Something is wrong with Jian Zun

The man standing on the wall looks young, with a purple demon flower in full bloom between his brows, he looks cold and arrogant, everyone present has only seen Que Xinluo who looks old, and when Gu Junyi called out his name, they all jumped up. Qi hissed.

Most people chose to keep their mouths shut.

Although Xie Ming is an evil god, he is also the leader of the righteous way, so he will not suddenly kill people suddenly, and Que Xinluo, an old monster with uncertain weather, is not necessarily the case.

Chu Zhaoliu glanced outside the palace, only to realize that at some point, the ancient giant who brought them here had disappeared, so it was no wonder that this group of people were able to enter smoothly.

Everyone present was half happy and half worried.

The happy ones are the demon cultivators who have just retreated to the back, and the worried ones are the righteous monks who came to join in the fun.

After all, Xizhou is the territory of demon cultivators.

What's more, this is a bird heart.

Apart from Xie Ming, I'm afraid there is no match for him, not to mention that Xie Ming lost to him before, and now Que Xinluo breaks through to pass... Can Xie Ming beat him?

This time it was the turn of the orthodox cultivator to stop talking, and the demon cultivator swaggered up to the front row again, with a bit of confidence: "I have seen the lord, congratulations to the lord for his great achievement and smooth exit!"

The one who came together was the man who just claimed to be the head of the 33 Shamen of the Demon Sect. This name was known to Chu Zhaoliu, and he was indeed a well-known and notorious demon cultivator group. The three small sects he heard about in the Chu family before were exterminated , is what they do.

Que Xinluo put her hands behind her back, without even looking at the head seat: "Go away."

33 Shashou choked for a moment, swallowed his anger and apologized with a smile: "My lord, these people are very arrogant just now, please show my majesty to the devil again, take their heads and throw them into the Linghe River!"

He chattered so endlessly that Que Xinluo finally lowered his head, and said indifferently, "Are you teaching me how to do things?"

33 Shashouzuo thought to himself that there was a word "please" in his words, but before he could figure out what, his neck suddenly felt cold.

He raised his hand to touch it, but he didn't touch it. His eyes twitched for a while, and his body appeared in his eyes, as well as a group of terrified and retreating people behind him.

He froze for a moment, belatedly aware.

His head fell off.

The demon cultivators who were overjoyed by Que Xinluo's arrival were silent and dared not speak any more.

As soon as Que Xinluo turned his head, he heard a subdued exclamation, the sword light in front of him was like a blood-colored waning moon, and the sword energy surged and swept towards him.

It's Gu Junyi.

Que Xinluo shook his spear, and took dozens of moves in an instant, the blood on his chest still remained: "You don't think you will be so lucky, do you?"

Gu Junyi said coldly: "Whether it is luck, you will know if you try it with your life."

The two exchanged hands, and suddenly two slender figures squeezed out from the crowd. When they saw Xie Ming and Chu Zhaoliu standing under the shrine, they shouted excitedly: "Thank you, Senior Chu, that's great, you're all right!"

It turned out to be Chen Manling and Luo Duchun.

Chu Zhaoliu was a little surprised. He didn't expect these two girls to be so courageous. They didn't leave the secret place by the way, but came closer. Seeing them holding each other's hands tightly, he was a little curious. Did Luo Duchun Confess who you are.

The evil way and the righteous way, this is also Gu Junyi's heart disease.

On the eaves, the two were wrestling with each other, and for a moment they couldn't tell who was superior.

It is rare to be able to watch such a duel between masters. Everyone watched intently and was amazed in their hearts. They did not expect that Gu Junyi would be able to face Que Xinluo without losing the wind.

At this moment, there was a low growl from outside the shrine, it seemed that he was injured, and there was pain in the roar.

Chu Zhaoliu's ear twitched, and he turned his head quickly: "It's that giant!"

He took two steps forward, paused, and glanced at Gu Junyi again.

Just when the two figures separated, Gu Junyi turned his back to the two and waved his hands casually: "I'll deal with him, and leave the rest to you."

Chu Zhaoliu and Xie Ming glanced at each other, without saying much, they were about to go out to check, but before they could take a step, a group of people at the gate of the shrine tacitly blocked the exit, their faces still respectful: "Xie Zongzhu , look, about that ancient secret technique..."

With the last bit of patience, Chu Zhaoliu shook his fan: "Everyone, let me introduce to you, this is a shrine in ancient times, if there is a lie in the shrine, if there is a thunderbolt, if we say there is no, then there is no. "

After he finished speaking, everyone had strange expressions on their faces. They obviously didn't believe it. "You're talking nonsense" was written all over their faces.

Chu Zhaoliu clicked his tongue, turned his eyes, and fell on the couple who looked first at the opening: "You, are you loyal to your Taoist couple?"

The man who was named was stunned for a moment, his face was upright, and he was displeased: "What are you talking about, I am naturally loyal to my wife!"

As soon as the words fell, the dark clouds in the sky suddenly changed, and thunderclouds rolled.

The female monk beside him turned dark instantly: "Okay, you! You really have an affair with your apprentice, a vixen!"

Everyone was dumbfounded, and then saw Chu Zhaoliu pointing over: "How old were you when you formed the pill?"

The accused person proudly said: "23 years old."

There was another burst of thunder in the sky.

The person standing next to him laughed loudly: "My surname is Xu, I already know that you made a fake on purpose, how can you form alchemy at the age of 23 with your qualifications!"

Seeing that Chu Zhaoliu was about to point out another person for questioning, even the expressions of the people watching the two jokes became unnatural.

It wasn't that Chu Zhaoliu wanted to say more, but that if he didn't speak clearly, the fact that the three of them possessed a secret technique would definitely become a lingering rumor in the future.

He and Xie Ming are fine, one is in Fuyue Sect and the other is in Luming Sect, there is nothing anyone can do about it, but Gu Junyi is stubbornly wandering outside, it is inevitable that people will be targeted and conceived as a crime.

Chu Zhaoliu thought for a while, then turned his eyes suddenly, and looked at Xie Ming with a smile: "Sect Master Xie, let's have one too. Let's settle our suspicions, are we friends?"

Xie Ming's sleeves were blown by the wind, and silver dark streaks floated like flowing clouds. He looked at him with strange eyes, which seemed to be very complicated. He paused for a moment, and answered lightly and decisively: "No."

Chu Zhaoliu thought, do you want to be struck by lightning?

However, after Xie Ming finished speaking, there was no movement in the sky.

Chu Zhaoliu: "..."

Chu Zhaoliu: "..."

Chu Zhaoliu seemed to have been struck by lightning, and he stared at Xie Ming stiffly, the latter was still like snow on a high mountain, the moon in the sky, so cold that it was untouched by the mundane, hard to reach.

He thought that he and Xie Ming could be regarded as friends no matter what.

Could it be... all this time, it was just his wishful thinking?Xie Ming is still bored with him, but actually doesn't want to have a deep friendship with him?

He didn't feel angry or ashamed, but an indescribable sense of loss suddenly appeared in his heart.

It didn't count.

Thoughts were spinning very quickly in his mind, but in fact it was only two breaths. Chu Zhaoliu smiled and lazily said: "There is indeed no secret technique here, you were all deceived by Que Xinluo. You still have no idea what I said." Those who are suspicious, say a few more nonsense words to know the truth and falsehood, let’s stop here, let’s get out of the way.”

No one stopped this time, everyone was talking nonsense, and the sky was full of thunder.

The two left the shrine and chased along the trail, Xie Ming didn't mean to explain, Chu Zhaoliu had no choice but to swallow back the words intended to ease the embarrassment, cursed in his heart, and turned his head as if nothing had happened.

The footprints on the ground were huge, and the two quickly rushed to the place where the giant was. Before reaching the place, Xie Ming's expression suddenly darkened, and his voice was suppressed: "There is a monster."

And it has a very strong and powerful demonic aura, comparable to that of the demon king.

The giant's furious roar sounded again, Chu Zhaoliu brushed away the dense branches and leaves in front of him, looked up, and saw a flash of red light, the giant's hill-like arm slumped to the ground, his skin turned black and blue , fell to the ground and could not move.

The man standing in front of the giant was about to kill him with a single blow, but when he sensed someone was coming, he wiped away the blood on the scimitar and turned his head, but half of his face was dry bone, half was human face, all stained with blood. Quite penetrating.

Chu Zhaoliu knew him.

This is the demon king who was besieged and suppressed by all the sects and families in the great war a hundred years ago, and was beaten and disappeared in hiding!

The name of this demon king is Lian Chi, and he is very good at using poison. Back then, he sprinkled poisonous powder on the battlefield, buried thousands of miles of corpses, and the plague spread.

The orthodox monks stood in battle for a long time, fearing that he would come again, but the injury was indeed too serious, and Lian Wing disappeared without a sound for more than 100 years.

I didn't expect to meet him in the secret realm of Xizhou.

Chu Zhaoliu recalled, and half-closed his eyes: "I didn't expect that the demon race who is always proud of itself will join hands with the human race who are not used to it."

Most of the monster races were born with spiritual creatures, and their cultivation progressed very quickly. They felt that the human race was ignorant of spirits and was an inferior race. The two races could be regarded as blood feuds.

Seeing it like this, when Lian Chi fled to Xizhou, he was secretly protected by Que Xinluo.

Lian Chi flicked the blood off the knife, and when he heard Chu Zhaoliu's words, he snorted: "As ordered by the Demon Lord, we just join hands with him for now, you are Xie Ming?"

Demon Lord?

What Xie Ming had said flashed through Chu Zhaoliu's mind very quickly.

Those monster races obeyed the words of a black-robed man and slaughtered Lumingzong.

The demon king is the leader of the demon clan, but that black-robed man is still some kind of demon master?

Matters were prioritized, Chu Zhaoliu suppressed his doubts, and calmly pointed to Xie Ming beside him: "He is."

"Okay," Lian Chi licked Senbai's teeth, "Then I'll kill him first, then you."

As soon as the voice fell, the fishy smell came to the nostrils first.

Chu Zhaoliu knew that the demon king was covered in poison, so he didn't dare to underestimate him. He turned a hurricane talisman to blow the wind back, and reminded him, "Don't let him get close!"

Xie Ming responded, and the sword energy surged all over his body, and he came up to meet him.

Chu Zhaoliu took the opportunity to sneak up to the giant, and observed the wound on his arm. The wound was bleeding profusely, forming a stream on the ground. The blood was black, and the flesh and blood around the severed arm were gradually being swallowed by the poison, revealing Thick bones.

This giant was also unlucky, he fell asleep in the secret realm, and when he woke up, his friend was killed. After waiting for many years, he was beaten up by Que Xinluo first, and then met the demon king, and was almost killed.

It's too miserable, just woke up and was beaten violently by the evil in the world.

Chu Zhaoliu murmured: "Fortunately, I have a lot of money, otherwise I would have to watch you die."

As he spoke, he took out a bunch of bottles and jars, and poured them all down towards the giant's severed arm, emptying dozens of jade bottles in the blink of an eye.

The giant struggled to open his eyelids and uttered low and vague sentences, but Chu Zhaoliu couldn't understand, so he smiled politely and observed.

Fortunately, the poison on the giant's body was not strong, and the antidote was useful.

Ding Ling clanged together, and Chu Zhaoliu became the most leisurely one, shaking his small fan, watching Xie Ming and Lian Chi who were fighting with cold eyes, Lian Chi's poison was tricky, but it couldn't get close to Xie Ming's body, and The serious injury from a hundred years ago has not yet healed, and he is beaten back and forth by the fierce and icy sword light, so there is no need to worry about the outcome.

As soon as this idea came to his mind, he heard a loud "Boom!" from the Jingu Palace.

Lian Chi laughed loudly: "I heard that most of the human race masters have come to this secret realm? Today your death is approaching!"

After finishing speaking, it turned into a ray of light and flew towards the shrine!

Chu Zhaoliu suddenly had a few bad premonitions in his heart, and quickly followed.

Before reaching the shrine, they saw a cloud of smoke and dust all over the sky. All the monks who were in the shrine just hid in panic. The ruins of the shrine collapsed completely, and a large area of ​​the ground sank.

Gu Junyi was covered in blood, and supported Yixia to half kneel on the ground. Que Xinluo, who was opposite, didn't get much favors, and blood was still dripping from several blood holes on his body.

Lian Wing landed among the ruins of the shrine, opened his arms, and his eyes were full of excitement and enthusiasm: "Under this shrine, is the ancient demon king of my demon clan. Today, the demon king wakes up, and none of you can escape!"

Xie Ming and him arrived one after another. Seeing that his hand was sealed, he was about to undo some kind of shackles. It seemed that something in the ground was really waking up. With Chu Zhaoliu sternly yelling "stop him", Ming Hong's sword was as fast as lightning , into Lian Chi's heart.

Successfully interrupted the seal of Lian Chi, but Xie Ming's heart suddenly sank.

"You've been tricked." Lian Chi's face showed no resentment, but a strange smile, raised his hand to grab Ming Hong's sword, and took another step closer to Xie Ming, "The last step to awaken the ancient demon king ...is my life."

Xie Ming was quiet, and his tone was cold: "So what, I can kill you, and I can also kill your ancestors."

Lian Chi coughed, and when he heard this sentence, he laughed even more freely: "You underestimate me... Cough, have you forgotten that you have suffered an injury? Why should I get close to you when I am poisoned! As long as there is A wound..."

Xie Ming's pupils shrank suddenly.

Just like what Lian Yi said, a gust of wind blew away his broken sleeve, and a circle of blood-red runes appeared under the sleeve where the wound had not healed.

"This poison is called Xinmoyin."

Lian Chi's face turned pale, and there was a bit of malice in his voice: "Wait until you become a lunatic... This deity is immortal, and will wake up again in a hundred years..."

His body fell to the ground with a thud.

Chu Zhaoliu finally rushed over and heaved a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, it was stopped in time."

Seeing Xie Ming standing there motionless, he wanted to make some jokes when he suddenly heard a low and indistinct voice: "Stay away from me."

"……what?"

Chu Zhaoliu almost suspected that he was deaf.

After not even being friends, you can't even get close?

The two of them are going to return to the past when they met and ran away, and the more they live, the more they go back?

Just thinking about these messy things, Xie Ming's body suddenly swayed, and he half-knelt down suddenly.

Chu Zhaoliu lost all thoughts in his head, and his first reaction was to support him quickly, his voice changed slightly: "Are you injured!?"

Xie Ming lowered his head and closed his eyes, light blood dripped from the corner of his lips. After a while, he slowly turned his head, opened his eyes, and said almost word by word, "Stay away from me."

It wasn't until this moment that Chu Zhaoliu realized that his eyes were filled with a light red color, full of murderous intent, and seemed to be insane.

Xie Ming just stared at him with those red eyes for a few breaths, then suddenly raised his hand and knocked himself out with a palm, the strike was as decisive and ruthless as it was against an enemy.

Chu Zhaoliu caught him, and before he could find out what was going on, seeing the ground under his feet trembling more and more, he picked up Xie Ming and flew away from the ruins.

As soon as he walked on his front foot, the ground of the shrine completely collapsed on his back foot, and a sigh that seemed to have been passed down from ancient times came from the ground.

Winged bones fell down, and there was a creepy chewing sound, and then a huge monster slowly protruded from the ground.

The onlookers all looked dumbfounded.

It was a giant snake with three heads, and it was countless times larger than the body of any monster race in the world. The moment it poked its head out, those monks who wanted to escape couldn't even move their legs, and deathly silence quickly filled every trace of air. middle.

Que Xinluo wiped the blood from the corner of her lower lip, and snorted: "Pretending to be a ghost, it's better than the heyday of the big monster in this world, and even sacrificed his own life."

Compared to Que Xinluo who is a monk of the human race but hooked up with the monster race, what is more important now is that Xie Ming suddenly knocked himself out, this giant snake... who can resist it?

Everyone felt uncontrollable fear.

Luo Duchun and Chen Manling gritted their teeth and wanted to take a step, but under the gaze of the giant snake, they were still unable to move.

Just when everyone was petrified, Chu Zhaoliu hugged Xie Ming and walked up to the two of them, and handed Xie Wei to them: "Please take care of Sect Master Xie."

With his arrival, the two felt the stifled air flow again.

Chen Manling and Luo Duchun stared in amazement at Chu Zhaoliu who was still moving freely. For some reason, Chu Zhaoliu's joking phrase "I'm super powerful" suddenly sounded in his mind, and Xie Ming's seemingly indulgent, A casual affirmation.

There was a strange premonition faintly in the bottom of their hearts, they took a deep breath, nodded quickly, hearing his tone, they were a little puzzled, and asked in a low voice, "Senior Chu, where are you going?"

Chu Zhaoliu smiled consolingly at them, took out the elixir that had been hidden in his sleeve all this time, threw it into his mouth, chewed and swallowed it casually, pinched the dangling earring on his left ear, the blood-red pendant complemented His fingertips were extraordinarily white.

With a bang, a sword fell from his sleeve.

"I'm going to fix a little trouble."

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Zhao Zhao: I am free, you can do whatever you want.

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