Time and space in the heavens

Chapter 589 The four factions of magic
  Ghost King Sect, Hehuan Sect, Wandu Sect, Changsheng Hall.

These four sects are all the most powerful forces in the Demonic Path. Even eighteen years ago, when the Demon Lord of the Six Paths was still alive, he could not completely conquer these four major forces.

Eighteen years ago, in the battle of Honghe Village, the Demon Lord of Six Paths died at the hands of Yan Chixia, the leader of the Righteous Alliance at that time - the leader of the Xuanxin Sect. The successor of the Seven Nights Demon Lord was just a child. How could he conquer these four major sects? . Over the past ten years, the four major sects have changed from being dependent on the Demon Lord of Six Paths to being independent today. Even the old demon from Black Mountain, who is known as the number one demon in the demon world, has to give them some points.

On this day, Southern Xinjiang, Huqi Mountain.

As early as more than a hundred years ago, the current leader of the Ghost King Sect led his disciples to move here, relying on the easy-to-defend but difficult-to-attack terrain to compete with good and evil.

In Huqi Mountain, in the lobby.

Dressed in snow-white plain clothes, he was dressed like a middle-aged scholar, but with a hint of vicissitudes of life between his brows, the contemporary head of the Ghost King Sect was sitting on a Taishi chair.

Beside him are the four masters of the Ghost King Sect - Qinglong, White Tiger, Suzaku, and Xuanwu. Each of these four people is a person with advanced cultivation, and has the same name as the four Xuanxin generals of the Xuanxin sect. If the four generals Xuan Xin were placed in front of them, there would only be one result.

That is, being beaten to death by these four people!

"Oh?" The Ghost King held a small piece of paper in his hand. The piece of paper recorded the spies lurking in the righteous path. The news that had just been sent to him showed a bit of amusement in his vicissitudes of life.

"News came from the Xuanxin Zongzong. A few days ago, the Seven Night Demon Lord appeared in the world again, but was eradicated by the sect leader Jin Guang and the four generals of Xuanxin and others, and was buried in the belly of the Dead Soul Abyss Mountain?"

"Sect Master, this is really great." Before the Ghost King finished speaking, Bai Hu, the most restless among the four, spoke first, "As soon as the Seven Nights Demon Lord died, the Yin Yue Dynasty lost its royal bloodline, and people must be in panic. How about we Take advantage of the situation. By then, Sect Master, you may not have the chance to become the second One Night Demon Lord."

"Second brother." After hearing what Bai Hu said, Qinglong couldn't help scolding in a low voice, "Don't talk nonsense."

"Sect Master, is the news true?" Xuanwu, the most calm among the four, asked.

The Ghost King pinched the note with two fingers and exerted force, turning the thin note into fly ash. He smiled lightly and said, "The news is true, but no one saw the Seven Nights Demon Lord die with his own eyes."

"What's more, in the environment of the Necromantic Abyss, even if the Seven Nights Demon Lord wants to return to the Demon Palace, it may not be an easy task."

The Xuanyin Demon Gate connects the human world and the Demon Palace.

If you want to open the Xuanyin Demon Gate, the conditions are extremely harsh. Not only must there be enough demonic energy to support it, but it must also not be discovered by outsiders.

Everyone present had entered the Necromantic Abyss countless times to look for the treasures left behind by the black-hearted old man in the past. Hearing what the Ghost King said, everyone nodded in sympathy when they thought of the situation in the Necromantic Abyss.

"Sect Master, in my opinion, we might as well wait and see what happens." The only woman among the four holy envoys, Suzaku Youji, said coldly.

"What the little sister said is true." Qinglong, the leader of the Four Holy Envoys, nodded in agreement, "Sect Master, let alone whether the Seven Nights Demon Lord is really dead, even if he is indeed dead, the Qianyue Dynasty In the past few years, occupying the orthodox position of the Demonic Path is not so easy to mess with, so we’d better wait and see how it changes!”

"Brother Long's words are exactly what I want." The Ghost King smiled freely, stood up from his chair, turned around and walked to the back hall, "No matter whether the Seven Nights Demon Lord is dead or alive, someone will definitely jump out. We will wait and see. Just change it!"

A sense of ridicule overflowed from his words.

The four holy envoys had followed the Ghost King for many years, but they had no idea what he meant by his words. They all showed their sincere submission and said in unison: "It's the sect master."

……………… Changshengtang.

"Hahahaha." A burst of hearty laughter rang out from the Wanchun Hall, the chief helm of the Changsheng Hall. The current head of the Changsheng Hall, Yu Yangzi, laughed wildly, and there was an irrepressible sense of pride in the laughter. .

On both sides of Yu Yangzi, the masters accumulated by the Changsheng Hall over the past dynasties were divided into two rows, standing at the bottom.

"Hahahaha." Yuyangzi smiled without any trace of the demeanor of a sect leader. He almost died from laughter. His face with a bit of immortality was filled with uncontrollable ecstasy, "Great. It’s great, first one of the Six Paths died, and now another seven nights, the bloodline of the Yin Yue Dynasty has been completely cut off.”

"This is truly God's blessing to me, the Hall of Eternal Life!"

At the end of the story, Yuyangzi had already begun to imagine that after he annexed the Yinyue Dynasty, he would ascend to the ninth level and become the master of the demonic path. There was even more lust in his eyes.

"Meng Ji!" After being ecstatic, Yu Yangzi made a decisive decision and began to issue orders. His eyes fell on his most trusted confidant, a middle-aged man.

"My subordinate is here." Meng Ji was a confidant who had followed Yu Yangzi for many years. He was deeply popular and was greatly cultivated by Yu Yangzi.

Yu Changsheng Hall is almost certain to be the next head.

"You immediately lead the troops to set off to where the Demon Palace is. We will attack the Demon Palace and replace the Yin Yue Dynasty and become the overlord of the Demonic Way."

"Yes, Hall Master."

What kind of master brings out what kind of people.

Among the four major factions, Yuyangzi himself has always been known for his bravery and foolhardiness, and the people under his command naturally don't have much brains either.

After hearing the news from the righteous path and confirming that the message was correct, a fanatical atmosphere filled the whole Changsheng Hall to conquer the Demon Palace and dominate the Demonic Path.

At this moment, Yu Yangzi gave an order, and the entire Changsheng Hall quickly moved into action. Countless experts gathered to search for the location of the Demon Palace according to the records left by people who had been to the Demon Palace in the past generations.

Changshengtang, the dominant force in the demonic world, is about to launch an attack on the Yinyue Dynasty, which has ruled the demonic world for thousands of years.

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Liubo Mountain and Xiaoyao Stream in the East China Sea!
  "Hahaha." Except for people in the Demonic Path, few people know that in the vast East China Sea, there is the Hehuan Sect, one of the four major sects of the Demonic Path.

Wearing a long red and yellow dress, boldly dressed, but not at all charming, and vaguely aloof, Mrs. Sanmiao, the head of the Hehuan sect, was reclining on the brocade. On the couch, a wild laugh burst from his mouth.

Laughter like silver bells echoed in the palace, and beside her stood an extremely charming girl wearing a golden robe.

"Master," the girl said after Mrs. Sanmiao stopped laughing, "Now the Changsheng Hall is gathering people to attack the Demon Palace. What should we do?"

"What should I do?" Mrs. Sanmiao smiled coldly and mentioned the Changsheng Hall with a look of disdain.

(End of this chapter)