Don't mess with that dragon

Chapter 341

Southern Wilderness,

Demon Sect General Altar, Demon God Mountain.

Gloomy dark clouds cover the sky and the earth, and the entire Demon God Mountain seldom sees the sun all year round, coming to the world like the Nine Netherworlds.

It is said that the Demon God Mountain was the place where Chi You, the Yellow Emperor, was defeated and beheaded when he was fighting for the front in the past. As a result, he was infected with the blood of demons.

After the Demon Sect failed to compete with the Righteous Way in the Central Plains, it set up the main altar of the Mountain Gate here, ruling the [-]-mile Southern Barren Mountain.

Oh oh oh!
Between the heaven and the earth, the wind howls, as if there are thousands of demons and ghosts crying in the world.

On this night, there was no starlight in the sky above, and bunches of torches circled and spread like dragons on the Demon God Mountain, illuminating the entire corner of the mountain gate.

At this time, in the entire Demon God Mountain, all the high-level members of the Southern Demon Cult gathered here, waiting respectfully.

at a certain moment,
Whoops!

The dark clouds on the top of the sky were aroused by a strange force, and the layers of clouds gathered together, turning into a huge vortex piercing the sky and the earth on the Demon God Mountain.

At the same time, a vast aura spread majesticly from the depths of the forbidden area of ​​Demon God Mountain, sweeping across a certain corner of the world, like a prehistoric beast waking up from the wild.

"Welcome the Holy Master to leave the customs!"

All the senior members of the Devil's Cult below knelt down towards the forbidden area.

"Hahahaha!"

Accompanied by an incomparably majestic voice resounding through the heaven and earth, everyone in the Devil's Cult felt their ears ringing, and then saw a fierce and domineering figure stepping into the air and descending from the sky.

In an instant, the whole body can communicate with the weather mechanism to cause changes in the world.

The entire main altar seemed to usher in the whistling wind and ghosts, and the howling of thousands of ghosts made people feel as if they had fallen into the netherworld.

"After ten years of retreat, this seat's Netherworld magic power has broken into the unprecedented twelfth-level realm, and the Heavenly Sword old man is no longer arrogant. The mission is to make preparations, that is, the Japanese seat is about to go north to solve the old man, and our sect is about to return. Central Plains!"

With a flick of his sleeves, Jue Wutian sat domineeringly on the first seat, and a heavy and oppressive atmosphere swept over the entire altar.

"Holy Master's magical skills are unrivaled, forever, to rule the world!"

All the demon cult members shouted loudly,
Jue Wutian on the high platform looked at the dense crowd below, thousands of congregants surrendered at his feet, and his heart was filled with pride.

"Hahaha"

The laughter shook like thunder, and swept towards the Demon God Mountain in all directions, announcing his arrival.

Ten years ago, the stunningly talented leader of the Demon Cult, Jue Wutian, was promoted to the realm of Grand Master, and then led the Demon Cult to invade the Central Plains on a large scale northward.

All of a sudden, wars raged in the south, each force was attacked and shattered, and the entire martial arts forest in the Central Plains was in jeopardy.

At this time of crisis, Zhengdao of the Central Plains invited old man Tianjian, the number one master in the world today, to fight against Jue Wutian, the leader of the Demon Cult, on Dongting Lake.

After all, Jue Wutian was a new grand master with an unstable foundation, and was finally defeated by the old man Tianjian's sword, and fled back to the Southern Wilderness in embarrassment.

Jue Wutian, who returned to the main altar of the Demon Sect, entered the forbidden area of ​​the Demon God Mountain for retreat in order to avenge his shame, hoping to break through the No. 12 layer of the Demon Sect's highest magic tome, Nether Divine Art, which has continued until today.

In fact, as early as three years ago, Juewutian Youming Divine Art had already broken through to the No. 12th level, which has never been seen before or since. After that, it was just a matter of spending time polishing and stabilizing the realm, so that I can fight against the old man Tianjian. Add one point to the odds.

Three years ago, the Devil's Cult was ready to go northward. The Tianyuan Sect's extermination campaign was exactly a test that Jue Wutian sent people to prepare in advance during the retreat.

A large number of members of the Demon Cult have gathered, and they have already made preparations in the southern area of ​​the Central Plains.

War is imminent.

Dark clouds loom, and a storm is approaching.

"Well, where is that guy Qinglong? Why are there only three of you left? Where did that guy Qinglong go?"

When the congregation had dispersed and only the top leaders of the Demon Cult were left around the main altar, Jue Wutian squinted his eyes in the deep main hall of the Demon Cult main altar, and a thunderous voice echoed in the hall.

Three years ago, he broke through the twelfth level of Netherworld Divine Art, and when he was full of ambition, he sent people to the north to test it out.

The failure of the decisive battle with the old man Tianjian last time did teach him a lesson, and he, who was defiant in the past, became a lot more cautious.

Unexpectedly, he had just broken through at that time, and his realm was not yet stable, so he had to enter the retreat again, and it was not until today that he sorted out and exited.

"Report to the Holy Master, Qinglong led the congregation northward in the name of the Holy Master."

The remaining three major demons looked at each other, and Baihu took a step forward, telling what happened three years ago one by one.

In the deep hall, there was silence, only the voice of the White Tiger Demon Venerable slowly echoed in the air, and the atmosphere seemed extremely depressing.

When Baihu finished telling the story,

With a bang, Jue Wutian on the first seat slapped the handrail beside him, and the air was faintly distorted and vibrated.

"How courageous! How dare you kill the person in this seat!"

The entire hall became even darker, the surrounding candles seemed to be burning to the end, and the cold murderous aura almost condensed into frost on the ground.

Absolutely no sky's eyes were deep, and a gloomy voice echoed:

"Very good, just a newly promoted boy, this time I return to the Central Plains, and before the decisive battle with the old man Tianjian, I am missing the head of a great master to sacrifice the flag!"

But seeing above the first seat, Jue Wutian slowly stretched out his hand, with a ferocious expression on his face.

A black vortex of void emerged from the void, swallowing the light of the entire hall. At that moment, the place where the sky was never located turned into a huge black hole, absorbing all the brilliance of the world. .

The failure ten years ago did make Jue Wutian's arrogance a little restrained.

However, after ten years of retreat, he has practiced the magical skill of suppressing religion of the Demon Gate to the No. 12 level that only existed in deduction in history. The master Tianjian old man is not afraid at all, let alone just a newly promoted grand master?
With his current skill, if he faced himself ten years ago, he is confident that he can win within fifty moves.

Although the grand master is the pinnacle of martial arts in the world, there is a difference between a grand master and a grand master after all!
"Holy Master's magical skills are unrivaled, forever, to rule the world!"

Feeling that Jue Wutian was like turning into a dark abyss demon god in front of him, the three major demons were sweating and shouted loudly under the powerful oppressive force.

"Hahaha!"

"Send a battle post to Tianjian Villa, and see you in Dongting Lake in a month, and you will never die!"

"All the Anzi lurking in the Central Plains are moving! Find the trail of that kid! Before I fight with Tianjian Laoer, I will take his head to Jianghu to announce the return of my seat!"

Absolutely staring towards the north, as if he had penetrated a lot of space, and saw the heavenly sword standing on the land of Shenzhou, and a majestic fighting spirit rose into the sky.

His real enemy is still the old man Tianjian who suppressed the Central Plains for decades.

As for the great master of the Tianyuan Sect, it was just an appetizer before the main meal!

He dared to offend him, just take care of it.

　I have something to do today, so I will make it up first, and I will make up for it in the third shift tomorrow.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)