"Is the matter of the erasure of the Heavenly Way true or false?"

The Black Arhat obviously disbelief, "If I use my cultivation level in the Feather Realm, I will really have the way of heaven to erase me?"

The Poison Venerable looked contemptuous and suggested, "How about you try it?"

The black arhat's expression surged.

Xuansan people sneered.

On the contrary, the lady Miao frowned, "The way of heaven was erased, and only the records of the Taoist practice and rumors of monks. I have never heard of anyone who has experienced it in person..."

Xuansan Ren was speechless, "Is there a possibility that all those who have experienced it have been erased..."

The ink painting below shook his head slightly.

“Not all…”

"I'm not erased!"

However, it was just a coincidence that the formation collapsed and triggered the limit of the Heavenly Dao. However, his cultivation level was low, and the thunder tribulation was "stunned" for a moment, and it was not really about to kill him, so he left his "little life"...

Mo Hua thought in her mind:

It has always been a taboo to erase the way of heaven.

Most monks follow this rule, but may not truly recognize the horror of this rule.

Just like that stupid big black arhat and the pink-looking lady Miao, she was still a little bit skeptical after hearing Xuan Sanren's words.

I don't seem to believe it, there is really the so-called way of heaven...

But they didn't seem to be struggling with it.

After a while, they got back to the point and talked about Daoting again...

"What should I do with the monks from the Dao Ting?" asked Xuan Sanren.

"What else can I do?" Hei Luohan sneered, "The Demon Cult has always acted directly, and it is nothing more than the word "kill"!"

Xuan Sanren's eyes turned cold, "I mean, how to kill?"

The Poison Venerable thought for a moment and said, "Let them enter the soul refining banner, block the secrets of heaven, set up the blood evil formation, open the evil eye of the demon sword, let's take action together and kill him cleanly!"

"They're not that stupid, are they?"

"Whether it is stupid or not depends on whether the benefits are big enough."

"As long as the profit is great, no matter how smart a person is, he will be stupid."

"Mr. Zhuang is in the formation. As long as you dare to open the banner, they will definitely dare to come in at all costs."

"Compared with the immortal fate, a few people died, just a trivial matter..."

...

"Where is the real person of Yuhua from Daoting?" Xuansanren said again.

The Poison Venerable said: "The way of heaven is limited, and the real person of Yuhua in the Daoting is like you and me, and he dare not let go of it, so the main force of this battle is still the Golden Pill..."

"If the Yuhua Zhenren does not use Yuhua's cultivation, it will be stronger than the Jindan..."

He glanced at the audience, and a sneer appeared on his lips, "In this Demon Palace, hundreds of golden elixir demon cultivators gathered, practicing orthodox magic skills, practicing superior evil magic, and all with all kinds of evil weapons and magic weapons. They all have blood in their hands and kill people like numbness. They are far from comparable to those monks in high positions and pampered places in the Dao Court."

"A golden elixir demon cultivator, if he forms a demon soldier, he will definitely kill all directions! He will greatly damage the Daoting's vitality!"

"We will definitely seize the opportunity of Tongtian for the Demon Lord who is buried in Guixu!"

The four feathered demons all looked crazy.

But in the eyes, selfish desires gradually surged.

"When will the Five Elements Mountain Protection Array be broken?" asked the Poison Venerable.

Xuansan man shook his head, "It cannot be broken, it can only be consumed."

"Sweep?"

Xuansan nodded and said, "Yes, that man has excellent achievements in formation. He is in charge of the Five Elements Mountain Protection Formation. This formation cannot be broken, so he can only find a way to waste..."

"Detected the spirit stones and consumed his vitality."

"He has exhausted his energy and his lamp is gone, and his life will not last long. If he continues to consume it, the Five Elements Formation will be unsustainable..."

"As long as he breaks the formation and surrounds the mountain, no matter how amazing he is, no matter how arrogant he is, he will eventually fall into our hands."

The Poison Venerable nodded slightly.

"This is a solution..."

Everyone was silent for a moment, and the black arhat suddenly sneered and said, "After that, this person is really betrayal of everyone. The Demon Sect wants to kill him, and Daoting will not let him go..."

"No one in this world wants to save him."

The Poison Venerable sneered, "He was too popular back then, offended too many people, and was so great that everyone coveted him. Now that he is at a loss, who would think of saving him?"

The ink painting sounds very unhappy.

After the Poison Venerable finished speaking, he suddenly remembered something and said with some meaning:

"It is said that this person has a senior brother who not only broke with him, but also turned against his master's sect and sacrificed himself to the devil, and was even named the "Taoist" of my Demon Sect..."

"Become my demon sect, the only demon cultivator who was named "Taoist" without Dongxu!"

The Poison Venerable looked coldly at the seat and looked at the demonic Taoist.

There is contempt in this gaze.

Everyone's eyes followed the Poison Venerable and turned to the Devil Taoist, and behind the Devil Taoist... the small Mo Hua.

He was stared at by the four old ancestors of the Eternal Ancestors and a group of Golden Pill Demon Cultivators.

The pressure of ink painting was too great, so I couldn't help but hide behind "Master" again.

The intriguing Taoist's pupils were pitch black and his expression was cold, as if no one was around.

The four of them were feathered, their eyes were cold.

The title of Taoist priest contains the word "Tao", which is the top and most transcendent title under the Demon Cult's Underworld Ancestor and besides the Demon Lord.

Ordinary demon cultivators only know the reason, but not the reason.

I can't understand the weight of the word "Tao Ren".

But these four demon ancestors who have reached the Feather Realm are clear.

These two words are out of reach.

But now, a mere monk who is righteous and righteous, who is betrayed his master, forgets his ancestors, and is halfway through the devil, and even his realm is nothing but a feathered monk, can he be named "The Devil and Taoist"?!

They were dissatisfied.

The black arhat sneered: "So, that person was your junior brother at least. You should be serious and don't tell me any affection?"

Mrs. Miao covered her mouth and giggled, "No wonder she is so heartless, she is not tolerated by the righteous way and wants to be a devil."

Her eyes slightly moved, and she saw the ink painting hiding behind the evil Taoist. Her eyes lit up and she praised in her heart:

"This little kid looks so handsome..."

"The most important thing is that your eyes are clear and your temperament is gentle, and you are like a rough jade. You have no magic skills and are not stained with any filth. If you keep them by your side, you will be more nourished and replenish them, you will definitely feel a different taste..."

Mrs. Miao's heart was rising, but her face was still slightly cold, and she sneered:

"This is the 'Ten Thousand Demons Society'. Those here are either the Demon Ancestor or the Great Demon Cultivator who scares the news. Although you are a 'Taoist', you are so disgusted with such a young cultivator who has not even practiced magic skills to participate in the Ten Thousand Demons Society?"

The insidious Taoist sat upright and said nothing.

Now even Xuansanren frowned and snorted coldly: "A mere magic clone, she is quite arrogant..."

If the demonic Taoist came in person, he might have given some face.

He would even regard him as a distinguished guest, sit on the same level as his own demon ancestors, and sit upright on the throne of the White Bone, and above all the demons.

But now, he is just a puppet of demonic parasitics!

So arrogant?

The demonic Taoist's eyes were dull and there was no expression.

Mo Hua wanted to say to him, "My master means I don't want to pay attention to you..."

But he felt that in such an occasion, he was not very good at speaking rashly, so he silently swallowed the words back into his stomach.

The atmosphere between the scenes was a little solemn for a moment.

Just as Mo Hua was worried about whether they would attack "Master" or not, the old Poison Venerable with green lips made a smooth move:

"Forget it, since you have been involved in the Demon Sect, you will be together with the same energy..."

"Now our enemy is Dao Ting, and the purpose is Mr. Zhuang. It is not advisable to have a disagreement at this time..."

The atmosphere between the scenes was slightly relieved.

Mo Hua curled her lips secretly.
To be continued...