Begin immortality by slaying demons

The mountain peaks are steep and reach the clouds. The platform shaped like white jade is wide, with Nanyang relief hanging on it.

There are seven similar places, located in a corner of Nanhong.

Many cultivators come and go in a hurry. Compared with before, their expressions are less calm and more serious.

To this day, even though everyone can see the change in the atmosphere, there is still no direct conflict between Nanlong Palace and the Seven Sons.

However, except for the Immortal Sect, the vassal forces, no matter what they make a living, have noticed that the world is becoming more and more difficult. The underwater dragon palace monster soldiers are becoming more and more difficult to deal with, and the number of accidents among the disciples is gradually increasing.

Obviously, Nanlong Palace not only wants to cut off the support of the Seven Sons, but also wants to block the eyes and ears of these immortal sects.

Force the Nanhong Seven Sects back into the corner!

The news brought back by the Taoists when they returned to the sect was not good. Although they had some gains, they still did not invite a strong man from Xihong who could decide the situation. Instead, people can see the attitude of Xilong Palace clearly.

It is said that the group of jade-horned silver dragons in the west dared to collude with the Wanxiang Pavilion to set up an ambush to kill Nanhong Daozi, and they were completely determined to fight to the death.

If the two dragon palaces joined forces to kill, the seven sons of Nanhong would have to pay a heavy price even if they just defended one place.

Even ordinary elders and disciples like them could see that the Nanlong Palace was boiling a frog in warm water and cutting meat with a blunt knife. How could the sect master and the Daozi not know it?

They must take action, but they are just waiting for an opportunity.

Waiting--

Many cultivators looked up and saw the treasure ship of the Qingyue Sect Master flying from the sky, with two figures standing side by side at the bow.

In addition to the Qingyue Sect Master, there was another one next to him, the Nanyang Sect Master who inexplicably convinced many Daozi.

"He's back!"

For a while, no matter how high or low their status was, as long as they saw the treasure ship, many cultivators bowed down and saluted to welcome the return of the sect master.

As the treasure ship plundered away.

They stood up one by one, looking at each other with different thoughts.

Now that these two have returned from Xihong, the seven giants of the seven sects have gathered together. Facing the aggressiveness of the Southern Dragon Palace, they must take an attitude.

Whether to negotiate peace or regain the dignity of the Immortal Sect, perhaps there will be an answer soon.

"..."

In the main hall of the Tianjian Sect, the door of the hall was closed.

The Taoists who are the leaders of the sect on weekdays are now quietly waiting on both sides, listening to Uncle Ji's story about what he saw and heard in Yushan.

"A Heavenly Realm Dragon Son has fallen?" The leader of the Bihai Sect looked over in surprise, and then pondered: "Then within a few months, the boss of the Qi family will definitely be transferred back."

To be honest, if the Southern Dragon Palace had not suddenly gone crazy, the seven sons actually had no plan to come out again.

The foundation that was not sufficient to begin with has not increased but decreased in 100,000 years, and has become much thinner.

The main thing is... what is the purpose of coming out.

To become the top force in Hongze again?

Even if the remaining strength of the Seven Sons of Nanhong is only a small part, as long as they are willing to stand out, not to mention competing with the big forces such as the East Dragon Palace and the Wuliang Daohuang Sect again, at least they will not lose to the West Dragon Palace and the Yue Family.

As long as they are ruthless enough and dare to fight.

Occupying a few pieces of Hedao treasure land in Beihong or Donghong for the disciples and those vassal forces to recuperate is definitely countless times better than the current situation.

But the problem is that it was actually the East Dragon King who "confined" the Seven Sons of Nanhong.

The Dragon King protected the Seven Sons from the hands of the immortals in the name of Zi Ling, and did not let the immortal power vent its anger on the remaining six sects.

After all, the immortal Hongze was not sure whether Zi Ling, who had already ascended to heaven, still cared about the group of people in Hongze... probably cared, after all, the sky was too lonely, and after a long time, he always couldn't help missing the family affection in the past.

He had worked so hard to send Zi Ling up, so he naturally wouldn't risk falling out with Zi Ling for just six sects, even if there was only a slight possibility.

That's why the current situation has come about.

If the Seven Sons of Nanhong take the initiative to go out, it would mean breaking the agreement. At that time, regardless of what the Great Immortal Hongze would do, the group of lackeys who tried every means to flatter the immortal would definitely not mind taking action against the Nanhong monks to make the immortal smile.

So the current situation is actually the last face left to the Seven Sons by the entire Hongze forces, and this "gentle treatment" is more for the sake of the East Dragon Palace.

Since Boss Qi is going to be transferred back, as long as it is stable until then, the dispute in Nanhong seems to be over in this child's play.

After all, no matter how crazy the prince of the Ke family is, he will never think that his Nanlong Palace alone can really compete with the Seven Sons.

If the old dragon king leaves the dragon cave, he will not have the strength to suppress the heroes.

"..."

Even the remaining many sect leaders withdrew their gazes in a trance.

The sect leaders of Lingyun and Wushuang Sect exhaled slightly.

The Lingyue Sect Leader remained silent.

But the Tianjian Sect Leader also withdrew his gaze, but a hint of disappointment still flashed across his eyes.

As the sword of the Seven Sons of Nanhong, he took over the mission of the treasure land, which was to cut off all obstacles for the Seven Sons of Nanhong, so that the Nanyang Sun could safely reflect this land and water.

Now the sword is getting sharper, but it seems that there is no chance to unsheathe.

For Ye Jiu, this is undoubtedly a kind of sadness.

"I have something else to do, so I have to go back to the sect first."

Shen Yi stood up slowly, not used to this kind of sitting together and chatting. For these sect masters' long life, even if they sit for decades, it would only happen in a blink of an eye, but for Shen Yi, it is really a matter of time. It's a bit boring.

He took out a jade slip and placed it on Ye Jiu's table next to him.

Then he said goodbye and walked out of the hall.

"Why did I go out and still feel so unfamiliar when I came back?"

Deng Xiangjun looked at Ji Jingxi curiously. Shen Yi left in a hurry, but finally returned with Junior Sister Ji. He thought the relationship between the two was not bad.

Without waiting for the other party to answer, he looked at the jade slips on the table again: "What is this?"

Ye Jiu picked it up and glanced at it, then frowned: "The magic weapon to contact the master of the Banshan Sect? What, does the Banshan Sect really intend to follow us to fight to the death with the Dragon Palace?"

Having said this, he couldn't help but smile.

If you follow the Seven Sons of Nanhong, you will only get beaten, and there will be no chance to eat meat.

However, Ji Jingxi looked sideways and said, "That fellow Daoist Huang said that all the monks in the two treasures of moving mountains, including himself and the branch masters, are at the mercy of Sect Leader Shen."

"..."

As soon as these words came out, the hall quickly fell into silence.

Ye Jiu's smile hadn't faded yet. When he looked at the jade slip in his hand, he suddenly felt that it was a little hot.

The leader of the Moving Mountain Sect was certainly not a strong person in front of him.

But the act of entrusting all his wealth and life to others contained a level of trust that made even him feel palpitating.

Even if Shen Yi is the long-lost biological father of Huang Daoyou, it is impossible for a sect leader to make such a decision.

Sect Master Lingyun and Sect Leader Bihai, who had low cultivation levels and had not had much interaction with Shen Yi, looked even more stunned at this moment.

Don't forget, Junior Sister Ji didn't say that she was at the mercy of the Seventh Son of Nanhong, but brought up Shen Yi alone, explaining that this matter had nothing to do with the Seventh Son, it was just the Nanyang Sect Master's face.

How...how could a monk from another sect trust Shen Yi more than those from the allied sect?

"call."

Ye Jiu took a long breath, raised the jade slip, and tried to ask: "Then fight?"

The other sect leaders looked over with strange expressions.

Even if the Move Mountain Sect's move was indeed terrifying, even if these two Earth Realm monks were included, it would at most make the Seventh Son more calm when facing Dragon Palace's underhanded moves, but it would not be enough to play a decisive role.

"I'm just asking."

Ye Jiu took back the jade slip. Compared with the Bishan Sect, the reason why he asked this question was actually Shen Yi himself.

To be able to have the Hedao Realm monks trust him so much, there must be something extraordinary about this kid.

And why did the other party only give the jade slip to himself and not to the other sect leaders?

Maybe this Sect Master Shen’s ideas are closer to mine?

…

Nanyang treasure land.

Li Qingfeng and Xuan Qing had already stood in front of the Patriarch's Hall to greet him, without even using their eyes to see it. After the union, the moment the ink-clad man stepped into the treasured land, even the whole world was celebrating.

"Back."

Xuan Qing felt the changes in the aura of heaven and earth, and bowed respectfully towards the sky.

Although the two men were of a slightly lower level, they shouldered the responsibilities of Daozi and Great Elder respectively, and managed the entire treasure land in an orderly manner.

"So busy... I also want to report back to the sect leader about the care other sects have taken for us during these days."

Although Li Qingfeng could not detect the change in aura, he could tell from the actions of senior Xuan Qing that the sect leader had left.

At present, the Nanyang Sect does not have the ability to protect its vassals, and even self-protection depends on the help of allied sects.

I still remember that when the sect leader had just returned to the void, he could still take him out of the sect to "go to a banquet". As the other party's realm became higher and higher, it seemed that no one in the entire treasure land could keep up with the sect master's pace.

However, it seems that except for the sect leader, everyone else's life is becoming more and more peaceful.

In Hongze Water and Land, peace is the luxury wish of every monk. Everyone knows how this peace is obtained.

"The sect master knows it in his heart and will never treat the alliance sect badly."

Xuan Qing turned around and returned to the Patriarch's Hall. He was probably the one who knew Shen Yi best among the seven monks. Shen Yi even had the idea of ​​turning against the immortal for his own sake. The little things that the master uncles have given now will probably be the most important thing in their lives. A good deal.

"..."

Shen Yi came to the most familiar mountain peak and was slightly startled.

I saw that on the hilltop that was originally empty, a majestic palace suddenly appeared. The surroundings were clean and empty, and wisps of green smoke floated in the palace, making people feel peaceful.

There were only a few disciples of Xuxiang. After seeing Shen Yi, they suppressed their excitement and bowed respectfully. Then they did not dare to disturb him and exited the practice hall neatly.

Compared with these disciples, the face of the plain and clean figure in a long black gown did not have much of the shock in the rumors, but instead contained a strong sense of reminiscence.

"You're not going to practice, but are you here to add incense?"

Shen Yi rarely stopped his hurried pace and paused for a moment.

"Report..."

The woman in black clothes held her hands in respect. Before she finished speaking, she saw Shen Yi slightly raising her eyebrows.

She pursed her lips, with a warm smile in her eyes, and then slowly lowered her palms. Although the details of her expression were still a bit awkward, the look of her standing with her hands down still looked as free and easy as when she first met in Xitaishan.

"I'm practicing hard, but when I miss you, I can't help but come over and take a look."

Although she was a disciple of the Transformation Realm, facing the master of the Earth Realm, there was a huge gap between them, but as long as Shen Yi allowed it, she would still be the taciturn Jiang Qiulan who was never afraid to speak her mind.

"..."

Shen Yi pondered for a moment and took off a gold bracelet from his wrist.

Seeing this, the girl took a step back, then shook her head, did not say anything to refuse, but smiled, hesitated for a moment, and asked the question that she wanted to ask but had no chance to ask.

She looked over seriously: "Are you okay?"

"Not bad." Shen Yi nodded lightly.

"That's good." Jiang Qiulan breathed a sigh of relief, then bowed again, and walked down the mountain with brisk steps.

She had heard the rumors about Shen Yi so well that she could recite them by heart.

Now she could no longer help this mountain, but at least she could not become a stumbling block on the other side's way forward. After all, Shen Yi was no longer the demon-suppressing general of Qingzhou, but the sky of the entire Nanhong treasure land.

It was a very good experience to be able to accompany him for a while.

Moreover, compared to the gold bracelet that was taken from a woman's wrist, she still liked her own blood-transforming bull demon's demon pill more.

"Huh."

Shen Yi stood quietly for a while, shook his head and smiled, and stepped into the hall.

He still had a long way to go to let these people continue to live peacefully in Hongze water and land.

Thinking of this, Shen Yi gathered his mind and sat cross-legged on the futon in the hall.

First, he checked the gains of several hall masters on this trip. Under Ke Shisan's nervous gaze, he chose to turn these corpses into blood rivers and pour them into the other party's stone-suppressing body.

Although there is a big gap between the Jade Horn Silver Dragon and the Yellow Evil Poison Dragon, and some blood will be wasted more or less, but with the improvement of the realm, Shen Yi also discovered that the importance of quality is far greater than quantity in the battle between cultivators.

Ke Shisan is the branch hall master with the highest upper limit.

If the power of the four Honglong Palaces could be gathered to cast a stone for it, perhaps when it really faced the immortal, the other party could also play a good role.

The vast blood river all poured into the center of his eyebrows.

Shen Yi also condensed the essence of the demons to feed the first hall master.

Similar to Yu Lan, even if nearly 300,000 years of demon life were poured into it, it did not allow Ke Shisan to be promoted to the immortal level, but only allowed his demon soul to be promoted to the Hedao realm.

Even though the difference in blood caused a lot of losses.

But Qi Zhaoyang's strength was too strong, even higher than An Tingfeng, plus Qi Zhaoping and other demon generals with dragon blood, Ke Shisan's aura gradually began to surge.

Soon he surpassed Yue Tianji, and then overshadowed Yu Lan, until he was equal to An Yi... The speed of the aura growth finally slowed down.

"Hu——"

Accompanied by a powerful dragon breath, Ke Shisan finally opened his eyes and looked at An Yi provocatively.

However, he soon felt bored again, because the petite West Palace Master, although her face was calm, her eyes were silently staring at the gold bracelet on her master's wrist, biting her lips, and she didn't know what she was thinking. Anyway, she didn't even look at him.

"Xuan Jian is grateful for my master's generous reward!"

Ke Shisan, who became the strongest Palace Master, couldn't hide his joy.

Shen Yi glanced at him. So many corpses couldn't completely open up the qualitative gap between him and An Yi. He wasted so much, and he didn't know what he was proud of.

However, there was a slightly different blood symbol on the stone of An Yi and Yu Lan at this moment.

That was the mark left by killing the dragon son.

Before they were completely free of fear of revenge from the West Dragon Palace, it would be better for these two Palace Masters to appear less often. Ke Shisan's breakthrough to the Heaven Realm could make up for his lack of strength.

At this moment.

Shen Yi noticed something wrong. He closed his eyes and explored the five immortal cities covered by the Ten Thousand Demons Palace.

He saw that the light at the gates of three of them had changed.

At some point, a ray of dazzling red light stained the originally pure golden light, as if the Dao soldiers were stained with blood due to excessive killing.

Shen Yi frowned slightly.

No, if it was because of the excessive killing, how could it happen to be the immortal city corresponding to the three Heavenly Realm Palace Masters.

Could it be that this Dao soldier can continue to improve?

In addition, Shen Yi looked at the empty Ten Thousand Demons Palace. The previous Earth Nether Mang was given to Wu Jun, and later several bear demons and bat demons in the Dao Realm were given to An Yi.

The more demons in the palace, the stronger their realm, which gave Shen Yi an inexplicable feeling. Their demon bloodline seemed to be nurturing something under the leadership of the palace master.

"Innate magical power?"

Shen Yi pondered for a moment, and suddenly thought of the difference between the Earth Realm and the Heavenly Realm.

Using Taoism to deduce magical powers, such as the moonlight used by Senior Ji before, is one of her magical powers, and it is also a manifestation of entering the Heavenly Realm.

Apart from other things, just by grasping a little breath, he could forcibly deprive the leader of the Qingfeng clan of part of his soul. This method was strange and terrifying.

Which cultivator would not leave a breath behind when taking action? Who could bear it if his soul was missing for no reason?

Could it be that his magical power was still on the Ten Thousand Demons Palace?

"Forget it, I have an idea."

Shen Yi opened his eyes and caught Yue Tianji and Ke Shisan into the panel.

Since there was nothing new to condense, the two palace masters could only enjoy the more than four million years of demon lifespan with him.

Even if the Immortal Technique consumes more longevity, with such terrifying numbers, Shen Yi is bound to win the Blood God Technique and Shen Yue Zhen Qing Tian.

With the infusion of demon Shouyuan.

The main hall fell into silence again, and the figure in the ink-shirt sat there, with only the curling green smoke for company.

…

The Qingyue treasure ship has been back for several days.

The anxious monks of the seven sects, including the elders, failed to get the news they wanted.

Several sect leaders have clearly discussed it, but they have not come up with a clear charter.

Letters for help from vassal forces drifted into the seven sects like snowflakes.

Under the arrangements of the Taoists, the Seventh Son of Nanhong sent countless monks to support, but they never mentioned how to calm down this dispute from beginning to end, or whether they would continue to compete with Nanlong Palace like this.

"wait?"

Liu Shiqian looked at Bai Wu. After he was brought back to Nanhong by Wu Jun, he did not tell anyone except Elder Chi Yang that he had entered the Hedao realm.

With his current strength, he can handle these chores with ease.

But many disciples and elders have to run around outside at all times, which is not a good thing.

"When Boss Qi comes back, everything will stop."

Bai Wu sighed, saying that it must be frustrating to feel aggrieved, but even young and energetic Taoists like them really couldn't find a reason to start a fight.

So what if he defeated Nanlong Palace, it would only arouse the fear of the other Hongs, and then lead to waves of suppression.

Maybe there are two sect leaders who want to fight, but most of them still hope to return to the previous situation.

"I hope so."

Liu Shiqian thought of what he had seen and heard in Xihong, and he always felt that things might not develop as most of the sect leaders imagined. Hongze was getting more and more chaotic. How could the seven sons of Nanhong escape.

It's better to strike first...

The moment this idea came to his mind, Liu Shiqian suddenly broke into a cold sweat.

Why did he think like this after staying with the Ten Thousand Demons Palace for a while?

However, who doesn't want to be like the senior in the dark gold robe, showing a scornful attitude when facing the Dragon Palace.

Still not strong enough.

While the two were talking, they suddenly discovered something was wrong, and they both frowned and looked towards Zongwai.

The next moment, the demonic aura with the fishy smell of water swept across the seven sects.

"According to the decree of the Crown Prince of Nanlong Palace, I am here to ask questions!"

A terrifying voice like the roar of a ferocious beast echoed in the sky.

Outside the seven sects of Nanhong, the sky was filled with dark clouds. In the clouds were huge water monsters with ferocious faces and huge bodies. Among them, there was a yellow dragon with spikes all over its body and a red dragon swung its tail.

Under such a terrifying formation.

The two long dragons turned into human forms, holding decrees in their hands, and appeared in the sight of many monks.

They are the dragon sons and grandsons of Nanlong Palace, and they are all old acquaintances.

The red end is the fourth eldest son, Longsun, who originally guarded the waters near the Seventh Son.

The elder one is the fifth prince of the Ke family who has lost almost all of his demon generals.

The last time they put up such a battle, they were besieging the vassals of Nanyang Sect. In the end, with the help of several Taoists, they left in despair and suffered heavy losses.

Now that he has made a comeback, his arrogance is even more arrogant.

And their confidence obviously comes from the decree in their hands.

The prince of the Ke family rarely issues edicts, and the two recent ones are all about the Nanyang Sect.

"His Royal Highness asked."

The two dragons and grandsons looked down at the Immortal Sect below and took in all the murderous monks. However, they did not panic at all, but their expressions became more and more indifferent.

The next moment, a sharp and slightly sarcastic question echoed in the air.

"The banquet has been prepared, Nanyang dares to attend the banquet?"

The words quickly spread far away and fell in the ears of every monk. The figures living in the cave took out their magic weapons and came out of the clouds and mist.

For a moment, the entire Nanhong Seven Sons became restless.

This is not a gesture of inviting people to a banquet, it is clearly full of provocation.

Under the pressure of this period of time, this group of Immortal Sect monks were already full of anger. Now that someone stepped on the door, they could no longer hold back.

However, without the sect master speaking, they could only stare at the sky.

Under a big tree somewhere, several figures stood up slowly, and Ye Jiu couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips, his smile filled with chill.

"Is it possible that they know what happened in Xihong... and want to involve us in this mess before the Qi family retreats."

Seeing this, Sect Leader Lingyun hesitated for a moment, but couldn't help but persuade him.

Ye Jiu glanced sideways and said nothing, but it made Master Lingyun feel a chill all over his body.

"Okay, it's not embarrassing for senior brothers who have been together for many years to have internal strife."

Lingyue Sect Master walked to the middle and blocked the two people from looking at each other: "I will deal with it."

Even brothers who share life and death will have different ideas after suffering for a hundred thousand years.

No one is really afraid of Nanlong Palace, but some people are not willing to take risks anymore.

Before he finished speaking, several sect leaders were startled at the same time. Ji Jingxi, who had been silent from beginning to end, slowly raised her head.

Many monks from Nanhong Seven Sons all set their sights on the same place.

I saw the formation of Nanyang Treasure Land suddenly flickered.

Then a figure walked out.

The man looked a bit young and immature, and his cultivation was very low, just a disciple of the Spiritual Transformation Realm.

In such a scene, he seemed so insignificant.

But facing the water monsters all over the sky.

This young cultivator seemed so indifferent.

He slowly walked to the edge of the white jade platform, stood with his hands behind his back, and stared at the two dragon sons and grandsons with rampant faces.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Li Qingfeng nodded gently: "My clan leader knows, go and wait."

The calm voice did not have the ferocity of these water monsters at all, but it made all the cultivators and monsters stunned in place, a little surprised and doubtful.

"Huh!"

The fifth prince of the Ke family suddenly laughed and said: "What do you mean by waiting? You little kid, why don't you help your clan leader who dares not show up to speak more clearly."

The other cultivators also came back to their senses... They all knew what this banquet was for. The death of the dragon grandson of the Ke family must have an explanation.

Sect Master Shen sent a disciple to come forward. Could it be that he was worried that someone would notice something?

"Ah."

Li Qingfeng had already turned around and walked towards the formation.

Hearing this, he sighed slightly.

He looked back at the sky and said word by word: "Waiting means preparing the banquet and waiting for our sect master to take time off, and then he will naturally go to the banquet."

"What a joke!"

The fourth dragon grandson grinned: "What if he is never free?"

Hearing this, Li Qingfeng straightened his clothes, and finally a little more contempt appeared between his young eyebrows.

He said lightly: "Then you have to wait all the time."