From Chapter Seven of Xuanjun

This alone is enough to save the devil's life.

From the very beginning, Shen Yi never thought of relying on some kind of utter loyalty to get Bulaoshan to accept him again. In that case, although it is safer, temptations and various tests are indispensable.

Shen Yi has nested in Linglong Tiesha for three years, but he doesn't plan to continue nesting in Bulaoshan, so he wants to do something different.

Chapter 329 Hell Row

There is no hypocritical integration, only open transactions.

But this happened to be the case, and on the contrary, it made the ghost king believe Shen Yi's words.

"Now I believe that you have amnesia."

The realm of hell gradually dissipated, and the original sunny sky returned. The ghost king turned around, "You are more in line with the title of devil than in the past, and you are a little more devilish."

"But if Bai Xiaolou was like this in the past, then he should have learned his lesson long ago." Shen Yi said with an unchanged expression.

He only had the "Heavenly Demon Slaughtering God Method" in his hand, so that the ghost king treated him like this. If he didn't have this capital, the vice-chairman must let him know how the word "rule" is written.

The Mo Dao sect doesn't pay much attention to the rules outside, but inside, it is an absolute defender of the rules.Anyone who breaks the rules will pay the blood price for the lightest one.

There are not many honest people in themselves. If there are no rules, the magic way will be in chaos.

"You can see it clearly. You are worthy of being the devil of my Immortal Mountain," the ghost king expressed his comfort. "Even if he lost his memory, he also has all the scheming that he should have. The senior brother in charge taught him a good apprentice."

He looked deeply at Shen Yi, as if he wanted to see through that face, see through his mind.

An invisible divine sense looked up and down, paying attention to Shen Yi.

Shen Yi was unaware of this right, and said calmly: "Open the "Book of Immortality" to me, and I will hand over the "Heavenly Demon Slaughtering God Law". It's fair to exchange one for one."

"The "Book of Immortality" is in the sect. If you want to know, I can personally take you back to the sect and invite the senior brother in charge to open the "Book of Immortality" for you to read. The question is, do you dare?" Ghost King With a warm face, he said in a rather teacher-like manner.

"Why don't you dare, I'm a devil, aren't I?" Shen Yi said with an unchanged expression.

The two looked at each other, and there was an unpredictable calm in their eyes.

He is a devil, so there is nothing he dare not to return to the Mountain of Eternity.

Shen Yi's words are impeccable, so that the ghost king has no way of grasping his thoughts.

Does he want to part with the past?Are you still loyal to Mount Bulao?Is it strong on the outside and dry on the inside?

None of these ghost kings could see it.

After being missing for half a year, this originally immature devil has grown up.Even my uncle couldn't see through him completely.

For a while, the ghost king didn't know whether to be comforted by the successors of Bulaoshan, or to be annoyed by the other party's elusiveness.

Just at this moment, a ray of light flashed by, and Ye Weiyang appeared here in the clear light.

"Senior Ghost King," she said calmly, without any respect for the ghost king, "I once said that I would not attack people in the Taoist sect."

The ghost king has no power to command her.

Ye Weiyang directly expressed her will.

"Of course, after all, you are the work of the devil, and I have no right to order you."

The ghost king didn't show any anger, instead he smiled calmly and said: "I called you here because you haven't brought your nephew to the seat of the devil for a long time, and I'm afraid that the devil will be in a hurry. .”

While speaking, the Ghost King gave Shen Yi a meaningful look, as if he wanted to see Shen Yi's gaffe.

If so, he will be disappointed.

I just heard Shen Yi say: "In this way, I understand my own value even more. It seems that my uncle can't use coercive means to directly capture my memory of "The Heavenly Demon Slaughtering God"."

"My nephew is too worried."

The ghost king took this sentence lightly, then turned and looked into the distance, "But I really didn't expect that neither of you would want to take action against Mu Hanjiang. If this is the case, I can only let this seat do it myself to bully Mu Hanjiang." Small."

The sub-seat Qi of Bulao Mountain appeared slightly, and the hell-like illusion reappeared, black air rose, and wailing faces appeared faintly, interpreting pain all the time.

He actually wanted to deal with Mu Hanjiang himself.

At this time, Mu Hanjiang should have been some distance away from this place. After all, when Shen Yi was talking with the ghost king, the Taoist did not stop.

But judging by the ghost king's posture, that Daozi couldn't escape from his palm.

In an instant, the strong qi fluctuations even distorted the flow of vitality, like the door of hell opened, hell descended, and boundless wailing filled the space between heaven and earth.

But at this very moment, a ray of sword light broke in, and the majestic sword intent cut across hell, showing a fierce sword force towards the ghost king.

"Qi Jiuyuan, I am helping you, the Lord of the Sword Pavilion." The ghost king raised his brows slightly and said loudly.

Qi Jiuyuan suddenly appeared in the intruding sword light, with the broken sword in his hand flowing with gang qi, the sword light was like a raging river, continuing from the break, turning into a sky-reaching sword whip and sweeping towards him.

"The master doesn't need your help."

What Mo Wentian needs is Xiao Baoyue in his prime, so that he can enjoy himself to the fullest.If it is only for defeating Xiao Baoyue, then there is no need to hold this appointment.

help?unnecessary!

The wind howled and the waves of swords raged. Facing the fourth place on the black list, Qi Jiuyuan did his best. Great rivers and rivers came from the sky, and his sword swept through the wind.

"I don't know what to do."

A cold expression appeared on the ghost king's face, and that figure became more and more incompatible with the emerging scene of hell.

With a pinch of five fingers, the space is like an explosion, and the Senluo Hell bursts into countless cracks. With one punch, it breaks the hell and shakes the sky.

'Hell walk, the so-called hell walk turned out to be like this..."

Shen Yi watched the blow of this punch, and finally understood why the ghost king was incompatible with the scene of hell.

The intention of "Journey to Hell" is not to achieve hell, but to go to hell, sharpen oneself with boundless suffering, walk in hell, and finally break through hell.

The ghost king is not the ghost king who rules hell, but the fierce king who blasts hell.

This fist blasted through the gates of hell, cut off the sword waves with one blow, stopped the raging river, and the violent punch directly hit Qi Jiuyuan himself.

The power of the fist, the force of the fist, and the intention of the fist, the trinity, firmly sealed Qi Jiuyuan himself, and the hell appeared around Qi Jiuyuan, trapping him in purgatory.

Then, a powerful blow came, the front of the fist filled the field of vision, like a blow that opened the sky, shattering the sky.

With the front of the fist as the center, a cobweb-like crack was expanding, and the blockade formed by the power, strength, and intention of the fist was broken by the ghost king himself, and even Qi Jiuyuan, who was trapped in it, cracked like a slab of ice.

He is like an insect sealed in amber. When the amber shatters, the insects inside will also shatter.

"What a domineering punch."

A palm suddenly appeared behind Qi Jiuyuan, one palm penetrated into the shattered cage, and pressed on Qi Jiuyuan's back heart.

The majestic qi passed through his body, and together with Qi Jiuyuan's qi, he rushed forward and smashed into the domineering punch.

"Boom!"

It was as if a thunderbolt struck in the clear sky, and the sky burst into thick cracks, which were ferocious and frightening.

3 Chapter Thirty As a person in the way of the devil, you don’t need to talk about the morals of the rivers and lakes, everyone shoulders shoulder to shoulder

"Dongdongdong!"

As if the ground had been shaken by a heavy hammer, Qi Jiuyuan and the person behind him stepped back three steps in a row, their feet exploded with strength, leaving three-point footprints on the ground.

The footprints were dark black, and just by looking at them, one felt extremely hard.

The footprints are not deep, but the rock and soil where the feet step on...

'It's almost squeezed to the limit. "

Shen Yi glanced over and secretly estimated.

Dressed as a scribe, the seemingly elegant ghost king is so violent in his strikes. The strength and fist intent to smash through hell really have a kind of killing power that gods block gods and Buddhas block Buddhas. If it weren't for someone's help, Qi Jiuyuan It should be broken into pieces by now.

But even so, Qi Jiuyuan was still severely injured.

The stagnant figure was stiff and motionless, and six shocking bloodstains appeared all over his body. The bloodstains were deep enough to see the bones, and even the cracks on the bones could be faintly seen.

Qi Jiuyuan spat out a mouthful of blood, and the palm holding the sword was trembling due to the remaining energy, "The fourth in the black list is worthy of the name."

It is also a martial arts cultivator at the Profound Embryo Realm, but there is such a huge disparity in strength, which makes Qi Jiuyuan feel a sense of frustration.

Behind him, a Taoist who looked about 30 years old slowly closed his palms, pressed them down, and smoothed the turbulent blood, the red light on his face was fleeting.

After that, the Taoist looked at the ghost king on the high slope, and said loudly: "Ghost king, bullying the small with the big, it's a bit of a violation of the rules."

The ghost king's robe sleeves danced wildly, and the whole body was already surrounded by black air, showing the vision of purgatory.He only heard him laughing, and said: "As an evil heretic, I don't care about the rules and morals, Xuan Mingzi, since you are here, let's take your life with you."

Dao grows and demons eliminate, and demons grow and dao eliminates. For hundreds of years, the situation between Tao and demons has always been like this. Whenever one party ushers in a great prosperity, it will attack the other party.Right now, the three masters of Xuantian Zhenwu Dao can be said to have reached the peak in the future 500 years, and Mo Dao will naturally not be surprised at Xuantian Zhenwu Dao's next move.

This is a hunt, the roles of hunter and prey may be reversed at any time.

After the ghost king said a word, he moved again, stretched his arms, raised his sleeves, his fist pierced through the air, and the huge fist arm blasted towards him.

"Xuantian Nine Turns."

Xuan Mingzi's figure turned around and stood in front of Qi Jiuyuan. The Gang Qi swirled like a whirlpool, circulating continuously, from big to yin to soft, nine turns infinite, and stars shifted.

"Xuantian Nine Revolutions, true martial arts is best at using strength to fight, but the king of ghosts..."

Ye Weiyang watched the two sides fight, his eyes drooped slightly, and he whispered, showing great dislike in his words.

"The King of Ghosts looks elegant, but in fact he is domineering and violent. "Hell Walk" seems violent, but in fact..." Shen Yi watched the collision in this scene, and he was not optimistic about Xuan Mingzi in his heart, "This work is violent, But in fact, it is a wonderful magic technique based on life and death, and there is also a mysterious cycle of life and death hidden in the violence."

Xuantian True Martial Arts does not restrict disciples to show their names by their real names or by their Taoist titles, but the only ones who can add a name after their Taoist titles are the most famous Xuantian Seven Sons, except for the head teacher.

Xuan Mingzi is one of the seven sons of Xuantian, and has always been known as "Xuantian Nine Turns".

Logically speaking, even if he is difficult to fight against, he can also deal with the ghost king.

It's a pity that the ghost king is also good at this way.

The fist arm collided head-on with the vortex of stellar qi, and I saw the most yin and soft vortex of stellar qi flowing continuously, transforming the defense and releasing its strength, but the fist and arm were solid and unbroken, and no power was released at all, even that A purgatory-like vision has descended on Xuan Mingzi.

'The world is like hell, and the other is hell. The stronger the hell, the stronger the ghost king walking in the hell will naturally be.The seemingly violent magic skills contain the mystery of moving, borrowing and absorbing, and can be used continuously in the confrontation..."

Shen Yi and Ye Weiyang possessed the inheritance of the magic way, and they were also vaguely aware of the mystery, and saw the foundation of "Hell Walk", but Xuan Mingzi did not have this convenience, and could detect the mystery at a glance.

The ghost king has been dormant for a long time, and rarely takes action in the open. His intelligence is quite weak, and Xuan Mingzi has suffered a disadvantage now.

"boom!"

The strength of the fist did not leak out at all, on the contrary, it continued to absorb the remaining strength for blessing, making the fist stronger and stronger, the ground shook, and a seam appeared, spreading backwards from Xuan Mingzi's feet.

One punch!

"Peng!"

The stellar qi exploded, "Xuantian Nine Turns" was smashed by a punch, and the remaining strength turned into a fist shadow and bombarded his body. Xuan Mingzi used his profound kung fu with all his strength, turned the emptiness into reality, opened up the cause, and moved the fist strength, but Still can't help but vomit a mouthful of blood.

On his chest, a fist mark was imprinted on his left chest, as if it were printed on a stone slab.

"Walk."

Xuan Mingzi's body retreated with the strength of the fist, and Qi Jiuyuan moved like the wind.

"Can't go."

The ghost king and old god closed his fists on the ground, and raised his voice: "Everyone, we don't need to talk about the morals of the world when we are in the devil's way. Let's stand shoulder to shoulder."

There was a burst of laughter from all around, and one after another arrogant energy burst out.

The demon of the demonic way originated from the demon king, so the 72 lines of the magical way generally do not shy away from calling themselves demons, and even take pride in them.

At this moment, the Ghost King greeted him, and four figures with majestic demonic aura appeared in all directions, and they shot at Xuan Mingzi at the same time.

Xuan Mingzi tried his best to resist with "Xuantian Nine Revolutions", the gang energy was like a cloud, sometimes agitated, and sometimes circulated like water, but the four people who rose up were all Xuanwo, and the four joined hands without paying attention to martial arts, In addition, Xuan Mingzi had been severely injured, and he was repeatedly injured in a short time, and he vomited blood continuously.

The Ghost King glanced at Shen Yi and Ye Weiyang, and said: "Xuantian Zhenwu Dao wants to use that Mu Hanjiang as bait to fish, but I don't know that I also want to lure the snake out of the hole and severely damage Zhenwu."

With a flick of his sleeve, he threw a book to Shen Yi, "Nephew, you didn't take action just now, you have already paid back the favor, and now it's time to fulfill your responsibility as a devil. This book was written by me personally." Copy some of the scriptures of "The Book of Immortality", take it, and then go to hunt down Mu Hanjiang."

To deal with a Mu Hanjiang, Bulaoshan's co-seats would go out in person, and they even brought in four mysterious fetuses.This careless method immediately put Xuantian's true martial arts at a disadvantage, and one of Xuantian's seven disciples just fell into the hands of the ghost king.

Let's look at his next appearance, it seems that he will continue to fish, as much as he can catch.