Immortal Monarch and Demon Venerable are all my vests

"Hey, have you heard that there has been a major incident in the Demonic Dao recently!"

"You mean the news that went viral recently?"

In a restaurant that only accepts cultivators, a group of cultivators who practice qi and build a foundation gathered together and muttered.

"Once this happens, the ranking of the ten Demon Lords will definitely change drastically, right?"

"It's not necessarily true. It's possible to become nine demon lords. Think about it. In such a large territory, even the other nine demon lords are staring at each other. Which one of the ten demon lords can take it all at once? Eighty percent of the time. Divided by the other nine."

"Makes sense."

"...What exactly are you talking about?" A fool with no information asked, and immediately received a look of contempt.

"You don't even know this?"

The man shook his head in a daze.

The troublemaker lowered his voice: "The Venerable Yin, who was entrenched in the Eighteenth Heavy Prison, was seriously injured and died a few days ago. He died suddenly!"

"Cough, cough, cough—"

Suddenly someone next to him coughed violently, and the troublemaker looked over dissatisfied, and saw Mr. Qing Jun holding the edge of the table, as if he wanted to cough up his heart, liver, spleen and lungs.

The whole body does not show aura, but the guards around him are full of aura. They look like the sons of some big clan of cultivators.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." The snow-clothed young man straightened up, his eyebrows slightly curved: "I haven't been out of the mountain gate for a long time, but I didn't expect such a drastic change in the outside world. I want to ask this fellow, Venerable Yin is dead. When and where did the news come out?"

He is good-looking and polite, and he immediately regained a lot of favorability.

On the other hand, the expressions of the people around him were more strange than the others, especially the young man in black, whose expression was distorted as if he had eaten a cockroach.

"That's what everyone says..." The man scratched his head embarrassingly.I wanted to repeat what I said to those ignorant people before, but for some reason, when he met the eyes of this young man in snow, he subconsciously told the truth.

"I'm also hearing from hearsay. I'm afraid only the two venerables who have turned the world upside down know what happened."

"Two venerables?"

"Yeah!" The man became interested all of a sudden, and leaned forward as he did to other people before, and was staggered by the soaring spiritual pressure around the guardian when he was only three meters away.

Young Master Xueyi sighed: "You guys are not too tired after tossing all the way..."

He waved his hand to make people go away, and the narrator came closer, not daring to be as presumptuous as before, sitting on the opposite side of the table and pouring beans in a bamboo tube.

Three days ago, the tenth one appeared in the territory of the seventh one without any warning. He demolished the house all the way and went straight to the base camp in the No.18 heavy prison.

The Eighteenth Prison suffered heavy losses, but the seventh one never came forward to preside over the overall situation. On the contrary, the ninth one suddenly appeared a day ago and fought together with the tenth one. .

"This... fellow Taoist, if you don't believe me, you can go to the border of the eighteen heavy prisons. The surrounding mountains have been flattened, and the demonic energy is so strong that it is difficult to walk a few more steps inside!"

This person was swearing, and the more he talked, the more he felt that his reasoning was justified: "If Venerable Yin hadn't had an accident, how could he tolerate two opponents running wild in his own territory but turning a blind eye? He must have been seriously injured and unable to move! Or he has already fallen. Already!"

——No, it may also be because he is not at home.

It was the first time Yin Lang experienced this wonderful feeling——

Someone speaks emphatically to you in your face:

you are dead.

You must be dead.

You are utterly dead.

He smiled and asked, "How many people know this news?"

"No, not many, right? It took almost a day for the two Demon Lords to fight, so it can't be spread too far."

Very good, there is still time to contain it.

As for this guy... Well, although it wasn't his fault, he was still a little angry when he was said to his face like this.

"Why does Benefactor Shen have such a strong desire to kill?"

The gentle and warm voice slowly swayed, and people with slightly lower cultivation bases only felt that there were thousands of treasured temples in front of them, and the Buddha's light was shining everywhere, and their mood was peaceful for a while.Even the table that was about to fight calmly sat back and continued to communicate.

'Master, he is a member of Tiantai Buddhist Sect. '

'The deity is not blind. '

Qin Xun shut up rationally, not to provoke the master whose anger was rising.

"The True Voice of the Holy Buddha. I haven't seen you for decades, but Xiao Zenxin has developed this supernatural power?"

A bald young monk walked slowly outside the gate of the restaurant, wearing a gray cassock, with lowered eyebrows.The first time people saw him, they didn't pay attention to his appearance, but his clear and gentle temperament.

Zen Xin walked towards Yin Lang's direction, and when he was three steps away, he put his hands together and saluted: "Senior Shen."

This greeting did not use any special method.

Zen Xin raised her head, looked directly into Yin Lang's smiling eyes, and said softly: "Senior Shen hasn't answered me yet, why is there such a strong killing intent in his heart?"

"Thinking of unpleasant things, the killing intent will naturally arise." Yin Lang said with a smile, without the slightest intention to restrain the killing intent.

Zen mind talent is excellent, but he is the eldest disciple of Tiantai Buddhist Sect, one of the three great immortal sects, and he is known as the son of Buddha.Although it is only in the stage of becoming a god now, but he is born with a Buddha's mind, and his perception sensitivity is comparable to those old bald donkeys who have gone through the catastrophe of Mahayana.

The murderous intent is released and retracted, which makes people even more suspicious.

Chan Xin didn't know what was going on in his mind, and he saluted him again: "I have heard about the tragedy of the Jihemeng. Senior Shen is willing to eliminate harm for the world. It is really a great kindness. Zen wishes to go with the senior."

"Shut up you!"

With a sharp shout, a blue shadow flashed into the door of the restaurant, and angrily said: "You brat can't talk, can you shut up! Do you know how many messes Ben...I have cleaned up for you along the way!"

Yin Lang opened the sound-proof barrier in seconds.

Hua Tinglan was going to be so pissed off by Zen Xin that he caused him such a big trouble just by not watching from the sidelines.

He didn't want to easily confront those lunatics in the Northern Demon Territory. How could Zen Xin have the guts to provoke Demon Lord Transcending Tribulation? !

However, the experience along the way tells Hua Tinglan, don't try to explain to Zen Xin, you can't argue with a Buddhist disciple who is pure in mind and proficient in Buddhism, and you will only be speechless by the other party.

So he has given up arguing with this guy about whether a thing should be done, whether it is right or wrong, and whether it is worthy of his conscience.

I don't even think that I can explain to him the real reason why Shen Muxuan went to 'exorcise demons'.

I don't even bother to tell him how many treasures Shen Muxuan carries before he dares to step up to the Eighteenth Heavy Prison to fight.

He yelled: "Don't talk to me about 'I will go to hell if I don't go to hell', 'Buddha also cut meat to feed the eagle', let me tell you, if you dare to follow Shen Muxuan today, I will immediately turn around and slaughter you. Those mortals!"

Zen Xin waited quietly for him to finish yelling, then smiled: "You won't."

Hua Tinglan stopped.

The two stared at each other for a long time, Hua Tinglan stepped back first, wiped his face, and said to Yin Lang: "For the sake of taking a bunch of good things from Luli, why don't you take us for a ride? "

Yin Lang looked at him, and smiled with the same Zen heart: "I don't think I can defeat the eighteen arhats of the Buddhist sect."

Hua Tinglan: "..."

In the end, Hua Tinglan still failed to convince Yin Lang, and left with Zen heart resentfully.

On the contrary, Yin Lang took this opportunity to suggest that Taihua Xianzong and his party should divide into two groups on the grounds that the eighteenth prison might be more dangerous. One step ahead.

No one disagrees.So I decided to rest for one night and work separately the next day.

That night, in Yin Lang's room.

Qin Xun fell into the house silently like a shadow, and knelt down on the spot: "Master."

Yin Lang stood in the shadow, unable to see his expression clearly.Half of the moonlight penetrated through the window lattice, as if separating the master and apprentice into two completely disconnected spaces.

Qin Xun said: "It's the disciple's fault. In recent days, the control over receiving news has been lax."

He admitted his mistakes quickly, without making any excuses, and calmly explained: "The tenth one invaded the eighteenth prison three days ago, and he lost a valued subordinate by shouting 'the seventh one' all the way. Revenge. What's going on, the time is too short and the disciple hasn't received the tip yet."

"The ninth one is because she never left the Eighteenth Prison. After being thrown out by you, she has been wandering around No.17. She had no intention of fighting with the tenth one. The two met by chance, but the tenth one's temper...you I knew it, so I started fighting."

As for how the news got out and turned into this picture?This is why Qin Xun pleaded guilty in the first place.

The master rest assured that all the information channels are in his hands, but he has made such a big mistake.

If Master hadn't happened to find an excuse to come to the Northern Demon Territory, I'm afraid that by the time they found out, the matter would have become irreversible.

Qin Xun bowed his head and knelt on the ground, quietly waiting for the next punishment.

Yin Lang glanced at him lightly.

If it weren't for Qin Xun being the apprentice he picked up with his own hands and raised with painstaking effort, Yin Lang's mistake just this time would have been enough for Yin Lang to send him to the real [-]th hell.

After a long time, Qin Xun finally heard the master speak, but what he said was completely irrelevant.

"Yan Guihe is very powerful. You are here to go with the people of Taihua Xianzong, and you should be cautious first. Although you don't have the spiritual energy supply for your teacher, but you are in the Northern Demon Territory. If something goes wrong, it is easier to get out. Remember. , safety is the most important thing, if it is really impossible, even if it arouses suspicion from others, you must save your life first."

A hand fell on his head, and gently stroked his hair: "You are the only apprentice recognized by the teacher in this life, and nothing is more important than your safety."

"If you make a mistake, you will make a mistake. You have learned your lesson, so don't make it again in the future."

Qin Xun's nose was sore, he nodded his head heavily, and said with a sob: "Disciple understands!"

***

The Ninth Zun and Jiao Yuyu fought all the way from No.17 to the edge of the entire eighteen heavy prisons.

Large tracts of mountains and hills were shattered under the violent bombardment of the Transcending Tribulation Period, landslides and ground cracked, and birds and beasts scattered.

The ninth statue got excited and laughed 'haha', and the long whip left afterimages. It is not uncommon for him to swing hundreds of moves in a flash.Jiao Yuyu, on the other hand, used the huge ax to split the sky and the earth, and she was so anxious that she couldn't smash everything in front of her eyes.

He roared: "Umantuo, is there something wrong with you, dead woman? This deity is here to trouble Yin Lang, what does it have to do with you? What do you want to do by grabbing this deity and beating him endlessly!"

Wu Mantuo just ignored him, she wandered around in the Eighteenth Heavy Prison originally looking for an opportunity to force Yin Lang to fight with her, how could Jiao Yuyu, the opponent who came to her door, let him go easily?

She licked her lips, whipped out the long whip continuously, and her red pupils were even more coquettish under the fierce battle.

When the two were fighting fiercely, suddenly a silver spear shot down from the sky, the tip of the spear pierced the air and made a sharp scream, carrying a huge devilish energy, it shot down from the center of the two of them!

Wu Mantuo and Jiao Yuyu were forced to retreat three steps each under the impact of the huge demonic energy. When they raised their heads again, there was a person standing out of nowhere on the top of a slightly higher hill.

Red clothes and silver guns, black hair high bunch.

A black flame thicker and deeper than Wu Mo appeared in his palm, burning at the tip of his spear.

He turned around slowly, and gave a cold and dangerous smile: "Who gave you the courage to act wildly on this deity's territory?"