The four of them collided with Zhou Liang's Buddhist Kingdom and the furnace world. The entire green vine forest suddenly became silent. Kuang Fei's face changed, "Retreat, these four people are quite strong and not enough to kill them."

Zhou Liang naturally knew this and sneered, "Four friends and Taoist magical powers, protect the disciples of the sect well, don't let me kill each one!"

Zhou Liang took Xu Fanchengshuang and Zeng Qiying Kuangfei and others to leave quickly. When Zhu Mietian and others came out of the green vine forest, they had already disappeared.

"Do you die!" Zhu Mietian did not smile for the first time. He looked at the disciples of the Ba Jian Sect who were killed and injured, and spoke out in a rare voice.

"Follow me." Futai spoke lightly. Jian Ming suddenly realized that his eyes did not dare to look at Futai, but only occasionally looked at the hilt of the blood vessel.

The casual cultivators watched Zhou Liang lead many cultivators of the Formation Sect quickly leaving. They were too late to chase after him, so they could only follow him to kill the sky.

After walking about fifty miles, the resistance they encountered suddenly increased, and the strong wind blew everyone's eyes unable to open.

"Junior Brother Zhou Liang, where are you going?" Zhu Mietian saw Zhou Liang from afar and wanted to go up. Futai stopped him and said, "The wind here is a bit weird."

Feng? Zhu Mie Tian closed his eyes and felt it carefully. As expected, these winds did not seem to be natural winds. Could it be that Zhou Liang did it again?

Ah! Suddenly, a casual cultivator had a big mouth, his face full of fear, and his pupils were enlarged. He seemed to see an unbelievable side before he died. Qiu Yusha stepped forward and was about to check, but not far away, another casual cultivator shouted, exactly the same as the scene just now.

"What's going on?" Lei Jingshi stepped forward and checked the beast master who had just died. There was no sign of death before he died. "There was no scar!"

Ghost? A monk suddenly shouted, and Lei Jingshi glanced at him indifferently. The casual cultivator immediately did not dare to speak. The four of them gathered together to discuss and decided to be careful.

"Everyone open the spirit shield for me!" Each sect will continue to command. As for those casual cultivators, who cares about your life or death? If the spiritual power is not enough to support you, this sect will not be able to control you.

When all the monks opened the spiritual shield and had just walked less than a mile after they were at ease, another monk suddenly fell down with a sound.

These are more than four sects and all the wandering cultivators were also angry and panicked. I won’t say what the wind is like, but it’s still weird.

However, all the elite disciples released their spiritual senses and found nothing. They even suspected Zhou Liang, but when they saw the corpse of a cultivator in the Formation Sect, they were sure that it was not.

Half an hour later, hundreds of corpses of monks in the sect were blown away by the strong wind, and they also saw Zhou Liang and his party.

"If you take action, you will die and bury the place." Zhou Liang's face was solemn, and the furnace world protected everyone tightly, looking at the strong wind with murderous intent.

These strong winds have long exceeded the intensity of strokes in nature, forming one huge storm after another, raging in this area and extremely arrogant.

While hesitating, many cultivators died of horror on their faces, but Zhu Mietian and others still did not notice at all. Zhou Liang smiled coldly, "The four fellow Taoists are really big sects, and it's nothing to die just by dying disciples." He turned his head and looked at the leading monk who had just arrived at the Fantasy Tu and the Wanfu Sect Sanxian Alliance, "Why are you good to come? You two might as well sign up?"

"I'm in Fu De, Fu Sheng is in my next brother." The young monk named Fu De seemed a little shy, and even dared not look at Zhou Liang.

"In Xiatian Haozi, the Nascent Soul Cultivator of the Sanxian League." The monk looked red in his lips and white in his teeth, and his bright moon and starry eyes, and he was very handsome. Some female cultivators looked at his eyes, and they were a little dizzy.

"Fellow Daoist Zhou Liang, long time no see. I still remember the style half a month ago." Fantasy map gave Zhou Liang a thumbs up, and seemed to admire him very much.

"Fellow Taoist is so powerful that the sword demon always likes it!" The sword demon's face was full of fighting spirit, and around him, a black sword kept floating.

"This is the Demon God Temple and the entrance to the Demon Realm. I wonder if you fellow Taoists enter it to take Zhou Liang's life or have another plan?" Zhou Liang smiled faintly, his voice spread, and the large number of casual cultivators behind him naturally heard it.

The Demon God Temple? The entrance to the Demon Realm? What is there to make the monks crazy? The legend about the Demon Dream Continent has also gradually entered everyone's memories.

Ten thousand years ago, the Demon Dream Continent once invaded the Xianmeng Continent on a large scale, and countless high-level monsters entered it. However, after various large-scale battles and retreats, they were ambushed by the cultivators of the Xianmeng Continent during the retreat of this world entrance!

This ambush killed tens of thousands of high-level monsters, and in the end, the 365-part divine beasts sacrificed all their essence, blood and souls, established a temple of demon gods, and opened the realm of the Demon Dream Continent, so that those monsters could be spared from the difficulties.

The most precious thing is not this demon temple. After all, it is a monster. There are two most precious things. One is that a large number of high-level monsters think they can't go back, so they lay monster eggs one after another, and inject all their essence and blood into it to protect these monster eggs to survive normally. Although thousands of years have passed, it is still difficult to guarantee that no monster eggs will hatch.

Second, the Demon God Temple was built at that time with 365 kinds of divine beasts spending all their essence and blood, which is equivalent to a small world. After these demon beast eggs survive, they have a certain chance of survival.

Third, it is said that these 365 kinds of divine beasts also contain a kind of martial arts. They were founded by a Middle-earth genius at that time, and they were said to have stayed in the temple of the demon god.

When these three news spread among the crowd, everyone began to be completely excited. Not to mention the mysterious technique, these many high-level monster eggs could make these monks go crazy. Just get one of them, then hatch and become their own monster?

Even if you don’t become your own monster and get it to the market and sell it, it will be a sky-high price. It is a huge asset for the free cultivator of the Golden Pill.

Zhou Liang looked at the monks behind him and looked at the greedy sect monks, sighing in his heart that it was never someone else’s who killed people, but his own greed.

"Why did Master let you in?"

"The master gave us this map and jade slip, and there is another secret here." Cheng Shuang said solemnly as he looked at the tornado around him.

"What secret?" Zhou Liang was slightly confused.

"Why did the secret of the demon dream continent's realm open back then?" Xu Fan waved his folding fan gently in his hand. "In theory, the realm of each continent is blocked, and only a few, such as the senior brother who can travel through the Buddha Dream Continent, was the realm orders in the hands of the three masters of Songyun and the three seniors of many Buddha Dream Continents."

"Isn't this world order the same?"

"Of course it's not a piece. A single piece of realm cannot travel between the continents at all. All realm orders must be collected, and the three seniors only have three pieces."

Xu Fan remembered the token taken from everyone when he left that day, the Great Vow Stone Buddha took away the token from everyone. It seemed that it was the Realm Order. How did the Demon Dream Continent invade in large numbers?

"Senior brother must be confused, this is also the Master's doubt. How could the Realm Order suddenly open up in the hands of various forces?"

"According to the ancestor, there were still some of the continental realm orders in the hands of the Xianmeng Continent. Who joined forces with the demon world to open the realm? It is worth pondering!" Xu Fan felt a conspiracy and felt a little depressed.

"Is this ten thousand years ago related to the opening of the Buddha Dream Continent's territory a thousand years ago?" Zhou Liang suddenly asked, because Songyun Dao, Songyun, Xueyue Huang Tao and others had come to the Xianmeng Continent before.

"This master didn't say anything, and we didn't dare to ask." Xu Fan touched his head. Their strength was still too low and they had no ability to face this problem.

"Don't make this public. I'm afraid that the mysterious technique is a bit weird. Who is it? Who wants us to get into the jar? Who is the layout?" Zhou Liang sneered in his heart. What can be planned ten thousand years ago? Is it a shocking cultivator? Is it a terrifying force!

"It's better to go out and sweep the wind now. Don't move. The demon insects in the vortex in the wind are very powerful." If it weren't for the Dayan Jue, Zhou Liang wouldn't even feel this little insect?

The Great Yan Jue suddenly operated, and the ancestor of Ten Thousand Beasts was even more domineering to the monsters, or the cultivators who founded this technique were very domineering. They treated monsters gently, such as the Nine Gods's Diversion Technique, and also treated monsters ruthlessly. Such as this magical power, the monsters collapsed!

"The monsters collapsed!" Zhou Liang's pupils suddenly became layer by layer, as if he could see through the transparent insects in the vortex in the wind, and waved his hands repeatedly. A series of green lights penetrated into the transparent insects.

Cheng Shuang Xu Fan saw clearly that he was a transparent insect, three inches long, and two transparent beards at the corner of his mouth. He looked quite like a loach, and his body swayed with the whirlpool in the wind.

Under the flashing of Zhou Liang's green light, Lei Jingshi Ling Wantian and many other disciples of the Beast Control Sect saw it clearly and couldn't help feeling a little ashamed.

"These little insects should be phantom mouth insects." After looking at the phantom map, the little insects with illusion are recorded in the classics of the Phantom Demonic Dao, but they are also jade slips from many years ago. Moreover, there is no such demon insect in the Xianmeng Continent.

The demon insects felt like they appeared, and suddenly they opened their teeth and claws and transformed in front of everyone. Xu Fan looked dazed, as if he had seen the scene of hungry ghosts surrounded by hungry ghosts everywhere. When he came to his senses, he saw a phantom worm that collapsed three feet in front of him!

"What a great little insect!" Xu Fan was a little scared after wiping the sweat on his face.

"It's okay, follow me. With your senior brother in front of you, what are you afraid of!" Zhou Liang roared, and the phantom-mouthed insects collapsed in the vortex. The disciples of the Formation Sect, Baihua Valley, and Qingdan Sect hurriedly followed.

Zeng Qiying looked at Zhou Liang's blood-clothed Taoist robe that he had not had time to change. Her black hair was blown by the wind. She took the lead. Various demon insects collapsed in front of him, as if they had returned to the various things in the human world. Her mind was dazed.
Chapter completed!