Begin immortality by slaying demons

"Ho--"

Compared to the leader of the Bishan Sect, a giant in the Hedao realm, Yan Chongzhang was obviously more shocked.

He stared at the sky and even breathed much heavier.

Before stepping out of the sect, Yan Chongzhang was still thinking about how to make excuses in order to shift all the blame to the unknown force and get rid of these living grandfathers from Beihong.

But at this moment, he was completely stunned.

It can be known from Situ Junrui's previous words that this group of people clearly knew that Yang Yunheng was the great elder of the Banshan Sect.

For an Immortal Sect, the Great Elder is second only to the Sect Master and Daozi.

Unless he planned to kill the sect and exterminate the family, how could he do it so decisively without even leaving a choice for the Mountain Moving Sect?

"The Infinite Dao Emperor Sect..."

Yan Chongzhang didn't know whether he was extremely angry, or had some fear in his heart, or both.

His trembling fingers slowly clenched.

Although he had known for a long time that the Daohuang Sect was famous and powerful, Yan Chongzhang still did not expect...

This group of monks from Beihong did not treat Banshan Sect as an immortal sect at all, and they even did not regard themselves as human beings.

Such a huge psychological gap made his mind go blank.

"Close the sect and start the formation."

The leader of the Banshan Sect finally withdrew his gaze and looked towards his disciple, his voice actually softened a lot.

Obviously, he also saw his disciple's panic.

But this time, the leader of the Banshan Sect did not blame Yan Chongzhang for being hopeless, because even for him, it was an eye-opener.

Pan Boyang's arrogance and domineering attitude, and his desire to kill people and rob goods at every turn, were not due to the sect's incompetent teachings.

Rather, it is the style of conduct that Hong Ze’s righteous leader has inherited from generation to generation.

"Are you planning to fight stubbornly?"

Situ Junrui took in the expression of the old man in Mai, threw Yang Yunheng away, and stood up with a little surprise.

He raised his steps, stepped over the great elder, and walked step by step to the entrance of the Dao Imperial Palace. He looked at the Banshan Sect Master curiously, and then laughed again: "What are you thinking?"

This laughter seemed extremely clean and contained no other meaning.

It's just that I simply don't like it.

"I'll give you two ways to go."

Situ Junrui stretched out two fingers and shook them: "Either, confess the real murderer and then kill him honestly."

"Either-"

He smiled and lengthened his voice: "Take your secret and be killed by me."

"Does it make any difference?"

The leader of the Banshan Sect also smiled, but it was just a bitter smile.

In fact, he was quite afraid that Situ Sect Leader would really give him a way to survive. After all, no matter how much he valued Shen Xiaoyou, he would still hesitate when compared with the entire sect behind him.

But this time he lowered his head, his majestic image in front of his disciples collapsed.

The leader of the Banshan Sect still has a bit of a charlatan attitude and is relatively good-looking.

Hearing this, Situ Junrui pondered for a moment and said a little uncertainly: "What's the difference between the ways of death?"

To be honest, he actually didn't care about the life and death of the direct disciple of the ninth branch sect leader. What he came to protect was the face of the entire Infinite Dao Emperor Sect in Hongze.

So the momentum must be loud.

Compared with killing an unknown pawn, it is obviously more effective to cleanse an Immortal Sect with relatively good local power.

Moreover, he could also occupy a treasure land in Xihong with good reason and evidence, which would make Beilong Palace speechless and would not make the immortals think that the Infinite Tao Emperor Sect wanted to stir up some trouble again.

The group of old dragons in Beigong were afraid that the Dao Emperor Sect would become too powerful, and wished they could give themselves and others eye drops in front of the immortal every day.

Thinking of this, Situ Junrui put away his fingers: "Forget it, you'd better shut up."

Before he finished speaking, the surroundings suddenly became calm, the sound of the waves ceased, and even the white clouds in the sky were frozen. Between the blue sky and the blue sea, the towering Optimus Pillar suddenly looked lonely, giving off a desolate feeling that it was unable to support itself.

"call."

The leader of the Banshan Sect raised his hand and grabbed Yan Chongzhang's shoulder, and before his disciple could react, he threw him back into the sect's formation.

There was no nonsense, just a wink at Yan Chongzhang quietly.

Based on Yan Chongzhang's understanding of the master, he understood the other party's meaning instantly... But because of this, a cold chill suddenly emerged in his heart.

Master is reminding himself to tell the branch sect leader not to come again. If the main sect is gone, he must at least keep the branch sect.

The perception of a giant in the Hedao Realm is so sharp.

It only takes a little effort to notice the difference between the two.

In other words, from Master's point of view, even with the addition of a sub-sect leader, within the Moving Mountain Sect, and with the help of formations, there is still no chance of winning.

The monks in Beihong were so terrifying!

The leader of the Mountain Moving Sect withdrew his gaze, and the linen clothes on his body turned into a short sword at some point. There was a simple knife in his palm. There were lines like mountains emerging on his arms, and his whole person looked murderous.

The so-called upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked.

This habit of the Banshan Sect is obviously inseparable from this sect leader.

The old man held the knife in his hand, licked his dry lips, and looked at the sky without hesitation.

Immediately afterwards, he raised the blade, pointed it at the majestic map of mountains and rivers, and pointed at the figure in the Dao Imperial Palace.

A common man held a knife and asked the sky.

Under the blessing of the Zhenyue Method, although he was standing in the void, he made people feel unshakable, with a majestic aura, like a mountain standing!

"..."

Situ Junrui cast an interesting look. After all, it was rare to see such an interesting cultivator in Beihong, which made people laugh.

Thinking of this, he flicked his fingers slightly.

The whole picture of the mountains and rivers suddenly lit up, and among the countless creatures, there were a few figures who quietly turned into streams of light and fled.

The next moment, a few more shadows suddenly flashed behind the old man.

They did not make any noise, but just kicked out brazenly, kicking the knee and back of the Banshan Sect Master.

In such an ordinary scene, this unshakable "mountain" collapsed so easily.

The Banshan Sect Master staggered, and his Mountain-Suppressing Technique, which had reached its peak, was instantly broken. He fell forward uncontrollably, and was then pressed down on his head by several phantoms, forcibly kneeling in the sky.

"Roar——"

The thin old man actually roared like a ferocious beast, and the power of the entire Banshan Treasure Land was all bestowed on one person. He tried to forcefully suppress the phantoms, but they only shook, and were then pressed back by an even greater force.

This time, his head was pressed even lower, and he didn't even have the qualifications to look at Situ Junrui again.

The Taoist method of the Wuliang Daohuang Sect was so profound that even he, a Xihong monk, could not understand it.

In an instant, a pair of gorgeous precious boots appeared in the sight of the Banshan Sect Master.

The phantom suddenly crushed his wrist bones, and the murderous machete fell out unconsciously.

The owner of the precious boots slightly bent down and picked up the knife in his hand.

For a warrior, it is hard to find anything more humiliating than having his weapon taken away by someone.

However, the next moment, Situ Junrui made a knife flower without interest, and gently pressed the blade on the back of the neck of the Banshan Sect Master: "Start the formation, don't waste my time."

...

In the Banshan Treasure Land.

Yan Chongzhang fell to the ground with a bang, and he got up in a panic and looked outside the sect.

In just a few breaths, the thin figure staggering and kneeling on the ground came into his sight.

As a Taoist of the Banshan Sect, Yan Chongzhang's emotions suddenly got out of control at this moment.

Under the coat of a giant in the Hedao Realm, he knew best how his master was a face-saving person.

"..."

Yan Chongzhang closed his eyes and forced back his sobs.

When he opened his eyes again, they were already full of bloodshot. He turned around and rushed towards the sect, roaring: "All elders and disciples, leave the sect through the small road! Don't look back! Run for your lives separately, as far as you can!"

"If you are lucky enough to survive, hide your identity first, and wait until the situation is settled, then go to the branch sect to reunite!"

"Go!"

With the full blessing of the realm, the hoarse and tearing roar spread throughout the inner and outer sects of the Banshan Sect.

The entire Banshan Sect was in chaos in an instant.

They rushed out of their residences in a panic, and when they looked up, they saw the figure of Daozi passing by crazily.

When had these people ever seen their Daozi so panicked? They immediately understood the seriousness of the matter, and did not dare to ask any more questions, but just used their means together and fled away.

Yan Chongzhang brazenly stepped into the foot of the nameless mountain.

Without caring about anything else, he raised his palms directly to the thin figure sitting cross-legged: "Wake up!"

When his palms were about to touch Shen Yi's shoulders, Yan Chongzhang suddenly felt a tremor in his heart, as if he was stared at by a ferocious beast and would be torn apart the next moment.

Fortunately, Shen Yi opened his eyes, and An Yi calmed down again.

Yan Chongzhang was in a state of confusion at the moment, and had no intention of thinking about where the previous crisis came from, but when he saw the other party's dark eyes, he couldn't help but be startled.

There was an indescribable desolation in those eyes, as if he had seen the sea dry up and the rocks crumble, and the wind and clouds rise and fall.

"Sorry, I interrupted your mountain viewing."

Yan Chongzhang forced himself to suppress the trembling of his lips. He didn't want to put the responsibility on the person in front of him, but no matter what, the ending of the Banshan Sect was inseparable from his greed.

"Go, it's too late... Take this mountain with you."

The Taoist looked away and waved his sleeves dejectedly.

"..."

Shen Yi closed his eyes slightly and adjusted his breathing.

Without the help of the trial, relying purely on his understanding, he looked at the unchanging sky and the unchanging stone tablet in the cloud curtain on the top of the mountain for hundreds of thousands of years and got the formula in the stone tablet.

Then, with the help of Yue Tianji, he began to practice this method.

This eldest son of the Yue family is really a very reliable person to teach the law. The effort he made in order to learn the great way of cultivators with the body of a demon is unimaginable to others.

Perhaps there is no other person in Nanhong and Xihong who understands the cultivator's skills so thoroughly.

But because of this, the deduction progressed very smoothly, and Shen Yi didn't even have a chance to catch his breath.

"Huh."

Shen Yi exhaled, his lips twitched faintly, suppressing the violentness.

He really needs to vent now.

Boom——

At this moment, the entire Moving Mountain Treasure Land shook violently a few times!

Yan Chongzhang looked back suddenly, almost gnashing his teeth. This was a sign that the formation was attacked, and judging from this huge reaction, the sect protection formation would not last long.

It was precisely because of this turn that he did not notice that the violence that Shen Yi had finally suppressed quickly surged into those dark eyes.

"Don't take Shan with you! Let's go!"

Yan Chongzhang roared again, but was caught off guard when he saw the figure in black robes walking past his eyes, heading towards the outside of the sect.

The only thing left in his ears was that clearly calm, yet inexplicably chilling voice.

"Open the door."

…

Moving outside the sect.

Surrounded by the map of mountains and rivers, the heaven and earth are still in a frozen state. The blue sea under the feet does not even dare to make waves, just like a piece of transparent jade.

The only one who moved was the man standing in front of the leader of the Mountain Moving Sect.

Situ Junrui yawned, lightly slapped the old man's face with the blade of the knife, and complained: "This is why I don't like to leave Beihong. I really hate dealing with you barbarians."

"I know how things will turn out, but I still waste my precious life."

"..."

The leader of the Moving Mountain Sect has tried what he has learned all his life, but it only makes the number of shadows on his body increase until it forms a small mountain.

Similar to this sect leader, the body of the Optimus Pillar was also shrouded in dense shadows.

The creatures in the map of mountains and rivers swarmed out, everyone was like a dragon, and with terrifying power, they crashed into the mountain!

On the mountain wall, the golden light between the palm prints became weaker and weaker, until it was almost undetectable.

"Look, what I said is wrong?"

Situ Junrui used the blade of his sword to forcefully press the old man's face over, allowing the other party to see more clearly how he could easily break through the mountain.

"Ho--"

The leader of the Banshan Sect stared at the palm print with dead eyes.

Just like Situ didn't understand the monks in Xihong, he didn't understand why these monks in Beihong always did things in such a dirty and despicable way.

Why can't the matter of life and death be decided simply and neatly?

Living in a place where immortals live, why can't I learn the slightest bit of immortality?

At this moment, the old man's pupils shrank slightly.

He discovered that the sect-protecting formation was opened...by someone from the inside!

"Yan Chongzhang!"

The leader of the Moving Mountain Sect finally roared.

Situ Junrui's face also became a little more interested.

After losing the protection of the sect-protecting formation, the pile of phantoms tore a hole in the mountain in an instant, vaguely revealing part of the true appearance of the heaven and earth inside.

For monks, the treasure land of Hedao is like a piece of delicious fat.

At this moment, the mountain-moving treasure land was revealed in front of everyone.

But there were only two figures standing in front of this delicacy.

"Master..."

Yan Chongzhang was breathing heavily. In addition to Daoist Shen's request, he was allowed to open the formation with his own hands because he really wanted to apologize to the master again. He had practiced hard all his life, but in the end he was ruined by his disciple. .

Even if this apology costs one's life.

"Yan Chongzhang, you are confused!"

The leader of the Banshan Sect finally took the initiative to lower his head for the first time, and there was a strong breath of twilight in his gray hair.

However, Situ Junrui's thoughts were not on the master and the apprentice.

He discovered something even more interesting.

Now that all the masters of the Banshan Sect have been suppressed by him, there is still one person who dares to look directly at him.

The thin figure was shrouded in ink clothes, and there was no joy or anger in Shen Yi's eyes.

But Situ Junrui clearly felt the restless killing intent, which had already enveloped him the moment he raised his eyes.

"It's interesting."

He smiled and shook his head. He was about to say something more, but suddenly raised his eyebrows.

Because Shen Yi took a step forward and walked out of this precious place.

At this moment, his clothes suddenly fluttered.

Such a small change is a very strange thing.

Because long before taking action against the leader of the Banshan Sect, Situ Junrui had already suppressed the surrounding world with the Jiangshan Map. There was no wind or waves, and everything was still. How did the hem of the clothes flutter?

With a slight change of mind, everyone noticed the change.

The sound of waves rose again, and white clouds surged across the sky. At the moment when the young man was suspended between heaven and earth, everything returned to normal.

"There seems to be something wrong with your realm."

Situ Junrui put away his smile, and there were many doubts in his eyes, but the other party seemed to have no intention of responding.

Under his gaze, Shen Yi lowered his hands slightly, and a black knife with gold patterns appeared in his palm.

He held the knife at an angle and stepped forward.

Under the whistling of countless shadows, the young man's pace was not fast, but very steady.

"..."

Under Situ Junrui's gloomy eyes, those phantoms came up behind Shen Yi and kicked him hard on the back!

At the same time, an inconspicuous Yin-Yang Xuanpei on Shen Yi's waist suddenly burst into black and white mist, and an invisible ripple spread out quickly, quickly dissolving the phantom.

The ripples swayed across the sky and over the mountains.

As I breathed, everything around me became much quieter and cleaner.

The leader of the Moving Mountain Sect suddenly found that he could move, but his ears were buzzing, as if he had just heard the roar of a domineering tiger, which made him somewhat deaf.

Yan Chongzhang looked back at the giant pillar and found that all the dense shadows on it had disappeared at some point.

The Daohuang Sect monks who were guarding the surrounding area noticed something was wrong and hurriedly looked towards the sect leader.

But Situ Junrui still stood there, staring indifferently at the young man walking towards him.

"Master?" A Daohuang Sect cultivator asked subconsciously.

The scene in front of him clearly showed that the master's Taoism was broken.

"Shut up, just stay and watch quietly."

Situ Junrui slowly gritted his teeth. The current situation was completely opposite to the previous one. The world could move, everything could move, but he couldn't move.

This feeling of being targeted certainly couldn't be because of some kind of karma, and the world was hostile to him.

He concentrated on examining the young man in front of him, and finally understood where the slight abnormality in his heart came from.

The moment the other party stepped out of the Banshan Sect, he had already transformed into the blue sky here, so he lost control of his surroundings.

His mind was wandering.

Shen Yi had already walked in front of Situ Junrui. He slowly raised the golden patterned black knife in his hand, not to ask the sky, but to kill people.

There was a black gold light flowing on the blade, and it swept out like ink.

Puff——

A huge head flew up, adding a little blood color to the dark gold ink.

"..."

The Wuliang Daohuang Sect monk was suspended in the air in a daze, and the master and disciple of the Banshan Sect also looked up in astonishment.

They stared at the head that jumped high, and their thoughts suddenly became chaotic.

An Jing... An Jing watched him being beheaded?

However, at this moment.

A grim smile appeared on the corner of Situ Junrui's bloodstained mouth.

He was too careless before and left Jiangshantu, so he was imprisoned in the same place by this kid with strange means and majestic realm. He needed to find a way to get out. How could this group of Xihong monks know such profound Taoism.

His head suddenly flew towards the Daohuang Palace.

The next moment, Situ Junrui's face changed again.

It was because there was a white and slender palm on his head.

Shen Yi seemed to have expected it, and he had already reached out his hand while beheading.

He held a knife in one hand and the head in the other, looking indifferent as he stared into Situ Junrui's doubtful eyes.

The Yin-Yang pendant on his waist burst out with a strong glow again, swallowing the head completely!

"Ah!!!"

A shrill scream sounded in the dark white light, and then the picture of the mountains and rivers in the sky seemed to turn into a long dragon, rolling and rushing over, wrapping both of them in.

"..."

Shen Yi looked around and found that the blue sky and blue sea before suddenly turned into a magnificent palace.

Suddenly, a chanting sound like a huge bell sounded in his ears, as if tens of millions of people were praying devoutly, gathering together and turning into a great wish.

After all, he had fought with Pan Boyang before, and knew that the Wuliang Daohuang Sect had such a means of saving lives. As the leader of the sect, it was reasonable for this person to have more advanced means.

But when he felt the head in his hand suddenly shrank, Shen Yi frowned slightly.

Obviously, this head and the body under his feet are just skin bags, and the soul hidden in them has slipped away.

The next moment, in the chanting.

On the mat in the hall, a vague figure slowly reunited. His facial features could not be distinguished. Only from the shrill voice could one feel his inner resentment. He suddenly stretched out his fingertips and roared: "Enter my Taoist palace, you are finished!"

Situ Junrui did not like to waste time practicing those immortal methods that others were scrambling for.

Only by perfecting the Taoist method and evolving it into a real magical power could he help him enter the heavenly realm.

What is a moment of a thousand years?

This is his Taoist method, used to educate the creatures in the Jiangshantu... and it is far more than a thousand years.

If he wants, he can even let this young man spend ten thousand years or even a hundred thousand years in the sound of admonition! Torture his mind and make him crazy!

"Let me in!"

Situ Junrui stood up suddenly and covered Shen Yi's body with his palm.

At the same time, the chanting around him was loud, like thunder, continuous!

"Hehe... Hehe!"

Situ Junrui stared at the handsome face of the young man, and soon caught a trace of irritation on it. He finally felt surprised. In his own Daohuang Palace, it was easy to kill the other party!

However, before he was happy for three breaths, he stayed in the same place again.

Because since the irritation appeared, there has been no change, as if no matter whether it was ten thousand years or one hundred thousand years, the other party's emotions could only fluctuate to this extent.

"..."

Shen Yi slowly opened his eyes, and the desolation in his eyes did not increase too much.

He walked towards the futon again.

"You, you!"

Faced with this incomprehensible scene.

Situ Junrui subconsciously took a few steps back, and then accidentally fell to the ground. How could anyone ignore his Taoism? Even if he was a true heavenly cultivator, he would never be so indifferent if he was hit by the magic formula.

"Don't come over here!"

Amid the screams, Shen Yi came to the front of the sub-master for the second time.

He leaned over slightly, stretched out his hand and grabbed the neck of the vague shadow: "It's so noisy."

"..."

Situ Junrui was suddenly lifted up, and then his whole body hit the pillar in the hall hard.

Shen Yi glanced at the cushion under his feet, felt uncomfortable, and waved his sleeves casually.

The cushion instantly turned into a throne.

Shen Yi lifted the hem of his clothes and sat on it, supporting his chin with one hand, and looked up slightly: "I said, it's so noisy."

Instantly, a streak of scarlet quickly swept from between the thrones, overflowing the hall, and rendering the entire golden and brilliant landscape into bright red.

In the tall palace, nine ferocious figures appeared vaguely.

The dragon raised its head, and the tiger stepped.

The raging roar exploded like thunder. Under the sound of this terrifying beast, the endless chanting was suddenly suppressed until it was dead silent.

"Ha Chi! Ha Chi!"

Situ Junrui seemed to have seen something that could break his mind and soul. He stared at the young man on the throne, and then a dragon entangled him fiercely on the pillar.

"My... My Dao Palace..."

At some point, the original gilded hall had turned into a demonic appearance, fierce and ferocious, as if it was made of piled bones.

Shen Yi glanced at it casually and said lightly: "It's my Dao Palace."

Behind him, the remaining eight big monsters slowly revealed a ferocious look, causing Situ Junrui to almost faint.