Tens of thousands of white-clothed disciples of the White Bone Sword Sect gathered on the beach, forming a truly chaotic formation like that of a demonic group.
Everyone has a yin look on his face and no masculinity at all.
The scene was as shocking as a "national war" in certain dynasties that could determine the direction of history!
In addition to this group of ordinary-level sect members, there are about less than twenty people who were originally called guest ministers in the sect's head mountain gate, or mountain cadres.
At this moment, under the request and command of the old sect leader, their group of people had already headed to the highest peak of the Skeleton Mountain not far away.
More than ten sword cultivators all went to the top of the mountain.
What you do is related to the great cause of the Sword Sect!
The tens of thousands of people in the church were all looking toward the northeast, toward the majestic mountain known as "The Skeleton of an Oar."
Because the mountain is so high, even from a long distance, you can clearly see the turbulence at the highest point. There are ear-splitting rumblings that make people feel excited and shocked.
The one who ranks in front of all the demon sect members is the most respected leader of the White Bone Sword Sect, and the undisputed strongest person in the demon world of the Splendid Dynasty.
Lou Yuanyang!
I saw this old man whose surname was Lou Yuanyang. He was very tall and domineering, with a straight waist but a slight hunchback.
Such a posture makes him look even more muscular and muscular.
Her long hair fell down, and her roots were as pure as snow.
The old man was wearing a snow-white robe, the same color as the members of the Sword Sect.
But on the snow-colored robe, there were a large number of silver embroideries, which were in the shape of exquisite dragons, lifelike.
This embroidery shows the arrogance and arrogance of the old sect master, which is unparalleled in the world!
Beside the old sect master Lou Yuanyang, there were two outstanding men on the left and right sides.
One person has fair and rosy skin and is extremely tall and straight, about half a head taller than Sect Master Lou.
He has brown hair all over his head, green eyes, and a very high bridge of nose, which is like a hill. He is particularly different from ordinary people.
What can be called the most bizarre thing is that this tall man with brown hair has two holes specially set aside on the back of his clothes, allowing a pair of broad and huge white wings to pass through without any hindrance!
This strange appearance of wings comes from the fact that this race is different from humans.
He is a member of the "envoy" tribe who came to this Chaos Continent.
The pair of iconic white-feathered wings are something that the tribe is born with, they are innate!
The vast majority of the Envoys have white wings. If they are born with jet-black wings, they are of a rare breed, the so-called "Black Envoys".
The man from this envoy clan is named Cui San.
In fact, when he first came to the Hanlan Continent where humans live, the name he reported was actually "Cui Sirui". However, because he told others, in their Chaos Continent, the word "Sirui" is equivalent to "Cui Sirui". "Three" in human language.
So over time, no one called him by that weird name, and they all called him Cui San instead.
Cui San's status is not low. He is the number one guest in the mountain gate, and he is also the "strategist" who makes suggestions. Many vicious, cruel, and extremely evil conspiracies and strategies are all from his hands.
The man standing to the right of the elderly Sect Leader Lou was short, extremely thin and lean.
The cheeks are slightly sunken inward, the cheekbones are prominent, and the face is sickly pale, much whiter than Cui San of the envoy clan, without any trace of redness.
Not only is his face pale, but his eyes are also particularly eye-catching with dark circles. His eyes are watery, his expression is gloomy and gloomy, and he seems to have no joy in living at all!
Wearing an ordinary indigo robe, the belt is dark gold, and wrapped around a total of thirteen sharp unsheathed daggers.
In his hands, he held two huge long swords with red scabbards. They were the weapons of the sect master, and he was responsible for holding them in his arms.
This son's name is Lou Shisan. He was originally an orphan without a father and mother. Later, he was taken in by Lou Yuanyang and recognized as his adopted son. He gave him the surname Lou and named him Shisan.
In addition to being the leader of the sect, Lou Shisan is also a "death warrior". That is to say, he can sacrifice his wealth and life for the sect leader anytime, anywhere, at critical moments, without any hesitation!
Lou Yuanyang, Cui San, Lou Shisan.
The above three people are the core figures of this Demonic Sword Sect and are at the pinnacle of their combat power.
He raised his eyes and looked into the distance, looking at the turbulent mountains. Cui San, the dog-headed military advisor with snow-white wings behind him, couldn't help it. He turned slightly and faced the old sect leader who also raised his head, and said to Lou Yuanyang: "Sir, sect master, If this happens, our sect will lose eighteen sword cultivators..."
The eighteen sword cultivators mentioned by Cui Sankou refer to the eighteen sect-headed guest ministers other than him, who gathered together to reach the top of Skeleton Mountain.
Lou Yuanyang, the hunchbacked and burly leader of the sect, did not change his posture of holding his chin high, and gently stroked his white beard with his hands, showing off his noble aura.
The old man chuckled and said with a leisurely expression: "It's just a dozen abandoned ones. If you give them up, you just give them up. What does it matter? As long as the white bone giant is awakened now, the overall strength of our Sword Sect will be reduced. We will definitely make a huge leap forward, and the gain will be worth the loss. It's just a few lives lost, which is nothing! As the saying goes, 'one general can make a thousand bones dry', after we take the Shark God Sea Territory into our hands, we can send troops northward, everywhere. Burning, killing and looting is destined to be a good business with huge profits. It's just a few people who died, and there is still more nonsense. Cui San, you are still too young, you need to learn from me!"
Cui San, the winged warrior from Chaos Continent, nodded and lowered his head. In his narrow and deep blue eyes, a hint of ferocity and fierceness that was not easy to detect flashed and passed away.
Coming from a foreign race, he opened his green eyes wide and asked again: "What if those sword cultivators are unwilling to risk their lives obediently and want to escape first?"
Sect leader Lou Yuanyang turned his head, glanced at himself, the sect's military advisor who was relatively proud of his life, sneered, raised his eyebrows, and said in a bad tone: "Commander Cui, what's going on today? Even such a simple thing Didn’t you think of all these things? It’s really disappointing. Didn’t you realize that my precious daughter, Lou Xue Rong, didn’t show up in Chu?”
Cui San, whose real name is Cui Sirui, suddenly understood and said repeatedly, "So that's it. Since there is a eldest sister going to the top of the mountain, those guys must be unable to escape!"
Lou Yuanyang snorted and glanced at the pair of white feather wings behind Cui San. The old man smiled and grinned, joking: "Can't you escape with wings? Then why don't you, Cui San, cut off these wings?" Try inserting it into them?"
Cui San, who has brown hair and white skin, eyes like emeralds, and a nose as high as a hill, immediately looked frightened after hearing this, waved his hands vigorously to express rejection, shook his head and said: "Sir, this... this is not necessary. "
Lou Yuanyang was just joking with the dog-headed strategist. He had no intention of breaking his wings, so he raised his head in an exaggerated manner, and his tall body also leaned back.
The old devil with white hair and white clothes laughed wildly.
The sound of his laughter was loud and powerful, spread slowly and melodiously, and dispersed in all directions.
Showing the appearance of a demon lord of a generation of evil sects, his momentum is unparalleled!
The old sect leader felt that he was the most energetic person in the past decades.
After launching the army, once Jiang Hu, the co-leader of the Shark God Sea Territory, is eliminated, the territory in the southern part of the dynasty, including the South China Sea, can be truly unified. At that time, they can then send their troops to conquer the north. There is no doubt that they will be able to conquer the land they pass through. Everyone is invincible.
As the sect's military strength continues to increase, its morale becomes stronger and stronger. One day, it will be possible to fight with the old owner of the Shenshan Villa, Ling Pu.
After that bullshit lord named Ling dies, are you still worried about being able to kill Zi Ling Gong, who just sits on the dragon throne and enjoys happiness all day long?
There is a poem that is so heroic and majestic that it won the favor of Lou Yuanyang.
The poem says, when autumn comes on September 8th, I will kill all the flowers after they bloom.
It's wonderful, it couldn't be more wonderful.
The whole city is in turmoil, and when the day comes when all the soldiers are wearing golden armor, I will really become the Nine-Five Supreme Being who sits in the Jinluan Palace. He is high and high, his name will be left for eternity, and he will be praised by historians for hundreds of millions of years, and his holy name will be immortal!
Lou Yuanyang felt very happy in his heart. The more he thought about it, the more proud he became. He couldn't help boasting and promised his military advisor: "Cui San, I will become the emperor in the future, and you, as my right-hand man, will be The current imperial advisor, the prime minister who is inferior to one person and superior to ten thousand people!"
Cui San, who looks very different from humans, responded with a bright smile, bowed his head and performed a human fist salute.
Having been promised that he could be the Prime Minister and the National Master in the future, he was extremely respectful and humble, and said bluntly: "I am willing to die for the sake of the sect leader!"
And the man holding the sword, Lou Shisan, standing on the other side of the old sect leader, of course very much hopes to hear some verbal promises with a sense of praise from his father's mouth, even a word.
However, Lou Yuanyang did not continue speaking and remained silent. Then he looked up to the heights, looking at the top of the skeleton mountain.
Lou Shisan's facial expression became a little darker, and he bowed his head in silence.
In fact, he knew very well that although he had the title of "adopted son", his true identity was just a chess piece that could be discarded at any time.
There is no essential difference from those sect guests who were tricked into committing suicide.
If there was really a difference, his adoptive father would not have given himself such an inexplicable name as "Lou Shisan" because he was so wise and powerful.
The reason for naming him this way is very simple. Before him, Lou Yuanyang had twelve adopted sons who served as dead soldiers. They all died one after another. Maybe at any moment, it will be his turn as the "Thirteenth" .
Twelve adopted sons died and none were left, so it was natural that he would be the thirteenth of his own!
Lou Shisan's eyes turned gray, and he secretly raised his head to look at his father, Lou Yuanyang, who had a cheerful face.
There was absolutely no hatred in his heart. On the contrary, he secretly felt a great honor. He could recognize such a master of magic as his adoptive father in his life. This life was indeed unshakable.
If one day, my father really has a dragon in his life, he can really sit on that dragon chair, achieve great achievements that will never be easy, and become an emperor.
So once the chickens and dogs are promoted and the sun rises, I, as a son, should be able to enjoy some wealth and splendor and live a good life that I have never expected.
But the prerequisite is to be alive.
This is difficult, extremely difficult!
Once the Northern Expedition takes place and the sword is aimed at the throne, there will undoubtedly be a war with the Shenshan Villa.
Lou Shisan knew very well that his current level of strength was definitely not enough, so he had to work harder, practice swordsmanship crazily, and strive to become one of the top ten masters of the human race as soon as possible.
Then, in the battle against the Ling family of the Shenyuan vassal, he played a key role like a needle in the sea, helping the foster father realize his ideal and ascend to the supreme dragon position as soon as possible!
In this way, he can live up to the great kindness of raising her and be worthy of Lou Yuanyang's every bit of cultivation over the years.
The vibrating sound at the top of the mountain became louder and louder, and in an instant, streams of blue Qi, as thick as silk, surged out from the top of the mountain, and swept towards the tower at extremely fast speeds. The old devil Lou Yuanyang in white is on the beach.
With white hair floating in the air, the old sect leader kicked off his feet and raised his body to a high place, taking full advantage of the mysterious energy coming from the top of the mountain.
Soon, the burly old man was covered in blue light, blooming endlessly.
Looking from below, the majestic and dazzling towering towering towering sky is so magical and dazzling that it can be said to be a "real person"!
This sword sect named Lou, at this moment, all the meridians and bones in his body are being tempered, and his shape is indescribably wonderful.
Even in the deepest part of the heart lake, there was a voice that I had never heard before, as if it came from ancient times, suddenly sounded - "From now on, you are my master!"
Lou Yuanyang raised his mouth and laughed wildly again.
Its sound shook the world and spread throughout the sky.
That extremely arrogant attitude made the sound even more powerful. If it were an ordinary person listening to it, he would probably have a mental breakdown on the spot and faint and collapse in panic!
At the peak of Skeleton Mountain, rocks shattered and the ground shook.
There was a huge and terrifying head that quickly arched out from the inside of the mountain, tearing out countless ravines and abyss on the earth.
Not long after, the entire towering body, which was almost as tall as the mountain, had successfully emerged from the ground.
It was a thousand-foot-long true form, a giant white skeleton.
It is extremely complete, similar to the human form, except that there is no flesh and blood, only huge white bones, and it is incomparably vicious!
Under the scorching sun at noon, the white bones emitted an extremely terrifying white light. All the members of the White Bone Sword Sect, without exception, looked up at the fleshless white bone giant, dumbfounded and speechless. .
If the frog at the bottom of the well jumps out from the mouth of the well, he will truly understand his own weakness and see how vast the earth is and how big the world is.
Even if they died in the past, they would never have imagined that there would be such an infinite super monster in the world!
Lou Yuanyang, the leader of the Demon Cult, who was in mid-air, his whole body shrouded in blue light, felt wild and unrestrained at this moment.
Up and down, through the ages, in the rivers, lakes and temples, I am the only one who has the highest honor!
He understood more clearly than anyone else that with the help of his biological daughter Lou Xuerong, he had successfully formed a solid "contract" with the giant white-bone ancient demon.
Starting from today, with a slight movement of my mind, the demonic slough spirit that I agreed to connect with will also operate. I can easily control that white skeleton that is as towering as the mountain, and use it completely for my own use, and let go to conquer the world. .
Do whatever you want!
Lou Yuanyang was so excited that he almost cried.
Since the past, I accidentally discovered that inside the Skeleton Mountain in the Sword Sect's territory, there was a demonic white-bone giant sleeping for a long time.
Over the years, my daughter Xuerong has been allowed to collect Yang Qi and gather Yuan Essence continuously as consumables to "form a contract" with the bones of Yin Ming. Now she endured the pain and sacrificed a total of eighteen sword cultivator cadres who have been with her for many years.
I have worked so hard and spent so much effort. Finally, all my efforts have not been wasted.
All the hard work paid off as the voice of the devil recognizing his master sounded in his heart.
With the addition of the Bone Giant, a top-level combat force, what if all the sect's guests died?
There is no loss at all, and it is even a huge profit, a bloody profit!
Cui San, one of the only remaining guests on the Bone Beach and a dog-headed strategist, saw that the time was ripe for flattery, so he shouted out one word: "Kneel down——"
As soon as he said this, all members of the Demon Cult, including himself and Swordsman Lou Shisan, and no less than ten thousand people, all knelt on their knees.
Only Lou Yuanyang, the leader of the demonic sect, is aloof and majestic for the ages!
Tens of thousands of devout members of the Sword Sect raised their voices in unison and chanted the doctrinal slogans that they had memorized so well that they could even utter them in their dreams:
"The White Bone Sword Sect is so majestic. The leader Yuanyang is originally a true dragon."
"The blue and white sun, Lord Yan is kowtowing. It shakes the heaven below and frightens the sky above!"
"Heroes are buried as skeletons. Heroes have passed away, but I am the hero."
"Collect the brocade first, and then the Lanzhou. For thousands of years, the rivers and lakes will be unified!"
"I sincerely wish the leader a long life of hundreds of millions of years, a boundless path, peace of mind, and reversal of yin and yang."
"It oppresses the saints from all walks of life, and overwhelms all the gods and Buddhas."
"Long live the leader, long live the leader!"
