After Jiaoqibao and Long Aotian switched bodies

I thought that only Ye Jialan, who I had known for a long time, would stab me in the back, but I didn't expect that the ghost Arhat with thick eyebrows and big eyes also betrayed!

Wen Gu can't sit still, people still have to rely on themselves, he stepped out of the palace gate a few steps, "Everyone, the devil has just passed away, and when his bones are still cold, the first thing you have to do is to settle the devil's body, as for who to choose?" As a Demon Lord, I think this High Priest is eloquent and knows the internal affairs of the Demon Race best, so choosing him as the Demon Lord is absolutely sure!"

After finishing speaking in one breath, Wen Gu gave Yin Han, who listened to his words the most, a look.

Sure enough, Yin Han did not disappoint Wen Gu, Ji Shou said solemnly: "Yes, that's exactly the case."

"The devil is so right!"

Yin Han replied to Wen Gu with "Am I cooperating well?" with an inquiring look.

Wen Gu took a deep breath and missed Xuanyuezong very much, "I am a Taoist cultivator, and you are demonic cultivators. Daoist cultivators and demonic cultivators are incompatible. How can you let Daoxiu be a demon king with your majestic demon clan? Do you have the integrity of the demon clan?"

As soon as this question came out, the commotion of the three thousand soul boys looked at each other.

Suddenly, the high priest applauded, and the clear applause echoed in the square, and he raised his voice and praised: "The devil recommended me regardless of the past, not greedy for fame, not greedy for profit, isn't this action the five aggregates in our Buddha's words? Empty? Although the Demon Lord was not born in the Demon Race, he has a Zen mind, and this move is earth-shattering!"

"The High Priest is right! We support the High Priest!"

A loud voice pierced through the crowd.

Wen Gu was so angry that he had a headache, and he didn't want to stay in this demon place for a second. A crimson light lit up in the sky, as if a galaxy was shining brightly. It was the lighting on the Xuanyue Sect's flying boat.

The cyan formation covering the sky above the magic palace is undulating, the faint dharma seals are floating and changing, a little bit of purple awn is like a spark moving through the dharma seals, and the traces of the dharma seals tend to change from thick to light. Break the enchantment of the magic palace.

The high priest took out the golden Zen staff, knelt down on the ground, and held up the Zen staff with both hands respectfully: "The enemy is approaching the city, and please lead us to defend against foreign enemies!"

Yin Han stood out with his chest out, knelt on the ground and said: "This subordinate is willing to put his heart and soul on the ground for the devil!"

"The devil don't need to worry, the Xuanyue sect is a decent school, and he must have come here to refine lovesickness for the Jitian devil. Now that the Jitian devil has apologized with death, can they do something that will ruin lives?" Ye Jialan reminded with a smile.

Ghost Arhat nodded, looked at the huge flying boat that was coming quickly from the sky, and said in a low voice: "If Xuan Yuezong insists on killing him, we will hand over the demon king's body and the incense burner."

While talking, suddenly a thin black figure in the crowd quickly jumped up, stepped on the epee, and rushed towards Xuan Yuezong's flying boat, leaving everyone with a straight back.

A Lingtong shouted at the top of his voice: "It's not good! The Demon Lord has defected to the enemy!"

"Dogs bark!"

The high priest let out a soft drink, and said with tears in his eyes, "The devil is fighting against the entire Xuanyue sect with the power of one person. This kind of courage and courage shocks the world and weeps ghosts and gods. Are we demons greedy and fearful?" Those who die, all follow me, and the Demon Lord cannot be allowed to face Xuan Yuezong alone!"

at this time.

On a flying boat with carved beams and painted buildings outside the magic palace, there stood a woman in plain clothes and cloud temples. She was born with bright eyes and bright teeth, which could be called a fairy beauty, and a long sword was carried on her slender shoulders, making her figure slim. It was touching, and the male disciples around had already looked straight at it.

The cold and elegant Fairy Hanyue is one of the most beautiful beauties in Xuanyue Sect. She can only see her from a distance on weekdays. When will she be able to appreciate her so closely.

But seeing her staring fixedly at the Demon Palace, her beautiful lips moved, as if she was talking softly to herself.

A beauty like Fairy Hanyue, who is so non-human, must be reciting pre-war poems right now!

As everyone knows, what Miao Zhen said bitterly was: "Take my little Jiu captive to such a barren place, you bastard devil king will die!"

"You demon king who has suffered thousands of swords, you have repeatedly harmed my little brother Jiu Jiu. I really wish you a full house of descendants, and none of them are my own."

Miaozhen just felt relieved when he blessed the [-]th generation of the ancestors of the Demon King with broken thoughts. In fact, although the Nineteenth City is in the desert, it is not as prosperous as the big cities in the mainland of Kyushu. The tribe's fresh clothes and angry horses refreshed the Taoist cultivators who had never set foot in the nineteenth city.

Rumor has it that the capital of the demons is a cave full of skulls and rivers of blood. I didn't expect the nineteenth city to be no different from the city of the human race.

Miaozhen finished venting, raised her head, and saw a familiar figure above the Demon Palace, the sharp tip of the epee broke through the smoky blue barrier covering it, and the evening wind blew his long, jet-black hair, a strand of it The long, disheveled hair curled up to the edge of the thin jaw, making her lips look redder and teeth whiter.

She froze for a moment, then murmured: "Xiao Jiu..."

Not far away, he heard Chongren Daoist yelling anxiously: "Xiao Jiu!"

When Wen Gu heard their voices, his eyes suddenly felt sore, he quickly manipulated the epee to make a half-turn, and attacked the flying boat they were on, "Master! Senior sister! Help me!"

Missing him urgently, Zhenren Zhong staggered a few steps forward, beyond the flying boat, and came to him in the void like walking on flat ground, looked at him hastily, "Are you okay?"

Wen Gu couldn't say a word, and said urgently and quickly: "Let's get on the boat and go back to the sect, don't let them catch up with me!"

"careful!"

Miaozhen came with a sword, and round holes suddenly appeared in the blue semi-arc-shaped barrier behind Wen Gu, densely packed like the surface of a honeycomb, and turned into black smoke in an instant, and bodies emerged from the black smoke. A ghost boy in a black cloak.

But in an instant, three thousand soul boys covered the sky and the sun, like vicious and bloodthirsty bats, appearing and disappearing in an orderly manner in the dark sky, forming a square prism. The magic circle is like an eye opened above the head of Hell Yama, with a ghostly aura and a compelling aura.

Master Zhong solemnly pulled out the iron whip wrapped around his wrist, and looked coldly at the endless crowd. With so many people from the demon clan ganging up to hunt down his apprentice, who can bear this tone?

"What a despicable and shameless devil, he actually bullies the few with the more!" Miao Zhen said indignantly.

Wen Gu glanced back, his scalp felt numb for a moment, he grabbed Daoist Chong by the sleeve and begged, "Master, take me away quickly! Let's go back to the sect!"

Reverend Chong turned his head and saw that his deep eye sockets were flushed, and his dark pupils were filled with sparkling tears. He was pitiful, and his heart throbbed suddenly. Xiao Jiu had a hard time in the demon clan. Can't wait to go back to the teacher's gate.

A purple ribbon fluttered out from the luxurious flying boat at the end. The ribbon was full of radiance, as dazzling as a beautiful jade gem. The bright and noble purple light illuminated half of the sky, and it came leisurely and accurately in front of several people. .

No one is seen, but no voice—

"What a majestic and majestic demon king, he actually bullies the weak with the strong, and bullies the few with the crowd."

Endless cold air rushed over.

A heavy pressure of deterrence suddenly descended. Although no one was seen, all the demons present had already guessed who this person was.

Just hearing Zhenjun Ziyi's voice was enough to shock their hearts. If the Demon Lord of Extreme Heaven was still alive, he could still stand with Zhenjun Ziyi. Now that Demon Lord of Extreme Heaven has turned into loess, no one in this world can do it. Fight against him.

In the center of the prism-shaped magic circle was a snow robe wrapped in layers of soul boys. He was the high priest of the demon clan, and he said in a deep voice that was neither humble nor overbearing: "Our demon king is selfless and fearless. Well, where does the saying that the strong bully the weak come from?"

Seeing Wen Gu's pitiful appearance, Miaozhen was furious in her heart, and could not hear any good words from the Demon Lord, so she shouted in a clear voice: "Stop bragging, you Demon Lord is a despicable villain!"

Ye Jialan's hands quickly formed the mark of the fire lotus, and leaped to the eye of the formation where the high priest was, "Our devil is so bright, don't you dare to slander him."

Unexpectedly, the popularity of the demon king is so high in the demon clan. Daoist Chong protected Wen Gu with a bitter expression, blocked him behind him, and said with a sneer: "You demon king is also worthy of this word? You are just a rat, you They are all the sons and grandsons of mice who were deceived by him."

"You can humiliate us, but you cannot slander the Demon Lord."

This time it was Yin Han in the formation who spoke, Wen Gu's most loyal supporter, and he said righteously: "The devil is kind and friendly, and he is definitely not the rat you call him!"

Xu Fu on the flying boat couldn't sit still, disregarding the obstruction of his master Master Xiao, he landed on the bow of the boat, "It seems that this devil's ability to deceive people is really strong, and he has confused you so much."

After that, he took a deep look at Wen Gu.

There is only one sentence left in Wen Gu's mind: "Don't scold me, don't scold me..."

"Master, I have something to tell you." Wen Guku Southwind said in a low voice behind Chongren Zhenren with a sullen face.

Before he could say anything, a loud and transparent voice suddenly came from the flying boat of Zhenjun Ziyi at the end. The newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, and it is covered by Zhenjun Ziyi. , why did you send someone to arrest Xiao Jiu from our sect?"

The high priest was taken aback, the Xuanyue Sect was so grand and powerful that it was only here to find someone?

You told me that the number one immortal master in the cultivation world, who has been decadent and sluggish for 100 years, suddenly poured out all the power of the world's largest sect, and brought [-] outstanding Taoist cultivators all the way to the realm of the demons. Annihilating the Demon Clan and bloodbathing the Nineteenth City, just to seek justice for an apprentice?

Every Demon Race felt it was unbelievable, outrageous his mother opened the door for Outrageous, Outrageous came home.

The high priest was dumbfounded. The Demon Monarch had practiced in seclusion for many days. Except for sending people to find the whereabouts of Bilian Shengjun, he did not intervene at all. He never sent anyone to Xuan Yuezong to catch Xiaojiu.

What's more, the new generation of outstanding disciples of Xuanyue Sect all have names and surnames. Which real person is this little Jiu a disciple?

Who the hell is this Xiaojiu who can make Xuan Yuezong do such a thing for him?

The high priest murmured, "Who is Xiao Jiu?"

"My disciple."

Chong Yidao pressed Wen Gu's nervous palm, signaling that his master is here, and he no longer has to worry about being bullied by the demons. At the Nascent Soul Stage, the number one genius in the world."

Miaozhen stared at the cramped Wen Gu, smiled slightly and said, "My junior brother, he is a kind-hearted man with a clear mind and understanding."

"It's also my younger brother,"

Xu Fu accepted the conversation, tall and tall, and said unhurriedly: "A wonderful person who is affectionate and righteous, and who smells orchids and osmanthus."

Wen Gu closed his eyes in embarrassment, his thick black eyelashes trembling, never looking forward to Yuan Jiuyuan's return as quickly as at this moment.

The high priest was thoughtful, he had never seen such a person before, and he said meticulously: "Please let go of our demon king first, and return our demon king!"

Devil?What devil?

Everyone quickly scanned around, but they didn't see the shadow of the Demon Lord. Didn't the Demon Lord hide in the Demon Palace and dare not come out? When did he come outside the Demon Palace?

When was it captured by us?

While they were looking for the Demon Lord, a weak, pitiful and helpless voice came from behind Chongrenren——

"Scholars can be killed, but not humiliated, I will never go back with you!"

Hearing his voice, the high priest laughed happily, "Monarch, good manners! People from our demon race must not return to Xuanyue Sect, and you will stay in the Nineteenth City to be our Demon Lord!"

"Monarch! We will fight the enemy together with you!"

"Monarch!"

For a moment everything was silent.

The purple satin fluttering in front of everyone suddenly shook, as if greatly stimulated, a handsome figure came through the void, the toga's sleeves fluttered in the wind, and fell lightly like a feather before Wen Gu's eyes.

Ziyi Zhenjun's face gloated, and there was a faintly happy smile. There has never been a more interesting and fun thing than this, "You became a Demon Lord?"

Wen Gu nodded weakly, becoming both the devil and the devil.

It is precisely because of becoming a Demon Lord that one is forced to become a Demon Lord.

Chongren was greatly shocked, and looked at him in surprise, "Devil Lord?"

"I wanted to tell you this just now." Wen Gu sighed deeply, but was interrupted by Feng Ao.

Miao Zhen recovered from the shock and murmured, "Junior Brother Jiu, what's going on?"

Seeing Xu Fufei approaching, Wen Gu held onto his cold forehead, wishing he could bite Ye Jialan, "This matter is very complicated, let's go back to Xuanyue Sect first, and then I will explain it to you slowly."

Xu Fu raised his hand and patted his shoulder lightly, still as gentle and meticulous as the spring breeze turned into rain, "Xiao Jiu, don't be afraid, you are my junior no matter what."

Here, the master and apprentice are in harmony, with sincere affection, and the demons look at each other in blank dismay, and finally come to realize that there was a big oolong.

As a number, nine is rarely incorporated into names, unless it is ranked ninth, the only disciple in Xuan Yuezong whose name contains nine is Yuan Jiuyuan.

Ye Jialan smacked his lips, remembering that the first day he met Wen Gu, Wen Gu once told him that his master and senior sister loved him very much, and if he was taken back to the Nineteenth City, he would cause trouble for himself.

Who would have thought that Wen Gu was lying at that time.

Is this big trouble?This is a huge hole in the sky, and Nuwa can't even mend the sky.

The high priest who wanted to use Wen Gu as cannon fodder was also stupid. He lifted a rock and smashed his own foot, and even put his shoes on. He originally planned that if Wen Gu was killed by Xuanyuezong, wouldn't the position of the demon king be too much? Has justice fallen into his hands?

But according to the current situation, not only will Wen Gu not be killed by the bombardment, but he will also have unlimited scenery, turning clouds with his left hand and raining rain with his right hand, playing with the famous decent and evil heretics to his heart's content.

Zhenjun Ziyi hid his vague smile, stepped on the shimmering purple satin, looked down at the crowd calmly, and said in a clear voice: "Yuan Jiuyuan is a disciple of our Xuanyue Sect, so don't be confused. As your Demon Lord, we will make a decision on this matter after we discuss it."

The matter has come to this point, and Ziyi Zhenjun has spoken again. In the cultivation world, fists are the only last word. Everyone has to untie the formation, temporarily suspend the drums, and wait for the result of Xuanyuezong's discussion.

Yin Han stood on the city wall in a daze, puzzled, and asked, "What does the devil mean?"

Ghost Arhat looked around, and his eyes fell on Ye Jialan not far away, "The devil is playing a big game of chess."

"Big chess?"

Yinhan looked at Ye Jialan with his eyes, and after several times of Gui Luohan's enlightenment, his mind was quite bright, "You mean that we, Ye Jialan, are all pawns of the devil?"

Ghost Arhat nodded slowly, "This Ye Jialan possesses thaumaturgy, but he is bullied and unknown among the demons. He is a rare talent. If you are only better than him, he will obey you in words, but in his heart If you are weaker than him, you will not be able to suppress this kind of talent, unless you are like the master—"

"Use hard and soft." Yin Han said thoughtfully.

Ghost Arhat patted him on the shoulder in satisfaction, "Look at that day in the Buddha Pagoda, the master made Ye Jialan give up his heart in just a short while, and that's why the devil lord made his own way."

These conspiracies and tricks were too complicated for Yin Han, so he half-understood and asked, "What do you mean?"

"Have you ever played chess?"

Ghost Arhat stared at Xuanyuezong's flying boat, and said with a smile: "Every time you make a move, you have to count one step at a time. The master has subdued Ye Jialan, so we can enter the devil's palace effortlessly. If the devil is not Xuanyuezong. We are eager to achieve success when we come here, and we might not be able to destroy Acacia, how can this be three calculations? Master, this is one step and ten calculations!"

Yinhan suddenly had an epiphany, enlightened, "You mean that the arrival of Xuanyuezong is also in the master's plan?"

"of course."

Ghost Arhat couldn't help showing admiration and a bit of fear. Facing such a terrifying person, even his own master, who wouldn't be afraid? "It's not just this step, he has already counted the next few steps."

Yinhan was not stupid, he instantly understood what he meant, and analyzed like him: "The spirit boy and the high priest didn't really want the master to be the devil king, that's why the master found Ziyi Zhenjun, and now there is the number one in the world." Da Zong exerted pressure, and if the high priest wants to renege on his promise, he must weigh his own identity?"

Ghost Arhat smiled and nodded, "You're only half right."

"What's the other half?" Yin Han asked curiously.

Ghost Arhat reminded him, "Do you remember how the master subdued Ye Jialan?"

Yinhan replied without hesitation: "Use both soft and hard, attacking the heart is the most important thing."

"Yes, now that the fist is in place, it's time for us to attack the heart."

The ghost Arhat sighed faintly, in vain claiming to be a rare transparent person among the demons, but when he met his master, he realized that he was weak and insignificant. Do you remember what you said?"

Yin Han nodded heavily, and said with emotion: "Every word is engraved in my heart."

Not only the method of revitalizing the demons mentioned by Wen Gu, but also the speech I have a dream, every word is sonorous, powerful, deafening, and inspiring!

Ghost Arhat walked forward, "What we have to do now is to pass on what the master said to every soul boy with good intentions, and let the master instigate them by himself. This is the master's clever plan."

"The master has calculated this step?"

Yin Han swallowed in fear, his scarlet eyes trembled, "Master is really a god!"

……

At this moment, Zhenjun Ziyi is on the flying boat.

The lights were brightly lit as if it were daytime, Zhenjun Ziyi leaned leisurely on the floating purple satin, his bare feet dangling in mid-air, holding a handful of dried plums in his hand, he looked at Wen Gu with great interest.

Daoist Chong sat on the futon, looked at Wen Gu solemnly, "Xiao Jiu, what's going on?"

Miaozhen stood by Wen Gu's side, hugged his thin shoulders, and gently followed his back, "Senior sister is here, don't be afraid, talk to us slowly."

"Brother is here too. If you want to talk, you can talk now. If you don't want to talk, let's go back to the sect." Xu Fu said in a low voice.

Wen Gu was very moved, it felt so good to go home, "Actually..."

Stopped abruptly.

"Actually what?" Feng Ao poked his head out from behind a pot of dense orange trees.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Yuan Jiuyuan's face froze, he narrowed his eyes slowly, and glanced at the familiar people. Since the time passed, he should ambush the devil in the devil's palace, why would he fight with the sect? people stay together?

Could it be that the Demon Lord had already been killed by Ziyi Zhenjun? Yuan Jiuyuan looked at Ziyi Zhenjun with more inquiring eyes.

Seeing that he remained calm, Feng Ao asked curiously, "Why didn't you say anything?"

Yuan Jiuyuan was thinking about the Demon Lord, and asked casually, "What did you say?"

"Tell me how you became the Demon Lord! We are all waiting to hear!"

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