Immortal Mansion: With mediocre qualifications, I have no choice but to live forever

In the Bone Hall, there was a huge commotion due to the abnormal appearance of the three demon lords' phantoms.

The sect factions took this opportunity to make a big fuss, and for a while they turned against the guests, overwhelming the monks from all the aristocratic factions.

But Zhou Yiqiao, who was the cause of everything, was now under the pressure of the three demon lords' incarnations. His face was pale and he could not move.

The two sides exchanged words, and the sect faction began to use Zhou Yiqiao's qualifications to argue.

"I, the Nether Demon Lord, am the number one demon sect in Yongzhou, and the qualification requirements for my disciples have always been the most stringent in the entire Yongzhou."

"Your aristocratic family faction used to say that my sect's faction used inferior products to increase its power. Why did you do something that makes you despise today?"

"Yes, everyone in the aristocratic family faction has always set their sights on others, and they will not accept such a person with low qualifications."

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"The level of sanctimony of these guys is really comparable to that of those pseudo-monks!"

In the seat of the aristocratic family faction, a young monk was extremely angry and wanted to stand up to defend Zhou Yiqiao, but was suppressed by the elders beside him and could not move.

The young man looked at the elder beside him with an anxious expression.

"Father, you know that Brother Zhou's strength is equal to mine, why do you want to stop me from explaining to Brother Zhou?"

This young man is none other than Wu Ning, who came with his father Wu Nanfeng to attend the apprenticeship ceremony!

Wu Nanfeng looked calmly at Zhou Yiqiao under the seat and said.

"You are still too impulsive."

"The strength he has shown so far is not enough for my family's faction to risk the recognized disapproval of the demon cultivator to protect him."

"Otherwise, do you think why none of the high-level monks from our aristocratic family faction are born now?"

When Wu Ning heard this, he frowned and wanted to say something more.

"But father..."

Seeing that Wu Ning still had objections, Wu Nanfeng's expression immediately turned cold.

"No buts!"

"Zhou Yiqiao will either show enough strength now to let us see the benefits."

"Either you survive the demon king's hideous appearance, and you will be able to clear his name when the time comes!"

"alright!"

Seeing that his son wanted to say more, Wu Nanfeng snorted coldly.

"There is no need to mention this matter again. Just stay here and stay with me!"

Hearing his father's cold attitude, Wu Ning's expression dimmed, he lowered his head and did not dare to speak any more.

At this time, the three demon lord incarnations who had been glaring at Zhou Yiqiao finally took action.

I saw the Immortal Demon Lord located in the center of the three people, and his blurry face suddenly became clear.

Immediately afterwards, his right arm was slightly raised, and a majestic pressure spread towards the surroundings in an instant!

The monks from the surrounding sects and factions felt the huge pressure and couldn't help but move back, not daring to compete with it.

This coercion contains the charm of the Immortal Demon Lord. Although there is only an imperceptible trace, it is not something that monks like them from the lower realm can directly look at.

"I ask you, please answer truthfully."

The calm voice came from Jiutian, and Zhou Yiqiao felt his head buzzing, as if there were thousands of needles stuck in his mind, and the pain was severe.

"Look, this guy's face is getting paler. I'm afraid he won't be able to hold on anymore!"

"Okay, okay, if he explodes and dies, my suffering centipede will have blood food!"

Everyone in the sect obviously did not hear the question from the Immortal Demon Lord. They thought that Zhou Yiqiao was about to collapse under the pressure of the Demon Lord, and they all started to gloat about his misfortune.

"Have you ever disrespected life and death, killed indiscriminately, and treated human life with indifference?"

“Have you ever disobeyed the laws and used your power for personal gain, taking advantage of others?”

"Have you ever relied on your strength to commit betrayal, murder, and arson?"

The Immortal Demon Lord asked one question after another indifferently. The pain on Zhou Yiqiao's face became even worse, and his face was as pale as paper.

Zhou Yiqiao raised his head with difficulty, and a large amount of sweat flowed down his forehead, dripping onto the ground and spreading.

He looked at the three-foot-tall incarnation of the Demon Lord in front of him, with no trace of fear in his eyes.

Somehow, he could feel from the eyes of the incarnation of the Immortal Demon Lord that the other party did not seem to allow him to give a true answer.

Zhou Yiqiao opened his mouth. He was about to say the word "Zeng", but when the words came to his lips, he began to hesitate again.

"I don't dare to deceive the Demon Lord. If I hadn't done this, I wouldn't have made it to where I am today alone."

"Although this junior has done many evil things, he is still aboveboard!"

These words seemed to have been squeezed out of Zhou Yiqiao's throat with great difficulty, and they actually made his breathing become heavier.

He was finally sure that the phantom of the Immortal Demon Lord in front of him did not want his charges to be proven.

The other party is using a method that Zhou Yiqiao has never heard of to try to prevent him from admitting the crime.

In the past, he would have been happy about this, but today, he didn't want to continue to be deceived.

For him, Zhou Yiqiao, the journey to eternal life is robbery, killing, and even betrayal!

His life has long been destined to either lead to immortality through adventure after adventure, or to perish completely after a certain failure!

As long as there is hope, Zhou Yiqiao will not give up even one ten thousandth chance to pursue the elusive and invisible way to immortality.

Even if it's beyond recognition in the end and the flesh and blood are blurred.

As soon as Zhou Yiqiao finished speaking, a burst of light suddenly erupted from the dark pupils of the Immortal Demon Lord!

He stared at Zhou Yiqiao for a long time before nodding with satisfaction.

"Your answer is good."

Immediately afterwards, everyone in the hall could see that the phantom of the Immortal Demon Lord flipped his right palm, and a golden mark emerged from his palm and slowly flew to Zhou Yiqiao's forehead!

The golden mark hovered in the air, emitting a dazzling light.

Everyone's eyes were deeply attracted by that mark.

Golden light enveloped Zhou Yiqiao, and his whole body seemed to be bathed in golden light, exuding an extremely strong pressure!

Everyone present felt an irresistible sense of intimidation!

Even the Bone Elder in the Fusion Realm was shaken by this coercion at this moment.

Everyone in the hall watched helplessly as this ray of light penetrated into Zhou Yiqiao's forehead, turning the talisman culture used to embellish his forehead into a red gold color.

The golden light gradually faded away, and everyone looked around again.

The next moment, no matter whether it was the aristocratic family faction or the sect faction, everyone's eyes widened with expressions of extreme shock!

Because everyone could clearly see that the phantom of the Immortal Demon Lord showed a satisfied smile!

His eyes looked around everyone, as if he wanted to announce to everyone.

"This son has a firm determination to live forever, and his future is limitless."

After saying that, the illusions of the three Demon Lords suddenly disappeared into the hall, as if they had completed some mission.