Begin immortality by slaying demons

The blue waves are rippling and there are swarms of fish and shrimps.

Beneath the clear waters lies a majestic white stone palace.

Ke Laoqi, as an adult dragon grandson, already has his own fiefdom with the full support of the Golden Turtle Clan.

At this moment, it is sitting on the coral throne.

His expression was slightly cold, and he looked down with a headache.

An old golden-patterned turtle demon knelt on one knee, his face full of murderous intent, and his aura comparable to that of Bai Yujing was vaguely dispersed: "I hope Long Sun will issue an order to let the old slave lead his troops to the Tianjian Sect. Ask for an explanation!"

"..."

Ke Laoqi pursed his lips and swallowed back the words "It's up to you."

Is this old bastard confused?

Could it be that the Seven Sons of Nanhong were allowed to be bullied? It really angered them. These people risked their lives and even turned the Nanlong Palace upside down.

but……

The life or death of the other party's beloved son is unknown.

The happy event prepared by the Turtle Clan will most likely be turned into a funeral.

Nanlong Palace is indeed not afraid of the Seventh Son of Nanhong.

But this dragon grandson cannot represent the Dragon Palace, let alone the son of his general.

Ke Laoqi really didn't want to issue this decree.

Its status in the Dragon Palace is not high. If it causes trouble again, it will inevitably make Grandpa Long displeased.

According to Ke Laoqi's method of doing things, ninety-nine percent of the troubles can be solved by using the name of Dragon Palace. If it cannot be solved, it will instinctively give up.

"What are you in a hurry for?"

Thinking of this, Ke Laoqi finally said: "My fourth brother is responsible for negotiating with the Seventh Son of Nanhong. If I intervene rashly, my fourth brother will inevitably misunderstand. Do you want my brothers to be at odds with each other?"

"Old slave...Old slave don't dare!"

The golden-patterned turtle demon's lips trembled, obviously he had seen through Long Sun's thoughts, but he did not dare to speak out.

After heaving a sigh of relief, he suddenly knelt down on the other leg. From the posture of asking for battle, he quietly turned into pleading: "I, the golden-patterned turtle clan, have always been loyal to the dragon and grandson, and will not hesitate to go through fire and water. My handsome My son, I have always protected Long Sun, and I have treated the wounds I saved for you on my face for many years as an honor."

"Now that its life or death is uncertain, I don't ask for anything else. At least... at least let me know whether it is dead or not, and if it is dead, who took action."

The old turtle demon cried every word, and the demons around him felt as if a rabbit had died and a fox had died.

"Okay, if you want to know this, you don't have to ask the Tianjian Sect."

Ke Laoqi concealed the annoyance in his eyes and interrupted the old bastard's sobs: "If I remember correctly, my thirteenth brother was also present at the time."

Having said this, it couldn't help but sneer.

Everyone else thought that Ke Shisan was taking action on its behalf to protect the wedding sedan from entering the water.

Only Ke Laoqi knew in his heart that the boy definitely didn't hold it in well.

The other side was showing signs of formidable power, so it was inevitable to target these brothers, paving the territory with blood and building a new palace with bones.

Among the remaining twelve dragon grandsons, the one most suitable to be attacked is none other than himself.

That's all, just deal with this old bastard.

After all, there are big things to come that will require the other party.

Thinking of this, Ke Laoqi closed his eyes and began to contact the brother he had not seen for a long time through secret methods.

Under the expectant gaze of the demons.

A strange smile appeared subconsciously on Ke Laoqi's face.

It slowly opened its eyes and looked at the palm of its hand in surprise.

I saw a blood talisman quietly emerging from the palm of my hand.

"Longsun, what's wrong?"

The golden-patterned turtle demon who was comparable to Bai Yujing's realm looked over nervously.

"nothing."

Ke Laoqi quickly clenched his palms and raised his head and glanced over: "Your son is most likely dead, so there is no need to say more."

"died……"

The old turtle demon trembled twice and opened his mouth, unable to speak for a long time.

"Keep your heart in your stomach, and I will let Tianjian Sect give you an explanation. Blood debts will be repaid with blood."

Ke Laoqi stood up unhurriedly, and with just one sentence, the expressions of the demons below changed drastically.

Is Longsun really going to fall out with the Tianjian Sect for the Turtle Clan? !

"but……"

"You still have to give Fourth Brother the face he deserves. I will inform him as soon as possible. Just wait."

The words were settled.

The old bastard could no longer control his emotions, and even his voice trembled: "I understand, I can afford to wait."

"Let's get down to business."

Ke Laoqi walked slowly to the golden turtle demon and patted it on the shoulder: "I have encountered a big opportunity, big enough to regain the attention of Grandpa Long. Now, I want you to come. Help me take back this opportunity."

"As long as you handle this matter well, your Golden Patterned Turtle Clan will enjoy eternal blessings."

Hearing this, the old bastard suddenly trembled.

Compared with the promise made by the other party, the dangerous atmosphere contained in it made it feel even more uneasy.

"Don't worry, I told you it's just chance."

Ke Laoqi comforted him a little.

The old bastard slowly raised his head and whispered: "May I ask Longsun, what is the opportunity?"

Ke Laoqi's eyes showed sinisterness, and he said through a message: "For example, intercept and kill a Taoist disciple of the Immortal Sect?"

Hearing this, the old bastard staggered back and looked over in disbelief.

It was as if I heard some ridiculous joke.

it? To intercept and kill Xianzong Daozi?

The difficulty of this matter is second only to killing a giant of the Hedao Realm.

First of all, there are only six Taoist disciples in total among the seven disciples of Nanhong, and each one is stronger than the last. As long as they exist, any time they leave the sect, they will attract the attention of the public, and there is no possibility of being ambushed.

What a good relationship you have to have to secretly date them out.

I'm afraid that my playmates from childhood to adulthood may not be able to do it.

Then again, having such a close relationship with Daozi is equivalent to climbing the thickest tree in Nanhong. How about betraying the Seventh Son of Nanhong?

Picture what?

Secondly, even if it is lured out of the Immortal Sect.

Based on the strength of Qilong Sun's subordinates, all put together, which Taoist can they defeat?

As for asking the fathers to come out, it would be impossible to do it quietly. It would be equivalent to directly declaring war with the seven sons of Nanhong, and it would still be a fight to the death.

What kind of credit is this, what kind of opportunity is this.

"What are you worried about?"

Ke Laoqi raised his eyebrows and glanced dissatisfied: "Can I allow you to die?"

"That won't happen."

The old bastard has a very clear view of his status. The Seventh Dragon Sun may not be a person who misses old friendships, but at least for now, the other party still needs to rely on the Golden Patterned Turtle Clan a lot.

"When the moon waxes and wanes."

Ke Laoqi walked out of the hall slowly: "It's time to turn to decline."

Hearing this, the old bastard's eyelids twitched, as if he had guessed something, and immediately his breathing became stagnant.

It stared blankly at Long Sun's back.

I saw that the other party had a confident attitude.

I was shocked.

Seventh Dragon Grandson... Is there really a way to make the Daozi of Tiantian Sword Sect take the initiative to leave the Immortal Sect when she is at her weakest? !

"call."

However, Ke Laoqi did not go back to explain anything, leaving only this sentence.

It walks on the water waves and moves forward gracefully.

It wasn't until he arrived at a no-man's land that he felt a little irritated on his face.

He activated the secret technique and a water mirror appeared in front of him.

Looking at the dark and oppressive situation.

Ke Laoqi made a respectful expression, adjusted his armor, then knelt down on one knee, cupped his hands and said, "Lao Qi has something to report to Fourth Brother."

The dark red figure slowly squirmed and moved slightly away, revealing pieces of metal-like scales.

The huge dragon head looked sharp and ferocious, and his eyes glowed with yellow light. He looked over condescendingly: "Say."

"Thirteen...Thirteen seems to be dead! After it met the disciples of Tianjian Sect..."

As he said that, Ke Laoqi stretched out his palm tremblingly, wanting to show the other party the blood talisman in his palm.

But he didn't expect that the red dragon's expression was still indifferent, not strange at all, and he didn't even bother to expose the hypocritical sorrow on Ke Laoqi's face: "I know."

Before he finished speaking, Shui Jing quietly dispersed.

Ke Laoqi was startled. He originally wanted to use Lao Si's hand to fight against Nan Hong's Seventh Son. While weakening Lao Si's strength, it would also draw the attention of Nan Hong's Seventh Son to facilitate its own affairs.

Killing two birds with one stone again.

But the other party's reaction was beyond its expectations.

No matter how estranged they were on weekdays, the thirteenth child was still their brother. The fourth child actually behaved so coldly, never treating it as a member of Nanlong Palace.

Grandpa Long actually handed over the most prosperous water area to the other party for guarding. He was really stupid.

"What a bastard!"

Across the water, land and ocean, the red dragon couldn't hear Ke Laoqi's curse.

Of course, even if it heard it, it had no intention of paying attention.

It stared calmly at the letter in front of it.

Chilong knew about Ke Shisan's death much earlier than others.

But in the middle, I felt Thirteen's breath again, which made me a little confused.

The reason why no action has been taken yet.

It's because of the letter in front of me.

It describes in detail the life story of a strange monk, including all the methods he has used and the changes in his realm.

At the end of the letter, it was mentioned that Qingyue Sect Liu Shiqian went to the Yan family with this monk.

Logically speaking, it would be difficult for a letter from a monk to gain the Dragon Palace's trust.

But Ke Laosi quietly stared at the talisman on the envelope.

That was left by the elder of Tianjian Sect.

The other party actually didn't hide his identity and betrayed the alliance openly.

This is where things get interesting.

If he sends this letter to Nanhong Seventh Son, he will definitely die.

But precisely because of this, it actually showed his sincerity.

"A fight to the death?"

Chilong smiled playfully. This was a certificate of submission. He wanted to gain the support of Nanlong Palace and use it to defeat other Bai Yujing monks. With this in hand, the other party did seem to be the best candidate to inherit the treasure land of Hedao.

"Let's make a fuss, make it bigger."

"It's not enough for Xiao Shisan to die."

The dragon looked coldly at the dark red lin flakes on its body, which was the result of the mother clan's bloodline being too strong.

It was once called a wild species.

By killing his compatriots, he finally gained the title of Dragon Sun.

But no matter how strong it is.

The Nanlong Palace, dominated by the Yellow Evil Poison Dragon, would never be handed over to the hands of a red dragon.

Who said that only monks can inherit the treasure land of Hedao?

It would also like to try.

But the time has not come yet. Only when the Dragon Palace is bullied to the extreme can the Seven Sons of Nanhong pay the price of an abandoned Hedao treasure land to appease Master Long's anger.

Of course, you can’t just do nothing and leave people with something to talk about.

"Someone's coming."

The red dragon raised his head and said calmly: "Go find something for Qingyue Sect to do. No matter what, I want to meet with Liu Shiqian."

An elder of Baiyujing is almost enough to pay for Xiao Shisan's life.

"Subordinates obey your orders!"

A series of solemn responses came from outside the palace.

...

Between the majestic peaks, white mist floated.

There was still some purple air in it.

There were several manors scattered at the foot of the mountain. The people went to the top of the mountain with difficulty, trying to find out where the purple air came from, hoping to get the chance to become immortals.

However, when they finally climbed up the mountain and looked up, they saw a fierce palace.

It was seven stories high, and it raised waves of blood, as if there were wronged souls crying.

It was accompanied by a low but trembling beast roar.

"There is a monster!!"

The shrill wails resounded through the mountains, and figures ran down in panic.

Many mortals slipped and fell straight down the mountain.

Just as they were about to be crushed to death, a mountain wind blew up and lifted them back to the foot of the mountain, just like a dream.

At the top of the mountain.

Shen Yi sat cross-legged, calmed his breath, and put the Wuliang Demon Palace between his eyebrows.

The seventh level of Return to Void, finally crossed the watershed and entered the late stage.

"Congratulations to my master for his great increase in strength!"

Wu Jun knelt on one knee and bowed his head.

"..."

Ke Shisan was stunned for a moment, staring at the little turtle in disbelief.

Can it be like this?

Its fingers trembled, and it seemed a bit deliberate to follow the action at this moment.

Bastard! Why don't you remind yourself! ,

Shen Yi was too lazy to pay attention to the two stone guards. He really didn't understand. Anyway, they would all fill the palace in the future, so what was there to fight for.

He now has three stone guards that can be used for great purposes. In addition to Long Sun and the turtle, there is also a ninth-level demon general under the turtle.

In addition, there are six second-grade and first-grade talisman stones that can be condensed.

What is lacking now is not the talisman stone, but the demon life span.

This thing is not picky about cultivation.

It's enough to have a large quantity.

Shen Yi glanced at Wu Jun. If I remember correctly... the other party has a complete turtle army.

With his current strength, it is also tantamount to seeking death to confront a main demon army under the command of a dragon grandson.

But if there is an "insider" to help, a little harvest of the demon life span, as long as you are careful enough, the chance is still quite large.

"Reporting to my master, Wu Jun has already mastered all the information about the golden pattern turtle demon clan."

Seeing the master's look, the bald turtle responded without hesitation.

It has begun to try to take over the turtle army at a young age, and it is indeed proud of itself.

"If you say so, where are the other dragon grandsons, and even the place where Grandpa Long is recuperating." Ke Shisan stood up unwilling to be outdone.

"Wait a minute." Shen Yi glanced at it.

Do you know it's useless? Are you going there to die?

In comparison, Wu Jun is much more reliable. With such a general leading the way, at least safety is guaranteed.

No more thinking.

Shen Yi knows how ridiculous his tricks are in front of a powerful force like Dragon Palace.

If Dragon Palace is really angry.

Their minions in Hongze are like a big net. If they plan to cover themselves, there is no room for them to develop secretly.

Wherever the monster is killed, Dragon Palace will come immediately.

He really doesn't have much time.

This time, even the Hedao treasure land may not be able to protect him.

Now it seems that the only way to live safely is the Seven Sons Conference, to sit firmly in the position of the master, and to use the foundation of the Nanhong Seven Sons to contain the Dragon Palace.

Only in this way can he have time to go to the Hedao Nanyang treasure land and fight for a piece of the sky.

Thinking of this.

Shen Yi directly sacrificed the black light flying sword and flew towards the ocean under the guidance of Wu Jun!