Begin immortality by slaying demons

If you want to choose the strongest Daozi from the seven disciples of Nanhong, there may be a lot of controversy.

But if you want to choose the most arrogant one, it must be Su Hongxiu.

At this moment, this Tianjian Daozi was in the clouds, standing with his hands folded, looking up at the black-shirted figure on the long steps.

Her sharp eyes flickered a little, and her gaze slowly fell on the purple jade rainbow bridge.

"Huh."

After an unknown amount of time, Su Hongxiu finally opened her red lips slightly and exhaled, but she couldn't relieve the shock in her heart.

A large part of her pride came from the road she had walked personally, which can be called a nearly perfect return to the void road.

The reason why it is nearly perfect.

That's because before this, Nanhong had a precedent, that is, Senior Xuanqing of Nanyang Sect, who had the ability to build an unparalleled heavenly palace until the ninth level of return to the void.

In comparison, Su Hongxiu was still one level short.

But Li Xuanqing was a genius from a long time ago. Now is no longer his era. Even those shocking rumors are gradually sinking in the long river of time.

She will not be affected by a rumored person.

However, at this moment, a truly perfect purple rainbow bridge appeared in front of her without any signs.

It really made Su Hongxiu a little bit stunned for a while.

Fortunately, she was not the only one who showed such an expression. The minds of all the cultivators present were immersed in this purple rainbow and could not extricate themselves for a long time.

"What's wrong with you?"

Su Hongxiu suddenly found that the pretty girl next to her seemed different from others.

Logically speaking, with this girl's cultivation, let alone sitting here, even sitting at the same table with Su Yushang is not enough. But the other party has a master in the Hedao realm and is the heir appointed by the Baohua Sect, with a status equivalent to that of Daozi.

At this moment, everyone else was staring at the long rainbow of purple air, only the Fairy Baohua was staring at the figure sitting on the long steps.

"Nothing... nothing..."

Fairy Baohua seemed to have forgotten that she was in such a solemn scene. She instinctively rubbed her eyes. Her clear and moist eyes widened and her breathing became more rapid.

She seemed to have found the young man she had been thinking about.

But she tried her best to deny the thoughts in her heart.

Although they had the same face, the young man in Fairy Baohua's memory was a casual cultivator who had to concentrate on facing the fifth-level demons of the Return to Void, not the one in front of her who was looking down from a high place and indifferently overlooking the many strong men of Nanhong.

Even the master, who was a giant in the Hedao realm, was now below the other side.

"Who is he? Not... who is the Nanyang Sect Master?"

Fairy Baohua forced herself to adjust her emotions, but she was still a little incoherent.

"..."

Su Hongxiu was stunned for a moment. In this situation, even she needed to use the secret method of sound transmission to avoid being disrespectful when she wanted to say that name: "Shen Yi."

Hearing this familiar word.

Fairy Baohua suddenly clenched her sleeves. She did hear those casual cultivators call the young man Senior Shen, but she did not expect that the weight of this "senior" would be so heavy, even to the level that she needed to look up to him.

No wonder she couldn't find any news no matter what.

How could she see Nanyang in the sky when she focused on what was in front of her.

It's just... How could such a high-ranking existence need to condescend and go to Baohua Sect in person to ask for elixirs.

With his status, he didn't even need a decree. He only needed to express his intention, and Baohua Sect would send someone to deliver the elixir as quickly as possible.

"So he has been teasing me all the time."

Fairy Baohua bit her lip, lowered her head, and her face turned slightly pale.

The so-called...Fourth level of Return to Void, no need to add.

It was just because Shen Yi was a strong man who had ascended to Baiyujing, and what happened that day was nothing more than a child's play in his eyes.

He escaped from the sect with the intention of traveling in the human world, but became a part of someone else's travel.

No wonder Shen Yi didn't even bother to ask her name when she left.

When an immortal enters the mortal world, whether doing good or punishing evil, how could he really care about a village woman on the roadside.

"His situation is a bit special, you may think too much."

Su Hongxiu seemed to have guessed something. With the habit of Sect Master Shen wandering around outside, it was not a strange thing to meet a little girl from Baohua Sect.

This girl probably thought of something wrong.

For the sake of Sect Master Baohua, she rarely reminded him softly: "I will explain it to you after the meeting is over."

"Okay."

Fairy Baohua nodded gently and looked at Shen Yi's face again.

There was no change in her expression or facial features... It was less than a year, it would be strange if there was a change.

The other party did not deliberately create any majestic demeanor.

He only needs to sit there quietly, and others will feel that even looking at him directly is an offense.

The shock of the Purple Air Rainbow Bridge may not subside for a long time.

But everyone present was calm and composed. After the ceremony, they quickly raised their heads, forced themselves to suppress the strangeness in their hearts, and continued to push forward the Seven Sons Conference.

Of course, there were also many people with strange faces.

The Daozi were the most stimulated group, but the group of direct disciples and elders who originally coveted the Hedao treasure land suddenly felt relieved at this moment.

When virtue does not match the position, the Nanyang treasure land is the delicious fat meat.

But when Shen Yi was not inferior to or even surpassed other Daozi, the Nanyang treasure land was what he was born to own.

"It's finally over."

Liu Shiqian was in a corner, looking sideways at Elder Chiyang, and the two smiled at each other.

At the beginning, he had no confidence and simply fulfilled the agreement of the alliance sect. Later, after he had a deeper contact with Sect Master Shen, he could not help but have some expectations in his heart, hoping that one day, he could see the other party sit firmly on this treasure land.

But he didn't expect that this expectation would be satisfied so quickly, to the extent that it made others stunned!

"I thought it would be embarrassing before." The Baiyujing monks of Yunxiao Pavilion and Xuanhaizhai, who belonged to the position of Nanyang vassal, saw Sect Master Shen for the first time, and the other party's performance was far beyond their previous imagination.

It made them unconsciously straighten their backs, looking proud.

Instead, Yan Xianqing breathed a sigh of relief. Since the sect master had returned safely, there was no need for Senior Xuan Qing to lead the trouble in Nanlong Palace. Nanyang Sect could also get a chance to breathe a little, which was naturally a good thing for their vassals.

Thinking of this, he and all the remaining cultivators looked up, their eyes swept across the black-shirted figure, and looked at the sky behind him.

There, six powerful shadows stood separately. Although they stood high, they showed some meaning of surrounding Shen Yi.

Today's Seven Sons Conference was originally held for Nanyang Sect, and the priorities were extremely clear.

Now we only need to wait for the six sect masters to issue the decree, and the matter will be settled, and there will be no room for change.

The six shadows looked at each other, and they all saw the complexity in each other's eyes.

But they didn't say much.

After a moment, Master Ji of the Qingyue Sect lowered his eyes to look at Shen Yi, and whispered, "Put on the master's robe."

This young man may be inexperienced and did not consider so much. It doesn't matter what he wears on weekdays, but today is different. At least he must let the monks of Nanhong know which sect he is the master of.

Everyone was concentrating and staring at the long steps quietly.

The other party only needs to put on the white robe, and from today on, he will be the real master of Nanyang Sect.

However, at such a tense time.

Shen Yi did not take out the robe, but looked up at the sky.

The next moment, a calm tone, but everyone's words that changed color, slowly spread across the sky.

"Am I the master?"

Shen Yi looked serious, and it seemed that he was not provoking or questioning, but was simply curious about this question.

Everyone else was stunned.

Even the vassal of Nanyang Sect and the many immortal sect deacons led by Li Qingfeng had doubts in their eyes.

Why would he suddenly ask such a meaningless question at this time?

If he completes the process of the Seven Sons Conference, he will be the real sect master? Is there any other way to say it?

The six Daozi were also stunned, not quite sure what Shen Yi wanted to do.

Only the shadows in the sky fell silent, as if they were carefully thinking about the deep meaning of this question.

Soon, the Tianjian Sect Master nodded: "Of course you are."

"Okay."

After getting a positive answer, Shen Yi nodded his chin and retracted his gaze.

He is not a fool. He has long understood that most of the time, the truth needs to be supported by fists.

For example, the ownership of the Nanyang treasure land should belong to the Nanyang Sect disciples.

But this truth is not implemented by anyone with fists.

Senior Xuanqing may be half, but it is obviously not enough.

In other words, as long as these giants of the Hedao realm are willing, they can take away this treasure land at any time, or at least seal themselves in it forever.

But no matter what they plan in their hearts,

On the surface, the Alliance Sect still left Nanyang Sect a difficult way out.

This was already a good attitude.

Therefore, Shen Yi was willing to cooperate with them and accept those so-called tests.

But the test was two-way.

Now it was the turn of the Alliance Sects to fulfill their promises.

Shen Yi still did not get up, but slowly took out a letter from his sleeve, and then in full view of everyone, he flicked his fingertips slightly, and the letter burst out, like a blade inserted into a long table below.

On his fair and handsome face, his expression suddenly became indifferent.

His dark and deep eyes were like an ancient well, and his eyes enveloped the figure behind the long table.

His voice was full of a taste of not allowing disobedience, and he gently uttered two words.

"Come out."

The moment the voice spread, everyone's eyes gathered behind the long table.

Liu Xingshan, who had just been punished by Su Hongxiu, had been staying in his position obediently today. Until this moment, he stared at the letter close at hand, his eyes twitched slightly, and finally raised his head.

The aura exuded by the letter made the surrounding Tianjian Sect elders subconsciously frown.

"What is this?" Someone reached out to take it, but Liu Xingshan held his wrist.

"What do you mean?" The elder looked at it in doubt, but saw Elder Liu's ferocious face like an angry beast, and roared at him: "Don't meddle in other people's business!"

"..." As soon as these words came out, everyone in the square and between the sky curtains noticed the strange change in the atmosphere.

The rest of the Daozi line had not made any move yet.

Su Hongxiu seemed to have guessed something, and glanced at it indifferently. A sigh passed through her heart. Her intuition was as accurate as ever.

Liu Xingshan had no intention of destroying the letter.

If he moved a finger towards that thing, it would be the same as admitting his guilt and being executed. He would definitely not be able to leave this place alive today.

Ke Laosi! This useless waste!

After getting such detailed information, he still couldn't deal with a cultivator in the Return to Void Realm, and even his letter was taken away by someone.

Liu Xingshan forced himself to hold back his resentment, gritted his teeth, and looked at the figure on the long steps again.

His voice was heavy, his breathing was slightly trembling, and he tried to organize his words: "Today is the grand event of Sect Master Shen... Don't let other things disturb your interest... When the Seven Sons Conference is over, Xingshan will definitely give you a satisfactory answer."

In a few words, the elder who jumped the most noisily before not only willingly acknowledged Shen Yi's noble status, but also promised to compensate with all his strength, as if it was a pain to cut flesh.

He was very humble.

He didn't even care about being embarrassed in front of the entire Nan Hong.

He knew in his heart that he had to fool around first to have a chance of survival.

If he opened the letter, there would be no room for maneuver.

Since Shen Yi didn't open the letter but handed it to him, it meant that the other party still wanted to negotiate.

However, at the moment when Liu Xingshan raised his eyes, he caught a trace of imperceptible... cruel mockery at the corner of the lips of the black-shirted young man.

The strong sarcasm seemed to be mocking him for still having the idea of ​​escaping. The calmness between the young man's eyebrows was as high and mighty as a fairy, indifferent to the mortal world.

The calm and graceful Nanyang Sect Master in everyone's eyes.

At this moment, in Liu Xingshan's eyes, a hint of his fierce nature was finally revealed.

"..."

Liu Xingshan's pupils shrank slightly, and he gradually reacted to the other party's attitude.

He staggered to his feet and looked around subconsciously. He saw six shadows standing quietly in the sky without making any sound. This did not mean that they disagreed with Shen Yi, but that they had to maintain the most basic respect when a sect master dealt with things.

Even if the one being dealt with was an elder of the Tianjian Sect, he was still a top-level powerful existence among the elders.

Although the seven sect disciples on the square were puzzled, it was obvious that no one dared to ask about the decision of the Nanyang Sect Master.

As for the invited guests, they were even more silent at this moment, watching this scene coldly.

In an instant, the whole world seemed to have turned into a silent dead zone.

"Is there really no room for negotiation?"

"Okay, okay, okay..."

Liu Xingshan nodded repeatedly, laughing miserably, knowing that he had no way out, and his fingertips touched his eyebrows.

Even if he died, he would try his best to make this sect master lose something.

For example, let the Nanhong forces see that the other party is still just a Baiyujing cultivator. Under the grandeur that the Nanhong Seven Sons deliberately created for him, he is actually just a cucumber egg that needs the protection of other sect masters.

The next moment, two large cities opened one after another.

Even if the Taoist soldiers of the third large city were destroyed by Su Hongxiu and it would take some time to recover, but when he was equipped with the Hongmeng Heavenly Sword and the heavy armor, he was still not an existence that ordinary elders could deal with.

"Don't know whether to live or die."

Wei Yuanzhou's face was slightly cold, and he quietly took a step forward.

Dare to openly disrespect a sect master at the Seven Sons Conference. Liu Xingshan didn't even want the last bit of dignity.

Beside him, Su Hongxiu suddenly stretched out her hand to stop him, and then put her fingertips on her eyebrows. Her expression could not show joy or anger, but the murderous intent in her eyes had almost condensed into substance. She said lightly: "I will handle the affairs of the Heavenly Sword Sect myself."

The other Taoists watched the excitement as if it had nothing to do with them.

The purple rainbow that Shen Yi showed was indeed terrifying, but they were still quite curious about his real strength.

Of course, if Su Hongxiu wanted to make a move, it didn't matter, there would be plenty of opportunities in the future anyway.

However, just when Su Hongxiu was about to rush out.

Shen Yi was still sitting on the top of the cloud. He quietly watched Liu Xingshan below, taking in the other party's furious appearance and the fierceness of fighting to the death.

He did not stand up, but just gently raised his right arm, and the black sleeves were slightly raised, revealing a white palm with distinct joints.

The palm stained with blood symbols casually covered the bottom.

There was no change in the field, only the six phantoms in the sky cast their eyes at the same time, and one of them said: "Huh?"

Boom——

Liu Xingshan held a long sword and wore heavy armor. He was a Baiyujing monk who opened three cities. Even though he was injured, he burst out his vitality and heritage with all his strength at this moment.

The sky and earth changed color, the sea of ​​clouds rolled, and it seemed that the surrounding mountains and waves were all trembling!

There were no more than two palms of people who could control him neatly.

The full strength of this Tianjian Sect elder even surpassed some Taoists, such as Bai Wu.

The distance that seemed to span the sky was just a stone's throw away for him.

"..."

Liu Xingshan drew his sword and rose up with a determination to die.

Then the whole person froze in the air.

His eyes were gradually occupied by the stars in the sky. Just when he was confused and wanted to see through it, he saw that the stars in the sky were actually retracted on their own!

The old man's turbid pupils returned to darkness.

But in this darkness, there was a tall figure covered in black armor and holding a black knife, blending into the night.

All these changes were only in Liu Xingshan's eyes.

Almost no one noticed that his wide-open eyes were suddenly filled with bloodshot, as if he had seen something unspeakably terrifying!

In the eyes of others, Elder Liu soared into the sky, then stayed where he was, covered by that distant hand.

In an instant, a faint smell of blood spread among the clouds.

The heavy armor on Liu Xingshan's body cracked, and blood marks appeared on his skin, and then it was divided into pieces along the lines.

Mixed with blood mist, it fell downwards with a click.

Until the Taoist soldiers turned into smoke and returned to the fairy city, the broken flesh fell into the clouds and mist, and sank into the depths of the mountains, as if nothing had happened.

Take this scene into your sight.

Su Hongxiu slowly lowered her palm from her forehead: "..."

Many Taoists stared blankly at the spot.

On the square, no matter the guests or disciples, they still hadn't figured out what happened, and could only look up at the sky like a log.

Above the long steps that towered like clouds.

Shen Yi had put on a dazzling white Nanyang robe without knowing when, and the wide hem of the robe was lifted in the wind.

He lowered his eyes slightly, sat upright on the chair, and wiped the non-existent blood stains on his hands.

Then he reached out to adjust his collar, then raised his head, tapped his chin and said, "Go on."