Be a Salted Fish In the Harem Text

In the sea of ​​demons, the boundless evil spirit billows and rises, and a majestic demon figure slowly emerges. It is like a giant that stretches the sky and the earth, with evil spirits flowing in its body, and turbid air flying, endless. It sucked towards the Mocha Sea below, and heard the sound of rolling thunder, followed by countless wailing. The disciples under the Nascent Soul who were pure cultivators in the Mocha Sea became the blood food of the Demon Form in an instant, and their essence was taken away by it, leaving only a skin like a rag that fell to the ground .

The three Qingxiu demon ancestors were startled by such a movement, and flew out one after another to find out. They looked at Demon Emperor Hengyang in horror, wondering why this one acted like this. After hesitating for a while, the Blood Cloud Demon Ancestor sat on the blood-colored Ganoderma lucidum and flew towards the demon face, cupped his hands towards the Hengyang Demon Emperor, and asked, "Emperor Hengyang, why is this?"

"The younger generation is useless, so let's turn it into the merits of this seat." The rumbling voice came from far away, and the blood cloud demon ancestor's eyelids trembled. She suddenly felt a tyrannical suction force, as if to strip her spirit! Shocked in her heart, she hastily made a formula to stabilize herself. She raised her eyes in a trance, and what she saw was a pair of merciless eyes without sadness or joy. Seeing that the Blood Cloud Demon Ancestor was interested in the state of the other two ancestors, they couldn't care about other things at the moment, and they all moved to pull her back. They didn't say much, and they bowed their hands to the Hengyang Demon Emperor, and then retreated. The fate of the devil's children and grandchildren will no longer be asked.

"What the **** is that guy going to do?" After leaving Mochahai, the Blood Cloud Demon Ancestor, who fell down on the blood-colored ganoderma stage, still had lingering fears in his heart.

"No matter what he wants to do, I can't stop him anyway, can I?" Wu Dao Demon Ancestor took the topic, paused and said, "It is always some unremarkable disciples, if he wants to kill, let him go Bar."

"Today is aimed at the group of Golden Core disciples, what about another day? Don't you notice us waiting?" Blood Cloud Demon Ancestor responded with disapproval.

"Then what do you think?" Daoless Demon Ancestor glanced at Blood Cloud Demon Ancestor, and said indifferently. The Blood Cloud Demon Ancestor remained silent for a while, he was also in the realm of the cave, but the Hengyang Demon Emperor was the second generation patriarch of the Demon Sect, and many of the teachings in the Sect came from his lineage. It is quite easy for the opponent to devour himself directly.

They still don't know how to deal with themselves, let alone the three demon masters and their disciples. After they showed up, Demon Emperor Hengyang acted more freely, he no longer did it himself, but a talisman came down, asking the three demon lords to prepare food and blood for him to improve his cultivation. In desperation, the three demon masters could only send out the disciples in the door like pigs and sheep. This one is really too strong, they don't have the power to fight at all. But if they want to see this scene happen, they feel really unwilling!

Outside the Wuji Immortal Pavilion in Kyushu.

With the intervention of Tianyan Sect and the awe of that large formation, there were no people within a hundred miles.

"Will the four artifacts be in the Demon Court or the Wuji Immortal Pavilion? Why does Jiuchongtian take the four artifacts?" In Tianyan Hall, Daoist Qingming looked cold and paced back and forth. Jiuchongtian has a way to know the information of Kyushu. The previous generation of headmasters passed down a series of edicts through the altar, and they were very hasty. They were obviously dissatisfied with their delay, and they almost said "deceive the master and destroy the ancestors" four words. word.

"Why don't we follow the Patriarch's wishes and get the four artifacts first? Now that there is no evil lord, there is no need to worry too much," an elder suggested.

"Do you think the divine weapon is so easy to get?" Daojun Qingming sighed and replied.

"I'll wait for Xuanmen to join hands, maybe we can make the other party submit." The elder said again. In his opinion, helping the Wuji Immortal Pavilion is actually unnecessary. Such a move undoubtedly confirmed the rumors outside. Whether the Wuji Immortal Pavilion will survive or be destroyed depends on God's will.

"What do you think of the demon court?" Daoist Jixue who was seated under his seat suddenly asked.

The elder was startled, and said in a low voice: "It seems that there has been no movement."

"That alone is extremely weird." Taoist Wuxia took the conversation and sighed. When the previous demon master was around, he still couldn't suppress the "strong dragon" in the demon court due to his lack of ability, let alone the current situation where the "demon master lost his position". Most of the demon clan belonged to Mu Qiang. But now they have not been able to fight because of the position of the demon master, either that one has not really fallen, or that one has made arrangements. Today's demon court actually has a new demon master, but the Taoist side still has to to the news. No matter what the possibility is, if there is no chaos in such a demon court, it will be difficult for them to find a chance to attack. "I, Tian Yanzong, are blocking many comrades now. Firstly, I want to give an explanation to that person, and secondly, it is for the good of you fellows."

They have already heard about it from the mouth of the patriarch, so what if one fell? There are still four Dongtians in the demon court, whose strength is almost equal to that of Tianyanzong. If there is a real fight, the world will collapse, and no one will be the winner.

"But you can't just watch the four artifacts in their hands, can you?" the elder muttered.

"Everyone, have you ever thought that it was the artifact's own choice?" Daoist Jixue snorted lightly. The artifacts left the Supreme Hall on their own, and they were originally unowned. Now that they have chosen their own master, it would be against morality for them to try to seize it.

"Could it be the number of days? The energy of the demon court should rise?" Daoist Qingming sighed. If it is as the patriarch said, that person in the past was a **** of heaven and earth, neither a human nor a demon nor a demon, and he has no position at all. But her reincarnation landed in the demon court, pushing the demon court one step forward, cutting down the aura of the Taoist sect everywhere... Qingming Daojun thought for a while, and then said, "Stop those fellows first, and conspire with the demon sect, It may not be a good thing, especially if it involves the power from above." If it was the Patriarch who came down instead of the Hengyang Demon Emperor, they would not have such an attitude. The rise of the demon court is unstoppable. If they take another step back in the matter of the demon sect, the future refuge of the Taoist sect may be squeezed.

After Jiuchongtian's dark hand reached into Kyushu, the Taoist monks were divided into two distinct factions. One side joined forces with the Demon Sect to suppress the Wuji Immortal Pavilion and the Demon Court; On the opposite side of those people. They wanted to stop the monks who were killing towards the Wuji Immortal Pavilion, and they also wanted to guard against the altar of preaching of the Demon Race in Kyushu. With this coming and going, the situation suddenly became tense.

In the Wuji Immortal Pavilion, Mu Sheng leaned on the couch, flipping through the scriptures about "Opening the Sky" that he took from the mortal world. The state of mind at this moment is completely different from when I heard the storyteller in the teahouse in the past. She had a look of interest, but she frowned for warmth and worry, and took the book away from her hand with great dissatisfaction.

Wen Qingchou said slowly: "The number of junior disciples of the Demon Sect has decreased, and the speed of building the altar of preaching has also slowed down."

Mu Sheng blinked, raised his eyes to meet the warm and sad eyes, and said slowly: "Did something happen inside the Demon Gate?"

"We can't rule out this possibility," she said tenderly. After a pause, she said again, "Now Tianyanzong is carrying things ahead, and I'm free to wait. What do you think Jiuchongtian is up to? Do you really dare to let it go?" Demon Emperor Heng Yang obtained the artifact?"

"I'm afraid there are backhands." Mu Sheng's eyes flashed, and he smiled again, "The evil skills in the legend of the devil's way are better than the Taoism, and it is easier to descend to Kyushu than the Taoism to cultivate the gods. But those skills will eventually There is a way of restraint, and if you think about it, you just let the Devil Emperor Hengyang be the vanguard?" Mu Sheng thinks that the problem will be on the altar, and if the Devil Emperor Hengyang really wants to gain a foothold in Kyushu, he must let his real name reflect the people of Kyushu again. In his heart, what if during this process, those monks who promoted the magic gate to build the altar secretly manipulated it? Will the last person to come be the Hengyang Devil Emperor? "No matter what the idea is, the landing of monks at that level is not a good thing for Kyushu land and land."

While talking, Lu Wuhen hurriedly begged to see him.

"The one from the Demon Sect devoured the monks of the Demon Race and treated his descendants as merit." Lu Wuhen's meritorious deeds have not yet reached that stage, so it is not easy to directly call that person by his name.

Wen Qingchou didn't speak, she folded her arms and gave Mu Sheng a look. Mu Sheng blinked, looked at Lv Wuhen and said, "Who sent this news?"

Lu Wuhen said: "Master Mei from the Demon Sect."

"It's her. This one is a life-saving one." Wen Qingshou gave a light snort.

There are variables in Moshahai, but it is hard to say whether it is good or bad. The Hengyang Demon Emperor suddenly ingested the descendants of the demon clan as his own merits. It seems that he did not follow the path of altar preaching, and planned to let the art of blood sacrifice come down? "We can't let him do this. We're going to stop it." Mu Sheng frowned, and she looked up at Wen Qingchou.

"It depends on the attitude of the Demon Gate." Wen Qing raised his eyebrows and snorted softly, "What if they are also determined to push Hengyang to take that step? Then nothing we do will help, and we will be punished by then The siege of the Demon Sect." After thinking for a while, she said again, "Maybe that Master Mei not only sent news to the Wuji Immortal Pavilion, did he?"

Just as Wen Qingchou guessed, Mei Zhaoling not only delivered news to Wuji Xiange, but also sent messages to the Tianyan Sect, Tianji Sect and Taiyi Sect. In Mochahai, Jindan and the demons below are already the blood food ordered by Demon Emperor Hengyang, but who knows if his appetite can be satisfied? Nascent Soul, which is only one level higher than Jindan, is extremely dangerous. Mei Zhaoling didn't want her hundreds of years of hard work to be wiped out, so she contacted Jun Shuo and his party, and they planned to resist! But their strength is not enough to deal with that one, they can only rely on Taoism to do it.

It's just that the Hengyang Demon Emperor devouring the devil's children and grandchildren is the devil's own business, and some people will even applaud. After all, the death of the group of devils represents the decline of the younger generation of disciples of the Momen. As for the Hengyang Demon Emperor—he is indeed a dangerous person, but once he breaks through that realm, he will eventually go to the Nine Heavens? What to do with Kyushu? Out of such thoughts, the Taoist monks are not only unwilling to shelter the demons who escaped from Mochahai, but even hunt them down.

"It is said that monsters change a lot, and people's hearts are also difficult to guess." Mei Zhaoling said with a blank face after receiving the reply.

"Those people don't need to care, it's mainly because of the attitude of the three sects." Jun Shuo frowned. Dongtian monks can only be subdued by Dongtian! He couldn't hide this from his father, but he didn't dissuade him. It can be seen that he supported sending this ancestor spirit back.

"You guys are so presumptuous, how courageous!" Mei Zhaoling was taken aback by a scolding voice, she turned her head suddenly and saw a familiar figure, she frowned and said, "Xia Yingying ? How did she come here? Who informed her?"

"Yes, it's me." Han Qianfeng smiled coyly, and said again, "The disciples of the Demon Lord Beizhu's line are really pitiful. Because there is no one to protect them, almost all of them were sent out. I thought she was fighting against us."

"Same hatred?" Mei Zhaoling showed a strange smile on her face, she gave Han Qianfeng a glance, and scolded, "Don't you know that the ancestor spirit was invited back by her and Xiao Xuantian?" She didn't think much about it What to say, a strong sense of crisis emerged in my heart, I twisted my body, and turned my head to leave. But just as she was leaving, Xia Yingying's body suddenly appeared a magical image of a demon god. On the devil's face, there was a hint of teasing in those indifferent eyes. The Hengyang Devil Emperor seemed not to care about these descendants. In the mouth of Zhang Zhang! The sound of chewing was accompanied by the rattling of flesh and blood, and the blood fell like rain. Everyone present was terrified when they saw this scene! Run around like birds and beasts!

But this world has been locked by the Hengyang Devil Emperor, so where can they go?

The three demon ancestors in the ancestral land of the demon sect have always been paying attention to the movements of the demon emperor Hengyang. If the former disciples would not have cared, but Jun Shuo, Mei Zhaoling and his party are regarded as the foundation of the demon sect. They are not folded in the hands of Xuanmen, but are they going to be destroyed in the hands of their ancestors? The Blood Cloud Demon Ancestor stood up silently, and slapped the other two Demon Ancestors. She smiled and said, "Maybe it's not as bad as we thought?"

Wudao Demon Ancestor pursed his lips, looked deeply at Blood Cloud Demon Ancestor, and finally squeezed out two words after a while: "Take care." Demon Emperor Hengyang has already reached that level, and doesn't care about the rise and fall of the Demon Sect at all. He did such a thing now, and there was endless panic among the disciples of the Demon Sect. If no one stood up to make decisions for these disciples, who would trust them in the future? Perhaps the Xuanmen side didn't feel that way, and they didn't want to restrain them, so they were forced to do it!

A trace of blood spread in the air, as if a rope was flying towards Mei Zhaoling and the others. Just when a wave of despair rose in Mei Zhaoling's heart, a line of blood similar to it hung down, melting away the blood energy. The oppressive and gloomy atmosphere seemed to be swept away at this moment! A white light flashed before Mei Zhaoling's eyes, and in an instant, he was moved thousands of miles away. She saw the blood-colored Ganoderma lucidum, and those eyes full of sadness—her heart seemed to be tightly grasped by a hand, and there were bursts of throbbing pain. What she did was actually in the eyes of those people. How insignificant is she now?

Above the Mocha Sea.

Blood Ganoderma lucidum is far away from the demon phase.

"After all, they are the descendants of my demon clan. I don't want to kill them all, but who made them so unworthy." The Hengyang Demon Emperor looked at the Blood Cloud Demon Ancestor, with a mocking smile on his lips.

"Why did you do this?" Blood Cloud Demon Ancestor asked in bewilderment.

"This seat is going to come into this world, you just need to know that all this is for the prosperity of my Demon Sect, only with this seat, can the Demon Sect have a future." Demon Emperor Hengyang smiled and said, he looked at Blood Cloud Demon Ancestor stretched out his hand and said, "It's good that you are willing to stand up for them, then show up for the prosperity of my demon way!" This round of scorching sun can rob one's energy, especially the magical power of the same origin! The Blood Cloud Demon Ancestor has no ability to resist in front of Lie Yang! Thousands of years of practice turned into nothing in an instant.

The Wudao Demon Ancestor and the Chilian Demon Ancestor were terrified. The Eternal Yang Demon Emperor can easily kill the blood cloud, which is equivalent to easily surrendering himself. This magic technique - is it just to provide food for the ancestors? ! The tide of turbid air in the sea of ​​demons was stirring, and this battle between monks at the peak level ended like a child's play. They were shocked. Where did that guy go?

Sooner or later, the Hengyang Devil Emperor will invade the Momen Cave, and Mei Zhaoling's "betrayal" incident is just an excuse. The energy and blood energy provided by a cultivator in Dongtian are different from those of junior disciples. After opening this mouth, the Hengyang Demon Emperor is not going to stop. After digesting the power brought by the Blood Cloud Demon Ancestor, the Hengyang Demon Emperor finally found the Wudao Demon Ancestor and the Chilian Demon Ancestor.

Even if these two demon ancestors knew that they were defeated by the Hengyang Demon Emperor, they were unwilling to be swallowed up by him obediently! Facing the Hengyang Devil Emperor at this moment, the two of them found a blood ganoderma lucidum in their hands, and played several formulas in one go! Layers of dark red climbed up the demonic figure, almost covering it completely! This is a poison that robs the essence. The Blood Cloud Demon Ancestor had the will to die, but even if she died, she would have to pay a price from the Hengyang Demon Emperor! Although this poison can't solve the Eternal Yang Devil Emperor, it can more or less hold back one or two.

In the sea of ​​demons, the demon palace supported by the pillars issued a series of machine amplification. Compared with the scorching sun that covered the sky, the movement here seemed insignificant. This place is the root of the demon gate, the place where the turbidity gathers, but at this time, it is necessary to give up the whole thing. The whole huge magic palace is equivalent to magic tools connected in series, which can move thousands of miles. The three demon lords planned to flee with the demon clan while the Hengyang Demon Emperor was restrained.

Demon Emperor Hengyang lowered his eyes and noticed their actions, but he did not stop them, but looked at the two demon ancestors in front with great interest. It doesn't matter if those demon disciples are gone, as long as these two are there, he can truly shape his living body. With one stroke of his hand, he held up a round of scorching sun, and the falling rays of light burned the blood in his body, instantly peeling off the layer of bone-eroding poison.

"How can this little trick stop me?" Demon Emperor Hengyang sneered, and the inspirations around him pressed forward like a surging tide.

a long distance away.

A jade-colored sword was suspended in front of Taoist Zhixiao, and streams of fresh air hung down, deducing the atmosphere of a school of immortals. But this is not the sword of the sky, but from the people who block the way. "What do you mean, Fellow Daoist Mo?"

Daoren Mo stretched out his hand to hold the hilt of the sword, and said with a slight smile, "I just want to ask Fellow Daoist to stay."

Taoist Zhixiao asked again: "Is this what the Patriarch of Taiyizong meant?" Taoist Mo and his peers had fought swords several times in the past, and it was difficult to decide who was up. If he is held back, it may be too late to deal with the Demon Sect.

Daoren Mo sighed, and said, "That's right." He looked at Taoist Zhixiao and said, "I guess the patriarch of Tianyan Sect also has a legal order? Why don't fellow Taoists act according to the words of the patriarch? Since the patriarchs allowed Heng Emperor Yang Mo goes down to the realm, and what he does must be beneficial to our Kyushu."

"How can you be sure that it is beneficial to us?" Taoist Zhixiao asked back, "When the demon sect preaches and builds the altar, then my human monks will also fall into the demonic way? people."

"But they all went out from my Kyushu." Mo Taoist frowned. He didn't want to conflict with Zhixiao Taoist, so he eased his tone and said, "Although my various sects promote the demons to build altars, but in the There are hidden hands buried in it. That person's real name is tied to the altar, and if he gets the altar, he will also be restrained by the altar. We don't have to worry about the prosperity of the magic sect."

Taoist Zhixiao only felt it was funny when he heard this, he looked at Taoist Mo and said, "Do you think it's just that one you should be worried about? It's the way of the magic gate that has been introduced into my human race!" He took a deep look at Taoist Mo , he swung his long sword across, and said resolutely, "If Fellow Daoist refuses to give in, don't blame me for being rude."

Taoist Mo frowned and snorted coldly, "Then please!"

Above the extreme sky, Taoist Dongtian took action, but it was not limited to Taoist Zhixiao and Taoist Mo. Anyone intending to go to the Demon Race to prevent the Hengyang Demon Emperor from devouring the two Demon Ancestors, was stopped halfway.

In the Taiyi Sect at this moment, disciples came and went, and under the orders of the Supreme Elder, a Dharma altar was built, on which were enshrined the tablets of the ancestors of the Taiyi Sect who ascended from generation to generation. However, what is placed in the front is not the power of ascension, but the tablet with the words "Luo Wuxie", on which is entrusted a weak soul that is sleeping, and the one behind is Luo Chaozhang, this person is Luo Wuxie's eldest disciple is also the first cultivator of Taiyi Sect. Originally, she didn't intend to invite "Luo Wuxie", but in the end Zhuang Yuyan resisted all the arguments and said that this person is really indispensable.

On the day of worship, as long as the monks who are still in the sect are present.

"The power of the demon clan came to Jiuzhou from the Jiuzhongtian, and I will ask Emperor Zhang to go down to eliminate the demons!" The elder's voice echoed in all directions, and then the disciple shouted, his voice was like a wave.

Zhuang Yuyan's expression was indifferent, showing no sadness or joy.

Cui Danlou was mixed in with the second-generation disciples, her eyes turned left and right, and her heart was filled with unease. She bit her lower lip, as if driven by the roaring sound of mountains and seas, she also wanted to shout out. But when the words came to her lips, they stopped abruptly. She raised her eyes and looked at the lingering fragrance. With a thought, she suddenly chanted the name "Luo Wuxie" in her heart.

Immortal Pavilion of Promise.

Warm and sad, she looked towards the direction of Mochahai with her hands in her hands, her eyes were deep and deep. Demon Emperor Hengyang moved faster than she imagined. Although Taoist Xiao Xiao from Tianyan Sect set off, he was stopped by Taoist Mo halfway, so he might not be able to stop Demon Emperor Hengyang. "These brisk days are fleeting." Wen Qingchou sighed softly, "Eternal Yang Demon Emperor's goal is the four artifacts, and he must not be allowed to do it all!"

Mu Sheng nodded and said: "Be careful in everything." She wanted to go there with Wen Qingchou, but after all, it was Mochahai over there, and her current cultivation base was only in the state of distraction. With the help of its power, you can touch the upper realm for a short time, but it is not a real cave after all.