Begin immortality by slaying demons

"Hoo."

The smell of dragon's blood quickly spread and poured into everyone's nostrils, reminding them how real the scene before them was.

Even though it had lost its head and its upper body was split in the middle, the yellow evil poisonous dragon that once controlled the Nanshui Continent was still not dead. It just had no fighting spirit and its stalwart body staggered forward.

Xihong is just ahead. As long as we cross that line, there seems to be hope.

However, the young man in the black shirt was holding a golden-patterned mysterious sword and followed him unhurriedly. Every time he swung the sword, a shocking gash appeared on the body of the prince of the Ke family.

Tsk! Tsk! Tsk!

Scarlet blood continued to splash, and the Ke family prince's staggering steps became slower and slower, as if he would fall completely in the next moment, until his entire body was dyed dark red. As Shen Yi raised his arm again, The long knife finally penetrated his shoulder hard and penetrated deep into his chest and abdomen before stopping.

"call."

Shen Yi slowly released his palm, and even the spaces between his fingers were covered with sticky and hot plasma. He raised his eyes slightly and looked at the broken body in front of him that seemed to have lost all its strength, staggered to a stop, and then stopped breathing. Falling forward.

He put the body of the Ke family prince into his fingers, and then slowly turned around to look.

"..."

The moment he was slightly swept by this sight, Cheng Xiaoyuan shuddered subconsciously. It was really hard for him to imagine that someone could use such an indifferent expression, but swing a knife so fiercely, hacking a heavenly realm dragon demon to death alive. between waters.

"What are you still doing?"

Huang Wenfa whispered, causing Cheng Xiaoyuan to come back to his senses and remember the previous instructions given by Sect Leader Shen.

The two of them rushed out together, used the Zhen Yue method, and turned into a huge barrier to fly all the way, blocking the aura that was about to turmoil within the scope of Nan Hong.

"It turns out to be such a vision of heaven and earth."

Cheng Xiaoyuan's face had a look of fear and a bit of weirdness. While using the magic technique with all his strength, he couldn't help but glance at Huang Wenfa next to him.

No wonder the other party had such a violent reaction when the news came out on the jade slips. He must have known about Sect Leader Shen's behavior for a long time.

It is true that if you say you will kill, you will kill. If you say no one will be spared, then no one will be spared, without any room for negotiation.

"Thank you both."

With the help of the two sect leaders of the Banshan Sect, Shen Yi was saved a lot of trouble.

His eyes fell on the Nether Palace, and he stepped out in front of it with a casual step. Then he waved away the magical power, revealing the trembling figure curled up like a snake.

From being crazy and furious at the beginning, to now burying his head in his body.

How could Qi Zhaoyi look like the eldest son of Xilong Palace in Heaven?

Hearing the movement beside it, it raised its head in a daze. The energy in those eyes had long since dissipated, and only the last trace of soul remained to maintain its vitality. And even this last trace was like a candle in the wind, seeming to be destroyed at any time. Completely extinguished.

Even so, when it saw this wet ink-shirted figure hanging in front of it, its pupils still instinctively tightened, and its head as huge as a mountain quickly retracted.

That's the fear engraved in your bones!

Shen Yi stretched out her palm and gently placed her slender fingers on its forehead. The difference in size between the two had reached the level of a mountain and an ant, as if she was comforting a frightened cat.

Under this palm, the fear in Qi Zhaoyi's eyes finally subsided a little, and he slowly closed his eyes.

The extremely damaged soul could no longer remember the identity of the person in front of it.

But in an instant, the instinct for crisis in his bones still caused his whole body to tremble violently, and he saw the blue sky swirling, and the breath of the surrounding world was instantly evacuated, and it gathered in the white and blood-stained palm.

Click——

Qi Zhaoyi desperately wanted to stay away from the terrifying figure full of blood. However, in its current state, it could no longer control the dragon body, let alone resist the Shenyue Zhenqingtian that was exerting its full force. He could only feel the pain on his head in despair. It cracked to the point where it couldn't even make a roaring sound.

Under the crushing force of the vast force, this huge dragon head gradually deformed, and the cracks spread rapidly like a spider web until it completely exploded!

In the rain of blood, Shen Yi slowly retracted his palm.

Two dragon demons in the middle stage of Heaven Realm died almost at the same time, causing the aura of this world to be extremely turbulent. The rich smell of blood spread to the entire Nanhong along with this aura!

The continuous clouds and mist had a faint blush.

It was as if there was a great sunset, covering the entire land and water in the sunset. However, this sunset carried the indissoluble smell of killing, which made people feel faintly chilly.

"..."

Sect Master Baohua stared closely at Sect Master Shen in the sky. Until this moment, there was not even a drop of his own blood on the other party's dark red gown.

With his own strength, he killed two dragon demons in a row and escaped unscathed!

In the entire Nanhong, there is probably only one Nanlong King who can do this.

This young sect master, in a short period of time, has become as powerful as the Dragon King. Even if it is not as good as him, it is impossible to imagine how amazing his future will be!

Sect Master Baohua previously felt that it was a pity that his disciple had no chance to reminisce with Sect Master Shen when he was in Nanyang Sect and to resolve the pain of lovesickness in his heart.

After all, not everything in the world requires an outcome.

Now I suddenly have a different idea.

Based on Sect Master Shen's performance, if the disciple really had a chance to have a little contact with the other party and fell into it, the end would be many times more miserable than that of his master.

For those existences that are out of reach, the best choice is... don't even look at them.

"Shen Yi has something important to attend to, so I'll leave first."

After putting away the body of the Jade-horned Silver Dragon, Shen Yi said goodbye to the Baohua Sect Master, and then disappeared into the sky with black clouds.

After all, he didn't make it clear to Senior Deng when he left. The death of heavenly creatures would cause aura fluctuations that were difficult to conceal. He didn't want the leaders of the alliance sects to be too worried, so it would be better to go back early.

"Please rest assured, Sect Leader Shen, we will definitely not let this news get out of Nanhong."

The three of them bowed their hands in return and watched Shen Yi leave.

Then they looked at each other, and they both saw the complexity in each other's eyes. They were so shocked that they were a little numb. They wanted to say something, but they didn't know where to start.

But one thing is for sure.

Nanhong is going to change from now on.

…

Seven sects of Nanhong.

Under the gaze of several fellow apprentices, Deng Xiangjun lowered his head in shame.

The so-called "I don't know when I ask three questions".

Where did Sect Leader Shen go, what did he do, and when would he come back.

Faced with these questions, he opened his mouth, but no words came out.

"I asked you to find Shen Yi, and you brought back his Taoist cards?"

The corners of Ye Jiu's eyes twitched a few times, and he held a breath in his chest, almost to death from anger.

"Senior Brother Deng cannot be blamed for this matter. This is how Sect Leader Shen does things. He has his own ideas."

Although Ji Jingxi was also worried, she had been to Xihong with Shen Yi after all, and she knew a little about the young sect leader.

"I can't keep you, I can't catch you. I...I..."

Seeing that someone finally understood him, Deng Xiangjun finally showed some grievances.

"Do I blame him?"

Ye Jiu waved his sleeves irritably: "Those loaches are not here now. Who knows if they will ambush Shen Yi? We don't even have a direction to find them!"

They also heard the long groan of the Southern Dragon King earlier, and the old loach's mood was obviously abnormal.

It's not that Ye Jiu can't believe in Shen Yi's strength, it's just...

"Now that they have lost their skin, what dirty tricks can't they use?"

"Shhh."

Qi Yansheng suddenly raised his head and reached out to stop the conversation between several people.

He frowned and stared at the sky, watching the blush spread quickly, like a line connecting the sky and the earth, dyeing the entire sky a light red.

Seeing this, everyone fell into silence.

As the leader of the Seventh Son of Nanhong, they had never seen anything before, and a sight like this could be recognized at a glance.

But it was precisely because he recognized it that he froze in place.

The auras of powerful people in the heavenly realm are too strong. Their death will cause these auras to return to the heaven and earth, causing various strange phenomena. Even in the entire Hongze, this is a scene that has been rare for tens of thousands of years.

But in a remote place like Nanhong, I saw it twice in just a few days.

In this land and water, there are only a few people who can compete with the Heaven Realm.

But there was a being who "happened" to be out on business every time a vision occurred.

Ye Jiu turned around and glanced at several fellow apprentices numbly: "Is it him again?"

Didn't wait for anyone to respond.

He continued to ask: "Who died this time?"

Ji Jingxi pursed her lips. In fact, the answer was already obvious. If the Southern Dragon King died and the movement was far more than that, then the rest would be either the Ke family prince or Qi Zhaoyi... or they both died together.

When that last thought came to mind.

Even Ji Jingxi herself was shocked, as if she thought anything was possible as long as Shen Yi was involved, even the ridiculous idea of ​​killing two mid-level dragon demons in the Heaven Realm alone...

"Follow me!"

Ye Jiu sacrificed his shining sword and rushed out.

"Where to go?" Deng Xiangjun asked instinctively.

But he saw the other party turned around and rolled his eyes at him, gritted his teeth and said, "Go and greet our Sect Master Shen."

Ye Jiu really couldn't understand what he and others meant in Shen Yi's eyes.

He is the Sword of the Seven Sons, and this is what his sword should do, while what the other party has to do is sit back, take charge of the overall situation, and become the reassurance in everyone's hearts.

It is the Seven Sons of Nanhong who are at the bottom of the box, and there must be no accidents!

Unless Shen Yi doesn't regard himself as a member of the Seven Sects at all, or, from the bottom of his heart, he doesn't take himself and others seriously as a useful help.

"..."

Ji Jingxi could see Ye Jiu's dissatisfaction, but she didn't do anything to persuade him. She just wanted to find Shen Yi as soon as possible and know what happened to him.

A total of six sect leaders came out and swept forward in a mighty manner.

However, before leaving the sect far, Ye Jiu stopped wielding the sword and looked into the distance.

Above the water, a blood-stained figure stood with hands hanging down, staring quietly at the bottom of the water. His eyes were extremely penetrating, as if he could see through the endless blue waves and look directly at the deepest building in Nanhong. Dragon Cave.

Maybe they really have similar personalities.

With just one glance, Ye Jiu saw Shen Yi's thoughts.

This kid...as expected, killed the prince of the Ke family. He was wondering whether the Southern Dragon King would be impulsive once because of the death of his eldest son and choose to leave the dragon cave to fight to the death.

As expected, after sensing the approach of many auras, Shen Yi finally retracted his gaze, and a trace of imperceptible disappointment flashed across his eyes.

The entire water area was as quiet as a dead place.

Even the death of his own son could not make the old dragon lose his mind. Shen Yi really couldn't think of any other way to anger the other party.

If he couldn't kill this old dragon, his plan would be stranded.

Nan Hong, who seemed to have resolved the crisis, was actually in a situation where he was doomed to die.

The reason was also very simple.

Even if the Ten Thousand Demons Palace was more mysterious, with powerful forces such as the Wuliang Daohuang Sect and the Yue Family, and the West Dragon Palace that had been waiting for Qi Zhaoyi to return, when they reacted, once they started to work together to track down, they would definitely be able to trace the clues to Nan Hong.

Only Shen Yi knew that he didn't have any amazing talent at all.

If he really stayed in the treasure land and retreated, perhaps when his lifespan ran out and he passed away, his cultivation strength would not have changed too much.

Under his rapid growth, there are endless demon bones buried.

Climbing this long bone staircase, he has become the "limitless future" of the current Sect Master Shen.

Take breaking through the heavenly realm as an example, he needs a large number of Hedao realm demon stones, and once he is blocked in Nanhong, it means that the road ahead is cut off.

Of course, Shen Yi can also let many demon stones go out to hunt, but this will only increase the risk of being targeted by many forces in Beihong. If he does not have a cultivation that is the best among all the heroes, what can he use to compete with so many forces at that time.

He really needs his own territory.

At least he must occupy the land of the two Hongs to have the confidence to compete with the immortals.

And how much time he has now depends on how fast those forces collect information.

Put your hopes on others...

"Huh."

Shen Yi slowly exhaled, turned around and walked towards the sect leaders: "Go back first."

No matter what, you can't mess up your own formation first.

"..."

Several people looked at Shen Yi and pondered for a moment, and just perfunctorily said this, and then went towards the direction of the seven sects, looking at each other in surprise.

It seemed that the other party said that he was going out to do something, but it was really just a stroll.

Ye Jiu finally couldn't help it and sighed: "Can you answer me, how many Hedao Realm demons came to Xihong this time?"

"Hmm?"

Shen Yi turned back with a little doubt and said casually: "Twelve."

Listening to such a firm tone and the accurate number.

Not to mention the other sect leaders, even Ji Jingxi couldn't help but raise her eyebrows.

Although she didn't know how Shen Yi did it, she seemed to know the reason why Nanhong was inexplicably calm these days.

Ye Jiu closed his eyes, was silent for a moment, and asked again: "What is the strange phenomenon of heaven and earth this time?"

"Two eldest dragon sons."

Shen Yi probably understood that he was used to going alone, but ignored the kindness and concern of these seniors who protected Nanhong for many years for those cultivators and creatures.

Now that most of the things have been solved, there is no need to worry about affecting the alliance sect. Except for the matter of the Ten Thousand Demons Palace, there is almost no need to hide anything else.

"Good! Good! Good!"

Although he had guessed it before, he really heard the confirmed response at this moment.

The faces of several sect leaders were all shocked.

Especially Deng Xiangjun, who gradually had a more real understanding of what Sect Leader Shen said "doing something".

"Ye will thank you on behalf of Nan Hong. I will never forget your kindness."

After the shock slowly subsided, Ye Jiu bowed his hands and murmured:

"I really never thought that someone could eliminate this disaster invisibly with his own strength."

"Even I can't do it now."

But soon, he loosened his hands again, and his mouth became more complicated: "So, do you still need me?"

As the leader of Tianjian Sect, he can endure the frustration he has suffered these days, because there is still a glimmer of hope that when Nanyang is reborn, there will be another day when he can use his rusty broken sword.

But now it seems that this new leader of Nanyang Sect has never counted himself in his plan.

Listening to these slightly weird words.

Shen Yi fell into silence.

It's not that she didn't know how to respond, but there was new news from Qinghua. The immortal who was in charge of Hongze finally couldn't hold back and started talking to her with the help of the white rhino magic weapon.

"..."

Shen Yi's silence gradually turned the complexity on Ye Jiu's face into a little self-mockery.

The other sect leaders, including Ji Jingxi, stood silently in place. If even Ye Jiu couldn't catch the eyes of Sect Leader Shen, then they were even more so.

Perhaps for such a genius, the identity of the Nanyang Sect Leader was just a trivial experience in the other party's cultivation.

As for the hopes they placed on the other party, it was unreasonable in itself. Whether it was the immortal or Beihong, they had no grudges or hatred with him.

Sect Leader Shen had no reason to do so many things for a force that he had just met.

It was already a great favor to be able to help.

But they had no other way. They finally saw some hope, so they could only numb themselves madly and comfort their timid hearts that wanted revenge.