One Hundred and Five, Fumo Temple Is Destroyed, and the Northern Territory Eliminates Demons

"Shadow Demon Lord, your recovery is a bit slow..."

In the Profound Sky World, in the secret place of the Nine Nether Gates, Ying Wu Ting, with his eyes full of evil aura, looked at the Shadow Demon Venerable in front of him, and smiled softly.

At this time, the Shadow Demon Venerable has recovered to the first level of Martial Saint with the help of the breath of Demon Yuan.

However, compared with Ying Wujing, who was at the peak of the second-level Martial Saint, surrounded by demonic light, he was still a lot worse.

Looking up at the three wolf-head phantoms behind Ying Wuzong, the Shadow Demon Venerable said in a low voice: "The master of the shadow sect is the capital of heaven, but the opportunity was missed before, and now he has soared into the sky."

Hearing his words, Ying Wujing grinned, then shrugged his nose: "It's just a little Martial Saint Second Level, what is it?"

"I'm going to eat some blood food again, and strive to reach the third level of martial arts in one fell swoop."

After speaking, he turned and walked out.

Looking at the half-solid figure of the three-headed dog behind him, the Shadow Demon Venerable smiled slightly.

When the three-headed dog's figure condenses and turns into solid, that is when the spirit disappears without a trace.

Once the Moyuan three-headed dog appears in the Profound Sky World, it means that the Profound Sky World's bondage to Moyuan has disappeared.

At that time, the Nine Nether Demon Prison will come to the Profound Sky World.

"East Sea Sea Monster, Southern Wilderness Spirit Demon Realm, Nine Nether Demon Prison, I have done everything I can. This time, I will take the credit for destroying one realm."

The Shadow Demon Venerable said in a low voice, his body full of magic transpiration and illusion.

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In the northern region, a low snow-capped mountain, several figures are running at top speed.

"Quick, grab this Hanba, and don't let him spread the news!"

"Hey, it doesn't really matter anymore, it's just a dry cat. If it can be refined into an incarnation, it's really good."

"There he is!"

...

"Roar--"

The fiery red figure three feet high roared and flew out of the snowdrift.

"Boom!"

Han Yan punched a figure on the shoulder, then flew back several tens of feet, rolled over, and started to flee again.

"Haha, if you really have mastered the power of Hanba, you can wrestle with this deity. Now, do you tickle this deity?"

The figure let out a long laugh, turned into a giant eagle, and chased Hanba with a breath of ten feet.

"Senior, these guys are too strong to escape!"

Zhao Pan shouted eagerly, the rising flames on his body became more and more intense.

"Be calm, don't care about life and death, don't love to fight." Zihe's voice sounded, making Zhao Pan slightly relieved.

He didn't look back any more, just headed west with one heart, running at top speed.

It's just that the power of Hanba is not good at trekking, and his speed is not as fast as those figures behind him.

Half a day later, Zhao Pan was surrounded by a group of people in a mountain depression covered with snow.

"Come back to Fumo Temple with us."

A thin, eagle-eyed monk in yellow robe stepped forward, looked at Zhao Pan and spoke lightly.

"Fu Mo Temple?"

Zhao Pan laughed loudly, and flames shot up from his body.

"I'm afraid it will be called Wanmo Temple now!"

"You extraterrestrial demons slaughtered tens of thousands of monks in Fumo Temple, you will be punished by heaven!"

Hearing Zhao Pan's sick words, the old monk didn't deny it, but said calmly: "God's punishment? This world is about to collapse, and it still has the ability to bring down the heavenly punishment?"

After he finished speaking, he waved his hand, and several dark gray chains flickered, binding Zhao Pan's body.

"If it weren't for your good body, do you think you could escape for so long?"

There was a sneer on the old monk's face, and he clasped his five fingers in the air, Zhao Pan's body moved forward uncontrollably, even if he gritted his teeth and shouted angrily, it would have no effect at all.

"Ming Wang Zhenshi—"

"boom!"

At this moment, a Buddha's name was heard, and a figure landed in front of Zhao Pan.

"Fuhu—"

"King Kong—"

a drink,

With one punch, the iron chain that locked Zhao Pan snapped.

"It's you!"

The yellow-robed old monk looked at the monk with the closed-eyed Buddha statue on his back, gritted his teeth and said, "A devil who wants to be a monk, even King Ming was defeated by my holy clan, what kind of Buddha is there?"

Monk Kongxuan, who was carrying a Buddha statue on his back, clasped his hands together and said calmly: "Ming Wang is in my heart."

"Roar--"

As his voice fell, the shadow of a giant tiger emerged behind him.

"The Buddha said sacrifice, the Buddha said the world, the Buddha said redemption—"

"I'll block it here, you guys go."

"It's time for my redemption..."

"boom--"

The giant tiger with black and white stripes swooped down, throwing away the figures blocking the way ahead, then rolled its tail, carried Zhao Pan on its back, and galloped away.

"King Kong—"

"Zhen Shi—"

Monk Kongxuan's voice was extremely clear and lofty on the empty snow field.

"Senior, demon, can you really become a Buddha?"

Zhao Pan whispered.

"How can there be any distinction between Buddha, demon, and Tao in the world?" Taoist Zihe said softly, "It's just because of the obsession in my heart."

...

A few days later, the bell in the Lingxiao Hall of Tianshi Palace rang again.

The Fumo Temple was slaughtered by foreign demons, and the inheritance was cut off.

The entire Northern Territory has been reduced to a demon world.

This news made all the senior officials of Tianshi Palace sit dumbfounded.

"Supporting teacher..." Zeng Kuan turned to look at Duan Zhenghong sympathetically.

In the past, I was a little jealous, why did the little celestial master choose Duan Zhenghong as the acting head teacher.

Now, instead, he is glad that he is not the substitute head teacher.

The sky is falling, and I still have to stand in for the head teacher...

"The Fumo Temple in the Northern Territory is the foundation of my Tianxuan righteous way. The evil spirits from outside the territory have gone mad and committed heinous crimes. The crime is unforgivable. The head teacher of this generation has decided to call on the people of the world to go to the Northern Territory to eliminate demons!"

Duan Zhenghong stood up with a solemn expression on his face, looked around and spoke loudly.

Go to the Northern Territory to slay demons again?

A look of hesitation appeared on the faces of the elders.

Master Yuxiao Peak went to the East China Sea, Yuan Siyuan and the others toured the world, and a large number of Xiantian Realm disciples went to the Southern Wilderness.

At this time, if the masters are transferred to the Northern Territory, Tianshi Palace really can't bear it.

"It's an eventful autumn..."

A white-bearded grandmaster Wuzhong elder stood up and said: "This old bone was originally going to die in the Tianshi Palace. Looking at it now, I am afraid that he will be sent to sleep in the snow-capped mountains of the Northern Region."

"The head teacher, old man Zixu, is willing to follow the head teacher to teach the Northern Territory to eliminate demons."

"Haha, back then Fu Mo Temple invited me to eat vegetarian dishes, but I didn't go. This time, I went to eat meat dishes!" On the other side, the same silver-haired Taoist stood up.

In just a few moments, dozens of people had already stood up in the hall.

Duan Zhenghong looked at the fellow students who were full of pride in front of him, cupped his hands and said: "Okay, then we will go to the Northern Territory together!"

"Your scheme, is it the Northern Territory..." Zuo Qiuming, with his hands behind his back, whispered to himself outside the Liuyun Caolu on the back mountain of Tianshi Palace.

Seeing the figures galloping northward, he raised his head, his eyes flickering.

"Counting the time, it's time for the little Heavenly Master and senior Tianhuo Leizun to rescue Yu Xiaofeng and return."

"No matter what you are planning, when they return, you will have no chance."

"I'll give you a chance to stand up for yourself!"

He took a deep breath, and a sword energy shot up from his body.

"Zuo Qiuming, the first disciple of Tianshi Palace Yuxiao Peak, eliminates demons in the Northern Territory—"

"boom--"

The sword light streaked across the world, illuminating half of the western border!