Begin Immortality By Slaying Demons Chapter 540

Chapter 540: The palace master fights against Hedao!

 Xihong, Wanxiang Pavilion.

The wide welcoming platform is paved with plain bricks and stones, which looks very low-key, but the many statues erected around it vaguely reveal some ancient atmosphere, giving people a touch of vicissitudes that have passed through the years.

But as long as the monks who know something about this sect know their details.

The more newly emerging sects become, the more they want to put an ancient layer of skin on themselves.

This sense of vicissitudes of life in Wanxiang Pavilion is too deliberate, and it has fallen behind.

But they were in an incorrect position.

It was through cunning means, while the cranes, snipe and clams were fighting each other and others had not yet reacted, and relying on good information to gain a huge advantage of this treasured land without any effort.

From a third-rate force, he became a true Immortal Sect.

It is precisely because of this matter that the monks of Wanxiang Pavilion have tasted the sweetness.

If you want to climb up in the chaotic land and water of Xihong, you have to dare to gamble and have the courage to seize the opportunity and give it a try!

What's the point of being at the bottom of the Immortal Sect?

Since you can seize a piece of the main sect's land, you can also seize the second branch sect's treasured land.

The Infinite Dao Emperor Sect intervened in Xihong, and the Seven Sons of Nanhong also came to share the pie. They even disguised their identities and killed Pan Boyang, which was the first fire.

Wanxiang Pavilion has already seen the impending storm in advance.

This is a great situation, don't miss it!

Clinging to Xilong Palace is just the first step of the plan. As long as they can get enough information, there is a lot they can do.

now.

It is in the main hall of the inner gate of Wanxiang Pavilion.

Nearly all the strong men from the sect gathered together, neatly divided into two sides, with solemn expressions and a bit of excitement that they tried their best to conceal.

The atmosphere in the entire main hall was silent, except for the sound of slight breathing.

Counting the time, my Taozi should have been in contact with Master Qi Qi by now, but he just doesn't know what kind of good price he can negotiate for Wanxiang Pavilion.

Ta, tap, tap.

The Great Elder of Wanxiang Pavilion, Lu Qing, sat on the main seat with his eyes closed, tapping the armrest with his fingertips. Occasionally, he raised his eyelids and glanced at the jade slip beside his palm. The delay in getting a response clearly made him a little impatient. stand up.

After all, in addition to being Daozi, Lu Mingchuan was also his grandson.

Generally speaking, in a serious Immortal Sect, there would never be such a situation where the great elder and Daozi come from the same clan.

While the elders assist Daozi, they also need to play a restraining role, which is more conducive to the sect making more correct judgments.

From this point alone, it can be seen that Wanxiang Pavilion actually still retains the style of a third-rate force.

After all...even his own Hedao realm sect leader is named Lu.

"Fourth uncle, is there no news yet?" Someone finally couldn't sit still. Is it possible that Daozi is really so capable? With only a second-city cultivation, he was able to talk happily with the seventh master of the Qi family, and he didn't even have time to respond to the sect. summons?

He still told him what happened, but was ignored by the seventh master of the Qi family, and he was unwilling to respond for the time being.

No one would think that something happened to Daozi. After all, the strength of Dragon Palace was obvious to all, and Daozi himself was also on guard against Qi Qiye. If they went back on their word, at least a piece of news could still be sent back.

"Why are you so anxious? Also, when is it now? Who allowed you to call me Fourth Uncle?"

Lu Qing frowned and glared over. Just as he was about to scold him a few more words, his expression changed slightly.

Except for him, everyone else in the room also stood up and looked out of the hall, with a hint of surprise and fear in their eyebrows.

Just outside the treasured place of Wanxiang Pavilion, above the welcoming platform, a golden glow fell from the sky, like a rainbow bridge across the sky.

This is the performance of receiving the golden book.

But normally, monks in Xihong rarely use this thing when visiting each other. It is too formal and looks like a road idiot.

Everyone unconsciously thought of those Nanhong barbarians.

"what's the situation?"

Daozi hadn't responded yet, so these Nanhong barbarians came to visit the sect first?

Many people's faces became a little nervous.

Lu Qing didn't speak for a long time, just quietly sensing the golden rainbow bridge, until he found that there was only one figure on it, wearing a black shirt, and his handsome face looked so young. He was not one of the six Hedao realm giants. .

He breathed a sigh of relief silently, with a bit of ferocity in his eyes: "What are you nervous about? It's just a fish that slipped through the net without eyes. Now it comes to your door on its own initiative. This is a good thing and something to be thankful for!"

It was probably one of Nanhong's Taoist disciples. Perhaps he didn't discuss it well with the others and hit the target of asking for help.

In this case, let's stay for now, don't let it ruin the important events of Wanxiang Pavilion!

Thinking of this, Lu Qing put on a gentle smile, then stepped out and disappeared into the hall.

He stepped on the auspicious clouds, let out a hearty laugh, and said loudly: "Wanxiang Pavilion is a bit far away. I hope that your distinguished guests will not take offense! Please come in quickly!"

Outside Wanxiang Pavilion, Shen Yi quietly looked at everything in front of him.

Looking at the magic circle that quickly unfolded under his feet.

A trace of incomprehension flashed in his eyes. After all, for a sect leader who has to lock up his own formation when leaving the house, it is really dangerous to invite someone into the sect without asking the visitor's identity.

But it suits him just fine.

Shen Yi didn't hesitate for a moment, nodded politely, and then stepped into the magic circle.

His actions caught the eyes of many monks in Wanxiang Pavilion, and they all breathed a sigh of relief. As expected, it was exactly what the elder had thought. If he really knew what he and others were planning, how could he dare to enter the treasure land.

The sky is not responding to the call, and the earth and the earth are not working.

No matter how powerful you are behind you, you can only stay here in despair.

"Look, he has to thank us." An elder couldn't help but shake his head.

Lu Qing glanced back casually, and the many monks below understood what he meant, and retreated back with calm expressions, silently starting to prepare.

Now that you have decided to do it, you must do it ruthlessly.

Instead of chatting politely with Nanhong Daozi and tricking him into staying in the sect, it would be better to nip all hidden dangers in the bud.

"Fellow Taoist, please come this way."

Lu Qing always felt that something was wrong, because the young monk's demeanor was a little too quiet, and he didn't look like he was here to ask for help. Of course, he didn't look like he was here to cause trouble.

More like...a little shy?

"Please take a seat in the main hall."

Lu Qing invited him again, and then he saw Shen Yi following him obediently. Although the other party did not respond, he looked around curiously.

Could it be that he is mute?

Lu Qing cursed secretly, but did not show it. No matter who he was, he should be captured first and then tortured slowly.

In full view of everyone, the two people walked slowly towards the main hall.

Lu Qing glanced to the side and noticed that several elders below were sending prepared signals. He then looked away, and then found that the young monk in black robes also withdrew his eyes almost at the same time.

The moment the two looked at each other, Lu Qing looked into those dark eyes and instinctively felt a trace of heart palpitations.

"What's wrong, fellow Taoist? If anything happens, let's go into the palace and discuss it in detail."

Lu Qing concealed his embarrassment and smiled kindly.

The others stood far away on both sides, the murderous intent on their faces becoming more and more obvious.

"You don't have to go in, everyone is here." Shen Yi finally said.

Somewhat unexpectedly, not only was this young monk not mute, his voice was also inexplicably clear.

Hearing this, the something wrong in Lu Qing's heart finally came out. He put away his smile and said tentatively: "I almost forgot... I haven't asked you yet, where are you from?"

Shen Yi did not answer, but lifted up his clothes and simply sat on the stone steps of the hall, like an outsider.

He clearly didn't open his mouth, but a cold and rough voice sounded in everyone's ears.

"The Hall of Ten Thousand Demons."

"Hiss!" Many of the Wanxiang Pavilion monks stood up with chills all over their bodies. They suddenly turned sideways and looked over, and then raised their heads instinctively.

I saw a majestic figure appearing there at some point.

The opponent clearly maintained a human form, but was still several feet tall, with extremely broad shoulders, and looked like a small mountain.

The gorgeous dragon horns, the scales all over the body that looked like they were made of gold, and the indifferent and ferocious dragon head all made everyone breathe several times heavier.

A big monster!

To be precise, it was a dragon demon whose bloodline was extremely noble, even far superior to that of the West Palace!

In its palm, the five sharp fingers seemed to be holding a small bowl, and its nails were firmly embedded in the skull of Elder Lu Qing, and it was held casually in its hand.

"Kechi! Kechi!"

Lu Qing's face was covered in blood, his facial features were ferocious, and his eyes almost bulged out of their sockets.

He struggled desperately, trying to burst out the majestic aura from his body. However, under the shock of the evil spirit that was as turbulent as a river, he could only let his body dangle like a piece of bacon, looking ridiculous. .

Able to achieve such crushing suppression.

The realm of this powerful dragon demon is self-evident.

Think of those three words just now.

Hall of Ten Thousand Demons…

A new piece of news emerged in everyone's mind. The Crown Prince of Nanlong Palace specially revealed something about the palace master.

In that message, there was also a strange dragon demon, killing fiercely.

The monks of Wanxiang Pavilion gradually matched the appearance of the rumored East Hall Master with the appearance of the demon in front of them.

So...it's not a bluff by Nanhong Seven Sons at all. Xihong really came in, a transcendent giant who dared to attack the Infinite Dao Emperor Sect!

It was me and others who guessed wrong!

But now, the stupid pigs like myself welcomed them into the sect without any defense.

"This...Master of the East Palace! I don't know where I, Wanxiang Pavilion, have offended you all. What is the purpose of your visit today?"

An elder took a few steps back tremblingly and asked tremblingly.

Pfft—

Infused with tyrannical demon power, Ke Shisan responded to them with practical actions.

In its palm, Elder Lu Qing's body exploded into pieces and turned into blood mist.

This move turned into two silent big words, resounding in everyone's minds.

Destroy the sect!

There are still such unreasonable and tyrannical forces in the world. They have no grievances and no hatred, and they will destroy everyone when they come up.

How could Hong Ze, who was under the protection of the immortal, dare to be so vicious? !

But it is precisely because of this that the monks of Wanxiang Pavilion completely rejected the idea that this demon palace was disguised by the Seventh Son of Nanhong. Those Nanhong barbarians would not dare to meet such a cruel demon in any case, and they did not have the qualifications to order this A dragon clan of noble blood.

"metropolitan!"

Lu Qing was killed without any resistance, which made these Wanxiang Pavilion monks truly understand the terrifying gap between the strength of the two sides, which could not be filled with any courage or means.

Therefore, their last move was to shout to the sky at the top of their lungs!

In other places, given the personality of the sect leader, he might ignore their life and death and choose to protect himself, but this is within the treasure land. Unless the opponent wants to fall from the Hedao realm, there is no way to retreat.

Moreover, being in the treasure land is also the most powerful state for the sect leader.

After all, the other party is the **** of this place!

Ke Shisan's figure disappeared, and his sharp claws waved casually, easily tearing apart a monk's body.

Under such a unilateral massacre without any resistance.

Everyone hurriedly used movement techniques and used various Taoist soldiers to try to escape from this place. However, the skills they relied on were no more fragile than tofu under the golden claws.

Clang—

The moment the dragon claw tried to penetrate a monk's body again, it was finally stopped by something.

It was a breath, only three feet long, like an invisible sword.

Just looking at the appearance, let alone compared to Brother Bai Yujing's Taoist soldiers, even the many Qi training methods are much more conspicuous than they look.

But just such an air sword, while saving the monk's life, also caused Ke Shisan to be injured for the first time.

There was a gap between its sharp claws. If it weren't for its stone body, its hands would be full of bright red blood by now.

A sigh came from the sky, showing a bit of calmness that looked down on the world.

"Master of the East Palace, why is this so important? There is something that we cannot sit down and discuss."

The moment these words were heard, almost all the monks in Wanxiang Pavilion seemed to have taken a reassurance and stopped running away panting.

Ke Shisan stared silently at the air sword in his palm.

After a moment, the corners of its mouth suddenly had an exaggerated arc. It was an extremely ferocious smile, revealing sharp and white dragon teeth.

There was a strong murderous intent in the smile, a rage that was embarrassing in front of the master!

Ke Shisan doesn't like being as noisy as Wu Jun.

Then it suddenly clenched its palm, causing the air sword to shatter into pieces.

Before anyone could react, it waved its arms wildly, and a huge dragon claw that covered the sky and the sun appeared in the world, like five mountains side by side, ruthlessly tearing apart the world like ripping clothes. A sky screen!

"You are worthy of discussing this with the Lord of the Palace. You just need to take responsibility and die."

Under the huge dragon claws, an old figure in a long gown fell out from behind the clouds in an awkward manner, no longer as calm and calm as when he spoke just now.

He pinched the magic formula continuously, and suddenly there were thousands more Qi swords like before, spreading throughout the sky.

Click! Click! Click!

The air swords gathered into a river and flowed freely, then crashed into five mountain-like dragon claws.

One handle after another was shattered, leaving dense scratches on the dragon's claws.

This is a battle between two Hedao realms, and it actually makes the entire Wanxiang Treasure Land tremble!

In the mundane world far away from the inner gate, the sky is falling and the earth is falling, and the sun and moon are afraid, as if the world is annihilated!

"That palace master, please listen to me!"

The master of Wanxiang Pavilion was caught off guard. At this moment, he temporarily stopped the ferocious monster and finally spoke out again.

Without the cover of heaven and earth, he looked like just an ordinary old man, with some indelible cunning and even a little bit of vulgarity in his eyebrows.

This time, he was not talking to Ke Shisan, but looking at the young man sitting on the stone steps in front of the hall from a distance. A well-behaved little girl appeared behind him at some point.

Compared to a dragon demon, it is obvious that a monk communicates better.

And based on the other party's calm demeanor, there is a high probability that he is the real person in charge of this operation of the Ten Thousand Demons Palace, and his status is probably higher than that of the East Palace Master.

Shen Yi looked up, but she didn't expect that she still had her own business here.

In fact, he wanted to take this opportunity to observe the methods of Hedao Realm, so as to make plans for future arrangements.

At least for now, based on Ke Shisan's strength, he is actually at a slight disadvantage. He just doesn't know how much he loses to the old man.

"Listen to me, no matter how Wanxiang Pavilion has offended your palace, I am willing to apologize... Why bother to make both sides suffer? You know, we Hedao monks have the last resort. Just you, this guy Palace Master…”

As a giant in the Hedao realm, the master of the Wanxiang Pavilion does not have the slightest demeanor of a strong man. It is probably because he picked up the treasure.

Hearing the word "both sides suffer", Ke Shisan's face once again filled with evil aura, and he suddenly smashed the long river of sword energy with a palm, pointing straight at the old man!

"you…"

The master of the Wanxiang Pavilion stared at Shen Yi, but found that the young man looked away casually after listening, as if he had no interest in what he proposed.

Knowing that there is no room for change in this matter.

The old man glanced at the menacing dragon claw with his peripheral vision, and a bit of ferocity suddenly appeared in his eyes: "I really think I am afraid of you! I can win a treasure land in Xihong with Bai Yujing's strength, who is not a villain? ”

"Who is more ruthless? You are still a bit young!"

The next moment, his body quietly sat back into the world.

At the same time, the expressions of the monks who were watching suddenly changed. They instinctively wanted to escape, but they suddenly realized that there was nowhere for them to escape.

Then he fell to his knees on the ground, and the cry for mercy echoed around him: "Sect Master, have mercy on me!"

In an instant, their bodies actually began to vaporize, as if returning to their true nature, and they gathered towards the figures in the sky.

In the turbulence of the breath, an invisible sword that spanned the sky and the earth and was as solid as substance quickly took shape. He casually used the sword body to deflect the incoming dragon claws, and then the sword edge actually pointed at the figure on the stone steps.

Compared to severely damaging the golden dragon.

Master Wanxiang Pavilion knows very well that to capture the thief first, capture the king.

He cast his eyes indifferently, and then his pupils flickered a little.

I saw that the young man faced the Xuanqing Sword, which even he was extremely afraid of, and he just lightly fiddled with the gold bracelet on his wrist without any intention of evading.

Thinking of this, the master of Wanxiang Pavilion began to sacrifice more creatures: "I would like to see what qualifications a mere Bai Yujing has to show off in front of me!"

Along with the words, the big sword finally stabbed down boldly!

However, under the suspicious gaze of the Wanxiang Pavilion Sect Leader, it failed to touch Shen Yi's body, or even get close to the flowing aura emitted by the golden bracelet.

In front of the Xuanqing Sword, which is hundreds of feet long, the petite figure is like an ant, almost negligible.

She stood in the air, her white palms against the edge of the sword.

Then a slight shock.

The fine cracks were unstoppable and covered the entire Xuanqing Sword in the blink of an eye, followed by it crashing away like a mountain falling apart.

The dark horse-faced skirt was rippling slightly, and her delicate and well-behaved childish face was so frightening that people dared not look directly at it.

The master of Wanxiang Pavilion sat cross-legged in the air in a daze.

Ke Shisan retracted the dragon claw, rubbed his wrist, and said calmly: "You have to replace this yourself, don't regret it...Evil brother, scoff."

Listening to the teasing and mocking words in the dragon demon's mouth.

Although the old man's face was flushed, he had no intention of refuting. He suddenly spread his palms, and the original intention of offering sacrifice began to spread towards the outer door, and even enveloped the mortal world in the entire treasure land.

Only in this way can he relieve the huge pressure in his heart when facing this little girl.

Pay close attention to the old man's actions.

Shen Yi finally stood up and glanced at Ke Shisan: "Come together, move faster."

Hearing this, Ke Shisan became excited again.

It originally thought that its performance just now would disappoint its owner.

I didn't expect there would be a chance.

The next moment, the majestic golden Canglong finally showed a huge figure that was even more terrifying than the Xuanqing Sword before. As the dragon's beard took off, the terrifying roar of the dragon resounded all around!

And the moment the old man looked sideways, a small black figure quietly landed next to him, and a fierce knee hit his chin!

An Yi interrupted his act of sacrifice, and then gave another expressionless elbow, hitting the old man's face!

Along with the low roar of the tiger, the head of the master of Wanxiang Pavilion exploded!

Roar-

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