Eternal Devil

Chapter 724
In a team, standing at the front is a gray-haired old man, and next to the old man is an extraordinary and handsome young man, and behind them are a group of monks of different levels of cultivation.

Although Daosheng's words were very light, every monk could listen to them.

When they heard this, their faces became angry, and they looked at Daosheng very gloomyly.

The young man standing in the front was particularly upset. He took a step forward, looked at Daosheng, and sneered again and again: "I am Lu Yao, a disciple of Tianyin Sect, come here to teach me!"

Not much to say, he used the strongest move when he came up, the move was extremely vicious, and he went straight to Daosheng's vital point!
Little did he know that the person standing in front of him was not an ordinary monk, but a holy monk!
Daosheng glanced at the young man, shook his head, his eyes were full of disdain.

Seeing Daosheng's disdainful gaze, the young man's face flushed with anger, and he shot faster, more decisively and fiercely!

Daosheng took a light step forward with his right foot, stretched out a white and clean hand from the white long sleeve, and then turned it into a palm, and blasted it out!

The palm hit the opponent's chest, directly knocking the young man back ten steps!

The young man spit out a mouthful of blood, his complexion was pale, and he looked at the young man in fluttering white clothes in front of him in disbelief. He didn't believe this scene at all!
How can this be?

You know, he is an elite disciple of Tianyin Sect!He has lost so thoroughly!
He refuses to admit defeat, so he will challenge Daosheng again!

However, at this moment, a hand resisted in front of him.

An old voice echoed in space.

"Stop!" It was the old man beside him who spoke. The old man's face was densely wrinkled and his skin was like bark. Although he was old, he was full of astonishing energy. The old man stroked his white beard and said, "I don't know, Your Excellency. Which emperor's disciple is it?"

Daosheng glanced at the old man, thinking that ginger is still old and spicy.

The old man must have seen Dao Sheng's true cultivation, so he stopped the young man.

Otherwise, the young man would have died in the hands of Dao Sheng long ago.

"This...you don't need to know!" Dao Sheng responded lightly, saying that he ignored the old man and just walked forward.

Seeing this lonely but unusually tall and powerful figure, the monks at the back frowned.

Who is this guy?Has such a powerful cultivation base?

"Lord Luo, is this person a disciple of the nine emperors?" A disciple asked suspiciously, frowning.

"I don't know, but who can have this level of cultivation, except for the disciples of the nine emperors, who else can do this?" The old man murmured, his turbid eyes flickering again and again, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

When the young man heard this, cold sweat broke out on his back. He knew that he almost got into a catastrophe just now. If the other party was really the emperor's disciple, then even if he had ten lives, it would not be enough to die!
"Although my Tianyin Sect is powerful among many sects, it is like an ant in the eyes of the nine emperors. Compared with other people, this ant is bigger and bigger. Other than that, there is no difference!" said At this point, the old man's complexion instantly turned solemn, and he said solemnly: "Everyone, listen to me, when you meet this person, don't mess with him, and don't mess with him either!"

"Who the hell is he?" A disciple also asked.

"It doesn't matter who he is, you can't provoke him! If you provoke him, you will be responsible for the consequences!" The old man walked away after saying such words.

The monks of the Tianyin Sect at the back heard the old man's words and looked at each other, and they could see confusion in the other's eyes.

"Those monks really don't know how to write death!" Soul of Sword Spirit said with emotion.

"En!" Daosheng nodded: "If they don't know each other anymore, I don't recommend letting my blood bone sword see blood!"

"hey-hey……"

Along the way, Daosheng didn't encounter too many troubles. With his current cultivation base, it would be easy for him to deal with monsters below the level of the gods.

In the restricted area of ​​the deserted temple, many monks have been lost in it for thousands of years, and there are many super strong people among them, which is enough to show that this place is extremely dangerous.

The periphery of the forbidden area of ​​the Huangmiao was fine, and Daosheng's journey was extremely smooth.

But when he came to the inner circle, Daosheng felt a sense of threat.

There seems to be a strong crisis around!

Daosheng's heart became tense involuntarily because of the vaguely terrifying aura.

Ahead, there is a ruined temple.

"Is this the deserted temple?" Daosheng looked ahead.

The ruined temple is very large, and there is a stone statue inside. There are still a lot of incense around the stone statue, and the white smoke rises slowly.

"This is where the master came back then! There used to be an old monk here! It seems that he is no longer..." The years have really passed too much, and the soul of the sword spirit is still sighing.

Think about it too, after 3000 years, even a powerful monk will turn into bones, let alone that old monk.

"Back then, the master saw this old monk, and felt something was wrong all over his body. He learned a lot of spiritual arts from the old monk! It can be said that the old monk is the master's master!" Said the soul of the sword spirit.

Daosheng nodded slightly.

At this moment, a hand like bark suddenly appeared on his shoulder, which made Daosheng startled.

An old and deep voice sounded slowly from behind him.

"Reincarnation, now... ten thousand... ancient..."

The sound made Daosheng's heart beat again.

He immediately heard the words that the soul of the sword spirit had said to him before.

The reincarnated person is now eternal!
Isn't this what old monk Zeng Jin said?
Looking back, Daosheng almost passed out.

Behind him stood an old man about three feet tall, with eyes as big as copper bells, a bald head with a white dragon engraved on his head, and an old man in a gray robe.

"He...he...he!" Seeing this scene, Sword Spirit Soul began to stutter, obviously he didn't believe the scene in front of him either.

At the end, he exclaimed: "He is that old monk!"

Unexpectedly, after 3000 years, the old monk is still there.

What exactly is going on?

What kind of cultivation is the old man in front of him?Why did it appear in this place?

All kinds of mysteries arose in Daosheng's heart.

He found this very strange.

The old man seemed crazy, but at this moment there was a trace of clarity in his eyes, and he said directly to Daosheng: "Come with me!"

After saying this, the old monk went crazy again, and kept saying that sentence in his mouth: "Those who reincarnate, live forever!"

"Reincarnation, now eternal..."

"Return...back..."

"Now... Eternal..."

He seemed to be reciting a spell, his eyes were extremely cloudy, as if he couldn't see the light, he stepped on the void with a slight step on his right foot, and his whole body was suspended in the void, his gray clothes fluttered, his hair was disheveled, and his whole body Man looks like a weird old man.

"Reincarnation, now eternal..."

Daosheng looked at the departing old man, his eyes narrowed instantly.

How old is the old man?No one knows, but it must be very, very long, certainly more than 3000 years.

Could it be that people of this level belonged to the generation of the ancestor Dao Wuji?

Regardless of these, just talking about the old man's seemingly simple but full of profound meaning, Dao Sheng will follow the old man!
"The old man asked me to come over!" Dao Sheng had a plan in mind and decided to follow the old monk closely.

The old monk stepped in the void, as if he knew that someone was coming, he turned around, and the clarity appeared in his cloudy eyes again, and he looked at Daosheng suspiciously: "What are you doing here?"

Dawson was completely bewildered by his words.

But the next moment, the old monk returned to his strange appearance again, and kept saying: "The reincarnated person, now eternal!"

Although he didn't know the meaning of these words, Daosheng knew that he had to follow the old man closely.

Perhaps, he can discover the shocking secret!
The old monk flicked his long sleeves, his speed increased sharply, like lightning, he disappeared in place in an instant.

Daosheng was dissatisfied with the reaction, he directly sacrificed the demon sky wings and phoenix wings, followed the old man closely with the second formation of the Seven Killing Formation.

The more you go inside the forbidden area of ​​the deserted temple, the more you will meet some strange and powerful creatures!
These monsters had the cultivation level of the gods, but under the waving of the old man's sleeves, all the monsters died, blood gushed out from their bodies, and the blood below became a stream.

"So powerful!" Seeing this scene, Daosheng was speechless.

The strength of the old monk simply surpassed Dao Sheng's imagination!
"The cultivation of the old monk must exceed the realm of gods!" Daosheng was shocked again.

"Hmm! 3000 years ago, the old monk defeated my master effortlessly! Now that 3000 years have passed, I don't know where his cultivation is!" The soul of the sword spirit was also shocked.

"Could it be that this is an ancient strongman, from the generation of the ancestor of the devil?" Daosheng asked doubtfully.

But thinking about it, it seems that there is something wrong.

If so, why wasn't this old monk imprisoned in a dark, dead and silent universe?
"What's going on?" Daosheng was puzzled.

"Follow him first!" Sword Spirit Soul suggested.

"Okay!" Daosheng nodded, and this is the only way now.

Follow the old man!
The speed of the old man was getting faster and faster, and he came directly to the depths of the forbidden area of ​​the deserted temple!
Finally, the old man stopped.

Qingming appeared in the old monk's eyes again, and he turned to look at Daosheng with a serious expression on his face, and said, "Kneel down!"

Before Daosheng could react, a huge pressure swept directly like a hurricane, pressing down on Daosheng!

Daosheng's legs went limp, and he knelt directly on the ground.

There were tombstones in front of them.These tombstones are all drilled out of the ground.

Looking at these words, Daosheng was startled.

These tombstones all started with the same word.

"Holy monk!"

"Holy monk, Mo Hai!"

"Holy monk, Lin Qingmo!"

"Holy monk, Shangguan Haitian!"

Every name is a holy monk!
"Kowtow!" The old monk said very seriously, as if he was teaching a junior.

A huge force strikes again.

Daosheng kowtowed three times, the force was strong but gentle.

(End of this chapter)