit Root. ”

There was an uproar below, there was actually a top-grade spiritual root in the Killing Sect, the first time I heard that if such a disciple grows up, the Killing Sect will not worry about development, everyone's eyes widened, and their breathing became short, they knew very well what the top-grade spiritual root represented.

Suddenly thinking of the sky-high demonic aura that night, combined with Elder Yan's words, he suddenly understood.

Secretly thinking that if you can accept this disciple as an apprentice, as a master, you can also follow the light, and the so-called one person will ascend to heaven.

But then again, disciples with the best spiritual root qualifications should be hidden, the less people know about it, the better, why is it hyped up, and there is a conflict with the Yuan Gang Sect.

Who here has not lived for hundreds of years, and they have all seen the world, is there still a story? Everyone quickly calmed down and listened to Elder Yan continue to tell.

Elder Yan was very satisfied with their reaction, and continued: "This disciple was taken away from the Butterfly Killing Sect's selection competition, because the Demon Elder and Elder Fan De are old friends, so he gave it to the Demon Elder, this is what the Demon Elder told me, so I plan to go to the Butterfly Killing Sect again, and the result is unexpected!"

Roughly told the whole process from Falling Heaven to Killing the Sect, but a lot was omitted in the middle, such as the name of Falling Heaven, his appearance, everything about him was not revealed, and the deacons only knew that there was a person, but they didn't know where.

What happened to the Butterfly Killing Sect, even Demon Wutian Demon Zi didn't know, and the Killing Sect Sect Master was also interested.

"The old man found out that they already knew that the best spiritual root was with us, this is nothing, if the butterfly killing faction alone is not a concern, but the dozen or so first-class sects around know it, you all felt the demonic energy that night, right?" Yan Xi said, and the more his voice grew.

Everyone nodded, they all understood, and after thinking about it carefully, their brows gradually furrowed, such a turbulent trend, even if the sect and the sect are separated by more than 100,000 kilometers, it is not difficult for the strong person at the sect master level, and it can be easily sensed.

It will definitely be grasped, and it will be easy to spend some time finding out the truth, and then the Killing Sect will have to face the pressure of more than a dozen major sects, which is extremely troublesome.

Coupled with the ranking competition fifty years later, the thoughts of the various sects are even more difficult to figure out.

"Behind the butterfly killing faction is the support of the Yuan Gang Sect, if you want to take back the best spiritual root, it is a big trouble, and the Hua family, I don't know if you remember? The huge family thousands of years ago is comparable to the top twenty first-class sects, there are countless clansmen, countless strong people, and the contemporary head of the family is the best spiritual root, but I don't know what the spiritual root is, I only know that it is related to flowers, and there seems to be their shadow in it. "Elder Yan kept saying bad news again and again.

The forces of all parties are intricate, but on the side of the Earth Demon Sect, even the Tiangang Sect is involved, and the best demon spirit root is very important, but there are also other top grade spirit roots, why are they all chasing after it? There is a reason for that.

Thinking of what kind of future the Killing Sect will face, many deacons are a little apprehensive in their hearts, and they have been in high positions for a long time, and their sharp energy has been exhausted to a large extent.

Soon the discussion began, and the Lord and the faction said: "Why don't we send the best spiritual root out, and when they are fighting, we will take the opportunity to attack and be fishermen?"

"Fart! I killed the sect or something! If the world knew that the pressure of killing the sect chose to back down, wouldn't it make the monks of the world laugh!

Not to be outdone, the Lord and the Sect also fought back: "What does the reckless man know?! How many disciples and how many resources will be consumed for the sake of a top-grade spiritual root, have you ever thought about it? ”

"The Killing Sect has been killed from bloody battles since ancient times, and those who can survive are all elites! Those who are eliminated are the weak! After experiencing this war, our Killing Sect will only become stronger and stronger!" the main battle faction responded fearlessly.

In this way, you are arguing with each other, arguing with red faces, like a group of old children, whether what you say is right or not, you have to fight to win or lose.

Only the three of them kept their sanity and waited for the final decision of the Sect Master.

Half an hour passed, no one persuaded anyone, his mouth was dry, and the sect master of the Killing Sect slowly stood up, like a sharp sword piercing through the heavens and the earth, with extraordinary momentum.

Looking at them, his eyes were like electricity, and there was a tear mole under his right eye, as if telling of grief, and his sword eyebrows were raised and his arrogance was highlighted.

Said slowly: "I know all your thoughts, I understand that you are all for me to kill the sect for good, you don't have to worry about the rest, cultivate disciples well, kill the sect never compromise, okay, that's all for today's meeting, oh! By the way, the demon spirit root boy will be handed over to you, Demon Elder." ”

Mo Wutian nodded when he heard this, and in an instant, the Sect Master disappeared in front of everyone, and the same thing that also disappeared was the murderous aura of the piercing neck.

Now that the sect master has left, and the others have dispersed, there is not a harmonious atmosphere between the deacons of the Jindan period, and the things at the meeting have even more stimulated each other's contradictions, and a killing atmosphere is spreading in the killing sect.

Before leaving, Chen Kai stopped Hua Zhan and said lightly: "Last time it was a draw, I hope your son won't embarrass you next time." "Then I don't have to worry about you, I hope you break through the realm quickly, lest I won't see you in the future!" Hua Zhan shot back quietly.

The angry Chen Kai blew his beard and stared, but he couldn't go crazy, causing the people around him to hold their mouths and laugh secretly, the same thing happens from time to time.

Until the people in the seventh-floor hall of the Futu Hell Tower were gone, Mo Wutian said with some meaning: "Recently, I heard that your granddaughter and a certain boy are very close, I don't know if it is a rumor. ”

Mo Zi smiled on the side and teased: "Brother Yan's granddaughter is really interesting, she never shows her true face, she has to say that she only shows her sweetheart, and I don't know who is so blessed, hehe." ”

They are all old foxes, Yan Xi naturally understands what Mo Wutian said, only Mo Zi is simple-minded, and he doesn't think much about it, just talk about things.

Yanxi took two steps forward, turned around and made a gesture of please, he was already short, but now he was more like a dwarf, and laughed: "Hahaha, I invite you two brothers and sisters to Tianweilou for a meal, today I want to drink enough, children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren, regardless of them, in the future... I'll talk about it later, let's go!"