Arrange all your subordinates to go down, clean up the remaining battlefield, transport the major treasures and prepare to return.

All the remaining men of the Netherworld Sect surrendered. Once the leader, Old Ghost Netherworld, died, there was no point in continuing the fight. Although they fought hard, the number of available manpower for this fusion had reached 60,000.

Ning Tao sat on the ruins and stared at everyone. He seemed relaxed, but a ray of worry flashed in his heart.

Tianxiamen is developing too fast, and there must be a lot of moths inside the door, which is potentially dangerous. This kind of cleaning needs to be left to Mr. Mo and his wife.

The Tianxia Sect, which has gone through many hardships, is their true power, without any other impurities.

He sucked his hand and grabbed the space ring of the old Netherworld ghost. A famous old monster should have a lot of good things in his hand. Langshan just reported that he couldn't find the core treasure house of Netherworld Sect.

I guess it's all in this.

At this time, the army was basically reorganized, and Ye Bei came to him after being nursed back to health.

"Senior Beixian, where is that crocodile?"

Bai Yue, Mo Lao and others were curious. The battle just now was so chaotic that they didn't even see what was going on over there.

Ye Bei flipped his hand and took out a mini version of the ancient crocodile. Like a stream of blood, it was rushing around like crazy, but there was a seal that imprisoned it. This turned out to be... the bloodline of the mountain crocodile.

"That old guy was very cruel to himself. He tried hard to have his blood drawn out by me, damaged his own cultivation, and ran away with gritted teeth. However, his strength will definitely drop a lot."

"From now on, I won't be a threat."

Ning Tao nodded when he heard this, looking at this pure crocodile bloodline, this is a good thing.

It is perfect for them who possess the "All Souls Blood Art".

The Poison Dragon Hall Master, the Lion Hall Master and others are all jealous. Although their bloodline is extraordinary, compared with this thing, it is a bit dwarfed.

If it were replaced with them...

Ning Tao thought for a while and then said: "Let's put this object in the treasure house of my No. 1 sect in the world. Rewards based on merit will also serve as motivation to motivate the members of the sect."

Just as he gritted his teeth and managed to stand up, his vision went dark, he passed out and fell heavily.

"Master, boy..."

At the same time, in a wilderness.

Two monks, one large and one small, were sitting cross-legged and chanting sutras. In front of them was a huge ferocious head. Even though it was only half bloody, its vitality was still tenacious and it was desperately hitting the Vajra seal.

The scarlet eyes looked out greedily. He was thirsty, he was hungry, he was eager to eat everything...

The young monk was a little scared, but the scriptures in his mouth were ancient and powerful, like an ancient Buddha chanting sutras. But under the old monk's feet, golden lotuses rose up, and the sound of wooden fish could be vaguely heard, as well as six words.

"Om, ma, ni, ba, mi, hum!"

This is the six-character Great Ming Mantra, one of the supreme mantras of Buddhism, which contains the supreme Buddhist mysteries.

"Ahhh...!"

The huge ferocious head screamed, as if it had been subjected to painful mental torture, and it desperately hit the seal. Even though it was bloody and bloody, the "Tathagata Seal" clung to it tightly, suppressing this evil hell.

This thought lasts six hours.

It was already dusk, the young monk was already too tired to move, and the old monk almost collapsed from exhaustion.

However, under such hard work, the huge ferocious head stopped struggling and seemed to have fallen asleep. Six Buddha characters appeared on the Vajra seal.

It is the six-character Great Ming Mantra.

"Amitabha, the seal has finally been strengthened. Now even if we return to Buddhism in the Western Regions for a long distance, nothing will go wrong. Let's set off immediately without further delay."

The old monk clasped his hands together and breathed a sigh of relief.

But the young monk pouted and said dissatisfiedly: "Master, can't you let me take a break? You haven't told me why you came to this triangle area?"

"Also, how did the master know that there was a big devil here, and he actually brought his uncle's treasure with him? He never lends it to others. How could the disciple feel that the master came all the way here just to suppress him?"

"Bang, ouch..."

"Children talk so much at home. Have you recited the Diamond Sutra today? Let's recite the Ksitigarbha Sutra again."

The old monk Qijie held a ruler and taught.

The little monk Jiujie rubbed his head in pain, pouted his lips with tears in his eyes and recited the Diamond Sutra, not daring to say any more.

When the old monk saw this, he nodded with satisfaction, put the demon's head into the Tathagata Seal, put it close to his body, put the tired young monk on his neck, and walked westward.

The little monk secretly opened his eyes, and curiosity flashed in his eyes. Before coming, he and his master were reciting sutras in the temple, but the master was suddenly startled for some reason, as if he heard something.

After that, he rushed to the Triangle Domain non-stop. Although he was young, he knew that there was something going on here...

"Master, don't we go to the Central Territory to find our senior brother?"

"Wait for the next time. Return to Buddhism first. My master has notified your uncle to come and meet us..."

"oh……"

At dusk, the figures, one large and one small, lengthen...

Southern Territory, Qingming Sect.

In a valley in the back mountain, there was no ripple in the cold lake water, and the green grass was trembling, fearing the man in the center of the valley.

"Old... Ancestor, it's not good. You... Youming Sect was destroyed. It was the Tianxia Sect, and it was Ning Tao who did it..."

A panicked figure rushed into the valley.

After a few breaths, a cold old man who was sitting cross-legged slowly opened his eyes. At this moment, the entire valley seemed to be suffocated, and the disciple's face turned red, fearful, and seemed to be about to die.

Suddenly a dark light flashed in the old man's eyes, and he said hoarsely: "I know, let's get down."

"Yes...yes, ancestor Xie!"

The disciple rushed out of the valley rolling and crawling.

Seeing him gradually disappearing, the old man's face finally turned ugly, and he asked hoarsely: "Has that kid already discovered that our Qingming Sect is dealing with him?"

His words were very soft, but there was no one in the valley, and he had no idea who he was talking to.

Suddenly, a faint voice came from behind: "Don't worry, he was probably a blind cat who encountered a dead mouse, and he just happened to pull out this stronghold. That battle was really interesting, and he really won it."

There was coldness and anger in the voice.

The old man took a glance and found that a throne appeared behind him, wrapped in a strong demonic aura. It seemed to be a projection, and he could not see the true face of the person clearly.

If Ning Tao were here, he would definitely recognize that this was the one who appeared at the top of the Northern Territory... the Demon King.

"What, don't you plan to get rid of him?"

"Your plan in the Northern Territory was ruined by him, causing you to lose an immortal and your own projection. Now he has taken out our important stronghold."

"His growth rate is too astonishing. I don't recommend keeping it. It should be destroyed as soon as possible so that you can rest assured."

The demonic shadow on the throne snorted coldly, and said quietly: "Don't you want to be me? But this guy has too many things behind him. Targeting him alone will be troublesome. Our plan has been delayed and must not be delayed any longer."

"You, the Qingming Sect, should be more honest these days. That Xian Yueyi is really a good wife to Ning Tao. Anyone who deals with Ning Tao has been investigated by her, and the Qingming Sect is no exception. It seems that they are planning to settle accounts in the future."

"What!"

The old man was startled and frowned.

"What, you, the dignified old ghost Qing Ming, are also afraid of a female doll? This is not like your style?"

The devil sneered and teased.

"Hmph, the female doll you are talking about is not as old as you. I just don't want to touch her. That old Qijue guy is afraid of something and hid with his own immortal. He is an old and immortal coward."
Chapter completed!