Eternal Life: My Millennia in the Jiaofang Division

The masters reinforced by the Demon Sect were extremely fast and were already in the sky above Sansheng Chanyuan in an instant.

Everyone looked closely and found that there were many strange people among the masters of the Demon Cult.

Each of those people had a crescent-shaped birthmark between their eyebrows, and they looked very arrogant.

Although they stood together with the people of the Demon Cult, they always kept a distance away, as if anyone who came closer to the Demon Cult would pollute the air they breathed.

Such a scene made everyone look strange.

Are these the backers behind the Demon Cult?

But why does the relationship between the two parties seem so strange? Did the Demon Sect invite a group of ancestors back?

Zhao Mu on the cloud was not surprised by this. After all, he had already learned about the urinary behavior of people like the Shenyue Saint Clan.

Zhao Mu raised his head and looked into the sky.

Others couldn't feel it, but he could clearly sense that there were five people appearing in the high sky at this moment.

They were five Saint Realm masters, two of them were Patriarch Lieyang and Gu Xingshang, and the other three should also be members of the Shenyue Saint Clan based on their auras.

"Tsk tsk, it seems that the immortal cultivation world in the Southern Region has indeed declined. It's no wonder that people from the four major sects will leave here and go to the Eternal Galaxy."

Zhao Mu muttered.

Today, in the world of immortal cultivation in the Southern Region, there are only three saints.

Among them, the saint Gu Xingshang relied on his backers to break through, while Zhao Mu was a cheating time traveler.

If we calculate it carefully, the only saint who truly belongs to the world of immortal cultivation in the Southern Region is Patriarch Lieyang.

But the Shenyue Saint Clan casually sent out three saints.

If a group of people is already like this, how many saints will there be outside the realm of immortal cultivation in the Southern Region, and how many masters are stronger than the saints?

It can be seen that during the ten thousand years of rule by the Lieyang Empire, the immortal cultivation world in the Southern Region has indeed fallen far behind the other major regions.

It is indeed not unreasonable for the four major sects to regard the Lieyang Empire as the sinner of the immortal cultivation world in the Southern Region.

Zhou Yuniang arrived with many masters and immediately changed the situation of the Demon Sect's disadvantage.

High in the air, Ancestor Lieyang also sensed that something was wrong. He turned around and wanted to escape, but was blocked by Gu Xingshang and three saints from the Shenyue Clan.

"Old man, where do you want to go?"

Gu Xingshang's tone was playful, and he stood in front of Patriarch Lieyang: "Now that you're here, don't leave. Today is such a great opportunity. If I don't kill you, wouldn't it be in vain for my leader's calculations?"

"Damn it!"

Ancestor Lieyang looked gloomy.

He knew that he might be in bad luck today, after all, none of the four opponents was weaker than him.

Unless he can immediately break through to the tenth level of Saint Realm or above, one against four will definitely escape death.

"Who are you, and why do you want to help the Demon Cult?"

He looked at the three saints of the Shenyue Clan: "If you want to develop your own power in the world of immortal cultivation in the Southern Region, our Lieyang Court is more suitable than the Demon Sect. After all, we are the masters here."

"Three of you, how about this, I can represent the Lieyang Court and cooperate with you. No matter what conditions you have, as long as we can do it, we will never refuse, how about it?"

The three Shenyue clan saints looked at each other with a flash of contempt in their eyes.

One of them sneered: "How do you, cheap monks, have the qualifications to cooperate with our Shenyue Saint Clan?"

"Hmph, even your so-called Demonic Cult is not a cooperative relationship with us, but a subordinate. They are just servants of my Shenyue Saint Clan."

"Even if it weren't for the order from above, the Demon Cult would not even be qualified to be a servant of my Shenyue Saint Clan because you are too weak."

This person's words simply don't give the Demon Cult any face.

As expected, Gu Xingshang also had a gloomy look.

But he didn't dare to make any rebuttal. Obviously, in the relationship with the Shenyue Saint Clan, their Demon Cult was indeed the one being enslaved.

boom!

Suddenly there was a loud noise below, and the Sutra Pavilion of Sansheng Chanyuan exploded, and a red lotus bloomed in it.

The lotus held Sun Miaoniang up into the sky, followed by the tattered monk Zhen Nian.

"Your Majesty, the "Future Maitreya Dharma" has been snatched away by Sun Miaoniang, stop her quickly!"

Monk Zhennian shouted at He Xun.

"Block your head!"

However, He Xun yelled: "Don't look at what's going on now. Don't worry about the skills. First, let your people come over to help and block the other party's people."

Monk Zhen Nian was stunned for a moment, and then realized that something was wrong.

At this time, under the siege of the Demon Cult and the Shenyue tribe, the imperial court was completely at a disadvantage and was being beaten back.

At the same time, a fierce battle broke out in the sky. It was the four great saints who were besieging the Lieyang Ancestor.

Monk Zhennian looked extremely ugly.

This time, he originally wanted to follow the trend and take advantage of the Demon Sect's attack on Sansheng Chanyuan to cooperate with the imperial court in countering the Demon Sect and make meritorious deeds.

But who would have thought that after a fight, the imperial court and Sansheng Chanyuan would be doomed.

At this moment, he was no longer in the mood to think about meritorious service, and he didn't dare to reinforce Jinxiu Hall. He only thought about how to escape and save his life?

As things have developed so far, everything still does not exceed Zhao Mu's deduction results.

Next, Patriarch Lieyang suffered irrecoverable damage under the siege of the four saints, and finally decided to self-destruct and die together.

"In the past half day, I have used the secrets of heaven to deduce a radius of 100,000 miles, but I have not found any secrets related to the corrupt giant."

"It seems that the guy should not come today. This is the best. At least when I take action later, no one here can stop me."

Thinking of this, Zhao Mu finally stood up.

"Master, what are you going to do?" Little Daoyuan turned around and asked.

"My hands are itching. Find someone to fight."

"Fight...fight?"

Little Daoyuan was stunned.

Such rude words don't sound like what a Taoist master would say.

Shouldn't it be to enforce justice on behalf of heaven?

At this moment, the image of the great master suddenly collapsed in the little guy's heart.

Zhao Mu naturally didn't bother to pay attention to what the little guy was thinking. The mana in his body flowed, and the whole person had already soared into the air.

In the sky.

Under the siege of the four saints, the old ancestor Lieyang was in a desperate situation.

He was covered with wounds and blood was flowing. His internal organs were all displaced, and he was almost half dead.

"Hahaha, old man, you still don't admit defeat?"

Gu Xingshang laughed triumphantly: "I advise you to accept your fate. If you swear to submit to my Demon Cult now, this leader can plead for you and let the adults of the Shenyue Saint Clan spare your life!"

"Dream on!"

Ancestor Lieyang gritted his teeth, blood gushing out from his teeth: "Hmph, my Lieyang Royal Clan is the Supreme of the Southern Region, how can I surrender to your Demon Cult?"

"Gu Xingshang, do you think you will win today? No, even if I die today, I will die with you."

"People of the Demon Cult, death is not a pity!"

Before he finished speaking, Ancestor Lieyang suddenly burst into a strong mana fluctuation, like a volcano about to erupt.

"No, he is going to explode!"

Gu Xingshang's face changed drastically, and he instinctively turned around and fled.

And the three Shenyue Saints, at this moment, no longer cared about being arrogant, and immediately ran away with their heads in their hands.

After all, they were well aware of the power of a saint's self-detonation, and certainly couldn't stay here and die.