Chapter 865 Demonism, Great Unification

On the bank of the East China Sea, an unnamed town.

Late at night, the moon is in the middle of the sky, the light is like washing, and the whole starry sky is clear.

A monk with a Zen stick came from afar and fell into the town.

At this time, except for a few intermittent dog barks, there is no noise at all, which seems extremely quiet. The breeze is refreshing, the green willows are swaying, and it is a pastoral scene outside the world.

If ordinary people come here, even if they are not intoxicated, they will appreciate it. However, this monk did not have such elegance at all. When he fell down, he hurried to the door of a family. His body is fat, his face is full of flesh, and his face is evil. No matter who goes to see him, he will not think he is a good man.

Of course, in fact, it's not much less. This person is a disciple of the Demon Sect. He is known as Fa Sheng. Because of his appearance and temperament, he is extremely fierce, but he always likes to face people with a smiling face, and people give him the name of evil Maitreya.

Fa Sheng came here today, not for no reason, but to collect the unique evil spirit needed for his own cultivation.

His cultivation method is called "Seven emotions and six desires". Don't take a different path. It is quite mysterious to use the power of people's seven emotions and six desires to achieve his own unique mana.

In the past, his practice was to directly catch a group of living people, confuse their spirit with secret methods, and let them maximize their seven emotions and six desires, so as to directly extract them. In this way, the speed of refining is very fast, breaking through the scattered immortals, just waiting for leisure. If it is not the evil spirit derived from the seven emotions and six desires of ordinary people, it is too complicated and not quintessential enough. It is also easy to break through the earth immortals in a short time. Of course, as a result, although those mortals did not die on the spot, they became idiots one by one.

However, it doesn't work now. Zheng Yin, the blood god of the current demon religion, has issued an order that he can't wantonly mutilated the ordinary people and collect evil spirit as before, but he can't hurt people at the root. This is a strict order, and the implementation is very strict. The victory of the law is just a little monk who has not achieved the scattered immortals. Naturally, he dares not violate it. He can only run all the way to the water mill.

After the Dharma victory stood, that is, time, the huge Zen staff magic weapon in his hand was swung, and the magic spell was recited in his mouth. In a moment, a white pearl at the top of the Zen stick suddenly overflowed with a hazy, as if there was nothing. Although the smoke was thin, it condensed but did not disperse, like a small river, flowing forward, and soon extended into this family.

Then, a manic sound of rageous abuse sounded. After a moment, the colored smoke returned, and the red smoke seemed to be a little heavier.

"The effect is good, and it's a good start. It seems that there may be a big harvest today!"

With his mouth, Fa Sheng walked to the door of the next house again. After stopping, he was about to shake the Zen stick again and release the smoke. Suddenly, several loud shouts sounded from afar, "The bold demon monk dares to ingest the mortal life machine without authorization, and he still won't die?"

While the voice sounded, in the void, the sword light rose across the sky, and the horse practiced, straight down to the evil Maitreya method.

Evil Maitreya won. Although it can be seen through the sword light that those people are not masters, they can't stand the many people and families, so they casually count the thunder in the palm of their hands, and then quickly escape in the wind.

When I was about to get rid of the pursuit, two more people appeared in front of me. Although these two people have never seen the evil Maitreya Fasheng, it is obvious that they have been prepared for a long time. When the first two fire thunder beads were bombarded, and then the two swords were killed. One means, the clouds and flowing water. The evil Maitreya Fasheng did not even hand out a move, so they were cut into two pieces

And at this time, the five chasing monks could also come. Seeing such a situation, the leading frowned at that time, and then calmed down and said loudly, "It's cheaper for both of you. However, I'm sure you won't erase our brother's credit!"

"This is natural!"

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Luoyang, Beibei Mountain, before the unknown old tomb.

A long, thin-faced and extremely cold monk sat cross-legged. On his knees, there was a pale and pale sword, five feet long, and a faint black breath overflowed on it, forming ugly and evil faces and fierce ghost faces, which was very terrible.

After sitting and breathing for a moment, he pointed his hand to the sword, that is, time, the pale sword flew up, a change, and he inserted it straight into the old grave in front of him.

Silent, all the swords disappeared into the grave, and there was no trace. At this time, the monk pinched the formula with both hands and kept chanting spells in his mouth. After a while, the formula of his hands changed. Between a traction, the sword broke through the ground again, but the sword grew three inches again, and the color became more and more white.

Obviously, this flying sword is of great benefit.

However, the monk was obviously very dissatisfied. He shook his head and said to himself, "It's all the old Xu ghost who destroyed most of the foundation of Beibei Mountain. Now, it's difficult to find a bone with a foundation! Alas--"

"It's really shameless. It's really shameless to practice with human bones and think that other people's bones are not good. It's really shameless to get home. People like you deserve to live in the world. Just die as soon as possible!"

"Who?!" When the monk heard the words, his heart trembled at that time, and he got up quickly. Looking back, the sword sprinkled a white light, wrapped around him and protected him.

The Ma'er monk did not receive any verbal response. In response to him, there was only a green sword light, and only one sword, which tore his body protection sword light and hit him hard. In the face of such power, how dare the monk Ma'er neglect it? That is, time, use the blood split method, turn into two blood lights, one man and one north, and go away quickly.

After the blood light went away, a thirteen- or fourteen-year-old teenager appeared, "You can escape quickly. If it weren't for my own lack of mana, it would not be enough to completely urge the rainbow sword handed down by the master. You must be killed!"

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West Kunlun, Little Ancient Thorn Mountain, Demon Sect Hall.

Zheng Yin, the blood god of the demon religion, and a group of elders are all here. However, the difference is that in addition to them, there are dozens of people present.

These people's cultivation is different from scattered immortals to earth immortals, and everyone looks extremely angry.

"Master, you have to make the decision for us! Our disciples can't practice. We have followed your instructions and did not hurt people's lives at will. However, the people of the Tongtian League are still bothering us. In this short month, I have lost three disciples and two disciples are seriously injured!"

"Yes, Master, you also know that our method is different from ordinary methods. We must enter the Tao with flesh and blood. How can we improve without the help of corpses? However, the people of the Tongtian League should also take care of it! We all adhere to your meaning and try our best to give in and restrain their people, but they have no mercy to us!"

"That's right, it's still an ally. It's not ambiguous to kill. Compared with the previous Emei School, it's better than the Emei School! Master, you can't stand this kind of thing. You must make the decision for us!"

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The whole hall of the Demon Sect was drowned out by the sound of complaints, help and complaints.

In this regard, Zheng Yin, the god of blood, did not stop it, but waited for everyone to finish speaking before saying, "Okay, I understand your situation. Don't worry, this situation will definitely be solved in the future. Just go back and wait patiently for a few days!"

In the magic religion, although the power of the blood god Zheng Yin is not as noble as Zhong Yuan's in the Tongtian League, it is not much different. He ordered that none of these complaining people dared to question, and they answered respectfully one by one, and then left the hall.

After these complainers left, Zheng Yin, the god of blood, sighed and said, "Zhong Yuan, this is forcing us to take a statement!"

"Now, the monks from all over the world in Kyushu have been attracted by the new structure of his monk sect and joined in, leaving only our demon family. Naturally, he will not allow this situation to exist for a long time. This time, he took good deeds as bait and induced the monks of the world to use it for his use. For my demon disciples, it can be said to be extremely vicious!"

"Yes, he stands at the highest point of reason again, and the whole world is helping us. We are completely unreasonable!"

"So what should we do now? Surrender at this point?" Zheng Yin, the god of blood, immediately said again, and his face was quite unhappy.

"For today's plan, that's the only way!"

"What?" As soon as he said this, Zheng Yin, the god of blood, was shocked, because the speaker was his father-in-law and the first person of the current demon religion - the old man of the blood god, "Do we really have no way to think about it?"

"That's right, it's not the worst. If you want to kill us, he doesn't have that qualification!" The sand god boy relied on himself, but he also said a word.

"This doesn't make sense!" Hearing this, the old man of Blood God shook his head and said, "The arms can't twist the thighs. It's really a blood fight. Our little trick is really nothing!"

"Why?" The sand prodigy frowned and said, "At the beginning, those people had no choice but to help us, Zhong Yuan, who could be more powerful than those people?"

"That's not true!" The old man of Blood God shook his head and said, "It's really the power of the ancient fierce star. It's too powerful. With the original power of the Tongtian League alone, it has broken the largest array in the world - the two instruments and six-way dust array, not to mention how powerful it will be with the help of endless monks now. Now Zhong Yuan can erase us at any time as long as he wants, but we may not have time to launch those means. The reason why he didn't launch it, I think, I still hope that we can take the initiative to join. He still value this false reputation. However, I don't think his patience will be long. Because whoever it is, it will make that choice.

In addition, I also studied the new architecture proposed by Zhong Yuan, which is very reasonable. I didn't find any loopholes. If we join in, in fact, it may not be as bad as we think!"

The words of the old man of the blood god, like a heavy hammer, directly hammered the hearts of everyone present. After a moment of silence, Zheng Yin, the god of blood, showed a wry smile on his face and said, "It seems that we really have no choice!"

"Yes, if we don't join, I'm afraid we will be alone in a short time. We can still resist, but the disciples below may not be able to resist!" The old man of Blood nodded and said.

"What do you elders mean?" Zheng Yin, the god of blood, swept his eyes and said.

"It's okay to join, but you can't join unconditionally!"

"Yes, with the strength of our demon religion, why can't we be the same as the monks of those small families?"

"If you don't join now, there is no other way. The noise below is already very powerful and must be solved. However, my opinion is the same as that of several Taoist brothers, there must be corresponding compensation and guarantees!"

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Soon, all the elders present expressed their opinions and tone. Although they were relatively tough, no one firmly disagreed. Obviously, they all understand that there is no way to compete with the general trend of the world.

Hearing this, Zheng Yin, the god of blood, was full of bitterness in his heart and said secretly, "Now, even if I want to be tough, I'm afraid I can't be tough!" In the first half of my life, I lost to Brother Ren, and in the second half of my life, I lost to Zhong Yuan. My life is really a failure!

However, since I'm still alive and I'm not dead yet, there is still a chance to surpass everything. If the human world can't work, let's go to the spiritual fairyland!"

At this moment, completely hopeless, the blood god Zheng Yin looked away a lot. However, he was proud by nature, but his fighting spirit did not fade because of this, but became more and more fierce.

"Well, since everyone has the same opinion, let's make a deal! Three days later, I went to discuss the joining issue with Zhong Yuan!"

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Three days later, Zheng Yin, the blood god, came to the small world of Tongtian under the strange eyes of countless monks and met with Zhong Yuan, the master of Tongtian League.

When the two met, it was just the two of them, and no one else was present.

Zheng Yin, the god of blood, should speak first, but when he opened his first sentence, he did not talk about joining the Tongtian League, but asked, "Master Zhong, you have done what I dreamed of doing. I don't know, how are your mood?"

Zhong Yuan didn't expect that the blood god Zheng Yin's first sentence was actually this. However, thinking about the life experience of Zheng Yin, the god of blood, he was a little clear about his thoughts. At present, there was no perfunctory at all, but said solemnly, "Of course, it's pleasure, unparalleled pleasure!" The monks all over the world bow their heads. That kind of cheerfulness and comfort is indescribable!

However, this kind of pleasure did not last long!"

"Why?" Zheng Yin, the god of blood, asked.

"Because I am a monk, and my monk's road is just the beginning. In the future, there will be greater achievements. If I am complacent about this achievement in front of me every day, I'm afraid that Jin Xian will be hopeless in my life!" Zhong Yuan did not hesitate at all, that is, time returned.

When the blood god Zheng Yin heard this, he did not open his mouth immediately, but stared at Zhong Yuan's expression with his eyes, wanting to see whether he was the truth in his heart or a superficial article. In fact, he has had an answer in his heart for a long time, but that answer is not what he expects in his heart, so he hopes for it in case it may appear.

As a result, he was still disappointed. Zhong Yuan seemed to be extremely calm, and the invisible breath made him unable to see a trace of the possibility he hoped for. Finally, he was decadened and gave up this hope. He said, "Master Zhong is a real monk. Jin Xian may not be the end of his future achievements!"

"I also hope, but there are countless difficulties and obstacles on the road of practice. Maybe, I don't know when I will fall halfway. Who can be right about this?" Zhong Yuan followed. "

"I firmly believe that Master Zhong will never fall halfway. At least, before achieving the golden fairy, he will never!" When Zheng Yin, the god of blood, heard this, his eyes were firm and he was very firm.

"Oh? Why does Master Zheng have so much confidence in me? Zhong Yuan asked with a little surprise.

"Because I think I'm also a real monk, and I won't fall before the golden fairy!" At this moment, Zheng Yin, the god of blood, showed his own momentum and said, "I lost the battle in the human world, but I won't give up. After all, we are going to the spiritual and empty fairy world. Wherever we get there, I want to fight with you, and Brother Changmei!"

Speaking of this, Zheng Yin, the god of blood, paused for a moment, and then continued, "Originally, I came here today on behalf of the demon religion to negotiate some interests, guarantees and other things with you. But now, I don't want to talk about it. I'm willing to join the Tongtian League unconditionally on behalf of the Demon Sect!"

"Why?" Zhong Yuanli asked at the time.

"If I were like this, my heart and courage would be a little too small." Zheng Yin, the god of blood, replied proudly, "I don't know much about your new structure, but I believe that since you have done so, you have the support of the monks all over the world, which must be reasonable."

"You don't worry, I use some means to the magic religion? You know, an individual is an individual, and the sect is a sect?" Zhong Yuan asked again.

"No worries, I believe you won't do that!" Zheng Yin, the god of blood, replied immediately.

"Why?" Zhong Yuan asked again.

"No, just believe!" Zheng Yin, the god of blood, suddenly smiled, "However, if you really did that, I would be very happy. If the courage is small, the achievement will naturally not be too big. In this way, it means that I have taken the lead in the future struggle!"

"Then you don't care about the magic religion at all?" Zhong Yuan asked again, and his eyes were much sharper.

"Ha ha, Master Zhong, have you forgotten, am I a demon?" Zheng Yin, the god of blood, still smiled and said.

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An hour later, under the leadership of the blood god Zheng Yin, the demon monks were officially merged into the Tongtian League, the monks of the world, completely unified, and there was no power outside the Tongtian League.