Begin Immortality By Slaying Demons

Chapter 510 Nanyang Sect Master, Dragon Palace Prince (6K2)

 The faint smell of blood has not completely dissipated.

Elder Liu's roar seemed to still linger in everyone's ears, until the cold wind blew by, and the monks in the square shivered together, feeling a chill running from the soles of their feet down their backs to the top of their heads.

They instinctively raised their heads and looked toward the sky.

Shen Yi sat high on the long steps, and his voice was not high, but in this dead silence, it was enough for every monk to hear it very clearly.

The thin letter was inserted straight on the long table.

 Even after Liu Xingshan's death, this letter remained unopened.

 But no one would question what was wrong with this matter.

Not only Liu Xingshan's excited reaction, it can almost confirm that there is something evil in his heart, but also Shen Yi's current identity, the other party is the sect master, and the golden words... To put it harshly, even if Liu Xingshan is really wronged, as long as another person is killed today The six sect leaders did not speak, and absolutely no one else dared to step forward to save him.

Of course, the matter has been settled.

Elder Liu is the most powerful among the seven disciples of Nanhong, second only to a few Taoists and the six major sect masters. There is no doubt about his lofty status. His death should have shaken the entire Nanhong. This big event is so quiet at the moment, making no waves at all.

 Compared with the reason for his fall, the monks were more shocked by the process of his fall.

Even if Liu Xingshan's condition is not quite right, even if he only opened two cities, after all... he is still the famous elder of Tianjian Sect.

Stomping your feet can cause the southern flood to create huge waves.

Facing a fatal blow from such a powerful person, even Su Hongxiu or Wei Yuanzhou need to concentrate on it. If they are not careful, there is a risk of missing the mark.

 But Sect Leader Shen didn't even have the intention to get up.

He just raised his palm lightly, without leaving the Dao Palace or opening the Baiyujing Immortal City, he just pressed it unhurriedly.

Liu Xingshan's turbulent aura suddenly returned to calm.

The figure that charged away in rage was like a mud cow entering the sea, without causing any ripples, and then shattered into a pile of pieces of meat.

 Being killed so easily!

 How could this be the method that monk Bai Yujing should have?

The Taoists who originally wanted to watch the excitement fell into silence, and then they all cast fearful glances at the figure on the long steps.

　　　…”

 Wei Yuanzhou's eyes twitched twice. This subtle change could be regarded as a bit out of character for him who is known for his calmness.

He knew that Shen Yi was making rapid progress, but regarding the terrifying scene before him, his mood was not much different from that of other Taoists.

 Because this is no longer something that can be explained by talent and understanding.

There are rumors in ancient books about someone who attained enlightenment and became an immortal in one day, but the rumors were ultimately false. However, Sect Master Shen, who climbed to Bai Yujing in less than a year and was able to crush his peers, was real. existing.

 Other than the reincarnation of an immortal, Wei Yuanzhou could not think of the second possibility.

Even the palm he pressed just now was like an immortal's method. Otherwise, how could he have killed Liu Xingshan easily? He was the elder Bai Yujing who had the ability to open the three cities, and he was not a piece of fish on the chopping board.

 He suddenly felt a little scared.

If the younger sister was stronger at that time and really caused some trouble to Sect Leader Shen, and she didn't let herself know about it and didn't leave a chance to make amends...then it would not be as simple as banning her cultivation and imprisoning her.

 Beside Wei Yuanzhou.

Su Hongxiu stood with her hands down, staring closely at the place where Liu Xingshan fell. She closed her eyes, a solemn look appeared on her slightly mature face, and the tip of her nose twitched slightly, as if she smelled something.

 It was the smell of a sword, like some kind of sword body that I didn’t know.

 In addition to this...there are also Tao soldiers.

 If I feel right, it should be the Hongmeng Heavenly Soldiers.

At the moment Liu Xingshan's body shattered, although these faint breaths only appeared for a moment, they were still captured by Su Hongxiu's keen perception.

 It seems to be just a palm, but there are many things mixed into it.

 Liu Xingshan’s death was not unjust.

Su Hongxiu opened her eyes. She was not proud of noticing these things. Instead, she looked at Shen Yi with a look of solemnity and wonder.

 Only when you look deeper can you understand how terrifying this is.

Previously, she was thinking about when Shen Yi would grow up to the point where she would actually be interested in fighting. But after this scene, all that was left in her mind was how to win and how to deal with this palm.

Even if we open the third city, can we win?

The moment this thought came to mind, Su Hongxiu couldn't help but be startled.

You must know that when she faced Liu Xingshan before, she had thought that if she used all her strength, she could kill him with one sword, but now she had doubts about herself because of Shen Yi.

 “There’s always a chance of handing over.”

Su Hongxiu slowly looked away. She could not look at it any longer, otherwise she would be confused, timid before fighting, and lacking in moral integrity.

 “Why did the fight suddenly start...”

Fairy Baohua subconsciously glanced at her master, not because she was weak-minded, but because she was simply a little older than those Nanhong Daozi, plus she lacked experience.

More importantly, this matter involved Shen Yi, and she became confused for no reason.

　　　…”

The old woman holding a cane shook her head gently towards Fairy Baohua, signaling her apprentice to calm down, but she seemed calm, and the trace of envy that flashed in her eyes was undeniable.

 It is worthy of being the largest human force in Nanhong.

Such a young monk has strength that even an old lady like her is slightly surprised.

No wonder he was promoted to the position of sect leader before he joined the Tao.

 Such a talent like this, not to mention in Nanhong, even in Hongze as a whole, is the target of competition from all major forces.

 These major forces even include Dragon Palace.

They shouldn't mind having a secret love affair with a purple-bearded white dragon known as a fairy just like they did with Xuan Qing many years ago. During those days, the Dragon Palace and the human race were at their most peaceful, not disturbing each other and living separately on land and water.

This immortal couple has saved countless monks from danger and gained an extremely cherished period of cultivation.

 Think of the words "fairy couple".

There was a touch of ridicule on the corner of the old woman's lips, and a murderous intention that no one could detect.

 Some beasts, no matter how many beautiful words are used to decorate them, no matter how many good names are given to them, they are just born as **** who deserve to be ridden!

Xuanqing, you are really blind...

"this."

Fairy Baohua found that her master had suddenly fallen into deep thought again, and her expression turned slightly dull. The master was probably the only person in the room whose thoughts could wander under such circumstances.

 Fortunately, there are other Hedao realm giants on the field.

 The six sect leaders quickly retracted their gaze. They had different thoughts, but they were not suitable for discussion at the Seven Sons Conference.

Wei Yuanzhou’s idea is actually quite normal.

Although Nanhong is a little remote, it is still in contact with the outside world. It is not unheard of such things as the reincarnation of immortals... let alone immortals, why not put it bluntly, what is the relationship between Shen Yi and Senior Brother Qin?

 This young monk was born in Nanyang.

However, others could not see any fear of the outside world from him. He seemed to have accepted this matter the moment he stepped out, and his goal was extremely clear.

 In a short period of time, not only did his cultivation soar, but he also completely established a relationship with Dragon Palace.

According to the news that several sect leaders have quietly observed these days, this young man has never done anything else at all. He either offended the Dragon Palace or was on his way to offend the Dragon Palace.

Shen Yi's thoughts can be seen from the blood talisman he deliberately exposed when he raised his palm just now.

It’s not enough for Senior Brother Qin to train a Dragon-Slaying Taoist, now he has to do it a second time? Or could it be said that it is Senior Brother Qin himself who plans to come back and help his disciple secure this title?

 The six sect leaders lowered their eyes and looked at the figure on the high chair.

That fair and handsome face was as calm as Senior Brother Qin's back then, and they fell into a brief trance for a while.

Sect Leader Qingyue’s eyes flashed with some confusion: “…”

 What did you do when you came back? Did you want revenge?

　　But Hongze doesn’t have your enemies. Your enemies come from heaven.

Senior brother, do you want to take us to death together? It's not that I can't die, I'm just worried that even if I die, I won't be able to get out of this breath.

"continue."

The leader of the Wushuang Sect gently raised his palm, and when his voice rang out, everyone's minds suddenly calmed down.

 For now, forget about Liu Xingshan.

 The entire Seventh Son Conference was carried out in an orderly manner according to the previously established process.

More than a dozen elders Bai Yujing stood up, stepped on the auspicious clouds and rose into the sky, holding jade orders in their hands, and began to read the decree loudly.

When those obscure scriptures are spit out from their mouths, and the white clouds gather into the giant crane to pick up its wings and spread its wings in all directions, the honor of the new sect leader, the Seventh Son of Nanhong, will spread as quickly as possible. Nanhong, and even further places.

Whether it's a mountain or a vast ocean, countless creatures will know about this major event that can shake up the situation in Nanhong.

Seven rays of white rainbow light burst out, the mountain peaks trembled, the sky sword flew up, the blue waves became more and more turbulent, the white clouds shrouded the moon, and the clear moon gathered its brilliance.

Against their background, the huge hanging sun became even more dazzling, and the warm brilliance enveloped this rare beauty.

 The guests stood up and saluted.

The disciples of the Immortal Sect stepped in order, holding swords in both hands, and knelt down on one knee towards the figure at the top.

　　　…”

On the long steps, Shen Yi is still sitting quietly. He is not a humble monk who has just arrived in Hongze today. The swaying Nanyang white robe represents the entire Nanyang Sect and more than 180 vassals.

 At this moment, the lives of these people are all hanging on his body.

 Of course, that’s what it says.

 But it should be boring anyway.

Shen Yi closed her eyes and recalled the feeling of slashing with the ink blade before. Dao soldiers and ordinary magic weapons were completely different things. It looked like just a sword, but in fact it was the blessing of the entire fairy city to the monks.

  After all, this is the first time to sacrifice to the fairy city.

After using the Wusheng Palm, Shen Yi took the initiative to remove the confusing effect of Tianyan Four-Nine. He also wanted to test how he had spent so much of his Demonic Lifespan on boarding Bai Yujing and what the difference was between him and the monks in the same realm. different.

 However, the result was that he was a little disappointed.

It's not that there's anything wrong with the effectiveness of the Black Blade or Xuan Jia, it's mainly that Liu Xingshan's state is wrong. Whether it's his aura or his state of mind, he seems to have been greatly damaged, and he can't display his proper strength at all.

 The incomparable ease with which Shen Yi won the victory did not reflect the difference between Taoist soldiers at all.

 That’s all, there’s always a chance.

Shen Yi opened her eyes, glanced at the Taoists below, and then glanced in a certain direction.

 …

The white crane spreads its wings and sinks into the clouds. Outside Nanhong Qizi, there is a rugged floating island. Three figures stand with their hands behind their hands, quietly watching the white crane leave.

 The leader is a snake dragon.

　　It was dressed in fine clothes and spat out a message. Its vertical pupils exuded a cold air, and its voice was calm: "Finally, give them some face."

Even if Dragon Palace is 90% sure, the invasion of Shui Tribe is inseparable from the Seven Sons of Nanhong.

 But there is no evidence after all.

 There is no need to disturb the Seven Sons Conference.

but…

Today is the day.

Snake Jiao holds the decree of the Dragon Palace Crown Prince. When he comes this time, he must seek an explanation for the fifth prince and the fourth dragon grandson.

It seems to it that the seventh son of Nanhong used the conference as an excuse to delay time, which is very meaningless. The whole of Nanhong knows the character of his prince.

Either ignore it, but if you show up, you are coming to ask questions as half of the Lord of Nanhong.

 How is it possible to accept something that has nothing to do with it?

“The general also wants to see how they want to fool this matter.” The demon general behind him also showed a ferocious expression.

How can the lives of so many powerful water tribe warriors be wiped out with just one sentence?

 The so-called etiquette first, then soldiers, if the Seven Sons of Nanhong are unwilling to step down the steps provided by Dragon Palace, they will naturally have other ways to deal with it.

 In the eyes of these demon generals, now is actually a very good opportunity.

The Nanlong King is still here, and Xilong Palace will definitely give its full support. Taking advantage of the fact that the Seven Sons Conference has just ended and the eyes of Nanhong's big and small forces are all focused on this place, it is better to have a real fight with real swords and guns.

Even if the Seven Sons cannot be annihilated in one fell swoop, the combined efforts of the two Dragon Palaces can at least severely damage the vitality of these monks, lose their face, and disintegrate their forces, leaving them with no chance to turn around for tens of thousands of years.

How can one allow others to sleep soundly next to a tiger lying on the couch?

No matter how calm the Seven Sons of Nanhong behave, they are still a powerful force that cannot be underestimated. They, the powerful warriors of the Dragon Palace, are often a little timid when doing things.

“If you don’t follow the rules, you have to give an explanation.” The remaining demon general, who looked a little dull, slowly raised his head and looked in the direction where the seven white rainbows gathered.

 “What do you want to explain?”

At this moment, a hoarse voice came from behind it.

The demon general's whole body tensed up suddenly, and he subconsciously looked back. Before he could speak, he heard sarcastic words coming from the other side.

"Do your rules deserve to be called rules?"

　　　…”

　　The leader of the snake dragon clenched its sharp claws. It only took a moment to breathe, but it was already faintly sweating. As the great demon general of Bai Yujing who was deeply trusted by the prince, it was completely unaware of the approach of others.

The corner of his eye quickly glanced sideways.

 The next moment, the cold pupils slowly spread.

Behind the three of them, I saw a majestic figure several feet tall standing quietly. The huge dragon horns were daunting, and the sharp mandibles were densely covered with dragon beards. The body was so strong that it almost exploded, and the chest and abdominal muscles were like As thick as a green brick.

The entire body shape is like a towering mountain, covered with rough golden lin flakes.

Standing like this with hands down, looking indifferently, it gives people an endless sense of oppression, as terrifying as if they can't breathe.

 Snake Jiao looked to the other side.

The same majestic figure as a mountain walked over slowly, with a black-gold color on its body. The arms protruding from the carapace were as thick as giant trees. Even the surface of the skin was as rough as rocks. On that fierce face, there was a hint of something. A playful smile.

These two uninvited guests seemed strange and unusual.

Not only the terrifying aura exuding from their bodies, but also their old monster bodies that have obviously spent hundreds of thousands of years, yet they have not lost their vitality at all.

 “Where is this old monster from?”

 The snake dragon swallowed its throat and unconsciously took a step back.

Logically speaking, a great demon who can live for such a long time is at least as good as a prince, with strength comparable to that of the Hedao realm.

However, the cultivation level of these two monsters is obviously not that high, but in terms of the monster body, they seem to have developed to the extreme, and the level of nobleness of their bloodline... To be disrespectful, the feeling of snake dragon is actually better than that of His Royal Highness. Even more amazing.

“Who on earth are you, dare to interfere with Dragon Palace’s affairs?!” Snake Jiao asked calmly.

The two strange monsters hadn't replied yet, but the dull monster general seemed to have seen something unbelievable. It stared closely at the yellow dragon's eyebrows. The more it looked, the more familiar it felt, and finally uttered a sentence that didn't even connect to itself. Words that I don’t quite believe.

 “Thirteen...Thirteenth Master?”

　　　…”

Ke Shisan glanced sideways, then slowly raised his hand, and the five sharp dragon claws slowly opened.

In an instant, the powerful demon power exploded, wrapping around the demon general's body and rolling him back to his side amidst his hasty roar.

Ke Shisan’s dragon claws firmly grasped the demon general’s head and lifted it up in the air, with a look of indifference in his eyes.

It said calmly: "You should call me, Master of the East Palace...you should be more careful in the next life."

Before he finished speaking, the demon general’s head exploded in Ke Shisan’s palm. The thick plasma dripped down his fingertips and was shaken off casually.

"you!"

 The other demon general stared at this scene in a daze, and then rushed out to the side without hesitation.

However, before it could evacuate the floating island, its sight was occupied by a dark light.

　　Boom!

Wu Jun hit it with his shoulder brazenly. He was supposed to send the monster flying back to the floating island, but he didn't expect that under the terrifying and unspeakable force, the bones of the monster's body shattered. The monster's body exploded into minced flesh!

“…” Ke Shisan glanced at it silently.

“…” Wu Jun was stunned for a moment, then patted the blood stains on his shoulder helplessly: “I will be responsible for collecting the corpses.”

The snake dragon sniffed the blood on the tip of its nose and looked at the two big monsters silently.

 Before he did anything, the two men had already started talking about collecting the corpses.

Is this old golden dragon really related to the thirteen dragon grandsons?

The other party claims to be the Lord of the East Palace... What kind of palace is that?

 Why has it never heard of such a force in Nanhong? Could it be that it came from outside?

But these are not important.

 The most important thing now is your own life.

"You two, I am here on the order of the Crown Prince of Nanlong Palace to ask me about the disaster of the Shui Tribe with the Seventh Prince of Nanhong. Moreover, the two armies are fighting and the envoys will not be killed. If you two insist on going your own way and break the rules, I am afraid there will be consequences. Something terrible is coming."

Snake Jiao held up the decree without hesitation, as if holding a life-saving straw.

But the decree that made all the forces in Nanhong fearful made the black turtle monster laugh out loud.

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　.

Wu Jun walked towards the snake dragon step by step, suddenly put his arms around the snake dragon's neck, and then pointed at his face: "Do you know me?"

"Ho!" The snake dragon was still immersed in the monster's amazing body. The seemingly random wave of his palm made it feel like it was inevitable to avoid it.

Hearing the question at this moment, he subconsciously replied: "I don't know him."

 “That’s fine then.”

The smile on Wu Jun's face slowly faded, becoming as cold as Ke Shisan: "So, why do you think I care about your rules?"

In an instant, the rich black light flowed on the snake dragon's body like ink, covering it all at a speed visible to the naked eye.

 “Ho! Ho!”

The snake dragon still grasped the decree and raised it high, his eyes widened and his breathing heavy: "My prince is a real dragon comparable to the Hedao realm!"

Just as he said it, he suddenly heard a muffled sound coming from his body.

 I saw that the entire abdomen was penetrated by a huge sharp claw from behind.

 Then the dragon's claws clenched tightly, crushing its internal organs.

Ke Shisan slowly withdrew his right paw.

The snake dragon stumbled and fell to the ground, its whole body surrounded by black light. It clutched its lower abdomen and stared at the two majestic figures in disbelief.

However, there was no chance for it to say anything more.

Wu Jun has already raised his foot and stepped over boldly!

While crushing the body of the snake dragon, he also trampled the decree under his feet.

It lowered its eyes and looked down. Not only did it not lift its foot, it even ran over it casually a few more times. A mocking smile appeared on its face: "I know you can see it."

Wu Jun crushed the decree bit by bit, with a hint of provocation in his voice: "Don't accept it?"

It stretched out **** and tapped its temple lightly, its expression gradually becoming more and more mad: "My master, I'm waiting for you to come to me, huh, the prince... he's just a reptile from Nanhong."

 “As for now, you can get out.”

Wu Jun withdrew his eyes and completely trampled the decree to pieces.

 And far away at the bottom of the water.

 In the splendid Prince's Palace.

The old dragon wearing a crown and fine clothes sat between the thrones, looking as quiet as sleeping, but through the crown, one could see its expressionless face, which was extremely gloomy at this moment.

It stares silently into nowhere.

 After a long time, I finally closed my eyes.

There was a chill at the corner of his lips that chilled the bones, and its sigh echoed throughout the hall.

 Has Nanlong Palace been silent for too long?

Now not only the Seven Nanhong Sons, but also those chaotic forces dare to come in and step on them?

 In that case, let’s try it.

 Try to see if Nanlong Palace has really fallen to the point where everyone can be bullied.

In an instant, the figure of the Nanlong Palace Prince disappeared between the thrones.

When it reappeared, it had already reached the blue brick hall in the deepest part of the water. It stood in front of the rough yellow dragon statue, raised its hands towards the entrance of the abyss and saluted: "Father, I am here to see you."

Ke Laosi knelt on the ground and begged for an unknown amount of time without receiving any response. The abyss cave finally showed a glimmer of life at this moment.

 There is an old and deep voice floating along the water waves.

"allow."

 A simple word, but it contains boundless majesty.

In the abyss, a pair of golden eyes slowly lit up, and the dark green pupils seemed to be the most malicious thing in the world.

 (End of this chapter)