My magic weapons are all rule-based

Xu Mo continued to advance without any pause. As the news continued to spread, the Demon Dao also fell into complete panic.

Sects were being wiped out one after another, and famous demon masters were killed one after another.

Challenge the entire Southern Xinjiang with one person!

Even though there is no shortage of top masters in the world of cultivation who can destroy multiple sects in a row, no one has ever done such a thing.

This is about making enemies all over the world, taking off your pants and farting, and not being flattered.

Now there is actually an extremely powerful lunatic who just stood up and did this ridiculous thing.

The legend about the Evil Lord of Zhenhai began to spread, and it continued to spread out of shape.

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The evil king of Zhenhai became obsessed with evil spirits, became insane, escaped into evil ways, and became murderous.

The hidden troll Zhenhai Evil Lord has been in seclusion for many years. Because he did not complete his personal murder plan on time, he went on a massacre to make up for the clock and complete the self-promoting performance indicators he set in his early years.

Zhenhai Evil Lord Realm only started to use Yin Banners to make obscene trousers during the foundation building period, and in the same year refined the Zhaohun Banners.

The evil cultivators in southern Xinjiang admired his name, looked up to him, and took the initiative to seek to recognize his master. As a result, the evil king of Zhenhai cut out his intestines and strangled his head on the spot.

The beautiful female evil cultivator took the initiative to express her love and presented a baby skull necklace that had been collected for many years and had been coiled into jade.

As a result, Zhenhai Evil Lord crushed all the bones in his body, his head was stuffed into the lower cavity and balled up into a ball of flesh, and finally it was sewn to the back of the giant monster's anus to create hemorrhoids.

There are piles of rumors mixed with real information.

But no matter what, the threat of Zhenhai Evil Lord is right in front of us and may strike at any time!

The entire southern Xinjiang demonic monks were as anxious as maggots in a hot cesspit...

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When the living environment is no longer suitable, animals will not hesitate to migrate.

As things continue to heat up, Southern Xinjiang has confirmed that Zhenhai Evil Lord has caused a disaster.

The vigorous battle royale activity begins here.

The remaining sects that were not ravaged by the evil disaster have all moved their families.

A large number of unused mountain gates were left in place and could not be taken away. There was no time to pry away the precious resources used to set up the formation in the early years.

Countless casual cultivators have entered the coveted demonic sect, transformed into garbage men, and cried with joy...

Each sect is divided into dozens of different escape routes. A small number will voluntarily surrender when they rush to the world, while the rest are mostly based on the long and dangerous survival experience in southern Xinjiang and dare not have any illusions about demons like Zhenhai Evil Lord. , so they can only migrate internally.

The destination of migration is the strongest sect in southern Xinjiang--Moluo Prison!

The Demon Prison is located in a pool of black and red magma. The fire outside is so fierce that ordinary creatures will die violently if they touch it!

Just above the flow of hot magma, a huge blood pupil spanning a hundred meters was suspended.

The dark pupils kept moving left and right, and dense bloodshot eyes filled the eye sockets, constantly exuding a thin blood energy.

Eye of Blood Dome!

The top-level sect-protecting artifact of the ninth level of the earth, the pinnacle of living weapon refining, is hard to find in the world!

This artifact has been fully activated, reaching the highest alert state!

Searching for enemies thousands of miles away, everything will be illuminated. Wherever the bloody light reaches, the bones will melt away!

Although the consumption is huge, due to the current emergency situation, it can only be turned on.

At this moment, demons gathered in the main hall of Moluo Prison.

The lowest level of cultivation in the game...in the early stage of becoming a god.

There was silence in the hall, and melancholy flowed among the demons.

The monks in Southern Xinjiang are not very good at cooperation. Intrigues and murders among fellow disciples are the norm.

And everyone present is an outstanding representative of the world of cunning and backstabbing.

But now they are forced to gather together.

There's no other way... I'm really at my wits' end...

A group of evil people, and now they meet someone with no bounds of evil... they can only choose to stick together for warmth and unite and cooperate.

"What on earth is he going to do! Who can give me the answer!!" For a long time, someone yelled and cursed.

"What are you shouting for?! Who doesn't want to know? Stop talking nonsense like this!" the long-browed monk said displeased.

"Damn it! If I can't think of a way, I'll have to fight him!"

"Then go ahead."

In an instant, all eyes were focused on the monk who complained.

The monk was heartbroken. He stood up and opened his clothes to reveal his strong chest muscles. He gritted his teeth and said angrily: "I haven't seen anything from the gun to the sword! Isn't it just life-threatening? I have one right here! Who wants to go with me? !”

No one spoke, and everyone began to use their eyes to force the monk...

Being stared at by a group of people, the monk gathered his clothes and sat down angrily.

The words in his mouth couldn't help but soften.

"I can die, but I can't die like an ant without performing anything. I won't agree to it!"

"Don't say harsh words if you don't have the guts!"

A strange sound came from the corner, and the hall fell into collective silence again.

After a long time, someone looked at the leader of the Demon Luo Prison Sect and said, "Sect Master Huo, can you really not find any help now?"

As soon as the leader of the Mo Luo Prison spoke, his voice was like a piece of iron sand rubbing violently, making people's skin crawl.

"This problem has already been discussed....it cannot be found."

After saying this, he couldn't help but lament again in his heart.

He is the one with the highest cultivation level in the field, the pinnacle of the Divine Palace.

But based on the collected information and his speculation, the Evil Lord of Zhenhai was definitely not a monk from the Divine Palace.

You Ming Demon Cultivator... His slaughter of all the cultivators present was no different from killing chickens and dogs.

It is not that there are no Netherworld monks in southern Xinjiang. There were old Netherworld monsters stationed in Moluo Prison.

But it is sad and embarrassing to talk about this matter... He can't find the old weirdo.

The higher the realm is, the stronger the strength is, the more isolated from the general cultivation world.

This Youming strongman no longer needs to rely on any sect to practice. The sect is a complete burden to them.

It's okay outside the southern border. Even if such a peerless strongman leaves the sect, he still remembers the old friendship and leaves some contact information to provide help when necessary.

But in the situation in southern Xinjiang, the relationship between the fellow disciples...

Generally, if you get ahead, you will run away. It is considered to be loyal and righteous if you don't turn back to kill your fellow disciples.

You won't consider others at all, and you may not even die.

The leader of the Demon Prison turned his head and looked at the master of the Tiancan Palace not far away.

"What about you? I remember that the ancestor of the Tiancan Palace is also Youming?"

"Do I need you to come here if I can find it?" The master of the Tiancan Palace rolled his eyes, and after thinking about it, he felt angry and lowered his head and cursed.

"Damn it! There is no humanity at all!"

The whole place was gloomy... and at the same time fell into reflection on life and the future development of the magic path.

Just at the moment of silence, a voice sounded in the crowd.

"Hey? I have a plan!"

"Speak quickly!"

The whole audience looked at the one-eyed monk who spoke in the center.

The one-eyed monk looked around, and after a moment of hesitation, he said: "Or... let's ask the Taigu Pavilion to do justice. They are the largest force in maintaining order in the north. They can't just stand by and watch people die, right?"

The whole place was silent for a moment, and the next second, a collective curse broke out.

"Are you fucking sick?! Have we in the southern border fallen to the point of asking for protection from the north?"

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