Begin Immortality By Slaying Demons Chapter 491

Chapter 491 I am the Dragon-Slaying Taoist

  Tick.

Dark red plasma dripped to the ground along the gun blade, spread out of the hall along the gaps in the stone bricks, and then turned into a faint blood mist in the clear water.

  Shen Yi pulled the dragon spear out of the beautiful woman's fair and slender neck.

The woman's face was full of unbelievable fear. She could not understand until her death that someone could step into her palace with such arrogance, crush her son's chest, and then stab him with a clean shot.

 She is not an ordinary water tribe demon, but the official wife of the Sixth Prince, known as the Dragon Concubine.

 The guards guarding the palace, her brother who was comparable to Bai Yujing, and the Sixth Prince all seemed to have disappeared, and no one paid attention to what was going on here.

 Is this still the Dragon Palace known as the Lord of Nanhong?

Su Hongxiu suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

　　　It was agreed to kill his whole family.

 She had even finished the spiritual method, but she had no chance to do it.

Logically speaking, when the two people came in, the palace guards should have swarmed over them. As a result, until now, the entire hall is still empty, and there is deathly silence outside.

 She looked outside the palace with some doubts.

 Then the pupils contracted slightly.

I don't know when, but the thick blood mist has enveloped the entire hall, like a huge mouth that chooses people to eat, and like a monster with a ferocious and exaggerated shape.

 In the blood mist, corpses floated into the hall one after another.

Until dozens of corpses piled up at the palace gate, there were even three big demons who had returned to the 12th level.

Followed by streaks of light, they quickly penetrated into Shen Yi's eyebrows.

At this time, the blood mist outside was slowly diluted and dispersed by the water flow.

Su Hongxiu released the spiritual magic on her fingertips, and she suddenly realized something.

Sect Leader Shen has the means to make puppets, but the other party has never said that he only has one spirit puppet...just the streamers just now, at least there are seven or eight.

Of course, even if those seven or eight spiritual lights were all at the twelfth level of Void Return, even comparable to Bai Yujing's spiritual puppet, they would not make Su Hongxiu pale.

 What really surprised her was that she didn't feel the fluctuation of the breath at all.

The group of spirit puppets were able to hold their breath to the extreme when they started to kill the demon, and could even cover their own soul perception.

 A group of "killers" who possess such strength and look like ghosts.

 This is a bit scary.

 【Remaining demon lifespan: 2,233,000 years】

It took a full 1.77 million years to condense the stone, which almost exhausted Shen Yi's foundation. But in the blink of an eye, the consumption was not only replenished, but even more.

  “Is there any more?”

Shen Yi adjusted her mood, looked sideways at the woman, her attitude became much gentler.

Su Hongxiu looked at the young man's blood-stained palms, then quietly glanced at the kindness in his expression, and suddenly felt something was wrong.

 The more you kill, the better you feel?

This is not quite like the character of a monk from the Immortal Sect... What's more, the other party is still the sect leader.

Su Hongxiu wanted to remind him, but felt that his identity was inappropriate, so he could only shake his head and said, "It should be gone."

When the Seventh Dragon Grandson set up an ambush, he did not borrow the Dragon Palace's manpower. He only brought his own generals and demons from his mother clan. Not to mention the Tianjian Sect's intervention, even if the master came in person, this time At most, revenge can only go so far.

 This is the rule of Nanhong.

As long as Qizi and Long Gong have not completely broken up and decided to fight for life and death, they must act according to the rules, and the giants in the Hedao realm are no exception.

"good."

  Shen Yi tapped her chin lightly, closed the curve of the corners of her lips, and returned to her previous calm look.

 Finally, it was not easy to pull up the banner of the Alliance Sect.

 It feels a bit pity that it ends here.

It would be great if Tianjian Sect and Dragon Palace could fight to the death.

 But judging from the current situation.

Even if the Seven Sons of Nanhong only face Nanlong Palace, they should not have a crushing advantage. What's more, there are actually only six sons. Without the once most powerful Nanyang Sect, their strength will definitely be reduced.

  It should be impossible to do such self-destructive things for the time being.

 What's more, if the Allied Sect is really gone.

Nanyang Sect certainly cannot be preserved.

"gone."

 Shen Yi retracted her eyes, waved slightly, and collected the corpses in that place.

 Then he took out the Black Light Flying Sword and disappeared into the water without looking back.

As for the savings in the palace, Shen Yi didn't make too ugly a gesture of eating. After all, he killed the demon himself, and if he took the things with him, wouldn't the entire responsibility fall on him, Nanyang Sect.

For the time being, it is more appropriate to put this blame on the head of Tianjian Sect.

Su Hongxiu was stunned, a little stunned, feeling that she had been silent more times today than in the past few decades combined.

 Could it be that Sect Leader Shen's change of attitude was a little too fast?

Also, when the other party comes here, is it just to enjoy the pleasure of killing?

 It's a little too ridiculous.

Thinking of this, she shook her head and casually glanced at the pile of rags in the temple.

 Similarly, he took the same steps and left the hall.

As a monk of Bai Yujing, there are very few things in the world that can catch her eye.

 Until the two figures disappeared into the water.

 Only the complete hall with a fishy smell was left.

Haven't moved any treasure, as if he came only for killing, and then left after killing. The surrounding water tribes who dared to approach after a long time were stunned.

 Nanyang Sect, inner gate.

 After a period of adjustment, Thousand Monsters Cave has been completely transformed into a treasured place for spiritual cultivation.

With the help of the Yu family, all the places that should be repaired were completed.

Li Qingfeng contacted several forces, including Da Qian, and began to select people with outstanding talents to be admitted to the outer sect, where many returning deacons would personally teach the Dharma.

 The good news is that with so many unfamiliar forces entering the sect, he was still worried about whether there would be any trouble.

As a result, these forces had seen some terrible scenes before, and each one was more honest than the other. Even when they saw the Nanyang natives, they were quite polite, no matter how low their cultivation level was.

He seemed to be afraid of those god-transforming monks. The next moment he took out a purple air palace several stories high from the center of his eyebrows, added his spiritual body to his body, and then summoned two spiritual puppets...

 The bad news is that the suzerain is missing.

 “Can you give me an accurate estimate of when the sect master will come back?”

Li Qingfeng was by Xuan Qing's side. If it was to cheer up this wooden man before, now he was simply looking for a mute to complain about and vent the pressure in his heart.

 There are only more than a month left before the Seventh Son Conference.

 Sect Master, don't mention what to prepare, there is no one left now.

 “How about we ask the deacons to go out and look for it?”

"came back."

　　Xuan Qing suddenly interrupted the other party's chatter.

 “What?” Li Qingfeng was stunned.

"The sect leader is back." Xuan Qing repeated softly, then stood up and walked out of the door, looking up to Xu Wuwu, with some confusion on his face, and his whole person was frozen in place, as if he had turned into a piece of wood again.

 The aura that swept through the sky just now made even this genius who had dominated his peers for tens of thousands of years feel a little surprised.

Hearing this, Li Qingfeng hurriedly followed and walked out of the Patriarch's Hall, looking around and asking, "Where is it?"

 As if responding to his question.

In an instant, a sudden light red appeared on the sky of the inner gate of Nanyang Sect, like the sunset. As it got closer to the mountain peak, the red became more intense, until it turned into a blood-like ocean, in which stood A magnificent eight-story hall.

The Infinite Demon Palace is like a sharp sword, trying to break through the clouds and peek directly into the scenery behind the clouds.

 “It's true.”

Xuan Qing muttered and came back to his senses. What he just sensed was the aura of the late stage of returning to the void.

In between the scarlet palaces, the purple air without any color rippled slightly. It was so pure that it attracted others to stop instinctively.

 The next moment, a clicking sound spread through the inner gate of Nanyang Sect.

Six thick Taoist pillars were seen standing up out of thin air. As the stone skin peeled off, lifelike reliefs of demons were revealed on them.

Each head is extremely ferocious, as if it has the power to overturn rivers and seas.

Those monks who had joined the Nanyang Sect not long ago, such as the monks from the Shuiyue Merchant Alliance, even recognized many familiar faces among them.

They are also monks in the late stage of returning to the void, and they are even more prestigious figures outside.

 But at this moment, they all looked pale.

The Dao Pillar that the sect leader visualized was actually a group of top-notch demons with a reputation for being vicious in Nanhong!

Each head can make forces other than the Immortal Sect tremble.

It was hard for them to imagine that there would be monks who would choose to visualize this kind of thing, and it could be condensed so clearly, even the details on the scales were exactly the same. It made people wonder if the sect master was lying on them while they were sleeping and visualizing them. of.

This is a bit too bold.

The clicking sound became more intense, and then turned into a roar like a bell.

As the stone skin completely fell off, with the support of six first-grade Dao pillars, the Wuliang Demon Palace suddenly gained another level.

Then the buzzing sound turned into fairy music that resounded across the sky, cranes seemed to be strolling in the clouds and mist, and a thick and rich purple cloud rose from the end of the scarlet sky, slowly passing towards the Demon Palace.

Xuan Qing closed his eyes.

 Returned to the nine levels of emptiness, all heavenly palaces, and heaven and earth celebrated it.

 Before today, among the seven sons of Nanhong, this was a legend that belonged to only one person.

 From this moment on, this honor no longer belongs exclusively to him, Xuan Qing.

Even though he had expected it, and after a long period of tempering his character, Xuan Qing still felt a little disappointed.

But at the moment when the loss disappeared, a strong excitement burst out from the wooden body.

 Nanyang Sect, alive!

If he hadn't been sitting there for too long, Xuan Qing would have even had the urge to roar.

 This hundred thousand years of torture.

What Xuan Qing thinks about day and night is to go back to the day before the breakthrough and return to virtual reality, to suppress the impulse in his heart, to walk on this path of cultivation more steadily, and not to cause those troubles again.

Lead Nanyang Sect step by step again.

 However, there is no chance of turning things around like time. He never thought that one day he would be able to see the Nanyang Sect come to life again.

Moreover, with the blessing of the purple energy he presented, the sect master's path is even more stable than his own back then, and he can replace him and fulfill his wishes.

The only thing that is interesting is that...the scene of gifts from heaven and earth today is much bigger than when I broke through the ninth level of returning to virtual reality.

Thinking of this, Li Xuanqing smiled.

“Xuan Qing's sleeves are full of breeze, he has nothing to celebrate, only a broken body is left.”

Mu Ren suddenly made a sound, which made Qingfeng Li, who was standing beside him, feel uncomfortable. He subconsciously turned his head: "Senior, you..."

Sure enough, Xuan Qing's body began to tremble slightly.

However, his expression was extremely calm: "Today, I will use this broken body to pave the way for my master, Nanyang Sect!"

 As he finished speaking, a burst of purple energy peeled out of the body again.

 Compared with the previous times, Li Xuanqing's movements this time were very slow and more difficult, as if he was extracting the last bit of life from himself.

Even the face carved out of wood showed pain visible to the naked eye.

 “You're serious!”

Li Qingfeng's pupils suddenly shrank, he rushed forward and pushed Li Xuanqing to the ground.

He is the Nanyang native who has followed Shen Yi the most, and he also knows best whose help it is that the sect leader has been able to have so much time to grow up.

According to his understanding of Shen Yi, it would be impossible for the other party to accept this thing if he knew about it.

 But the moment he pushed Xuan Qing over, Qingfeng Li's fingertips trembled.

 Being able to hold down a monk in the realm of transformation to the gods, this thing is extremely weird.

The purple energy passed through Qingfeng Li's body and spread behind him.

At this moment, it was like a breeze blowing from the sky.

Hold up the purple energy and pour it back into Li Xuanqing's wooden body.

 The familiar plain voice sounded in their ears.

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　 board by heart.

Li Xuanqing lay on the ground, silent for a long time, and finally showed a hint of irritability. This was a look he had not had since he reappeared in Nanyang.

 He ​​always seems to be gentle and calm, as if he has no temper at all. Even if Qingfeng Li is noisy in his ears every day, he has never said a harsh word.

Perhaps everyone has forgotten how arrogant Li Xuanqing's character is.

He took a long breath and whispered: "I have seen everything I should see. I have really had enough."

 What you expected has happened, and there is no point in living any longer except torturing yourself.

 The breeze in the sky was also silent for a moment.

He then whispered: "I haven't heard your story yet, please bear with me."

As soon as this statement came out.

Li Qingfeng suddenly felt the wooden man under him tremble violently, and then his dull eyes were filled with complexity and fear.

 Xuan Qing's breathing suddenly became heavy.

 He realized something.

It seems that Shen Yi was not favored by heaven and earth, and was given another Xuan Qing of the Nanyang Sect, a sect leader with a calm mind and peerless talent who could lead the Nanyang Sect down the road in a down-to-earth manner.

 The other party is not the second Xuan Qing, he is Shen Yi, the unique Shen Yi.

　　A young man who dared to kill the general of the Dragon Palace in the middle stage of his return to the void, and was even more arrogant than he was back then.

On the top of the mountain at the inner gate of Nanyang Sect.

Shen Yi withdrew his soul. He was greedy, and the most greedy thing was life and he did not want to die.

 But not wanting to die does not mean being afraid of death.

I also hope that on the premise of ensuring my own survival, I also hope that people who show kindness to me can survive together as much as possible.

This kind of thing is too hot to hold.

Shen Yi shook her head and cast her eyes to the sky again...a hint of helplessness flashed across her clear eyes.

Probably last time, when heaven and earth were gifting purple energy, before it was over, they intercepted the purple energy in advance.

 This time, Tiandi obviously deliberately wanted to make up for the missing face last time.

Humbling a piece of fairy music has not ended yet, as if he is mentally ill, look at his stingy energy.

 Fortunately, it was not a sudden breakthrough and there was still plenty of time, otherwise I would have had to face it again.

These six Taoist pillars are made from the generals from the Turtle Army who returned to the 12th level.

 In addition, from Ke Laoqi's mother clan, they also gained three great monsters that can be condensed into top-grade first-grade stone.

 “That's enough.”

Shen Yi looked at the Dao Palace again. If Wu Jun and Flesh-Wing Silkworm were included, he was very confident that he could create the tenth level of virtual return in one go, and it would most likely be the Heavenly Palace.

 But he was not in a hurry.

 Compared to a direct breakthrough, these two big monsters can still play a greater role for the time being.

Thinking of this, Shen Yi called out Wu Jun.

Then he took out three corpses, namely the two golden-patterned turtle generals who had returned to perfection, and the old **** who was comparable to Bai Yujing.

 With the slightest movement of mind.

Three powerful monster corpses quickly turned into a sea of ​​blood and poured into Wu Jun's body. The rich power of blood in them was intimidating.

 It can be seen from the previous battle between Tianjian Sect Daozi and the Shui tribe.

 They are both Bai Yujing, but the difference is also very obvious.

If Su Hongxiu successfully opens the second fairy city, I am afraid that he will not be used at all, and the opponent can easily kill all the demons present.

Perhaps after eating this demon corpse, Wu Jun can also ascend to a similar level?

 While Wu Jun was absorbing the demon corpse.

Shen Yi called out the flesh-winged silkworm and the densely packed corpses of his fellow creatures.

 Although the quality is much worse, the quantity cannot be resisted.

This is in the true sense, devoting all the efforts of the entire clan to support a peerless genius.

Two holding stones, one on the left and one on the right, protect Shen Yi.

They are all sitting cross-legged, absorbing the power of the vast blood.

　　Day and night rotate.

When Dongri was born, Wu Jun finally opened his eyes, and the flesh-winged silkworm followed closely behind him. Even though they were Zhenshi, there was still a demonic aura quietly emanating from both of them.

 The two have similar strengths.

That was a terrifying evil spirit that Shen Yi had never seen before.

"If Daozi of the Tianjian Sect opens two fairy cities, can you defeat her?" Shen Yi looked sideways, a little curious.

What surprised him was that even with such a huge improvement, the two demons actually remained calm. After thinking for a moment, they hesitated and said: "Report to my lord, if we work together, there is about a 20% chance of winning."

"So much difference?" Shen Yi was a little surprised.

Wu Jun closed his mouth, a little ashamed, but the flesh-winged silkworm was more knowledgeable, and said humbly: "My lord doesn't know something. Although they are from the same city, the Taoist soldiers taken out are very different."

"Like Su Hongxiu, when she returned to the void, she built a seven-story heavenly palace. Therefore, the ones taken out from Longhan City were also Hongmeng Heavenly Soldiers. I don't know what was taken out from Chiming City, but at least they were Qingluan Heavenly Soldiers."

“This is not something other Bai Yujing monks can compare to.”

“If it's an ordinary Bai Yujing monk who has opened two cities and is armed with a spiritual weapon, I can deal with it by myself.”

Hearing this, Shen Yi looked at his own infinite demon palace filled with purple energy.

 Suddenly I felt a little happy in my heart.

 Fortunately, I didn't leave him alone like I did before, and break the situation first.

It turns out that Bai Yujing still has so many things to say.

 “How many cities are there in total?”

 Shen Yi looked at the two demons again, but got a completely different answer.

 “Three seats.”

 “Four seats.”

Wu Jun and Flesh-Wing Silkworm looked at each other and frowned slightly. Apparently they both felt that they were right.

 At this time, a weak voice came from Shen Yimei's heart.

"Reporting to my lord, there are five immortal cities, which can also be called the five tribulations. They represent birth, old age, illness, death, and suffering respectively. Only monks who have survived the celestial tribulations can transform into immortals and reach the path of harmony. realm.”

"It's just that not every monk has the chance to survive the five tribulations. Most monks, due to their weak foundation when they return to the void, cannot see the following cities at all."

“Even if you are lucky and break through the Hedao realm, you can only be regarded as a false immortal.”

Although Ke Shisan's realm is low, his knowledge is obviously much higher than those of these two demons.

He said hastily: "If we want to talk about evidence, there was a monk in Nanhong who saw the fifth Yankang Immortal City, but he failed to open it in the end. This person happened to be from your Nanyang Sect, and his name was Xuan Qing. That's the Dragon-Slaying Taoist.”

 Heavenly calamity.

How come something like disaster seems to be a good thing in this Longsun's mouth?

　　It actually depends on qualifications and background, otherwise you are not qualified to endure the tribulation?

  Absolutely outrageous.

Shen Yi stood up and looked in the direction of the Patriarch's Hall.

Then again, rumors about the former Nanyang Daozi are really everywhere.

 The title "Taoist Master Zhanlong" sounds rustic.

 But don't forget...this is Hongze.

Having four major dragon palaces to guard the city, with minions all over the land and water, it can even be said that it can cover the sky with one hand.

 There are monks who dare to go out with this title and even live to this day. The horror of it is simply unspeakable.

Thinking of this, Shen Yi put away several town stones and swept towards the direction of the Patriarch's Hall.

 Then he landed at the entrance of the temple.

　　He used his eyes to signal the panicked Qingfeng Li to leave first.

Shen Yi straightened her clothes and then squatted in front of the lying wooden figure. Xuan Qing closed his eyes, as if his ears and eyes were cut off, and as if he had no life left.

Shen Yi cleared her throat, stretched out her hand towards the other party, and said calmly: "Hello, Taoist Dragon Slayer."

Before he finished speaking, Xuan Qing suddenly trembled all over again, and his dead body finally moved, like an ostrich, turning his head and burying it on the ground.

 “What's wrong with you, Zhan Long…” Shen Yi's expression remained unchanged.

Xuan Qing put a palm on Shen Yi's arm, interrupting his words, then stood up quickly and walked towards the palace in silence.

The pace is getting faster and faster, as if he wants to escape from this place as soon as possible.

 It turns out that there are more terrible things in this world than death.

 (End of this chapter)

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