The Battle of Martial Arts Breaks the Wind and Cloud

Zeng Shushu cautiously walked to the side, concentrating on his guard, and at the same time controlled the magic treasure Xuanyuan Sword against the dim light.

Duan De looked around and saw the darkness in the forest, with streamers flashing from time to time, which was really dangerous. After thinking for a moment, he greeted everyone and motioned them to sit around the fire.

Duan De took a deep breath, and when he raised his hand, he touched it with his five fingers, and a flash of purple lightning appeared, and immediately, it turned into a purple dragon that was tens of feet long and rose into the air from his palm. The two rainbow lights of white and white interlaced and flew into the sky, forming a huge Tai Chi pattern. The Shenlong's body turned into a boundless purple light, submerged in the Tai Chi picture, and the whole Tai Chi picture immediately turned into a big bowl, covering the sky!

Seen from a distance, it seems that everyone is covered by the giant bowl, and the light is overflowing, like living things.

Although everyone knew that Duan De's cultivation was advanced, seeing him now, they were full of admiration!

Chapter 86 The New Sect Master

The night is deep, but the moon is gone.

In this dead lake, it seems that there has never been a moon.And in a dense deep forest in Nei Ze, Qing Yun and the others sat around a small fire, and a circle of brilliance protected everyone.

In the deep forest, there is not a streamer flashing, but when approaching the mask, it disappears inexplicably, and there seems to be a wind blowing in the forest.

The sound of the wind seemed to be whimpering, like a sad woman crying alone a long time ago, floating gently in the forest, brushing over the treetops, brushing the branches and leaves.

The entire dark forest, in this dark night, suddenly seemed to have life, and opened its heart, allowing its descendants to sing freely and actively in its infinitely broad chest.

Late at night, the wind blows through the forest.

The flame wavered.

Xiao Yicai closed his eyes and meditated, Zeng Shushu, Lin Jingyu and the others seemed to be tired too, they were lying beside the fire with all their clothes on, as if they had already fallen asleep.Only Duan De was still sitting on the other side of the fire, without any sleepiness, with a hint of evil charm at the corner of his mouth, his eyes were looking at the burning flame.And Lu Xueqi beside him also stared at Duan De's face blankly.

Baguio and Tian Linger also stared at Duan De affectionately with beautiful eyes, perhaps to the three women, Duan De seemed to be the only one in their hearts.

In the ancient forest, it became more and more silent. In the cold wind, it seemed that someone was sighing quietly in the treetops, in the distant horizon...

The other end of the Dead Marsh. .

The new sect master of the Demon Sect's Changsheng Hall was dressed in white, standing with his hands behind his back, looking up at the sky.The night wind in the swamp blew, and his skirt fluttered slightly, looking extraordinary, like a fairy.

Yuyangzi was killed by Duan De, Changshengtang will naturally elect a new sect master to preside over the overall situation.

Ten years ago in the battle of Qingyunmen, Yuyangzi died in battle, which dealt a great blow to Changshengtang.But after all, Changshengtang is one of the four major demon sects, with a profound foundation.

The night wind was slightly cool, and the air seemed to still be moist with the heavy rain just now. The surroundings were filled with darkness, but there was only his figure, still standing there, bold and conspicuous.

In the darkness behind him, there was a faint sound of breathing. It was his doorman hidden in the darkness, patiently waiting for his order in the darkness.

The Eternal Life Hall of the Demon Sect rose [-] years ago, and it has been passed down to Yuyangzi's generation. It is already the seventh generation with a long history, and the new head of the Eternal Life Hall is undoubtedly the eighth generation.

However, in the perilous world of Jade Immortals, behind this glorious scenery, the new head of the sect is very aware of the crisis facing Changshengtang.

No successor!Lack of top combat power...

Ten years ago during the Battle of Qingyun, Yuyangzi was promoted by the other three major factions of the Demon Cult to be the host. This was the moment when Changshengtang's reputation in the Demon Cult was at its peak and most prosperous in the past hundreds of years.At that time, Yuyangzi was full of ambition, and he had dozens of proud masters in his hands, all of whom he painstakingly cultivated in the past hundred years.

At that time, Yuyangzi really thought that there was nothing to stop him in this world. As long as he defeated the old Qingyun sect in one fell swoop, the reputation of Changshengtang would naturally deter the demon sect. With his own strength and the help of his masters, Changshengtang It is the second blood refinement hall in eight hundred years; and he will also become the second black-hearted old man!

However, all these beautiful dreams have completely disappeared on Qingyun Mountain!

Yuyangzi died in battle, so the strength of the new sect master is naturally not as good as Yuyangzi.In addition, many masters originally cultivated by Yuyangzi also suffered heavy casualties in the battle of Qingyun Mountain.Later, the Zhuxian Sword Formation was launched, and the surviving masters in the Changsheng Hall were killed and injured. Only one or two escaped, almost the entire army was wiped out.In this world, everything is easy to get, but the most difficult thing to get is talents, especially talents that you can completely trust in your own cultivation!

After the First Battle of Qingyun Mountain, the new head of Changshengtang worked hard for ten years, and gradually improved, but in the heart of the new head of the house, the shadow is getting bigger and bigger.

The first battle of Qingyun almost completely destroyed the main combat power of the Changshengtang. Over the years, if the foundation of the Changshengtang was not still there, it would shock all the enemies around. Oppose, and forcibly move the main hall to a remote place called the Death Swamp, far away from the sphere of influence of the other three major factions. Otherwise, I'm afraid the consequences are unknown.

However, just a month ago, the increasingly fierce internal strife in the Devil's Cult came to an abrupt end, and the last powerful small and medium sect, the Blood Refining Hall, was finally subdued by the Ghost King Sect.Everyone stood on the front line. After a brief and suffocating calm, the new head of the sect intuitively expected that the next thing would soon be a fierce infighting among the four major factions of the Demon Cult. .

After all, in the hearts of countless Devil Sect disciples, the figure of the black-hearted old man who ruled the Devil Sect and ruled the world eight hundred years ago is already an eternal legend!

But legends belong to legends, at this moment, it is extremely unfavorable to Changshengtang.Limited by strength, Changshengtang felt powerless in the internal struggle for the small and medium-sized factions, so that the strength of the other three factions widened the gap with the other three factions. The new head of the sect was so worried that he could hardly sleep at night.At this time, as if God had opened his eyes, a strange omen suddenly appeared in the swamp of death beside Changshengtang.

The new head of the sect was full of surprises. If he could really get a rare treasure like the "Zhuxian Ancient Sword" of Qingyunmen, first of all, Changshengtang would have no problem protecting itself, and then Xu Tu would develop, and it might not be impossible to turn around in the future.Under such circumstances, Changshengtang regards the rare treasures in the Dead Marsh as belongings in its pocket, and will never allow others to touch them.

But no one knew who leaked the news, and within a few days, the news spread across the world. Immediately, the world looked sideways, and masters of good and evil gathered in the Dead Marsh.

The new head of the sect was shocked and angry, but at this moment, he was not allowed to retreat, so he deployed all the strength of the Changshengtang in the dead marsh, while trying his best to find the whereabouts of the strange treasure, and at the same time, he was responsible for sniping and killing the foreign enemies.During these dozens of days, there were no fewer than dozens of people who were secretly murdered by Changshengtang in the Dead Marsh, among them were the Righteous Loose Immortals as well as masters from other sects of the Devil's Cult.

For the survival of the sect, the new sect master is already desperate!

That night, the new head of the sect received a secret report from the sect that a group of righteous figures had already broken into the inner circle of the dead marsh ahead, planning to spend the night there.And in the following waves of spies' reports, the new head of the sect's complexion became colder, and he already understood who they were.

It was a group of the most elite young disciples under the Qingyun sect. The new sect master frowned, took a deep breath, and stared into the distance, as if waiting for something.After a while, there was a sound of light footsteps in the darkness behind him. A middle-aged man who looked shrewd and thin came out and came to the side of the new sect master.

After the new sect master turned around, he revealed a somewhat vicissitudes of face.

The middle-aged man's name is Meng Ji, he is one of the best masters in the Changsheng Hall, and one of the few remaining masters in the Changsheng Hall after the first battle in Qingyun Mountain, so he has won the trust of the new head of the sect.At this moment, the new sect master has been unable to make up his mind, and he has to wait for this person to come back.

Meng Ji bowed to the new head of the sect, who shook his head slightly and said, "Forget it, there is no need to be too polite, what's the matter?"

The question was endless, but Meng Ji clearly understood what the new sect master was asking, and said in a low voice: "This subordinate has already taken people to search the Heishuigou and Baima River areas on the other side of the Dead Marsh. We didn't find people from Ghost King Sect, Wan Du Sect, and Hehuan Sect entering in large numbers, only a few small sect figures who were left alone, and the subordinates have already solved it directly."

The new head of the sect cheered up, smiled for the first time, nodded and said: "Okay! In this way, we will have no worries. Tonight, we will use all our strength to raid the young people in Qingyun sect who don't know the heights of the sky and the earth. Get rid of these people first, and the righteous way will be powerless to fight with them." We fight!"

Meng Ji didn't seem to be happy on his face, instead he was worried, hesitated for a moment, and finally said: "Master, but three days ago, a secret post near Dawang Village sent back news that Gui Li and Qin Wuyan had arrived Near the Dead Marsh, and Jin Ping'er from the Hehuan faction has always been erratic, we have to be on our guard!"

The new head of the sect twitched his muscles, showing resentment, and said in a hateful voice: "I don't know this! Those people in the righteous way just want that treasure, but Wan Dumen and Guiwangzong want me. life!"

Meng Ji's body shook, he didn't know what was going on in his mind, his face was uncertain, and he said in a low voice: "Master, what shall we do?"

The new head of the sect snorted, took a deep breath, slowed down, and said: "We have no way to turn back. Before the Wandu Sect, Ghost King Sect, and Hehuan Sect have arrived, we will first follow the right way. These little bastards solved it, and then searched for the rare treasure with all their strength, once they got it, judging by the strange omens of the past few days, it must be a rare treasure that never came out of the world, and we will not be afraid of the other three factions!"

Meng Ji bowed his head and said, "Sect master has a high opinion."