His understanding is incredible: The Holy Sect Demon Boy created magical powers at the age of ten

In Yangzhou, in a luxuriously decorated manor, a fat man with a fat figure and a kind appearance lay on a rattan chair, and his fat body almost completely filled the entire rattan chair.

His dress, pearlescent and treasured is full of nouveau riche, anyone who sees it will think that this is a rich businessman with a rich family.

At this moment, on both sides of his body, all kinds of beauty Yingying Yanyan gathered together, slender little hands kept beating his whole body, with a smile in his eyes, and kept throwing winks at him, but no one spoke.

The reason is simple, in front of this rich businessman, a mysterious man dressed in black is kneeling on one knee, not stopping saying something.

A moment later, the rich businessman's slightly squinted eyes suddenly opened, and a dazzling cold light shot out from them.

"Gee, the Holy Son and the elder are facing off, this kind of thing is really a strange news that has not been heard in the two sects and six sects of my demon sect for a hundred years, Lao Tzu really wants to see, who is that Lin Xuan?"

"By the way, this son is extraordinary, he can practice to such a realm, I am afraid that he has been learning martial arts for some years, why has the old man never heard of his name?"

The mysterious man in black paused slightly when he heard the fat man's words, and then spoke; "Holy Son Lin Xuan, one year old, three days of martial arts!"

Bang!

The table in the hands of the rich merchant instantly fell apart, his eyes stared at the mysterious man in black, and he said word by word; "Say it again!"

The mysterious man in black gritted his teeth and replied; "Holy Son Lin Xuan, one year old, three days of martial arts!"

The fat rich businessman stood up and stood up

"This is impossible, I have been traversing the rivers and lakes for decades, I have seen countless martial arts wizards, and even the most famous Heavenly Sword Nameless I have seen, who can learn martial arts at the age of one and be comparable to a martial arts grandmaster in three days?!"

This fat man is Fujia Anlong, who ranks fifth among the eight masters of the Demon Gate today.

He is a follower of the Evil King Shi Zhixuan, the lotus master of the Heavenly Lotus Sect, and with his martial arts Tianxin Lotus Ring, he has been famous for decades.

"What the subordinates said is true!" The man in black gritted his teeth and said.

"If what you said is right, then my Holy Sect is really going to have a big accident, one year old to learn martial arts, three days comparable to a grandmaster, this Yin Lu Holy Son, what kind of demon should be against the sky?!"

"The appearance of this son is enough to change the pattern of the two sects and six factions of my demon sect today, and even the pattern of the martial arts in the world will change!" Anlong took a deep breath to calm his mood.

A moment later, his whole aura suddenly changed, and a fierce and cold aura surged, like a giant beast awakening, which was a world away from before.

"Prepare a horse, go to the Yin Lu faction!"

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In the western regions, in the yellow sand desert, as far as the eye can see, the wild sand is rushing, the hurricane is strong, and this bad weather is completely uninhabitable.

Rumble!

There was a deafening explosion in the wind and sand, which completely covered out even the sound of the wind and sand blowing on the ground.

Looking closely, a purple vortex that emitted seven terrifying seats rushed through the wind and sand like a sky-swallowing behemoth.

Purple swirls.

One of the cyan figures walked leisurely in the desert, and every step he took was ten zhang away, this was a strong and terrifying powerhouse.

This man was dressed as a scribe, long and thin, on the surface he looked polite and elegant, Bai Zhe's thin face had a smile on it, but a pair of eyes showed a fierce light of evil and cruelty, and his eyes had a purple glow, which was strange and terrifying.

"Ten years of seclusion in the Western Desert, today Purple Qi Tianluo Dacheng, Yin Luo Holy Son, I hope you don't let me down!"

Icy voices echoed in the desert.

This person was none other than Xi Ying, the Heavenly Monarch who ranked fourth among the eight masters of the Demon Gate today.

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Jiangnan Water Town.

In a Jedi valley shrouded in thick fog, a black shadow could be seen quietly dormant, which was a ruined Taoist temple.

The green bricks and tiles are covered with green vines, and the whole road is not very popular.

In the ruined hall, the roof is completely missing, and a statue is generally placed quietly on the floor of the main hall.

The statue is covered with dust and cobwebs, and I don't know how long it has been here.

And three feet in front of the statue, a long sword with the same dim light was inserted upside down on the ground, and this long sword did not have the slightest fierce aura like ordinary scrap iron.

It was noon, and in the sky, the golden sun gradually moved to the center.

It's noon!

The long sword and sword shadow showed a ninety degree angle.

Suddenly, the long sword like scrap iron shook violently, and the sword body burst into brilliant brilliance.

A sword groan resounded in the sky, and this long sword was like a shocking rainbow piercing the sky, and the fierce sword intent instantly made all the green vines within a radius of hundreds of zhang die.

And the dusty statue also suddenly burst into a loud noise, all the dust was blown away, and a figure walked out of it.

It was a clean-looking, dark-skinned Taoist who looked up at the sky, jumped and flew into the air.

The long sword that looked like a white rainbow hovered around him, and from a distance, it looked like a white divine dragon surrounding him.

It took a long time before he landed.

The Daoist looked at the long sword in his hand, shook his head and sighed with a sigh on his face: "Although my Meridian Gang has practiced to the eighteenth level, the realm of the same stream of sword gang is still in the realm of divine separation instead of divine flow, and it has not been achieved after all!" "

"It seems that it is necessary to go out of the customs, that Yin Lu Saint Son is so devilish, it is said that his magic skills are shocking to the world, maybe he has a way to let me master the essence of the sword gang and the same stream!"

He was none other than the seventh Meridian Sword Zuo You Immortal among the eight masters of the Demon Gate!

On this day, the top powerhouses of all the Demon Sects all set off one after another to go to the Yin Lu Sect.

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