Calamity Demon Lord, one of the Six Demon Lords of the Suppressing Demon Division.

At this moment, he came from the darkness of the night, dressed in a green shirt and looked like a middle-aged scribe, if ordinary people saw him, no one would associate him with the calamity demon master who was terrified by Megatron, even the Nine Gods Pillar. .

"Where have you been these days?" The Lord of Calamity walked into the dilapidated Taoist temple and sat by the bonfire on his own.

"I have been retreating and practicing in the Yuyao Division." Lu Xianyang said.

Since Longhu Mountain was destroyed and Zhou Dao stepped into the Dao Realm, he has become more and more low-key. Although he is still in the Yu Yao Division, he has reduced his sense of existence to a minimum.

"Very good, there is no ship of yours in this era." The Calamity Demon Lord showed admiration.

"Your era is still in the future."

"Huh!?" Lu Xianyang revealed doubts.

"Dormant well, you will be of great use in the future." The Calamity Demon Lord said solemnly.

Lu Xianyang was the seed cultivated by the Demon Suppression Division at a huge cost and planted in the Demon Demon Division. After so many years, he has come a long way.

Therefore, even the Demon Lord of Calamity does not want to use this chess piece unless it is a last resort.

"I understand." Lu Xianyang lowered his gaze.

On that day, the Yuyao Division dispatched 100,000 troops to surround Longhu Mountain, and the two demon masters of the Suppression Demon Division also appeared at the same time.

At that time, Lu Xianyang thought that the Yuyao Division and the Zhenmo Division had secretly reached some kind of agreement. If the two sides joined forces, his undercover career might come to an end.

But later, he got news from the senior officials of the Yuyao Division. In the battle of Longhu Mountain, a vital item was stolen by the Zhenmo Division, which caused the anger of the court.

Now it seems that the coincidence of the day is just a momentary coincidence.

He still has to hide between light and darkness, walking in this gray area.

"The seat of the head of the Ma family has been set, and it won't be long before Emperor Qin will open the tomb of Fengchan."

The Lord of Calamity changed the subject.

The tomb of Fengchan can only be opened by the owner of the Ma family.

Now that the throne has been set, Emperor Qin will definitely hold a ceremony in a short time.

As he spoke, the Demon Lord of Calamity turned his hand and threw a scroll to Lu Xianyang.

"what is this?"

"The remnants of the Heavenly Master Dao have sneaked into the capital. This is information, enough to make you go higher." The Lord of Calamity said sternly.

The reason why Lu Xianyang is able to have today's status is on the one hand because of his own talent and strength, and on the other hand, the help of the Demon Suppression Division is naturally indispensable.

"Tianshi Dao...they are really brave." Lu Xianyang narrowed his eyes slightly.

The imperial court had just killed the Heavenly Master Dao, and was chasing their disciples all over the world, and these remnants dared to come to the capital.

"There is no lack of courage in the Daomen, and there are many heroes in the ancient mountains... not to mention that it is the Sixth Daomen in the world!?" Calamity Demon Lord Dandan said.

The thin dead camel was bigger than a horse. Although the Taoism of the Celestial Master was wiped out, Yu Wei was still there, and there were many Taoist masters who survived.

When these people gather together, they are a force that cannot be ignored.

"What do they want to do? Is it possible that they want to assassinate the king?" Lu Xianyang couldn't help asking.

"Then you don't need to worry about it." The Calamity Demon Lord whispered: "Hide yourself well, and let the Yu Yaosi check it yourself."

The rising bonfire distorted Lu Xianyang's face.

Suddenly, the Calamity Demon Lord spoke again.

"Recently pay attention to Yuan Wang."

"Zhou Dao!?" Lu Xianyang's heart moved slightly, his eyelids raised, "What happened to him?"

"During this time, someone may try to get in touch with him. If there is any change, please notify me as soon as possible."

"Someone wants to contact him?" Lu Xianyang asked curiously, "Who?"

"Xingjun and Moon Demon."

"What!?" Hearing this, Lu Xianyang couldn't help but be moved.

Xingjun! Moon Demon!

These two are super masters in the Suppressing Demon Division, the powerhouses in the realm of breaking the boundary, comparable to the first existence in the Dragon Tiger Mountain lineage.

In addition, these two masters have another identity, that is, the right-hand man of the Dark Lord].

The Town Demon Division, the six major demon masters, each have their own characteristics.

Chaos Demon Lord is the most famous.

Back then, in the Daoshan Alliance, the Chaos Demon Lord took over the mayfly sword art of the previous Yuan King, and fought together with the Power Pillar and the Demon Pillar without falling behind.

The slaughter demon master is the most famous murderer. He shocks the world by killing, and has an extraordinary talent in swordsmanship. He is regarded as the enemy of the sword column.

The Demon Lord of Tribulation and Destruction is the most domineering. He once fought against Lei Zhu, and in the battle of Longhu Mountain, he fell into the hands of Mijueluo.

The Demon Lord of Calamity is known for being weird. He and Qizhu have the same destination in different ways.

Only the Dark Lord is the most mysterious.

Lu Xianyang has been in the Demon Suppression Division for so long, but he has never seen the Dark Demon Lord, not even a single bit of information about him.

Nuoda's Demon Suppression Division, one of the most powerful and powerful people, doesn't seem to exist.

For a long time, only the two masters of Xingjun [Moon Demon] represent the Dark Demon Lord, reminding everyone of the existence of this great powerhouse.

In a sense, Xingjun [Moon Demon] represents the will of the Dark Demon Lord.

"Why are they looking for Zhou Dao!?" Lu Xianyang showed a strange expression,

Xingjun Yuemo wants to contact Yuan Wang, and the disaster demon seems to have some scruples, which makes him a little confused.

"Just stare."

The Calamity Demon Lord didn't want to say more, he stepped out one step and disappeared into the vast darkness.

"Dark Demon Lord!?"

Lu Xianyang's eyes were low, chewing on the name.

Inside the dilapidated Taoist temple, there was the sound of crackling firewood.

…

Late at night.

The lonely moon hangs high, and on the streets of the capital, pedestrians are gradually sparse.

Roadside restaurants have also begun to close their stalls.

After supper, Zhou Dao and Wang Xiaoyi were walking back to Yu Yaosi.

In the past, when I was in Ping'an Town, if I encountered a difficult monster to deal with, I would work overtime until late.

At that time, they would choose a dining room and enjoy a late-night snack, a bowl of beef noodles, two or three dishes of toppings, and a pot of wine. Although it was not rich, it was quite tasty.

After entering the capital, Zhou Dao also retained this habit, and often dragged Wang Xiaoyi to explore the late-night delicacies in the capital.

"I heard that there is a beef offal on Lingyang Street. It tastes good. The soup base made from 18 kinds of medicinal herbs, when will I try it?"

Wang Xiaoyi hiccupped

"So far away, how do you know?"

"Have you seen the latest Beijing food reviews? I heard that it is quite popular. There are dozens of stores opened by the old horse's business." Wang Xiaoyi grinned.

"It's true that once you enter the prince, you have no worries about food and clothing." Zhou Dao chuckled lightly.

"Let's go, go back first."

He has organized the eucalyptus of the Demon Suppression Division today. Presumably the corpses of the monsters and the strange oil in the tank have passed the test, sealed them in a book, and sent them to the Yuanwang Palace.

Zhou Dao has always been curious about Zhen Mosi, so he will naturally study it tonight.

"I pushed the Jiugongtu, I played Li Zhengan, and I sat and watched the world for three thousand years..."

At this moment, a long chanting sound came from I don't know where, if it was intermittent, it seemed extremely immature.

"Walking through Xiao Zhoutian, chanting mantras and fingering..."

"Pin Dao, I am Dragon Tiger Mountain, a little fairy who got Dao..."

The sound of Nian Chang was getting closer and closer, Zhou Dao and Wang Xiaoyi looked at each other and both changed color.

At this moment, under the hazy moonlight, a thin figure came swaying from the street in the distance.

Zhou Dao took a closer look and saw that he was actually a little Daoist boy, who looked no more than five or six years old.

"Little devil..."

Wang Xiaoyi took a step and directly blocked the path of the little boy.

"Where did this song come from?"

The singing stopped abruptly, Xiao Daotong raised his head and looked up at Wang Xiaoyi, his bright eyes suddenly shrank.

"The world is domineering, make up the door of innocence..."

"Huh!?" When Wang Xiaoyi heard the words, his color changed suddenly.

Bu Tianmen, this is the name of his sect.

Your body is like a sky, picking up all things to make up for it.

This is a sect that does not exist in the world. Even Wang Xiaoyi only learned the name of his sect after stepping into the real world. As for the specifics, not even his unreliable master has said it.

In front of this little Taoist boy, he actually revealed his origins in just one encounter! ?

"You... Who are you?" Wang Xiaoyi was alert.

"The world is domineering... This lineage has also gained vitality, and there are still descendants alive..."

Xiao Daotong's eyes narrowed slightly, his expression and tone, how could he still look like a child.

"The master of Longhu Mountain!"

Zhou Dao reached out with one hand, landed on Wang Xiaoyi's shoulder, and pulled him away directly.

"King Yuan..."

The corners of Xiao Daotong's mouth lifted slightly, revealing a smile.

"Wu Taixuan has taught a good apprentice..."

"Wu Taixuan!?" Zhou Dao's eyes sank slightly, but this was the first time he had heard of this name.

"King Yuan, haven't you heard the name of the head of the Sunset Sect?" Xiao Daotong chuckled.

"Master!?" Zhou Dao couldn't help but change color.

Although he was raised by an old alcoholic, he has always been called a master, but he doesn't know his specific name.

"I'm here to see you today, not bad, very good."

Xiao Daotong nodded, showing a satisfied smile.

"It won't be long before you set the sunset door in order."

As he spoke, Xiao Daotong took a step and was about to leave.

"Now that you know the sunset, do you still want to leave?" Deep in Zhou Dao's eyes, a gleam of light flashed.

This little Taoist boy has an extraordinary origin, and he actually knows the existence of the Sunset Sect. Based on this alone, he cannot let him leave.

hum…

Suddenly, Xiao Daotong's figure was like ink in water, bit by bit, gradually dissolving.

Immediately afterwards, the entire street dissipated like clouds and mist, and gathered again.

"I heard that there is a beef offal on Lingyang Street. It tastes good. The soup base made from 18 kinds of medicinal herbs, when will I try it?"

On the cold street, Wang Xiaoyi hiccupped and looked at Zhou Dao beside him.

"So far away from the store, how do you know?" Zhou Daoyi was still full of interest.

This supper is over.

"Have you seen the latest Beijing food reviews? I heard that it is quite popular. There are dozens of stores opened by Lao Ma's business." Wang Xiaoyi said with a toothpick in his mouth.

"It's really a prince, and you have no worries about food and clothing." Zhou Dao let out a sigh of relief.

"Let's go, go back first."

On the cold street, Zhou Dao and Wang Xiaoyi walked towards Yu Yaosi.

At this moment, in an inn facing the street.

Lights illuminate the wing.

Xiao Daotong sat at the table, shook the teacup in his hand, and the tea swirled, washing the figures of Zhou Dao and Wang Xiaoyi into pieces.

"Little devil, are you going to sleep?" Luo Wangji said angrily.

During the day, it was this little thing that attracted the attention of Yu Yaosi. Because of Jiang Yuan's appearance, he was so frightened that he fled in the wind, and there was no such thing as a master of Longhu Mountain.

If it wasn't for Yue Qingqing to stop him, he would have sold this little thing long ago.

"Senior brother, don't be angry." Yue Qingqing hurriedly got up and smoothed out.

"He's still a kid."

"You son of a bitch, I think he has a lot of heart." Luo Wangji glanced sideways and scolded.

"I don't know what the master thinks. Going down the mountain to practice, let me carry such a burden."

"Senior brother, don't be angry, rest early."

Yue Qingqing got up and walked to Xiaodaotong's side.

"Go, my sister sleeps with you."

After speaking, Yue Qingqing took the little boy out of the house.

"What are you looking at? If you look at it again, you will have your eyeballs gouged out."

Luo Wangji was a little uncomfortable being stared at by Xiao Daotong, so he couldn't help cursing.

"Okay, brother, you scared him."

Yue Qingqing dragged the little Daotong boy, guarded him behind him, and walked out of the house.

…

late at night.

The full moon fell to the west, and the Palace of the King of Yuan looked extremely quiet.

Zhou Dao went straight to the yard where he practiced the exercises, where a large vat was placed.

The original scarlet oil turned bright yellow, and all the corpses of the floating monsters were completely dissipated.

"What the **** is this!?" Zhou Dao was thoughtful.

Suddenly, he stretched out his index finger, hooked it, and a drop of bright yellow grease landed on his fingertips.

Zhou Dao's thoughts moved, and a flame was born in the void, approaching the drop of bright yellow grease.

rumbling...

Almost at the moment when the two collided, a terrifying flame soared into the sky, like a pillar of flame breaking through the sky, illuminating most of the Imperial Demon Division.

"Fuck!?" Zhou Dao's eyes narrowed slightly.

The power generated by this drop of oil alone is enough to rival a first-grade spirit tool.

If such a large tank of grease were to burst out, how much energy would be generated, and how terrifying the power would be! ?

"This horse riding is a new energy source in the cultivation world!" Zhou Dao couldn't help but stunned.

The uses of this thing are too wide, activating magical instruments, casting talismans, setting up large formations... If you use this kind of grease, the power will definitely increase exponentially, and you can save your own strength.

"Zhenmosi really has something." Zhou Dao was amazed.

The corpse of the monster fell into his hands and could only be sacrificed to the ancestors, but the Demon Suppression Division of others could still engage in scientific innovation.

hum…

At this moment, there was a wave of fluctuations in the void, silver brilliance appeared, and a mysterious egg jumped out of it.

"Egg of the Demon God!" Zhou Dao was slightly moved.

Since he absorbed the life breath of the Demon God's Egg and refined it into the Primordial Beginning Magic Sword, he has developed a subtle connection with this mysterious egg, as if his blood is connected, and it is like an incarnation outside the body.

At this moment, the egg of the demon **** seemed to sense the aura of the oil on Zhou Dao's body, jumped out of the void, and descended directly here.

"Chirp..."

The egg of the demon **** let out a soft moan, facing the big vat, revealing endless excitement and hunger.

rumbling...

Suddenly, the big tank vibrated, and the bright yellow grease violently churned, as if a long whale sucked water and turned into the egg of the demon god.

In a blink of an eye, half of the oil in the tank was gone.

"Fuck, don't drink when you ride a horse."

Zhou Dao's eyes were red, raising his hand was a slap in the face, and directly fanned the egg of the demon god!

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