Chapter 1139 I Am Back!

In the land of the Southern Barbarians, in the depths of the Hundred Thousand Mountains, an old monk of the Subhuti Monastery led two young disciples and forced a demon warrior with the strength of the real alchemy to the foot of a cliff. There is no way to retreat from the high mountain wall.

Although the two people brought by the old monk were said to be young disciples, they were actually forty or fifty years old, but in the Subhuti Temple, disciples of this age were considered 'young'.

"'Leng Mo Dao' Fang Chenkong, you slaughtered barbarian tribes in the southern barbarian land with cruel and outrageous methods. Do you think you can escape in this southern barbarian land?"

Fang Chenkong sneered and said, "Old monk, why do you want to commit crimes? It's not been a day or two for someone from our side to hang out in this southern barbarian land. I don't believe you don't know, it was another barbarian tribe who paid for it. I murdered.

You don't care about them, but you are here to trouble me. Isn't it because you Subhuti Temple and Daguangming Temple joined forces to go to Kunlun, but you were kicked out in a disheveled manner, so you became angry and wanted to take us as casual cultivators of the magic way Surgery? "

The old monk in the Subhuti Temple recited the Buddha's name and said, "Fang Chenkong, you have a deep demonic nature, and you are still obsessed with delusions until now.

Since you can't let go of the butcher's knife, the poor monk has no choice but to send you to see Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva. "

Saying that, the old monk of Subhuti Temple said to the two younger monks behind him: "You guys do it."

This old monk from the Subhuti Monastery has the cultivation level of the Real Fire Realm. If he really wants to kill Fang Chenkong, he can actually kill Fang Chenkong with three moves.

The reason why he has to slowly drive him into a dead end is just to exercise his disciple's actual combat ability.

It is too difficult for these ascetic monks in Subhuti Monastery to truly become a teacher, and the requirements are extremely high, so the age of the disciples is generally too old, and the cultivation base has reached the realm of true alchemy, but they only recite Buddhist scriptures in the temple for a lifetime, and there are not a few of them. .

Cultivation base and combat effectiveness are two different things after all, so there are often such masters among ascetic monks who take their disciples out to walk the rivers and lakes to exercise their actual combat abilities.

Fang Chenkong snorted coldly, clenched the long knife in his hand, his strength was mobilized to the extreme, and he was ready to fight to the death, at least he could die with dignity.

Two true alchemy warriors from the Subhuti Monastery rushed up and fought Fang Chen in a fight.

The experience of these two people is naturally not comparable to that of Fang Chenkong, the demonic murderer who fought in the southern barbarian martial arts since childhood, but the two of them are from the great faction after all, with profound strength and various martial arts that they can control. It is also stronger than Fang Chenkong, except for the initial discomfort, he can be easily suppressed.

Seeing that Fang Chenkong couldn't hold on any longer and was about to be beheaded, the old monk of Subhuti Temple sighed and recited a Buddha's mantra.

At this moment, wisps of fluctuations appeared in the space, as if the calm water surface was wrinkled by the breeze.

A figure was 'squeezed' out from the ripples, and in an instant, the monstrous devilish energy enveloped the entire cliff. In front of that powerful aura, the old monk of Subhuti Monastery who was also in the Real Fire Refining God Realm, he The poor Buddha light on his body was directly suppressed to less than a foot away from him.

The three people who were fighting all subconsciously stopped their hands. The old monk of Subhuti Temple looked at the person who appeared suddenly, and could no longer maintain a stable state of mind. At this time, a peaceful Buddha heart has already set off a turbulent wave. , even his eyes had a look of horror!

Chu Xiu shook his head, until now he still has a feeling of bewilderment.

In fact, he didn't intend to return to the lower realm just like that.

Even if he found the passage, he still had to study whether it was safe. After all, if he came to Daluotian from other places, he had to go through layers of space storms, and he had to be protected by the Tongtian Key.

And he had to think carefully about whether he needed to bring anything from Da Luotian, and how he would use this passage between the lower realm and Da Luotian.

The premise of these is that Chu Xiu can only think about it if he can find this channel.

As a result, who would have thought that things would happen so suddenly, there was a strong suction force between the two space cracks, Chu Xiu had just approached, and was directly sucked into it.

But as soon as he came out of that space, Chu Xiu saw the people in front of him, felt the familiar atmosphere, and a smile appeared on his face.

He, Chuxiu, is finally back!

And the old monk of the Subhuti Temple in front of him looked at Chu Xiu, and the horror in his eyes could no longer be concealed.

Chu Xiu didn't recognize him, but he recognized Chu Xiu.

When the Zhengdao Alliance went to Kunlun Mountain together in the past, he was at the Subhuti Temple, and he was deeply impressed by Chuxiu.

A year ago, the whole world was rumored that this demon died in a secret place, under the power of heaven and earth.

With the closure of Kunlun Mountains and Ye Shaonan practicing in a low-key manner, all of a sudden, the power of the magic way was greatly reduced, and the whole rivers and lakes returned to calm, returning to the time when righteous martial arts dominated the rivers and lakes.

As a result, now, he actually saw Chu Xiu again, this devil, he is back!

At this moment, many things flashed through the mind of the old monk in Subhuti Temple.

For example, why Chu Xiu didn't die, and what impact his return would have on the entire Jianghu, etc.

But in the end, these things all turned into one sentence: "Run! Run away!"

He yelled angrily at the two monks from the Subhuti Monastery, his palm burst out with energy, and he threw them down behind him.

And he was pinching the Buddha seal with both hands, and the endless Buddha light behind him bloomed in an instant, and his blood was burning, turning into hot Buddha light and condensing into a phantom of Buddha standing upright.

Facing this devil who once made the whole Jianghu feel troublesome, the old monk of Subhuti Monastery did not dare to underestimate or relax in the slightest.

As long as he can hold the other party back and let the remaining two go back to report, his desperate fight will be worth it.

There was a calm smile on the corner of Chu Xiu's mouth, and his hand was already on the waist.

Two very simple actions, draw the knife and chop down.

At that moment, the edge shrouded the entire cliff, everything was divided, the light of Buddha died, and Buddha Nirvana.

The old monk of Nasubhudhi Temple still had a look of disbelief in his eyes, but a line of blood emerged from his forehead and he fell to the ground.

Putting the knife back into its sheath, the pure magic energy in Chu Xiu's hand turned into a longbow.

The bow was drawn to the full moon, and two long arrows burst out with the power of extinction and the fire of destroying the world, making a loud bang.

The moment the two arrows were shot, Chu Xiu turned his head and glanced at Fang Chenkong, who had a dull face, and said lightly, "Are you a demon warrior?"

Fang Chenkong was taken aback for a moment, then nodded sharply.

"Then would you like to go back to the Kunlun Demon Sect with me?"

Fang Chenkong nodded violently again, and then saluted directly: "See Lord Demon Lord!"

He recognized Chu Xiu.

Among all the demon warriors in the Jianghu, who doesn't recognize Chu Xiu? That was the existence that almost pushed the entire magic way back to its peak five hundred years ago.

Fang Chenkong rose to prominence in a remote place like Nanman, and his life here is not bad, so when the Kunlun Demon Sect faced the whole world to recruit disciples, he did not choose to go to the westernmost Kunlun Demon Sect.

At this time, the rumored dead Lord of the Demon Cult stood in front of him. Of the three monks who wanted to kill him before, two had turned into fly ash and one was lying on the ground. If he dared to say 'no' In other words, he didn't think that just because he was a member of the devil's way, he could survive the disaster.

Chu Xiu nodded in satisfaction, and with a wave of his hand, a bit of the World-Exterminating Fire fell, burning the body of the old monk of Nasubodhi Temple into fly ash.

"How long has it been since I died?"

Although Chu Xiu's words seemed awkward, Fang Chenkong still said, "It's been almost a year."

Chu Xiu nodded. He asked this question, but he just wanted to make sure that the time in Da Luotian was the same as that in the lower realm.

Now it seems that they should be exactly the same, and even the locations of these two spaces are extremely close.

Chu Xiu also had some guesses about the space passage for him to return to the lower realm. Here, it should be the place where the two worlds overlap.

The passage of Daluotian is in the depths of the Diluo Mountains, which belongs to the land of the Nanman, and the passage of the lower realm is also in the depths of the Shiwan Dashan, which is also the land of the Nanman.

The two passages are located in the southernmost part of the two worlds, and at a certain point they correspond to each other neatly, so they overlap, allowing people to come and go here at will.

Because this is not a space crack that has been torn apart, there is no power fluctuation, and there is no space storm to and from here. Naturally, there is no need for the Tongtian Key. Bring it down.

"During this time, how is my Kunlun Demon Sect? What about the situation in Jianghu?"

Fang Chenkong replied cautiously: "The Kunlun Demon Sect is fine. After your lord died...after you disappeared, Da Guangming Temple and Subhuti Temple joined hands to go to Kunlun Mountain to seal the Rootless Holy Flame.

However, Wei Shuya, Senior Wei stepped into the realm of Tongxuan, controlled the Rootless Holy Flame, and forced the two sects to retreat. Since then, the Kunlun Demon Sect has been closing the mountain, and no more disciples have left the mountain.

As for the situation in Jianghu, many subordinates don't know, but the situation of my Demon Dao is getting more and more difficult.

The Kunlun Demon Sect includes the lineage of hidden demons and most of the casual cultivators of the demonic way. At this time, the mountain is closed, and the forces of the demonic way are almost empty.

Moreover, although the Moon Worship Sect did not close the mountains, they still practiced in the Miao border all day long, and few people went out.

The two most powerful demonic sects in the world are not present, but we and other demonic warriors are suppressed, which is extremely miserable. "

Listening to Fang Chenkong's description, a cold look appeared in Chu Xiu's eyes.

Originally, he thought that since he was 'dead', the world would not be so afraid of the Kunlun Demon Sect, and the Alliance of Righteous Paths would be disbanded.

In fact, he guessed half right, the Righteous Path Alliance was indeed disbanded, but the Buddhist monks did more than the Righteous Path Alliance, trying to wipe out the Kunlun Devil Sect lineage from the root.

Daguangming Temple, Subhuti Temple.

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