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Chapter 1158 I am back!

In the southern barbarian land, deep in the 100,000 mountains, an old monk from Subhuti Zen Temple led two young disciples to force a magic warrior with the strength of the True Dan realm to a cliff. The mountain wall behind him was a thousand feet high, and there was no way out.

Although the two people brought by the old monk were young disciples, they were actually in their forties or fifties. However, in the Subhuti Zen Temple, disciples of this age were considered "young".

"'Cold Demon Sword' Fang Chenkong, you slaughtered barbarian tribes in the southern barbarian land, with cruel methods and outrageous things. Do you think you can escape in this southern barbarian land?"

Fang Chenkong sneered, "Old monk, why bother to add to the crime? I have been lingering in this southern barbarian land for more than a day or two. I don't believe you don't know. Another barbarian tribe paid me to kill people.

You don’t care about them, but you are here to cause trouble for me. Isn’t it because you, Subhuti Zen Temple and Da Guangming Temple, joined forces to Kunlun, but were driven down in shame. So you are so angry that you want to take action against us, the devil’s cultivators?”

The old monk in Subhuti Zen Temple recited the Buddha's name and said, "Fang Chenkong, you are deeply demonic, and you are still obsessed with it at this time.

Since you can't put away the butcher's knife, I have to send you to see Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva."

As he said that, the old monk in Subhuti Zen Temple said to the two younger monks behind him: "You guys come and do it."

The old monk in Subhuti Zen Temple has the cultivation level of the True Fire God Refining Realm. If he really wants to kill Fang Chenkong, he can actually kill him in three moves.

The reason why he had to slowly push him into a dead end was just to train his disciples' practical ability.

It is very difficult for ascetic monks in Subhuti Zen Temple to become masters, and their requirements are extremely high, so the age of disciples is generally too high, and their cultivation reaches the realm of True Alchemy, but there are many people who only recite Buddhist scriptures in the temple for their whole life.

After all, cultivation and combat power have two meanings, so there are often masters of this kind of ascetic monk who take their disciples out to walk around the world and exercise their practical combat abilities.

Fang Chenkong snorted coldly, clenched the long sword in his hand, and his power was mobilized to the extreme. He was ready to fight to the death, at least he could die with more dignity.

Two true alchemy warriors from Subhuti Zen Temple rushed up and fought with Fang Chenkong into a group.

The experience of these two people is naturally not as good as Fang Chenkong, a demonic murderer who has been hiding in the Southern Barbarian Martial Arts since childhood and fighting in the bloody storm. However, they are from major sects after all, with a profound foundation of strength and the various martial arts they can control are stronger than Fang Chenkong. In addition to the initial discomfort, they can easily suppress them.

Seeing that Fang Chenkong could no longer hold on and was about to be killed, the old monk from Subhuti Zen Temple sighed and recited the Buddha's name.

At this moment, a wisp of fluctuations appeared in the space, as if the calm water surface was wrinkled by the breeze.

A figure was "squeezed" out of the ripple. In an instant, the surging demonic energy enveloped the entire cliff. In front of that powerful aura, the old monk Subhuti Zen Temple, who was also in the realm of the real fire refining god, was directly suppressed by the pitiful Buddha light on his body to less than ten feet away from him.

The three of them who were fighting subconsciously stopped. The old monk from Subhuti Zen Temple looked at the person who suddenly appeared and could no longer maintain his state of mind. A quiet Buddha heart had already stirred up storms, and even a look of horror was seen in his eyes!

Chu Xiu shook his head, and he still felt confused until now.

In fact, he didn't plan to just return to the lower realm like this.

Even if he found the passage, he would still study whether the passage was safe. After all, to come to Daluotian from other places, he had to experience layers of space storms and had to be protected by the Tongtian Key.

And he also had to think carefully about whether he needed to bring anything from Daluotian, and how he would use this passage between the lower realm and Daluotian.

These premises are something that Chu Xiu can only think about when he can find this channel.

As a result, who thought that things were so sudden, there was a strong suction force in the two space cracks. Chu Xiu was just approaching and was directly sucked into it.

However, just as soon as he came out of that space, Chu Xiu saw the people in front of him and felt the familiar aura. A smile suddenly appeared on his face.

He Chu Xiu, finally came back!

The old monk from Subhuti Zen Temple in front of him looked at Chu Xiu, and the horror in his eyes could no longer be blocked.

Chu Xiu didn't recognize him, but he recognized Chu Xiu.

When the former righteous alliance went to Kunlun Mountain together, he was at the Subhuti Zen Temple, and he was deeply impressed by Chu Xiu.

A year ago, there were rumors in the entire world that this devil died in a secret realm, under the power of heaven and earth, which was considered as if the sky had eyes.

As Kunlun Mountain closed the mountain, Ye Shaonan practiced in a low-key manner. In a short while, the power of the magic path was greatly reduced, and the entire river and lake returned to its peace, and returned to the time when the righteous martial arts world dominated the river and lake.

As a result, now he actually saw Chu Xiu again, the devil, he was back!

At this moment, many things flashed through the mind of the old monk Subhuti Zen Temple.

For example, why Chu Xiu was not dead, what impact would his return have on the entire world, etc.

But in the end, these things all turned into one sentence: "Escape! Escape!"

He shouted angrily at the two monks in Subhuti Zen Temple, and the Qi in his palm burst out, directly throwing the two people behind him.

He pinched the Buddha seal with both hands, and in an instant, endless Buddha light behind him was blooming, and the blood was burning, turning into a hot Buddha light condensed into a Buddha's phantom.

Faced with this devil who once made the whole world feel tricky, the old monk Subhuti Zen Temple did not dare to look down on him at all, nor did he dare to relax at all.

As long as he can hold the other party and let the remaining two people go back to report the news, his desperate struggle will be worth it.

A calm smile appeared on the corner of Chu Xiu's mouth, and his hand was already on the breaking ground at his waist.

Two very simple actions: draw the sword and cut it down.

At that moment, the sharp edge enveloped the entire cliff, everything was divided, the Buddha's light was extinguished, and the Buddha's Nirvana was nirvana.

The old monk in the Subhuti Zen Temple still had a look of disbelief in his eyes, but a blood thread emerged from his forehead and fell to the ground with a bang.

With the knife in the sheath, the pure demonic energy in Chu Xiu's hand turned into a long bow.

The bow pulled the moon, and two long arrows with the power of nirvana and the fire of destruction burst out, making a loud bang.

The moment the two arrows were shot, Chu Xiu turned around and looked at Fang Chenkong with a dull face, and said lightly: "Are you a magic warrior?"

Fang Chenkong was stunned and then nodded suddenly.

"Then would you like to go back to Kunlun Demon Sect with me?"

Fang Chenkong nodded again, then bowed directly: "See Lord Demon!"

He recognized Chu Xiu.

Who doesn’t recognize Chu Xiu in the entire world of magical martial artists? That is the existence that almost pushed the entire magical martial artist back to its peak five hundred years ago.

Fang Chenkong rose up in a remote place like the Southern Barbarians, and he lived here quite well. Therefore, when the Kunlun Demon Sect faced the entire river and lake recruiting disciples, he did not choose to go to the Kunlun Demon Sect in the west.

At this time, the rumored leader of the Demon Sect was standing in front of him. The three monks who had wanted to kill him before had turned into ashes, and one was lying on the ground. If he dared to say the word "no", he would not think that he would be able to survive because he was a man in the devil.

Chu Xiu nodded with satisfaction, waved his hand, and a little fire of destruction fell, burning the body of the old monk in Subhuti Zen Temple to ashes, and destroying the corpse and destroying the traces skillfully and naturally.

"How long has it been since I died?"

Although I felt that Chu Xiu's words were a little awkward, Fang Chenkong still said: "It's almost a year."

Chu Xiu nodded. He asked this, but in fact he just wanted to make sure that the time between Daluotian and the lower realm was different.

Now it seems that it should be exactly the same, and even the locations of these two spaces are very close.

Chu Xiu also had some speculations about the space channel he returned to the lower realm. This should be a place where the two worlds overlap.

The Daluotian passage is deep in the Diluo Mountains, belonging to the southern barbarian land, and the lower realm passage is also deep in the 100,000 mountains, and is also the southern barbarian land.

Both channels are located in the southernmost part of the two worlds, and they correspond exactly to one point, so they overlap, which allows people to come and go here at will.

Because this is not a torn space crack, there is no power fluctuation, and there is no space storm coming and going here, so naturally there is no use of the key to the heaven. Therefore, the Dahei Tian Divine Palace in the past can bring all the people from the temple to the lower realm.

"How about my Kunlun Demon Sect during this period? What about the situation in the world?"

Fang Chenkong replied carefully: "The Kunlun Demon Sect is nothing. After you die... you disappeared, Da Guangming Temple and Subhuti Zen Temple joined forces to go to Kunlun Mountain to ban the rootless holy fire.

However, Wei Shuya, senior Wei entered the realm of the world's mystery, controlled the rootless holy fire, and forced the two sects to retreat. Since then, the Kunlun Demon Sect has been blocking the mountain, and no other disciple has gone down the mountain.

As for the situation in the world, many subordinates don’t know, but my situation in the Demonic Way is getting more and more difficult.

The Kunlun Demon Sect includes the Hidden Demon lineage and most of the random cultivators of the Demon Way. At this time, the mountain was closed and the power of the Demon Way was almost gone.

Moreover, although the Moon Worshiping Sect did not close the mountains, it also stayed in Miaojiang all day long and few people went out.

The two most powerful demonic sects in the world did not show up, but we, the demonic warriors, were suppressed and extremely miserable."

Listening to Fang Chenkong's description, a cold look appeared in Chu Xiu's eyes.

Originally, he thought that he was "dead", and Jianghu would not be so afraid of Kunlun Demon Sect, and the righteous alliance would definitely be disbanded.

In fact, he guessed halfway through the right guess. The righteous alliance was indeed disbanded, but the monks of the Buddhist gang were even more amazing than the righteous alliance, and wanted to destroy the Kunlun Demon Sect lineage from the root.

Da Guangming Temple, Subhuti Zen Temple.

Very good, very good!
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