Chapter 1177 Civil War of the Demon Cult


    "Tell me where the things were found, and I can save your lives at my discretion."


    Master Yang said slowly. He worked hard to get information. Someone got the suspected inheritance of Leng Ningxiang near Mu Xuecheng, and his left arm must be among Leng Ningxiang''s burial objects.


    As long as he knows where Leng Ningxiang is buried, he can find his left arm.


    But he has never found it.


    How long did the Jiuyou Sect and Yaoyang Sect come to the extreme north and find their left arm, and must know where Leng Ningxiang’s inheritance is.


    "What?" Mu Baiyi and Chi, who were about to take action, didn''t understand why.


    "It''s pretty similar. It seems that you two don''t want to live anymore!"


    Master Yang turned cold and cried without seeing the coffin.


    Mu Baiyi felt that the surname Yang was simply a lunatic, and that was right. Wuqing Cult is all lunatic. As the leader of Wuqing Cult, it is normal for the crazy words.


    He resisted the urge to curse and acted at the same time as Master Chi.


    “Go together!”


    "The golden crow is true flame!" The golden crows turned into true flames in the eyes of Master Chi, as if the golden crows reappeared, lifelike.


    The golden crow flew towards Master Yang like lightning. Master Yang''s arm was incomplete and his soul was incomplete. He was unwilling to face such a yang thing and jumped up in the air.


    “The Hell of the Abyssin—the Great Millstone!”


    The huge iceberg appeared above Mu Xuecheng out of thin air, causing an uproar in the people of Mu Xuecheng. What happened? Why did an iceberg suddenly appear? !


    The iceberg hangs countless bronze chains that were scorching hot by the flames, and they stretch out toward Master Yang who was jumping up in the air.


    Master Yang was wrapped in hot bronze chains and pulled towards the iceberg above Mu Xuecheng.


    The Great Milletin of the Avici Hell contains the meaning of one yin and one yang. The iceberg represents the ultimate yin and the chain represents the ultimate yang. When the soul of the sinner is tied to the Supreme yin iceberg by the Supreme yang chain, it is like being crushed by a millet disc, and it is crushed to pieces before it stops torture.


    "The golden cicada escapes its shell."


    Lu Yang was considering whether to ask the immortal fairy to open the ice box.


    Before I could think about it, I heard a shocking sound from outside.


    When he opened the window, he saw Mu Baiyi and Chi cultivator fighting with people he didn''t know.


    "Wow, why did the fight start?"


    Meng Jingzhou slapped his thigh regretfully, so he shouldn''t have come to the extreme north.


    I haven''t encountered the four-headed demon kings, and this time I came to the four masters to pass the tribulation period.


    Whose family has four tribes fighting on their heads?


    In the backyard, the old horse looked up at the sky, looked down at the grass from time to time, and then continued to look at the sky.


    This time it came to the extreme north, not as a guardian, but as a lively place.


    Finally there was a fun watching.


    "Why did Mu Baiyi call him Master Yang? Could it be that the other party is Master Yang from Wuqing Sect?" In Lu Yang''s impression, only the leader of Wuqing Sect''s surname is Yang, whose real name is unknown. According to the two deputy leaders who were arrested, they are not sure whether the leader is really Yang.


    "It''s really Yang Kongtong. I didn''t expect this kid to be alive and his life is really hard." The voice of the immortal fairy sounded in Lu Yang''s ears.


    "I didn''t expect that he did not die when he was dismembered, but used the secret technique to escape the disaster. Or did his harem not want to kill him at the beginning, but just wanted to get a part of his body and let part of his body be with them forever?" The immortal fairy guessed.


    "But no matter what, the method he used was not as good as the immortal''s pretending to be dead."


    The immortal fairy showed off proudly. The caster was dismembered by five horses while pretending to be dead. As long as the pretending to be dead, he could be resurrected as it is.


    It’s not the same as Yang Kongtong, but the soul still lacks the left arm.


    "In other words, the leader of Wuqing Cult is Yang Kongtong?" Lu Yang suddenly realized that it seemed that Wuqing Cult had a deep foundation.


    Su Yuan’s family.


    Su Yuan looked at the sky nervously, but unexpectedly, as soon as he returned home, a fight suddenly broke out in the direction of the martial arts hall.


    I hope Teacher Lu and others are safe.


    In Su Yuan''s spiritual space, the white figure of self-sealing power saw the battle of the Three Cults through Su Yuan''s eyes. When he saw Yang Kongtong, cold sweat broke out, his body trembled, and fragments of lost memories continued to emerge, pieced together past experiences.


    "I... remembered that I am the lord of Mu Xuecheng!"


    He looked up suddenly, furious, and roared at Yang Kongtong: "It''s you, it''s you who killed me and took my place!"


    Shi Family.


    The Ice Dragon Clan leader, who was reminiscing about the past, looked at the sky in amazement.


    "Auntie Ancient Ancestor is here, why did the four tribulation period suddenly appear?"


    Isn’t it said that Mu Xuecheng has not even had a tribulation period?


    He came over to hold a parent-teacher meeting and became familiar with Lu Yang. If there were such exciting programs after the meeting?


    In the sky, attacks continued to fall. If they fell into the city, countless casualties would be injured. The senior officials of Mu Xuecheng took action at the same time to block these attacks.


    They never thought that their city lord was no longer the city lord.


    Mu Xuecheng has a city-protecting formation, but only the city lord knows how to start the formation, and Yang Kongtong naturally would not care about the death of the people in Mu Xuecheng.


    "No, I''ll take two attacks at the same time!" Deputy City Lord Ma said intimately, "Oh no, he couldn''t stop two attacks."


    Suddenly a small wooden sword flew over and blocked one of the attacks.


    "Senior!" Deputy City Lord Ma was very excited and looked for the master of Xiaomu Jian. It turned out that the powerful swordsman who was honored to be in Mu Xuecheng.


    "It''s really difficult." Yang Kongtong was a little impatient. He still had the upper hand with one against three.


    But it is not easy to win in a short time.


    "Get your arms and fill your soul, and all problems can be solved."


    Yang Kongtong moved towards the martial arts hall while fighting.


    "No, stop him!" Mu Baiyi became nervous. Lu Yang and Meng Jingzhou were there in the martial arts hall. There must be no accident between these two!


    And he also had a vague premonition of the crisis. If Master Yang approached the martial arts hall, there would be no chance of winning again.


    When Yang Kongtong saw Mu Baiyi''s reaction, he was sure that Mu Baiyi found his arm.


    "Fire the sky and boil the sea!" Master Chi and Liu Zhen took action at the same time, and a hot flame appeared in the palm of their palms, and the lake could evaporate in just one wisp.


    “The Hell of the Avici—Avici!”


    Mu Baiyi held the Wujian Abi Knife, the blade was pitch black and ghostly shadows were entangled. He was pregnant in Fengdu for decades and became his natal magic weapon after his promotion to the tribulation period.


    "The Plum Blade Immortal Palm."


    Yang Kongtong was unwilling to resist these moves, so he used his same trick to hit Master Chi''s abdomen.


    Master Chi was like a kite with a broken string, smashing through the ceiling of the martial arts hall, falling to Teacher Lu, and twisting on the ground in pain.


    Yang Kongtong''s eyes fell on the two ice boxes placed on the podium.


    Xue Shilou noticed Yang Kongtong''s gaze and quickly protected his ice box.


    “Finally found!”


    Seeing Xue Shilou’s strange appearance, Yang Kongtong stretched out his invisible big hand and forcibly snatched away the ice box.


    "My ice box!" Xue Shilou shouted, but unfortunately it was useless.


    Yang Kongtong couldn''t help but touch the ice box. After how long, his body finally gathered.


    After dismembering him, his confidants did not kill him, but each got part of him. They buried his body as a burial object. He was unwilling to be buried with him like this, so he fell asleep with the secret technique. During the Daxia period, his head was awakened by a little monk.


    He kept bewitching the young monks to find other parts of his body to help him recover to his heyday.


    "No, don''t let him get the ice box!" Mu Baiyi shouted, realizing that the ice box contained the "thing" that Yang Kongtong said.


    “It’s too late!”


    Yang Kongtong crushed the ice box without hesitation and took out the icicle in the shape of an ice sword.


    The battle suddenly stopped, and the two sects and three masters looked at Yang Kongtong in surprise. Is this ice sword such a precious thing?


    "Where is my arm!"


    (This chapter ends)