Immortal Monarch and Demon Venerable are all my vests

On the day of the finals, the Holy Maiden of Jietian still rested in her palace under the name of "being sick", and never showed up. Jietian Daozong replaced another powerful representative of Jietian Daozong during the tribulation period to come forward.

This elder surnamed Hu doesn't seem to go out very much on weekdays. Few of the dozens of masters in the cultivation world on the viewing platform know him. Only the Daojun of the Taihua Immortal Sect, who has friends all over the five domains, rushed to him immediately. He smiled and said hello.

Hu Yunu returned a bitter smile, and took the first place with heavy steps.

At this time, it was not yet Qin Xun's session, he looked puzzled, and asked through sound transmission: "Master, what's wrong with the Fox Demon King, why is he looking so depressed."

Even if he pretends on weekdays, this fox demon king will also pretend to be upright and dignified. Looking at him today, a pair of peach blossom eyes leaked a little charm, obviously he was hit hard by something, not even his nature So much under control.

After Yin Lang said hello, he looked away, "The wizard is out."

The three demon kings originally took advantage of the gap between the three Taoist masters to recuperate and recover from their injuries. However, the demon clan has a long life span, they really don't have a concept of time, and their work efficiency is really not high.Seeing the three rivals who had met face-to-face jump out one by one, it is not a little anxious.

Didn't the one nested in the Taihua Immortal Sect immediately find a reason to go out and travel, and dare not even face to face with Yuan Daozhu?

Below the arena, 'clang! With a sword cry, Ji Chang'an, who was holding the oblique red sword tightly, stepped onto the stage.

Her opponent was a mid-out-of-body disciple of the Tiantai Buddhist Sect. The two had similar cultivation levels. Yin Lang only took one look and came to the conclusion, "Little Chang'an's match is a bit precarious."

Qin Xun was puzzled, "Why?"

Although Buddha Cultivator is a relatively restrained and murderous Sword Cultivator, if he has the same level of cultivation, Ji Changan, who has gone through eighteen heavy prisons, has much richer actual combat experience, and obviously has a higher winning rate.

Yin Lang said, "Her inner demons have not been completely resolved, and she doesn't realize it. This battle is either entangled and defeated, or a miserable victory in which both losers and even lose combat power."

Ji Changan's talent can indeed be called the top group of the younger generation, otherwise he would not have touched the edge of the transformation of the soul and the devil in the middle of his body.It's a pity that it's not a coincidence that Tianjianzong and the eighteen heavy prisons walked around, but she didn't completely survive the catastrophe of the heart demon.

Buddha Cultivator has only three points of restraint against Sword Cultivator, but it is Heavenly Restraint against Heart Demon.

Ji Changan on the stage was just like what he said, after gaining the upper hand for a short time, he soon fell into the quagmire of Buddha's light and couldn't get out.The Buddha's exercises are relatively gentle, and they penetrate through the gaps in the sword light. Ji Changan struggles as if he is trapped in a honey jar.

After a long battle, Ji Changan became impetuous uncontrollably.

She couldn't see her own eyes, and she didn't know that the dark pupils gradually turned scarlet, which was extremely weird.

"This……"

The young monk on the opposite side was slightly surprised, silently recited 'Amitabha Buddha' twice, and raised the alms bowl in his hand, the almighty energy poured in continuously, and soon the alms bowl was completely covered by golden light.

The monk gave a soft shout and raised his hand to throw the alms bowl at her. Ji Changan raised his sword and slashed without hesitation. When he hit the alms bowl, there was strangely no sound.

After a while, the golden light dissipated, and the alms bowl fell to the ground with a clanging sound, and fell upside down on Ji Chang'an's arm, who had lost consciousness.

The young monk clasped his hands together and said a few words 'Amitabha', then carefully cast a spell to retrieve the alms bowl, and explained to the referee, "This female benefactor seems to be haunted by demons before, that's why the effect of the Buddha's light is so obvious... This little monk is absolutely harmless meaning."

Under Yin Lang's signal, Ji Changan was quickly carried down by female disciples of the same sect for treatment, and soon woke up leisurely, clutching his head and moaning in pain.

The emergence of the Heart Demon Tribulation was basically equivalent to touching the edge of the stage of transformation into a god, and a lot of people envied her congratulations on her imminent progress in cultivation.Ji Changan coped with it with a forced smile, expressing that he was a little uncomfortable and hoped to be alone in the room after a while, and hugged himself tightly with a wry smile.

Heart Demon Tribulation...

She thought that she had passed this hurdle when she shattered her previous cognition and re-recognized the world. Who would have thought that there would be such a past event that was always buried in her heart and longed for the truth.

That night, when the first round of the finals was over, when Yin Lang was going to his residence, Ji Changan rushed to his side against the flow of people, saying that there were some things he didn't understand in cultivation, and he hoped to get some guidance from his uncle.

It doesn't sound like a big problem, after all, although Shen Muxuan is not a sword cultivator, he is recognized by the cultivation world as a professional leader who is not better than a sword cultivator.

Regarding this, Yin Lang was noncommittal and followed her.

Ji Changan seemed to have worked hard, and Yin Lang guessed that she might have brought up all the questions that she wanted to go back to ask Gu Fuxuan.

Her attitude basically indicated that the remaining demons were related to him, and Yin Lang mainly wanted to see how long this girl could hold back.

"Uncle Shen..."

After clearly saying goodbye, Ji Changan stood in the same place as if his feet were rooted, his left hand was desperately ravaging the corner of his clothes, and he looked full of thoughts.

Yin Lang patiently waited for her for half a stick of incense, but the girl was still hesitant to ask, so he turned around and left.

Ji Changan chased after him in a panic, "Master, wait for me!"

She quickly passed him and stopped on the only road, looked up at his eyes with apprehension, and summoned up the courage to ask aloud——

"I want to know, is the Jihemeng really slaughtered by Demon Venerable Yin Lang?"

She was chanting Yin Lang's name, but her eyes were fixed on the snow-clothed figure under the night sky, and she spoke each word very slowly, as if she was confirming something, but she was afraid of being confirmed.

"I know, as his 'enemy', you must know the truth of this matter, right?"

"Yes."

Ji Changan looked at him more expectantly, waiting for an answer.

The man walked past her.

Ji Changan was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly rushed forward, "Master, why did you leave before you finished talking?"

Yin Lang said lightly: "I've told you everything you want to know, why are you still standing there?"

"Ah, when—"

Ji Changan froze in place.

Yes.

I slaughtered the Jihemeng.

He walked a long way, and when he turned his head again, the figure of the woman was still standing there, motionless.

The last ray of the setting sun also disappears behind the mountains, and night falls.

The cicadas were singing shrilly, it was clearly a midsummer night, and it was clearly a cultivator who was invulnerable to cold and heat, but the cold wind coming from the sky was like a knife, making the flesh and bones hurt and the heart was chilled.

Yin Lang raised his hand and pushed open the door wall of the small courtyard. In the corner of the courtyard, on a bamboo knot with only a short root remaining, a plush that had burrowed in from nowhere pricked up its ears vigilantly, hugging the gnawed bamboo. 'Cunliang' ran into the grass just short of his ankles without looking back.

Only the pitted and pitted roots remained, standing desolately in the cold wind.

From a distance, Ji Changan heard the sound of the courtyard door being closed in the night wind.

"Treat the body in the same way as the person, that's all."

As the morning sun rose, the second round of finals began, and it was Elder Hu Yunu Hu who took over from Tiandaozong.

But today Elder Hu looked much ruddy, and sat down beside Daoist Tianji to chat with him just like the saint who received the sky before.

It's amazing to say that this Elder Hu looks a little less dignified, and both of them also left the chief seat of the sect to join Daoist Tianji, but no matter whether it was the casual posture when sitting down, or when chatting, The lazy tone, and the seemingly intimate but unintentional conversation, no matter how you look at it, it is much more pleasing to the eye than that saint.

Holding the wine glass, Hu Yunu seemed to be tasting it slowly, but was actually 'biting his ears' with him through voice transmission, "Oh, it's really troublesome, can't the fake one be more peaceful? If you don't cause some trouble every day, ask someone to give it to you." She tidied up her tail as if she was uncomfortable. I was thrown out to take care of this mess when I was squatting happily in the cave, it was a disaster for no reason!"

It has to be said that the tone of this tone is already a bit of Elder Hu's persona, but Yin Lang pretended not to notice, chatting with him routinely.

Sure enough, Jietian Daozong had already discovered that this 'Jiang Mingyue' was a fake.But their attitudes don't look like what they should look like after their heavyweight heirs are taken away...

Hu Yunu continued to sigh, "Let me tell you, even if you look at it, you will probably find out that the little girl from the Li family has such a good relationship with you, and they are all smart people, so it's pointless to hide it."

Yin Lang decided to put on a pretense, hesitantly said: "Elder means... the saint has been taken away?"

Hu Yunu pinched his chin and observed Shen Muxuan's expression carefully.

Three points of anger, three points of surprise, three points of hesitation, mixed with one point of disbelief.

Well, judging from his many years of experience in deceiving people as the Fox Demon King, it doesn't look like he's pretending. This kid really doesn't seem to know anything about this kind of strange 'people from another world'.

He chatted a few more words casually, and quickly changed the subject, "If the saint hadn't known me well, this person would not have recommended me to sit here instead of her because she was afraid of being exposed in front of me. It's so boring to fight with little kids who haven't even grown hair yet... Hey, is that kid who just came on stage down there your little apprentice?"

Yin Lang had already captured a lot of information in a few short exchanges, and looked down following the situation.

Oh, and that annoying main character again.

He just wants to know when this guy can quickly jump up and tear Fengjiangcheng apart. It's a raccoon thing. He will celebrate whoever dies. Of course, it's best for the two to go to hell together.

Xu Rong displayed his usual high level of anti-fighting, especially when he felt a familiar gaze cast on him, he showed his charm in all directions as if he had been injected with chicken blood.

Just when he was about to enter the most glorious moment of Jedi counterattack, when his eyes glowed red with excitement, a violent halo suddenly erupted in the far south sky, and then most of the palaces of Tiandaozong floating in midair were suddenly diffused The light shrouded it.

The ear-piercing warning sound quickly spread throughout Jietian Daozong. Hundreds of streamers flew out from the shrouded palace. After a short period of panic, they obeyed the command and separated the parties in an orderly manner. They all shot to control the aftermath of the explosion within this range. Inside, prevent outward expansion.

There was no follow-up after the explosion, and the cloud and mist disorder that was raised was quickly faded away, and even the re-exposed palaces and pavilions hardly suffered any damage from the outside.

Jietian Daozong immediately arranged for manpower to count the damage of the attack, and soon a scream came from [Tianbao Pavilion].

"The treasure that the Holy Master specifically ordered to be guarded has been stolen!"