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　　 "Shadow Demon Lord, your cultivation base is a bit slow..."

　　 In the Profound Sky World, in the secret Nine Pagodas, the shadowy demon with evil spirits in his eyes looked at the Shadow Demon Lord in front of him, and he laughed softly.

　　 At this time, the Shadow Demon Sovereign, with the help of the aura of Demon Abyss, has restored his cultivation base to the first level of Martial Saint.

　　 But compared with the magic light lingering on the body in front of him, the appearance of the second martial sage peak is still a lot worse.

　　 raised his eyes and looked at the three wolves phantoms that changed wantonly behind Ying Wuxun, and the Shadow Demon Venerable said in a low voice: "The Lord of the Shadow Sect is the capital of Heaven. It's just that there is a lack of opportunity before, but now it is flying into the sky.

　　 Hearing what he said, Ying Wudao grinned, and then his nose shrugged: "But the little Wu Sheng Erzhong, what's the matter?"

　　 "The deity will go to eat some blood food, and strive to reach the third level of Martial Saint in one fell swoop."

　　 After speaking, he turned and walked out.

　　 Looking at the semi-solid three-headed dog figure behind him, the Shadow Demon Lord smiled slightly.

　　 When the three-headed dog's figure froze, it was when the soul disappeared without a trace.

　　 Once the Demon Abyss three-headed dog appears in the Profound Sky World, it means that the **** of the Demon Abyss by the Profound Sky World has disappeared.

　　 At that time, the Nine Nether Demon Prison will descend into the Profound Sky World.

　　 "East Sea Sea Monster, Southern Wilderness Spirit Demon Realm, Nine Nether Demon Prison, I have done everything I can do. This time, I will decide the credit for destroying one realm."

　　 Shadow Demon Sovereign whispered, his whole body evaporating and transforming.

　　——————

　　 Northern Territory, a low snow-capped mountain, a few figures rushed extremely fast.

　　 "Quickly, catch this drought, don't let him spread the news!"

　　 "Hey, it doesn't really matter, it's just a drought, if it is refined into an incarnation, it's really good."

　　 "He is there!"

　　……

"Roar--"

　　 The fiery red figure three feet high let out a roar, and flew out from the snowdrift.

　　 "Boom!"

　　 Drizzle punched a figure on the shoulder, then his figure flew upside down for several tens of feet, a tumble, and then began to flee again.

　　 "Haha, if you really master the power of the drought, you will be able to wrestle with the deity, now like this, do you tickle the deity?"

　　 The figure gave a long laugh, turned into a giant eagle, breathed ten feet, and chased the drought.

　　 "Senior, these guys are too strong to escape!"

　　 Zhao Pan eagerly shouted, the rising flame on his body became more and more intense.

　　 "The heart must be calm, you don't need to care about life and death, don't love fighting." Zihe's voice sounded, so that Zhao Pan was slightly relieved.

　　 He doesn't look back any more, he just heads westward, running at extreme speed.

　　 It's just that the power of drought is not good at trekking, and his speed is not as fast as the figures behind him.

　　 After half a day, Zhao Pan was surrounded by groups in a mountain col covered with snow.

　　 "Come back to Fumo Temple with us."

　　 An eagle-eyed lanky monk in yellow robe stepped forward and watched Zhao Pan speak lightly.

　　 "Fu Mo Temple?"

　　 Zhao Pan laughed, his body burst into flames.

　　 "I am afraid it will be called Wanmo Temple now!"

　　 "You extraterritorial demons who slaughtered tens of thousands of monks in Fumo Temple will be condemned by heaven!"

　　 Hearing Zhao Pan's illness, the old monk did not deny it, but said indifferently: "Heaven's Scourge? This Fang Tiandi is about to collapse, is it still capable of lowering the Scourge?"

　　 After finishing speaking, he waved his hand, and several dark gray chains flickered, and he tied Zhao Pan's body.

　　 "If it wasn't for your good body, do you think you could escape for so long?"

　　 The old monk showed a sneer on his face, his five fingers clasped in the void, Zhao Pan's body moved forward uncontrollably, and there was no effect if he gritted his teeth.

　　 "Mingwang Zhenshi——"

　　 "Boom!"

　　 At this moment, there was a Buddha's horn, and a figure fell in front of Zhao Pan.

　　 "Fuhu——"

　　 "King Kong——"

　　 With a shout and a punch, the iron chain that locked Zhao Pan broke.

"It's you!"

　　 The old monk in yellow robe looked at the monk with the closed eyes of the Buddha in front of him, gritted his teeth and said: "A demon who wants to be a monk, even King Ming has been defeated by my holy clan, what kind of Buddha is he still cultivating?"

　　 The monk Kongxuan, who is carrying the Buddha statue, folded his hands together and said lightly: "The King of Ming is in my heart."

"Roar--"

　　 As his voice fell, a shadow of a giant tiger appeared behind him.

　　 "The Buddha says sacrifice, the Buddha says the world, the Buddha says salvation——"

　　 "I'll stop here, let's go."

　　 "It's time for my salvation..."

　　 "Boom——"

　　 The giant tiger with black and white stripes swooped forward and threw away the silhouettes in front of him. Then, the tail curled up, carrying Zhao Pan and rushing away.

　　 "King Kong——"

　　 "Zhen Shi——"

　　 The voice of Monk Kongxuan appeared extremely clear and high on the empty snowy field.

　　 "Senior, demon, can you really become a Buddha?"

　　 Zhao Pan whispered.

　　 "How can there be any distinction between Buddha, Demon, and Tao in the world?" The Taoist Zihe whispered, "It's just a matter of obsession."

　　……

　　 A few days later, the bell in the Lingxiao Hall of Tianshi Palace rang again.

　　 Fumo Temple was slaughtered by the evil demons outside the territory, and the inheritance was severed.

　　 The entire Northern Territory was reduced to the Demon World.

　　 The news left a group of high-level celestial masters sitting silently.

　　 "Teacher on behalf of the head..." Zeng Kuan turned his head to look at Duan Zhenghong with some sympathy.

　　 I was a little jealous before, why did the little heavenly master choose Duan Zhenghong as the head teacher?

　　 Now, he is thankful that he is not a teacher.

　　 The sky is falling, and I have to hold it on my behalf...

　　 "The Northern Territory Fumo Temple is the foundation of my Heavenly Profound Righteous Path. The evil demons outside the Territory are frantic, committing heinous sins, and their sins are unforgivable. The current headmaster decided to call on the world to go to the North Territory to eliminate demons!

　　 Duan Zhenghong's palm teacher looked solemnly on his face~www.readwn.com~ stood up and looked around and said loudly.

　　 Go to the Northern Territory again to exterminate demons?

　　 The faces of the elders showed hesitation.

　　The masters of the imperial Xiaofeng went to the East China Sea, Yuan Siyuan and the others traveled around the world, and a large number of disciples of the Innate Realm went to the Southern Wilderness.

　　 At this time, if the masters are transferred to the northern region, the Heavenly Master Palace is really not able to hold it.

　　 "The eventful autumn..."

　　 A white-bearded grandmaster five-fold elder stood up and said: "This old bone was going to end the palace of the old heavenly teacher, now I look at it, I'm afraid it will be sent to sleep in the snowy mountains of the Northern Territory."

　　 "Teaching for generations, old man Zixu, I would like to teach the Northern Territory to eliminate demons with generations."

　　 "Haha, back then, Fu Mo Temple invited the old man to eat vegetarian food, but the old man did not go. This time, the old man went to eat meat dishes!" On the other side, the same silver-haired Taoist stood up.

　　 Within a moment, dozens of people have already stood up in the hall.

　　 Duan Zhenghong looked at these passionate fellows in front of him, and said, "Okay, then we will go to the Northern Territory together!"

　　 "Your calculation is the Northern Territory..." Zuo Qiuming, with his hands on his back, whispered to himself on the back mountain of the Heavenly Master Palace, outside the Liuyun Caolu.

　　 Seeing those silhouettes speeding northward, he raised his head, his eyes flickered.

　　 "Counting the time, it's time for the Little Heavenly Master and the Senior Lei Zun of Skyfire to rescue Yuxiao Peak and return."

　　 "No matter what you are calculating, when they return, you will have no chance."

　　 "I give you a chance to stand up for yourself!"

　　 He took a deep breath, and a sword aura rose from his body.

　　 "Zuo Qiuming, the first disciple of the Imperial Palace of the Heavenly Master Palace, Eliminates Demons in the Northern Territory——"

　　 "Boom——"

　　 Sword light across the world, illuminating half of the western Xinjiang!