Begin immortality by slaying demons

Beihong, the residence of immortals.

On the round and thick Panlong pillar, a dark golden Dharma image about ten feet high hangs its head.

At the heart, the lacquered mahogany wedge sunk deeply into it, giving its solid and broad chest an inexplicable sense of shrinkage and withering. Dark golden liquid seeped out of it, rolling down along the muscle veins and staining the talismans and ropes on the body.

"Hoo..."

This tall prison-suppressing golden body breathed weakly, and a pair of gold-plated eyes stared at the ground. The eyes no longer had the domineering power of the past, leaving only endless numbness and struggle.

"Open your mouth and take the pill."

A rough black dragon claw pressed on its left shoulder and slammed it against the pillar. The moment the golden body was forced to raise its head, the black dragon stuffed a pill with shining treasure directly into its chest. In the mouth.

The golden body leaned slumped against the pillar, feeling the powerful medicinal power dissolving in his body, and silently stared at the black dragon in front of him.

A pill like this can actually work on a body condensed by the power of faith. It is definitely not made from ordinary heavenly materials and earthly treasures.

"What are you looking at? Such elixir is rare even for me. It would be a waste to use it on you."

Qi Tianchuan's eyes were filled with contempt, and he grabbed Jin Shen's head with one claw and pressed it down.

A small cultivator who relied on the elixir from the sky to barely be able to compete with Hedao. If he had not followed the wrong path and deceived the attention of the Immortal Court, he would never have the qualifications to look directly at him in this life.

"Qi, please be careful and don't implicate me."

An old man in yellow robe frowned and glanced at the black dragon, and he repaired the cracks on the golden body that had broken due to being unable to withstand the seal.

Even if it is just immortal food, it is not something that he and others can easily insult.

It is taboo to waste food.

"It's just a pity."

Qi Tianchuan sniffed the remaining elixir scent on his paws, tsk, such a sweet scent of incense is very intoxicating.

At this moment, there was a burst of leisurely footsteps behind him.

The two of them put down what they were doing at the same time, turned around, and bowed humbly: "The things you told me have been done. As long as there are enough elixirs and diligent repairs to its wounds, it can live under this seal for more than 100,000 years." It’s not a problem either.”

"More than a hundred thousand years?"

Liuyun's white robe swayed slightly, and the visitor stepped out of the clear light.

Perhaps all living beings would think that Great Immortal Hongze was an old man with an immortal spirit, at least middle-aged.

But in fact, he looked very young and his face was slightly thin. Even against the backdrop of such fairy-like clothes, he also showed a bit of meanness.

Immortal Hongze smiled and looked at the figure on the pillar: "My dear friend, more than ten years is enough."

For existences like theirs, more than ten years are just a blink of an eye, just a short break, or even an occasional wandering of the world.

In such a short period of time, he was able to obtain merit that even made him excited.

This is God's intention to help him return to the fairyland.

"Get out."

Immortal Hongze stepped away from the two of them softly, and walked slowly to the golden body. As his clothes swayed, he slowly rose into the air.

Eyes facing each other.

A strong fear suddenly emerged in Jin Shen's numb eyes.

Qinghua chanted the master's name in her heart, but she still couldn't suppress the slight trembling of the golden body of the Dharma. As if she knew what would happen next, she curled up deep inside the Dharma and clenched her teeth hard.

The next moment, Great Immortal Hongze stretched out his index finger and slowly pointed it towards the void.

"roar!!"

At the same time, the muscular golden body clenched his fists, and golden light surged from his body. Bits of it were peeled off and integrated into the immortal's fingertips.

The muscles all over its body were tense, veins popped out, and its palms were trembling crazily.

The merits that would allow it to gain immortality in heaven are slowly being taken away by others.

Inside this majestic golden body.

The Yin Shen, with a handsome face and a snow-white gown, felt as if he had been struck by lightning. He stretched out his right palm in a daze, wanting to retain these merits, but his five fingers were empty and could not hold anything.

"My lord——"

The lips of the young-looking Yin Shen trembled slightly.

What really made Qinghua feel desperate was not the pain that swept through his body.

She controlled the Yin Shen and the golden body for her master, but at this moment she could only watch as the things that belonged to Shen Yi were taken away, and she was completely unable to protect them.

"Who are you calling?"

Immortal Hongze looked down at the golden body from a high position. He noticed the other person's silent recitation, and couldn't help but find it a bit funny: "Seeking immortals and worshiping Buddha? Have you forgotten that I am an immortal."

The words echoed in the hall, creating a desperate pressure.

Under the immortals, everything is like a rut.

"..."

The trembling fingers in the white shirt gradually returned to calm, and the eyes that were originally struggling with pain became as calm as a pool of stagnant water.

He clenched his palms.

Feeling the pain on his body carefully, the young man was silent for a long time, but then he raised the corners of his lips and revealed a fierce smile.

"Um?"

Immortal Hongze hummed slightly and frowned slowly.

Then he saw the golden body, whose face was numb before, and raised his head little by little. The struggling gilt eyes were so clear at this moment.

Without any emotion, he just stared at himself quietly.

It even made the Great Immortal Hongze feel a little offended and angry, but he still showed the magnanimity of an immortal: "Look, you only have more than ten years left to live anyway."

The prison-suppressing golden body watched the power of merit in the sky merge into the opponent's fingertips.

It cast its eyes on the face of the immortal, as if it wanted to remember this face. Finally, it opened its mouth, and its deep voice also resounded throughout the hall.

"More than ten years is too long, I only fight for the day and night."

Hearing this, the immortal Hongze was stunned for a moment.

Then, as if he had heard some ridiculous joke, he laughed so hard that he was out of breath.

He waved his sleeves casually, took away the merits, and at the same time covered the door of the hall with clear air, and the whole hall instantly fell into deep darkness.

Hongze Daxian glanced outside the hall and said jokingly: "Fellow immortal, in front of me..."

His voice suddenly became gloomy: "How can you still see the day and night."

However, the golden body did not respond.

It lowered its head again, enjoying the afterglow of its body's painful twitching. The torture of being torn apart by the soul could keep it awake forever.

...

Xihong, Banshan Sect.

Shen Yi stood in front of the low mountain with his eyes closed, his hands hanging casually, only his fingertips deeply sunk into his palms.

"What's wrong with you?"

Ji Jingxi noticed something was wrong and gently supported the other party. As soon as she touched him, she felt how weak Shen Yi's upright body was.

She was shocked. Could it be that in the fight with the two Wuliang Daohuang Sect masters just now, her own master Shen did not win as easily as others saw?

"It's okay."

Shen Yi opened his eyes and gently brushed away the palm on his shoulder.

From beginning to end, he enjoyed the immortal's methods. Although it was a bit of self-inflicted suffering, it also allowed him to have a clearer understanding of the Great Immortal Hongze.

He lowered his head and murmured, "Hurry up."

Ye Jiu and Qi Yansheng walked slowly from a distance. They didn't know what Shen Yi was planning at the moment, but they didn't want to let the other party go forward alone.

Even if they were weaker, they could fart and add wind, plunder the formation, etc., which was better than doing nothing.

It was really uncomfortable to watch the other party fight the Wuliang Daohuang Sect alone before.

"When will we start?"

Ye Jiu took out the Flowing Light Sword. The Sword of All Things that failed to penetrate the dragon monster's body last time should be able to play a role this time.

Hearing this, Shen Yi looked towards the waters and gently rubbed his wrists to calm his trembling fingers.

"Now."

...

In the main hall of the West Dragon Palace.

Qi Shengtao stared at the desk in front of him and wrote furiously: "This is a matter of killing each other among the same sect. I hope your sect will personally take action to clean up the sect!"

The rest of the people in the hall dared not breathe.

Obviously, the fact that the two sect leaders of the Wuliang Daohuang Sect were still killed after offering the ancestral tablet gave my father a great stimulus.

If that person also mastered the method of summoning the ancestral tablet, it can be said that he already had the strength to turn Xihong upside down. Even if my father came forward, I am afraid that he would not be able to kill him easily.

I thought that the Ten Thousand Demons Palace was the biggest trouble, but I didn't expect that there was such a monster hidden in this seemingly calm land and water!

Now that the two of them have appeared together, they have made these dragon sons and grandsons feel precarious.

Bang!

Qi Shengtao finally put down his pen and carefully examined the three letters in front of him, which were sent to Wuliang Daohuangzong, Yue Family, and Beilong Palace.

The first two were invited to deal with the Wuliang Daohuangzong's evil disciple. As for Beilong Palace... after discovering that things had changed, the Western Dragon King had given up his previous opinion.

Hongze now seems to have become more and more weird.

Various unidentified strong men appeared out of thin air. Who knows if they will stumble and fall into the hands of some unknown person in the next moment.

Beilong Palace is deeply trusted by the immortals and has the mission of taking care of Hongze.

Even if the group of Netherworld Black Dragons have a big appetite, Qi Shengtao has to ask them to come forward. At least they are the same dragon clan, and they have to take care of the immortals. They will not do the evil deeds of the group of villains in the Ten Thousand Demons Palace.

It is better to lose an arm than to lose your life.

"..."

Qi Shengtao was startled for a moment, then laughed at himself.

There were so many strange things that made him have such a ridiculous idea.

It was now on the dragon cave, and there were only three people in Hongze who could kill it. And those three were holding each other back, and they were all watched by the immortals, so how could they have a chance to attack.

"Look at you cowards."

Qi Shengtao raised his head, his eyes became fierce again, and slowly swept over the people below: "Cheer up for me, don't let nephew Ziyang see a joke."

Seeing his father waved and sent the three letters out.

Qi Zhaowen finally breathed a sigh of relief, and bowed to the side and said: "During this period, I will trouble Prince Ziyang."

With two famous Tianjing perfect masters in Hongze sitting here, there is really no need to panic.

"You're welcome."

Prince Ziyang sat behind the table with his sister, sipped the wine, and waved his hand casually.

He just glanced at the three letters flying out of the palace with the corner of his eyes, without even a wave of emotion.

The moment he issued the order, the whole Xihong would not be able to spread a single word, this is the confidence of being the prince of the East Dragon Palace.

He was just not sure whether it made sense for him to do this.

The young man who boasted of killing the immortal had enough character, but in terms of his strength, let alone whether he could defeat him, even if he could, he was still a long way from the other party's goal.

Let alone killing the immortal, even if he killed the old dragon in front of him, it would not be enough.

Tsk, do you want to help me think of a way to trick this old dragon out.

Give Shen Yi a chance?

Thinking of this, Prince Ziyang put down his wine glass and shook his head helplessly.

He was really influenced by that Shen. With the current situation of Donglong Palace, how could he possibly get involved in such a thing?

Take it slow, first see how Shen Yi plans, and then observe.

As the prince of Donglong Palace, how could he be led by others with just a few words?

"Father, don't worry."

Qi Zhaowen got Zi Yang's affirmative answer, and he was more reassured. He began to take this opportunity to show the difference between himself and his brothers. He smiled and said, "In fact, whether it is the Ten Thousand Demons Palace or the evil disciples of the Wuliang Daohuang Sect, if they really have strength, they would not hide and attack the Dragon Palace long ago."

"In my opinion, we underestimated them before, so they found the opportunity and were killed one after another. We should just stay in the Dragon Palace and wait for Beihong to help us. All worries will be solved."

If Qi Shengtao said this, it would be a bit of a loss of the Dragon King's majesty.

It glanced at its son casually, and it could not see joy or anger in its expression, but it finally felt a little satisfied in its heart.

Lack of strength is nothing, at least the eyesight and brain are not bad.

Qi Shengtao slowly leaned back on the throne and passed over this topic: "The situation is treacherous now. Call your eldest brother back first to avoid any accidents. As for the group of idle wild monsters, we will subdue as many as we can, and leave the rest to the south to worry about."

"Son, I understand!"

Hearing this, Qi Zhaowen was overjoyed.

How long has the eldest brother been gone? How can the things in the south be solved so quickly? Calling him back at this time, without the support of the South Dragon Palace and the monsters headed by Hanshan Patriarch, Zixian, the bitch, was squeezed out by my father. Qi Zhaoyi has no qualifications to compete with me.

My father has made a decision in his heart!

However, the joy in Qi Zhaowen's eyes did not last long.

Because of his urgent mood, he even used his blood essence and used the secret method of the dragon clan to contact the other party, just in time to show his concern for Qi Zhaoyi in front of his father: "Brother, Xihong has changed, I hope you can come back quickly."

The next moment, the eyelids of the second prince of Xihong twitched twice.

He looked up in a daze, looking at Qi Shengtao on the throne: "Father... it seems that my elder brother has returned... just outside the Dragon Palace."

The people present were all demons who had lived for so many years, so they knew why Qi Zhaowen's face was weird.

Qi Zhaoyi was ordered to go to Nanhong to do business, and he had only been there for a short time. He did not report back to the letter, did not inform in advance, and did not respond to the message of the blood essence secret method. He just appeared outside the Dragon Palace quietly?

This matter sounds a bit weird.

Add to that what happened in Xihong recently...

"Huh."

Qi Shengtao slowly sat up straight, his expression indifferent, and lightly tapped his chin and said: "Go to meet your elder brother. I want to know what happened in the south."

It has given this eldest son too many opportunities, and even personally came forward to expel the big monster for him, and gathered a team of his own outside Zixian's sight.

It's just such a small matter, and the other party can do it like this.

It's really a bit disappointing.

Of course, there is another possibility, but Qi Shengtao does not believe that someone would dare to come to him in such a swagger after doing such a thing.

"..."

Prince Ziyang and Zixian looked at each other, felt the dragon seal in the storage magic weapon, and their faces suddenly became much weirder.

A dead person would definitely not appear outside the palace.

The person that Qi Zhaowen sensed only had one possibility.

But... what is he doing here now? !

The scene felt the change of Qi Shengtao's mood and instantly became dead silent.

Qi Zhaowen did not dare to say much, bowed and saluted, and then turned his head and rushed out of the palace.

However, just as he walked to the door of the palace, his whole body froze in place.

A pair of eyes stared at the figure in front of him, looking at the plain black shirt that he had never seen before but had just heard of, and the fair and handsome face, and the calm look from the other party...

Qi Zhaowen's pupils instantly expanded, his throat surged, and the roar had jumped to the tip of his tongue, but he still couldn't shout it out.

Boom!

The black-shirted young man took a step forward and kicked Qi Zhaowen on the black heavy armor on his lower abdomen.

There was no fluctuation of breath, only the surrounding world twisted for a moment.

This great demon in the middle stage of the heavenly realm flew backwards without any resistance, rolled several times in the air, and smashed the long steps under the astonished gaze of everyone!

The throne also sank and tilted suddenly.

Qi Shengtao leaned down slightly, holding the handrails tightly with both hands. Under the shaking crown, the ferocious dragon head stared at the bottom in shock and anger.

Qi Zhaowen curled up like a shrimp, lying in the pile of broken jade, one hand covering his lower abdomen, twitching all over, and the other bloody palm was grabbing the broken steps hard.

He opened his mouth to say something, but his mouth was full of blood plasma.

He could only stare at his father with wide eyes, and then try to crawl up the long steps, trying to crawl to his father's feet.

"Heh... Heh..."

A long boot casually landed on his back, stepping on his dragon spine, making Qi Zhaowen's eyes burst open, his eyeballs almost popped out of his eye sockets, and his whole body could not move at all.

At some point, the black-shirted young man had walked through the crowd and arrived at the bottom of the long steps.

He stepped on Qi Zhaowen lightly and raised his eyes to look at the Xilong King.

Behind the young man, three figures quietly stepped into the hall.

The broad golden silk white robe was slightly rolled up, and the patterns of the clear moon, the heavenly sword, and the spiritual mountain were respectively outlined, making everyone in the hall twitch their eyelids at the same time.

"you--"

Qi Shengtao's eyes turned red as he saw that the prince he had just established in his heart was being trampled under his feet.

It had a hoarse voice: "Is that the evil disciple of the Infinite Dao Emperor Sect?"

Maybe it can't wait until the Immortal Sect comes to clean up the door, because now, the murderous intention in its heart has risen to the point where it can't be restrained.

"Blinding your dog eyes!"

When Situ Fuhai and Shi Lianchang died, Qi Yansheng was extremely concerned about this matter. Now when he heard these words again, he took a step forward with a cold expression: "This is the head of my seven sons, the Nanyang Sect Leader."

As soon as these words came out, even Qi Zhaowen stopped struggling and turned back dullly to look at the young man in front of him.

They had guessed countless identities of their enemies, but never imagined that the answer would be so simple.

The nearest Nanhong is the seven sects they just tried to harm.

When that down-and-out force residing in a corner appeared again, it walked majestically into the main hall of Xilong Palace.