Chapter 814 It's Just a Fun

Changing people is born, changing from all directions; demons and ghosts, there is nowhere to hide!

The Little Saint Master of Donghuang Mountain came out of the mountain, took the most sacred place in the world, Donghuang Mountain, to spread the immortal power, get close to the family of Zhongzhou, and occupy the general power; No power in the world, no Tianjiao, has the ability to fight against him. If there is any, then there are only the other six holy places, and those six holy places have kept silent at this time.

But if you really want to talk about his opponents, there are still some!

Now that he is in the world, the only remaining opponent is the Lord of Darkness.

Ever since Zhong Laosheng, the No. 1 Dark Messenger, was killed by Da Zi Zai Gods and Demons, the situation of the Lord of Darkness has reversed, and he has been chased and killed by the Immortal League for a long time.

On the contrary, they observed that the Lord of Darkness appeared more and more frequently, and his whereabouts became more and more strange. This was definitely not his rampage when he was at a loss, because the more disadvantaged he was, the more he should lurk in a certain place to prevent others from discovering his whereabouts.

What he did at the beginning seemed to be messy, but after analysis, he had his reasons.

In this way, it's very simple. His frequent visits can only show that he has some other plans.

Thinking back in the Dazizai God and Demon Palace, they almost opened up the catastrophe passage, making this world so close to the catastrophe, the saints and elders of the Xianmeng were all sweating, fearing that he would do something again to threaten the world.

The more so, the more eager they are to take down the Lord of Darkness.

But who knows, the Lord of Darkness is too cunning and powerful, no one can catch him...

...Until now, Xianmeng doesn't even know where his lair is, and how many people are under him!

As long as this person does not die, he will always be Tian Yuan's greatest disaster!

No matter who killed him, it was a great achievement!

But, who has this ability?

Even the world began to spread rumors that the Lord of Darkness fought against the world by himself, and he had never been defeated. Even in the battle of the Dazizai God and Demon Palace, which was praised by the world, it was he who alone brought the three saints of the Immortal Alliance and the four masters of the Holy Land into the urn, stirred up wind and rain, and then escaped calmly.

The world-renowned story that Daozi Wangqingdao joined forces with the demon god general and the wizards of the Anbu of the Immortal League broke the Lord of Darkness' plan to destroy the world. In fact, it is just an afterthought, and it does not mean that they really defeated the Lord of Darkness.

With such a plan, the Lord of Darkness may make another one at any time.

In this world, there are too many Dajie passages, who knows if he has the ability to open another one?

So the Lord of Darkness has never been defeated...

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All these rumors caused an indescribable panic in the world.

Before that, this kind of panic was something that Xianmeng had been avoiding, for fear of causing chaos in the world.

But now there is a dark force pushing, making the spread so fierce that it has surpassed the control of the Immortal League.

And when the world's fear of the Lord of Darkness reached its peak, the Little Saint Master of Donghuang Mountain made a move.

He calculated the whereabouts of the Lord of Darkness on the Eastern Emperor Mountain for three days.

A day later, he led the Zhongzhou aristocratic family Tianjiao and other experts to go to Wenwen Mountain in Zhongzhou. There is a small sect that looks quiet and quiet, like a fairyland outside the world.

All forces directly surrounded this small sect, ready to attack.

In the sky above the small sect, suddenly there was blood light shooting into the sky, forming a turbulent cloud of blood, covering the whole world for three hundred miles.

The monks from all sides who wanted to surround this small sect were all terrified. I don't know how many people were stained with magic weapons by the blood cloud and ruined their morality.

It turns out that the lair of the Lord of Darkness is really here...

It turns out that the Lord of Darkness is actually so close to Wendao Mountain of the Immortal League!

How many people are angry about it!

What is the Xianmeng doing, Tianyuan disaster, so close to them?

In this small sect, the hidden treacherous evil methods and demonic supernatural powers are infinitely close, and the sudden burst of power is indescribable. All the cultivators were well prepared, but when they encountered it all of a sudden, they were a little helpless. Under such circumstances, it was impossible for the Lord of Darkness and his minions to escape through this continuously spreading blood cloud.

But at this moment, the Little Saint Master of Donghuang Mountain ascended to the sky.

The sound of Dao Lun sounded around him, shaking through the void, and the precious light above his head, layer by layer, smudged the nine heavens.

The big blood cloud was broken by his Dao Lun sound, and the sky was clear and bright, and the sun was shining across the sky. There were countless strange people with strange auras in the void, and they were directly exposed to the eyes of the cultivators, with a look of horror on their faces, and then fled desperately in all directions.

Shadowy, full of people.

All the cultivators rushed forward, beheaded and captured countless.

But there are still many escaped, and it is not known whether there is a Lord of Darkness among these escaped people.

Just when all the cultivators were upset, the Little Saint Master of Donghuang Mountain suddenly made a move, his figure flew straight into the sky, a palm as white as jade fell from the nine heavens, and hit one of the countless fleeing people.

"laugh!"

The man received the palm, as if he had been wounded long ago, blood spewed from the mouth, and fled again.

The Little Saint Master of Donghuang Mountain directly chased after him. After three days of chasing, he was still above the East China Sea and escaped by him.

Afterwards, the cultivators opened the mountain guard array of this small sect, inspected it carefully, and finally found a hidden small world thousands of feet below the small sect, and when they opened this small world, everyone was startled by the things inside. It was an indescribably filthy place, a magic breath lake that had never been discovered by anyone, and it was transformed into an underground palace.

Here, there are people with stumped limbs and broken arms, and there are monsters who have been transformed by strange exercises, people who are not human, ghosts and ghosts.

Some of these monsters have mutated bodies, and some have turned into puppets. They are miserable and dying all day long, which is shocking. But more importantly, these monsters are all living in the thick and extremely dark magic breath, and retain their own minds...

This is simply outrage!

Everyone in the world knew about this, and they were furious!

This underground palace was completely burned down, and all the captured monsters were also beheaded.

In addition, the Immortal Alliance dispatched countless immortal soldiers to hunt down and kill those fleeing monsters.

Someone rejoiced: "I really don't know what kind of ghostly tricks this Lord of Darkness is planning, but seeing how terrifying this underground palace is, we can tell that it is definitely not a good thing. Fortunately, the little saint master deduced the location of his lair in advance and attacked him early, which made him have no chance of success. If not, when he implements this plan, I am afraid that the world will be in chaos again!"

Some even lamented: "It's a pity that the Lord of Darkness escaped!"

But at this time, the guardian of Donghuang Mountain, at the immortal feast afterward, acted relaxed, and said to the people around him with a smile: "In the battle of the Eastern Sea, the Lord of Darkness has been seriously injured by the little Saint Master, and his life is not long. What's more important is..."

"...Little Saint Master, I already know his identity!"

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The world is turbulent and the situation is changing.

Like a big river blocked by mud, it changes its course and rushes forward.

And under such circumstances, the whole world was under attack, but only the six holy places remained silent unexpectedly, without saying a word, just like the mountain peaks around the big river, they were silent, but everyone in the world knew that, although they didn't know why, the six holy places kept silent about what Donghuang Mountain had done, but the people in the six holy places must not be too peaceful in their hearts...

But it is not without peaceful people, such as in Yilou.

It took Fang Yuan eight years to deduce this large formation, which was five years longer than expected.

This is also very helpless, after all, the number of spells involved in this round of nine heavens is too complicated, and neither Fang Yuan nor the other three masters of the nine-pattern formation, including Tianji, Jingtian, and Xuanming, have no experience, and they have taken a lot of detours...

Although so much extra time has been given, Fang Yuan's heart is still like an ancient well, and he is not in a hurry.

At the very beginning, I was anxious and lost, but after eight years, this state of mind has been cultivated very well.

There is nothing more capable of cultivating one's state of mind than being immersed in endless spells.

Between the mountains of Yilou and in front of Qinglong Xiaolou, a rattan chair was placed. Fang Yuan was lying on the rattan chair, holding a volume of ancient books and reading in his hand. Next to him, there was a small table with a cup of red tea on it. The sun was just right, the breeze was gentle, and there were cicadas singing from the mountain.

"Mr. Fang Yuan, there are several more letters for you..."

On the path next to it, a young man came running out of breath, holding a few jade slips in his arms, he looked young, and looked a little shy, as if he had suffered a serious illness before, his face was a little pale, but his footsteps were already very steady.

"Put it in the room!"

Fang Yuan didn't raise his head, but just nodded.

The young man nodded in agreement, and ran into the small building with ease, and threw the jade slips into a large basket. He saw that the rattan basket was already full of jade slips and letterheads, many of which were marked with the words "urgent", which attracted people's attention.

But there are many more that have not even been disassembled.

The young man came out of the small building, exchanged a cup of tea for Fang Yuan, and said with a smile, "Sir, it's very lively outside now..."

Fang Yuan put down the scroll in the book, and said calmly: "It's just a fun!"