Begin immortality by slaying demons

Xihong, Wanxiang Pavilion.

The wide reception platform is paved with plain bricks and stones, which looks very low-key, but the many statues erected around it reveal some ancient atmosphere, giving people a sense of vicissitudes of time.

But as long as the cultivators who know this sect know their details, they are well aware of their background.

The more newly rising the sect is, the more they want to put on a layer of old skin.

The sense of vicissitudes on Wanxiang Pavilion is too deliberate, but it is inferior.

However, they were not in the right position.

It was through tricky means, taking advantage of the quarrel between the cranes, snipes and clams, when others had not yet reacted, relying on the well-informed information, without spending a single soldier, picked up this great bargain of the Hedao treasure land.

From a third-rate force, it jumped into a real immortal sect.

It was precisely because of this incident that the cultivators of Wanxiang Pavilion tasted the sweetness.

If a humble person wants to climb up in the chaotic land and water of Xihong, he must be willing to take a gamble and have the courage to seize the opportunity!

What's the point of being the last in the immortal sect?

Since you can seize a piece of the main sect's land, you can seize the second branch sect's precious land.

Wuliang Daohuang Sect intervened in Xihong, and the seven sons of Nanhong also wanted to share a piece of the pie, and even disguised their identities and killed Pan Boyang, which was the first fire.

Wanxiang Pavilion has already seen the storm in advance.

This is a great situation, and it must not be missed!

Climbing on Xilong Palace is just the first step of the plan. As long as they can get enough information, there are still many things they can do.

At this moment.

In the main hall of the inner gate of Wanxiang Pavilion.

Almost all the powerful men of the sect gathered together, neatly divided into two sides, with a solemn expression and a bit of excitement that they tried hard to hide.

The atmosphere in the main hall was silent, with only a slight breathing sound.

Calculating the time, my Daozi should have been in contact with Qi Qiye by now, but I don't know what kind of good price he can negotiate for Wanxiang Pavilion.

Click, click, click.

Wanxiang Pavilion's Great Elder Lu Qing sat on the main seat with his eyes closed, tapping the armrest lightly with his fingertips, occasionally raising his eyelids to glance at the jade slip beside his palm. He was obviously a little impatient because he didn't get a response for a long time.

After all, in addition to being a Daozi, Lu Mingchuan is also his grandson.

Generally speaking, a serious immortal sect will never have such a situation where the great elder and the Daozi are from the same family.

While the elders assist the Daozi, they also need to play a restraining role, which is more conducive to the sect to make more correct judgments.

Just from this point, it can be seen that Wanxiang Pavilion actually still retains the style of a third-rate force.

After all... even their own Hedao Realm Sect Master is surnamed Lu.

"Uncle Four, no news yet?" Finally someone couldn't sit still. Could it be that Daozi was so capable that he could have such a good chat with Qi's Seventh Master with only the cultivation of the Second City, and he didn't even have time to respond to the sect's message?

Or did he say something happened and was ignored by Qi's Seventh Master, and was unwilling to respond for the time being.

No one would think that Daozi was in trouble. After all, the strength of the Dragon Palace was obvious to all, and Daozi himself was also on guard against Qi Qi. If they regretted it, at least a message could be sent back.

"What's the hurry? And what time is it now? Who allowed you to call me Fourth Uncle?"

Lu Qing frowned and glared at him. Just as he was about to scold him a few more times, his face changed slightly.

In addition to him, the rest of the people in the field also stood up and looked outside the hall, with a touch of surprise and fear between their eyebrows.

Just outside the treasure land of Wanxiang Pavilion, above the reception platform, a golden light fell from the sky, like a rainbow bridge across the sky.

This is the performance of the Golden Book of Reception.

But normally, Xihong monks rarely use this thing when visiting each other. It is too formal and makes them look like they have no sense of direction.

Everyone thought of the group of Nanhong barbarians unconsciously.

"What's going on?"

The Daozi has not responded yet, but these Nanhong barbarians came to visit the sect first?

Many people's faces became a little nervous.

Lu Qing did not speak for a long time, but just quietly sensed the golden rainbow bridge until he found that there was only one figure on it, wearing a black shirt, with a handsome face that looked so young, not one of the six giants in the Hedao realm.

He breathed a sigh of relief silently, with a bit of ferocity in his eyes: "What are you nervous about? It's just a fish that slipped through the net without eyes. Now it's sent to the door on its own initiative. This is a good thing, and it's worth celebrating!"

It is estimated that it was one of the Daozi of Nanhong, and perhaps he didn't discuss it with others, and bumped into the target of the request for help.

In this case, let's stay first, don't let him ruin the big event of Wanxiang Pavilion!

Thinking of this, Lu Qing put on a gentle smile, then stepped out and disappeared in the hall.

He stepped on the auspicious cloud and flew up, laughing heartily, and said loudly: "Wanxiang Pavilion is sorry for not welcoming you from afar, I hope you don't mind! Please come in quickly!"

"..."

Outside Wanxiang Pavilion, Shen Yi quietly looked at everything in front of him.

Looking at the magic circle that was quickly unfolding under his feet.

A trace of incomprehension flashed across his eyes. After all, for a sect leader who had to lock up his own formation when he went out, it was really a very dangerous thing to invite the other party to join the sect without asking the identity of the visitor.

But it was exactly what he wanted.

Shen Yi nodded politely without hesitation, and then stepped into the magic circle.

His action fell into the eyes of many cultivators in the Wanxiang Pavilion, and they all breathed a sigh of relief. It was indeed the same as what the great elder thought. If he really knew what they were planning, how could this boy dare to enter the treasure land.

Cry to the sky and the earth, but no one will answer.

No matter how powerful you are, you can only stay here in despair.

"Look, he still has to thank us." An elder shook his head with a smile.

Lu Qing looked back casually, and many cultivators below understood his meaning. They retreated to the back with a calm expression and began to prepare silently.

Since it has been decided to do it, it must be done ruthlessly enough.

Instead of being polite with this Nan Hong Daozi and deceiving him to stay in the sect, it is better to directly kill all hidden dangers in the bud.

"Daoyou, please come this way."

Lu Qing always felt that something was wrong, because the demeanor shown by this young cultivator was a little too quiet, and it didn't seem like he was coming to ask for help, and of course, it didn't seem like he was coming to make trouble.

More like... a little shy?

"Please take a seat in the hall."

Lu Qing invited him again, and then he saw Shen Yi following him obediently. Although he did not respond, he looked around with a little curiosity.

Is he a mute?

Lu Qing secretly complained, but did not show it. No matter who he is, he would catch him first and then interrogate him slowly.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, the two slowly walked towards the hall.

Lu Qing glanced to the side and found that several elders below had already made a prepared gesture. He then retracted his gaze and found that the young black-shirted monk also retracted his gaze almost at the same time.

The moment the two looked at each other, Lu Qing looked at the dark eyes and instinctively felt a little palpitation.

"What's wrong with you, fellow Daoist? If there is anything, let's go into the hall and talk in detail."

Lu Qing concealed his embarrassment and smiled kindly.

The others stood far away on both sides, and the murderous intent on their faces became more and more obvious.

"No need to go in, everyone is here." Shen Yi finally spoke.

Somewhat unexpectedly, this young monk was not only not mute, but also had an inexplicably clear voice.

Hearing this, Lu Qing's feeling of something wrong finally came out. He put away his smile and asked tentatively: "I almost forgot... I haven't asked you yet, where are you from?"

Shen Yi did not answer, but lifted his skirt and sat down on the stone steps of the hall, like an outsider.

He clearly did not open his mouth, but a cold and rough voice rang in everyone's ears.

"Ten Thousand Demons Hall."

"Hiss!" Many monks of the Wanxiang Pavilion had their hair standing up, and suddenly looked over, and then instinctively raised their heads.

I saw a tall figure there at some point.

The other party clearly maintained a human form, but was still several feet tall, with broad shoulders, and looked like a small mountain.

The gorgeous dragon horns, the scales that looked like they were cast in gold, and the indifferent and fierce dragon head all made everyone breathe several times heavier.

A big demon!

To be precise, it was a dragon demon with extremely noble blood, even far superior to the West Palace!

In its palm, the sharp five fingers were like holding a small bowl, and the nails were firmly embedded in the skull of the great elder Lu Qing, holding it casually in his hand.

"Crack! Crack!"

Lu Qing's face was covered with blood, his facial features were hideous, and his eyes were almost bulging out of his eye sockets.

He struggled desperately, trying to burst out the vigorous breath of his body, but under the shock of the demonic energy that was as turbulent as a river, he could only let his body sway like a piece of bacon, which looked ridiculous.

He could achieve such a crushing suppression.

The realm of this powerful dragon demon is self-evident.

Thinking of the three words just now.

Wan Yao Palace...

Everyone's mind suddenly flashed with a new piece of news, which was revealed by the Crown Prince of Nanlong Palace about the Palace Master.

In that news, there was also a strange dragon monster, who was fierce and murderous.

The monks of Wanxiang Pavilion gradually matched the rumored East Palace Master with the appearance of the demon in front of them.

So... it was not the bluff of the Seven Sons of Nanhong.

A transcendent giant that dared to attack the Wuliang Daohuang Sect really came to Xihong!

It was my guess that I was wrong!

And now, my group of idiots welcomed them into the sect without any defense.

"This... East Palace Master! I don't know how my Wanxiang Pavilion has offended you, and why you are here today?"

An elder stepped back tremblingly and asked tremblingly.

Puff--

Under the infusion of powerful demonic power, Ke Shisan responded to them with actual actions.

In its palm, the body of Great Elder Lu Qing exploded and turned into a blood mist.

This action turned into two silent words, resounding in everyone's mind.

Destroy the sect!

There is such an unreasonable and tyrannical force in the world, who wants to destroy the whole family without any grudges.

How dare Hongze, who is blessed by the immortals, be so vicious? !

But it is also because of this that the monks of Wanxiang Pavilion completely cut off the idea that the demon palace was pretended by the Seven Sons of Nanhong. The group of Nanhong barbarians would never dare to get acquainted with such a brutal demon, and they were not qualified to command the dragon clan with such noble blood.

"Master!"

Lu Qing was killed without any resistance, which made the monks of Wanxiang Pavilion truly realize the terrifying gap between the strengths of the two sides, which could not be filled by courage and means.

Therefore, their last move was to shout at the sky at the top of their lungs!

If it were somewhere else, with the character of the sect master, he might ignore their lives and choose to protect himself, but this is in the treasure land, unless the other party wants to fall from the Hedao realm, there is no way to retreat.

Moreover, being in the treasure land is also the strongest state of the sect master.

After all, the other party is the sky here!

Ke Shisan disappeared, and the sharp claws waved casually, easily tearing the body of a cultivator.

Under such a one-sided slaughter without any resistance.

Everyone hurriedly used the teleportation method and sacrificed various Taoist soldiers to try to escape from this place, but the skills they relied on were not much stronger than tofu under the golden claws.

Clang——

Just when the dragon claw tried to penetrate a cultivator's body again, it was finally stopped by something.

It was a breath, only three feet long, like an invisible sword.

Just looking at the appearance, let alone compared with the Taoist weapons of the Baiyujing monks, even many methods of the Qi training realm are much more conspicuous than it looks.

But it was such a Qi sword that saved the monk's life and injured Ke Shisan for the first time.

There was a gap between its claws. If it were not for its stone body, it would have been full of blood red blood.

A sigh came from the sky, revealing a bit of indifference to the secular calm.

"Master Dong Palace, why is it so? Can't we sit down and discuss it?"

At the moment when these words were heard, almost all the monks of Wanxiang Pavilion seemed to have taken a reassurance pill and stopped running away breathlessly.

"..."

Ke Shisan stared at the Qi sword in his palm in silence.

After a moment, there was an exaggerated arc at the corner of its mouth. It was a hideous smile, revealing sharp white dragon teeth.

The smile contained a strong murderous intent, which was the rage of humiliation in front of the master!

Ke Shisan didn't like being as noisy as Wu Jun.

So he suddenly clenched his palm and made the Qi sword suddenly shatter.

Before everyone could react, he waved his arm, and a huge dragon claw that covered the sky and the sun appeared between heaven and earth, like five high mountains side by side, tearing the sky as violently as tearing clothes!

"You are not worthy of discussing with this hall master, you just need to be responsible for dying."

Under the huge dragon claw, an old figure in a long gown fell out from behind the clouds in a mess, no longer as calm as when he spoke just now.

He pinched the magic formula continuously, and the Qi swords like the one just now suddenly increased by tens of millions, covering the entire sky.

Crack! Crack! Crack!

The Qi swords gathered into a river and flowed freely, and then crashed into the five mountain-like dragon claws.

One after another, the shattering also left dense scratches on the dragon claws.

This was a battle between two masters of the Hedao realm, which made the entire Wanxiang treasure land tremble!

In the mortal world far away from the inner gate, the sky collapsed and the earth sank, and the sun and the moon were afraid, as if the world was destroyed!

"That hall master, please listen to me!"

The master of Wanxiang Pavilion was caught off guard. At this moment, he temporarily stopped the fierce monster and finally spoke again.

Without the cover of heaven and earth, he looked like an ordinary old man, with some indelible cunning between his eyebrows, and even a little wretched.

This time, he was not talking to Ke Shisan, but looking at the young man sitting on the stone steps in front of the hall. Behind him, a well-behaved little girl appeared.

Compared with a dragon monster, it is obvious that cultivators are easier to communicate.

And with the other party's calm demeanor, it is likely that he is the real person in charge of the action of Wan Yao Hall this time, and his status is likely to be higher than that of the East Hall Master.

"..."

Shen Yi looked up and didn't expect that there was something for him here.

In fact, he wanted to take this opportunity to observe the means of the Hedao Realm, so as to make plans for future arrangements.

At least for now, with Ke Shisan's strength, he is actually at a disadvantage, but he doesn't know how much he has lost to the old man.

"Listen to me, no matter how Wanxiang Pavilion offended your palace, I am willing to apologize... Why bother to make both sides lose, you know, we Hedao cultivators still have the last resort, just relying on you, the East Palace Master..."

As a giant in the Hedao Realm, the Wanxiang Pavilion Master does not have the demeanor of a strong man, probably because the treasure land was picked up.

Hearing the word "both sides lose", Ke Shisan's face was full of murderous intent again, and he suddenly smashed the long river of sword energy with a palm, pointing directly at the old man!

"You..."

The Wanxiang Pavilion Master stared at Shen Yi, but found that after listening, the young man casually turned his eyes away, as if he had no interest in what he proposed.

Knowing that there was no room for maneuver in this matter.

The old man glanced at the fierce dragon claws with his peripheral vision, and a bit of ferocity suddenly emerged in his eyes: "Do you really think I am afraid of you! I can seize a piece of precious land in Xihong with Bai Yujing's strength, so who is not a villain?"

"Who is more cruel? You are still a little naive!"

The next moment, his body quietly sat back in the world.

At the same time, the faces of the monks who were watching on the side suddenly changed drastically, and they instinctively wanted to escape, but suddenly realized that they had no place to escape.

Then they knelt on the ground with a plop, and the wailing for mercy resounded all around: "Master, spare my life!"

Instantly, their bodies began to vaporize, as if returning to their essence, and gathered towards the figure in the sky.

In the turbulent breath, an invisible sword that spanned the sky and earth and condensed like a substance quickly took shape, casually used the sword body to swing away the attacking dragon claws, and then the sword tip actually pointed at the figure on the stone steps.

Compared to severely injuring the golden dragon.

The master of Wanxiang Pavilion knew the principle of capturing the king first.

He cast his eyes indifferently, and then his pupils flickered.

The young man faced the Xuanqing Sword that even he was extremely afraid of, and he just fiddled with the gold bracelet on his wrist, without any intention of dodging.

Thinking of this, the master of Wanxiang Pavilion began to sacrifice more lives: "I want to see, you are just a Bai Yujing, what qualifications do you have to pretend in front of me!"

Along with the voice, the big sword finally stabbed down brazenly!

However, under the suspicious gaze of the Wanxiang Pavilion Sect Master, it did not touch Shen Yi's body, and even failed to approach the flowing breath released by the golden bracelet.

In front of the hundreds of feet long Xuanqing Sword, the petite figure was like an ant, almost negligible.

She stood in the air, with her white and tender palm against the sword.

Then it shook gently.

The fine cracks covered the entire Xuanqing Sword in an unstoppable manner, and then it collapsed like a landslide.

The black horse-faced skirt rippled slightly, and her delicate and well-behaved childish face was so frightening that people dared not look directly at it.

"..."

The Wanxiang Pavilion Sect Master sat cross-legged in the air in a daze.

Ke Shisan retracted his dragon claws, rubbed his wrist, and said lightly: "This is you who wanted to change people, don't regret it... evil brother, sneer."

Listening to the teasing and mocking meaning in the dragon monster's mouth.

Although the old man's face was flushed, he had no intention of refutation. He suddenly spread his palms, and the original intention of sacrifice began to spread to the outer gate, and even enveloped the mortal world in the entire treasure land.

Only in this way can he reduce the huge pressure in his heart when facing this little girl.

He took the old man's actions into his eyes.

Shen Yi finally stood up and cast a look at Ke Shisan: "Let's go together, move faster."

Hearing this, Ke Shisan became excited again.

It originally thought that its performance just now would disappoint the master.

Unexpectedly, there is still a chance.

The next moment, the majestic golden dragon finally showed a huge figure that was more terrifying than the previous Xuanqing Sword. As the dragon beard soared, the terrifying dragon roar resounded all around!

And at the moment when the old man looked sideways, a petite black figure had quietly landed beside him, and a fierce knee hit his jaw!

An Yi interrupted his act of sacrifice, and then with an expressionless face, he elbowed the old man in the face!

Accompanied by a low tiger roar, the head of the Wanxiang Pavilion master exploded!

Roar——