Immortal Emperor Reborn

Chapter 340
It was as simple as assigning future positions, and then everyone simply packed up and set off for the Holy Land of Demon Spirits.

He is going to collect debts!
As one of the many holy places, the Devil Holy Land is naturally powerful, among which there are not a few strong ones in the state of concentration, and there may even be some 'underground'

But Lin Hao had no fear at all.

Along the way, Lin Hao had a thorough understanding of this holy land of demons.

There are probably about five strong men in the state of concentration in this demon holy land, and it is said that their ancestors are strong in the late stage of concentration.

And the most frightening thing is that there is very likely a real holy place behind this demon holy place!Land of the Holy Spirit!But these are just rumors, and I heard that there are strong men from the holy land among them.

However, this holy place has not been seen for hundreds of years, and it lives in seclusion like other holy places.

But now these so-called holy places such as Zixia Demon Spirit are not real holy places at all, they just occupy a title.

The Holy Land of Demon Spirits is located in the mountains, not far from the Shenyao Pavilion. Everyone is prepared. Lin Hao has no way to lead so many people to perform the technique of shrinking the ground to an inch.

But they all ride Linma and other exotic beasts, and their speed is not slow, if they want to fight, they will catch him by surprise.

In just two days, everyone rushed to the boundary of the Holy Land of Demon Spirits.

Although the name of the Holy Land of Demon Spirits is not very good, but from a distance, you can see the fairyland-like pavilions on the mountainside.

Moreover, this place is located in the spiritual vein, with rich aura, which is suitable for establishing a sect.

"Master! This is the Holy Land of the Devil!"

Shu Changfeng looked at the mountains in the distance.

"Ok!"

"The horse rides on the demon spirit today!"

As soon as Lin Hao gave an order, the thousands of disciples behind him shouted excitedly, with blazing light in their eyes, they divided into four groups, like four long dragons, and attacked the entire demon holy land.

But Lin Hao, Shu Changfeng and others headed towards the gate of the Demon Spirit Sect.

Shu Changfeng stepped forward, waved the long sword in his hand, and smashed the mountain gate into pieces.

At this time, the members of the Demon Spirit Sect hadn't reacted yet.

Only a few disciples shouted: "Who is it? How dare you offend my holy land of demons! Are you impatient?"

"I think it's because your demon holy land is tired! My people dare to move! Do you want to die?"

Lin Hao squinted his eyes, his black hair was like a waterfall, and his eyes were as deep as a demon god, walking through the air, full of killing intent.

And several disciples of the Holy Land of Demon Spirits despised Lin Hao when he saw that he was just a young man.

"How courageous! You really don't know how to live or die! This is the holy land of demon spirits! Is it possible for you to trespass?"

One of the young men held a halberd, pointed at Lin Hao and scolded him.

"What are you! Are you worthy of talking to me? Tell your Lord of the Holy Land to come out!"

Lin Hao glanced at the young man disdainfully.

The young man was furious, soared to the sky, and shouted angrily: "Looking for death!"

Lin Hao's eyes were indifferent, and his black hair danced against the chaos.

"You are looking for death!"

The folding fan in Lin Hao's hand pointed towards the young man from a distance.

"Card wipe!"

A thick golden thunder flashed out like a golden dragon.

"puff!"

A muffled sound came out, and the young man was directly smashed into ashes by the golden lightning. There was nothing left of blood and bones, and even the weapon in his hand was turned into powder, blowing away with the wind.

The disciples of the surrounding Demon Holy Land exclaimed and completely changed their colors. At this time, other disciples of the Cangxuan Holy Land also attacked, making many disciples of the Demon Holy Land terrified.

"Who offends my demon holy land!"

A dull old man's voice came from afar, with a cold voice.

Lin Hao sneered disdainfully, his eyes were full of murderous intent, his hair danced like a demon god, and he said with murderous aura:
"Offend you? A joke! During my absence for half a year, your Demon Holy Land and Zixia Holy Land besieged the Shenyao Pavilion, and you dare to question me?"

"You are... Lin Cangxuan?"

The old man's voice changed a little, and became a little dignified.

"That's right! Step on your demon holy land today as a punishment."

Lin Hao put away the folding fan in his hand, and pushed forward with the Dusheng sword at his waist.

"No matter who you are! This is the Holy Land of the Demon Sect, not a place where you can run wild!"

At this time, the old man came out with a gloomy face and a long knife in his hand.

A young disciple looked at Lin Hao and reprimanded angrily: "Who cares about you, Lord Cangxuan! If you dare to violate my demon holy land, it will be a death penalty! You will be suppressed and killed!"

"Noisy! Like ants!"

Lin Hao didn't want to pay attention to these young people at first, and never put them in his eyes, just hand them over to his disciples, but at this time he insulted them, so don't blame him for being ruthless.

The long sword in his hand swiped out, and a thick sword glow tore through the void.

The old man wanted to stop it, but it was too late. In the blink of an eye, the disciple was instantly beheaded.

"puff!"

I saw that the young man was split in half, blood splattered everywhere, and he died unexpectedly.

"Let me meet you!"

The old man screamed angrily, and the long knife in his hand slashed down, and a dazzling light of the knife also burst out, cutting the void.

Lin Hao narrowed his eyes slightly, and slashed forward with the long sword in his hand.

"Boom!"

The huge roar resounded through the heavens and the earth, shaking out endless energy fluctuations, surging towards the surroundings like a stormy sea.

"kill!"

With a roar, Lin Hao's white robe turned black and turned into a black robe. The Dusheng sword in his hand seemed to feel Lin Hao's killing intent, and the tip of the sword began to change, as if it had been exaggerated. Become as black as ink.

"Buzz!"

The long sword whined softly, and the Dusheng sword in Lin Hao's hand stretched out against the wind, turning into a big sword, and slashing down with force.

"Humph!"

The old man was not weak either. He snorted angrily, swept the long knife in his hand, and a piece of light burst instantly.

"when!"

The sound of gold and iron colliding came out, cracking the sky, and waves of energy surged out like waves.

"boom!"

In the void, Lin Hao's blood was surging to the sky, and endless power erupted from his body, and the Dusheng sword in his hand slashed down.

"when!"

There was another muffled sound, and this time the old man finally couldn't hold on anymore, and the long knife in his hand shattered.

Fortunately, he retreated faster, and the sword almost slashed him, but even if he dodged, he was injured, but it was not fatal.

"Come on! Pass the order down! Order all the disciples to defend against the enemy!" the old man roared angrily.

Looking down, those disciples were defeated, and he was a little anxious.

It has to be said that although these disciples of the Shenyao Pavilion practice alchemy all day long, their cultivation is not weak. It may be because their true essence is often burned by the earth fire. Thirty percent.

I saw that the disciples of these disciples had broken into the holy land of demon spirits and started to kill.

There was a little fanaticism in their eyes.

(End of this chapter)