Chapter 266

The other end of the Dead Marsh.

Yu Yangzi, the master of the Eternal Life Hall of the Devil's Cult, was dressed in white, standing with his hands behind his back, looking up at the sky.The night wind in the swamp blew, and his skirt fluttered slightly, looking extraordinary, like a fairy.

Except for his left hand, the sleeves are empty, adding a bit of inexplicable humor.

It was the symbol of the world's most legendary sword, Zhu Xian, who was unfortunately injured in the battle at Qingyun Mountain.

The night wind was slightly cool, and the air seemed to still be moist with the heavy rain just now. The surroundings were filled with darkness, but there was only his figure, still standing there, arrogant and conspicuous.

In the darkness behind him, there was a faint sound of breathing. It was his doorman hidden in the darkness, patiently waiting for his order in the darkness.

The Demon Sect Changshengtang rose 800 years ago and passed down to Yuyangzi's generation. It is already the seventh generation with a long history, but no one knows better than Yuyangzi himself. Behind this infinite scenery, the Changshengtang is facing crisis.

No successor!

Ten years ago during the Battle of Qingyun, Yuyangzi was promoted by the other three major factions of the Demon Cult to be the host. This was the moment when Changshengtang's reputation in the Demon Cult was at its peak and most prosperous in the past hundreds of years.

At that time, Yuyangzi was full of ambition, and he had dozens of proud masters in his hands, all of whom he painstakingly cultivated in the past hundred years.

At that time, Yuyangzi really thought that there was nothing to stop him in this world. As long as he defeated the old Qingyun sect in one fell swoop, the reputation of Changshengtang would naturally deter the demon sect. With his own strength and the help of his masters, Changshengtang It was the second blood refinement hall in 800 years; and he would also become the second black-hearted old man!

It's just that all these beautiful dreams have come to naught on Qingyun Mountain, under the sword of Zhu Xian!

He himself lost a left hand in the Zhuxian Sword Formation, not to mention the great loss of his morality, because the Changshengtang is the presiding school, and the masters under his seat will naturally be in the front line for a decisive battle, and he will be the first to fight against the elders of the Qingyunmen in Tongtian Peak. Went half way.

Later, the Zhuxian Sword Formation was launched, and the surviving masters in the Changsheng Hall were killed and injured. Only one or two escaped, almost the entire army was wiped out.

In this world, everything is easy to get, but the most difficult thing to get is talents, especially talents that you can completely trust in your own cultivation!
Over the past ten years, Yuyangzi has worked hard, and Changshengtang has gradually improved, but in Yuyangzi's heart, the shadow is getting bigger and bigger.

The first battle of Qingyun almost completely destroyed the main combat power of Changshengtang. Over the years, if Yuyangzi hadn't practiced too high, he would have shocked all the enemies around him, especially seven years ago, he made a decisive decision regardless of the opposition of his disciples , forcibly moved the main hall to the remote place of the Death Swamp, far away from the sphere of influence of the other three major factions, otherwise the consequences are unknown.

However, just a month ago, the increasingly fierce internal strife in the Devil's Cult came to an abrupt end, and the last powerful small and medium sect, the Blood Refining Hall, was finally subdued by the Ghost King Sect.

Everyone stood on the front line. After a brief and suffocating calm, Yuyangzi intuitively expected that the next thing would be a fierce internal struggle that would directly erupt among the four major factions of the Demon Cult. .

After all, in the hearts of countless Devil Sect disciples, the figure of the black-hearted old man who ruled the Devil Sect 800 years ago and ruled the world is already an eternal legend!
But legends belong to legends, at this moment, it is extremely unfavorable to Changshengtang and even Yuyangzi.Limited by strength, Changshengtang is powerless in the internal struggle for the small and medium-sized factions, so it ebbs and flows, and the gap in strength has widened with the other three major factions. Yuyangzi is worried about this, and can hardly sleep at night. sleep soundly.

At this time, as if God had opened his eyes, a strange omen suddenly appeared in the swamp of death beside Changshengtang.

Yuyangzi was full of surprises. If he could really get a rare treasure like Qingyunmen's "Zhuxian Ancient Sword", first of all, Changshengtang would have no problem protecting itself, and then Xutu would develop, and it might not be impossible to turn around in the future.

Under such circumstances, Changshengtang regards the rare treasures in the Dead Marsh as belongings in its pocket, and will never allow others to touch them.But no one knew who leaked the news, and within a few days, the news spread across the world. Immediately, the world looked sideways, and masters of good and evil gathered in the Dead Marsh.

Yuyangzi was frightened and angry, but at this moment, he was no longer allowed to retreat, so he gathered all the strength of the Changshengtang and deployed it in the dead marsh, while trying his best to find the whereabouts of the strange treasure, and at the same time, he was responsible for sniping and killing the foreign enemies.During these dozens of days, there were no fewer than dozens of people who were secretly murdered by Changshengtang in the Dead Marsh, among them were the Righteous Loose Immortals as well as masters from other sects of the Devil's Cult.

For the survival of his sect, Yuyangzi is already desperate!
That night, Yuyangzi received a secret report from his sect that a group of righteous people had stationed near the "bottomless pit" outside the Death Marsh ahead, planning to spend the night there.In the following waves of reports from the spies, Yuyangzi's face became colder, and he already understood who they were.

It was a group of the most elite young disciples under the Qingyun sect. There should have been only a dozen of them, but after hearing the spies' report, the number of that group had reached dozens, and there were even monks and Fenxianggu disciples among them. Among the people in costumes, Yuyangzi frowned, took a deep breath, and stared into the distance, as if waiting for something.

After a long while, there was a sudden sound of light footsteps in the darkness behind him. A middle-aged man who looked shrewd and thin came out and came to Yuyangzi. Yuyangzi immediately turned to face him.

This middle-aged man is named Meng Ji, and he is one of the best masters under Yuyangzi in Changshengtang, and one of the few remaining masters in Changshengtang after the first battle in Qingyun Mountain, so he is deeply trusted by Yuyangzi.At this moment, Yuyangzi was still unable to make up his mind, and had to wait for this person to come back.

Meng Ji bowed to Yuyangzi, Yuyangzi shook his head slightly and said, "Forget it, there is no need to be too polite, what's the matter?"

The question was endless, but Meng Ji obviously knew what Yuyangzi was asking, and said in a low voice, "This subordinate has already taken people to search the Heishuigou and Baima River on the other side of the Dead Marsh. We didn't find people from Ghost King Sect, Wan Du Sect, and Hehuan Sect entering in large numbers, only a few small sect figures who were left alone, and the subordinates have already solved it directly."

Yuyangzi cheered up, smiled for the first time, nodded and said: "Okay! So we will have no worries, and tonight we will raid Qingyunmen, Tianyin Temple and Fenxiang Valley with all our strength. If it is removed, the Righteous Way will no longer be able to compete with us!"

Meng Ji didn't seem to be happy on his face, instead he was worried, hesitated for a moment, and finally said: "Master, but three days ago, a secret post near Dawang Village sent back news that it seems that Bi Yao and Qin Wuyan have arrived Near the Dead Marsh, and Jin Ping'er from the Hehuan faction has always been erratic, we have to be on our guard!"

The muscles on Yuyangzi's face trembled, revealing a look of resentment, and he said in a hateful voice: "I don't know this! Those people in Zhengdao just want that treasure, but Wan Dumen and Ghost King Zong want me." life!"

Meng Ji's body shook, he didn't know what was going on in his mind, his face was uncertain, and he said in a low voice: "Master, what shall we do?"

Yuyangzi snorted, took a deep breath, slowed down, and said, "We have no way to turn back now. Before Wandumen, Ghost Kingzong and Hehuan faction have arrived, let's go the right way first." These little bastards solved it, and then searched for the rare treasure with all their strength, once they got it, judging by the strange omens of the past few days, it must be a rare treasure that never came out of the world, and we will not be afraid of the other three factions!"

Meng Ji bowed his head and said, "Sect master has a high opinion."

Yuyangzi nodded slightly, then turned around, collected himself, stretched out his only right hand, and swung it forward heavily in the night, suddenly there were figures in the darkness, and a moment later, a large number of Changshengtang disciples appeared, familiarly walking towards Yuyangzi. In the direction of Yangzi's finger, he rushed away.

The night is vast, desolate and murderous!
(End of this chapter)

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