Begin immortality by slaying demons

"Too absurd."

Deng Xiangjun put away his Dao card and looked forward.

He was just a little weaker among the seven disciples of Nanhong, but he was still a great cultivator in the late earth realm.

And this late earth realm was because he only opened three immortal cities when he was in Baiyujing.

After all, the seven sects at the beginning were not extraordinary, otherwise they would not have needed to form an alliance to open a sect, and the purpose was not to protect themselves. Later, they suddenly rose because of chance. How could they gather seven geniuses who could open four cities to be the sect masters?

As time passed.

The four sects of Nanyang, Qingyue, Lingyue and Tianjian were not actually on the same level as the remaining three sects.

It was equivalent to dragging himself and others forward.

With the help of these brothers and sisters, although Deng Xiangjun's realm stagnated, his foundation became more and more rich, and he was still not inferior to the perfect cultivators in the earth realm in a real fight.

And in Nanhong, he could also borrow the power of the treasure land of other sects a little, so it can be said that he had no rivals below the heaven realm.

But even so, he still couldn't figure out why the other two brothers also found the trace of Master Shen.

Is there really such a mysterious method in the world that can allow the Hedao monks to shuttle back and forth in the huge Nanhong and land on several battlefields at the same time?

What a joke!

If there is such a mysterious method, why would there be a need to divide the four Hongs? Beilong Palace directly manages the entire Hongze, and it is impossible to give the Nanhong Seven Sons and the Wuliang Daohuang Sect a chance to grow up.

But——

Deng Xiangjun frowned. He did sense the breath of the fall of the Hedao Realm monster before, and he didn't dare to rest for a moment, and hurriedly chased all the way.

Is there anyone else who can help the seven sects to slay the monster, except Master Shen?

What on earth is the thing he is chasing all the way!

Thinking of this, Deng Xiangjun hesitated for a moment and looked in the direction of Xuanyue City.

He had sensed a slightly terrifying aura before, and thought he had found Sect Master Shen, but now he felt a little uneasy.

"Hiss!"

Deng Xiangjun gritted his teeth and rushed forward.

It was self-evident how important Shen Yi was to the Seven Sons of Nanhong. For this, it was worth taking any risk.

At least he knew what the other party was like now.

With this thought in mind, Deng Xiangjun pushed aside the clouds and mist and chased forward with all his strength!

However, as he got closer to the aura.

Deng Xiangjun's expression was a little ugly. He looked sideways at the clouds and mist around him and found that the surrounding area was covered with a faint frost. The biting coldness actually affected him, a cultivator in the Earth Realm.

"Huh."

He pinched his fingers slightly, summoned a ball of white fire, swallowed it, and his face looked much better.

Deng Xiangjun was sure that the person in front of him was definitely not Sect Master Shen, because even though there was a world between them, such a shocking chill was enough to turn the creatures below into ghosts everywhere.

He tried to restrain his breath more cleanly, but the previous efforts to catch up had brought the two to an extremely close distance.

A withered figure gradually appeared in the clouds.

His tattered rags seemed to be blown to pieces by the wind at any time. He stood quietly in place and looked over here.

"..."

Deng Xiangjun's hand that was pinching the magic formula slowly stagnated, and the other hand just grasped the Dao card, and found that the card was icy cold, and a crack quietly appeared on the smooth surface.

He swallowed quietly, and his face became silent.

"Are you the leader of the Nanhong Seven Sons?" The man in rags slowly poked his upper body out of the cloud, observed carefully for a moment, and shook his head and said, "I won't eat you, don't follow me."

Although this human treasure medicine is so rare that it makes people greedy, Hanshan Patriarch knows very well how close the relationship between the seven sects is.

Now the Nanlong Palace is confronting the three heavenly realm monks with the eldest son of the Qi family.

There is food everywhere for him, so there is no need to rush to eat this big medicine and provoke the anger and hatred of those sect leaders to himself.

When these monks abandon the Dragon Palace at all costs and come to fight him, it will be a bit ugly.

Deng Xiangjun can't remember how many years it has been since he heard such words from the demon.

I won't eat you...

"Huh."

He chewed on this sentence silently in his heart, and a burst of pain inexplicably rose in his heart.

The world is too cruel to the monks. If you don't take the right path in your youth, you can only waste a long time, and it is difficult to have a chance to turn over.

Although the demon's words were full of undisguised contempt, Deng Xiangjun had to admit that what the other party said was true. Even if he fought with all his might, it would be difficult for him to survive in the hands of this beast.

This was a big demon that was even stronger than Junior Sister Ji! It was truly comparable to the middle stage of the Heaven Realm!

Such a terrifying existence, even in Xihong, was definitely the most powerful one. He had come to the Nanhong Land quietly, and now he was going to step into the vassal territory of the Nanyang Sect in front of him.

And he, Deng, as one of the leaders of the Seven Sons of Nanhong, thought for a long time, but he couldn't even come up with a solution!

"Go."

Hanshan Patriarch did not give Deng Xiangjun a chance to react. He waved his palm gently, and the clouds and mist suddenly condensed. Deng Xiangjun seemed to be frozen. He could only watch the distance between the two quickly widen, separated by heaven and earth, until there was no trace of this big demon in his sight.

"Damn it!"

Deng Xiangjun took a few deep breaths, used the white fire he had swallowed to melt the frost all over his body, took out the Dao card again, and tried to transmit the scene he had seen before back to the sect.

However, the Dao card, which was already full of cracks, shattered directly the moment he just infused it with breath!

A great demon in the middle stage of the heavenly realm is fully capable of changing the current situation in Nanhong.

The other party did not choose to go to the Seven Sects, but came here, naturally because they felt that there were more important things.

After thinking about it, the only thing more important than suppressing Ye Jiu and others... is to kill Sect Master Shen.

If he knew about this, even Senior Brother Qi, could he really remain motionless?

"Hu——"

Deng Xiangjun let out a long breath, waved his palms repeatedly, and vivid paper cranes emerged from his sleeves, and then turned into real white cranes, flying towards the direction of the Seven Sects of Nanhong from all directions.

In order to prevent the news from being intercepted, he released hundreds of them at once.

Even if this move might affect Senior Brother Qi to make a wrong decision and cause him to lose his composure, Deng Xiangjun really couldn't pretend not to see it or have any fluke mentality.

This was an ambush against Sect Master Shen. Nanlong Palace knew Shen Yi's character better than the sect masters of their allied sects!

After doing all this, Deng Xiangjun carefully restrained his breath. He just escaped death, but he did not hesitate to step towards Xuanyue City again.

At least he had to get the first-hand information to facilitate the three Heaven Realm masters to make a better response.

...

Nanhong flooded the land.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

A terrifying ape monster ran at full speed in the sky, crossing the mountains and seas, and then knelt in the air, with his slender arms raised high above his head, as if he was worshiping the sky with something in his hands.

However, it showed such a reverent attitude, but the direction of the kneeling was not the Heavenly Immortal Court, but only a figure sitting cross-legged in black shirt.

"Go."

Shen Yi opened his eyes, tapped his chin, and took the bloody corpse.

He raised his palm slightly, and the demon corpse turned into a river of blood and rushed towards him. With five fingers clenched, a figure with a mouth like a silver hook slowly stood up from the blood river that the demon corpse turned into.

It was a human-shaped goshawk, flapping its wings gently.

In an instant, the eyes of the goshawk demon were shining, and it came back to life like this!

Such a strange scene, if it fell into the eyes of others, they would probably begin to doubt the identity of the black-shirted young man. Could it be that he was really the incarnation of the world?

Seizing destiny, turning yin and yang, and reversing life and death, how can human beings do it!

Another three hundred thousand years of demon life was consumed.

As usual, Shen Yi took them to the West Hall for An Yi to use, and then counted them silently in his mind, muttering: "The tenth one."

That's right, after killing the ape monster and the crane monster, he used these two as a bridge to successfully build a connection with this group of Xihong monsters.

In the current Nanhong, Shen Yi is the one who has all the information.

Not only did he have the help of many Xihong monsters, but he also took all the letters sent by the boss of the Qi family. Of course, he also took the life span offered by the monsters.

You can say that.

He even knows where the other party will go next better than some monsters themselves...because that was originally he who deliberately let his subordinates release the breath to lead them there.

There are a total of twelve monsters coming from Xihong this time.

Except at the beginning, Shen Yi did not take action again, but always stayed in the middle of Nanhong.

Because the most impressive existence of almost all the great demon stones is a terrifying creature that has gained many benefits in the killing calamity, and is called Hanshan Patriarch.

He has been looking for the location of this ancestor from beginning to end.

"It should be enough."

Shen Yi penetrated his soul into the West Hall of Ten Thousand Demons, feeling the movement of the things nurtured in it.

"It's still a little bit short." An Yi responded softly.

With so many great demon stones of the Hedao, under the traction of her blood, her connection with the West Hall has become clearer and clearer, as if she is about to realize something.

"Okay."

Shen Yi nodded lightly, although it was temporarily impossible to verify whether the thing nurtured was the magical power she expected.

But it was not without gain.

With the addition of this eagle demon, the last ray of golden light in the Kaihuang City, which represented the death calamity, was swallowed up, and only the rich red light was left, which was slightly sticky, flowing like the blood plasma of the scarlet evil, and like the red glow in the evening, carrying a bit of dusk.

Shen Yi extended his palm, and the Yin-Yang pendant fell on his fingertips.

From the purple air of the Hongmeng Heavenly Soldier at the beginning, to the golden light, and then to the red light now.

The appearance of this jade pendant finally changed.

On the jade body with clear black and white, the Yin-Yang fish eyes turned into a pair of tiger pupils. The moment the tiger pupils opened, they were full of crystal clear bloodshot!

[Demon King Soldier: Yin-Yang Birth and Death]

Shen Yi had guessed that his Dao soldiers could continue to grow, otherwise how could this Dao soldier forged in Baiyujing play a decisive role in the battle of the Hedao realm? Now, with the prompt jumping up on the panel, it was confirmed.

"Demon King Soldier..."

He gently held the jade pendant, but saw that the Yin-Yang sides slowly separated, like two young tigers, one black and one white, gently swimming around Shen Yi's fingers, rubbing his fingertips with some intimacy.

In the two swimming shadows, there was a petite, curled up sleeping body.

The only difference is the color of the horse-faced skirt.

"Hurry up."

Shen Yi put away the jade pendant, stood up, and slightly adjusted his cuffs.

As he stood up, in a distant place.

A snow-white giant wolf stood proudly in the clouds, with a little contempt for the southern barbarians in his eyes, quietly watching the fleeing crowd below.

It only emitted a little demonic power, which made the group of monks from Nanhong have no intention of fighting. It was really boring, just to fill their stomachs.

Thinking of this, the white wolf took a slight step forward, and was about to land, but his eyes were slightly startled.

It instinctively looked around.

I saw that in the originally empty clouds and mist, suddenly there were figures emerging, some as strong as mountains, and some as thin as monkeys. They walked out slowly and blocked all the surrounding roads.

"Why, all gathered together?"

The white wolf was stunned, looked at these familiar people, and raised his head with a forced smile.

However, the response it got was a blatant smash.

The white wolf was hit hard on the face, and its beautiful and strong body flew out, rolling several times in the air. It finally stabilized its body, and its breath was a little disordered: "You, what do you mean..."

It should have been furious after being attacked for no reason, but now facing so many monsters of the same realm, let alone fighting back, even the questioning voice lacked some confidence.

Fortunately, these monsters did not mean to mock.

The master no longer had much patience.

Among them, the tall and strong monster stepped on the white wolf with one foot, and then many figures rushed up, and all kinds of innate magical powers were blasted out without hesitation. In the panic and doubtful wolf howl, cruelly tore it into pieces of flesh and blood!

"..."

The last earth-level monster was captured.

Shen Yi glanced at the panel casually.

Reshaping the souls of these ten monsters, excluding their remaining lifespans, lost almost two million years of monster lifespan.

Fortunately, there were still a group of monsters brought by the boss of the Qi family to make up for it a little.

Although these demons in the Return to Void Realm are weaker, their numbers are still good. There are dozens of them who have come to deliver messages, and some of them are comparable to Bai Yujing.

The total is quite impressive, close to four million years.

[Remaining demon lifespan: 5.61 million years]

Let alone ordinary cultivators, even if the Southern Dragon King comes, it will be enough for it to live for ten lifetimes.

But Shen Yi is still a little worried.

After all, although these demons have a long lifespan, what he wants to do is to control the entire Nanhong flood land, which is also not something that ordinary creatures dare to imagine.

"Forget it, let's see what this West Palace can breed first."

Shen Yi listened to the news reported by the Great Demon Zhenshi, and he seemed to have finally found the ancestor.

I hope that the other party's life can help me truly step into the level of the Heavenly Realm, so that it is not a waste of time to come to Nanhong.

Shen Yi gathered his mind, and in an instant, the Shenyue Zhenqingtian, who had reached the perfect state, was fully exerted.

The black-shirted figure merged back into nothingness, seemingly unchanged.

But if there were others present, as long as they carefully observed, they would be shocked to find that this clear sky... was actually moving rapidly towards Xuanyue City!

At that time, An Tingfeng could move mountains and seas, allowing Shen Yi to see the strength of a great demon in the Hedao realm.

And at this moment, this scene of changing the world is enough to make all living beings fearful!