I asked you to play the dungeon, but you are here to raise the BOSS?

The Evil Emperor Temple is located on a deserted hilltop in the Ten Directions Mountains.

The rocks on the mountain are red like cinnabar, and there are endless strange peaks and cliffs, which are extremely mysterious and strange.

There was plenty of time, so Lin Xuan took Yao Yue and walked up the intermittent mountain path to enjoy the strange scenery along the way.

The map provided by Zhu Yuyan was also a bit abstract, and often marked with sentences like "jump over the five-meter-wide cliff in front" and "follow the mountain vines to rise up."

From the perspective of ordinary tourists, this place is still quite hellish.

It took more than half an hour for the two to pass through a dense forest full of poisonous insects. In front of them were nearly a hundred layers of blood-colored stone steps, pointing directly to the temple gate of an ancient temple.

Most of the stone steps have been broken, overgrown with weeds, and dilapidated.

Even in broad daylight, there is a sense of gloom.

This was once the location of the Xieji Sect, which was famous all over the world.

But the last evil emperor Xiang Yutian had little sense of belonging to the Demon Sect itself, and he was always independent and had no interest in developing the sect.

Therefore, Xiang Yutian just followed the order of the master to continue the inheritance of the sect and accepted four disciples with cold and selfish character.

He also forced them to make a blood curse with the highest binding force in the Demon Sect, and vowed that they would only be allowed to establish a sect after obtaining the "Evil Emperor Relic" and inheriting the position of the Evil Emperor.

Afterwards, he divided the Dao Heart Demon Planting Method into four parts, so that several disciples could compete for it, so that they could not go out to do evil.

With this series of operations, the Xieji Sect was finally killed...

In the following versions, the so-called descendants of the Xieji Sect were not seen at all.

While thinking, Lin Xuan and the others slowly climbed the stairs and came to the entrance of the Evil Emperor Temple.

The stone steps ended at the bottom of the feet, and the inside of the open temple door was dark.

You can vaguely see an ancient statue of the demon god enshrined inside.

Without incense for a long time, the temple also exudes a rotten smell.

***

"The distinguished guests have arrived!"

Just then, a clear male voice sounded behind the temple.

At some point, several huge cowhide tents were set up on the empty rocky land behind the Evil Emperor Temple.

A strong aroma came from several small tents on the side, which seemed to be used as kitchens.

The main tent facing the Evil Emperor Temple opened the door, revealing the unusually gorgeous decoration inside.

The floor was covered with precious carpets, and the dining table was decorated with various tableware carefully made of gold, silver and jade.

Beside the dining table, there sat a tall and thin man in a black robe, a middle-aged scholar dressed as a scholar, and two Taoists wearing high crowns and Taoist robes.

These are the leader of the Demon Xiang Sect, the Demon Marshal Zhao Deyan, the leader of the Destruction Dao Sect, the Heavenly Monarch Xi Ying, the demon Taoist Bi Chen of the True Transmission School, and the Ziwu Sword Zuo Youxian.

The True Transmission School originated from the original Taoism and the Yin-Yang School.

Due to differences in philosophy, the sect is divided into two branches, "Laojun Temple" and "Daozu Zhenchuan".

Bi Chen and Zuo Youxian are the leaders of each branch, and are also listed among the "Eight Great Masters of the Demon Sect".

"Distinguished guests? Do you think we are guests?"

Lin Xuan swept his eyes over the crowd, and appeared in front of the main tent with Yao Yue, with a leisurely look: "The guests have arrived, why don't the masters come out?"

"This is the location of the Xieji Sect, and the four people of You Niaojuan should be the leaders."

"But now those four... those four wastes sent a letter, saying that they would come forward to the Xie Emperor and call them back."

Zhao Deyan stood up slowly, his face extremely gloomy: "After today, the Xieji Sect should also be eliminated from the world."

He narrowed his eyes, revealing only a barely visible line.

But there was a sharp edge like a sharp blade in it, giving people an indescribable feeling of domineering and evil mixed together.

"Humph! You are not worth planning with!"

Hearing Zhao Deyan mention You Niaojuan, Xi Ying also snorted coldly, his face unpredictable.

He is quite skilled in martial arts. Before the Purple Qi Tianluo was fully developed, he was ranked fourth among the masters of the Demon Sect.

Although Shi Zhixuan and Zhu Yuyan could easily defeat him.

But he could also compete with Zhao Deyan.

Xi Ying himself did not think highly of You Niaojuan and others. When they joined forces to attack Lin Xuan, they did not intend to bring the Xie Ji Sect with them.

But You Niaojuan and the other four took the initiative to get involved and said a lot of good things.

They said that as long as the "Evil Emperor's Relic" fulfilled the oath, an empty shell without essence would be fine.

They would provide people, effort, and venue.

Zhao Deyan and the others felt that it was a legitimate status to be involved in the Evil Emperor Temple, so they agreed.

But when the time came, You Niaojuan and the other four suddenly turned against them, saying that the Evil Emperor urgently called Yutian and asked them to go over quickly.

Xi Ying didn't believe that Xiang Yutian, who had disappeared for decades, would show up at this critical moment. He believed that You Niaojuan and his fellow apprentice were afraid of death and fled from the battlefield.

But when You Niaojuan passed the message, his whereabouts were unknown. No matter how high Zhao Deyan and Xi Ying's martial arts were, they could not do anything for a while.

They could only suppress their anger and plan to deal with Lin Xuan before settling accounts with those fence-sitters.

"You Niaojuan and the other four didn't come? Forget it if they didn't come."

Lin Xuan smiled calmly: "Since Sect Master Zhao asked the two of us to come, I wonder if you have any advice?"

"Hahaha, Lin Xuan, you are too naive! Even the former Senior Evil Emperor was just the leader of our sect."

"Now that you don't have the 'right time, right place, and right people', you still want to get involved in the highest position of our Saint Sect?"

Zhao Deyan opened his eyes, flashing an extremely cold light: "You have already chosen to die!"

"With Sect Master Zhao's fickle character, he actually has the nerve to talk to me about 'right time, right place, and right people'?"

Lin Xuan sat at the main guest seat leisurely, poured a glass of wine casually, and laughed: "It can be considered as a child's words."

"You!"

Zhao Deyan's face changed slightly, and a murderous intent flashed in his eyes: "I will not argue with a dying person."

The Demon Xiang Sect originated from the diplomats in the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period. It really emphasizes a change of attitude, no fixed master, and fickleness.

Although it rose quickly, it also fell quickly.

After the emergence of a stable unified empire in the Han Dynasty, the diplomats' things had little place to be used, and they were gradually marginalized.

Zhao Deyan knew that his ability was not as good as Yang Su, Shi Zhixuan, Song Que and others...

He simply went all out and served as the national teacher of Jie Li Khan as a Han Chinese, launching an invasion plan against the Central Plains.

But even if he did it himself, he was still a little annoyed by being ridiculed like this.

"The word you used... is quite interesting."

Yao Yue's mouth curled up slightly, pulled open the back of the chair, and sat down next to Lin Xuan.

Not sure if it was intentional, Lin Xuan found that the girl's eyes were full of trashy expressions, which made Zhao Deyan's veins pop.

"Okay, Master Zhao has said what he should say."

Lin Xuan smiled and drank the wine: "Does anyone else have anything to add?"

The wine was normal, nothing fancy.

Of course, even if it was poisoned, Lin Xuan didn't care.

"Lin Xuan, you are a rare talent in our sect who can beat Taoist Ning. I admire you."

"If you were the leader of our sect like the Yin Queen in the past, I wouldn't bother to care about you."

Heavenly Lord Xi Ying sneered, "But you have enemies everywhere and your life is coming to an end. You still want to unify the sect. You are really ignorant and ridiculous."

"Master Xi is also a rare talent in our sect."

"When I heard that Brother Xi was chased by the Song clan leader for thousands of miles, I felt a little sorry. I was afraid that I would never see Brother Xi again in this life."

"I didn't expect that after 20 years, Brother Xi's martial arts didn't improve much, but he became a lot braver and actually returned to the Central Plains."

Lin Xuan's eyes flickered, and he smiled playfully, "Could it be that Brother Xi intends to recommend himself to the Song clan leader so that he can let him off?"

The Way of Destroying Love is also an ancient profession evolved from, abbreviated as "Duck".

In the feudal period, except for a few fierce men like the Wheel King Lao Ai who were specialized in the high-end market...

Regular ducks were basically not provided to female customers.

Cang Que was not disgusted by this, and actually developed it into a branch of the Demon Sect.

It has the same origin as the Yin Gui Sect's charm, but it is different from the Yin Gui Sect's charm, specializing in the way of Yin and Yang, and the way of charming men and women...

The disciples who do not know the truth are actually a bit unlucky.

No matter how high or low your martial arts skills are in the future, or what your sexual orientation is, you will always have to bear the aura of a gay man who destroys love.

In Lin Xuan's impression, Xi Ying should not be considered a gay.

But unfortunately, this kind of thing can basically not be proved in ancient times...

"How unreasonable! Too much bullying!"

Feeling the strange eyes of the crowd, Xi Ying's whole face turned purple and he slammed the table.

His nickname is "Tianjun", which contains the word "Tian".

This made Tiandao Song Que unhappy.

When Song Que is unhappy, others are even more unhappy.

In the end, Xi Ying was chased by Song Que for thousands of miles like a cat catching a mouse. He fled to the Western Regions and almost died on the way several times.

Thinking about Song Que's last knife now, Xi Ying still felt terrified.

Now that he has mastered the "Purple Qi Tianluo", he can only sneak back secretly.

Originally, when Lin Xuan mentioned Song Que, Xi Ying was very uncomfortable.

But Lin Xuan changed the subject... and actually linked the tradition of the Destroying Love Dao with Song Que.

Xi Ying imagined that scene and felt terrible...

I had no choice before, but now I want to be a normal person!

"Do you two Taoist priests have anything to say?"

Lin Xuan glanced at the furious Xi Ying, and looked directly at the pale-faced Bi Chen and the other two.

"No, no, I just came here to ask for the advice of the Saint Lord at the invitation of Sect Master Zhao and Sect Master Xi."

"Yes, the Saint Lord and Saint Lady are the best among men, and I have never seen them before."

Bi Chen and Zuo Youxian shook their heads repeatedly, forcing a stiff smile on their faces.

"Well, as the Sect Masters of the Saint Sect, you are also qualified to challenge me."

Lin Xuan smiled faintly: "Are you four going to take turns or attack together?"

It seems that Zhao Deyan and Xi Ying think they are extraordinary in martial arts and have a lot of opinions about their Saint Lord.

Bi Chen and Zuo Youxian are relatively weak, and they are currently fence-sitters.

"Sect Master Lin's words are quite quick."

Zhao Deyan snorted coldly: "Sect Master Xi, they don't take us seriously at all."

"What a joke! A mere child who is still wet behind the ears, why should we be afraid of him!"

Xi Ying exhaled a breath of suppressed air and silently circulated the Qi.

His mind moved with his heart, and a circle of purple light appeared on the edge of his eyeballs, revealing a sharp light of evil and cruelty, weird and terrifying.

The next moment, layers of surging and boiling purple energy expanded outward with his body as the center.

Finally, a huge purple air spider web was formed.

This is the signature martial art of the Destroying Love Dao - Purple Air Sky Net.

When fighting with the enemy, it can easily lay layers of gossamer air nets around the enemy, and the air nets are entangled endlessly, binding the opponent like a fish caught in a net, and it is difficult to escape death.

When practicing to the great success level, the air net can be directly gathered, and even the opponent can be torn into pieces, leaving no bones.

It is an extremely domineering method of releasing internal energy.

"Take action."

Lin Xuan raised his head and glanced, then picked up the wine bottle: "If you can make me leave the table, I will consider Sect Master Xi a winner."

This thing reminded him of Zixia Magic.

But the power of this move is still much more powerful than Zixia Divine Art.

Much cooler too.

Well, one's eyes glowed purple, and the other's face turned eggplant color...

Obviously the former is more expert-like.

"court death!"

Amidst the loud roar, Xi Ying, whose face was purple with anger, stepped on his feet, and several lingering shadows flashed out and came behind Lin Xuan.

The left hand chops quickly and the hands are raised high, like a roc spreading its wings, the fingers are stretched out, and then they are quickly hugged together and suddenly pressed down.

Half of the purple Qi Tianluo turned into a spider web and gathered together, and the remaining half of the purple Qi condensed into a wheel-sized Qi Jin, which was cut horizontally towards Lin Xuan.

The two artistic conceptions of hardness and softness are integrated into one, which is unparalleled.

"You are not good at cultivation, so you will lose faster."

Lin Xuan raised his right hand and flicked his sleeve.

The two qi of yin and yang rotate rapidly, turning into the meaning of Tai Chi wind wheel.

As if he had found a place to vent, the purple air in the sky fell into the trap and turned into a tornado, pouring into Lin Xuan's sleeves every drop.

Tai Chi Sleeves·Liu Yun Fei Sleeves!

Lin Xuan suddenly shook his long sleeves while hesitating.

The purple air tornado split into four and shot towards Zhao Deyan, Xi Ying, Zuo Youxian and Bichen.

"???"

The four people were shocked and started to fight.

The palm force broke through the air, claw shadows appeared one after another, and two sword lights flickered, dazzling the eyes.

"It's really troublesome..."

Yaoyue puffed up her cheeks, stretched out her Qianqiansu hand, and pressed it down gently.

The next moment, extremely dense sonic booms sounded all around, completely dispersing the unformed impact energy.

"What kind of martial arts is this?"

Zhao Deyan took two steps back before standing still with the stake, his hands trembling.

"Are we really preaching Tai Chi Jin?"

"No, how can our Tai Chi power be so powerful..."

Zuo Youxian and Bichen looked at the broken sword in their hands, their faces turned earth-colored, and a trace of fear flashed in their eyes.

"How...how is it possible!"

Xi Ying's face turned pale, he sat down on the ground and swallowed the blood in his mouth.

In the instant confrontation, he suffered the most.

Others just had a strong encounter with Lin Xuan's Tai Chi.

But as soon as his Purple Qi Tianluo reached its peak, Lin Xuan confiscated it and used his power to fight back against everyone.

What's even worse is that at that time, Xi Ying was still in a state where "the old strength has been exhausted, but the new strength has not yet been born."

He could only forcefully burst out his energy and blood, and received his peak blow...

In one move, not only did he suffer serious internal injuries.

It also caused unimaginable critical damage to Xi Ying's state of mind.

"Sect Master Xi accepted the offer."

Lin Xuan filled up the wine glass: "Who's next?"

"this……"

Zhao Deyan took out the Variety Spear from his sleeve, hesitated for a moment, and then stuffed it back.

Although he is slightly stronger than Xi Ying, his strength is limited.

Nowadays, when people sit at the table and raise a glass with one hand, the table is reserved.

Zhao Deyan felt that it would probably not be much better if he took action himself...

There is no need to ask for trouble.

"Lin Shengjun is really good at martial arts."

At this moment, a melodious and ethereal man's voice sounded, and a strong man who looked to be in his thirties suddenly appeared outside the tent.

The strong man looks majestic and majestic, and the lines on his face are like cast bronze.

The tall and straight nose is embedded with a pair of enchanting, cold and energetic eyes.

The wild linen robe draped around his body flutters in the wind. There is stillness in the movement, and movement in the stillness. It is completely impossible to understand the flow of Qi.

People can't help but feel as if the gods and demons who rule the grassland suddenly appear in the world.

"Greetings to His Holiness!"

Zhao Deyan was overjoyed, bowed to the man, and retreated behind him.

"Are you finally willing to come out?"

Lin Xuan picked up the wine glass and saluted from a distance: "I drank a few glasses of wine, Your Majesty. Thank you for your hospitality."

"Why does the Holy Lord think that these wines and dishes were specially prepared by me?"

Bi Xuan's eyes were deep and he said with a half-smile.

"If it were someone like Zhao Deyan, he would be in panic all day long just coming to the meeting. How could he have such thoughts?"

Lin Xuan smiled and said: "This wine is very good and cannot be bought in the world. I must have put a lot of thought into it, right?"

"After hearing that Lin Shengjun killed Ning Daoqi, I dropped everything and carefully prepared for today's meeting."

"Now that the wine is in the cup and all kinds of delicacies have been prepared, you and I can imitate the ancients and talk about life and death over wine."

A cold smile appeared at the corner of Bi Xuan's mouth: "What happened today must be a good story. It can be said that Lin Shengjun died without regrets."

"Shameless talk!"

A sneer appeared at the corner of Yao Yue's mouth, and her palms as white as jade had become crystal clear.

As he raised his bare hands, wisps of cold air shot out of the air, stabbing at Bi Xuan like a sharp sword: "After today, I'm afraid there will be no more 'Martial Master' in the world."

"Miss Yao Yue is indeed extraordinary in cultivation. There is no woman in the world who can surpass you."

Bi Xuan's eyes flashed and he said calmly: "But unfortunately, I am not a woman."

The billowing flames erupted, and Bi Xuan's body emitted a monstrous red light, like a brilliant sun.

As far as his eyes could see, Yanyang's true energy circulated and transformed into extremely sharp flame spears, wiping out all Yao Yue's sword intent.

"good!"

Yao Yue raised her eyebrows, took a step forward, crossed a distance of more than ten feet, and slapped Bi Xuan with a palm.

When she slapped out her palm, there was still a rolling cold air.

But when she came to Bi Xuan, her Qi had changed, lightning and thunder.

"The secret of longevity is well-deserved."

Bi Xuan's expression changed slightly, and he turned his punch from attack to defense, colliding with Yao Yue's palm.

He had just locked Yao Yue's Guishui Qi from a distance with Yan Yang Qigong.

But in an instant, the opponent's Guishui Qi suddenly turned into Yi Mu, and then turned into Geng Jin.

Not to mention locking, even keeping up with the opponent's Qi change is extremely difficult.

Bi Xuan has practiced martial arts for so many years, and has never encountered such a thing.

In desperation, Bi Xuan had to restrain his fist and defend a move.

"..."

Zhao Deyan gritted his teeth secretly and looked away stiffly.

Xi Ying didn't catch his breath, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood, looking listless.

Bi Chen and Zuo Youxian turned pale at the same time and hurriedly stepped back.

Bi Xuan and Yao Yue just stood there, showing a majestic power that made them feel extremely uncomfortable and gave rise to the idea that they could not win.

This was pure realm suppression.

I was fooled! The Saint is also a master of this level!

Why did we come here to join in the fun today?

The two old Taoists looked at each other and fell into deep thought.

"You are quite capable."

In a flash, Yao Yue returned to the original place and sneered: "But with this Yan Yang miracle, you will still die today."

She still has some respect for the strong.

Although they are hostile, they don't look at them as trash.

"He is not alone."

Lin Xuan smiled, looked at the distant mountain, and said: "A great sword saint also practices the way of assassins and plans a thunderous attack, which is a bit beyond my expectation."

"There are three thousand great ways, but they all lead to the same destination. When we fight for life and death, we should be like the black and white sons, and do everything we can."

The gentle and magnetic male voice came from the distant mountain: "But since the Saint King has invited you, it's okay to meet him."

The next moment, countless sword qi turned into a huge silver dragon, rolling from between the two peaks.

When they arrived above the Evil Emperor Temple, the thousands of sword qi dissipated.

The man took a step in the air and landed beside Bi Xuan as lightly as a feather.

The man was tall and majestic, but his appearance was extremely ugly, and the proportions of his facial features were weird and awkward.

In the Yingui Sect, this level of appearance would be looked down upon even if he wanted to be a medicine dregs.

But now that he has a sword in his hand, he gives people a sense of emptiness, mystery, simplicity and vastness, making people subconsciously ignore his appearance.

So, practicing martial arts is also very useful.

Even if you don't deliberately change your appearance, you can naturally improve your temperament.

"You are here too."

Bi Xuan's eyes flashed, and his voice was calm.

"National hatred and family feuds, I have to come."

"Okay."