Wang Chong also did not influence this little Taoist boy named Wang Fusheng.

He naturally asked back: "Who is the sword of Xitian?"

Whether it was Wang Chong or Wang Fusheng, a little Taoist boy possessed by him, he didn't know what the sword of Xitian was.

The little Taoist boy who came to report the news was from Tongshan Dao. Their sect was the lord of Jingtiansi. He was naturally well-informed. He smiled and shouted: "Each sect ranked young people who have been practicing Taoism for three hundred years! You should know all the outstanding people in these 150 years, but the most famous Xiaotian Qixiu, the most famous Xiaotian Sword Luo Xuan, was one of them."

"Xiaotian List? Xiaotian Qixiu? Xitian Sword Luo Xuan..."

This little Taoist boy named Wang Fusheng is really a bit of a bad idea. He really doesn't know what he is. His mind is full of blurryness and he is confused.

Fortunately, another Taoist boy was very talkative and said with a smile: "Luo Xuan was born in the Heavenly Sect and practiced the Heavenly Sword. He was famous all over the world with one hand. Unfortunately, he was shattered by the demons outside the domain, so he became depressed..."

Wang Fusheng was stunned for a while and asked, "What's the matter?"

This was Wang Chong's secret move, otherwise this little Taoist boy would not even have such cleverness.

He couldn't help but cover his face with his hands and shouted secretly: "Why is this child so stupid?"

The little Taoist boy from Tongshan Dao shouted: "Luo Xuan is about to die, and there is no successor to their Tiantian Sect, so our Demon Retreat Alliance decided to choose people to join Luo Xuan's sect and inherit the Taoist priesthood of Tiantian Sect."

Wang Fusheng was still confused, but Wang Chong had already understood and shouted inwardly: "There is such a person? Why do I still worship a master? If I take away his identity, wouldn't I be able to use all my skills immediately?"

"This Sutra of Washing Heaven... I don't know what it has to do with the secret teachings of the Lingchi Sect. They have crossed the two realms, and they must be the same name. It's just a coincidence. Can the Lingchi Sect still preach in the two realms?"

"However, even if it is different from the Taoist Technique of the Lingchi School, it will be easy for me to change my practice."

Through the contact between the two, Wang Chong jumped to the little Taoist boy on Tongshan Road, flipped through the child's memory, no longer possessed the demonic consciousness, escaped, found a place where no one was left, transformed into a handsome little Taoist priest, and left with a wind.

The Xitian Sect is already a very declining small sect in Yan Motian. One hundred and fifty years ago, Luo Xuan produced a golden elixir for more than two hundred years, made it on the Xiaotian list, and was listed as one of the seven shows of Xiaotian, which was the last glory.

The foundation of the Sky-Sheaven Sect is insufficient, so Luo Xuan is also a member of the last place among the seven-shows of Xiaotian. He is also eager to make contributions, and was tempted by the Sky-Sheaven Sect in the battle against the Sky-Sheaven Sect, and he became depressed.

After Luo Xuan broke the eggs, he was confused all day long and didn't care about the matter of the Sky Sect. Originally, the Sky Sect had insufficient foundation. One hundred and fifty years have passed, not only did he not train new outstanding disciples, but he gradually dispersed and is now about to spread.

Several big men from the Demon Retirement Alliance felt that the inheritance of the Sky Sect should not be eliminated, so they decided to select 36 boys from each sect to worship them in the Sky Sect and inherit the Sky Sword Technique.

Luo Xuan himself said nothing about this matter. After all, he has lost all his skills and is confused and can no longer make a decision.

The little Taoist boy on Tongshan Road is a clever ghost. Not only did he know the whole story of this incident, but he also knew the mountain gate of the Xitian Sect.

Wang Chong got this memory and went straight to the Shuitian Sect.

His demon body had already overcome the three disasters of the golden elixir, and was only one step away from Yang Zhen. He was forced out of the demon's five consciousnesses as seeds by the demon relics, and practiced the magical clone technique, and had two points in the soul.

The little thief demon's magic cultivation also quietly broke through Yang Zhen.

The five consciousnesses and six magical powers of the demons have all gone up to the top.

The manas consciousness, the constant consciousness, the law consciousness, the dora consciousness, the boyi consciousness, and the five consciousnesses of the heavenly demons will not be mentioned.

The six magical powers each increase, the true body of the heavenly demon transforms into the soul of the heavenly demon, the false realm of the heavenly demon is more exquisite, the magical method of the heavenly demon also increases its wonderful uses, and the body-protecting demon light can be refined by the light of the demon light, let alone the secret martial arts of the heavenly demon.

In addition to the original protective Heavenly Demon Immortal Destruction Sword, Wang Chong also entered the Yan Mo Genius and realized that he also had an additional Heavenly Demon Secret Martial Heavenly Demon Banner!

I don't know when it will be!

Wang Chong quietly shook, and a pure black banner appeared behind him. The pole was made of countless skulls, and countless monsters surging on the surface of the banner, with a trace of demonic energy surrounding him, and a total of six demonic lights surging.

The little thief demon was also surprised and said to himself: "When did there be another magical power? This Heavenly Demon Banner can control six kinds of magic lights. It has many wonderful uses when fighting."

Wang Chong returned to the Dharma, and the demons seized the Tao, and successively practiced six kinds of magic lights: the Pure Land Demon Light, the Yellow Spring Demon Light, the Immortal Demon Light, the Chaos Demon Light, the Great Chi Demon Light, and the Blood Flame Demon Light!

It is these six kinds of magic lights that gathered and revealed this demon banner.

The secret martial arts of the Heavenly Demon is a magic weapon that is naturally born from the refinement of all the laws of the Heavenly Demon. The magic power of the general demon cultivator is not a magic weapon of Taoism.

The mysterious devil martial arts are born with the master, and they are destroyed with the master. The master is immortal. The demon soldiers are born in response to the thoughts. No matter how many times they are destroyed, they can be reborn with the demon consciousness.

Wang Chong took away the Demon Banner after fiddling with him and thought to himself: "My devil cultivation is really too fast. Be careful, should you be mistaken for being really into a demon?"

His escape light was naturally extremely fast and he could move through the void. In just half a day, he arrived at the headquarters of the Washing Sect.

Thousands of years ago, the Xitian Sect was considered a major sect in Yan Motian. Although he had not left the Taoist Lord, there were still ancestors in Taiyi Realm, but they were not successful later.

This sect occupied three spiritual springs in the place where Yanmotian spiritual energy gathered, and built Taoist temples. At its peak, Xitian Temple had 70,000 or 80,000 disciples. Xitian Temple was almost equivalent to a small city, extremely prosperous.

Wang Chong rushed to the Xitian Temple and saw countless dilapidated houses from afar, but he couldn't see anyone. He thought he had found the wrong place.

There are really no sects like this in the Nine Continents, Ten Continents, Ten Continents, and 16 vast oceans.

Wang Chong pressed the escape light and calculated quietly. Then he breathed a sigh of relief and knew that he had found the wrong place.

He walked slowly and walked for half an hour before he found a place that was supposed to be the most magnificent palace in Xitian Temple. He coughed lightly and shouted, "Can Fellow Daoxuan be there?"

After a long time, a weak voice replied: "It's still half a breath, you're here too early."

Wang Chong felt a little miserable when he heard this. He pushed the door open and saw a haggard Taoist priest who hadn't taken a shower or changed his clothes. He threw it there like a piece of "antique" half-in-ground and half-unearthed.

Wang Chong sighed, bowed slightly, and said, "After Ji Guanying, I have met fellow Taoists."
Chapter completed!