readx;? Thirteen million miles north of the Holy Demon Capital, a white-robed young man shuttled between the magic mountains, occasionally stopping to pick some spiritual fruits to satisfy his appetite and enjoy the beautiful scenery in the distance, which was very leisurely. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info↑,

"It's really strange, what am I doing here?" Zhao Si muttered to himself as he gnawed on the spirit fruit.

The gods and demons changed greatly, and the projection of the Holy Yang Emperor announced that Su Ye was the leader and then hastily ended the big competition.

The Bloodplain Monk was gone, and he was gone.

Out of the magic capital, all the way aimlessly, I don't know why I came here.

"Could it be that my chance has finally arrived?"

Zhao Si thought happily.

The force he is in is called the Demon Palace, and it is the only killer organization in the Demon Dao that can openly exist.

And he is the youngest gold medal killer, and the mysterious hall master has also appeared to praise him as the future of the Demon Palace.

It stands to reason that such a proud son naturally has many friends, but he doesn't have any of them.

Because he was a "god of decay", even if he never thought so, every monk who came close to him would be unlucky, and over time, he would become a loner.

As a god of decay, the kind of anti-heaven chance that he can pick up immortal treasures even if he falls on his heels is completely incompatible with him.

After cultivating for so many years, his greatest opportunity was to encounter an ownerless spiritual vein, and it was still a defective product.

Listening to his colleagues recount his adventures one after another, he could only look up at the stars at night and express his envy alone.

“￥#￥%￥......”

And today.

The feeling in the dark brought Zhao Si here, and he felt that he had been unlucky for decades, and he might finally be transferred.

Thinking so, he hurriedly threw away the spirit fruit that had not yet been eaten, and his divine thoughts poured out like a tide.

Thousands of miles, thousands of miles, 100,000 miles, millions of miles......

Finally, he sensed something strange two million miles away.

It was a cliff that was thousands of meters wide and tens of thousands of meters deep, and there was a faint trace of immortal qi overflowing from the bottom of the cliff, but it was quickly swallowed by the surrounding demonic qi, and it would be difficult to find it if it weren't for his keen spiritual sense.

"It's really immortal?!"

Zhao Si almost screamed in excitement.

What is this place?

There are only two possibilities for a pure and immaculate immortal aura to appear at the bottom of a cliff that is inaccessible.

Either it's a fairy stone vein, or it's an immortal artifact.

He is unlucky, but his eyesight is not bad, and from the surrounding geographical environment, the probability of appearing fairy spirit stone veins is no more than thirty percent.

In other words, there is a high probability that there is an immortal weapon sealed there!

"Immortal weapon! I see who will dare to call me a god of decay after the fuck!"

Zhao Si laughed wildly a few times and immediately teleported over.

Soon, he came to the top of the cliff.

"That's ...... The Void Forbidden Great Array?!"

With chance comes crisis!

So he was very cautious, and did not immediately go down the cliff to take the treasure, but carefully observed it with his divine thoughts, and finally he caught a glimpse of it.

The Void Forbidden Great Array, which is a formation that has been passed down from ancient times, is extremely rare in this life.

"Could it be that there is an ancient immortal artifact sealed at the bottom of the cliff?"

After a while, the corners of Zhao Si's mouth swept a slight arc.

"The monks who set up this formation are not very skillful, and I am afraid that the cultivation is not high. It is possible that he got the immortal weapon and was afraid of being snatched away, so he set up a formation to hide, and was later killed by the enemy, so he didn't take it away. ”

With a sharp turn of mind, Zhao Si quickly guessed the ins and outs.

"Hey...... Anyway, I, Zhao Si, will be able to run today!"

Just as Zhao Si was about to go down the cliff.

A terrifying demonic aura rolled in from the distant sky.

As soon as he turned his head, he saw a black line appearing in the sky, which was endless.

Even if he hadn't used his divine thoughts, he knew that the black line was composed of countless demon cultivators, and it was killing him at an extremely fast speed.

"! I'm not going to be so unlucky, am I?"

Zhao Si's face turned green.

He didn't hide it, because he sensed that a divine thought had locked him in the first place.

Brush Brush Brush ......

Sure enough, dozens of figures teleported in between breaths.

They were all powerhouses of the Eight Holy Realms, and the marks on their chests indicated that they were from different demon sects.

"Little doll, what are you doing here?" an old man asked in a cold voice.

Zhao Si took a deep breath: "Enjoy the scenery!"

"When this sect is a fool?"

The old man couldn't help but say, his withered hands turned into claws, and grabbed Zhao Si.

Beside him, a man grabbed him.

"What are you doing?" the old man was slightly angry.

The man said, "Sect Master Gu, don't you look at the sect mark on this kid's robe before you start?"

The old man was stunned for a moment, and his eyes fell on the mark on Zhao Si's chest.

It was a bone tower made of dozens of skulls, and a black sword stuck next to it.

"The Hall of Demons?!"

The old man took a breath of cold air.

As the sect master of the ninth-level Demon Sect, it was impossible for him not to have heard of the murderous reputation of the Demon Palace.

"It turned out to be a fellow Daoist of the Demon Palace, disrespectful and disrespectful!"

Hearing this, Zhao Si pursed his lips and looked at the army of demon cultivators rolling behind the old man, and at a cursory glance, the number was not less than 10 million.

Curious: "What are you doing here?"

"The situation is urgent, and I will take my leave. ”

The old man didn't want to say more, waved his hand, and quickly left with a group of strong people.

"Let's go, let's go!" Zhao Si said secretly.

However, it didn't take long for a group of strong men who had flown thousands of miles away to suddenly stop.

"What's wrong, Ancient Sect Master?" one asked.

The old man's nose moved, and he frowned, "This sect seems to smell the smell of immortal energy. ”

“......”

A group of people was speechless.

It's not a dog demon, can you still smell fairy energy?

"If you don't believe it, it's at the bottom of the cliff behind that kid. The old man said.

The divine thought was swept away, and after a while, a group of people were suddenly surprised, it was really immortal!

Because it was too rare, and it was swallowed by demonic energy as soon as it appeared, they didn't notice it.

"Good fellow! that's the Void Forbidden Array that flourished in the Ancients!" someone exclaimed.

The old man nodded and said, "There must be something sealed in the big array. ”

"Using the void to seal the Great Array Seal, that thing is probably extremely extraordinary, but the problem is that the monk of the Demon Palace...... What should I do?", someone hesitated.

"Of course, it's killing people to take treasure, so many of our sects are working together, even if the Demon Hall knows about it, we can only admit it. The old man sneered.

"The Ancient Sect Master is right!"

"Compared to the immortal treasure, what is a monk of the Demon Palace?"

The crowd agreed.

After a few breaths.

Looking at the returning powerhouses, Zhao Si frowned and said, "What do you think?"

"This sect is abrupt, and you haven't asked for the name of Daoist Gao?" the old man smiled lightly.

"Gold Medal Killer of the Demon Palace, Zhao Si!"

Hearing this, the old man was shocked, such a young gold medal killer?

"Zhao, Zhao Si, you are the legendary god of decay?!" At this time, someone shouted.

Zhao Si looked at him: "What, have an opinion?"

The man did not answer, but took several steps back.

Zhao Si, the god of decay, is not only famous in the Demon Capital, but also thunderous in their Demon Sect region.

The others reacted and hurriedly retreated.

Only the old man was still standing in place, looking at Zhao Si with a smile.

"The decay of the gods is nonsense, and this sect does not believe it!"