Begin immortality by slaying demons

"He doesn't seem to care about us."

Miao Qinghui sighed, looked to the side, and smiled helplessly.

Tong Xinchuan mobilized her spiritual energy and poured it into the golden arrow of the demon. She also gave a rare chuckle: "It seems so."

crazy! All crazy!

Yu Chaoan scanned the faces of the senior brothers and sisters back and forth. From his perspective, Jin Shen deliberately exposed the existence of several people, causing the Demon King to react in advance. At worst, it was no different from deliberately trapping and killing them. .

The two people were not angry at all, but laughed.

Simply outrageous.

Just when light appeared on the golden arrow in Tongxin Chuan's palm, the golden body of Dharma finally made a move. The dark gold dragon suddenly jumped out and touched his shoulder lightly with the tip of its tail.

"..."

Even Tong Xinchuan was a little confused now.

Even if Shen Yi needs to win the Demon Emperor's trust, he won't have to trade the heads of several of his own people, right?

He hesitated for a moment and then put down the golden arrow.

Not to mention Yu Chaoan, even Miao Qinghui was a little confused by this subtle movement.

Tong Xinchuan is known for his cruelty, and he can be said to be the one who is most unfamiliar with the master on Wutong Mountain. Before the Thousand Monster Cave incident, these fellow disciples even felt that even if they and others died in front of him, he would handle it in the most rational way.

Even if the cruelty is disguised, is it true that he is inherently suspicious?

How could a person like him put his life in the hands of others?

"call."

Tong Xinchuan put away the golden arrow and looked forward silently.

The bright red robe he once wore represented his unparalleled pride.

Formation masters like them are far smarter than other reckless monks.

Correspondingly, if Shen Yi can surpass himself in formation attainments, he must have a smarter mind and be more thorough in his work.

When you don’t understand something, you might as well think about whether it’s your own problem.

Reflect! Reflect again!

Looking at the ferocious white horse standing far away in the sky, Tong Xinchuan's face twitched slightly. He had reflected on it many times, but still couldn't figure out what the problem was.

If you think about it any longer, your life will be lost.

"Senior brother, I always thought your calmness was just an act. I didn't expect you to be so stable when I saw Bai Hong Demon Emperor..." Yu Chaoan apologized to Tong Xinchuan in shame.

"Stop holding it back, tell me quickly. It's up to you to decide what to do now."

"I."

Tong Xinchuan cleared her throat.

With his cultivation in the late stage of becoming a god, he can better appreciate the majestic oppression of that white horse.

Even more powerful than rumored!

"Why...why you guys..."

At the other end of the sky, the originally handsome white horse now had a ferocious gap in its body, extending from its head to its tail.

The scarlet flesh and blood and the throbbing internal organs were unable to heal under the covering of the thunder plasma.

But compared to these wounds.

The even more terrifying place is the top of its head.

I saw it pressing a huge red pill into the skull. Dense bloodshot threads protruded from the skull, and accumulated rotten flesh grew together with the red pill.

All the blood in his body was rushing towards the red core.

Baihong Demon Emperor seemed very sad and angry: "Where is Mr. Nie? Why are you here?"

It doesn't understand.

After that escape many years ago, it has been studying Nie Jun, not only his methods, but also his behavior.

However, the other party's methods have made a qualitative leap.

That's all. After all, it's acceptable for the geniuses among human monks to change their realm with each passing day.

But how can one go wrong with character.

How could that assassin let him go so easily once he took action?

After killing the lion, he will definitely come over to finish it off.

Therefore, Baihong Demon Emperor did not rush back to Thousand Demons Cave. It was waiting for a golden opportunity.

Everyone felt seriously injured.

Not to mention the conceited Mr. Nie.

When the other party relaxes its vigilance, it will use its ten thousand years of life to resolve the knot in its heart over the years.

but……

"Why are you here! Even a bunch of trash like you dare to covet the life of this emperor?!"

Baihong Demon King let out a long hiss, which he didn't understand. It was clearly trying to make the people of the world remember the horror of Thousand Demon Cave again.

But even it itself was so underestimated.

"It doesn't seem to think highly of us." Yu Chaoan's mouth felt a little dry as he hissed, "It also calls you trash."

"Is not it?"

Tong Xinchuan's expression remained unchanged, and it didn't matter whether she was good or not. In front of this white horse, there were few people in the world who could straighten their backs and speak.

"Then what are you waiting for? Shoot it!" Yu Chaoan pinched the magic formula and summoned several golden armored warriors, already ready to run away.

"Huh." Tong Xinchuan looked at the golden statue standing quietly below, her palms trembled slightly, and finally she glanced towards the sky.

If he couldn't come up with an explanation, he really couldn't hold it in any longer.

In the vast white sky, alternating purple and white rainbows spanned both ends.

There seemed to be a flickering figure inside.

Just a dazed god.

The looming figure appeared quietly on the scene.

The moment she saw the black robe with gold patterns, Miao Qinghui breathed a sigh of relief instinctively.

On the opposite side of her is a childlike innocence.

After seeing Shen Yi dressed like this, instead of the lion he had guessed, he was stunned for a moment. Didn't the other party want to win the Demon King's trust?

What kind of trick is this?

"So you gave them confidence?"

The Baihong Demon Emperor was silent for a moment, then suddenly burst into laughter: "I know who you are, and what kind of magic circle have you set up? Do you think I, like Golden Wings, can be trapped by your magic circle?"

"hiss."

After hearing this, Tong Xinchuan's face darkened slightly.

As a formation mage, he knew how difficult it would be for those who set up the formation if the enemy found out the information in advance.

Sure enough, Bai Hong looked around indifferently, his black eyes flickering.

After a moment, it looked confused.

It did not detect the existence of any formation.

"..."

Shen Yi glanced at Bai Hong, her eyes focused on the red pill on his forehead.

Then he waved slightly.

Following this subtle movement, the spiritual energy in the sky suddenly became restless.

Everything that can be seen with the naked eye begins to distort.

In a few breaths, the sky turned into a fierce scarlet color, as if a scroll was slowly unfolding.

Roar! Roar! Roar!

The majestic roar of the beast, like a bell and a bell, completely resounded, deafening and terrifying.

Nine pairs of terrifying eyes looked down at the earth, like the awakening of an ancient evil creature.

The momentum is rising and the evil spirit is extremely strong.

While the huge and domineering monster body rolled around, the scarlet blood wave on the futon transformed into a human form and sat upright, enlightening the world.

"What are you looking for?"

Shen Yi lowered her eyes and looked at Bai Hong, slowly spreading her palms.

"..."

The white horse stamped its hooves uneasily and looked towards the sky in anger.

"Is this the Dao Palace?"

Miao Qinghui raised her head in shock, the mysterious tower in her hand trembling slightly.

"probably."

Yu Chaoan swallowed. He had only seen the Zixiao God's Thunder Sword Palace. Maybe this kind of Taoist palace with soaring demonic aura was also normal?

But just looking at the Demon Palace that stretches for three hundred feet, it is obvious that it is not inferior to Senior Brother Nie.

Is this the Shen Yi I saw last time in Thousand Monster Cave?

Tong Xinchuan clenched her hands, it turned out that the other party was not a formation master... In front of this terrifying Taoist palace, the formation method last time might have been just a trick that Shen Yi learned casually.

At this moment, they suddenly heard a roar.

Baima stared blankly at Shen Yi's palm. In his palm, the black stream of light gradually turned into a strange-looking ghost-tail gun.

"You...you have killed that lion?"

It asked subconsciously, but did not receive any reply. Bai Hong Demon Emperor suddenly noticed something familiar in the calm eyes of the black-robed young man.

When beheading the Thousand-Legged Demon King, the lion's golden eyes were also as calm as ever.

The two faces slowly overlapped in Hakuba's mind.

Finally, it turned into a shrill roar: "It's you! It's you! It's all you!"

Listening to the noise in my ears.

Shen Yi's expression remained as usual, and the Nether Tail Spear in his palm soared straight up.

As the figure on the futon raised his hand.

The nine-headed immortal demons all opened their mouths and spurted out blood like a long river, all gathering together with the Youwei spears.

The first form of Taoism.

All demons worship.

The You Tail Spear slowly lowered its edge and aimed at Bai Hong Demon King.

A rich voice suddenly sounded in the ears of this ferocious white horse.

"Why don't you worship me when you see me?"

It was as if the pressure from his bloodline forced him to kneel down.

It looked around in fear, only to find that it seemed that only it could hear the sound.

"Pretend to be a ghost, and you will die for me!"

Under that extreme fear, Bai Hong suddenly ran towards the figure in the sky.

It studied for many years before finding a way to use this treasure pill left behind by the Nanyang Sect with its demon body.

It was originally reserved for Nie Jun. Even if the opponent can execute the sixth sword, he will inevitably die.

With the help of this precious elixir, he didn't believe what big waves this lion could make.

In an instant.

The ghost tail gun filled with the power of the blood sea monster burst out!

Along with it, the entire sky was collapsing downwards, making it so heavy that it was impossible to breathe.

The tip of the spear pierced the red pill on the white horse's forehead.

Bai Hong's powerful demon power and the blood energy transformed by Shou Yuan all burst out!

However, in front of the mighty river of blood and the slowly falling gloomy red curtain in the sky, it seemed as if a stream was flowing into the ocean, and rocks were as tall as mountains.

All the spiritual energy in the five internal organs within 3,300 miles was drained.

Click——

Fine cracks suddenly appeared on the red pill, and the tip of the spear sank into Bai Hong's head inch by inch.

The demonic body that had charged so arrogantly was firmly pressed back to the ground.

The front knees of the white horse were shattered, and the two legs bent uncontrollably. The whole body was kneeling on the ground, penetrated from head to tail by the ghost tail gun, and nailed to the ground.

It lowered its head, and the mist in its black eyes dispersed with the wind, leaving only deep eye sockets.

Shen Yi stretched out his palm, and the ghost tail gun turned into a stream of light, and returned with the white horse corpse, and dropped it into the storage bag together.

"..."

Mrs. Qinghua glanced at the monks lightly.

The moment the master turned into a purple and white rainbow and left, he also turned into a dark golden stream of light and followed.

There they were muttering about some strategy or some formation.

I'm just telling you not to move. It's not that complicated. These monks are really weird.