The Ten Directions of Heaven and Earth

"What? Master Demonic Heaven, have you thought clearly..."

Yang Xiaoran looked calm and seemed to be trying to persuade him, but his words were indeed full of threats. The elders on both sides of the hall were hesitant and looked at the leader at the head of the hall. To this day, they already felt timid. The leader's Heavenly Demon Divine Art is certainly powerful, but without Wuyu Tian, ​​even if he could unify the world of demons, it would not be impossible, and he would even have the strength to fight against the Xuan Qing Sect.

However, the Lord of Wuyu Tian, ​​Xiao Yichen, has kneaded all the fragments of the Heavenly Book together over the years. His magical power is unrivaled by anyone, let alone in the past ten years, in Wuyu Tian, There is also an additional "soul master" whose strength is unfathomable.

If this person brings people to attack, the leader may be able to resist for a moment with the magic of the devil, but they will definitely die, and even their souls cannot escape the imprisonment of that person.

At this moment, the leader of Motian Cult was livid and clenched his fingers tightly. How could he not understand that if the two sides fought, Wuyu Tian was now powerful and Motian Cult was alone. When the time came to face enemies coming from all directions, the entire Demonic Sect would be weak. The Heavenly Sect will definitely suffer heavy casualties. Even if they rely on the formation, they may not be able to withstand it for long. Although his cultivation is high, the people below are afraid of being killed and injured. ✱

However, Patriarch Tianxin unified the Demonic Way back then. Although the various sects of the Demonic Way later split, the Demonic Heaven Sect has always remained in the lineage of Patriarch Tianxin. Could it be that the thousands of years of foundation are about to end today, and will they surrender to others from now on?

The entire hall suddenly fell into an eerie silence. The three Demon Lords, Bailizu, Ye Daoren, and Yihun Master were also silent below. At this time, next to the Demonic Patriarch, there was also the person he trusted most. Chu Yunshen, the man in green with a folding fan in his hand, is also very talented in magic skills.

There is also the adopted son of the Demonic Patriarch, Xie Tianluo. This person has also grown up over the years and is a sworn enemy of Yang Xiaoran. I recall that back then, Yang Xiaoran escaped from the Xuanqing Sect and mixed up with those small sects of the Demonic Sect. You can poke him to death with your fingers, but now the other party has become this "Commander Yang". If the Motian Sect surrenders to Wuyutian, then when they meet in the future, won't he become the subordinate of this Commander Yang?

At this time, Xie Tianluo stood forward and pointed at Yang Xiaoran, "Yang Xiaoran, I'll give you a stick of incense, get out! Go back and tell your master, does he want the Demonic Sect to surrender? Then ask him if he had the same attitude as before. If Patriarch Tianxin doesn’t have the power to dominate the world, get out!”

The sharp shouts made the atmosphere in the entire hall become more solid. There were several other people who followed Yang Xiaoran this time. Seeing this posture, those few people could only look at Commander Yang, and the devil Tianjiao has always been the most difficult place to deal with. The old man sitting at the head of the hall now relies on his own cultivation and does not take Wuyu Tian in his eyes, nor does he take his Majesty in his eyes. Now Stuck here, what should I do?

Yang Xiaoran couldn't help but feel troubled in his heart. The Motian Sect is not like the other three demon sects. The Motian Patriarch is a thorn in the side. If the other party really kills him today, even the King of Hell will not avenge him. But if Motian The land was confiscated and I turned around and asked, what should I do?

"Rumble..."

Suddenly there was light thunder outside, and within a moment, it started to rain. Yang Xiaoran secretly cursed that the weather was not good. Now that it was raining outside, wouldn't it make him look even more embarrassed when he went back in such a disgraceful manner?

The rain and fog outside the mountain were hazy, and the sky suddenly became darker. Yang Xiaoran thought for a while, no, since we have come today, how can we return without success? Whatever I say today, I must let this old man understand that if the Devil's Sect does not obey, the only outcome will be its demise.

He gained some courage, walked forward, and said, "Master of Demonic Heaven, Yang will tell you one last time, either let Demonic Cult surrender to me, Wuyutian, so that it will 'perish in name only', or...perish in name..." Real destruction! After today, there will be no more Demonic Sect in the world!”

"Boom!"

Suddenly there was thunder outside, lightning pierced the sky, the wind was drizzling, and the wind was biting.

Yang Xiaoran said these cruel words, which shocked him. If the Patriarch of Motian broke his face and slapped him to death, then he would be unjust.

"Hehe... after today, there will be no more Demonic Sect in the world..."

Ancestor Motian sneered, and the elders on both sides of the hall lowered their heads in silence. At this time, the few people standing behind Yang Xiaoran felt uncomfortable. They felt the murderous aura coming from Ancestor Motian. If I don't leave, I'm afraid I won't be able to leave again.

"That's good. After today, there will be no more Demonic Sect in the world..."

Suddenly, the smile on Motian Patriarch's face was replaced by a cold murderous intent. Yang Xiaoran immediately secretly thought something was wrong. Oh no, this time he made the old man angry...

Just when he and the people behind him were panicking, a cold footstep suddenly sounded in the thunderstorm outside.

"Ta, ta, ta..."

It was the sound of footsteps hitting the rain all over the ground. At this moment, a cold feeling suddenly enveloped everyone's hearts. People in the hall subconsciously looked outside the hall.

"Your Majesty..."

Yang Xiaoran also reacted. At this moment, as if he had grasped a life-saving rope, he quickly turned around and looked outside.

It was windy and rainy outside, and in the hazy rain and fog, there was indeed a figure walking towards the temple. The disciples of the Demonic Heaven Sect outside were holding weapons, but they were trembling with fear and did not dare to block his way.

"Is there something wrong with what he said?" Finally, a cold voice came in, and the sky was filled with thunder and lightning, and the wind and rain were rushing.

Waves of cold rain were blown in by the wind, and the cold was biting. The figure of the man was getting closer and closer, so close that it was suffocating.

"Your Majesty!"

Yang Xiaoran and others immediately bowed to the man outside. The man was wearing a black robe, with white hair as white as frost, and cold eyes. He was Xiao Chen's ruthless clone.

As he stepped across the threshold at this time, everyone's hearts became even more tense, their backs were like thorns, and they were restless. Xiao Chen's eyes fell on the head of the palace, and he walked up to the palace step by step as if there was no one around. Outside, The wind and rain have not stopped, and lightning is about to tear the sky apart.

"Return or not?"

Xiao Chen walked in from the outside and looked at the Patriarch Motian at the head of the hall. He didn't talk as much nonsense as Yang Xiaoran. He only had these four words, but these four words were like a huge burden, weighing down everyone in the hall. I can't even breathe.

Ancestor Motian squeezed his fingers tightly. He knew that no matter what he said now, it would be redundant. Since the other party came in person, there would definitely be a result today. It was impossible to just go back with no results.

"Teach...the leader..."

At this time, some elders on both sides of the hall were looking towards the head of the hall. Their words and expressions clearly expressed the hope that the leader would obey. Today's obedience is nothing more than the Demonic Heaven Sect obeying Wuyutian's orders in everything from now on, but at least they are still there. , no one will be missing, but if you don't obey, there will be a river of blood here today. Not only will no one of the 100,000 disciples survive, but even they will not be able to escape the hands of this person.

"That's all..."

At this moment, in the hall on the left, an elder from the Demonic Heaven Sect suddenly came out, raised his hands to Xiao Chen and said, "I... From now on, I will only have no desire to honor the Lord and follow his lead."

"Third brother! How could you do this? You have forgotten the original leader..."

"Alas... so what? If we don't surrender today, will you and I still be alive?"

"That's all... today, I surrender to Lord Wuyu."

Soon, elders from the Demonic Heaven Sect came out one after another from the halls on both sides. Outside, the disciples saw that even the elders had surrendered to this man. They froze on the spot for a while, at a loss.

Xiao Chen's eyes still fell on the Motian Ancestor, and he said lightly, "Since they are willing to submit to me..." Unexpectedly, before he finished speaking, one of the seven or eight elders who had just submitted suddenly offered a magic weapon, Wanted to assassinate him from behind.

"Your Majesty, be careful!"

Yang Xiaoran and others' expressions changed, but that person was too fast and powerful, and they were not Ye Ying and others, so how could they protect him?

However, as soon as the elder rushed up, before he got close, it was as if someone had strangled his throat. His feet slowly left the ground, and then blood continued to seep out of his body, as if all his internal organs were shattered in an instant, and his meridians It was broken by an inch, and finally turned into ashes in a black mist, with both spirit and form destroyed.

"Elder Qi..."

Everyone around him was so frightened that his expressions were pale. From the beginning to the end, Xiao Chen kept his hands behind his back and never made a move...

He still looked at the Demonic Patriarch at the head of the palace and continued what he had just finished saying, "Since they are willing to submit to me, then I will not kill them. What about you..."

Because of the sudden action just now, the atmosphere in the palace became even more eerie and quiet. Patriarch Motian’s fingers squeaked loudly. At this moment, a figure slowly walked down from the head of the palace: "Chu Yunshen, I wish you the best in the future." Honor the Lord with no desire, look at the horse's head..."

At this time, everyone in the hall was even more stunned. Chu Yunshen, he is the most respected person by the leader!

"Chu Yunshen!"

Xie Tianluo's eyes were about to burst as he pointed at him and said, "It's a shame that my foster father treats you like this! You actually..." today.

Chu Yunshen ignored him and walked all the way down, bowing slightly to Xiao Chen and saluting. Of course, he could not assassinate Xiao Chen like Elder Qi just did. It would be the stupidest thing to do.

Then, he turned around again, facing Patriarch Mo Tian at the head of the palace, cupped his hands and said, "Now and then, the leader... surrender."

"This this……"

Seeing that Chu Yunshen actually persuaded the leader to surrender, the morale of the army inside and outside the sect was immediately shattered. Countless disciples of the Demonic Heaven Sect outside also surrendered one after another.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

The Patriarch of Motian suddenly raised his head and laughed, and Chu Yunshen was actually not wrong in doing so, because he knew very well that if he did not surrender today, then after today, there would be no more Motian Sect in the world. , none of the hundreds of thousands of disciples outside survived.

"well!"

The Patriarch of Motian suddenly stood up from his chair. No matter how unwilling he was, he had no choice but to do so. The situation forced him to surrender. If he surrendered to this person, the Motian Sect would still have a glimmer of hope.

"He who knows the current affairs is a hero, and he is worthy of being the leader of the Demonic Heaven."

Yang Xiaoran smiled softly, but in his heart he was thinking, this old man won't go against his will in the future, right? Today, I have surrendered to Wuyu Tian on the surface, but will there be a clique behind the scenes for personal gain... Otherwise, I will let you, Your Majesty, take a wisp of his soul.

Suddenly, Patriarch Motian raised his hand, and there was a black token in his palm. He pushed his hand, and the black token flew toward Xiao Chen with a roar.

Xiao Chen stretched out his hand, took the token in his hand, turned around and walked out, saying, "Yang Xiaoran, you stay here to deal with the follow-up matters. In addition, for those three seniors, you can stay or leave as you please." Baili Zusan Everyone looked at him without saying a word.

"Yes, Your Majesty..." Yang Xiaoran cupped his hands and did not dare to ask any more questions.

The disciples of the Demonic Heaven Sect outside all lowered their heads and bowed their bodies at this time. From today on, they are the people of Wuyu Heaven.

…

Outside Xuanyou Mountain, the smoke and water were hazy, the rain was still falling, and the sky was still thundering and lightning. Xiao Chen walked out of the Devil's Sect alone.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and under the rain and mist, I saw two figures approaching from far away, both of them were soaked by the rain, they were Bai Luan and Zi Yuan.

"Your Majesty, it's raining."

Bai Luan held up an umbrella and walked towards him, but Xiao Chen passed directly between the two of them and said, "It's done, let's go back."

Returning to Wuyu Tian, ​​the sky has darkened, and a bright moon is slowly rising from the sea of ​​clouds. Since the magic land of Hidden Cloud Sea disappeared ten years ago, Wuyu Tian has become clearer and clearer with a radius of thousands of miles. .

"Your Majesty, would you like to return to Wuyu Palace?"

No matter how cold and ruthless His Majesty has become over the years, Bai Luan and Zi Yuan are still following him, but Zi Yuan will no longer be naughty in front of him like before, because the Majesty in front of him , is no longer the same as before.

"You guys go back."

Xiao Chen walked forward without saying where he was going. Bai Luan and Zi Yuan looked at each other, shook their heads and stopped following.

Behind Wuyu Tian, ​​there is actually a large sea of ​​flowers, but due to the previous seal of the Hidden Cloud Sea, no disciples came here. It was once that Xian'er and Lianhua discovered this land.

Under the moonlight, the flowers blooming all over the ground are like a sea of ​​clouds, undulating with the wind, and the petals all over the sky will never wither. It would be great if Wei Young wakes up and can see such a sea of ​​flowers.

Xiao Chen walked in alone and smelled the fragrance of flowers. It was quiet here and there seemed to be no sign of Xian'er. She should...have never been here.

Xiao Chen stood in the sea of ​​flowers for a while, leaned over and picked a dozen flowers, bunched them into a bunch, and walked back.

Returning to Wuyu Peak, it was still deserted, even more deserted than before. He walked through several quiet corridors and came to the outside of Xian'er's room. He knocked lightly on the door, but no sound came from inside.

Did she sleep?

Xiao Chen frowned slightly, opened the door, and placed the bouquet of flowers on the table, but at a glance, the moonlight filled the room, and there was no one in the room.

"Xian'er?"

He shouted softly, but the room was quiet, with only the wind blowing the curtains, the moonlight dancing on the bed, and the quilt neatly folded. She was not in the room, but it was so late, where would she be?

Xiao Chen went outside and asked people, but everyone was busy today and no one saw her. Lianhua also fell asleep and was not with her.

"Your Majesty, what's wrong?"

When Bai Luan and Zi Yuan saw that he was still outside so late, they immediately walked up. Xiao Chen asked, "Have you seen Xian'er?"

"Xian'er?"

Bai Luan and Zi Yuan looked around. Everyone was busy with things inside and outside today. Who would notice Xian'er?

"looking around."

"good."

Bai Luan and Zi Yuan did not hesitate, and immediately mobilized their manpower to search for traces of Xian'er throughout Wuyu Tian, ​​but after searching for most of the night, they could not find anyone.

"Go look outside."

Since they couldn't find it in Wuyu Tian, ​​Bai Luan and Zi Yuan had no choice but to look outside. But it was windy and rainy outside, where would Xian'er go?

…

"Lies are all meant to lie to Xian'er..."

"It's all lies to say that I will accompany Xian'er every day from now on..."

There was a thunderstorm outside, and Xian'er was crying as she walked, but the world was vast, the rain was so heavy, and the thunder was so fast. As a little girl, where was she going to go in the middle of the night?

The road ahead was no longer easy to walk. Although she knew some magic and was not afraid of the monsters nearby, it was still dark, thunderous, and lightning, so she felt a little scared, so she found a cave and took shelter in it temporarily. After the rain went away, I sat in the cave and still cried.

"I want to go back, back to Penglai Fairy Island, back to Baihua Fairyland... and never come out again."

This time, she was not having a bad temper, but she had already forgotten the way she came when she came out with Xiao Chen. She even forgot how to return to the Ancient Immortal Realm, and how to return to Penglai Immortal Realm.

The next day, the rain finally stopped, and Xian'er left the cave. She could only follow some vague memories of that year and walk forward, hoping that she could find sister Yudie, and then she could let Yu die. Sister Die took her back to the ancient fairy world, and she decided to find Fairy Yudie.

But along the way, she thought of the time when her brother took her out, from Penglai Wonderland, to the outside world, bit by bit from the past, and that night ten years ago... She couldn't help but shed tears. One fell off.

"I won't go back, I will never go back... I will never go back to Wuyu Tian, ​​Xian'er doesn't like it there... There is no brother there anymore."

She was walking and crying, and this time she made up her mind to never go back. As she was walking, two figures suddenly appeared in front of her, a charming woman in purple clothes, and a hooded man in black clothes. Face woman.

"Lord Xuanji, you are a person without desires."

"oh?"

The purple-clothed woman's eyes fell on Xian'er. It was interesting to see a little girl crying all the way in this barren mountain. She smiled and said, "Little sister, who are you? Why are you here alone, why did you forget to go back?" Is there a way..."

Although Xian'er has a simple nature, she has been out for a few years. She knew at a glance that the two people in front of her were bad guys, so she turned around and ran away, but the masked woman in black flew in front of her and twisted her up. "Haha, you still want to run?"

"Let me go...let me go, wuwu..."

When he came out, he was caught by the bad guys. Xian'er felt even more aggrieved and burst into tears. The woman in purple slowly walked over and said with a smile, "Little sister, tell me, who are you, Xiao Yichen?"

"It's not me! I don't know him! Let me go, let me go..."

"You're not telling the truth, are you?"

The masked woman in black glared and was about to slap her in the face, but at this moment, a cold voice suddenly came from the distance, "Try hitting her."

"Brother..." Hearing this cold voice, Xian'er was stunned for a moment. Brother is here...

"Haha... Since the Lord of Wuyu Tian is here, let's show up."

The woman in purple was fearless. She slowly pinched Xian'er's throat with one hand and said to the direction where the voice came from, "Your sister is right here. If you want her, come and get her..."

Finally, a figure flew from a distance. In addition to Xiao Chen, there were also Bai Luan and Zi Yuan. Seeing Xian'er fall into the hands of these two people, Zi Yuan immediately shouted: "Demon girl! If you don't let her go, I will teach you." The two of them are in a state of despair!”

"Witch? Haha..."

The purple-clothed woman smiled faintly, "You are the people of the devil's way, why do you call others witches?"

"I don't like to talk too much. Put her down and leave. Otherwise, you will die."

Xiao Chen walked up step by step. The woman in purple was fearless, but the masked woman in black next to her stepped back and put her hand on Xian'er's throat. "Xiao Yichen! You don't want her life anymore, do you?"

"I count to three, if you don't let me go, we will die together..."

The aura on Xiao Chen's body became colder and colder. The masked woman was a little scared, so she lifted Xian'er up, "Ah!" Xian'er screamed, and her little face turned pale with fear.

"If you don't step back...I'll kill her!"

Unexpectedly, as soon as the masked woman moved, blood spattered three feet, and both arms were cut off by Xiao Chen. "Ah!" The masked woman let out a painful scream and stepped back. Xiao Chen instantly came up. He came forward, caught Xian'er, flicked his sleeves, and sent her to Bai Luan and Zi Yuan behind.

The masked woman was in agony, and before she could react, Xiao Chen slapped her with a palm, causing blood mist to fill the air, and she was beaten to death.

The purple-clothed woman flew back in an instant, her expression changed. She didn't expect that this person had such a high level of cultivation. With just one move of Xuan Gong, the other party's palm had arrived and was about to beat her to death. At this moment, a man's voice came from a distance: "Xuan Ji! Get back!"

A palm print flew towards him, and with a "bang" sound, it met Xiao Chen's palm in the air, saving Xuan Ji's life.

The person who came was dressed in red. He was a man with a very high level of cultivation. When he saw Xiao Chen, his eyes were filled with hatred, and the murderous aura in his body became extremely heavy.