In the cold night, the scattered firelights are like fireworks ending. Apart from the brilliance, there is only silence.

The charred corpse was solidified in front of the altar like a statue made of black iron. The open skin bag was like a roaring mouth, telling the unwillingness and anger of the death of life.

Qin Longhu, this close disciple of the Third Heavenly Master, died in the Demon-Subduing Temple.

At a young age like him, with his core becoming a dragon and a tiger, he should have a great future. Perhaps as the outside world said, one day he will be able to inherit the mantle of the Third Heavenly Master and obtain the highest title.

Unfortunately, all these imaginations and expectations disappeared with his death.

The demon appears in the Fu Mo Temple and kills the demon with the Demon Sword.

Many years ago, the founder of Tianshi Mansion seemed to have had a glimpse of the unknown future.

However, Qin Longhu didn't know that the demon in the Patriarch's verses did not refer to Tang Sanbai, but to himself.

"Mysterious destiny..."

Li Mo murmured softly and looked at the [Zhenwudang Demon Sword] in Tang Sanbai's hand. The swaying sword light was moving in the moonlit night.

At this moment, this sword that had been covered in dust for endless years finally found its owner. After wandering around in the world of mortals, it finally found its owner.

No one knows what kind of legend and prestige this sword will leave behind in the distant future.

"call……"

At this moment, a gust of wind roared, and nine thousand Taoists came through the sky and landed in front of the mostly collapsed Demon Subduing Temple.

Tonight, he felt uneasy. Sure enough, something serious had happened.

However, when he arrived, all he saw was Tang Sanbai, except for ruins and charred corpses.

The unique Tang Sanbai.

"Little fool, you..."

The Nine Thousand Taoists were astonished. His gaze was fixed on Tang Sanbai who was holding the [Zhenwudang Demon Sword]. He felt that tonight, his little disciple would never be the same again.

Such a temperament, such aura, such eyes...he is still the dull, stupid boy from before.

"master."

Tang Sanbai walked up to the nine thousand Taoists and made a deep master-disciple salute.

Immediately afterwards, he stood up, and a stream of light rose up in his palm, like incense, and then disappeared.

"The Wuyao lineage will end today."

"Little fool, you..."

When the nine thousand Taoists heard this, their hearts suddenly shrank, and they looked at Tang Sanbai in disbelief.

"Master, I have my own way to go."

Tang Sanbai looked towards the distant north with deep eyes, but his eyes were firmer than ever before.

The nine thousand Taoists were in a daze for a moment. He had never seen such brilliance in the eyes of his little disciple. It was as bright as a big star and as immortal as the sky.

"Yeah...you always have your own way to go..."

Nine thousand Taoists murmured softly, and a relieved smile immediately appeared on their lost faces.

"Hahaha... The Wuyao lineage will end today."

"Definitely today!"

Nine thousand Taoists looked up to the sky and laughed, their laughter was so loud that no one could tell the joy or anger in it. He turned around and left, gradually disappearing into the dim night.

"The magical veins left behind by the world's best demon hunter..."

Li Mo murmured softly, and suddenly, a hint of enlightenment arose in his heart.

Back then, that woman destroyed Heitian in the realm of three mountains and left the magic treasure seal of the descending demon. Nine hundred years later, there were descendants like Yan Zixia, and she even left behind such heaven-defying monster magic treasures as [Yan Shuangying]

she.

Perhaps, she had already expected this day.

In this vein, there will always be a ray of incense that is not extinguished.

"From today on, my name will be Tang Beixuan, and my Taoist name will be Zhenwu."

In the night wind, the man in green shirt looked at the direction in which the nine thousand Taoists were leaving and bowed deeply again.

That was his previous life, and now, he is heading towards the future.

Thinking of this, Tang Beixuan turned around, walked up to Li Mo, and bowed deeply.

"If I establish a religion in the future, I will serve my ancestor for generations to come."

Tang Bei

.

"Do you know where your path is?"

Li Mo whispered softly, feeling very happy when he saw the completely transformed Tang Beixuan.

"My way is north."

Tang Beixuan looked at the northern night sky. Just when he awakened his skills and killed Qin Longhu, he felt a mysterious destiny attracting him.

It can be expected that he has a great opportunity in the north. Only when he gets there will his path become clearer.

"Okay, I'll wait for the day when you gain enlightenment."

Li Mo had very high expectations for Tang Beixuan. He always felt that among the demons he had released, this boy's achievements would be quite high, at least higher than the good-for-nothing baby.

Rumble…

At this moment, a deafening roar came from the sky.

Li Mo looked up and saw a black cloud approaching, and a terrifying figure stepped out of the void.

"Nie Zhan, how dare you commit evil in the Demon Subduing Temple?"

The fierce roar was like thunder from the sky and resounded for half the street.

"The people from Tianshi Mansion are here." Li Mo's heart skipped a beat.

Sure enough, in the void, a middle-aged man stepped forward. He was so powerful that he surpassed all generations. He was the third heavenly master.

"I killed the person."

Tang Beixuan was completely fearless, raised the [Zhenwudang Demon Sword] in his hand, and walked in front of the Third Heavenly Master.

"The magic sword left behind by the ancestor!?"

The Third Heavenly Master's eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked at the [Zhenwudang Demon Sword], with a solemn look on his cold face.

He may not take these two little guys Li Mo and Tang Beixuan seriously, but the Patriarch's magic sword is heavier than ten thousand stones. He cannot pretend that he has not seen it, otherwise he will deceive his master and destroy his ancestor.

"Kid, you took the Celestial Master Sword." The third Celestial Master said solemnly.

He glanced sideways and finally saw the charred corpse. Although it was beyond recognition, he could tell from the smell scattered in the air that it was his precious apprentice.

Now, he no longer looks human.

"Good boy, how dare you kill people and seize swords in the Demon-Subduing Temple." The Third Heavenly Master's eyes darkened, and his murderous intention was revealed.

In order to train Qin Longhu, he spent countless efforts, and now he died here, becoming a stepping stone for an unknown thief.

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"Senior, Qin Longhu fell into the demonic realm, and it is not a pity to die... Is it possible that you want to protect his shortcomings?"

At this moment, Li Mo stepped forward and stood in front of Tang Beixuan.

"So what if I protect my shortcomings? How dare a junior speak nonsense in front of me? Is this how your Xuantian Pavilion teaches you?"

The third heavenly master shouted violently, and the terrifying aura was like a mountain collapsing, condensing into a mass, and coming from all directions.

Li Mo's expression changed slightly, he felt that the world was turning upside down, the ocean was falling, and this world was no longer a human world.

"Is this the power of the Heavenly Master?"

"What a coincidence, this is how our Xuantian Pavilion taught him."

At this moment, a slow voice came from the hazy night.

In an instant, the terrifying momentum slowly faded away like a tide.

Li Mo turned around and looked around, and saw a chubby figure walking towards him, holding a lantern in his hand. The faint light illuminated the floating night.

"Master!?"

"Gu Pingfan!?"

The Third Heavenly Master's eyes suddenly sank, and he recognized the Hongmen Sect Master at a glance.

At this moment, Li Mo was also stunned. Ever since he entered Hongmen, he had not seen this sect leader.

It seems like he never has to go to work.

Sometimes, Li Mo even doubted whether someone else could take over the position of the sect leader.
To be continued...