Comprehensive comic group chat: People in the Demon Sect practice demon cultivation on a daily basis

Yanyu Tower.

The wooden signboard with the words"Misty Rain Tower" swayed in the wind.

An endless stream of monks shook off the dust and stepped into the Yanyu Tower.

Pick up a cup of spiritual tea, blow away the floating tea leaves, take a light sip of the tea, and let the sweetness of the tea burst out on the tip of your tongue.

The handsome storyteller sat by the window and talked eloquently.

The whole audience was shocked as soon as the scaffolding was struck.

The folding fan unfolds and the story with twists and turns is told.

"It is said that the ancestor of the Zhengqi Sect has an innate righteousness in his mouth. When he opens his mouth, the awe-inspiring righteousness spreads for thirty thousand miles and kills a demon sect cultivator from a distance!"

"Hey, hey, hey, storyteller, I have said this paragraph several times, can you tell me something else? As long as I am able to do it in the right way, there will be no one left in my Demon Sect?"

"Damn, it's really strange. There are nine heroes and four tigers in the righteous way of the Yuhua Dynasty. If you don't follow the righteous way, do you still have any young talents in the Demon Sect?"

"The Blood-Drinking Demon Sect, Young Master of Ten Thousand Bloods, holds a blood-drinking sword and cuts through the peak of the first level of foundation building at the early stage of the first level of foundation building. Isn’t this considered a genius?"

"Young Master Wanxue? You're talking about the quiltWang Heng, one of the heroes, chopped off the armor with one sword, and was so frightened that the coward abandoned his armor and ran away."

"Hehuan Sect, Young Master Hehuan, advanced to the Golden Core Realm through the furnace method. He is only 12 years old. Is this considered a young talent?"

"A sneaky person, Liao Jiudao, one of the four tigers, cut off the root of his troubles with eight swords in a row. Now he is trying to find someone to pick him up. Is he worthy?"

"In the Poison Miasma Valley, Chief True Successor Lan Qianqiu cultivated the poisonous miasma that even a major cultivator in the Golden Core Realm would avoid. He should finally let it go!"

"This is a difficult person, but when faced with Yang Tianjiao's invitation to fight, he was so frightened that he returned to the Poison Miasma Valley all night to retreat, so he was still a little worse."

"This doesn't work, that doesn't work, do you really think our Demon Sect is easy to bully?"

"if not? Come and show off, I am a monk from the inner sect of Qingxuan Sect. I will definitely beat you to the point of calling you daddy."

"……"

The two monks, good and evil, gathered here and gradually started to make a noise.

When the storyteller saw that the situation was out of control, he quickly said:"Then let's change to the devil's path today.""

"Huh, that's not even close"

"Hum, I see what your demonic ways can tell you."

Seeing the storyteller giving the steps, the two of them also went down the slope.

The core area of ​​the Yuhua Dynasty is still dominated by the power of the imperial dynasty.

If the monks of the good and evil paths don't cause trouble, the Yuhua Dynasty will not take action.

"Today I will talk about a demon sect monk in the north."

"Because the demon power in the north is too strong, Yanyu Tower has also heard about it."

When they heard the storyteller mention the"Northern Territory", they couldn't help but be attracted to it.

In the eyes of monks outside the Northern Territory, the Northern Territory is an unknown place.

Although there are occasional rumors, they are limited to rumors.

"I heard that the North is a place where magic flourishes. Yan'er, do you think there will be some interesting characters?"

"Princess, Yan'er doesn't know, but no matter how strong she is, she won't be better than Yang Tianjiao. After all, it is rumored that he is expected to enter the Nascent Soul realm in two hundred years."

In a private room in the Yanyu Building, mysterious formation lines flowed and swayed, and dense spiritual energy filled the air. It was absorbed into the body along with the breath. The beautiful girl with her chin was dangling her jade feet, and she dipped her green fingers in some tea out of boredom. Scribbling on the rosewood tea table.

Bang!

The gavel slapped.

The entire Yanyu Building fell into a dead silence.

"As you can see, the Northern Territory is a place where demons thrive. The Corpse Demon Sect, the Blood Demon Sect, and the Bone Demon Sect jointly control the entire Northern Territory."

"However, both the Blood Demon Sect and the Bone Demon Sect were half-way weak. The Yuan Ying Ancestor was continuously damaged, and the overall strength had dropped to that of a fourth-level sect."

"The three demon sects that once jointly controlled the northern territory have become a dominant one. What do you think, as a monk of the Corpse Demon Sect, what should you do?"

The storyteller suddenly stopped talking and glanced at the teahouse monk strangely.

"Needless to say, let’s face it, from now on all the northern territories belong to me... well, they belong to my Corpse Demon Sect!"

"Then when you see a monk from the Blood Demon Sect and the Bone Demon Sect, you are not allowed to kick him before leaving?"

"Let me tell you, develop steadily and search for opportunities, and the future is promising."

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The monks of both good and evil paths speak freely.

The excited person slammed the tea cup and smiled happily.

The storyteller waved his paper fan and smiled. Now that the atmosphere was heightened, it was time to begin.

Snapped!

Gavel shot

"wrong!"

"Big mistake!"

"The Corpse Demon Sect begins the most brutal sect competition in history!"

"Let the outer sect, inner sect, and true disciples, a total of hundreds of thousands of monks, enter the Corpse Demon Abyss and fight for seven days and seven nights until the final twelve are decided!"

"What we are going to talk about is Su Yuan, one of the twelve people!"

As soon as this statement came out, the whole audience was in an uproar.

Even the righteous monks who had previously commented on it couldn't sit still.

"Are they crazy? Let hundreds of thousands of people be killed until only twelve people are left."

"Good guy! I always thought that the Northern Demon Sect was just like everyone else."

"Tens of thousands of people killed twelve people. This is the Northern Demon Sect. Isn't it too tough?"[]

"That was a fourth-grade sect, and the true monks must at least be golden elixirs!"

"｀It’s too tragic!"

Just these words make people feel like they are seeing a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

The little princess in the box opened her eyes wide, listening to the storyteller's story

"That's right, what greets the monks of the Corpse Demon Sect is not a bright future, but a tragic slaughterhouse."

"Su Yuan, an inner monk who first entered the realm of golden elixir, controlled a red-haired silver-armored corpse demon and broke out of the siege, ranking first among the twelve true legends."

"In the following period, the Twelve True Legends came out one after another and became famous, but Su Yuan was the only one who was unknown, as if he had disappeared from the world."

The storyteller paused for a moment.

The monk who was a little slow to react was really caught in the trap,"Oh, drive high and drive low!"

"You idiot, if you really drive high and go low, will Yanyulou still talk about him?"

The storyteller smiled slightly and continued:"Half a month later, Su Yuan showed his prominence and massacred the third-level sect, the Blood Cave Sect, in the Blood Cave Mountains. With his own power, while the fourth-level sect-protecting formation was operating, he killed Kill the nine Jindan Daoist people and kill the Blood Cave Ancestor who has perfected the Jindan realm."

As soon as this statement came out, it once again caused an uproar (Wang Zhao's)!

Killed the third-grade sect half a month after entering the Golden Core Realm for the first time?

"Are you kidding me? There are limits to making up stories!"

"He dared to massacre third-level sects when he first entered the Golden Core. Why didn't you say that his tiger body shook, and the Golden Core monks were like straws, letting him harvest them.

The storyteller paused for a moment and asked,"Have you heard about it too?""

The righteous monk from Qingxuan Sect had a stiff face.

The entire Yanyu Tower was quiet.

Some monks didn't even notice when their teacups fell to the table.

"What...what do you mean?"

"After massacring the third-grade sect, Su Yuan encountered more than sixty Jindan monks outside the Blood Cave Mountains and intercepted them. He slaughtered them all with one magical power."

"From then on, he became famous in the Northern Territory and was noticed by Yanyulou, but this was not the peak battle yet."

The storyteller's words made the scalps of the monks in the tea house numb.

One person slaughtered the clan, and the other killed sixty monks of the same level.

Isn't this the pinnacle battle?.