The Legend of Immortal Court

Chapter 862 Attracting Demons! [Third watch! 】

This is the most difficult branch of magic that Su Ting has ever seen.

The Middle-Earth Demon Sect has developed at any rate. There is the Eight-leaf Sword Lord at the half-immortal level, the elders of the Yang God, and many master-levels. They are hidden in the deep mountains. The various arrangements in the mountain gates are no less than first-class immortals. Family style.

However, in this branch of the Demonic Dao, the leader with the highest cultivation level is still limited to the realm of the third heaven. Although he has some understanding of the level of the fourth heaven, he has not surpassed this level.

The buildings here are even more rudimentary.

This place is actually being built in a small tribe.

And avoid being too ostentatious, and don't even dare to transform everyone in the small tribe into people in the magic way, just introduce the upper-level decision makers and people with powerful abilities into the magic way.

The meaning of the big leader is to wait for him to step through the level of the fourth heaven, and introduce the Taoist priests from the Taoist temple in front of him into the magic way, and then he can lead that city, as well as the surrounding tribes, big and small, into the magic way, and use magic power to transform them. Inspired by ideas,

"It's simply a group of young people with fanatical dreams and ready to start from scratch."

Su Ting was quite speechless, and said to himself: "This great leader just obtained the things left by the disciples of the Demon Sect after their death. The disciples of the Demon Sect themselves also have limited morals, let alone the true lineage. And in the Taoist temple in front, this Although Taoist priests are not true disciples of the righteous sect, at least they are disciples of the righteous sect. The mysteries they have learned are even better than those of ordinary immortal sects. Ordinary casual monks, even if they have the ability of the fifth heaven, may not be able to beat him by much .”

He felt that this big leader was thinking too simply.

Fortunately, the mask was not given to him, otherwise, if this guy broke through the four heavens and went to the Taoist priest for a one-on-one duel, he might be killed directly.

"Which tribe are you from?"

The big leader Youyou said: "Seeing how you are dressed like this, and you have nothing on your body, you must have suffered a lot of injustice in the tribe, right?"

Su Ting nodded, but did not speak.

The big leader sighed: "There are too many rules and regulations in the world. The difference in status and identity, the difference between high and low, really makes people feel resentful... The world is equal, and the world should not be bound by anything. Our nature is what we want. What to do, what to do, what to do, the so-called..."

The boy was lying on the bed, listening to this baptism of the concept of the devil.

Just listening to these words is naturally a little unrealistic.

But the big leader has already infiltrated his devilish energy into the boy's eyebrows.

Listening to these words at this moment, it seems to hit the heart directly and resonate.

The young man showed a look of longing, and said in his heart: "This guy is not strong enough, and the scholar Song Xin'an at the Xuantian Department's grand meeting last time was a bit more clever... But it is also true that Song Xin'an is better than him. And the little Taoist priest I played at that time was also at the level of Yin God, Song Xin'an didn't dare to do it casually, and this guy thought he had already planted a demonic energy, so he could catch it with his hands."

The big leader talked for a while, very excited.

The boy's face was full of longing for the new world.

"coming?"

Su Ting's eyes narrowed slightly.

Just now, he felt a secret aura, which flashed by.

The other party's aura is also full of demonic nature, but it is quite concise, much better than the demonic aura of this great leader.

It seems that people from the Mozong came to investigate.

However, the other party's breath flashed by, obviously it was meaningless to this big leader.

Su Ting wanted to keep the chief just in case, but when he realized this, he stopped thinking.

"Everyone in my generation..."

The big leader spoke passionately, with fanatical yearning.

In Su Ting's eyes, he is just a young man full of ideals, but this young man's ideal is to make this world into a demonic realm, become extremely chaotic, and he can do whatever he wants... There are no rules in his heart, and there are no rules. There is no good or evil, only doing what you want.

"A free world where you can do whatever you want?"

Su Ting sighed and said, "Then I can kill whoever I want to kill?"

The chief laughed and said, "That's right, as long as you have the ability, no one will hold you accountable for your mistakes, because we have no order, no good and evil, no right or wrong, as long as you want to do it, you can do it."

Su Ting stretched out his hand and pressed it between his eyebrows.

"Then you go to die."

The smile on the chief's face suddenly froze, his whole body shook, and he fell on his back.

Su Ting withdrew his palm and stood up.

In this tribe, there are many people who are possessed by demons.

This place can be regarded as the concentrated place of evil here.

Su Ting's eyes narrowed slightly. Although he is a strong man transformed into a horse by paper-cutting at the moment, his skills are high enough to level this place.

"After all, Su is not the Great Master Xuan Ce. He doesn't have the ability to save demons and lead them back to the right path, and he doesn't have the patience to save demons. He can only stop killing by killing according to the law of keeping the righteous way."

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Chamohe didn't have the eloquence of a great leader, so he showed off his abilities first, which left the young man stunned and quite proud of himself.

Then when they were talking, they used magic energy to penetrate into the boy's body.

This young man, who was infected with devilish energy, was not as restrained in his dealings as before. He also relaxed a lot in his speech, and his behavior was not very well-behaved.

Chamohe was quite satisfied, as soon as he returned to the tribe, the big leader would naturally teach the young man to understand their philosophy.

"I'm telling you ha..."

Zamohe was about to continue talking.

Suddenly, a middle-aged man in black robe appeared in front of him.

Chamohe's heart skipped a beat, and he just held his palm.

The boy next to him seemed to be taken aback and stood where he was.

"do not worry."

The middle-aged man said with a smile: "You should be able to feel that I have the same aura as yours, even more condensed than yours...and my ideas are the same as yours."

Cha Mohe's eyes changed, and he really realized that this person was a generation of demons, but he still did not relax his vigilance, because the mask in his own hand was an extremely powerful treasure.

"Who are you?"

Chamohe looked solemn, and said: "You came quietly, you are more powerful than the chief, when will there be such a powerful person among us?"

The middle-aged man laughed and said: "The so-called big leader is just a relic of one of my juniors and barely cultivated... Your vision is too shallow. In the outside world, there is a wider place and a more powerful place. A person with a purer concept than yours."

Zamohe's complexion changed again and again.

The middle-aged man came slowly and said: "I just heard that there are people of the same way here, so I took advantage of the Taoist priest's strength, so I came to have a look... I have met your chief before, the devil on his body Qi, it’s not as good as you are condensed.”

Chamohe's heart skipped a beat, thinking of his mask.

The reason why he has such a condensed demonic energy is because his mask is better than that of the big boss.

He even thought that he would be able to break through next month and replace the big boss.

Unexpectedly, such a mysterious figure appeared again now.

"Who are you?"

Zamohe looked serious.

The middle-aged man smiled and was about to speak.

However, at this moment, only a young boy's voice was heard, and he spoke slowly.

"He is an inner disciple of the Demon Sect, and he is much more authentic than you bastards."

(End of this chapter)