Chapter 776

The first seat of the Dongming Hall?

When Fang Yuan heard this person's name, he felt an extremely strange feeling in his heart.

Before, he guessed that the Immortal League must have arranged people to receive these magic treasures, and he also knew that the masters of the Holy Land had reached the sky and came quickly. These people who received the magic treasures would definitely come later than those Holy Land Lords. Now, these people appeared at about the same time as he guessed. They are indeed people from the Immortal League, and their strength and number are not weak...

However, now that these people appear, they immediately want to take away the Burial Monument. Should they give it to them?

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"Shoot" "Shoot" "Shoot"

In the sky above Tianyuan, countless air mechanisms passed away in a flash, and the sky and the earth also trembled.

Those air machines appeared from the northern end of the Demon Territory, and they flew tens of thousands of miles away in an instant.

Not to mention mortals, even the Nascent Soul monks couldn't really see the shadows of those figures.

In their consciousness, they could only feel that extremely terrifying air mechanisms appeared one after another. The sky and the earth shrank suddenly, making people breathless, but they disappeared abruptly.

These several air mechanisms, from the northern end of the demon domain, rushed to the southern end of the demon domain, stayed away from the demon domain, bypassed the demon border, and went straight to the South China Sea.

After chasing, chasing, and fighting several times, he has come to a wilderness in the extreme south of the demon territory, bordering the demon border.

The air machine in front obviously slowed down a lot, as if the injury could no longer be suppressed, and then the few air machines seized the opportunity and rushed up, one of them said coldly: "It is your ability to escape for so long, but now you have eaten Wangqing Island Master's stick, hit me with a sword, and been injured by the nine-fold emperor's seal in the air, how can you escape?"

The air machine in front is the Lord of Darkness who has escaped from the world of gods and demons. His spiritual consciousness is a little weak, and he exudes spiritual consciousness and said: "It seems that you really hate me to death, and you will chase me for millions of miles. If you don't kill me, you will never turn back, right?"

"How much trouble have you caused yourself, and want to destroy this world, how can you be tolerated?"

In the western void, the white-robed Zhanxian riding the Pegasus abandoned the already extremely tired Pegasus and came striding forward.

"I just want to snatch the Burial Monument..."

The Lord of Darkness in front of him smiled wryly, as if he said helplessly.

"We all know that the Burial Monument is related to the Great Tribulation. You don't want to get this tablet to bring down the Great Tribulation. I don't know why you decided to do this, but you are an enemy of the world, and you are indisputable. You can either go back with us and make it clear, or, for the sake of the world, we will join forces to cut you off and destroy your soul, and that's fine!"

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Under the force of the sound, the several air mechanisms have quickly approached the Lord of Darkness, and the Lord of Darkness seemed to be at a loss. He suddenly bent down and swept down the cloud, and at the same time, his voice became louder, and he said with a smile: "You people... really think you can hold me?"

The following qi machines rushed over, with a strong sense of consciousness: "With the few of us working together, you can't escape in the sky and on the earth..."

What they say is very informative, or it is not faith, but fact!

With their cultivation base, they can't go anywhere in the world, and who in this world can escape their pursuit?

"Haha, let's take a look!"

At this time, the Lord of Darkness smiled loudly and swept straight down, his figure like lightning, rushing forward.

Several qi machines from behind rushed over one after another.

On the desolate land, the vegetation shook for an instant, and then returned to calm in an instant, appearing empty.

This is an uninhabited wasteland, there are not even tall trees around, only patches of weeds, and a path that appeared at an unknown time, and is now almost buried by weeds. The Lord of Darkness followed this small path and flew forward in a hurry. Behind him, clouds billowed in the void, and several masters chased him all the way...

In the past few days, the Lords of the Holy Land have teamed up to destroy the world, and it is no problem.

What's more, the one chasing now is only an injured person?

But this person seemed to have a plan in mind, he clenched his teeth and flew straight forward.

In his eyes, this small road was twisting rapidly, crossing mountains and ridges to divide the wilderness into two halves, pointing to the distance like lightning, until tens of thousands of miles later, he suddenly saw a person walking slowly on this small road.

The man was not tall, leaned on a crutch, and walked slowly.

Looking from behind, it can be seen that he is hunched, with disheveled hair, and one ear is broken. He walks very slowly, but never stops, step by step, on the wet road of this path, leaving footprints and little shallows marked by bamboo sticks!

The path went straight forward, looming, and he was also walking on this path steadfastly.

The world is vast, and his back seems lonely and deserted.

"Fellow Daoist, it's time for you to return my favor..."

The Lord of Darkness rushed over, saw this figure from thousands of miles away, and shouted in a deep voice.

By the time his consciousness was heard by the people on the road, he had already broken through the distance of thousands of miles, passed by this person, and then continued to escape without looking back, and soon turned into a small dot in the void and disappeared.

The person who was walking on the road slowly turned around.

It wasn't until this time that he realized that this person also lost one eye. His complexion was extremely pale, but he looked very young, and he also looked a little dull. Looking up at the sky with his only eye, he could see the sky behind him, which seemed to be lowering inch by inch.

Thinking about what the man said just now, the walking man knew that it was time for him to return the favor.

After losing the favor, my heart became a little more relaxed, very good!

He has long been annoyed by those favors that must be paid back, and he can ignore them if he can, but if he can pay them back, it's best to pay them back!

So he looked at the few people who were chasing after him, and slowly bent down.

Arhat grass grows everywhere in this wasteland.

The blades of this grass are straight, slender, with a pointed top and a wide bottom, like a sword!

So he picked a leaf casually in his hand, and swung his sword towards the sky behind him.

Then he threw away the grass leaves, turned around, and continued to walk forward slowly.

When the blade of grass fell to the ground, there was a tinkling sound, and it was inserted straight into the ground like gold and iron.

And in the empty sky, in front of the several holy land masters, a sword light suddenly appeared.

That ray of sword light came from below and grew bigger and bigger. At the end, it stretched thousands of miles across the void like a silver waterfall and crushed straight ahead. Whether it was the Lords of the Four Great Sacred Lands in front or the three Saints of the Immortal League behind them, they all felt this terrifying power.

"laugh!"

The ten-thousand-mile cloud in the sky suddenly broke apart.

Like a clear dividing line!

The four masters of the Holy Land each used their magical powers to resist the sword light, and then took a step back.

With just one step, they all stopped.

Everyone's face showed a hint of resentment, as well as endless shock and anger.

Resentful, naturally because they were forced to take a step back.

From the world of gods and demons to this place, they chased and killed the Lord of Darkness so far that they never dared to relax for a moment, because at their level of cultivation, as long as the opponent has a chance to survive, they may escape far away, and there will be no trace of him anymore.

But now, not only did they stop for a breath in the air, they were also forced to take a step back.

The Lord of Darkness had enough time to escape.

And they were frightened and angry because they also saw the strange person who was walking on the path with the sword.

"Is it him?"

After a few breaths of effort, a voice spoke, it was the ancestor of Wangqing Island in the South China Sea.

"It's him!"

The one who spoke was Ren Longdan, the lord of the Bahuang City, the white-robed warrior immortal.

"He's still alive?"

The Immortal Emperor Jiuzhongtian was very interesting, looking at the strange man's back: "This sword is so strong, what step has he already taken?"

"He'll never take that step!"

Xijianchi Jianshou had the most serious expression on his face, and he answered in the affirmative.

"Don't you think..."

The Bahuang City Lord said coldly: "Is this sword more terrifying just because he can't take that step?"

The three saints from the Immortal Alliance also caught up. Although they came slowly, they also saw the sword light and knew what happened. Their faces were startled and angry, and they said in a deep voice, "Is it that person? He also served the Lord of Darkness?"

"He won't serve anyone, it should just be that the Lord of Darkness replaced his sword with something..."

Xijianchi Jianchishou was the last to open his mouth, his gaze was sharper than the sword in his hand at this moment.

"there is a problem!"

The ancestor of Wangqing Island in the South China Sea suddenly said in a deep voice: "The Lord of Darkness has prepared this pawn long ago, and he used his sword to escape. That is to say, he should have figured out that we were catching him with the Burial Monument, so how could he actually show up in Da Zizai God and Demon Palace to take this monster? So, he showed up there just now, in fact, to lure us away..."

The faces of the several holy land masters also became extremely gloomy. When they saw the sword, they also thought of this question.

Tune the tiger away from the mountain, borrow the fish to swallow the bait!

If the Lord of Darkness just wanted to lure them out, then there must be someone else keeping the monument for the immortal burial!

"Go back quickly..."

"I don't know if I can make it in time..."

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Not long ago, in the world of gods and demons, after Da Zizai's palace of gods and demons, Fang Yuan, Guanshi Sun and others were guarding the burial monument, looking at the elegant-looking, long-sleeved head of the Dongming Hall, and he stretched out his hand for the burial monument as a matter of course.

Fang Yuan suddenly waved his big sleeves and pulled the Burial Monument behind him.

Then he looked at the middle-aged man and said, "Don't dare to ask senior's name?"

The middle-aged man looked at Fang Yuan miraculously, smiled, and said, "A certain family's surname is Zhong, and their name is Laosheng!"