Begin immortality by slaying demons

The faint smell of blood had not completely dissipated.

Elder Liu's roar seemed to still linger in everyone's ears, until the cold wind blew past, and the monks in the square shuddered together, feeling a chill from the soles of their feet along their spines to the top of their heads.

They instinctively raised their heads and looked up at the sky.

Shen Yi sat high on the long steps, his voice was not loud, but in this dead silence, it was enough for every monk to hear it very clearly.

The thin letter was stuck straight on the long table.

Until Liu Xingshan died, the letter was still not opened.

But no one would question what was wrong with this matter.

Not only Liu Xingshan's excited reaction, which almost confirmed that he had something to hide, but also Shen Yi's current identity, the other party was the sect master, and his words were golden... To put it bluntly, even if Liu Xingshan was really wronged, as long as the other six sect masters did not speak up today, no one would dare to stand up and save him.

Of course, the matter has been settled.

Elder Liu is the most powerful among the Seven Sons of Nanhong, second only to a few Daozi and the six sect masters. His status is unquestionable. His death should have been a major event that shook the entire Nanhong, but at this moment it was so silent and could not cause any waves.

Compared with the reason for his death, the cultivators were more shocked by the process of his death.

Even if Liu Xingshan was not in a good state, even if he only opened two cities, after all... he was still the famous elder of Tianjian Sect.

A stomp of his feet can cause a huge wave in Nanhong.

Facing the desperate attack of such a strong man, even Su Hongxiu or Wei Yuanzhou need to concentrate, and there is a risk of stumbling if they are not careful.

But Sect Master Shen did not even mean to stand up.

He just raised his palm lightly, without offering the Dao Palace or opening the Baiyujing Immortal City, and just pressed it down slowly.

Liu Xingshan's surging aura instantly calmed down.

The figure that rushed forward furiously was like a drop in the ocean, without causing any ripples, and then shattered into a pile of meat.

Being killed so easily!

How could this be the means that a cultivator in Baiyujing should have.

The Taoists who were originally looking forward to watching the excitement all fell into silence, and then they all cast fearful glances at the figure on the long steps.

"..."

Wei Yuanzhou's eyes twitched twice, and this subtle change was considered a bit out of control for him who was known for his calmness.

He knew that Shen Yi was making rapid progress, but his mood was not much different from other Taoists about the horrifying scene in front of him.

Because this was no longer something that could be explained by talent and enlightenment.

There was a rumor in ancient books that he became an immortal in one day, but the rumor was false after all, and the Shen Sect Master in front of him, who took less than a year to ascend to Baiyujing and crushed the same realm, was real.

Wei Yuanzhou couldn't think of a second possibility except the reincarnation of an immortal.

Even the palm strike just now was very much like the means of an immortal, otherwise how could he have easily killed Liu Xingshan? He was the elder Bai Yujing who had the ability to open the three cities, not a fish on the chopping board.

He suddenly felt a little scared.

If his sister was stronger at that time, and really caused some trouble to Sect Master Shen, and didn't let him know, and didn't leave him a chance to make up for it... then it would definitely not be as simple as sealing his cultivation and imprisoning him.

Beside Wei Yuanzhou.

Su Hongxiu stood with her hands down, staring closely at the place where Liu Xingshan fell. She closed her eyes, and a solemn expression appeared on her face with a slightly mature charm. The tip of her nose twitched slightly, as if she smelled something.

It was the smell of a sword, like some kind of sword body that he didn't know.

In addition to this... there are also Taoist soldiers.

If I'm not mistaken, it should be the Hongmeng Heavenly Soldiers.

At the moment when Liu Xingshan's body was shattered, these vague auras only appeared for a moment, but they were still captured by Su Hongxiu's keen perception.

It seems to be just a palm, but there are many things in it.

Liu Xingshan's death is not unjust.

Su Hongxiu opened her eyes, and she was not proud of noticing these things. Instead, she looked at Shen Yi with a more solemn and amazed look.

The deeper you look, the more you can know how terrifying it is.

Before, she was thinking about when Shen Yi would grow up to the point where she would really be interested in fighting, but after this scene, the only thing left in her mind was how to win and how to deal with this palm.

Even if the third city is opened, can it win?

When this thought came to her, Su Hongxiu was stunned.

You know, when she faced Liu Xingshan before, she thought that if she used all her strength, she could kill him with one sword, but now she actually doubted herself because of Shen Yi.

"There will always be a chance to make friends."

Su Hongxiu slowly turned her eyes away. She couldn't look any further, otherwise she would only be confused, afraid before the battle, and lack of Taoism.

"Why did they suddenly... fight..."

Fairy Baohua subconsciously cast a look at her master. It was not because she was weak-minded, but simply because she was a little younger than those Nanhong Taoists, and she lacked experience.

More importantly, this matter involved Shen Yi, and she was inexplicably upset.

"..."

The old woman holding the cane shook her head gently at Fairy Baohua, signaling her apprentice to be quiet, but she seemed calm, but the envy in her eyes could not be faked.

It is worthy of being the largest human force in Nanhong.

Such a young cultivator has the strength that even this old lady is slightly surprised.

No wonder he was supported to ascend to the position of the sect master before he merged with the Dao.

Such a prodigy, let alone in Nanhong, is the object of competition among major forces even in the whole Hongze.

These major forces even include the Dragon Palace.

They should not mind letting a purple-bearded white dragon known as a fairy fall in love with them, just like they did with Xuanqing many years ago. During that period, the Dragon Palace and the human forces were the most peaceful, not disturbing each other, and living separately on land and water.

This immortal couple saved countless cultivators from danger and gained a very precious time of cultivation.

Thinking of the four words "immortal couple".

The corners of the old woman's lips showed a hint of mockery, and a murderous intent that no one could detect.

Some beasts, no matter how many beautiful sentences are used to decorate them, no matter how many beautiful names are given to them, they are born to be ridden by others!

Xuanqing, you are really blind...

"This."

Fairy Baohua found that Master suddenly fell into that kind of contemplation again, and her face was slightly stagnant. Master was probably the only one in the field who could still have a wandering mind in this situation.

Fortunately, there were other giants in the Hedao realm in the field.

The six sect leaders quickly retracted their gazes. They had different thoughts, but it was not suitable to discuss at the Seven Sons Conference.

Wei Yuanzhou's idea was actually very normal.

Although Nanhong was a bit remote, it was also in contact with the outside world. Things like the reincarnation of immortals were not unheard of... Let's not talk about immortals, it's better to be frank, what is the relationship between Shen Yi and Senior Brother Qin?

This young cultivator was born in Nanyang.

But others could not see any fear of the outside world from him. He seemed to have accepted this matter the moment he stepped out, and his goal was extremely clear.

In a short period of time, not only did his cultivation soar, but he also had a complete feud with the Dragon Palace.

According to the news that several sect leaders have quietly observed these days, this young man has never done anything else. He either offended the Dragon Palace or was on his way to offend the Dragon Palace.

Shen Yi's thoughts can be seen from the blood talisman that he deliberately revealed when he raised his palm just now.

It is not enough for Senior Brother Qin to train a Taoist who can kill dragons, and now he wants to do it a second time? Or is it Senior Brother Qin himself who intends to come back to help his disciple to establish this title?

The six sect leaders lowered their eyes and looked at the figure on the chair.

On that fair and handsome face, there was the same calmness as Senior Brother Qin in the past, which made them fall into a brief trance for a while.

There was a little confusion in the eyes of the Qingyue Sect Leader: "..."

What are you doing back here? Do you want revenge?

But there are no enemies in Hongze. Your enemies come from the sky.

Senior Brother, do you want to take us with you to die... It's not that we can't die, but I'm worried that even if we die, we won't be able to breathe.

"Continue."

The Wushuang Sect Master gently raised his palm, and when his voice spread, everyone's mind suddenly calmed down.

Forget about Liu Xingshan for the time being.

The entire Seven Sons Conference was carried out in an orderly manner according to the previously formulated process.

More than a dozen Baiyujing elders stood up, stepped on the auspicious clouds and ascended into the sky, holding the jade order in their hands, and began to read the decree loudly.

When those obscure scriptures came out of their mouths, the white clouds gathered into a big crane and took it up, and spread its wings to all directions, the name of the new sect master of Nanhong Seven Sons would spread throughout Nanhong at the fastest speed, and even to further places.

Whether it was the mountains or the oceans, countless creatures would know this major event that could shake the situation in Nanhong.

Seven white rainbows shone brightly, the spiritual mountain trembled, the sky sword swept up, the blue waves became more turbulent, and the white clouds lingered, and the clear moon concealed its brilliance.

Against their backdrop, the huge sun hanging high in the sky looked even more dazzling, and the warm light enveloped this rare beauty.

The guests stood up and saluted.

The disciples of the Immortal Sect stepped in unison, holding the swords in both hands, and knelt on one knee towards the figure at the top.

"..."

On the long steps, Shen Yi still sat quietly. He was not a humble cultivator who had just arrived in Hongze today. The swaying white robe of Nanyang represented the entire Nanyang Sect and more than 180 vassals.

At this moment, the lives of these people depended on him.

Of course, that's what he said.

But it was still boring.

Shen Yi closed his eyes and recalled the taste of slashing with the ink blade before. The Taoist soldiers and ordinary magic weapons were completely different. It looked like just a knife, but in fact it was the blessing of the entire Immortal City for the cultivators.

After all, it was the first time to sacrifice the Immortal City.

After using the Wusheng Palm, Shen Yi took the initiative to remove the confusing effect of Tianyan 49, and also wanted to try what difference he had with the cultivators of the same realm after he spent so much demon life on Baiyujing.

However, the result disappointed him a little.

It was not that there was any problem with the effect of the ink blade or the black armor, but mainly because Liu Xingshan was in a wrong state. Whether it was his breath or his state of mind, it seemed that he had suffered great damage and could not exert his strength at all.

As a result, Shen Yi won very easily, and the gap between the Taoist soldiers was not reflected at all.

Forget it, there is always a chance.

Shen Yi opened his eyes, his eyes swept over the Taoists below, and then glanced in a certain direction.

...

The white crane spread its wings and disappeared into the clouds.

Beyond the Seven Sons of Nanhong, there is a jagged floating island. Three figures stand with their hands behind their backs, quietly watching the white crane leave.

The leader is a snake dragon.

It is dressed in gorgeous clothes, puffing out its tongue, its vertical pupils exuding a chill, and its voice is indifferent: "Give them a little face in the end."

Even if the Dragon Palace is 90% sure that the invasion of the aquatic tribe this time is related to the Seven Sons of Nanhong.

But after all, there is no evidence.

There is no need to disturb the Seven Sons Conference.

But...

It's only today.

The snake dragon holds the Dragon Palace Prince's decree. This time, it must ask for an explanation for the Fifth Prince and the Four Dragon Grandsons.

It is meaningless for the Seven Sons of Nanhong to use the conference as an excuse to delay time. The whole Nanhong knows what kind of character the prince of their family is.

Either ignore it, or if it shows up, it will come to ask for punishment as half of the Lord of Nanhong.

How can it accept something that comes back empty-handed?

"I also want to see how they are going to fool around with this matter." The demon general behind him also showed a ferocious expression.

The lives of so many water tribe warriors cannot be perfunctorily dealt with with just one sentence.

As the saying goes, courtesy comes before force. If the seven sons of Nanhong are unwilling to take the step given by the Dragon Palace, they naturally have other ways to deal with it.

In the eyes of these demon generals, this is actually a very good opportunity.

The Southern Dragon King is still alive, and the Western Dragon Palace will definitely support it with all its strength. While the Seven Sons Conference has just ended and the eyes of all the forces of Nanhong are gathered here, it is better to have a real fight.

Even if the seven sons cannot be annihilated in one fell swoop, under the joint efforts of the two Dragon Palaces, at least this group of cultivators can be seriously injured, their face will be lost, and their forces will fall apart, and they will not have a chance to turn over for tens of thousands of years.

How can others sleep soundly beside the tiger's couch?

Even if the Nanhong Seven Sons act calm, they are still a powerful force that cannot be underestimated. This makes the Dragon Palace warriors often timid when doing things.

"If you don't follow the rules, you must give an explanation." The remaining demon general who looked a little dull slowly raised his head and looked in the direction where the seven white rainbows converged.

"What do you want to explain?"

At this moment, a hoarse voice came from behind it.

The demon general suddenly tensed up and looked back subconsciously. Before he could speak, he heard sarcastic words from the other side.

"Your rules are worthy of being called rules?"

"..."

The leading snake dragon clenched its claws. It was only a breath time, and it felt sweaty. As a Baiyujing demon general who was deeply trusted by the prince, it didn't notice the approach of others at all.

The corner of his eye quickly swept to the side.

The next moment, the pupils filled with coldness slowly spread out.

Behind the three of them, a majestic figure several feet tall stood quietly. The huge dragon horns were intimidating, the sharp lower jaw had dense dragon beards, the body was so strong that it was almost bursting, and the chest and abdominal muscles were as thick as blue bricks.

The whole body was like a towering mountain, covered with rough golden scales.

Standing with his hands hanging down, looking indifferent, it gave people an endless sense of oppression, as if they were suffocating.

The snake looked to the other side.

The same majestic figure walked slowly over, with a black gold color on his body, and the arms sticking out of the shell were as thick as giant trees. Even the surface of his skin was as rough as rocks, and there was a playful smile on his fierce face.

These two uninvited guests seemed strange and abnormal.

Not only was there a terrifying aura emanating from their bodies, but also their old monster bodies that had obviously lived through hundreds of thousands of years, but they were completely energetic.

"Where did this old monster come from?"

The snake dragon swallowed and unconsciously took a step back.

In theory, a big monster that can live for so long should at least be like the prince, with strength comparable to the Hedao realm.

But the cultivation of these two demons is obviously not that high, but just talking about the demon body, it seems that it has developed to the extreme, and the nobleness of its bloodline...To be disrespectful, it feels to the snake dragon that it is even more amazing than His Royal Highness the Prince.

"Who are you and dare to interfere in the affairs of the Dragon Palace?!" The snake dragon asked calmly.

The two strange big monsters haven't replied yet, but the dull demon general seems to have seen something unbelievable. It stared at the eyebrows of the yellow dragon, and the more it looked, the more familiar it felt. Finally, it uttered a sentence that even it didn't believe.

"Thirteen... Master Thirteen?"

"..."

Ke Shisan looked over, then slowly raised his hand, and five sharp dragon claws slowly opened.

In an instant, the powerful demonic power exploded, enveloping the body of the demon general, and rolled it back to his side amidst its panicked roar.

Ke Shisan's dragon claws firmly grasped the demon general's head and lifted it up in the air, his eyes full of indifference.

It said lightly: "You should call me, the East Palace Master... Be more careful in your next life."

Before the voice fell, the demon general's head had exploded in Ke Shisan's palm, and the sticky blood plasma dripped down his fingertips and was casually thrown away.

"You!"

The other demon general stared at this scene in a daze, and then rushed to the side without hesitation.

However, before leaving the floating island, its sight was occupied by a dark black light.

Boom!

Wu Jun hit it with his shoulder brazenly. He was supposed to send the monster flying back to the floating island, but he didn't expect that under the terrifying and unspeakable force, the bones of the monster's body shattered. The monster's body exploded into minced flesh!

"..." Ke Shisan glanced at it silently.

"..." Wu Jun was stunned for a moment, then patted the blood stains on his shoulder helplessly: "I will be responsible for collecting the corpses."

The snake dragon sniffed the blood on the tip of its nose and looked at the two monsters silently.

Before he even took action, the two men had already started talking about collecting the corpses.

Is this old golden dragon really related to the thirteen dragon grandsons?

And the other party claims to be the master of the East Palace... What kind of palace is that?

Why has it never heard of such a force in Nanhong? Could it be that it came from outside?

But none of this matters.

The most important thing now is your own life.

"You two, I am here on the order of the Crown Prince of Nanlong Palace to ask me about the disaster of the Shui Tribe with the Seventh Prince of Nanhong. Moreover, the two armies are fighting and the envoys will not be killed. If you two insist on going your own way and break the rules, I am afraid there will be consequences. Something terrible is coming."

The snake dragon held up the decree without hesitation, as if grasping a life-saving straw.

But the decree that made all the forces in Nanhong fearful made the big black turtle monster laugh out loud.

"laugh."

Wu Jun walked towards the snake dragon step by step, suddenly put his arms around the other person's neck, and then pointed at his face: "Do you know me?"

"Ho!" The snake dragon was still immersed in the monster's astonishing body, and the palm that seemed to be waving at random made it feel that it was inevitable to avoid it.

When I heard the question at this moment, I subconsciously replied: "I don't know him."

"That's fine then."

The smile on Wu Jun's face slowly faded, becoming as cold as Ke Shisan's: "So, why do you think I care about your rules?"

In an instant, the rich black light flowed on the snake dragon's body like ink, covering it all at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Ho! Ho!"

The snake dragon still grasped the decree and raised it high, his eyes widened and his breathing heavy: "My prince is a true dragon comparable to the Hedao realm!"

Just as it said that, it suddenly heard a muffled sound coming from its body.

I saw that the entire abdomen was penetrated by a huge sharp claw from behind.

Then the dragon's claws clenched tightly, crushing its internal organs.

Ke Shisan slowly withdrew his right paw.

The snake dragon stumbled and fell to the ground, its whole body wrapped in black light. It clutched its lower abdomen and stared at the two majestic figures in disbelief.

However, there was no chance for it to say anything more.

Wu Jun had already raised his foot and stepped over boldly!

While crushing the snake dragon's body, he also trampled the decree under his feet.

It lowered its eyes and looked down. Not only did it not lift its foot, it even ran over it casually a few more times, with a mocking smile on its face: "I know you can see it."

Wu Jun crushed the decree bit by bit, with a hint of provocation in his voice: "Don't accept it?"

It stretched out two fingers and tapped its temples lightly, its expression gradually becoming more and more aggressive: "My master, I'm waiting for you to come to me, huh, the prince... he's just a reptile from Nanhong."

"As for now, you can get out."

Wu Jun withdrew his eyes and completely trampled the decree to pieces.

And far away under the water.

In the splendid Prince's Palace.

The old dragon wearing a crown and fine clothes sat between the thrones, looking as quiet as sleeping, but through the crown, one could see its expressionless face, which was extremely gloomy at this moment.

It stared silently into nowhere.

After a long time, he finally closed his eyes.

There was a chill on the corner of his lips that was chilling to the bone, and its sigh echoed throughout the hall.

Has Nanlong Palace been silent for too long?

Now not only the Seven Nanhong Sons, but also those chaotic forces dare to come in and step on them?

In that case, give it a try.

Give it a try and see if Nanlong Palace has really fallen to the point where everyone can be bullied.

In an instant, the figure of the Crown Prince of Nanlong Palace disappeared between the thrones.

When it reappeared, it had already arrived at the blue brick hall in the deepest part of the water. It stood in front of the rough yellow dragon statue, raised its hands towards the abyss cave entrance and saluted: "Father, I, my son, come to see you."

Ke Laosi knelt on the ground and begged for an unknown amount of time without receiving any response. The abyss cave finally showed a trace of life at this moment.

An old and deep voice floated along the water waves.

"allow."

A simple word contains boundless majesty.

In the abyss, a pair of golden eyes slowly lit up, and the dark green pupils seemed to be the most malicious thing in the world.