My masters are all over the world of comprehension

At first the stele remained motionless.

Until suddenly someone felt that the temperature dropped sharply, Yin Qi gathered here, and that kind of dead Qi that was extinct in life was continuously surrounded, which made everyone feel deeply uncomfortable.

There was no light in the sky, and the infinitely turbid dead air poured into the stone tablet. There were slight cracks in the stone tablet, and the broken stones fell to the ground with crisp and crisp sounds, making a crackling sound.

Like a reminder.

Everyone was in shock, and Sect Master Cang had a bad feeling and was about to stop Lin Qiubai.

In an instant, strong winds blew up, and the sunny day outside suddenly turned into night. There was no moon and no stars, and the darkness was dark and dark, and it was heavy on everyone's heads, and people couldn't breathe.

"How is this going!?"

"What is behind the stone gate?"

"I always have a feeling of dread."

The strong dead air surged over, and the monks found it difficult to breathe. They looked around in panic, and many people looked as pale as gold paper.

Through a layer of transparent light film, they can see very clearly that strands of blood have begun to float out of the sea water, and there will be more and more in a short time, just like the rich pigment was knocked over in the sea and the river water was dyed Bloody red, someone took two steps forward in order to see more clearly, and then found that the rock piles they thought were reefs in the sea turned out to be piles of corpses.

There are tens of thousands of such piles of corpses, densely packed with people.

The entire bottom of the South China Sea is full of corpses as far as the eye can see.

Everyone couldn't help but gasped, feeling their scalps tingling, and a biting chill slowly creeping up their spines.

Duan Jingsheng was very excited, he was sure that there must be a treasure behind the stone gate and he would not let it go for a moment.

At this time the stele shattered.

The stone tablet, which was originally covered with fine and dense cracks, suddenly shattered, and the sound of falling stones was like a heavy hammer hitting the hearts of all the monks, making their hearts thump.

The night pearl that served as the lighting in the hall suddenly flickered on and off, and the death energy filled the air and cast a shadow over the night pearl. Yin energy, death energy, and blood energy from all directions merged into a long, dark river that thickly filled the nostrils of everyone.

Someone in the crowd asked, "Did any of you hear anything?"

——It was the crow calling.

The cloud is stained with blood, the crow crows, the black scales are black, and the head falls off.

There are only a handful of people who can change the sun and the moon like this, and know the power of the heaven and the earth.

Who is behind the stone gate is self-evident.

The faces of all the people present were completely pale, and countless streamers of light passed by on the stone gate, forming a line like long stars meeting the sea, and finally arranged into a mysterious and exquisite sealing formation, which collapsed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

I have to--

thank you--

set me free--

The sound of crows flapping their wings intensified, and finally mixed into a hoarse sound that resounded in everyone's ears. The wind raged, and the stone door suddenly opened wide!

There is no more light between the sky and the earth, the sky is like a monstrous turbid blood splashing ink, and the whole world of self-cultivation suddenly falls into eternal night. Everyone looks up at the sky in panic and mistakes. Insignificant dust.

All the immortal sects also changed color suddenly, and they had a bad feeling.

The heavens and the earth move the stars, the sky is full of blood, and it is a sign of great evil.

At this time, all the monks in the hall didn't know that the outside was in chaos. After the stone gate was opened, there was endless darkness behind the gate.

There are ghosts and ghosts all over the ground, crying and howling.

And in this abyss-like scene, there was a cross-legged figure looming, before seeing its true face, the overwhelming terrifying coercion made them freeze in place and tremble.

The man stood up slowly, and walked out of the abyss step by step. His long hair that had not been taken care of for many years was loose on his shoulders, his tall and straight body was burly and strong, and his facial features were deep and full of fierceness and hostility.

Just one look at Xiao makes people's teeth tremble and they want to run away, leaving behind an indelible shadow for a lifetime.

——Fengdu Demon Lord, I wish Xizhu!

He was dressed in simple and loose black clothes, with long hair loosely draped over his shoulders and rolled up in the wind, with wide sleeves and a wide open front, and a daunting magic knife hanging behind his back.

A long string of pendants hangs from the handle of the knife. What can be recognized is that the human finger bones, kneecaps, and skulls are polished smooth and shiny.

Seeing the other party looking straight at him, Lin Qiubai frowned, and stood in front of the shivering boy from the Yushoumen Gate who couldn't stand still.

The few monks who had made a lot of noise before saw that the situation was not right and wanted to run away, but they just took half a step away, the next moment their necks felt cold, their heads were separated, and blood sprayed half of the body of the person next to them.

Like oil in water, all the monks couldn't hold back their panic and fear, they wished they could scatter and flee immediately, but they didn't dare to try their own tricks and act rashly.

The gap in cultivation was too large, Sect Master Cang asked tremblingly: "Your Excellency is the famous Fengdu Demon Lord?"

I heard that the mouths of all the monks twitched, and Sect Master Cang's upright image collapsed at this moment. It is expected to be the same, how can he still be straight at this age, there must be some workarounds.

But Cang Zong was unlucky, he was standing next to Lin Qiubai, at this time his body happened to block Lin Qiubai, and the demon king slapped him aside with a wave of his hand.

Seeing this, everyone's hands and feet became weak and they didn't dare to breathe.

The two looked at each other, but Lin Qiubai saw that the person in front of him was very familiar. He had already recalled the memory of the 33 days, and other memories were gradually recovering, and he had a vague memory of the outline of the person in front of him.

Presumably it was also his previous strategy target.

So he tentatively said: "Zhu Xizhu?"

From time to time, the monks would gasp, but Lin Qiubai was so bold that he dared to call the Demon Lord by his name.

But to their surprise, Zhu Xizhu didn't make a move, but said in a deep voice: "Come here, Bai Yue."

Bai, Yue!

Immortal Bai Yue!

If someone said before that Lin Qiubai was the Immortal Lord Bairi, they would have laughed their heads off, but before the stone tablet was unsealed, and later the demon lord of Fengdu personally confirmed that this is a sure thing, and everyone in the cultivation world knows who does not admire Immortal Baiyue! ?

Everyone is dumbfounded.

Ning Lang and the other disciples of the Beast Sect were also dumbfounded.

Duan Jingsheng's complexion is blue and white, and Lin Qiubai is the famous Baiyue Xianjun! ?

how can that be! ?

How could such a thing happen! ?

Seeing that Lin Qiubai didn't take the initiative to come over, Zhu Xizhu raised his hand and made a gesture of grasping with five fingers, Lin Qiubai was sucked into his hand out of thin air, and at the same time he swung the palace door open and opened the other People throw it out.

Ning Lang turned pale with shock, and was about to grab Lin Qiubai, but Zhu Xizhu moved too fast and he only caught a piece of clothing, which was quickly swept away by the strong wind.

After being dizzy for a while, he knelt down on the ground in a state of dizziness, coughing twice while clutching his chest, tremblingly opened his eyes, and found that the other disciples of the Royal Beast Sect were still in a coma around them, and looked around There were only a few of them, and the other sect monks were all missing.

After careful identification, Ning Lang discovered that they had already returned outside Jianghai City.

And the monks of other sects were blown up and down by the strong wind, and they fell to the ground like dumplings. Thanks to the thick skin and thick flesh of the monks, they suffered a little flesh injury. They rubbed their arms and legs and stood up, looking around for identification. It turned out that they actually returned to Mount Futu.

The Bridge of Sighs is just around the corner.

The crowd got up one after another, all of them with gray faces, depressed and uneasy, and they felt very lucky that they escaped from death without being directly killed by the demon king, but releasing the demon king made them scolded by thousands of people after they returned to the sect.

Looking back now, they were as if they had been blinded by lard, and they wanted to watch the excitement, but instead made such an earth-shattering incident.

But think about it, Duan Jingsheng is still to blame for this matter in the final analysis, if he hadn't framed Lin Qiubai, there wouldn't be so many follow-ups.

Unexpectedly, Duan Jingsheng is also a villain who talks nonsense.

After the collapse of the avatar, except for Han Tianzong, no one is standing by Duan Jingsheng's side now.

Duan Jingsheng patted the weeds all over his body, got up from the ground with a disheveled face, his expression was very cold and embarrassing.

Lin Qiubai, again because of Lin Qiubai!

At this time, a series of coughing sounds came from under the tree, Sect Master Cang Youyou woke up from the coma, saw our sect surrounded by him, and saw the Bridge of Sighs not far away, immediately heaved a sigh of relief and planned to support his body to stand up, The words were extremely rejoicing: "Just now I dreamed that the devil was released by us. Fortunately, it was just a dream, otherwise I would have become a sinner through the ages."

The disciples looked at each other and said cautiously, "Sect Master, that's not a dream."

"...Isn't it a dream?"

"That is true?"

Sect Master Cang repeated it hesitantly, then rolled his eyes and turned back.

The disciples paled in shock and scrambled to call the suzerain. The scene was noisy for a while, and the other monks hugged and eagerly planned to leave Futu Mountain.

Everyone panicked and raised their eyes, only to see dark clouds rolling down, mud and rocks flowing across the mountains, the mountains covered with yellow sand flying and landslides, the cracks and gaps in the mountains are getting bigger and bigger, and the dead energy inside is surging and cloudy.

The gloomy color spread from the near to the skyline, black and blue, almost the same color as the sky and the earth.

The sharp-eyed man exclaimed: "There is something in the crack!"

Everyone stared at it, and the black smoke filled the cracks in the mountain and covered the sky and the sun in just a moment, and a huge figure slowly crawled out of the black smoke.

The body shape is like a giant mountain peak, the tenon narrow body is covered with layers of black mist, and the outline of the huge back wing can be vaguely seen, and the huge red eyes are looking down at them. It was at this time that everyone realized the Bridge of Sighs It turned out to be the long tongue of this black beast.

hiss----

After being restrained and imprisoned under the Futu Mountain for a hundred years, when they lifted their heads from the mountain, they raised their heads and let out a long cry.

Someone immediately exclaimed: "It's Phoenix!"

The phoenix and the phoenix were originally a couple of divine beasts. Because they couldn't understand Zhu Xizhu's brutal killing, they lowered the divine fire to destroy him. Unexpectedly, they were smashed by Zhu Xizhu, and their souls were thrown into the soul refining pot to refine them into mounts. Traveling around the world shines on all things, and all things are thriving wherever they pass.

Now the phoenix has been dismantled by Zhu Xizhu and put back together into one body. The two heads are ferocious and fierce, the whole body is as black as a crow, and the raging will-o'-the-wisp under the three-legged claw hook makes people shudder.

Everyone almost failed to recognize that this was the former divine bird.

The black phoenix screamed fiercely, and opened its mouth to spew thunder and fire that almost burned through half of the sky's clouds. With the turbulent black mist, it was hidden in the black smoke again, making it difficult to see clearly.

Everyone regretted and worried.

In the past, their knowledge of the Demon Lord of Fengdu was only based on word of mouth legends, but now seeing the unrecognizable divine bird with their own eyes made them feel cruel and afraid.

Sure enough, their fears came true.

The phoenix divine fire can save the souls of the dead, and the dead phoenix divine fire descends to evil karma.

The scorching thunder fire sprayed into the clouds and turned into thunder lotuses on the ground, attracting countless resentful ghosts and dead souls to wreak havoc. For a while, Futu Mountain was like a purgatory on earth.

The monks on the scene panicked and ran away in panic, some people couldn't escape and were burned to powder by the falling divine fire. Although Duan Jingsheng had many magic weapons, they were not enough to see in front of the divine fire, so he easily burned his heavenly spiritual weapon Wearing it made him regret it.

But this divine fire seems to be against him, and it always falls on him.

together,

Erdao,

Three ways——

The black phoenix hovered in the sky for a while and suddenly left, but the thunderstorm still lasted for a long time, magic weapons were burned through one after another, and Duan Jingsheng was finally burned halfway by the lightning, and the severe pain that pierced his soul made him let out a terrifying roar. Even the disciples of Han Tianzong's main sect ran away in a panic. He rolled on the ground in pain, watching his right arm turn into charcoal, and the numbness was still spreading to other parts.

He panicked and begged: "Senior, I was wrong, I shouldn't have disobeyed you, please help me!"

It is true that he has the intention of making him suffer, but he also knows that if this continues, Duan Jingsheng will die. The senior took action to save his soul, but now he has no physical ability and is limited to this.

Duan Jingsheng was in burning pain all over his body, his meridians were disordered and his aura flowed backwards, bloody aura kept rising from his chest, and his eyes gradually turned red. The cheat book he had snatched from the Baiyue Fairy Cave before was only a half fragment, and his cultivation level was not good enough. He was stuck at the bottleneck, not to mention that his Dao heart was already unstable, and he had gone mad at this moment.

The other sect disciples accidentally ran into him while fleeing, and immediately apologized: "I'm sorry Duan Xianshou, I..."

Before the words finished, the disciple was strangled by Duan Jingsheng. The monk was panicked and struggling desperately. Duan Jingsheng was vomiting blood while seeing him kicking his legs and laughing. Take the monk's practice.

The unlucky monk drooped his head in just a few breaths.

Everyone was stunned when they saw this scene with their own eyes.

The disciple of the same sect came to his senses at this time, rushed over and hugged the drained cultivator, weeping bitterly: "Duan Jingsheng, as a fairy head, you practiced such evil skills, my Zilang Sect will never let it go!"

Duan Jingsheng was not quite clear at this time, or he was broken, and he laughed when he heard that his eyes were red and his temples were a little messy: "What is he, being a part of me is his existence value!"

Hearing such wild words from him, the disciple was so distraught that he burst into a rage, and immediately spurted out a mouthful of old blood, wishing to draw his sword to avenge the disciples of the same sect.

After absorbing the monk's aura, it slightly hindered the spread of the thunder flame. Duan Jingsheng's greed suddenly arose, and he grabbed a monk to dry his cultivation base, which really relieved a lot of severe pain on his skin. He immediately turned his eyes to look at other people.

Everyone shuddered and realized that this was the real Duan Jingsheng.

——a cold-blooded, cruel, selfish, out-and-out lunatic.

The magnanimous and helpful Duan Jingsheng before was just his elaborate disguise.

Han Tianzong resolutely surrounded Duan Jingsheng, as if he had followed his lead, and with their help and abuse, Duan took more than [-] lives in the blink of an eye.

It's a pity that Han Tianzong's outstanding ability can't match the large number of people, and thousands of people from other sects joined forces with the two sides to fight in the dark and dark.

When the red lotus gradually subsided, the bloody fighting also ended, and the entire Futu Mountain was completely reduced to a scorched earth cemetery.

...

After throwing away all irrelevant personnel, the island was also cast with a layer of isolation spell.

In front of the floor-to-ceiling windows where you can see the deep sea, Zhu Xizhu sat on a large and brand-new bone chair. This was a seat he had taken out of the white tiger's skin and bones, and the basalt shell was placed on the ground for feet. Compared with his tall and burly figure, Lin Qiubai was slender and thin, sitting on his knees and almost sinking into his arms.

Lin Qiubai felt extremely uncomfortable, as if he was sitting on pins and needles.

Zhu Xizhu's skin is harder than black scale armor, not to mention his muscular thighs, it's almost like sitting on an iron plate. He twisted over and over again, causing Zhu Xizhu to slap his buttocks: "What are you moving?" , can you calm down a little?"

Lin Qiubai said: "...can I sit somewhere else?"

Zhu Xizhu: "Why?"

"Your legs are too stiff."

Zhu Xizhu was impatient, and easily lifted him up with one hand: "Isn't that all right?"

His finger was stuck in the gap, Lin Qiubai blushed from neck to cheek, didn't bother Zhu Xizhu adjusted his sitting posture silently, Zhu Xizhu looked at him with a glass of wine and looked at him strangely: "Are you shy?"

Lin Qiubai blushed and said nothing.

Zhu Xizhu still pinched his chin, insisting on admiring the expression on his blushing cheeks.

Lin Qiubai was pinched by his chin, thinking that although he felt familiar and knew that the two may have had a relatively close relationship before, to him now the two of them are no different from the first time they met. Not jumping up immediately is giving Zhu Xizhu face.

He wanted to turn his face to avoid Zhu Xizhu's shackles, but Zhu Xizhu didn't let him do so, he still grabbed his cheek and said: "You are shy, why? Is there anything we haven't done before?"

Lin Qiubai: "...!?"

Zhu Xizhu raised his eyebrows: "Did you forget? I bought all the picture books in your Qiankun sleeves for you. We have also studied various things together. Your favorite gesture is to memorize..."

Lin Qiubai blocked his mouth, glanced at the ten black figures standing quietly in the corner: "Can you stop talking?"

These ten dark figures are the top ten demon generals who have made the cultivation world fear. They were once the ten domain masters of Fengdu City. Later, Zhu Xizhu also refined them into puppets.

Zhu Xizhu didn't treat them as human beings, but Lin Qiubai insisted, and he lazily put down his cup to signal a compromise.

But his welfare has to be recovered from another side. Using a little force with his big hand, he made Lin Qiubai lean against his arms. The two of them were very close. You can see the crimson water outside.

He glanced at it twice and then retracted his eyes: "Why are we talking here?"

Zhu Xizhu was puzzled: "The scenery here is beautiful, don't you like looking at the sea?"

Thank you for the invitation, what he likes to see is the normal sea.

Not every now and then a sea of ​​floating corpses or two drifts across.

Lin Qiubai felt that Zhu Xizhu might be different from ordinary people in terms of aesthetics.

Others have tassels hanging on the hilt of their swords, while the ornaments on his swords are all human bones. Others raise fish in the water, but he raises dead bodies in the sea. This is simply unheard of or seen.

Holding Lin Qiubai in his arms, Zhu Xizhu even put his magic knife aside, as if he was holding some lost treasure, touching the back of his neck repeatedly, and frightened him from time to time, hugging him and rubbing his neck Xi Ceng was just sniffing something, the scorching snort on his neck made Lin Qiubai's hairs covered with goosebumps, he couldn't help shrinking back: "What are you doing?"

Zhu Xizhu raised his head: "Check to see if you are messing around."

Lin Qiubai felt that he could not accept such a straightforward conversation: "...who am I messing with?"

Zhu Xizhu looked at him with his arms around his chest and said in a strange tone: "And your other good masters."

His tone was eccentric but very determined, as if he had seen it with his own eyes, Lin Qiubai felt the need to save his image: "They and I are pure master-student relationships."

"Pure."

Zhu Xizhu: "It doesn't matter if it's not pure."

He bent his fingertips and flicked the edge of the blade, Lei Dao neighed at the sound, Ling Li's Dao Yi stood in the shadows with his head down, acting as the background board, and cut off the head of the demon, Zhu Xizhu said casually: "Quan Zai!" That's it."

Then he said to the demon general: "Go out and fix your head before you come back."

Without saying a word, the magic generals immediately walked out with their heads in their hands.

This move was obviously shocking, and Lin Qiubai felt extremely wronged: "I only regard them as my masters, and I have no other unreasonable thoughts." At least for 33 days, he can pat his chest and guarantee that Yun Liuxing is absolutely pure, Lala Xiaoshou was the one who crossed the line the most. Later, she pursued Daoist Hongyu with a purpose and not really wanting to further develop the relationship.

He is really wronged.

...No, what does he have anything to do with Zhu Xizhu! ?

Zhu Xizhu lowered his head and looked at him, and slowly stroked his back with his hand, sliding from the back of the neck to the tailbone as if stroking the fur that he couldn't put it down. Fengdu Demon Lord felt both comfortable and dangerous, with the thrill of licking blood on the tip of a knife, and then he heard the other party rubbing his back while saying: "You have chased Hong Yu, and you have kissed Yun Liuxuan, and you have kissed Han Lin Xiao hugged her."

Lin Qiubai was deeply shocked again.

It's true that he chased Hong Yu, but he kissed Yun Liuying?He even hugged Han Linxiao?

His first reaction was that it was impossible, but when he recalled it carefully, it was indeed true.

It turns out...he was like this! ?

Zhu Xizhu pinched his earlobe, took a sip on his soft ear meat while he was not prepared, and licked his lips with the tip of his tongue: "So can I slap you?"

作者有话要说：感谢在2021-08-2100:13:14~2021-08-2400:13:14期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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