Wilderness Temple, Main Temple.

Today is still the day when the leader of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect, Poison God Tongue, fights against the demons.

To be fair, if you have to choose a leader among today's demon sects, the Poison God is indeed the most suitable.

In terms of seniority, strength, and power, overall, he is number one.

But who says that a demonic sect must have a leader?

In the thousands of years of history of the Demon Sect, there have been only a handful of leaders. Before Qiu Wangyu, it can even be traced back to the black-hearted old man who was born in the Blood Refining Hall hundreds of years ago.

There was no leader in the intervening hundreds of years, so why didn’t he come over?

How many years has the demon sect been in history, and how many unifying demon sect leaders have there been in total? And almost all of those individuals are peerless heroes. How can you, the old poisoner, be so virtuous? You are just taking advantage of the fact that there are no tigers in the mountains and the monkeys are kings.

That’s all, how dare you peek into the throne of God?

To put it bluntly, although Zhengdao always refers to the Demon Sect and the Demon Sect says so, within the Demon Sect, they do not feel that they and others are really an inseparable whole.

Changsheng Hall, Hehuan Sect, Ghost King Sect, Ten Thousand Poison Sect, and even Blood Refining Hall...

If there is really no way to object, who is willing to let the other party ride on his head?

Although the Poison God is powerful, he is still far from being able to subdue demons.

But such an opportunity is really rare in a thousand years, and neither the Poison God nor the Ten Thousand Poison Sect will give up easily.

Therefore, facing the doubts of other sects, the Poison God also showed great courage and prepared to go to the underworld.

Unfortunately, before he could make his move, a scream suddenly sounded in the distance, followed by another voice yelling: "Oh no, the Lecture Hall is on fire!"

Wan Jianyi and the others took action!

The full name of the Lecture Hall is the Lecture Hall of Our Lady, which is taken from the legend of Our Lady of the Netherworld expounding wonderful theories on the sutras at the "Great Sumeru Mountain". All sentient beings listen and admire, all the birds rejoice and all the beasts crouch down, finally making all sentient beings enlightened and shed tears of gratitude.

Meaning.

The Holy Mother of the Netherworld is one of the two major gods enshrined by the Demonic Cult, and has always been highly respected by people in the Demonic Cult. Among the temples in the Holy Land of the Demonic Cult, the Lecture Hall is dedicated to collecting all kinds of sacred scriptures, with all-encompassing contents. There are many

They are all unique treasures, which can be said to be the most important place for the inheritance of the temple.

This roar came, and the expressions of many people in the hall suddenly changed. Almost half of the people stood up in an instant and shouted questions. What's more, some people who were near the door of the hall had already rushed.

Go out and wait and see the situation.

It was a sunny day in Japan. When I looked up, I saw a burst of thick smoke and fire flashing from the direction of Our Lady's Lecture Hall. It was indeed a flood. And what's even more terrible was that, from the Lecture Hall

There were actually shouts of killing coming from the direction of the palace, and faint shouts of surprise and anger, which were signs of an intruder.

Some people in the main hall were preparing to rush to help, and some sent people to inquire. At this moment, a commotion suddenly came from another direction. After several loud roars, a voice suddenly sounded like thunder in the clear sky, and shouted angrily

: "Some thieves have invaded the Samsara Palace!"

The Palace of Reincarnation, where the spiritual tablets of the previous leaders and top masters of the Demon Sect are placed, cannot be missed either.

Not to mention anything else, among the people sitting in the main hall, there are many teachers and ancestors whose tablets are placed in the Samsara Hall.

At this time, they couldn't sit still at all. About half of them rushed out of the door, one wave rushed to the Samsara Hall, and the other wave flew to the Lecture Hall.

Even the four holy envoys and the four sect leaders, who were relatively calm, did not move, but sent their subordinates out to support them. After all, there was a statue of the Holy Mother Mingwang at the end of the main hall, watching them with their own eyes. Even if they were pretending, they could not do anything.

You have to show that you care about the safety of the main altar.

In just a short moment, the people who rushed out seemed to have encountered the enemy very quickly. Killing cries, noises, and miserable cries came from all directions at the same time.

For a moment, everyone staying in the main hall felt like they were being ambushed from all sides, and they couldn't figure out how many enemies there were.

"Could it be...that people from the Qingyun Sect are chasing us?"

An elder from the Wandu Sect who barely managed to survive on Qingyun Mountain asked in a trembling voice. Looking at him, it was obvious that he was frightened by the Immortal Killing Sword.

And it was obvious that he was definitely not the only one who was frightened by the Zhuxian Sword.

As soon as these words came out, they even aroused a small resonance.

Seeing that the enemy had not yet appeared, there were signs of unrest on our own side. At the critical moment, the Poison God slapped the elder who spoke up against the wall. With cold eyes, he looked around and said in a deep voice: "Don't panic, everyone, this is the place.

It’s my wild temple, and the holy religion has been running for thousands of years, so it’s impossible..."

Rumble!!!

The slap in the face was like a tornado, coming so fast that I couldn't even wait for the Poison God to finish his words.

There were two loud bangs, and the two elite disciples guarding the entrance to the main hall were already vomiting blood and flying in.

Immediately afterwards, a gleaming white figure and a righteous green divine sword descended from the sky, directly splitting two thick palace doors, and waved openly to the demons in the palace who were hurriedly retreating.

: "Everyone, farewell to Qingyun. It's been a long time!"

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Naturally, the chaos on the Demon Mountain could not be hidden from Chi Yao, who had been staying at the top of the Shura Tower to look down. He even discovered the enemy's invasion earlier than the disciples of the Demon Cult.

After all, if you stand high, you can see far!

Unlike everyone in the Demon Sect who still couldn't figure out the size and purpose of the enemy, from a bird's-eye view, he knew clearly that only five people from Qingyun Sect came.

This is a heroic style that maximizes personal strength!

Especially the dash of a man with a single sword, the dashing figure of a man standing guard in the main hall, making all the demons in the main hall invincible, pushes this style to the limit.

In comparison…

His eyes returned slightly and fell on the figure lurking on a leafy tree dozens of feet outside the Shura Tower.

"Asura Pagoda is a stronghold of the Demon Cult. There is no reason for them to leave it alone. This one is probably here to destroy it, right?"

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Chi Yao's eyes were eager and he secretly encouraged the other party, "You must stand up!"

The green pines lurking quietly on the branches of the trees naturally couldn't hear Chi Yao's cheering sound.

He was originally not willing to be the one to destroy the tower, because he felt that the tasks of the other four people were to attract the enemy's attention and confront the enemy head-on, but he was the only one to steal the tower from behind. If he was lucky, he would not even be able to fight.

None are needed.

This positioning made Cangsong, who boasted that he was second only to Wan Jianyi in strength in the team, a little dissatisfied and felt that he had been underestimated.

In the end, it was Wan Jianyi who emphasized the importance of the task of destroying the tower to him, explained that he was the one who delegated the task because of his strength, and that when everyone could retreat would depend on the speed of Cangsong's hands and feet, etc., he was finally convinced.

he.

There were not many people guarding Shura Tower, but they were not alerted at first.

It wasn't until Wan Jianyi rushed into the main hall with his sword alone, shouting angrily and screaming, that he attracted the attention of the disciples guarding the tower.

"what to do?"

"Our duty is to protect Shura Tower."

"But the main hall is where the Holy Mother Mingwang is enshrined. Anyway, we have no enemies here..."

Several disciples guarding the tower discussed for a while and finally decided to allocate half of their personnel to assist the main hall.

After they left, Cangsong finally found the best time to take action. The swords of others merged into one, and turned into a stream of light and flew out suddenly. In two or three flashes, he slaughtered all the remaining disciples guarding the tower, and then quickly walked

Go to the Shura Pagoda.

Raise the sword and strike hard!

"clang--"

The fairy sword bounced away, and a white mark appeared on the gray-black tower made of unknown material.

This chop had no obvious effect!

Seeing Chi Yao in another void at the top of the tower, he felt anxious for a while.

Do something useful, little brother!

This result obviously made Cangsong himself feel a bit stunned, but he had no time to frown. He knew very well in his heart that every minute and second he wasted here would have to be fought with the blood and lives of the other four people.

So, he didn't care about the size of the movement, and flew directly into the air with his sword. He started to step on the seven stars in mid-air, and muttered something:

"The Nine Heavens Mysterious Temple turns into divine thunder. The brilliant power of heaven is drawn with the sword!"

crackling——

The originally clear weather suddenly turned gloomy, dark clouds filled the air, and thunderous snakes snaked around.

A brilliant thunder pillar as thick as a bucket suddenly fell from the sky, hitting Cangsong's fairy sword squarely.

"The Divine Sword's True Technique for Controlling Thunder, Cut!"

Cangsong's face turned pale, with sweat on his forehead. With one hand, the thunder mixed with sword energy struck the Shura Tower in front of him fiercely!

One of the four major sword techniques of the Qingyun Sect, it can be said that Cangsong held the secret skill at the bottom of the box at this time. Together with the top-grade immortal sword in his hand, a dazzling light burst out in the sky above the Savage Temple.

At this moment, the demon sect members who noticed the movement of Cangsong in the main hall attacked more and more fiercely. Even Wan Jianyi, who was covered with wounds in many places, let out a long roar and blocked the demons with his righteousness.

The only way out was to buy enough time for Cangsong.

The Thunder Sword Qi struck down, and Shura Tower shuddered violently, and swayed in Chi Yao's expectant eyes... He held on.
To be continued...