Chapter 1257: Gathering of demons!

Name:Urban Madness Author:Lu Tong
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Two days later.

The son of the Devil Emperor had no intentions, and the happy day of the Little Demon Girl Nangong Xianer of the Hehuan School.

Under the leadership of Baili Qianxue, Ye Fan came to a valley thirty miles outside Fengdu.

The valley is hidden, the terrain is easy to defend and difficult to attack, and there is also a winding river that wraps around the valley like a jade belt.

At this moment, the valley has gathered nearly a hundred powerful members of the Demon Dao, one by one, ghostly and demon flames.

Even from a long distance, you can feel the evil and evil aura. If ordinary people are in the field, they will be infiltrated by evil within a few minutes, and their vitality will be cut off.

Ye Fan and Baili Qianxue disguised as black and white impermanence, one tall and thin and mean, one short and fierce, but placed among this group of monsters, they looked ordinary.

In the magic way, the black and white impermanence had no friends, so the arrival of the two did not attract the attention of others.

"Dengdeng Deng Deng Deng !!!"

Suddenly, there was a sound of dense footsteps in the distance, as if a large army was marching.

Ye Fan subconsciously turned his head and looked at it, and a shocking picture appeared in his sight——

I saw a Central South man wearing a black robe with an ugly face walking in the forefront, holding a small bell in his hand, constantly shaking and clinking.

And behind him, followed by a dozen zombies, with green-faced fangs and hideous faces, jumping and jumping forward like a sparrow.

"The corpse chaser in Xiangxi!"

Baili Shallow Snow Road, his tone was full of solemnity.

The corpse chasing is derived from China's concept of "going into the soil for security", which is widely spread in the western part of Hunan.

Although cremation has become the mainstream in today's funeral customs, in ancient times it was believed that parents who were affected by the body and skin must not be destroyed. Therefore, burial was carried out. Not only burial, but also the fallen leaves return to their roots.

However, for those wanderers who have died away from home, or warriors fighting on the battlefield, they cannot return to their hometowns, and want to return to the roots of fallen leaves can only be a luxury, so the profession of "dead chaser" came into being.

The corpse chaser can use the secret method to shake the corpse bell, drive the corpse to walk, and lead the corpse back home.

But later, some disciples of the corpse chasers started to use the corpse to commit evil intentions, and the corpse of the dead became a murder weapon in their hands, and the soul could not rest in peace.

And now, there are more than a dozen zombies behind the corpse chaser in front of them, each with blue-faced fangs, resentful, and they don't know how much blood they are stained.

Moreover, Ye Fan could feel that these zombies had reached the level of a corpse king. Although they were not comparable to his War God clone, they were already comparable to the top level powerhouses.

More than a dozen indefatigable and painful zombies, if they are dispatched together, even the celestial powerhouses would not dare to shake them directly.

At the same time, there were bursts of exclamation in the crowd:

"Tsk tsk...It's a fellow daoist from Xiangxi's corpse chasing line! This corpse chasing technique is really amazing!"

"These zombies have reached their peak state. If they can go one step further, they can evolve into ‘magic’, and they can extradite the plague **** in the dry world!"

"With the addition of this fellow Taoist, this Wanxian Conference can be said to have enhanced a lot!"

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"Amitabha!"

At this moment, a Buddha's horn came from a distance, faintly and far away, resounding in the arena like Hong Zhong Dalu.

Immediately, in the western sky, a majestic aura suddenly appeared, the gods blooming, and the golden light masterpiece.

Wheels, snails, umbrellas, lids, flowers, pots, fish, and long these eight Buddhist treasures emerged one after another.

Looking into the distance, under the golden light, is a young monk.

Although he has shaved his hair, his looks are extremely handsome, his face is like a mid-autumn moon, his color is like a flower of spring dawn, his eyebrows are like ink paintings, his face is like peach petals, his eyes are like autumn waves, and his eyes are like autumn waves.

He also wore a luxurious robes with five-color gems, which was obviously a valuable treasure.

With every step he took, he had a distance of 100 meters. He grew lotus every step of the way, and his body was spotless, like an arhat walking in the world, giving birth to the meaning of worship.

However, at this moment, the faces of the many magic masters in the valley showed a gloomy smile.

A monk broke into this place, wouldn't it be that a mouse entered the cat's nest, where is there any chance of surviving?

"Huh? Look at the rosary in his hand!" Suddenly someone shouted.

"Huh! Huh! Huh!"

The next moment, everyone's eyes in the hall fell on the rosary beads in the hands of the young monk.

Looking intently, there were a total of 108 rosary beads. Although golden light appeared on the surface, each rosary showed a terrifying human face.

The facial features of the human face are distorted and hideous, as if the living soul is sealed in it, and it looks particularly terrifying. If the timid person sees it, I am afraid it will be directly shocked.

Seeing such a weird and terrifying rosary, someone immediately recognized the identity of the young monk and shouted:

"This is the demon monk Jingkong of Xuankong Temple! It is rumored that Jingkong is the most wise disciple of Xuankong Temple in the past century. The old abbot appointed him as his descendant. Who knows that three years ago, Jingkong went crazy suddenly, **** Xuankong Temple, and hundreds of people in the temple. The monk was completely killed, and then disappeared. I didn't expect the emperor to invite this demon monk to participate in the Ten Thousand Immortal Conference!"

At this moment, the demon monk Jingkong also came to the valley, looked at the person who was speaking, showed a "kind" smile, and said in a polite manner:

"Amitabha Buddha, goodness is good! All the useful things are like dreams! The little monk is just sending all his fellow teachers to the Western Heavenly Paradise. What's wrong with the karma of their sins and the little monk alone?"

Hearing these words, many people in the surrounding magic path backed away a few steps, extremely afraid, for fear that they would be sent to Paradise by the demon monk.

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"Gluck..."

Suddenly, a silver bell-like laughter came: "It's so lively, this fairy aunt will join in the fun too!"

As soon as the voice fell, a young girl appeared in front of everyone.

She looks only sixteen or seventeen years old, wearing a purple gauze dress with satin layers on her shoulders and cascading sleeves, her skin looks like fat, her eyebrows are slightly raised, her lips are slightly bright, and she smiles brightly, but fresh and moving without powder. Like water hibiscus, like summer lotus.

And there is a silver bracelet hanging on her wrist, it seems that the dress is obviously from Miaojiang area.

Although the girl is young, the aura on her body is extremely strong, even better than Xiangxi's corpse chaser and demon monk clearance.

Upon seeing this, Ye Fan frowned.

He is not too old, but he can have such a powerful strength, relying on the help of the North Star Immortal Venerable and many adventures. As for other warrior cultivators, he can never have his luck.

The real age of the girl in front of him is definitely more than sixteen or seventeen. It is estimated that she is an old demon with skill.

At this moment, someone exclaimed: "Oh! It's Miao Jiang's unold child grandmother. Everyone is quick to stay away. When she is touched by the gu worms on her body, she will be ecstasy and eroded in a few minutes, turning into a pool of blood. !"

After knowing her identity, many magic masters in the field scattered.

Taking the girl's position as the center of the circle, a vacuum area was formed within a hundred meters of the circle, and everyone seemed to regard her as a plague god.

"Hate! Is this fairy so terrible?" The girl stamped her feet with anger, but her face was cute, innocent and innocent, arousing love.

"This Miao Jiang is not an old child, what is the background?" Ye Fan asked in a low voice.

Baili Qianxue's face was jealous, and she explained: "Miao Jiang is not an old child, but is the heir of the line of Gu poison in Miao Jiang. It is said that when she was young, she had worshiped the Gu King as a teacher and regarded her body as a refinement Gu. This is the container for her to be immortal! Her true age is more than enough to be our grandma! And in her body, there are thousands of gu worms, and ordinary people will die if they touch it!

Hey... I really didn't expect that this Ten Thousand Immortal Conference would attract so many demon leaders. Although we have dispatched many strong men in our decent faction, we may not be sure of a complete victory. The next battle will be bloody! "

Next, various demon heads appeared on the stage, which can be said to be a gathering of demons.

Even Ye Fan didn't expect that the power of the Demon Sect was so huge that it could completely fight against the Right Path.

After another moment, it was noon.

"boom!"

Suddenly, a magnificent breath suddenly emerged.

Immediately afterwards, the voice of a middle-aged man resounded like thunder in the ears of everyone:

"Feng Tian undertakes transportation, the Demon Emperor's edict said, calling on all the masters of the magic way to convene the Wanxian Conference here. On behalf of Young Master Wuxin, welcome everyone!"