Now that you have become the wolf king, why be afraid of the sea emperor?

A pot exploded on Fanyun Mountain, but here Jiang Zhouyin had found a comfortable bush and squatted in it with Zhu Qing.

Zhu Qing returned to the appearance of a seven or eight-year-old human being. People with ancient and complicated blood like him always grow slower. Zhu Qing was not interested in watching the excitement, and was gnawing on the demon pill Jiang Zhouyin gave him.

Surrounded by mountains on the opposite side, there is a large green space in the middle. It should have been a very beautiful and quiet scene, but at this moment, two groups of people stood in groups, swords were drawn, and a young man in Tsing Yi was kneeling in the middle, with his hair covering half of his face. No look.

"Qifeng faction, you are guilty of hiding monsters, are you guilty?!" A person in a uniform white shirt jumped out.

The other party, Tsing Yi, was not to be outdone: "Before that, we didn't know he was a monster, so don't mess around here! How good is it for you to ask for the Huangjiao? You used to raise monster pets, but now you forget?!"

Jiang Zhouyin was very unfamiliar with this sect, and only looked at the young man who hung his head.

Although Jiang Zhouyin can't use his spiritual power rashly, but the state is still there. He scanned it a little and found that the so-called monster is a hybrid of demon and demon. For some reason, he came to the sect of the human race. Looking at the thin figure, he thinks life will not be easy .

The white shirt snorted coldly, "Then tell me, what about this monster?"

Tsing Yi replied: "Of course he was killed! But the Eight Treasure Pagoda he got must belong to my Qifeng Sect!"

"Fart! He took it from my disciples of the Qiuhuang Sect by opportunism! No matter how you say this, the eight-treasure pagoda should be something from my Qiuhuang Sect!"

Jiang Zhouyin stroked his chin and understood that the two parties planned to sacrifice this demon-hybrid boy to the sky in order to compete for the so-called Eight Treasure Pagoda.

A man in Tsing Yi stepped forward and pushed the young man's drooping head, "Where's the Eight Treasures Pagoda? Hand it over, read it in the same class, and I'll leave you with a whole body."

"Isn't today what you've been waiting for?" The young man's voice was hoarse, "You set down the Demon Subduing Formation here, in order to expose me..."

The Tsing Yi interrupted in a cold voice: "You are a monster, why do you mix with the human race?"

"Death won't give you..."

The green-clothed man had a fierce look in his eyes, and he raised his hand and was about to strike at his Tianling Gai, but the white-clothed disciple of the Qiuhuang Sect immediately stopped him, "Why, do you want to beat him to death so that you can swallow the treasure? I want to take this man away!"

"Just you?"

These people have really bad tempers, they fight as soon as they say they want to, and their basic skills are not very solid. They are far behind the disciples of the Yaoyun sect.

This Feng faction and Qiuhuang sect should have been at odds for a long time. The elders of the disciples dared to come if they dared to signal. The younger ones were beaten and the older ones helped find a place.

Jiang Zhouyin rubbed the peanuts and chewed slowly, thinking how wonderful it was.

In the end, three elders from the two clans came in half and stood facing each other. The demon-hybrid boy was held in place by the subduing demon formation, and was hit by some spells just now.

A cold-faced elder from Qifeng sent him to look at the young man with disgust in his eyes, "From now on, I will sever the master-student relationship with you!"

The boy's shoulders trembled, and after a while he asked softly, "Why?"

"Humans and devils have different paths! Why do you say? No wonder your cultivation speed is several times faster than ordinary disciples. It turns out that you are a monster!"

The boy was puzzled: "Monsters can't..."

"Impossible!" The cold-faced elder sternly said, "Since ancient times, there has been no coexistence between man and devil!"

The boy didn't move for a long time, like a sculpture, he finally nodded: "I've been taught."

After saying that, he opened his right hand, and a pagoda of eight treasures was suspended.

"You used to be my master and took care of me for nine years. This right is my reward." The young man said every word.

The elder's face loosened, and then he closed his eyes severely, and then there was only determination left on his face.

Jiang Zhouyin looked at the boy and nodded.

The mixed blood of monsters is rather strange. This kind of blood will give birth to two extremes, one is not good at the leaders of the two clans, and one is useless;

It's no surprise that design exposure is so hated.

Jiang Zhouyin's story has been read too much, and he can complete it in his brain.

The elder snatched away the Eight Treasures Pagoda and waved the fly whisk, bringing out a murderous intent in his movements.

To prove his innocence, he had no choice but to kill the young man, otherwise the dignified Qifeng sent elders to accept monsters as disciples, wouldn't it be ridiculous to spread the word? !

Now that the matter has come to this point, Qiuhuangjiao began to watch the excitement with a cold eye.

Although the whisk was soft, it smashed towards the top of the young man's Tianling with the sound of breaking through the sky. It is not difficult to imagine that once it fell, his brain would burst and his soul would fly away, but amidst the buzzing sound, the whisk was bounced away.

Everyone was startled, the elder took a few steps back, and looked around with a cold face: "Who?!"

Jiang Zhouyin couldn't avoid it, so he stood up lazily from the grass, shook the debris on his shoulders, stepped forward and cupped his hands and said, "Everyone, I don't think this young man has done anything evil, so he won't want to killed him?"

The elder's face was livid, "Who are you? What does the affairs of my family have to do with you?!"

Jiang Zhouyin reasoned with him with his hands in his hands: "You have severed the master-student relationship with this young man. According to your wishes, you also deny that he is a member of your sect. After all, there is no coexistence between humans and devils. If that is the case, let him go. How am I?"

The elder showed a bit of incredulity: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

The white-clothed fairy was still smiling, with a layer of jade on his body, and a bit of paleness after recovering from a serious illness. He clearly shattered when he touched it, but it made people fear for no reason.

The young man looked at Jiang Zhouyin, a little hope emerged in his desperate heart, could it be him?He once thought that the Qifeng faction was his destination, but he asked his master, and the master said that as long as he is a creature in the world, he has the right to survive, but once his identity as a monster is revealed, the right to survive becomes a complete joke.

Human nature is like this, it is not my race, and its heart should be punished.

Seeing that the other party was unmoved, Jiang Zhouyin shook Candle Qing beside him: "Where's the Pixiu lock I gave you last time? Take it out."

Zhu Qing swallowed the demon pill in her mouth, unconvinced: "That's mine!"

"I'll give you a better one later!" Jiang Zhouyin stretched out his hand.

Zhu Qing was unwilling at first, but she compromised when she heard something better, untied it from her waist and handed it to Jiang Zhouyin, "Here!"

The whole body of Pixiu lock is emerald green, carved very finely, with full hair and majestic demeanor, which can store spiritual power in it. It can block fatal blows for the master at critical moments. It is a first-class sixth-grade defensive magic weapon. Feng sent the elders to see, "Is it okay to exchange this thing for this young man?"

Good things catch people's attention at once.

"Rank [-]!" Someone exclaimed.

Qiu Huangjiao's eyes were red.

"Who are you?" The elder took a step forward: "How could there be such a thing?"

Jiang Zhouyin: "Just say whether to change or not."

A monster for a high-grade magic weapon?I must have earned it.

But Jiang Zhouyin took out a Pixiu lock so calmly, does it mean...he has other treasures on him?

No, Jiang Zhouyin said lightly, he walked sideways for too long and forgot about it, the cultivation world is best at killing people and seizing treasures.

One asks the elder of Huangjiao to say: "Everyone, this person's origin is unknown, his whereabouts are strange, and he opened his mouth to ask for this monster. The two must be very involved! Who can guarantee that they are not the eyeliner placed by the demon world on the human world? In my opinion, take them together. Down!"

He has good eyesight, and the one who is so rich in the Six Realms is really the Immortal Day Yin.

"You want to say that..." Jiang Zhouyin retracted the Pixiu lock, "Then I can only grab it."

The people on the opposite side were stunned for a moment, and then as if they had heard some big joke, even the two sects who had just fought to the death had reached an unprecedented unity and laughed loudly at each other.

The Qifeng sect and the Qiuhuang sect are the two strongest sects among the thousands of miles of mountains nearby.

The young man saw that Jiang Zhouyin's words were genuine, not just verbal, and he felt grateful for a moment, not wanting him to risk his life in vain, and shouted, "Hurry up!"

Jiang Zhouyin shook his head: "I won't go."

Whatever he likes, no matter the person or the thing, he will get it.

"Zhu Qing." Jiang Zhouyin patted the child on the head.

The smiles on the faces of the two sects were shrouded by the suddenly rising shadows, the blue candle ears trembled, and the green body squeezed the trees behind toppled over. He shook his head and spit out scarlet letters. There was no warmth in his huge pupils. Looking down at everyone on the ground.

The crowd couldn't laugh.

Jiang Zhouyin was still polite: "I originally wanted to exchange it with a Pixiu lock, but you made me unhappy. Now that the Pixiu lock is gone, I will take it away."

After he finished speaking, he stretched out a finger, the fingertips were shining brightly, and quickly drew a few strokes in the air. The young man suddenly felt that the demon formation that was pressing on his body dissipated, followed his body into the air, and reached Jiang Zhouyin's side in the blink of an eye.

A very clear and pleasant smell emanated from the white-clothed fairy, mixed with a faint medicinal fragrance, the young man blinked very slowly, thinking that all this was a dream, he just thought he was going to die...

"This, this is..." Everyone was shocked, but they couldn't name them.

Zhuqing showed his supernatural powers when he opened the Tianmen, and was said to be a world-shattering demon python, but as time went by, many people had no chance to see what he looked like.

The young man looked at Jiang Zhouyin nonchalantly: "You..."

Jiang Zhouyin patted his head: "Follow me."

"But I'm a monster..."

Jiang Zhouyin raised his eyebrows: "So what?"

The heaven and the earth produce all things and create the six realms. Who stipulated that the gods must be noble and the demons must be low?They also used this to bully the weak, and if they had the ability to say it in front of Lu Yuan and Yan Yue.

With Zhuqing suppressing, Jiang Zhouyin took the young man and planned to turn around and leave.

"Presumptuous!" At this moment, a majestic voice sounded, accompanied by buzzing vibrations, and streamers hit: "Dare to take away people from my Qifeng faction at will?!"

"Master! Master Song is here!"

"Old Song, why don't you change your temper? Just now, you have deduced that there is a magic weapon here, and the old man is here to join in the fun!"

"You are the only Qifeng sect with a head? Our head teacher Yang is also here!"

There were two old men on the ground, one was thin and the other was round, and the round one seemed familiar to Jiang Zhouyin.

Master Yang also felt familiar looking at Jiang Zhouyin, and his heart skipped a beat, inexplicably feeling that he shouldn't come to join in the fun.

Head Song stared coldly at the young man beside Jiang Zhouyin: "Naughty animal! Still not coming?"

Jiang Zhouyin: "You're such a bad old man."

Head Song: "Presumptuous!"

Zhuqing thought about it seriously, is there any immortal who dare not be presumptuous?He even kills Heavenly Dao.

Seeing that Jiang Zhouyin refused to enter, and the young man had no intention of coming over, the head of Song felt annoyed. Looking at Zhuqing, he didn't connect him with the demon python who broke the sky at all, and he was very disdainful: "Pretending to be a ghost !"

After saying that, the formation behind him opened up, and countless cold weapons shot towards them at high speed!

Zhu Qing immediately circled around, tightly surrounding Jiang Zhouyin and the young man. With his scales, hitting them with a cold weapon felt like tickling. Zhu Qing put his head on the huge hovering body, waiting for Sect Leader Song After finishing this lap, he winked at him, as if saying, "Is there any more? Hurry up."

Everyone: "..."

Head Song's "Thousands of Machines and Thousands of Weapons Array" is relatively famous. During this period, the sharp blades were all tempered and contaminated with his natal aura.

"who are you?!"

Jiang Zhouyin sighed, "I'll just take away a monster you don't want, why don't you take a step back?"

He didn't really want to use his real identity, he was too famous, and besides, these people wouldn't believe him.

Sect Leader Song yelled: "After humiliating my Qifeng Sect, you still want to leave? Disciples, set up your formation!"

Jiang Zhouyin: "..."

Jiang Zhouyin rolled up his sleeves obediently, revealing his thin, white and slender wrists. He didn't recover after all.

The teenager worried: "Can you?"

Jiang Zhouyin: "I am very capable."

It is easy to say that he is also a Mahayana monk.

But immediately after, Jiang Zhouyin's face froze, he didn't know what he noticed, and he took a breath of air, his eyes showed fear.

Headmaster Song sneered when he saw this, "Are you scared? It's too late!"

Zhuqing didn't need Jiang Zhouyin's instructions, and quickly returned to the child's appearance, with a frightened expression, and asked Jiang Zhouyin: "What should I do?!"

"Lie, lie down! Lie down!" Jiang Zhouyin commanded, "Yes, yes, put your feet this way, and leave some room for me!"

Everyone was dumbfounded, seeing Jiang Zhouyin's unrestrained fall, he didn't hesitate.

what happened?

The sky suddenly darkened.

Headmaster Yang stared at Jiang Zhouyin's face for a long time, and finally remembered who it was... He once caught a glimpse of it when he was visiting the Yaoyun Sect, it was terrible! ! !

"Let's go!" Headmaster Yang shouted.

late.

Several oppressive and terrifying auras are under the hood!It was difficult to breathe, and those who had not cultivated to the golden core stage knelt down in a pile.

Headmaster Song was still out of the situation, and as soon as he took two steps up, a black shadow fell in front of him. With a cold face, Mu Xifeng was kicked over by someone, followed by "Shu La" and pulled out his sword, bullying his master? !

They saw it from the air, Master was besieged and fell weakly on the ground.

Fu Xingyou hurriedly helped Jiang Zhouyin up, "How is it?"

Jiang Zhouyin was very guilty, and nodded all the time, "It's okay, you came in time."

Emperor Pinglan on the side squinted his eyes.

Fu Xingyou got on Jiang Zhouyin's pulse, and after feeling that everything was normal, he breathed a sigh of relief, hugged the person and stood up, couldn't help kicking Zhuqing, who looked like a dead man, "Trash!"

Candle Qing: "..."

It was Cangjin who kindly pulled Zhuqing up, smiled and asked in a low voice: "Do you believe everything the fairy says? Do you look like a resentful seed?"

Candle Qing: "..." Hey!

Cangjin, the No. [-] resentful species, understood Zhuqing too well. He inadvertently glanced at the young man in Tsing Yi, and naturally saw the half-blood of the other party, "This is..."

Jiang Zhouyin turned around, "Your Majesty, I found you a young apprentice."

Emperor Pinglan: "?"

This is Resentment No. [-].