Begin immortality by slaying demons

Who would have thought.

In the depths of the surging Xihong, there stands a towering jade mountain whose top is invisible.

The mountain is clear and bright, with layers upon layers, and while it is beautiful and shimmering, it also holds a series of glazed pavilions in an orderly manner, and vaguely reveals the strict hierarchy.

The moment they saw this jade mountain, all the monks and demons stopped talking and lined up neatly to move forward.

Shen Yi glanced at the side casually, and seeing that no one was paying attention to him, the fingertips hidden in his sleeves flickered slightly, and the shapeshifting method that was specially prepared for sneaking into Nanhong was used again.

There was no exaggerated adjustment, but only a few changes in the details of the handsome face, with a little coldness between the eyebrows and eyes, and the corners of the lips seemed to have an indelible chill, which meant that strangers should stay away.

Shen Yi was quite familiar with things like changing his appearance, and adjusted his facial expression familiarly.

In an instant, he changed from a seemingly introverted young cultivator to a lone and aloof cultivator.

It can be seen that the so-called Dragon Concubine's birthday banquet is no less grand than the Seven Sons' Conference.

Even cultivators with the Three Cities Realm, who are already top elders of the Immortal Sect like Liu Xingshan in Nanhong, have to line up and approach the Jade Mountain.

The reason why Shen Yi made such a move was not only to prepare for what might happen next, but also because he had a new judgment on the degree of danger of this matter.

That Dragon Concubine... or in other words, there is a high probability that there is a person comparable to the Hedao Realm in this Jade Mountain.

Otherwise, how could they suppress this group of arrogant and powerful people.

Yu Lan seemed to be far away from Shen Yi, making the two seem unrelated, but in fact, she always kept a distance so that she could come back to help in the first time no matter what happened.

Like a long dragon, the team moved forward quickly.

Under the Jade Mountain, a black-backed dragon transformed into a human form and called out the names loudly: "Julu Sect, 100 bottles of Xuyang Zhendan, a Qingwang jade hairpin, to celebrate the birthday of the Dragon Concubine! The 66th floor invites you!"

After the names were called out, other black-backed dragon guards immediately stepped forward to lead the way.

Several Julu Sect monks looked back with a smile, and it was obvious that they were quite happy. They bowed and said goodbye to the many Taoist friends who had traveled with them before.

Being able to step into a higher position in this Jade Mountain also represents the status of the sect in Xihong.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, a beautiful woman wearing a gorgeous green feather long skirt and a graceful figure walked around. Even though her white and creamy skin was quite eye-catching, under her indifferent expression, no one, whether demons or monks, dared to look at her for a second.

Yu Lan ignored the black-backed dragon guards beside her and walked straight towards the Jade Mountain.

The guard's eyelids twitched. After sensing the faint aura of the heart flame on her body, he was silent for a moment, and then whispered to his colleague next to him: "Ninety-nineth floor."

The Liuli Qingfeng clan and the West Dragon Palace don't get along well. Although the specific name of this woman is unknown, based on this demeanor and her unfathomable strength, she must have a high status in the clan.

She came to the banquet alone, and still had this expression, she must have other thoughts.

It's better to arrange her closer to the Dragon Concubine.

After all, even if the ancestor of the Liuli Qingfeng clan came in person, he might not be able to get any advantage from the Dragon Concubine.

Thinking of this, the black-backed dragon guard moved his eyes back and continued to call out the names.

Soon, a figure in a black shirt walked over quietly.

Seeing that this person was about to walk over quietly, the guard's eyelids twitched again and knocked on the gift list on the table twice.

Bang bang.

What the hell! Are you really here to eat for free?

"..."

Shen Yi sighed in his heart. It would be a sin to waste the natural treasures he had collected with great effort on the demon.

He immersed his mind in the ring, scanned through Ke Laoqi's collection, and then picked out an ordinary string of beads and placed it on the table.

The black-backed dragon guard glanced at the string of beads in silence, opened his mouth, and didn't know whether to sing it out.

For the outside world, this string of beads is extremely rare. If you want to get one, you must pay a lot of money, but the problem is... this is something unique to the Dragon Palace. Taking something from the Dragon Palace to honor the Dragon Concubine? !

Wouldn't it be a bit too stupid.

The black dragon guard looked at the faint distress between the monk's eyebrows, and then observed the other party's dress, and felt angry and funny.

Where did this country bumpkin come from? His luck is too good to be true. He actually has such a strong cultivation base, which is not much inferior to those famous and famous geniuses of the big sects.

It seemed that he suddenly thought of something. As a casual cultivator with shallow knowledge, he didn't know what to give. He subconsciously thought of collecting things from the Dragon Palace. Although he seemed to be ignorant of the ways of the world, his sincerity was clear.

This is obviously a cultivator who came to seek refuge with the Dragon Concubine.

"Take him to the ninety-ninth floor."

After thinking about it, the black dragon guard whispered again.

Shen Yi's hearing was so sharp that he took this floor into his ears, and the distress in his eyes became more intense.

It's broken, I gave too much.

He raised his eyes slightly and looked at the Jade Mountain in front of him. He had to find a way to recover the loss.

...

The crystal clear dome and the ingenious lights.

Even each white floor tile was painted with different patterns, which combined together formed a magnificent painting.

There were also beauties dancing in the hall, their colorful clothes fluttering in the wind. They were pretty but not coquettish. Although their cultivation was not high, they did have quite a bit of temperament.

It can be seen that the owner of these palaces should not be a rough man who only knows how to fight and kill.

Shen Yi entered the palace relatively late.

Those who can enter this palace have extremely high status in Xihong, and most of them are even inextricably linked to a certain Hedao Realm.

Including the arrangement of seats, it is also quite particular.

For example, the Taoist of the Bihai Sect is also in the palace. The sect she went to ask for help must have a Hedao Realm Sect Master sitting in the hall. This kind of relationship with the Hedao Realm can be considered extremely close, so the seat is also in a very front place.

Yu Lan, who was mistaken for the Liuli Qingfeng clan, also sat in a similar place.

On the other hand, the black dragon guard quietly took Shen Yi to the corner: "Please."

It only left a simple word and turned away.

"..."

Shen Yi sat cross-legged. Although he was not used to this hierarchical atmosphere, he was still satisfied.

After all, in addition to the monks, the demons who can enter this hall must also have a lot of background.

Such a position is just convenient for him to observe secretly.

Of course, in addition to this, he really doesn't want anyone to come and talk to him. After all, he still doesn't know what the name of the Dragon Concubine is, how old she is, and how much life she has left.

Because he came late, the monks who came earlier had already started chatting with each other.

Shen Yi pretended to appreciate the beauty's dance, but his mind was elsewhere. Before he had time to listen carefully, he noticed the weirdness in the atmosphere.

This is also related to the too chaotic situation in Xihong.

They are all top forces, gathered together, and it is inevitable that there will be disputes between interests, and it is inevitable that they will talk in a weird way.

The only monks who can stay out of it are probably Shen Yi and the Taoist of the Bihai Sect.

Shen Yi doesn't care. After all, he has just arrived, and it is always a good thing to hear more gossip, which will facilitate his choice of targets in the future, and even to use the power of others.

The Taoist of the Bihai Sect had no interest at all. He sat with his eyes downcast, quietly sipping the wine.

However, the next moment, she slightly raised her eyes: "..."

Just because a sea snake monster seemed unwilling to let the atmosphere be so awkward, it slightly turned the topic to something else, something that had nothing to do with Xihong.

"Do you know why the master of the Qi family left Xihong and where he went?"

Hearing this, everyone immediately looked over with interest. After all, this was the birthday banquet of the Dragon Concubine. The master of the Qi family was not in Yushan. With his henpecked character, wasn't he afraid of offending the Dragon Concubine?

The sea snake smiled faintly: "The master of the Qi family led his troops to Nanhong for the Nanhong Seven Sons."

The four words "Nanhong Seven Sons" echoed in the hall, and many cultivators and demons showed doubts on their faces. Those who had a little reaction were all those big forces in the front position, and whispers slowly sounded.

They pondered for a moment, and they no longer had a clear concept of the famous force a hundred thousand years ago.

Since that incident, not to mention the Seven Sons, even the entire Nanhong seemed to have disappeared from the Hongze, disappearing without a sound.

The Bihai Sect Taoist closed his eyes, his expression calm.

Even when these cultivators and demons mentioned their own sects, their words were not respectful at all, and even a little teasing and ridiculing.

But as a Taoist, he still had some patience.

Besides, the current situation of the Nanyang Seven Sons... is also difficult, so it's not others' fault.

"Drink." Next to the Bihai Sect Taoist, a young man in gorgeous clothes casually raised his glass and whispered a word of comfort.

They are also a giant in Xihong, called Yunhe Sect. Although there is no second Hedao treasure land, the strength of the sect master is quite strong, and it is also one of the main targets of Nanyang Sect's request for assistance this time.

"I understand." The Bihai Sect Taoist raised the wine cup and responded calmly.

She came to ask for help, not to cause trouble. Moreover, Yunhe Sect brought her here, which proved to the Nanhong Seven Sons that they really had something to do. After finishing their business, the probability of going to Nanhong to help was still quite high.

However, before the wine cup was brought to his lips, the eyes of the Taoist of Bihai Sect suddenly turned cold.

"Of course, today is the birthday of the Dragon Concubine. Let's not talk about those fighting and killing things, and there is no need to talk about it."

According to the mouth of the sea snake monster, the West Dragon Palace has intervened in this matter, so the destruction of the Nanhong Seven Sons is only a matter of time.

100,000 years ago, under the leadership of the Qin Sect Master, plus six equally powerful Hedao Realm Sect Masters, a total of seven top-level powerhouses, they were extremely powerful in Hongze.

But after that incident, the peace between the cultivators and the demons was suddenly broken. Not to mention the bloody storm, but the swallowing of small forces by large forces happened from time to time, and the demons also took the opportunity to swallow up a lot of sect treasures.

In a life-and-death battle, heroes are more likely to emerge.

The current West Dragon Palace alone has more than seven great demons in the Hedao realm, not to mention the entire South Dragon Palace. The seven sons are also missing the strongest Qin Zongzhu. If no other forces intervene, the outcome is almost certain.

"What I want to tell you is a joke I heard."

Seeing that everyone's interest was aroused, the Sea Serpent Demon also stood up, and then lowered his head with a smile that couldn't be hidden: "As for the Seventh Son of Nanhong you know, he can still be leisurely and leisurely, and hold a grand meeting What kind of Seven Sons Conference, instead of making phoenix tails, make chicken heads, and take the guerrillas from Nanhong to disperse, it can be regarded as a reluctant experience of the original majesty. "

Hearing this, many demons already laughed loudly: "Besides the six of them, are there any other Hedao realm monks in Nanhong? How dare you call it a conference?"

Shen Yi listened quietly, probably reacting to something.

Although Nan Hong didn't know much about the outside world, Hong Ze actually knew very little about Nan Hong.

For Shen Yi, who once led a group of demon-suppressing generals and fought to the death with the Howling Moon Wolf King in Qingzhou, he knew very well how important this information gap was. The less the other party knew, the more important it was for Nanhong. favorable.

"..."

Yunhe Sect Daozi listened to the laughter around him and looked at the girl next to him with some worry.

Sure enough, Bihai Zong Daozi's face was already a bit chilly, and the wine cup he held up did not touch his red lips for a long time.

He smiled helplessly and stood up as well: "Whether there are other Hedao realms has nothing to do with us in Xihong. Besides, the Seventh Son of Nanhong are our seniors after all, and their background is extremely profound. Keep your gossip to a minimum to avoid getting into trouble. Let’s talk about something else.”

Hearing someone trying to dissuade him, everyone looked over subconsciously. After identifying his identity, although they didn't know the reason, they quickly stopped laughing and gave Yunhe Sect some face.

Even if there are several forces that are at odds with the Yunhe Sect, they will not tangle with each other over such trivial matters.

Feeling the sudden silence around him, the snake demon suddenly felt embarrassed. He leaned over and picked up the wine glass and took a sip. He explained: "Hey, how could they leave Nanhong? Tell me what they are afraid of... Besides, I don't want to talk about the Seventh Son of Nanhong." What nonsense, what I find funny is the Nanyang Sect that has been destroyed for many years.”

Hearing this, everyone's interest was raised again.

"I know Yang Daozi means well, but we are not outsiders, and our gossip won't spread, so why disturb the interest."

A majestic tiger monster is standing at the front of the entire hall. His strong arms are slowly resting on the table. His hair is unusually white, with black lines like ink. He looks very clean, and his realm is quite profound, even if it is not as good as The glazed green phoenix is ​​at least not inferior to the previous Young Master Youbo.

It propped up its lazy body and glanced at the sea snake demon lightly: "Say."

"..."

Yunhe Sect Daozi was silent for a moment, sighed, and sat back down again.

This big white tiger demon may not be much, but this is because the power behind it is quite powerful, so there is no need to send a real direct descendant of the same level as Daozi.

With the White Tiger Demon's permission, the sea snake regained a smile on his face: "The Seven Sons of Nanhong are quite big, so it's really inappropriate to make fun of them, but the reason why I mentioned the Seven Sons Conference is because of this conference... haha... "

At this point, it actually laughed out loud: "They elected a monk Bai Yujing as the seventh sect leader! Bai Yujing...the sect leader...that's why I suspect that Nanhong has no new Hedao for a long time." I’m a monk, otherwise why would I end up like this? Maybe if I go to Nanhong, I can become the leader of the Immortal Sect.”

"Bai Yujing, sect master?"

Anyone who can enter this hall and sit at the top of the list, who is not a monk who has ascended to Bai Yujing, also fell into brief astonishment after hearing this.

You know, the two words "Xianzong" are not called casually.

The premise is that there are immortals first.

In Hongze, only those in the Hedao realm can be called earth immortals to distinguish them from real immortals.

Upon hearing the news, even several elders of the Yunhe Sect turned their attention to the girl with a little surprise.

When the Seventh Son of Nanhong came to ask for help, they never mentioned that they were in such a state of despair.

"This is absolutely true. I still remember the name of that ignorant monk, Shen...Shen..." The sea snake monster scratched his head, then laughed and said, "I'm sorry, I don't remember!"

boom--

At this moment, a dull sound echoed through the hall, attracting everyone's attention.

I saw the young girl with good temperament who came with Yunhe Sect.

At this moment, his palms were resting quietly on the table.

She raised her eyes indifferently, staring at the snake demon, and slowly retracted her green-white palms. The wine dripped from her fingertips, leaving only fragments of the wine cup on the table.

This incident has seriously affected her mission to ask for help.

not to mention……

As the Daozi of the Seventh Son of Nanhong, no one would accept someone trampling on the majesty of their sect leader in full view of the public.

"Fellow Daoist?" Sea Snake was a little stunned, then smiled and said: "What's going on, but how did I offend you?"

"..."

Daozi of the Bihai Sect took a deep breath, with a chill on his lips, and stood up unhurriedly. Under the anxious gaze of Daozi of the Yunhe Sect, he simply stretched out his palm: "That's not true, it's just that We are all monks of the Immortal Sect, so some of us just can’t bear to hear the demon talking nonsense here.”

As she spoke, her fingertips suddenly opened an imperceptible gash, and a drop of scarlet blood floated slowly to the middle of the hall, making it slightly dazzling.

Faced with such an invitation to talk about death.

The sea snake was obviously unconscious. After a few breaths, it frowned, as if it had heard some extremely ridiculous joke: "Both... are both Immortal Sect monks?"

The remaining people in the hall also looked over with strange expressions.

The sea snake demon shook his head, and his voice was a little more playful: "Daoyou, you don't seem to be from Xihong? You can't be..."

Its tone suddenly became much colder, and his eyes flashed with cruelty: "From Nanhong?"

In Xihong, or in Hongze, there is no such thing as fellow immortal sect cultivators. The relationship between many immortal sects may not be as harmonious as that between a certain demon clan.

Such old-fashioned words make it difficult for people not to think of the silent place that has been disconnected from Hongze for a full 100,000 years.