After Kicking The Original Sect, She Discovered That The Villain Was Ambitious

"Yes! Of course!"

The man holding the sword was so embarrassed that he picked his face, "I'm talking about goggles too!"

"..."

He changed his facial expression, put his fist to his mouth and cleared his throat, "Don't you want to know about the demons? Listen up."

"Everyone knows that this world is divided into six territories, the demon world, the god world, the fairy world, the underworld, the demon world, and the cultivation world, which is the human world we are in now."

"At that time, the six realms were still equal, but for some reason, there were bad rumors. Demons and monsters were killing innocent people indiscriminately and were bloodthirsty."

"Many monks joined forces with the gods to fight the current Demon Lord, the leader of all demons, for three days and three nights. In the end, the demon clan was defeated, and the demon clan ended up being betrayed and separated from their relatives. Although they still exist, they are just surviving."

"Some people were afraid that the demon king would come back and make a comeback, so they sealed him in the ice abyss. The demon clan has disappeared since then. As for where the ice abyss is, it is unknown."

"..."

Bai Qiao had heard about this important matter very early on, but he didn't say it in such detail as Master Zhijian.

Dad was still melancholy at that time. The reason why the underworld was not involved and targeted was because he had a priesthood, and the Ten Palaces of Yama and some ghosts belonged to the gods.

Furthermore, if you dare to invade the underworld and destroy the cycle of cause and effect, the invaders will only suffer consequences that outweigh the gains.

"Comrade demons, why do you destroy the demons and keep the demons?"

The master holding the sword did not answer immediately, but asked her, "The Demon Lord is known as the youngest emperor. Do you know what his abilities are?"

Bai Qiao shook her head.

She really doesn't know much about demons.

"Space manipulation."

"this……"

Bai Qiao understood why some people wanted to destroy the demon clan.

Because it's too strong.

Space control is the ability that God is most afraid of.

She heard from her father and Queen Mother Shenbei that there were three overbearing abilities, the ghost control technique of the direct descendants of the Nether Clan, the ability to peer into the future of a certain clan of the God Clan, and the unique space squeezing ability of the Demon Lord.

The sword-wielding master continued, "The demons suffered heavy casualties in the war. Now they are scattered in the world of cultivation to hide from others and avoid being pursued by the priests. This is the current situation of the demons so far."

Bai Qiao nodded slightly to show that she probably understood.

The gods are no match for the Demon Clan. Although they dare not attack the Nether Clan, it is unclear whether it is temporary or...

"Master, do you know what the Demon Lord is called?"

The master holding the sword then said two words.

——

Above the vast sky, the crescent moon is like a hook, and its shadow is everywhere.

The night wind blew through the woods, and the green swayed with the wind.

The black-haired woman sat on the treetop, her pair of purple eyes looking particularly abrupt in the dark night.

At this time, something was flying towards her quickly. It had no lethality. She grabbed it with her quick eyes and quick hands.

Opening his palm, there was a golden elixir.

Nourishing to the soul.

"I thought you wouldn't come today."

She had no external injuries today, but no one knew that she was struck by the Soul-Destroying Scythe and her soul was damaged.

Regardless of whether the goggles were poisonous or something else, he took the pill in one breath and jumped off the locust tree.

The man with the same purple eyes walked slowly with the light behind his back, the silver sword in his hand flashing, stained with wet blood, dripping all the way.

Until he stepped into the shadow, the moonlight dispersed, and he could see his true face.

"Why are you messing with her?"

Geng Jing knew who he was talking about, raised his eyebrows and shrugged, "How do I know that your junior sister is from the Yin Division?"

"You can't beat her even if she's not a ghost. Fu cultivators are related to the way of heaven, and she's still a fellow practitioner of Duo Fu."

Geng Jing clicked his tongue in displeasure, "Why aren't you surprised at all? You must have known about it a long time ago, right?"

"..."

Hei Ming acquiesced by not speaking, but Geng Jing smiled wildly, "Baili... No, Di Yan, it's not like your style to keep a neutral underworld ghost by your side."

"There's so much nonsense," Hei Ming said with an expressionless expression as he shook off the blood on the frosty water and sheathed his sword, "If you want to go back, hurry up."

"Don't worry."

The goggles stared at the black blood seeping into the soil on the ground with interest, "Where did our Ah Yan go on a killing spree this time?"

Speaking of this, Heiming half-squinted his purple eyes and cast a disgusting look, "Can you be more careful? There are a few followers of the Shenguang Sect in Yaogu Wanyan Sect today."

The Shenguang Sect is an organization founded by the gods, spread across all walks of life, and believers serve the gods without any conditions, which is equivalent to the "eyes" placed by the gods in the six realms.

The world of cultivation has the largest number of believers, because God is what cultivators yearn for.

Tianhe Sect and Xuanfu Sect also had their followers, but they were secretly solved by them outside, faking natural death or homicide.

Geng Jing was stunned. If this was really the case, she was indeed careless.

Even so, she still had a relaxed smile on the surface, "You are there to take care of the aftermath."

"Just this once, I don't want to expose my whereabouts and let you involve me and the entire Asylum."

"Yes, yes, let's go, let's go."

Heiming raised his finger, and the demonic energy swirled like clouds. The teleportation array leading to the demon world was opened, and the two figures disappeared into it together.

*

On the tenth day after becoming an outer disciple, Master Zhijian took Bai Qiao down the mountain to select a magical weapon as he wished.

And the two men behind him...

Bafang City

The master holding the sword couldn't bear it anymore, pointed at the two seven-foot-tall men, and said angrily, "You two inner courtyard brats don't go to class, and you come to my outer courtyard all day long to do what you want!"

"Master, today I will discuss Xiu Mu on swordsmanship." Jiang Huai bought two bunches of candied haws, one for his left hand and one for his right hand. He licked the left side and the right side.

"..." The sword-wielding master held his head helplessly.

How could he forget that he picked the wrong time? Next time, he must first ask Lao Ba about the schedule of the various sects in the inner courtyard.

They came to the most famous magic weapon shop in Bafang City. The weapon refiners here were extremely skilled, and the magic weapons they made were the best in a million.

Bai Qiao fiddled with the gadgets in her hands. To be honest, she didn't need any magic weapon to defend herself, but the real man holding the sword was so enthusiastic that she couldn't spoil his interest.

But Jianghuai...

"Real person! I want this!" Jiang Huai held up a bunch of bells, his eyes gleaming.

"Put it down! You are a swordsman!"

"Real person! I want this!" Jiang Huai picked up a pipa.

"Put it down! That's for women!"

"Real person! I want this!" Jiang Huai held up a big and heavy chain.

"Put it down! That's the chain that holds your spiritual pet!"

The sword-wielding master only felt that he was too tired to worry about this trip and was like a housekeeper taking care of everything.

In the end, Bai Qiao didn't buy anything, Hei Ming looked down on it, and Jiang Huai returned home with a full load.

When a few people came out, a man in a clean white robe held an umbrella to protect the woman next to him from the sun. The weather was hot, so Bai Qiao tied up her long hair.

Heiming has a slender figure. From this angle, her graceful neck can be seen very well, especially the snow-white color, which is even more eye-catching.

"Where's the fan?"

"Here it is."

Bai Qiao carries it with him. The heat dissipation ability of this French fan is very good.

"Second sister?" The woman in the jewelry shop looked familiar to her from a distance and stepped closer, "Is that you?"

This voice sounded so familiar that Bai Qiao turned her head and looked sideways.

She was a sixteen-year-old woman with a slightly round face and a very sweet appearance. She wore a treasure hairpin and an expensive skirt. She looked very typical of Xiaojiabiyu.