God-level Selection System

Chapter 153 The Despair of Yuyangzi

The other end of the dead Ze.

Yu Yangzi, the master of the Demon Sect Changshengtang, is dressed in white, standing with his hands held up, looking up at the sky.

The night breeze in the swamp blew, and his clothes fluttered slightly, looking extraordinary, like a fairy.

But his left hand, empty sleeves, adds a bit of inexplicable comicality.

That was a sign that Yu Yangzi was unfortunately injured by the world's first strange sword in the battle at Qingyun Mountain ─ ─ Zhu Xian.

Darkness filled the surroundings, but only his figure was still standing there, sharp and conspicuous.

And in the darkness behind Yuyangzi, there was a vaguely breathing sound. It was the gatekeeper of Changshengtang who was hiding in the darkness, waiting patiently for his orders in the darkness.

The Demon Cult Changshengtang emerged 800 years ago. It was passed down to the generation of Yuyangzi. It is already the seventh generation. It has a long history, but no one knows better than Yuyangzi himself. Behind this infinite scenery, the Changshengtang The crisis facing.

No successor!

Ten years ago, during the Battle of Qingyun, Yuyangzi was promoted as the host by the other three demon sects.

It is the most prestigious and peak moment of Changshengtang in the magic sect in the past hundreds of years...

At that time, Yuyang Zizhi was proud, and there were more than a dozen proud masters in his hands, all of which he had painstakingly cultivated in the past 100 years.

At that time, Yuyangzi really thought that there were no more things blocking him in this world.

As long as you defeat the aging Blue Cloud Gate in one fell swoop, the reputation of Changshengtang will naturally shock the Demon Cult. With its own strength and the help of its masters, Changshengtang will be the second blood refining hall in the next 800 years!

And he will also become the second black-hearted old man!

just……

All these beautiful dreams, but on Qingyun Mountain, under the sword of Zhu Xian, turned into nothing!

Yuyangzi himself was cut off by Wan Jianyi, who was holding the ancient sword of Zhuxian, and his left hand was severely damaged. Because Changshengtang was the presiding party, the masters in the seat would naturally line up in the first line of battle. The Qingyunmen elders took a long time and lost more than half of them.

Later, when the Zhuxian Sword Array was launched, the remaining masters of Changshengtang were killed and wounded again, and only one or two people escaped.

It was annihilated!

In the past ten years, Yuyangzi has worked hard, and Changshengtang has gradually improved again, but in Yuyangzi's heart, the shadow is getting bigger and bigger.

The battle of Qingyun almost completely destroyed the main combat power of Changshengtang...

Over the years, if it were not for Yuyangzi's own cultivation base to be too high, it would stun all enemies around him who looked at him.

Especially seven years ago, he made a decisive move, despite the opposition of his followers, moved the Changshengtang headquarters to the remote place of Death Swamp, far away from the sphere of influence of the other three factions...

Otherwise, the consequences are not yet known.

But not long ago, Yuyangzi was also keenly aware of the destruction of the last weak force in the Demon Cult.

An undercurrent surging, directed at Changshengtang!

Can't help it finally?

This thought flashed in her heart, and Yu Yangzi was also frightened and angry, feeling weak in her heart.

Once upon a time, the Changshengtang in his hands would be reduced to what it is today, becoming a fish that can be slaughtered in the eyes of others?

No, never!

When he learned that a vision suddenly appeared in the death zone, it seemed to be a sign of the birth of a strange treasure, Yu Yangzi also grasped a ray of life from it!

If you can get a treasure like the Qingyunmen "Zhuxian Ancient Sword", the danger of the Changshengtang will naturally be solved, and if you try to develop it, you may not be able to stand up in the future.

But the good times are not long!

Knowing that Qingyunmen, Tianyin Temple, Fenxiang Valley, and even the other three sects of Demon Sect had dispatched their own personnel, Yuyangzi was also furious!

He has long regarded the dead Zenei strange treasure as his bag, and he will never allow anyone to grab food from his mouth!

And this night, Yuyangzi received a secret report from the door, and a group of righteous people stationed near the "bottomless pit" on the periphery of Death Zee ahead, preparing to spend the night there...

And that group of people are the most outstanding disciples of the Qingyunmen generation!

It is true that the enemy is extremely jealous when they meet.

For Qingyunmen, Yuyangzi would really hate him!

If it weren't for Qingyunmen's Zhuxian Sword Formation, how could he have lost an arm, and even the longevity hall of nearly a hundred years of foundation has been ruthlessly abandoned, like a bereaved dog, hiding in the death swamp, a place where ordinary people fear to avoid it, linger?

Yuyangzi, who was determined, decided to take action against these Qingyunmen disciples, a shame!

"Door!"

A middle-aged man suddenly came to Yuyangzi and bowed slightly.

The man's name is Meng Ji. He is one of the best masters under Yuyangzi of Changshengtang. He is also one of the few masters of Changshengtang left after the Battle of Qingyun Mountain. He is deeply trusted by Yuyangzi.

"How's it going?"

Meng Ji nodded: "I have already inquired clearly. Among those people today, there are not only the Qingyunmen disciples, but also the traces of the Fenxiang Valley and Tianyin Temple factions... Besides, the subordinates are at the entrance of Death Ze, I found the staff of the Ghost King Sect and the Hehuan Sect. It seems that they are planning something."

"Hmph, this group of people, I will make them look good sooner or later, but tonight... let's teach these righteous little boys a lesson first, and then try my best to search for foreign treasures!"

"As for the other three factions..."

Speaking of this, Yu Yangzi's eyes also showed a hint of resentment: "After the foreign treasure is obtained, I will say something to them!"

"Nice plan... It's a pity you don't have this chance."

The faint voice sounded like a thousand years of ice, without a trace of emotion, which made people shiver.

"who!"

Almost instantly, Yuyangzi also showed a good response, and when his eyes condensed, he looked somewhere in the dark.

A figure in black suddenly walked out.

The man’s face was pale and his appearance was extremely ordinary, but Yuyangzi could clearly feel the thick **** aura that was well hidden on the man, and on his shoulders, there was a gray-haired monkey with three eyes. Looking at something curiously.

As for the man's waist, something that looked like an ordinary fire stick gave Yuyangzi's eyes narrowed.

"Soul Eater, you are the Blood Prince..."

"Yes, Hehuan sent Zhang Xiaofan and met the master of Changshengtang."

The man nodded, and also admitted his identity without hesitation, without any intention of concealing it.

This indifference made Yuyangzi feel that his authority seems to have been provoked. In addition to his anger, he also suddenly gave birth to a shuddering thought.

"You...your Hehuan faction, actually want to attack me Changshengtang?"

The voice was dry, with a trace of depression.

What is the most desperate thing?

It's not that you don't see a glimmer of hope, but hope is right in front of your eyes, but you can't grasp it!