Begin Immortality By Slaying Demons Chapter 481

Chapter 481 Never mind the flood (6K, please vote for me)

 “I'll see you off.”

After laughing and joking, Yin Yajun stepped to the door and bowed seriously.

Several young Xuanyue City disciples outside the courtyard couldn't help but stop and look inside.

The famous Heavenly Sword Fairy looked back with a little helplessness and said, "I have wronged you."

Then he walked out of the courtyard and quickly left the city lord's mansion with two Tianjian Sect guards.

　　A few young disciples looked at each other and sighed a little lonely.

It seems that Xuanyue City has not suffered any evil disaster, and the 300 cities under its command are still prosperous and lively.

 In fact, just a decree passed down by the Immortal Sect caused its real status to plummet. Even just a signal from Long Sun could make the city lord breathless.

 Now even the last hope has failed.

They both grew up with the young lady, but they could only watch the other marry into the ocean, and may never have the chance to return to land.

 “What are you doing standing around stupidly? Go and do your own business.”

Yin Yajun's delicate face forced a smile again: "I am getting married, not going to a funeral."

She gently waved her sleeves to signal everyone to retreat.

Several disciples from Xuanyue City quietly clasped their hands, their voices trembling slightly: "We must practice hard... we will live up to Miss."

 “Say something stupid.”

Yin Yajun covered her lips and smiled softly, turned around slowly, and pushed the door open.

 She looked calm on the surface, but the palms hidden in her sleeves were trembling slightly as she slowly closed the door.

 Stay until outside sight is blocked.

 She squatted down slightly, her shoulders twitching. As a girl who had never left Xuanyue City since she was a child.

Yin Yajun really couldn't imagine the deathly silence and terrifying scene under the endless ocean.

 Leave home and live in the company of demons.

Su Yushang is really her last hope...but she can't force anything.

It was like watching her father turn his back, his back still straight, but not daring to look directly at her, and she could no longer say any words of pleading.

 For Yin Yajun, she didn't know who to blame for this matter.

 Should we blame the Nanyang Immortal Sect whom we have never met before?

 She didn't even have the slightest idea of ​​it.

Probably I can only blame it on the coincidence. The general under Long Sun happened to need a wife, and he happened to be chosen.

Yin Yajun wiped her eyes hard.

 Squatting on the ground, with his tearful face, he practiced again how to smile sweeter.

Since you are going to marry, you must marry with value and don't cause any more trouble to Xuanyue City.

at the same time.

Everyone saw Su Yushang resolutely leaving Xuanyue City.

“Fairy, are you going back to the clan now?” The two guards sighed. They also have good senses about Xuanyue City, and there are many old friends among them.

Su Yushang walked deliberately on the street, but there was a trace of ferocity on the corner of her lips like a young animal, and she whispered: "As long as you don't get caught in the water, you are not his wife."

Hearing this, the expressions of the two guards changed slightly, and they suddenly fell silent.

They had no idea that this Heavenly Sword Fairy would be so courageous.

 “Don't worry, we've already prepared it.”

Su Yushang took out a formation plate, put it in his hand and played with it gently.

As she breathed, the aura on her body suddenly became a bit more elegant and soaring. She smiled slyly: "Brother Yuanzhou won't mind, right?"

 For a monk who returns to the void, changing his face is just a matter of hands, but the most important thing is the aura on his body.

Su Yushang specially borrowed this precious formation plate. It was obvious that he had made plans when he left the sect.

With the size of the Seventh Son of Nanhong, Su Hongxiu is naturally not the only disciple who can resist.

 As for why we chose Wei Yuanzhou.

Whoever asked the other party to help Nanyang Sect went too far last time will probably do it again, and the credibility will be higher.

Moreover, the other party is a gentleman, and when it comes to retaliating against him, he will always use a lighter hand.

The two guards couldn't help but rolled their eyes and pretended they didn't hear anything.

With the strength of the eleventh level of Fairy Return to Void, he could only deceive those **** by pretending to be a powerful Taoist disciple of the Lingyun Sect in Baiyu Capital.

at this time.

Su Yushang suddenly looked sideways.

At the door of a high-rise building on the street, she saw a person wearing an ink shirt fluttering slightly, followed by a black robe. The moment she turned her head, the two figures had already stepped into the high-rise building.

 “What's wrong?” The guard looked curiously.

“It's nothing.” Su Yushang shook her head. She just felt familiar for some reason, but she couldn't remember where she had seen it.

Logically speaking, the person who can make an impression on her is definitely not an unknown person, so how can she feel a little strange? It's really strange.

 In an instant, the demonic energy swinging in the air interrupted her meditation.

 Everyone raised their heads and looked toward the sky.

In the midst of the blue sky, I don't know when there were more waves of water rolling in from afar. The sound was huge and the sound of the waves was endless.

 Hurrah whirr—

Two flags are fluttering, with a domineering spiked yellow dragon on top, and the wings on its back represent the identity of this dragon grandson's mother clan.

Eighteen elite demon clan members were responsible for holding the flag, carrying the ceremony, and guarding each other.

The young man in the middle is surrounded by a group of people. His face can be considered heroic, but his bald head and the hideous scars from his eye sockets to his lower jaw make him look a bit fierce.

Since there are no dragon horns on the head, it is naturally impossible for the dragon grandson to come.

  But he is qualified to sacrifice the Longsun Banner.

 Plus this age.

 The identity of this young man is already obvious.

 Longsun Laoqi is the young master of the turtle army under Ke Xuanqing.

　　Three hires of the Shui Tribe!

So ostentatiously, as if he was worried that someone in Xuanyue City would not know about it.

 In other words, when the Tianjian Sect protected this place, how could these evil beasts dare to be so arrogant?

"Bad luck." Su Yushang snorted lightly, not in the mood to think about the figure he saw earlier, and left the city directly.

  “Tsk.”

At almost the same time, the figure in the tall building also looked up to the sky.

 After feeling the powerful aura of these demons.

Shen Yi picked up the tea cup and took a sip of warm water to suppress the waves in her heart.

“Look, look, that **** is so ugly, not as good as me...well...well...”

Before the drunk man could finish speaking, Ke Shisan covered his mouth indifferently.

If you let him continue talking, this person will be thrown out again.

Sure enough, the other drinkers in the store looked over with strange expressions: "..."

  Shen Yi threw over a sound transmission pebble taken from the Xu family.

 The current situation is quite special. It is better not to expose your identity.

“Don't blame me for talking too much, this is really irritating.”

The drunkard was mostly awake. After being reminded, he restrained himself a lot. He held the sound transmission stone and said, "Tell me, if they act like this, will Xuanyue City belong to the Immortal Sect or belong to the demons of the Aquatic Tribe? "

"What I cursed earlier was an angry word. Everyone in the entire Xuanyue City knows that the city lord loves Miss Yin very much. He must swallow his anger like this because he is thinking of the many lives of three hundred cities like us. But... Miss Yin fell into the water, wouldn't she? It is equivalent to sending a hostage. Whatever the requirements of the Dragon Palace, the city lord will not let his daughter go. If you step back today, you will step back every step of the way!"

The drunk man couldn't help but sigh again.

Shen Yi didn't expect such a thing. No wonder Longsun wanted to start with marriage.

 The magic circle of the Yan family, the daughter of the Yin family.

 Just by changing one's backer, one would lose the most important thing, and anyone who changes one's backing would feel resentful.

 He glanced at Ke Shisan.

The dragon grandson reached out and took back the sound transmission stone: "You can go."

"this…"

 The drunkard opened his mouth, thinking that there was something different between these two immortals and others.

But he didn't even think about starting to do something. He also didn't even want to listen to the end.

 “Still not leaving?” Ke Shisan frowned.

"No...can you take me back...I really don't have money to pay for the carriage...I just rely on my legs to walk. I will be able to walk home sometime."

The drunk man looked at the two people nervously.

Shen Yi threw out another piece of jade, then stood up and left the high building with Ke Shisan.

 “Master, what do you say?”

Ke Shisan's hands were obviously itchy. He must have been bullied by Lao Qi a lot in the past, but he didn't expect that after his death, he would have a chance to vent his anger.

"let me think again."

Shen Yi raised her eyes and looked at the dozen or so figures falling towards the city lord's mansion.

"Uh." Ke Shisan was stunned for a moment, why did the master suddenly use his brain? Thinking of this, he suddenly sighed, why didn't he think about it when he killed him in the first place?

 Perhaps it won't have to die.

 Xuanyue City, the city lord's mansion.

The bald young man landed with a torrent of water, and the water monsters behind him quickly dropped the generous betrothal gifts.

Although the faces of many Xuanyue City elders were strange, their attitudes were still respectful.

She looked at the busy Shui Tribes in silence, and finally extended her hand to greet them: "Young Master Wu, please come to the hall."

The turtle demon fulfilled his duties loyally and died in battle for the Seven Dragons Sun, and was given the surname Wu.

 The young master has returned to the tenth level of cultivation, and there is a faint tendency to take over the banner of the Turtle Army.

Wu Jun glanced at everyone with his fierce eyes, but he didn't move.

 It retracted its gaze and said calmly: "One person is missing."

Hearing this, everyone was stunned.

Unexpectedly, the other party didn't even enter the door, but just provoked the problem.

Xuanyue City has just lost the protection of Tianjian Sect, and has not yet recovered from the status gap in a short period of time.

Even with the power of Bai Yujing, the Golden Turtle clan is still a guest, but they don't have to give any face to Xuanyue City.

　　It's really...things are unpredictable.

 Fortunately, there was a thick-skinned monk who hurriedly forced out a smile and said, "I was negligent. Go and invite the lady over quickly."

Before he finished speaking, Wu Jun sneered and gently picked at his nails: "I don't lack girls. You can do whatever you want after you get out of the door. There is no rush for this moment."

As he spoke, the ferocious scars on his face were slightly open: "Don't you recognize these two flags?"

Wu Jun pointed to the side casually.

 The dragon flag appears, as if the dragon's grandson has arrived.

“Or are you saying that you only recognize the decrees of the Tianjian Sect and not the banner of my Dragon Palace?”

Wu Jun grinned and showed a cruel smile: "Do you have the decree of Tianjian Sect in your hands?"

 It does not mention Nanyang Sect at all, because there is no need for it.

Even Xuanyue City itself has no intention of reporting this matter to Nanyang Sect.

 At the level of Bai Yujing, everyone knows what the returning Immortal Sect is.

 “What are you still doing?”

Wu Jun's voice was suddenly filled with chills: “Let your city lords get out and take the flag!”

His words rippled through the entire city lord's palace.

At the same time, on a certain roof, a middle-aged man in a long gown sat quietly, looking in the direction of Nanyang Sect.

 Behind him is the small courtyard where Yin Yajun is.

As a monk of Bai Yujing, he protects the people of three hundred cities. He has great power and good cultivation. Yin Qizhang has been sitting here for several days.

But still didn't dare to look back.

As for the arrogant words echoing in the house, it was as if he had never heard it.

"The lady will definitely complain about you, but she definitely wants to see you too." The old servant bowed and stood behind him.

"..." Yin Qizhang was silent for a long time, and suddenly opened his mouth slightly: "I'm not afraid of seeing her, I'm just afraid that I can't help but want to bury her with my own hands."

 He could almost predict how Xuanyue City would become a vassal of the Seven Dragons Sun step by step.

　　When his daughter is in someone else's hands, how can he refuse the other person's order?

 On one side is the only daughter, and on the other side is the entire Xuanyue City.

Yin Qizhang showed a self-deprecating smile. It is said that kindness does not hold power, and those who hesitate are asking for trouble. Maybe he is really not suitable to be the city leader.

Chaotian Sword Sect sent twelve letters, but there was no news from all of them.

He reached out his hand, and in his palm was a crumpled letter. It was not written on a jade slip, but written in his own handwriting. He wanted to send it to Nanyang, but in the end no one was sent to send it.

As a city lord, how could he allow himself to fall into a state of madness and seek medical attention.

 It's time to wake up.

 “Let's go.”

Yin Qizhang stood up slowly and wanted to look back, but he stopped and said with a dull expression: "Yinglong Banner."

 His figure disappeared from the spot.

When he reappeared, he was already standing in front of the monks in Xuanyue City.

Yin Qizhang stared at the two flags calmly, raised his hands in a casual salute, and then turned around and walked into the hall under many complicated gazes: "Have a banquet in honor of Young Master Wu."

Wu Jun looked at his perfunctory actions and his eyelids twitched.

But he didn't force the other party too much. After all, in addition to being the city lord, this middle-aged man was also a Bai Yujing monk with terrifying cultivation.

If he really makes him crazy, even the Seventh Dragon Sun will be angry.

 “We are all a family from now on, don't be too formal.”

Wu Jun waved to everyone, but there was a bit of ridicule in his voice.

Hearing those harsh words, many monks from Xuanyue City closed their eyes, and when they opened them again, they all followed with forced smiles.

 Under the strong restraint of Xuanyue City.

The dinner was quite a success. There was a lot of people chatting and drinking, and on the surface it was extremely harmonious.

"The betrothal gift has been paid. I will take her back to my hometown early tomorrow morning."

Wu Jun stood up proudly and raised his glass to signal to everyone.

The cultivation level of the tenth level of Void Return was so overwhelming that all the Xuanyue City monks could not lift their heads.

When he saw Yin Qizhang at the main seat, although he did not stand up, he still raised his glass expressionlessly, and the scars on his face seemed to become more vivid.

“My father-in-law, we need to get closer to each other more in the future.” Wu Jun drank the strong wine in one gulp and asked his subordinates to fill it up again.

Yin Qizhang raised his eyes and suddenly dipped his index finger in the wine and lightly swiped it across the table.

Using wine as a symbol, a large formation with a terrifying aura was actually set up.

With a simple move, he showed the vast power of monk Bai Yujing to everyone.

Feeling the terrifying confining power in the formation, Wu Jun held the wine glass and his expression suddenly changed.

 The next moment, Yin Qizhang raised his palms with a calm expression.

The wine talisman rose slowly and then landed on himself: "That's it for tonight. I'm a little tired."

 Using the sealing formation, he forcibly locked up his own cultivation.

Seeing this, Wu Jun swallowed his throat instinctively.

 The reason for sealing the cultivation level is that he is afraid that he cannot help but take action. As for the person he wants to kill, there should be no one else but himself.

 But except for Yin Qizhang, there are more than a few monks who can kill them in this moment.

Such a strange scene fell into the eyes of everyone present, but it suddenly made them tremble slightly. Many people stood up in a hurry due to the smell of alcohol.

He stared at the group of proud demons around him with scarlet eyes.

 Several palms were already pressed on the storage bags on their waists.

at this time.

 A graceful figure in plain clothes walked over slowly.

She timidly held a small wine vat and raised it towards Wu Jun: "Yajun... Yajun respects Young Master Wu."

 As Yin Yajun entered the scene, everyone else froze in place as if struck by lightning.

 “Dad, I'm leaving first.”

Yin Yajun swallowed the wine hard and looked at the middle-aged man softly, her voice like a gnat.

Yin Qizhang moved his eyes away and felt the great formation on his body.

Suddenly I felt... maybe it was too early to close.

Wu Jun felt the faint rupture of the great formation on the body of the Bai Yujing monk, and hurriedly drank the remaining wine in the cup: "I'm tired too, let's stop here today."

 After saying that, it put down the cup.

　　With a group of demons, he quickly left the dinner party.

 Walking towards the yard prepared for them in Xuanyue City in advance.

 Looking a little embarrassed.

 But after leaving everyone's sight, it showed a proud smile.

 Just judging from the scene just now.

It is a certainty that Xuanyue City will be brought under the command of Qilongsun.

 Plus this relationship.

In his turtle army, there may be some more monks to help him, and he will be able to secure his position as the first army under Long Sun.

This is called true... spring breeze.

 Like testing its idea.

The moment he led his soldiers into the courtyard, Wu Jun suddenly felt a gust of wind blowing over him, carrying a strange coldness that seemed to penetrate into his bones.

 It suddenly became more than half drunk.

The rest of the soldiers also looked solemn, looked around, and then shouted loudly: "Who is pretending to be a ghost here? You can recognize these two dragon flags!"

Their sharp words were completely shrouded by invisible barriers, and not even a trace could be transmitted outside.

 It was as if the entire courtyard was isolated.

On the roof, two slender figures stood one behind the other, their clothes rustling in the night wind.

In the moonlight, that handsome face became whiter and whiter, and the flames between his eyebrows danced.

Purple-gold eyes looked down, and there was a trace of undetectable greed at the corner of his lips, which added a bit of evil to the fairy-like temperament.

Ke Shisan breathed out.

Suddenly I felt that when I was at Yan's house, it didn't matter what the master wanted or not, the end result would be the same anyway.

The other party's so-called "thinking" probably means thinking about where the formation is more suitable.

 “Master, what do you say?”

Shen Yi glanced at it as if it were an idiot.

 With the delicious food ahead of you, do you need any more nonsense?

 The next moment, the two figures disappeared from the place at the same time.

The black robe was rolled up, and the sharp dragon claws easily tore apart the body of a nine-level demon returning to the void.

 Although I don't have a dragon spear in my hand.

But after so many thousands of years of accumulation in Tianyan No. 49, Ke Shisan now has some skills.

 Click!

That fish demon's back exploded! Through the horrific blood hole, the black hood lifted up, revealing a childish but cruel smile.

 The same sound echoed around.

Compared to Ke Shisan's brutality, Shen Yi is obviously much more elegant.

As the figure floated, straight dragon spears fired out one after another.

The heads bloom like scarlet flowers in the night, gorgeous and dazzling!

 Under the blessing of five rays of Hongmeng purple energy.

It took hundreds of thousands of years of demon longevity to perfect the three spiritual techniques of Tianyan Forty-Nine, Guixu Immortal Armor, and Qinglong Star-Breaking Spear.

This group of powerful monsters were taken away from their lives without even having a chance to make a sound.

Wu Jun felt cold all over and retreated continuously. At the same time, all his blood and essence burst out, raising his aura to its peak.

 Then it felt like the back of its head was being held by five fingers.

 Under the ink-sleeved robe, the fair skin has been covered by gray-white armor at some point. Compared with before, the Guixu Immortal Armor is now more solid, has a metallic texture, and glows with silver.

 The wrist armor is extended and covers the entire palm.

The fingertips are sharp, like the claws of a ferocious beast.

 Click.

 Even when Wu Jun was already on guard.

 The five fingers were like piercing tofu, easily sinking into its skull.

"Roar!"

Wu Jun turned around and almost had his whole head torn apart by those five fingers, but found that the young man in the black shirt had no trouble in his expression. His voice was sharp and frightened: "Who are you? I am the general under the command of the Seventh Dragon Sun!"

It couldn't understand how anyone dared to ambush itself here.

If they are people from Xuanyue City, aren't they afraid that Dragon Palace will wipe out these three hundred cities?

If it was another force, why didn't they say a word and didn't even explain the cause and effect of their grudges?

 However, the moment it looked back.

 There was a hint of coolness behind me again.

Wu Jun quickly looked back, but there was only a roaring dragon spear in his eyes.

 The tip of the gun was accurately inserted into its throat, blocking the rest of its words.

 Shen Yi pulled out the spear and looked to the side.

Ke Shisan happened to tear the body of the last demon into pieces and complained: "My general is useless, I will return it to the dragon grandson."

Looking at the broken bodies on the ground, Shen Yi frowned slightly and said calmly: "You are responsible for putting it together for me."

　Where did you learn bad habits and waste things?

“I will obey my master's decree...I will pay attention next time.” Ke Shisan laughed twice.

  Shen Yi waved his hand and inhaled all the **** smell that filled the yard into his body.

Rather than withdrawing from the formation, he sat down cross-legged and began to gather the stones.

at this time.

  deep inside the city lord's mansion.

 The middle-aged man with a haggard expression was lying quietly on the bed, what should he feel.

 But I'm really drunk tonight.

He was banned from cultivation again.

 “It's normal if you can't feel it...”

Yin Qizhang stared at the roof blankly.

 Then he closed his eyes.

 If it's a dream, it's better to leave it at that.

Once your eyes are closed, don't worry about the flood.

 (End of this chapter)

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