Nine Realms God Emperor

After thinking about it clearly, Qin Chuan felt relaxed. As long as he has the strength, everything will be solved easily. [No pop-up novel website]

"Don't worry." The Demon Lord said softly.

Qin Chuan smiled: "I'm not worried. Okay, now we have to bring the problem back. We need to find a big tree to lean against. Which one do you want to find?"

Jun Wushuang smiled and said, "Just make up your mind."

Originally, Qin Chuan felt that Jun Wushuang came from the Divine Realm and should be able to sweep him in the Immortal Realm, but now he knew that his thinking was too simple. Not one person from the Divine Realm could sweep the big world of the Immortal Realm, even a top person from the Divine Realm. Can't do it.

The Immortal Realm is not as good as the Divine Realm, but the difference between them is not as simple as it seems on the surface. Let's put it this way, the top warriors in the Immortal Realm and the Divine Realm may be able to draw a tie.

Qin Chuan looked at the Demon Lord and smiled: "Good sister, is it convenient for us to join the Demon Sect Temple?"

The Demon Lord smiled: "I am the master of one of the nine halls of the Demon Sect Temple. Why not join my hall?"

"That's the best."

Qin Chuan didn't expect that the Demon Lord was doing so well and had reached this status.

This is the Demon Sect Temple. Through Jun Wushuang, he also knew that this sect was powerful and was definitely one of the giants in the world of Immortal Realm.

In such a large sect, the Demon Lord can become the master of one of the nine palaces.

It is also famous in this world.

The group headed to the Demon Gate Temple.

There are many mountains in Xianyun City, Xianyun City is very big, and the most famous thing in Xianyun City is Xianyun Mountain.

The mountains are tall and majestic. Standing on the top of the mountain, you can directly see the clouds around you.

The powerful sects and aristocratic families will establish their sects on Xianyun Mountain. Xianyun City is where dragons gather. It can be regarded as a small microcosm of the Immortal Realm and a small battlefield of the Immortal Realm.

The Demon Gate Temple is majestic, with a solemn gate and an ancient palace on the top of the mountain. It really feels like it reaches the sky.

The white clouds are all under your feet. Standing on Xianyun Mountain, overlooking the thousands of miles of rivers and mountains below, and looking at the vast blue sky and white clouds in the distance, you will feel how small you are at this moment.

Qin Chuan took a look at the people in the Demon Sect Temple and saw that there was not a demon inheritor at all.

Think about it, the inheritor of the demon god is just a kind of demon. What is a demon?

Demon gate, temple?

Qin Chuan seemed to understand something, what is good and what is evil, there is no absolute between good and evil.

There are so many hypocrites, with human faces and animal hearts, but they are all good people on the outside.

In fact, the previous vision was too narrow, and the definition of good and evil, good and bad was too narrow.

No one here looks like a bad guy, and they even look better than the good guys.

Besides, Qin Chuan knew that the Demon Lord was here, which meant something. If it was really dirty, she wouldn't be here.

In fact, speaking of it, it is still about stance and interests.

It was very low-key for Qin Chuan and several others to join the Demon Sect Temple. This was also what Qin Chuan requested. In fact, it was just to get an identity. After all, a warrior from a large sect is completely different from a helpless warrior.

Sometimes you just need this identity, and you don't need a powerful person from the sect to take action. Wherever the identity is, you can kill your opponent. If you don't have the identity, you won't get any good results, let alone killing or injuring the opponent.

Simply put, this is a form of taking advantage of momentum.

With the identity of the Demon Gate Temple, Qin Chuan knew the name of the Demon Lord's temple.

What a temple!

There are nine temples in total in the Demon Gate Temple, and this is the only one with the word "sacred".

The True Temple is also the temple with the most women. It has a very special status, but its strength is relatively weak.

There are many people in the Demon Gate Temple, while the True Temple has relatively few people, but there are also thousands of people.

A large sect will definitely have a large number of people when it reaches a certain level, but it also has a certain scale, because it is not just the number of people that truly supports a large sect, but calculated in this way, the Demon Sect Temple also has tens of thousands of people, and they are definitely considered strong.

This is the foundation of the great sect.

The Demon Lord is the master of the true temple, and there are also deputy masters and ten elders below him.

In fact, the palace master is very leisurely. Most things are managed by the deputy palace master. If there is anything down below, he goes to the elders.

After changing into the clothes of the Demon Gate Temple, the Demon Lord took them around.

The clothes of the Demon Sect Temple are black, jet black. After Qin Chuan put them on, the two strands of white hair looked more like blood, and the whole person was so elegant that people couldn't take their eyes away.

The Demon Lord was also stunned, looking at Qin Chuan in a daze.

"Good sister, your look in your eyes makes me so scared that you want to eat me." Qin Chuan said with a playful smile.

He spoke in a low voice, close to the ear of the Demon Lord.

The Demon Lord trembled slightly. Many people here were slightly absent-minded before, but they were thinking too much, but naturally it was mainly because of Qin Chuan.

"I'm going to die, you bastard!" Demon Lord said in an angry tone, pretending to be calm.

After speaking, move forward.

"Should I hold the door open for you tonight?" Qin Chuan chuckled and followed.

"I'll leave you a big-headed ghost." The Demon Lord reached out and knocked Qin Chuan.

The movements were intimate, and there was a touch of warmth and warmth. Qin Chuan liked this feeling very much.

This is a rare experience.

Only Qin Chuan could talk nonsense like this. The Demon King seemed angry, but his heart was warm. He hadn't felt this way for a long time. No one could give him this feeling except him.

"Hello, Master!"

"Hello, Master!"

…

Many people greeted the Demon Lord along the way, and the Demon Lord nodded.

"Palace Master!"

The person who greeted him this time was a young man who looked very young and handsome, with a sense of coldness and arrogance, but when he looked at the Demon Lord, there was a hint of warmth.

Qin Chuan quickly caught the trick.

The Demon Lord smiled: "Qin Chuan, this is the cold deputy palace master."

Then he pointed at Qin Chuan and said, "They are newcomers to the True Temple, and they are also my friends."

Gao Leng looked at Qin Chuan. He had seen a little intimacy between Qin Chuan and the Demon Lord before, especially the look and eyes of the Demon Lord as he knocked Qin Chuan on the head.

This stung the cold man deeply.

Gao Leng likes the Demon Lord, but this love has always been buried deep in his heart. He is a cold and arrogant person, and he can only show a soft look in front of the Demon Lord. To outsiders, Gao Leng is like a thousand-year-old ice.

He is super talented, handsome, and has an extraordinary background. It can be said that there are many women who like Gao Leng, but after Gao Leng met the Demon Lord, he felt that other women were vulgar and vulgar.

But he didn't dare to express it, because he felt inferior in front of the Demon Lord, and it felt like blasphemy to say it. He already felt very content to be by her side like this.

But Qin Chuan's appearance disrupted his rhythm and made him feel whether he was wrong. Sometimes it was like this. Many people didn't have the courage to be the first to eat crabs.

The risks are great, but so are the opportunities.

Gao Leng was jealous because the demon king called this young man by his first name.