"Saint Master?"

The sect leader will naturally not forget this legend of magic that emerged eight years ago.

In fact, it is rumored that the reason why the saint master became a master is because he intersected with several figures at the level of the Demon Ancestors, which has benefited a lot from these ancestors and even felt a sense of breakthrough.

In addition, he has created some peerless monsters among the younger generation of the Demon Sect.

Some of these monsters are in the light and some are in the dark.

In Ming Dynasty, the identity is often outstanding and cannot be moved. For example, Bai Yueying, the "Heavenly Girl" who controls the [Bloody Tianluo], created the "Sword Ghost" coffin Qicai of the [Ice Coffin Knife].

In the darkness, no one knows who they are, and there are a few more people, so there is no way to move.

But without exception, these people control the long-lost unique skills of the Demon Sect, and will become the magical giant of Shu Kingdom in the future.

More importantly, these young monsters who have been enlightened and taught by the younger generation all regard themselves as "Saint Masters and disciples".

The ancestors above agree with it, and the group of young forces with terrifying potential are sought after by. In addition, the unfathomable strength of the saint master himself has laid the foundation for his name as a saint master. Although he is a sect without a sect, he will not be underestimated at all.

Huanshan Chen is the ancestor of the Hidden Demon Sect and is also a good friend of the saint. However, because this ancestor was born with a sense of breakthrough, he went north and sought opportunities for breakthroughs.

The black shadow of the rope is naturally the leader of the Hidden Demon Sect: Ji Qianling.

The strong man who wanted to enjoy Xia Wudi's delicate body was the elder of the Hidden Demon Sect: the Golden Iron Urn.

The location of the Hidden Demon Sect is a complete mystery to the people in the world.

No one knows, including its geographical location, number of people, power, chess pieces that penetrated the court and even the righteous path...

But his great reputation is printed on history books. Looking back hundreds of years, this is a case of war and disaster.

It was even recorded that the Hidden Demon Sect once sent five thousand black-armored demon soldiers who were fearless and invulnerable to the battlefield, directly completing a reversal, and completing a massacre of the righteous path and the court at that time.

No matter how strong your personal strength is, you will eventually stop before the military formation, just because the army in this world is not an army composed of ordinary people.

Military power and formation are not simple space arrangements, but they contain great mystery.

This is particularly obvious on the battlefield of the All Nations.

Ji Qianling glanced at the chess game that had been almost completed by the uterus, frowned and murmured: "The saint master disappeared for two years. What will he do at this time?"

He tapped his fingers on the chess table. When he saw the elite of the Demon Sect not far away waiting for him to reply, he spread his hands and laughed loudly. He immediately said in a deep voice: "The Holy Master is a big figure in my Demon Sect. It is naturally a happy event for him to visit my Hidden Demon Sect!

Give instructions and hold a banquet!

feast!!

I will personally invite the holy teacher!!!”

After saying that, he waved his white robe and walked out of the door of the quiet room.

Behind him, a look of contempt was left in Jin Tieweng's eyes, followed closely behind.

If it weren't for the praise of several ancestors, or if there were a group of rising stars to support you, your saint is afraid that you would be a living treasure, hum!!

The Jin Iron Gun followed the leader of Ji, so he also knew some secret plans...

For example, a higher-level figure has set his sights on the holy master, and now he is thinking about finding out the depth of the holy master. So, after searching for more than a year, he hasn't found anyone, but now he appears by himself.

If the foundation is shallow and there is no background, then why not leave such a person?

After all, there were a lot of secret scripts of the Demon Sect hidden in his belly.

Interesting, interesting~~~

Hey...

The corner of the Jin Iron Gun's lips grinned, revealing his lusty white teeth. He lowered his head and followed the sect leader who was one head short. His muscles were tense like bowstrings. A pair of clenched fists were surrounded by a faint black air, as if it could explode everything and push everything.

As he walked out of the quiet room, a demonic shadow like a ferocious beast was shining on the ground by the autumn sunlight.

...

...

The sun is a little bleak in autumn, like withered flowers by the road.

But withering, there will be rebirth, and even in the cold winter, there will be white plums.

Xia Wudi closed his long hair, and a faint fragrance of white plum blossoms appeared at the ends.

She is waiting.

She had submitted the application to "search the Prince's Mansion" to her boss, Shaofu.

The Shaofu went to the palace.

Now, she is waiting for a reply outside the palace, and I believe there will be news soon.

She stood outside the palace gate with a Mo Dao on her back, with two rows of embroidery flowers behind her.

When this kind of tension and the atmosphere is unusual, she will think of Xia Xuan, the only male member of the Xia family. She will feel sincerely relaxed and firmer in her heart.

She wants to protect all this.

If my younger brother is really ignorant and she can't change it, then let her protect this ignorant.

Therefore, in this terrifying killing situation, life and death situation, she cannot be defeated or died.

She is not alone.

She narrowed her eyes slightly, her almond eyes were filled with evil, and she exuded a more autumnal sternity.

The terrifying intuition made her feel that everything was not that simple, as if there was a big net slowly descending from the sky, as if the more vague shadow in the sky was playing with a piece of chess, and she was just a white piece on this chessboard.

She can only know where the trend is and where the truth is.

...

...

Ji Qianling wore a white dress, elegant and generous, with a smile on his face.

The golden iron urn behind him was wearing a gray suit and was almost burst into pieces by the Mad Ba's Heng Zheng.

On both sides, there are elders who are still in the Hidden Demon Sect at this time, working, including men and women, old and young, smiling, sad, full of evil spirits, and quiet.

Further down the road, there are two thousand demon disciples from the headquarters of the Hidden Demon Sect.

Further away, the maids and servants of the Hidden Demon Sect were preparing for a luxurious banquet, while many charming dancers had already started to wear makeup and change clothes, preparing to perform singing and dancing at the subsequent banquet.

This big array like a net bag, such a grand array, is to welcome the person who is climbing the mountain at this time.

brush!!

brush!!

brush!!

The figure was so fast that it was unimaginable and slow that it was unimaginable.

He was wearing a gray and gold robe and a simple copper ghost face on his face, and was walking up the steps.

His speed is so fast that it is thunder and lightning,

And raising hands and feet is like an old man taking a walk after a meal, as slow as a snail crawling,

This kind of conflict in time and space only makes people feel stuffy when they look at it, which is very tormenting.

As he approached, the people of the Hidden Demon Sect also saw clearly the appearance of the visitor...

Although he was separated by the ghost face, he could still see his pupils, which were like the storm of the earth. The spiritual power hidden in it made people unable to look directly. Those with a slightly weak will lose their fighting spirit just by looking at it. This is called a soldier who defeats others without fighting.

Even the officers of the Hidden Demon Sect only felt that in front of this person, the clothes on his body did not play a slight role in obstructing the body, as if the inside and outside of the body were completely exposed to his sight, and he couldn't help but feel fear.

The black hair exposed by the ghost face of the person came, like the storm of fire, flying and dancing wildly above his head, and the demonic energy emitted from the whole body was like a circle of black waves, coming from afar with the wind.

When he settled before the Hidden Demon Sect Mountain Gate, a terrifying aura had already stirred up.

The person who came was Xia Xuan.

The moment he stood still, except Ji Qianling and Jin Iron Gun, all the other people in the Hidden Demon Sect retreated one after another, as if they could not bear his majestic spirit. The slightly weaker demon disciple even felt sweet and could not help but rush out of blood.
Chapter completed!