Chapter 1845: Famous world

The first thousand eight hundred and forty-five chapters are famous in the world

The news that the demon sect was extinguished, such as the hurricane sweeping the central mainland, even the celestial dynasty controlled by the celestial gods, got the news.

The monks who were present on the same day, every time they went to a place, painted everything and said everything that happened on that day. Every time they could gather dozens or even hundreds of monks to listen together. After listening, these monks came to other places. If you add something to your life, you can say that in less than half a month, this news has spread throughout the central mainland. At present, the news has been carried by some monks, facing the nine wilderness areas, and the three great desperties. Spread over there.

"Hey, I really saw it with my own eyes. The Ningbei Xuan predecessor is not a general strong, and the devil's little demon Wu Chongxian, you know?"

In a restaurant, a monk in the early stage of the law is describing everything that happened in the rejoicing of the demon. The diners in the whole restaurant raised their ears and even surrounded the monk, listening carefully, for fear of leaking. Some details are missing, and there are many monks with creations.

"Know, the Little Devil is a generation of Tianjiao. In a short period of time, he has practiced in the seven-robbery. It can be said that he will become the Eight-Robber Creator in the future. This is already the peak of the Emperor!"

Some monks nodded.

"It is such a presence, in the hands of Ningbei Xuan, but it is only a trick to be killed!"

The early monk of the French law was proud of a smile.

"hiss……"

The diners of the whole restaurant heard the words, and they took a breath of cold air. They couldn't believe it. The monk in the early days of the French law was the result of this effect, and the eyes flashed a smug color.

"You said that Xiao Chongzun Wu Chongxian is not an enemy of Ning Beixuan's move. Is it not a lie?"

"Fart! Who am I kidding? This news is known elsewhere. It's just that this place is so remote, it hasn't been introduced yet. I am here to share with you kindly. If I feel that I am deceiving, I don't have to ask."

In the early days of the law, the monk was furious, and his eyes looked at the direction of the voice of doubt. He would have to bow, who would dare to be so bold and question the authenticity of his words!

"Yes! Don't listen if you don't believe it! Xiongtai, don't ignore him, let's continue!"

The nearby diners have joined.

"Who do you say fart?"

More than ten figures stood up and looked at the monks in the early days of the famous law. They all had a faint creation!

The leader is a young monk. At the age of twenty, he is very handsome, and his breath is even more terrifying. His cold eyes are faint. He looks at the early monk in the beginning of the law. He almost watched the other side scare the urine.

"The Creator!"

In the early days of the law, the monk showed a hint of fear in his eyes. He smiled bitterly: "Predecessors, just under the Menglang, have been offended, and please forgive the seniors!"

"go on!"

The young monk swept the other side faintly, then sat down again. The remaining ten monks seemed to be his men, or the younger brothers and sisters. When he sat down, he sat down and everyone was relieved.

"Yes, seniors!"

At that time, the monk at the beginning of the law was nodded with a smile and nodded.

"After the small demon was killed, the monks who were present at the time were very afraid. They dared not to shoot Ning Beixuan again. The stone tablet with seven killing words still stands before the rejoicing of the Mozong Mountain Gate..."

Everyone wondered what the stone tablets were for, and asked them all. After listening to the details, they showed a fascinating color on their faces. Even one person blocked one, and the object was still rejoicing in the magic. They were very happy in their hearts and took them into it. Imagine yourself standing on the stone tablet and looking at the square.

“Don't anyone come to the rescue to rejoice in the demon?”

The young monk's brows were slightly wrinkled, and the other ten monks seemed to look unremarkable. The people thought they were shocked by the fact that Ning Beixuan had such terrible power.

"Predecessors, rejoicing, the Mozong is one of the seven major sects. Naturally, some people came to the rescue. Not only the elders of the remaining six sects came, but even the Yuxi Xianwang, the deputy head of the Hanshan Prefecture, and the deputy valley owner of the Seven Valleys. Caught over."

The monk in the early days of the law was respectful.

"and then?"

The young monk is faint.

Everyone is also very curious.

"Yu Yu Xian Wang took the lead and then was killed by Ning Bei Xuan..."

"hiss……"

Are the jade kings dead? Everyone in the room once again took a breath of cold, and couldn't believe it. This is the monk under the sage of Cang Jiyuan!

The young monk's face became extremely dignified. "What is the reaction of the deputy head of the Hanshan government?"

"They didn't do it because the joy is coming."

Everyone heard the words and seemed to know the ending.

"Ning Beixuan must be suppressed by the joyful demon?"

Someone said.

In the early days of the French law, the monks heard the words and finally couldn’t help but reveal a hint of ridicule. The faint saying: "You are wrong, the one who is killed is the rejoicing!"

"what?"

A group of young monks stood up in shock from the seat and looked at the early monk of the French law.

"Predecessors, I just didn't seem to say anything wrong..."

The monk in the early days of the law was a bitter smile.

"How can the demon statue be killed by Ningbei Xuanzhen! You lied!"

The young monk was in shape and appeared in front of the other party, pinching the other's neck directly.

"Hey, hey, the predecessors, there is no lying underneath, not only the rejoicing of the demon is suppressed, even the legendary deity is also present, not the opponent of Ning Beixuan!"

In the early days of the law, the monks were in a panic, and couldn’t help but brain all the things that happened that time!

There is silence in the restaurant.

Half a ring, the young monk loosened the palm of his hand, and his face showed a trace of confusion. At this time, the early monk of the French law saw a mark in his sleeve.

"You, you are a monk who rejoices in the demon!"

He was terrified and lost his voice.

Everyone heard the words, and the face suddenly became very strange. Isn’t this a bald face in front of the monk?

"Mr. Fangmo, this person is definitely nonsense. We are so happy that the Mozong is so strong. How could it be destroyed by an all-nighter, killing him, and taking out his spirit!"

A female practitioner walked to the young monk and looked coldly at the early monk of the French border.

"The seniors are really not lying. If the seniors don't believe, they will wait here. If they don't come out for ten days, the news will definitely come in!"

The monk in the early days of the law was in a hurry.

"No matter how I catch up, I can't keep up with your pace."

Fang Mo suddenly looked at one direction and sighed a long sigh. There, he used to be his hometown, Dong Xuan.

"For thousands of years, I should go back and see, my brother’s ashes, take it back along the way..."

Fang Mo turned a little disheartened and turned away from the restaurant. The teachers and sisters saw the situation and quickly followed.