The whole sect is reborn

The blue-horned demon stared at Zhu Fu for a while, then turned the spear in his hand at will, turning it into an airtight circle, and then asked Ling Junqian seemingly casually.

"You clearly had the opportunity to kill me just now, why didn't you do it? Is it because you are soft-hearted?"

Kind-hearted?

Ling Junqian almost laughed out loud when he heard this. If it weren't for the fact that there were several demon cultivators at the scene who were ready to make a move, he wouldn't have been soft-hearted.

The Blue-horned Demon Clan was not a fool. He glanced at Zhu Fu and the others and immediately understood and laughed. He knew that this immortal monk did not try his best, but what does it matter? Anyway, he didn't want to

Now he is fighting this immortal monk. Although he is very unhappy, he still remembers his mission, which is to stop most of the immortal monks here and not let them go up.

So it's a pity that even if he didn't have all the fun, he really has to settle down now.

"As long as you are not merciful and soft-hearted. Just now I was thinking, If you are really such a person, I will kill you! I hate people who talk about benevolence, justice and morality the most in my life. If you want to fight, I will fight, if you want to kill, I will kill, there is so much nonsense

!That’s why I hate those Buddhist cultivators the most.”

At this time, among the immortal monks waiting aside, some of them who were friends with Buddhist cultivators couldn't help but frown.

This demon clan is really rampant and annoying. If the Buddhist cultivators from the Endless Zen Temple were here, a battle would probably be inevitable. However, there is a deep ravine between them and the demon clan. This

The estrangement may last for many years.

Glancing at Ling Junqian again, the blue-horned demon seemed to want to remember this monk, but did not ask his name.

"Immortal monk, remember my name! I am Lan Ming! Although I am not famous yet, and I am not as famous as those who went to the eighth floor, but the way of heaven is long, one day I will catch up with them, and then be better than them.

Anyone is stronger! At that time, you can fight me with all your strength! Let’s see who will win! Okay, now you go over.”

What a psycho! Yun Guiyue complained in her heart about this blue-horned demon clan. They all changed their appearance. When they meet next time, who knows who is who?

However, Yun Guiyue was not so kind to say this. Who knows if this seemingly abnormal demon will cause trouble again.

Ling Junqian glanced at the Blue-horned Demon Clan, and then without any nonsense, he led his disciples directly to the side of the Immortal Monk. At this time, there was a wave of Immortal Monk waiting in front of him. Seeing them passing by, Ling Junqian felt good intentions.

With a little caution. Without a unified enemy, the Immortal monks themselves are full of competition.

Those who can come to the seventh level at this time are the best among the immortal monks. The avenues are connected. Even if you are a Taoist cultivator, it is not difficult to understand these Buddhist and Taoist classics.

Zhu Fu curiously took a look at the Buddhist and Taoist classics in the futon, and once again felt that the demon-suppressing tower left by the endless Zen abbot sitting here was to select a good Buddhist successor for himself. This level

Damn it, even if immortal monks can understand Buddhist scriptures, they are not as good as the group of people who are originally Buddhists. Isn't this obvious?

However, with half the blood of the demon clan, can she comprehend Buddhist and Taoist scriptures?

This is really unknown.

Before the time of three sticks of incense, before Ling Junqian fought with the Blue-horned Demon Clan, the Supreme Elder of Lingyun Sect was paying attention to the situation in the Demon Suppression Tower, mainly paying attention to Yu Duanruo, but suddenly felt a familiar aura approaching, and suddenly

He frowned, and then Yu Jian was about to walk away.

But after walking out for a while, he remembered that Ruoruo was still in the Demon Suppression Tower, and couldn't help but stop. But in the eyes of others later, since he didn't leave, the Supreme Elder was waiting for him.

Bursts of distant fragrant wind blew in, and the figure of a stunningly beautiful woman came softly. From the middle of this beauty's forehead, covered by a few strands of hair, there was a horn as long as two knuckles.

.This horn is all white, like fine jade, but there is a touch of bright red at the top. It is like a layer of rouge, which not only does not make her appearance less beautiful, but even adds a lot of charm.

Every step she took was slow, her posture was graceful, but her speed was extremely fast. At the moment when the Lingyun Sect Supreme Elder hesitated, she had already arrived beside him.

As we get closer, this female cultivator is better said to be a demon saint. Her peerless face becomes more and more eye-catching. Even if we know that she is a demon, her clothes make it difficult for people to think of her.

.

At this time, the demon saint came to the Supreme Elder like a willow supporting the wind, staring at his face quietly, with a smile as poisonous as the flower on the other side of her mouth.

"An'an, are you okay?"

From time to time, a string of veins of patience appeared on the stern face of the Supreme Elder.

"Call me by my name!"

"Nothing wrong."

The saint follows the good deeds.

Although the Supreme Elder is very senior, he is actually not that old. He has deep eyebrows and a straight bridge of nose. However, the corners of his mouth are always pursed, making him look difficult to interact with.

At this moment, the Supreme Elder looked at the beauty opposite her. She was not as cold as she looked, but she was not very close either. He moved his lips and asked calmly.

"You have something to do with me?"

Seeing the Supreme Elder like this, the beauty's eyes slightly reddened, and then she stared at her quietly. The beauty is like a flower, but it is not the kind of soft and harmless flower that has no power to protect itself, but the most beautiful flower.

The most poisonous and beautiful flower that captures the heart and soul!

What man in the world can stand such a beauty staring at you with such a weak posture?

The Supreme Elder's eyes moved slightly, but he didn't react in any other way. He just continued to stare at the Saint quietly. In the end, the Saint looked away uncomfortably, with a blush appearing on her face.

"I went to Lingyun Sect to look for you before, but why did you always stay behind closed doors? Do you know how worried I am about you? I always wanted to find you to explain the misunderstanding, but you just refused to see me. If not

I knew you would come, so I came here to block you in advance, and I didn’t know when I would be able to see you."

"In your heart, am I just like a snake and a scorpion, inaccessible?"

The Supreme Elder closed his eyes slightly, and when he opened them again, it was clear and clear.

"That's not the case. Time really waits for no one and cannot be wasted."

The saint's eyes became increasingly sad.

Most of the upper-class monks in the Jinyuan world know that the Supreme Elder of Lingyun Sect has an innocent relationship with the Demon Saint. This is not groundless. It’s just that the Supreme Elder in front of him was obviously shy when they first met.

A decent young man who is shy and ignorant of the sufferings of the world, but for some reason, he has become more and more like an ice cube in recent years.

Not only is it impossible to cover it up, but if you get too close, there is even a risk of frostbite.