On the banks of the East China Sea, an unknown town.

Late at night, the moon is in the middle of the sky, the light is like washing, and the entire starry sky is clear.

A monk holding a Zen stick came from afar and landed in the town.

At this time, except for the intermittent barking of dogs, there was no sound at all, which seemed extremely quiet. The breeze was refreshing, the green willows swayed, and it was a pastoral scene outside the world.

If ordinary people come here, even if they are not intoxicated, they will appreciate it. However, this monk has no such elegance at all. After falling down, he hurriedly walked towards the door of a family. His body was fat, his face was full of flesh, and his face was ferocious. No one would think he was a good person when he saw it.

Of course, in fact, it is not much different. This person is a disciple of the Demon Cult, and his name is Fasheng. Because of his appearance and temperament, he always likes to face others with a smile, and people give them a name to be evil Maitreya.

Fasheng is here today, not without cause, but to collect the unique evil spirits needed for his own cultivation.

His cultivation method is called "The Path of Seven Emotions and Six Desires". He takes a different approach and uses the power of Seven Emotions and Six Desires to achieve his own unique magic power, which is quite mysterious.

In the past, his cultivation lineage directly captured a group of living people, used secret techniques to confuse their spirits, and let them maximize their respective seven emotions and six desires, and thus directly extracted them. In this way, the practice speed is very fast, and breaking through to the scattered immortals is just a casual time. If it weren't for the evil spirits and six desires of ordinary people that were too complicated and not sophisticated, it would be easy to break through to the earthly immortals in a short period of time. Of course, with such a result, although those mortals did not die on the spot, they became idiots one by one.

However, it is not possible now. Zheng Yin, the leader of the Demon Cult, issued an order. He cannot harm ordinary people as before. He can collect evil spirits. However, he cannot hurt people at all. This is a strict order, and the execution is very strict. The Dharma is just a young monk who has not achieved even a single immortal. Naturally, he dare not disobey, and he can only run all the way and practice the water mill kung fu.

After Fa Sheng stood firm, the huge Zen Staff in his hand swung, and the magic weapon in his mouth was chanting the magic mantra. In a moment, a hazy, dark, colorful smoke suddenly overflowed from a white pearl at the top of the Zen Staff. Although the colorful smoke was thin, it condensed but did not disperse. It looked like a small river, flowing constantly in front of it. Soon, it extended into this family.

Then, a manic voice of cursing sounded, and a moment later, the colorful smoke returned, and the red smoke seemed to be heavier in color.

"The effect is good, the start is good. It seems that there may be a big gain today!"

As he said, Fasheng walked over to the door of the next house again. After stopping, he was about to shake the Zen stick again and release the colorful smoke. Suddenly, several loud shouts sounded from afar, "Did the bold monk dare to take in the chances of mortals without authorization, and yet he will not die?"

At the same time as the sound came out, the sword light rose in the void, and it was like a slashing straight towards the evil Maitreya Fasheng.

The evil Maitreya Dharma Victory, although through the sword light, it was obvious that those people were not considered masters, but they could not resist the large number of people. Therefore, they counted the thunder in their palms and then fled quickly on the wind.

Just as they were about to get rid of the pursuers, two more appeared in front of them. Although they had never seen these two people before, they were obviously prepared. They first hit two fire thunder beads, and then they were killed by two swords. With all the means, they were flowing. The Evil Maitreya Fasheng did not even deliver a move, and they were cut into two pieces.

And at this moment, the five monks who were chasing also came. When they saw this, the leader's brow frowned, then calmed down and said loudly, "It's a good deal for you two. But I believe you won't erase the credit of our brothers!"

"This is natural!"

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Luoyang, Beimang Mountain, before the nameless old tomb.

A tall, thin and extremely cold monk sat cross-legged. On his knees, there was a pale long sword, five feet long, with a faint black breath overflowing, forming an ugly and ferocious face with an extremely fierce and fierce face, which was very terrifying.

After sitting quietly and breathing for a while, he pointed his hand at the sword, and the pale sword flew up, and a change occurred, and he inserted straight towards the old grave in front of him.

Silently, the swords were all gone into the tomb, and there was no trace of them. At this time, the monk pinched his hands and recited the mantras in his mouth. After a while, his hands changed. With one pull, the sword broke out again, but the sword was three inches longer and the color became a little whiter.

Obviously, this flying sword is of great benefit.

However, the monk was obviously very dissatisfied. He shook his head and said to himself, "It's all that old ghost Xu who destroyed most of the foundation of Beimang Mountain. Now, it's hard to find a corpse with a foundation! Alas—"

"I'm so shameless. I'm so shameless. I think my body is not good. I'm so shameless. People like you deserve to live in the world. Don't die as soon as possible!"

"Who?" When the monk like Ma Gan'er heard this, his heart trembled and he quickly stood up. He turned around. The sword sprinkled a piece of white light, surrounding his body, protecting his body.

The monk Ma Gan'er received no verbal response. The only thing that responded to him was a clear sword light. With just one sword, he tore his body-protecting sword light and severely injured him. Faced with such a might, how could the monk Ma Gan'er dare to neglect? That is, time, used the blood-transforming clone, and turned into two blood lights, one man and one north, and left quickly.

After the blood was gone, a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy appeared, "You escaped quickly. If it weren't for my lack of magic power, I wouldn't be able to completely urge the master's rainbow sword, and I would have to kill your mummy!"

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Xi Kunlun, Xiaogushushan, and the Hall of the Demon Cult.

Zheng Yin, the leader of the Demon Cult, and the elders, were all here. However, the difference is that in addition to them, there are dozens of people present.

These people have different cultivation levels from scattered immortals to earthly immortals, and everyone looks extremely angry.

"Master, you have to make the decision for us! Our disciples cannot practice. We have followed your instructions and will not hurt lives at will. However, the people from the Tongtian Alliance are still causing trouble for us. In just one month, three disciples have died. Two disciples are seriously injured!"

"Yes, Master. You also know that our method is different from ordinary methods. We must enter the Tao with flesh and blood and evil spirits. How can we improve without the help of corpses? But, even the people of the Tongtian Alliance must also take care of it! We all adhere to your intentions and try to keep concessions and restrain their people as much as possible, but they have no intention of showing mercy to us!"

"That's right. When it comes to an allies, it's not ambiguous when it comes to killing a killer. It's even better than the Emei Sect before! Master, you can't tolerate such things, you must make the decision for us!"

......

The Demon Cult Hall was drowned by the sound of complaining, asking for help and complaining.

In response to this, the Blood God Lord Zheng Yin did not stop him. Instead, he waited for everyone to finish speaking, and then he said, "Okay, I understand your situation. Don't worry, this situation will definitely be solved in the future. You can go back and wait patiently for a few days!"

In the Demon Sect, although the power of the Blood God Lord Zheng Yin was not as noble as Zhong Yuan in the Tongtian Alliance, it was not much worse. After he ordered, none of these complaining people dared to question them. They responded respectfully and then left the hall.

After these complaining people left, the Blood God Lord Zheng Yin sighed and said, "Zhong Yuan, this is forcing us to express our opinions!"

"Now, the monks from Jiuzhou and the four seas are all attracted by his new structure of the monk sect and joined in, leaving only our Demon Sect family out of the world. Naturally, he will not allow him to exist for a long time. This time, he used good skills as bait to lure the monks from all over the world for their use, and targeting my Demon Sect disciples, it is extremely vicious!"

"Yes, he is standing at the highest point of reason again, and with the help of the whole world, we are completely unreasonable!"

"What should we do now? Surrender?" The Blood God Lord Zheng Yin said immediately, feeling quite unhappy.

"For the sake of the present, this is the only way!"

"What?" As soon as this said, the Blood God Lord Zheng Yin was shocked, because the person who spoke was his father-in-law and the first person in the Demon Sect now - the Blood God Old Man. "Does we really have no way to think about it?"

"That's right, you can fight to the death. If you want to erase us, he doesn't have the qualifications yet!" The Sha Prodigy boy relied on himself, but he also said.

"This is meaningless!" When the old man of Blood God heard this, he shook his head and said, "The arm can't twist his thighs. If we fight hard, our little tricks are nothing!"

"Why?" Sha Prodigy Frowned and said, "At the time, those people didn't do anything to us. Zhong Yuan, could he be more powerful than those people?"

"Not this!" The old man of Blood God shook his head and said, "It's really the power of the ancient evil star, which is too powerful. With the original power of the Tongtian Alliance alone, he broke the world's largest array - the Liangyi** Micro-Dust Array. What's more, now, with the help of endless cultivators, the power will be so great. Zhong Yuan can erase us at any time as long as he is willing, but we may not have time to activate those methods. The reason why he doesn't activate is that I still hope that we will join actively and he still values ​​this false reputation. However, I think his patience will not last long. Because if anyone is, he will make such a choice.

In addition, I also studied the new architecture proposed by Zhong Yuan, which is very reasonable. I didn’t find any loopholes. If we join in, it may not be as bad as we think!”

The words of the old man Blood God were like a heavy hammer, which hit everyone present directly. After a moment of silence, the Blood God Lord Zheng Yin smiled bitterly on his face and said, "It seems that we really have no choice!"

"That's right, if we don't join, we may not be alone after biting for a long time. We can still resist, but the disciples below may not be able to resist!" The old man Blood God nodded and said.

"What do you elders mean?" Zheng Yin, the Blood God Lord, glanced at him and said.

"It's okay to join, but you can't join unconditionally!"

"Yes, with the strength of our Demon Sect, we can't be the same as those cultivators in small families?"

"If you don't join now, there is no other way. The riots below are already very powerful. They must be resolved. However, my opinion is the same as those of my brothers. There must be corresponding compensation and guarantees!"

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Soon, all the elders present expressed their opinions and tone. Although they were tough, no one firmly expressed their disagreement. Obviously, they all understood that the world was in harmony with each other and was in a general trend, and they had no way to compete.

Hearing this, the Blood God Lord Zheng Yin felt bitter in his heart. He said to himself, "Now, even if I want to be tough, I may not be tough anymore! In the first half of my life, I lost to Senior Brother Ren. In the second half of my life, I lost to Zhong Yuan. My life is really a failure!

However, since I am still alive and I am not dead yet, there is still a chance to surpass everything. If the world is not good, go to the Lingkong Immortal Realm!"

At this moment, in total hopelessness, the Blood God Lord Zheng Yin became much more open-minded. However, he, who was naturally proud, did not fade away from his fighting spirit, but instead became more and more intense.

"Okay, since everyone's opinions are unified, then let's make it! Three days later, I went to discuss the issue of joining with Zhong Yuan!"

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Three days later, under the strange eyes of countless monks, the Blood God Lord Zheng Yin came to Tongtian Small World to meet with Tongtian leader Zhong Yuan.

When the two met, they were the only two of them, and no one was present.

The Blood God Lord Zheng Yin spoke first, but when he spoke the first sentence, he did not talk about joining the Tongtian Alliance, but asked, "President Zhong, you have done what I dreamed of, I don't know, how are you feeling?"

Zhong Yuan did not expect that the first sentence of the Blood God Zheng Yin was actually saying. However, when he thought about the life experience of the Blood God Zheng Yin, he had a little understanding of his thoughts. At the moment, there was no slightest perfunctory words, but said very solemnly, "Of course it is a joy, an unparalleled pleasure! All the monks in the world bowed their heads, and that kind of pleasure and comfort are indescribable to words!

However, this pleasure did not last long!"

"Why?" asked the Blood God Lord Zheng Yin.

"Because, I am a monk, and my path to a monk has just started. In the future, there will be greater achievements. If I am complacent every day to achieve this little achievement, I am afraid that the Golden Immortal will be hopeless in my life!" Zhong Yuan replied without any hesitation.

When the Blood God Lord Zheng Yin heard this, he did not speak immediately. Instead, he stared at Zhong Yuan's expression with his eyes, trying to see whether he was telling the truth in his heart or the superficial article. In fact, he had an answer in his heart, but that answer was not what he expected, so he hoped for the possibility that might appear.

As a result, he was disappointed. Zhong Yuan seemed extremely calm. The invisible aura made him unable to see the possibility he hoped for. Finally, he became depressed and gave up this hope, saying, "President Zhong is a real cultivator. The future achievements of the Golden Immortal may not be the end!"

"I also hope that, however, there are countless difficulties and obstacles on the road to cultivation. Perhaps, I don't know when I will fall halfway. Who can tell this accurately?" Zhong Yuan said.

"I firmly believe that Alliance Leader Zhong will never die halfway, at least, before becoming a Golden Immortal," Zheng Yin, the Blood God Lord, said with a firm look when he heard this.

"Oh? Why does Master Zheng have so much confidence in me?" Zhong Yuan asked in surprise.

"Because, I think I am a real monk, and I will not fall before the Golden Immortal!" At this moment, the Blood God Lord Zheng Yin showed his momentum without any concealment and said, "I lost the battle in the human world, but I will not give up. We will eventually go to the Lingkong Immortal Realm. If we get there, I will compete with you and Senior Brother Changmei!"

Speaking of this, the Blood God Lord Zheng Yin paused for a moment, and then continued, "Originally, I came here today to represent the Demon Sect to negotiate some interests and protection with you. But now, I don't want to talk anymore. I am willing to join the Tongtian Alliance unconditionally on behalf of the Demon Sect!"

"Why?" Zhong Yuanli asked in time.

"If I do this, my mind and courage will seem a little too small." The Blood God Lord Zheng Yin replied proudly, "I don't know much about your new architecture, but I believe that since you have done this and have received the support of monks all over the world, it must be reasonable."

"You are not worried. I will use some means to the Demon Cult? You must know that individuals are individuals, and sects are sects?" Zhong Yuan asked again.

"Don't worry, I believe you won't do this!" The Blood God Lord Zheng Yin replied immediately.

"Why?" Zhong Yuan asked again.

"No, I just believe it!" The Blood God Lord Zheng Yin suddenly smiled, "But if you really do that, I would be very happy. With less courage, my achievements will naturally not be too great. This means that I have already taken the lead in the future struggle!"

"Then you don't care about the Demon Sect at all?" Zhong Yuan asked again, his eyes sharper.

"Haha, Master Zhong, you forgot, am I a demon?" The Blood God Lord Zheng Yin said with a smile.

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One hour later, under the leadership of the Blood God King Zheng Yin, the monks of the Demon Cultivation were officially merged into the Tongtian Alliance. The human cultivator sect was completely unified and there was no force outside the Tongtian Alliance.
Chapter completed!