Begin immortality by slaying demons

Boom!

The turbid water waves rolled up like a mad torrent, hitting the giant pillars heavily.

In the dark sky, there was a flash of divine light, extending for thousands of miles, turning into a magnificent picture of rivers and mountains. There were people and noises inside, as if the fairy court had descended on the earth, but there was no peaceful atmosphere at all, only the breath of majesty and killing quietly spread out.

This state of Wuliangdao Palace may be the first time in many years to appear in Xihong.

And two of them appeared at once.

The two pictures of rivers and mountains looked at each other from a distance, covering the entire mountain. Under this vast river and mountain, the Banshan Sect, which was originally towering like clouds, seemed very tiny and fragile, as if it would collapse at any time.

"Wuliandao Emperor Sect, this is coming in anger, quickly withdraw..."

The curious creatures nearby all quickly discovered something wrong.

Although they were not very knowledgeable, they knew that the Wuliang Daohuang Sect was about educating all living beings and making everyone like a dragon. However, they showed such a domineering side at this moment, which obviously meant that they were not here to visit the Banshan Sect.

"What are they crazy about?"

Under the light of a dragon ball, Ye Jiu's eyelids twitched slightly. Although he was the Nanhong Sword and followed his master, he was actually a person who valued feelings. Otherwise, he would not have given up the opportunity to kill the Southern Dragon King and chose to save Qi Yansheng.

What the Banshan Sect Master did was very much to his liking.

Seeing the Alliance Sect being bullied, Ye Jiu felt a little angry: "Even if they want to find someone or interrogate him, they shouldn't act like they are going to destroy the whole family, right?!"

"This is to establish their authority."

Zi Xian glanced at Prince Ziyang next to her with a guilty conscience. Obviously, because of her brother's strength, the Wuliang Daohuang Sect, which was sensitive by nature, suddenly felt that its already unstable position was challenged.

Especially in Xihong, a place they originally looked down on.

Now they are taking action, they must want to let the whole Xihong see the thundering methods of the Wuliang Daohuang Sect.

In short, the nouveau riche met the original local rich man in Hongze, so they naturally had to show off the gold, silver and jewelry in their pockets to strengthen their confidence.

Mountain Moving Sect unfortunately became the target of the other party to show off their skills.

"..."

Hearing this, the three sect leaders of Nanhong all looked at Prince Ziyang.

If he hadn't come, it would have been fine. Now he was in the field. Not to mention Ye Jiu and Ji Jingxi, even the most stable Qi Yansheng would probably not be able to watch the Banshan Sect being wiped out.

"Huh."

Prince Ziyang knew Ye Jiu's character very well. The two of them had fought bravely and fiercely all the way. When they were competing and learning from each other, they wanted to beat each other to death. That's when they formed a friendship.

"I promise that Banshan Sect will be fine, but not now."

He looked into the sky and saw a figure wearing a gorgeous yellow robe sitting on top of two pictures of Wuliang Jiangshan.

No matter how strong Donglong Palace is, it depends on the situation.

For example, before, Xilong Palace asked for help to solve the problem of Wan Yao Palace. Since he came, it must be Donglong Palace that was in charge, and others would follow his orders.

But now it's different. Wuliang Daohuang Sect is not involved in this matter. They chose to come out alone to take revenge, so they have nothing to do with Donglong Palace. If he forcibly came out to stop it, it would be a bit too much.

Prince Ziyang knows this group of cultivators very well.

He looked at the three people and said, "You should find a way to send a message to the Banshan Sect, so that they can prepare in advance and protect the creatures in the treasure land. No matter what happens, don't be anxious. No matter what the Wuliang Daohuang Sect asks, just say you don't know."

Let the Wuliang Daohuang Sect vent their anger first and show their methods. If the two people still want to kill, then with the reputation of the Purple Bearded White Dragon Clan, it is a reasonable explanation to stop them at this time.

"Okay."

Ji Jingxi quickly took out the jade slip. What she feared most now was that it would be delayed for too long and let Shen Yi know about it.

"You mean..." Qi Yansheng frowned and quickly cast his eyes back to the Banshan Sect.

Wuliang Daohuang Sect is at least a senior sect of the immortal gate. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is the leader of the cultivators. Don't you have any concerns about doing things?

"Heh." Prince Ziyang narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at the two people in the Jiangshan map, did not respond, but sneered.

As if to verify his words, Situ Fuhai and Shi Lianchang quietly looked down, not to mention the visiting card, and even had no interest in introducing themselves.

The two raised their palms as if they had telepathy, and then pressed down at the same time.

In an instant, the Wanli River and Mountain Map slowly rolled up, as if there was an invisible pressure pressing down, and the entire sky-supporting pillar shook slightly, and stopped in less than a breath.

The formation was broken without any signs.

However, the two still had no intention of stopping, and calmly watched the dense cracks appear on the high mountain. As the stone skin peeled off, what appeared at the gap was not the mountain, but the tip of the iceberg of another world.

Faces full of panic looked outside, not daring to move at all. Although they were terrified, they still tried to maintain another formation to prevent the outer world from being affected.

"No wonder there are seventeen branch sects, they are so skilled."

Ye Jiu closed his eyes, a smile appeared on his face, and the smile contained ferocity.

It can be seen that the Wuliang Daohuang Sect has done this more than once to break the formation and destroy the sect.

Including this time, first destroy the sect, then question, while acting domineeringly, the indifference on the faces of the two people is the most frightening.

It is said that after the integration of the Tao, the incarnation of the small world, shouldering the lives of all living beings, there will always be more mercy in the heart.

But at this moment, in the eyes of these two leaders of the Wuliang Daohuang Sect, all living things are straw dogs, which really has some of the taste of heaven and earth.

"Stop!"

A red-eyed figure flashed out of the mountain. Huang Wenfa, with an unprecedented crazy attitude, carried his big knife, stomped his legs wildly, and rushed straight to the sky!

However, he rushed out less than ten steps before he was suppressed in place by the invisible pressure, as if he was entangled by vines and couldn't move at all.

He could only curse at the sky with distorted facial features and spit flying: "You dog, if you have anything to say, come to your Grandpa Huang. What's the point of venting your anger on the treasure land!"

In the eyes of Situ Fuhai and Shi Lianchang, such a cultivator in the late stage of the earth realm seemed to be no different from other creatures in the treasure land. The curse was so light that they couldn't even raise their eyelids.

The giant pillar finally collapsed.

A brand new inner world slowly came into everyone's sight.

Countless disciples and elders stared at the sky in a daze, and the palms that maintained the formation gradually began to tremble.

This is the world that they have been blessed by since they were born.

And now, the sky has collapsed.

"Not enough?!" Ye Jiu turned back suddenly, and the long sword of flowing light fell into his palm.

"Enough."

Prince Ziyang exhaled lightly and stepped out of the cover of the dragon ball: "You wait for me here."

"Don't worry, he's fine." Zi Xian comforted several Nanhong Sect Masters softly.

In Hongze, there are few things that his brother can't solve. It's just a matter of lacking a name.

Before he finished speaking, Zi Xian found that his brother slowly stopped.

She said a little irritably: "Can you stop waiting! Are you going to make me anxious to death?"

"..."

Prince Ziyang frowned and stared at the front. After a moment, he turned back and asked: "Who is that?"

Hearing this, everyone took a step forward and looked in the direction of Banshan Sect.

Situ Fuhai and Shi Lianchang's eyes also fell on the same place.

In the exposed inner gate of Banshan Sect, a towering ancestral hall was rapidly collapsing under invisible pressure, turning into dust, and the beams were broken, revealing the true appearance inside.

In the hall that looked like a ruin, there was a figure sitting cross-legged.

The black hair that reached his waist was scattered in a mess, and the black shirt was slightly fluttering. The whole person was slightly hunched and looked a little embarrassed.

Especially that fair and handsome face, which was now as dejected as if he was seriously ill and could not be cured, with bloodshot eyes and a trace of confusion.

There were traces of saliva from retching at the corners of his lips.

He raised his eyes slightly, first scanned the surroundings, and then looked towards the sky.

Being stared at by those bloodshot eyes, Situ Fuhai raised his eyebrows and slowly took out something similar to a sundial. Blood light was reflected on it, and a shadow fell.

The shadow spun wildly on the sundial, and finally stopped, pointing to the direction under his feet, facing the black-shirted figure!

"Hehe! Hehe!"

Situ Fuhai finally showed a grim smile on his face, leaned forward, and his voice was as deep as a bronze bell: "I ask you..."

As soon as the words came out, his face changed slightly.

In the broken ancestral hall, the black-shirted young man stood up slowly, as if the invisible pressure did not exist for him.

He looked expressionless, patted his clothes, and when his slender five fingers fell, a golden-patterned black knife appeared in his palm.

The blade was slanted down to the ground.

The young man raised his head, and his hoarse voice seemed to be waking up from a deep sleep, carrying a little tiredness.

"Hush."

He raised his index finger and put it to his lips, with a shallow arc at the corner of his lips, and whispered: "Save it for the next life."

As the voice floated away, his fleeting smile suddenly showed a cold murderous intent!

"Tsk."

The moment he heard this, Prince Ziyang had the answer in his heart.

Looking back at the expressions on the faces of several people, the answer became more certain.

"You guessed it right, this is Shen Yi."

Zi Xian stroked her forehead and glared at him unhappily: "You like to wait, right? Now it's all over!"

"..."

Prince Zi Yang didn't quite understand why a cultivator in the middle stage of the Heaven Realm could kill Yue Gonggui and make someone as arrogant as Ye Jiu show this expression.

He didn't know how the other party dared to make such arrogant remarks to the two leaders of the Wuliang Daohuang Sect.

Obviously, Situ Fuhai and Shi Lianchang didn't understand it either.

The two were stunned for a moment, and then their expressions returned to indifference, which meant that they were really angry, not just performing in front of the creatures of Xihong as before.

The picture of the mountains and rivers turned into a sky-covering curtain and swept towards Shen Yi.

The figures in the meantime seemed to have sensed the call of heaven, and they all put their palms together and began to chant endlessly.

"Daohuang Zhenmo!"

In order to ensure a successful attack, the two used profound Taoist methods.

Facing the curtain that covered the sky and the sun, feeling his soul being torn apart, Shen Yi put down his palm, his eyes were occupied by gray fog, and the thick gray fog soon dissipated.

The ruthless way of all calamities.

Having experienced all kinds of suffering, he finally became a ruthless immortal, so how could he be affected by such noise.

The gray fog rose in the wind and penetrated directly into the Jiangshan picture, and then madly dyed the entire picture at a speed that was invisible to the naked eye.

The sentient beings who were chanting suddenly became numb, and their tightly clasped hands gradually fell down, and the surroundings became quiet again.

Puff——

Shen Yi raised his knife, and the black gold edge that spanned the sky and earth rose with the dragon's roar, and pierced into the Jiangshan picture, and then cut out!

"Get out!"

Situ Fuhai noticed something was wrong and hurriedly reminded him.

Shi Lianchang reacted quickly and jumped up, wanting to leave the Jiangshan picture temporarily.

The next moment, he watched Shen Yi walk out of the crack slowly with a knife in his hand. Under the cover of messy hair, there was no ripple on his face, but he approached him with a clear goal.

It was like looking at a dying person.

"Heh!"

Shi Lianchang was a little unsure of the other party's background, and did not intend to confront him head-on. He planned to return to the Dao Palace first.

He turned into a stream of light and ran straight to the Dao Palace.

Just as it was about to fall on the mat, Shen Yi just watched quietly, and then tightened the hilt of the knife.

In an instant, the whole world seemed to freeze.

The stream of light that had already rushed into the Taoist palace seemed to be hit by the divine mountain, and a figure actually fell out of the stream of light and fell straight down.

After landing with a bang, Shi Lianchang raised his head, and what came into his eyes was the upright figure of the young man, and the face that looked down indifferently.

He finally had a little panic: "Wulian Zhen——"

At the moment when he pinched the magic formula, the Taoist palace had already pressed straight down, and at the same time released golden light, wrapping Shi Lianchang's entire body in it.

But the voice still stopped abruptly.

The grayness in Shen Yi's eyes became more and more intense, and his right arm stabbed out brazenly, and the dragon roar in the black gold long sword was sharp.

Even the armored Huo Lin could not stop the blue dragon devouring the sun, so how could it be stopped by a Taoist method.

The golden light was like a piece of thin paper in front of the blade.

Before Shi Lianchang could finish the last word, he stared blankly at the blade piercing his chest, and the black gold edge immediately began to bite his Daoying's five internal organs.

However, as a senior branch leader of the Wuliang Daohuang Sect,

how could he be distracted in the fight.

Almost immediately, he propped himself up and hugged Shen Yi's legs fiercely, screaming at the same time: "Please ancestors..."

Boom!

Shen Yi casually backhanded a palm on the other's cheek, and the whole head was instantly shattered into blood mist.

From beginning to end, he didn't even look at Shi Lianchang.

Even though a shadow suddenly jumped out of the slowly falling body and fled towards the Jiangshantu, it still failed to arouse his interest.

"Situ, protect me first!"

The shadow remained calm and fled quickly, not daring to hesitate at all.

As long as he returns to the Dao Emperor Palace, the fight has just begun. The ancestral tablet has not been sacrificed yet, and he still has many means to use!

At this moment, two huge tiger phantoms jumped out of the void.

One black and one white, secretly in line with the Great Dao.

The demon emperor's soldiers, yin and yang are born and destroyed.

The strong and ferocious black tiger, as if it had expected it, happened to appear on the route of Shi Lianchang's escape, and then opened its bloody mouth, waiting for the phantom to crash into it.

The black tiger chewed hard for a few times, and then swallowed Shi Lianchang and his panicked and shrill screams into the stomach!

After doing all this, the two fierce tigers turned into Yin and Yang Xuan Pei and slowly fell into Shen Yi's palm.

"..."

Situ Fuhai stood in the Dao Emperor Palace, and the five fingers that pinched the magic formula were trembling slightly.

All of Shi Lianchang's thoughts seemed to be under the control of this young man. This person's understanding of the Wuliang Dao Emperor Sect has reached a terrifying level of palpitations.

Just when he was in a state of confusion.

Shen Yi slowly tightened his grip on the jade pendant, and looked sideways at Situ Fuhai in the Taoist Palace. His lips suddenly rose amid his messy hair.

A clean and pure smile.

But it made Situ Fuhai stagger, retreat repeatedly, and lean on the huge stone tablet that had just appeared with a short breath.

There was no writing on the tablet, only pictures of the Taoist Palace, from bottom to top, more than tens of thousands!