On the hot night, even the air seemed stagnant and sticky, without wind, and the moonlight was extremely dim. The shadows of the fallen buildings around it were completely integrated with the night color. In the distance, lights swayed, revealing faintly from the window.

The young man named Xiao Jiang sat alone in his room. The house assigned to him was idle and small, and there was nothing useful, but at least he didn't have to live in the same room as others when he was in the Moro military camp.

In this lonely night, his eyes seemed to have a strange light flashing, and his heart was like a mirror, reflecting everything around him. Since entering the Shura Demon Realm, his mind has been like a machine, collecting all the information around him all the time, and even more so after entering the Demon Sect of Demonic Sect.

He seemed to care about nothing, but he was careless, but in fact he didn't let go of any information. But when he passed through the market, every word he said was memorized by everyone around him. When it was late at night, he filtered and analyzed it bit by bit. In this way, what he got was far beyond the imagination of many people. It was actually not easy to do this.

Bold assumptions and careful verification, the various clues collected secretly in the Demon Sect of the Demon in the past few days made him further convinced that his guess was not wrong, but in order to ensure that his plan did not go wrong, the last step of confirmation was still needed.

In the dark, a little black cat rushed out and jumped into his arms. The blue pupils emitted a beautiful faint light. The young man gently stroked its soft hair, as if he was enjoying this kind of caress. The little black cat lay on his legs and yawned lazily.

"Xiaodao, let's go, let's do something."

After a while, the young man was already asleep on the bed, but there was a mysterious shadow that walked out of the wall with the little black cat. After a flash, it disappeared out of thin air.

In the next few days, the atmosphere around Midu Mountain continued. The hidden struggles between the four pavilions emerged one after another, and they were dissatisfied with each other, but because the final decision-making power was in the hands of the sect leader who was in seclusion in the Demon Cave, there was no effect on open and secret struggles except in inciting conflicts. Tai, weapon, soldier, and elders of the Four Pavilions finally maintained a situation of fighting without breaking. Although the small conflicts were constantly, they were not really at the point of turning against each other.

At this time, these newly joined disciples are naturally not members of any of the four pavilions of Mid Du Pavilions. Mid Du Pavilions are the four power centers in the Mid Du Demon Sect that check and balance each other. Most of the disciples belong to the bottom class ruled by these four pavilions. Most of the people below can only see the power disputes at the top, not every disciple is qualified to enter the four pavilions.

Somewhere in Tai Pavilion, an angry roar would occasionally come. The Shura man who was excluded from the upcoming ceremony because of his loss of his arm changed from a focus of attention to a blind spot that no one paid attention to. He was angry and unwilling to do anything, but he could not change anything. His junior brother, a young man named Feihuquan, was also under great pressure, worked hard to practice the sun and moon secret book, and had to undergo sarcasm from time to time.

Outside the Middushan Mountain City, two people were meeting quietly in the dense forest ten miles southeast.

"Thank you for your actions, and help me eliminate a competitor in advance." The voice of an old man sounded humbly in the forest.

"Huanghuan is also considered a Shura Yingjie from my Donghua Domain. Helping him is nothing." A voice said lightly in the forest. The sound was not loud, and there was no sound of many emotional fluctuations, but it had a sense of penetration that was invisibly captivating.

"Do not worry, no matter whether Huang Huan inherits the great magic power of the destruction, my pavilion will definitely not forget this kind of kindness," said the old man.

"Yeah!" The man responded casually, turned around and flew out, and soon disappeared.

Not long after, the old man returned to the Midu Mountain Military Pavilion, and another Shura came to him: "Master."

The old man said: "Imperial Fantasy, the Demonic Conquest is about to be passed down, how are you ready?"

"Master, don't worry!" The man was full of confidence. "This time, my disciple will definitely be able to successfully inherit the great magic skill of destroying the world, making our military pavilion the leader of the four pavilions, and live up to the master's expectations."

"The injuries Yanghun suffered a few days ago are mostly related to the Military Pavilion." In the other side of the Chuang Pavilion, Elder Huang paced back and forth in the Chuang Pavilion. "Although the sword hunting Shang in the Qi Pavilion is great, he has always been brave but not ingenious. I heard that the Sun and Moon Eve version has not been very smooth. You are also good at hiding your strength. Elder Jiang and Huang Huan see it clearly. Elder Jiang obviously believes that as long as the Yang Soul of Tai Pavilion is eliminated in advance, Huang Huan is selected by the Sect Master and inheriting the Great Demonic Art of Destruction will be almost certain. Hum, the Demonic Demonic Demonic Declaration is about to be approached, and Elder Yang and Yang Hun were already careful enough, but they were still conspired to be able to cut off one of Yang Soul's arm in this situation, making it impossible for him to participate in the Demonic Demonic Declaration. On the other side of the Military Pavilion, he must have colluded with foreign enemies outside the Demonic Mountain. In order to fight for power and profit, he actually achieved this level."

In front of him, it was the disciple Long Yaling who was elected by the Artifact Pavilion to participate in the Demonic Ceremony. As a Shura who has been practicing demon skills for many years, Long Yaling looks thin and long, giving people a sarcastic feeling.

Long Yaling's mouth showed a mocking sneer: "Don't worry, elder, I have always hidden my progress in practicing the Sun and Moon Eve, and will not let myself be noticed by Elder Jiang and Huang Huan. I will definitely surprise them in this great ceremony for the Demon-Driving Ceremony."

Elder Huang nodded. This time, the Great Demonic Demonic Chronicle was not just about who inherited the Great Demonic Art of Demonic, but also a conclusion of the secret struggle between the Four Pavilions of Demonic Art over the years. Those who inherited the Great Demonic Art of Demonic Art are the future sect leaders of the Demonic Demon Sect. If the disciples trained in their pavilion can become the sect leader, the status of the entire Juan Pavilion will also rise with the flow.

He was quite relieved about the Dragon Yarn Spirit. In name, the Dragon Yarn Spirit was not his disciple, but his nephew, but he had a lot of effort into the Dragon Yarn Spirit. Compared with Yang Hun who had been ruled out of this ceremony, the brave but unscheming sword hunting, and the overconfident Emperor Fantasy, the Dragon Yarn Spirit has always known how to hide itself better.

Although I don’t know who was looking for on the Bing Pavilion and plotting against Yanghun, this is equivalent to eliminating a competitor on the Replacement Pavilion. Next, it depends on Long Ya Ling’s own ability. He believes that by then, Long Ya Ling will definitely surprise others.

The day when the Demonic Conquest Ceremony began, perhaps it was just a simple coincidence, and it was just the hottest moment. Even the masters who had practiced demon skills for a long time in the mountains had a feeling of being impatient when the heat sticks to their bodies and walking a few steps.

In and outside the mountains, they also became extremely silent. No matter how much calculations or confidence were made in advance, at this moment, before the final result appeared, I was worried.

In front of the Demon-Destroying Cave in the back mountain, the four elders Yang, Zang, Jiang and Huang stood side by side. Behind them, the many masters within the Demon-Destroying Cave were arranged neatly according to their respective positions in the sects. The sects who were not qualified to appear in this important place in the back mountain also looked in this direction from time to time.

"What do you think? What does it have to do with you?" In the Demon Sect, somewhere at the foot of the Middu Mountain, Shura Martial Arts roared. The newly entered the mountain disciples quickly gathered their minds and continued to practice the boxing skills taught by the martial artists. Inside, the youngest boy was focused from the beginning and was not affected by the outside world.

With a punch, the magic power burst out, and the stones on the ground cracked. Shura Martial Arts nodded. Among these new disciples, this Mora boy was indeed the most talented.

A tremor came from a distance, and a demonic flame soared into the sky. It was obvious that the ceremony of the Demonic Death had officially begun. Even though the Shura martial artist had scolded him, the attention of the new disciples was still attracted by the movements in the distance.

In fact, the Shura Martial Arts is the same. Who will become the heir of the Great Demonic Art of Destruction? Who will become the next sect leader?

Outside the Demon Destroying Cave, the four flying fox springs, sword hunting, Huang Huan, and Dragon Tooth Spirit, who were about to enter the cave, slowly came on stage. In addition to the four elders, a demon master in charge of the emcee encouraged them first, and then began to explain: "The Demon Destroying Cave has set up many heavy tests. You each enter the cave. The sect leader is in seclusion and practices within the thirteenth level of difficulty. He will observe your performance after entering the cave. In history, newcomers who enter the Demon Destroying Cave have not been able to pass the fourth level. Three days later, the position you reached in the Demon Destroying Cave and the skills you displayed on the way, especially the understanding of the Sun and Moon Secret Book, will become the key factor in whether you can be valued by the Sect Master and inherit the Destroying Great Demonic Art. There will only be one selected by the Sect Master, so you can do it yourself."

Rules are actually something that everyone knows. The magician said it again, but it still seemed solemn and solemn. Feihuquan was nervous, the sword hunting stern was full of evil appearance, the Emperor's Illusion was full of domineering spirit, and the Dragon Tooth Spirit lowered his head and sneered.

Everyone has their own thoughts and different abacuses, but no matter what, there is only one person who can practice the great magical destruction skills, and one of them will inevitably be one of them.

The Demon Destroying Cave slowly opened, and a black vortex was spinning in the entrance of the cave. The demon master shouted: "Enter the Demon Destroying Cave, you can live for life and death. Those who can live for three days, but are not selected by the sect leader will come out at that time. Only those who are selected by the sect leader can stay in the cave for another three days and pass on the great devil skills of the Destroying Destroying. You can go in."

In full view of everyone, the heroes of the four pavilions stepped into the cave and disappeared together.

Outside the field, the four elders were all expressionless. At this point, it was all up to the performance of these four heroes, and they could not help. Behind them, the rest of the Demon Sect in the Demon Sect were also silent. Although the final result will not be known until three days later, every moment I spent was so difficult to bear when these four heroes entered the Demon Demon Cave.

Time passed by little by little, and nothing happened on the first day. The entire Demon Sect of Demon Sect was spent in this unprecedentedly peaceful day. None of the four elders left the back mountain. With their cultivation level, such waiting was naturally nothing. However, even like them, they seemed nervous.

On the morning of the next day, he heard a scream from the cave, and then two corpses were thrown out. Everyone looked at it in a hurry, but they saw that the flying fox spring in Tai Pavilion was thrown out. Elder Yang of Tai Pavilion snorted, turned around and left, too lazy to collect the corpse for his disciples. He didn't want to know who was able to finally pass on the great demon skills to destroy the destruction. At this moment, he no longer wanted to know.

The others in Tai Pavilion quickly went to restrain Feihuquan's corpse. They all knew that Elder Yang would be in a bad mood at the moment and did not dare to disturb him. As for the three elders Zang, Jiang and Huang, there was no fluctuation in their hearts and even wanted to laugh. The masters of the Three Pavilions behind them were even more interested in watching the excitement. Although everyone was part of the Demon Demon Sect, the death of Feihuquan in the Demon Destruction Cave means that there was one competitor on their side.

On the night of the second day, nothing happened, which made Elder Jiang frown tightly. According to his original guess, the one who was eliminated next must be the Dragon Tooth Spirit of the Chuang Pavilion. Although the strength of the Dragon Tooth Spirit is higher than that of Feihun who was sharpening his guns in the face of Yang Hun's withdrawal and urgently taking the field, judging from the strength shown in the past, it should be a little weaker than Huang Huan and Lie Jian Shang, but he did not expect that he could persist until now.

Turning his head to look, he saw Elder Huang beside him looking calm. Elder Jiang knew something was wrong. In the past, he only noticed Yang Hun and Lie Jian Shang, and he didn't pay much attention to the Dragon Tooth Spirit, who were on the weaker side. Now it seems that the Dragon Tooth Spirit may have been hiding its strength.

On the third day, Midu Mountain became more quiet and nervous. At the same time, at the foot of Midu Mountain, a small thing happened that no one cared about at this moment, "Where did that boy go?" With the angrily snorted by Shura Martial Arts, some people were sent to search.

"That brat is running around, not seeing when it is now?" Shura Martial Artsman said angrily, "When he comes back, I will break his legs."

Such a small matter is naturally insignificant in the important ceremony that will determine the distribution of power of the entire Mid Demon Sect, and even a trace of water cannot be splashed. Time passes by bit by bit, and the atmosphere in Mid Demon Mountain and its surroundings is even more solemn. Who is the person who is about to laugh to the end? Everyone is guessing.
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