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    The destruction of Xuzhou City was a big blow to the main gate. Ancestor Xuande and the Demon Lord urgently summoned the heads of various sects in the Guangling Hall to discuss countermeasures.  [][][]But because of the participation of the demon clan, the atmosphere of the meeting suddenly became a little strange.  For thousands of years, there has been a disconnect between the human race and the demon race, with all kinds of entanglements mixed in and unclear. However, at this time, due to the rise of the demon sect, a catastrophe is coming. Although there is a gap between the two races,  , but had to sit together, but for a while, it was still a bit unacceptable.  The Demon Lord and Ancestor Xuande sat side by side at the top, with no expression on their faces, and did not speak first, just waiting silently.  Ancestor Xuande saw that everyone had come. At this time, he coughed and said: "The city of Xuzhou has been destroyed, and the Demon Sect is very close to sweeping the capital. What do you think?" There was a moment of silence, no matter it was  Luo Qing, the leader of the Luofu Sect, and Lu Zhennan, the headmaster of Shushan, subconsciously glanced in the direction of the Demon Lord, but remained silent.  Next to Patriarch Xuande and the Demon Lord, Master Qinghong naturally saw all this, but for some reason, he narrowed his eyes in silence.  Frowning slightly, Patriarch Xuande's heart was clear. Regarding the matter of uniting the demon clan, these people in the main sect are still unable to accept it. Naturally, there will be no mutual trust. It is not surprising to have the current reaction, but he needs a  A true leader who supports him, even if these people are now led by him, if they cannot unite people's hearts, they will definitely not be able to escape the situation of falling apart.  "Amitabha!" This long chant resounded throughout the Guangling Hall, making people feel relaxed and calm, and immediately relieved the stalemate in front of them.  I saw that Master Zhishan, who was sitting across from Master Qinghong, stood up slowly at this time. He first saluted Patriarch Xuande, and then also saluted the Demon Lord. The two people sitting on top of him hurriedly  I stood up and returned the courtesy, firstly because I was grateful to the Supreme Master for taking the overall situation into consideration at this moment, and secondly because of the status of Jinlun Dharma Temple in the world of spiritual practice.  But in the Guangling Hall, there were many real masters from various sects who frowned secretly. This kind of act was naturally impeccable for Patriarch Xuande, but together with the Demon Lord, it was a bit intriguing.  "All living beings are equal to heaven and earth. The evil master is doing the opposite and sweeping the world. Naturally, the poor monk cannot remain indifferent. Now that the six sects and one Buddha have been united, it is natural for the ancestor to speak. Jinlun Dharma Temple is willing to listen to his instructions." The Demon Lord frowned slightly.  , but then he smiled with relief. Although the old monk had made his status clear, he was not willing to admit that he had the power to stand side by side with Patriarch Xuande.  He can't complain about it at all, he did it beautifully.  The Supreme Monk expressed his stance. Patriarch Xuande was of course very happy. With repeated gratitude, he couldn't help but turn his attention to the other monks. Each of them had different expressions.  These statements have their own thoughts.  "The human world is no longer here, and the world of cultivation has also lost its roots. My lips are dead and my teeth are cold. We, Shushan, are willing to obey the orders of our ancestors!" The person who said this was none other than the leader of Shushan, Lu Zhennan, who is known as the best swordsman in the world. His eyes are sharp.  Sharp, a person is like his sword, and the sound is also loud when it hits the ground.  "It's so cold!" Luo Qing, the leader of the Luofu Sect, sneered: "Since the Demon Sect wants to dig its own grave, then this world cannot tolerate them." The remaining three people present are Qingyun, Longhu, and Huayan Sect.  The masters looked at each other, then stood up one after another, but their attitude was already clear. The ancestor Xuande, who was in the top position, looked happy, looked at the demon master, and then said with a serious expression: "  In this case, all of you will follow our ancestors on this journey to the world. "A flash of white light bloomed beautifully on the top of Kunlun. Just as the disciples of various sects were busy preparing for their journey, this light was like fire, but it came out of nowhere.  Sudden.  It seemed to have lit up the dark night sky, like day.  Everyone put down their work in unison and looked up. It was not a moment of glory, nor a fleeting fireworks, but a sword issued from it. The disciples of the Kunlun Sect saw that it came from Wangyue Peak.  In that peach forest, the ground was covered with fallen peach blossoms, but the branches on the trees were bare and desolate.  But there was light, deep in the Taoyuan, in that house.  Mingyuan's expression was extremely complicated, while Wang Dazhu was already stunned from ear to ear, looking at the bright brilliance with wide eyes.  At the same time, in the sky above Kunlun, Patriarch Xuande and the Demon Lord stood side by side, and behind him stood Master Qinghong, the master of Kunlun.  Ancestor Xuande had a happy face, and the demon master's eyes were deep and intriguing: "Congratulations, fellow Taoist, there is another Immortal Master in the family." With a sigh, Ancestor Xuande glanced behind him, only to see Master Qinghong already there.  He began to give instructions to the leader of the remaining three peaks who had just arrived, and the sect-protecting formation was spread out with all its strength, tightly guarding the one on Wangyue Peak.  One sword moves the nine heavens! Qing DynastyThe real man's eyes flashed, his face was solemn, and then he shouted again, Ming Yuan, Wang Dazhu, and Ming Han went to Taoyuan Forest together to protect the people who survived the disaster.  Then the clouds moved and the wind blew. At the moment when Kunlun's sect-protecting formation was fully activated, the stars in the sky were eclipsed by the sight of that sword, and more black clouds gathered, forming a huge cloud vortex, covering  At the top of Kunlun Mountain.  Ancestor Xuande watched the moment when the curtain fell, then turned his eyes and looked thoughtfully in another direction.  Through the layers of clouds and mist, there is a lake with rippling blue water. The ripples on it are continuous and there is a faint strange atmosphere flowing on it.  As if sensing something, the Demon Lord also looked in that direction. Under the slight perception, the corner of his mouth moved, and he couldn't help but let out a soft "Huh", and then looked at each other with Patriarch Xuande, and both of them had a look of shock on their faces.  expression.  The white light in the sky is still there, opening up all over the sky, illuminating everything around. Suddenly, there is a sword cry, which originates from Wangyue Peak and goes straight to the depths of the cloud vortex that is about to hang down in the sky.  , the sky was full of thunder and lightning, as if a fire was lit on a pile of dry wood, and the raging momentum took shape immediately.  "What a one-sword main attack. He actually has the momentum to face the wrath of heaven without breaking his sword. It is indeed a good sword!" Standing at the window, Lu Zhennan nodded in admiration.  With a snort, Lu Jiaorong replied with a displeased look on his face: "There are countless good swords on the Shu Mountain. If we reach this level, my senior brothers will never be worse than this person." He looked with a smile on his face.  Glancing at his daughter, Lu Zhennan didn't say anything. He just stretched out his hand to caress Lu Jiaorong's head. After a long time, he turned to look in the other direction and said, "Your husband is not bad at all!" Thunder moves like a snake.  , spreading like a spider web, the thunder curtain has formed, shuttle back and forth on the low-hanging cloud vortex in the sky, and occasionally there is an explosion, which makes the mountain peaks of the earth tremble, a figure rises, in the sky above Wangyue Peak, that  It is a figure as white as a flower, bright and dazzling.  Looking back, he didn't look at the thundering force in the sky, nor did he look frightened by God's wrath. Instead, he had an indifferent look on his face, but his eyes were looking at the clear water between the mountains.  lake.  A young man wearing a black robe, his black hair falling down to his waist like a waterfall, his feet lightly tapping on the ripples of the lake, his bright eyes shining with the depth of Jiuyou, and a faint smile  : "Together?" As if in response, the woman turned her head and glanced at the huge thunder hammer that had gradually formed in the sky, then looked into the distance and said: "Together!" 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