Begin immortality by slaying demons

The sky was quiet and the sea was calm.

There was only a light rain, which fell on the Nanhong land with the faint sound of dragon roars.

From the Baohua Sect at the junction of Xihong and Nanhong, all the way to the seven major immortal sects in the border areas, everyone saw the rain.

Not long ago, many cultivators and creatures were still feeling uneasy because they saw the huge yellow evil dragon rolling and fighting in the clouds. At this moment, they all stared at the sky in a daze.

"Gudong."

The two leaders of the Banshan Sect stood side by side. The younger one turned his head and opened his mouth but didn't know what to say.

Old man Huang was silent for a long time, grabbed the other's arm, and said sternly: "Seal Nanhong!"

It was ridiculous.

He was ready to participate in a fierce fight. After all, no cultivator in the entire Hongze had ever tried to really destroy a dragon palace since its existence.

It was already very good to be able to survive under the hands of this group of dragons. If you can live with a little dignity, it would have proved your strength.

Even the Wuliang Daohuang Sect can only be said to be barely able to compete with the Beilong Palace.

Like the Nanhong Seven Sons, there is only one example among the four Hongs that can suppress the Nanlong Palace and have a short-term dominant position.

But Sect Master Huang never thought that this war, which is likely to affect the two land and water areas of Xihong and Nanhong, would end before it even started.

Once the Nanhong Seven Sects were ready to fight, the Nanlong Palace, which seemed to be able to compete with the Seven Sects, did not even have the slightest ability to fight back and was slaughtered like a dead tree.

It made him feel quite unreal as if in a dream.

It turned out that Sect Master Shen arranged for the two of them to wait in the Baohua Sect because of this... With the location of the Banshan Sect and the Baohua Sect, it happened to be possible to completely seal off what happened in Nanhong here so that it would not be leaked.

"Master Baohua, thank you for your help."

The two masters of Banshan reacted very quickly and bowed to the old woman.

"I understand."

Master Baohua gently patted her apprentice's shoulder, seemingly to comfort him, but in fact, she was also covering up the shock in her eyes that had not faded for a long time.

Only a cultivator like her who knew the predecessors of the Seven Sects very well could understand that what happened today was absolutely impossible for those predecessors to do. This vigorous and resolute style of doing things was completely inconsistent with the character of Master Lingyue.

This can also explain why the Seven Sects did not consult with the Baohua Sect before taking action.

And the cultivator who fought with the Southern Dragon King in the clouds before was only the figure in black clothes.

"Master Shen..."

Master Baohua looked in the direction of the Seven Sects in awe.

I recalled the rumors I had heard when chatting with Xuan Qing. It was said that when Sect Master Shen left the Nanyang treasure land for the first time, he was full of demon blood. The group of people following him, although their cultivation was low due to many factors, all had the temperament of dragons and phoenixes among humans.

However, these people respected him like a fairy god.

It was not until she really experienced a similar thing that Sect Master Baohua understood the feelings of that group of people at that time.

After the Seven Sons Conference ended, under the care of herself and Xuan Qing, Sect Master Shen rested for a day. At that time, she thought it was a little funny. Why did this young cultivator who had not yet achieved the Dao worry so much?

Now I know how terrible things are hidden in the other party's heart.

Perhaps only in this way can we really get an explanation for the Nanyang tragedy caused by Xuan Qing's incident?

…

The desolate white jade Panlong pillar guards a Nanyang sun.

On the wide and flat reception platform, there used to be only one wooden figure sitting cross-legged for 100,000 years. Although it is a little lively now, after all, the Nanyang Sect has a weak foundation and cannot participate in too many things. In addition, the atmosphere in Nanhong has been tense recently, so only two or three figures will pass by occasionally.

Today is different.

All the disciples of the seven major immortal sects have come out. Even the outer disciples of the Qi training realm are curiously rushing outside the magic circle, not to mention the elders and deacons.

For a time, there were huge crowds of people, all kinds of treasures soared in the sky, and many figures filled the mountains and rivers.

What brought them together was only this seemingly ordinary drizzle and the dragon roar that suddenly echoed before.

"Some... too sudden."

Liu Shiqian stood quietly in front of the crowd. He was already the most stable one among all the people, and his cultivation was also the only powerful person in the Hedao realm besides the seven sect masters.

But at this moment, the thin body wrapped in a long gown was still trembling slightly.

"I thought you were used to it."

A humble voice suddenly sounded in Liu Shiqian's ears. He looked sideways and looked at the person with a little surprise.

This Taoist from the Tianjian Sect, who was known for his arrogance, actually used honorifics to himself.

Su Hongxiu smiled complicatedly: "After all... if it weren't for you, Sect Master Shen's impression of us would have been extremely bad."

The Dragon King was seriously injured and fell into the water, and then the world changed.

They all saw how fierce and cruel the tall black-shirted figure was.

Such a shocking strength, if you can kill the Dragon King, you can kill others.

The other party has never shown this side to the Seven Sects of Nanhong, and most of it is due to the elder Liu in front of him.

One by one, the Taoists came over, including Bai Wu from the Qingyue Sect, and they all saluted Liu Shiqian in silence.

"..."

Liu Shiqian waved his hand and was about to speak, but suddenly sensed something and cast his eyes back to the sky.

The three earth realm sect masters, led by Deng Xiangjun, emerged together. They did not show themselves in the form of phantoms, but stood in front of the seven sects with solemn faces, looking at the end of the water.

Immediately afterwards, two more figures quickly came.

With the support of Qi Yansheng, Ye Jiu tried to maintain his upright figure, but whether it was the tattered sect master robe or the horrific injuries all over his body, it showed how bad his condition was.

As the sharpest sword of the seven sects, it should not show weakness.

After all, this would cause unnecessary panic.

But at this moment, all the sect masters seemed to not care about this at all.

This can only mean one thing, that is, Nan Hong no longer has the use of this sword.

The enemy evil in front is all killed, and there is no need for a sharp blade to deter.

Seeing this, the elders and disciples all saw something, and took the opportunity to verify the absurd guess they had just thought in their hearts, so everyone's heart was up and down at the same time.

For a while, the only sound left in the Seven Sects was heavy breathing.

Until a stream of light finally appeared at the end of the sky.

As the only female leader of the Seven Sects, and with such a cold and fairy-like appearance, Ji Jingxi has always been the focus of everyone's attention whenever she appears.

But at this moment, everyone's eyes are all focused on her.

At the Seven Sons Conference, the young cultivator wore a white robe from Nanyang and calmly stepped onto the steps of the sky until he sat on the throne. He was backed by six powerful masters of the Hedao Realm. Some people still questioned his identity as the leader in their hearts, and they had to use Liu Xingshan's life to convince the crowd.

Now, Shen Yi is wearing a blood-stained black shirt, with messy hair, and looks even a little embarrassed.

But when he lowered his eyes and looked at him in doubt, everyone subconsciously lowered their heads.

"Huh."

The moment he saw the other party, Qi Yansheng let out a long breath, and his hanging heart finally let go.

He suddenly stepped forward and clasped his fists first: "Welcome, Nanyang Sect Master!"

Including Ye Jiu, the remaining sect masters raised their palms in unison.

Instantly, many figures scattered across the mountains and the blue sky all blushed and expressed their excitement: "We welcome Nanyang Sect Master!"

The shouts penetrated the sky.

Ji Jingxi stood quietly behind Shen Yi and glanced at him with some curiosity.

I found that the handsome young man looked normal, and only by careful observation could you find that his body was slightly tense.

This small detail made Ji Jingxi slightly stunned for a moment.

It was not until then that she finally saw a trace of the shadow of a young man in Shen Yi. It turned out that in addition to cruelty and brutality, the other party also had such an interesting side.

"Do we need to gather them and discuss what to do next?"

Ji Jingxi slowly moved forward and mentioned the business, hoping to divert Shen Yi's attention.

After all, according to the other party's habits, it is likely that they will directly take it back to Nanyang Sect, but now Shen Yi's identity is different from before. This time, even if he stays in Nanyang for a moment longer, it will be a great encouragement for the seven sects.

She used the word "summon".

But even the most proud Ye Jiu did not express any objection to this, but felt that it was natural.

The path of cultivation has never been judged by age.

No matter from which aspect, Shen Yi has long surpassed them, the group of old-generation cultivators.

"No, I haven't figured it out yet, let's see."

Shen Yi shook his head and stepped into the treasure land of Nanyang in full view of everyone.

Only Ji Jingxi was left standing there in a daze.

Haven't figured it out yet, let's see?

If it were someone else, they would definitely think that this was Shen Yi's excuse, perhaps because he didn't trust himself and others, but Ji Jingxi inexplicably felt that... what the other party said seemed to be true.

Almost everyone thought that this was a big chess game that Sect Master Shen had planned long ago.

Otherwise, how could it be so perfect and flawless?

The result was just a helpless move by the other party to take one step at a time?

Ji Jingxi did not underestimate Shen Yi at all. Instead, she felt that this young man became more and more terrifying. In addition, she felt a little distressed.

Only helpless actions can show how much pressure Sect Master Shen is under.

The kind of cautiousness that carries the lives of millions of people is like being on a thousand-foot abyss with only a thin rope under your feet, and you can't take even one wrong step. How can ordinary people endure it?

Thinking of this, Ji Jingxi raised his eyes and looked forward.

Even though Shen Yi had returned to Nanyang Sect, many cultivators still stared at the reception platform with excitement and awe, and refused to leave for a long time.

...

Nanyang Treasure Land, Mountain Top Hall.

Shen Yi sat in the hall, like a beast returning from hunting, silently licking his wounds.

Compared with the previous bustle, he enjoyed this hard-won tranquility more.

Only the clearest thoughts can prevent one from making mistakes.

Now that he has finally taken Nanhong's spiritual energy into his hands, he still has a long way to go before he can fight against the immortals.

And there is only one chance.

If he fails, Hongze Immortal will definitely report to the Immortal Court that he has such a strange method of stealing immortal power.

Shen Yi now has no knowledge of the so-called Immortal Court, and is not sure how those beings who are high above and overlooking the world will view what happened to him.

But he is used to thinking about the worst of everything.

"You can only win, not lose."

Shen Yi muttered to himself, and killed the Southern Dragon King, which meant that there was no room for maneuver in this matter.

Thinking of this, not only was there no fear in his eyes, but they became deeper and calmer, with only a trace of ripples hidden deep in his pupils, which was a faint murderous intent.

He had other ways to go.

For example, let Qinghua go to the Immortal Court to inquire first, and pave the way for himself.

But when the Great Immortal Hongze "welcomed" Qinghua back to Beihong, one of them must die in Hongze.

Boom——

The huge dragon corpses turned into a bloody river, and all the dragon sons and grandsons of the Southern Dragon Palace turned into the purest blood and poured into the sea of ​​consciousness between Shen Yi's eyebrows.

Ke Shisan had already stood up from the throne.

It opened its arms to welcome the power of the entire clan.

Sure enough, as the first branch hall master to follow the master, how could the other party treat him badly.

"Roar!"

Under the intense burning sensation, Ke Shisan couldn't help but let out a deafening dragon roar!

Apart from several dragon sons in the Hedao realm and many dragon grandsons in Baiyujing, the invincible Southern Dragon King in the late Heavenly Realm is the most precious tonic.

The powerful demonic power raged in the Ten Thousand Demons Hall, turning into a scarlet storm.

Pushed Ke Shisan's realm to an unprecedented peak.

"Isn't this enough?"

Shen Yi felt the changes in Ke Shisan and raised his eyebrows slightly.

The threshold from the late Heavenly Realm to perfection is so difficult to cross. No wonder the Southern Dragon King has not been able to take this step completely after 100,000 years.

However, in addition to these delicacies, Shen Yi still has many fly legs in his hands.

Dragons are lustful.

The most loyal guards of the dragon sons and grandsons have more or less yellow evil poisonous dragon blood on their bodies, but they are more mixed.

Shen Yi carefully stripped them all out to help himself, the East Hall Master, take the last step!

"Xuan Jian is willing to sacrifice his body for thousands of lives to protect my master's supreme law!"

Amidst a desolate chant, Ke Shisan's eyes sparkled.

No need for dragon energy to bless him, he has successfully entered the Heavenly Realm!

However, the changes have not stopped.

Under the infusion of the demon essences that Shen Yi has gathered one after another, the remaining two million years of demon life have passed quickly, and dozens of demon souls have been reshaped one after another, flesh and blood have gathered, and one after another, the stone guards have flown into the East Hall of Ten Thousand Demons.

The already thick black air has become even more terrifying.

Many dragon demons have awakened, and those with more of the same clan have successfully entered the Hedao realm, at least six or seven of them.

After the West Hall, the things nurtured in the East Hall also began to flourish.

"Huh."

Shen Yi finally understood why others said that Nanhong was barren.

He had already obtained most of the resources, but only exchanged for a Heavenly Realm Perfection Stone, which was not even enough for him to break through the middle stage of the Heavenly Realm.

Fortunately, such a foundation is enough for him to return to Xihong, even Beihong is not out of reach.

Shen Yi sank into introspection.

He quickly took over the golden body.

When he opened his eyes again, there was a misty mountain in his sight.

There is a fairy palace in the clouds.

Under the leadership of Black Dragon and Wuliang Daohuangzong and others.

Shen Yi controlled the prison-suppressing golden body and walked to the door of the fairy palace step by step. Then he saw a figure shrouded in clear air, sitting high above the stairs.

The other party's face was not very clear, and even his approximate age could not be seen.

On the corner of the clothes as white as snow, there were flowing clouds embroidered with green silk, like living things, slowly swaying.

"Fairy friend, I am very happy to see you today."

The man raised his hand slightly, and his voice was smiling.

In an instant, the same order sounded in the minds of Black Dragon and Wuliang Daohuangzong.

The next moment, they turned around in unison, and the golden ropes were tied to Shen Yi's body, and the talismans were tightly attached to his forehead and limbs.

"..."

Shen Yi did not struggle, but just looked up silently.

Hongze Immortal seemed a little surprised by his reaction, but he didn't care. He just stood up slowly and chuckled: "I will borrow your merits for a while. When I return to heaven, I will definitely praise your name thousands of times in my heart to thank you for your kindness."