Begin Immortality By Slaying Demons Chapter 555

Chapter 555 Let the tiger return to the mountain

 Xihong, Yushan.

In the huge palace, all the maids and guards retreated.

They rarely see the dragon concubine taking action in person, and exuding such cold and real murderous intent. For a purple-bearded white dragon, this is an extremely rare performance, proving that the other party is really angry.

"Stop."

Zixian no longer calls herself this palace. Under the dragon claws covered with snow-white scales, An Tingfeng has revealed a tiger head, and this ferocious head is gradually deforming in the sharp dragon claws.

She could see how anxious the situation on the other side was.

Otherwise, this ferocious tiger would not have been feeding back the tribe.

A lot can be inferred from this.

That is, there should be another sect leader present next to Shen Yi, but there is a high probability that it is not Ji Jingxi. Otherwise, with his cultivation in the same heavenly realm, even if this tiger sends out all his essence and blood, it will not have any effect.

Just like this, Zi Xian became even more anxious.

If An Tingfeng really succeeds, then two Nanhong Seventh Sect Masters will be killed on her own territory at once... How can she have the nerve to face Jingxi.

"I told you to stop!"

Amidst the low scolding, Zi Xian suddenly exerted his strength, and there was only a muffled cracking sound. Fine cracks appeared on An Tingfeng's head, and then scarlet blood poured out, dyeing the white hair and black lines on his face red.

"Ho...ho..."

An Tingfeng revealed the gaping mouth through the gap between the dragon's claws, and let out a weird and sharp smile.

It turns out that even a great demon who is comparable to the heavenly realm and has experienced hundreds of thousands of years of killings and calamities is so weak as long as she is worried about her. She is so weak that she has no realm, but people can tell what she is afraid of at a glance.

The secret technique has been used, and as soon as he dies, all his cultivation will be transferred to the elders of the clan.

This woman didn't dare to take a gamble at all. She still had hope that Nanhong Seventh Son's people could save their lives, so she didn't want to add any pressure to them.

On the contrary, I now have nothing.

An Yi...Dad is here to find you.

An Tingfeng smiled evilly and showed two fangs: "Long Fei, when this matter is settled and my daughter comes back, for the sake of those soul-renewing treasures, Tingfeng will still do things for you."

"Do you still want to live?" Zi Xian narrowed her eyes and almost laughed out of anger.

If something happened to the Seventh Son of Nanhong, this fierce tiger wouldn't think that he could walk out of this hall intact. It is estimated that the entire Xihong forces have never thought about the Donglong King who was rumored to have been stabbed in the back by Xuan Qing. , in fact, he felt very indebted to the Seventh Son of Nanhong.

For this reason, the father even did not hesitate to hold back the nausea as if he had eaten shit, and pulled off Ziling's tiger skin to make the immortal stop paying attention to Nanhong. At the same time, he frightened the other forces and saved the remaining six sects.

Even if killing the leader of the Bright Moon Frost Tiger Clan would make the forces that had finally been won over feel strange and affect the overall situation, my father would never blame himself.

"If you want to take action, it's best to do it now. If you wait until the matter over there is over... Tingfeng will definitely not be able to defeat Long Fei, but he has temporarily reached the heavenly level and can save his life."

It was clear that someone was holding his head, An Tingfeng put away his smile, but looked so calm and calm.

Taking in his expression, especially when she felt that the aura of this ferocious tiger was still decreasing, Zixian felt an unprecedented sense of depression in her heart.

She closed her eyes, and the dragon claws that were originally as stable as a rock gradually began to tremble with anger.

An Tingfeng's pretending to be calm laughter was so harsh to her.

Since coming to Xihong, this is the first time Zixian has suffered a loss in this remote place. She took a deep breath, opened her eyes and looked elsewhere: "Everything is discussed..."

The words have not yet fallen.

Zixian suddenly found that the tiger in her palm was trembling even harder than herself.

She turned her gaze back slightly in surprise.

But he found that An Tingfeng suddenly stopped laughing, and under his hair that was soaked in scarlet red, his originally sharp eyes became a little confused and uncertain.

He stared blankly into nowhere, his breath recovering rapidly.

In an instant, An Tingfeng suddenly clenched his palms, desperately trying to transfer all his wealth to the other side. However, no matter how hard he tried, it had no effect.

The aura on his body still returned to its peak state uncontrollably.

"How is it possible-"

An intense panic appeared on An Tingfeng's face. Obviously, things were beyond his control.

Through the gaps between the dragon's claws, he stared at Zixian, and the calmness in his voice had long since disappeared: "Long Fei, Long Fei! You just said to discuss..."

"What discussion?"

Zixian raised her eyebrows and finally let go of her palm, only to see that the tiger monster, whose realm was vaguely superior to the perfection of the earth realm, was staggering back at this moment, even its steps were a little unsteady.

She immediately knew something in her mind: "Have I told you?"

Not only did An Tingfeng not run away, but he quickly stopped him and said anxiously: "It is Tingfeng who wants to discuss with Long Fei. As long as the little girl is returned to me, I will fight for Long Fei and I will die without regrets!"

Seeing this weird scene, the depression in Zi Xian's heart was gone, and she became rather curious.

What happened to cause such a huge change in this fierce tiger.

But no matter what, since he suffered a loss, it means that Nanhong Sect Leader took advantage.

The boy named Shen is really lucky... Not bad, not bad! I really got my face back!

The previous dissatisfaction with the little Sect Master Shen because of Ji Jingxi disappeared at this moment.

Thinking of this, Zi Xian slowly withdrew her eyes: "I'm sorry, I don't have the habit of discussing with the dead."

Based on what this tiger did today, it would not be too much to die ten thousand times.

I really think Donglong Palace is a great benefactor!

After the words fell, she waved her sleeves violently, and the powerful demon power came out wildly. Compared with the casualness when she knocked the seventh child of the Qi family off Yushan last time, this time it was obvious that she had murderous intent and was aiming for her life.

An Tingfeng was already in a daze, and his level was far inferior to that of the other party. Before he could say the next word, his strong body suddenly flew backwards!

The demon power was like a strong wind, ripping apart his white cloak, and even the powerful demon body collapsed, revealing the white bones.

Without restraint, Zixian finally showed how terrifying the power of the heaven realm over the earth realm was.

She stepped forward again, and the dragon claws turned into slender jade hands again, but there was a slender dragon scale sword in the palm.

Just when he was about to take the tiger's life, Zi Xian frowned slightly and slowly stopped.

After An Tingfeng crashed out of Yushan, an extra picture scroll appeared in the clear water, and he was rolled in. The mountains and rivers in the picture shook violently for a few times, which completely eliminated the demonic power.

The next moment, the scroll threw An Tingfeng back into the palace.

"Tsk, what's wrong with Senior Zixian? You're so angry." In front of An Tingfeng, several figures appeared at some point. The leader among them was wearing a golden gown. Such a conspicuous color, but It doesn't look rustic at all, but rather gives off the aura of a superior person.

The middle-aged man twirled his beard lightly, smiled at Zixian, and then cupped his hands and said: "Junrui came uninvited, and I hope that senior Zixian will pay tribute."

He didn't call her Long Fei, but Zixian, with a hint of looking down on Xi Hong in his voice.

"Situ?"

Zixian saw clearly the clothes of the few visitors, and a bit of displeasure flashed in her eyes: "What, you have broken through the heaven realm? How dare you come to my Jade Mountain."

You know, Donglong Palace treats all Beihong forces equally and hates them all!

"Not even close, not even close."

Situ Junrui smiled again and waved his hands repeatedly: "It's just that when my Infinite Tao Emperor Sect comes to Xihong to do business, I have to say hello to Senior Zixian, so as not to affect the harmony between our sect and Donglong Palace."

"Amicable?" Zi Xian raised the corners of her lips and looked at the junior with a sneer.

This person is the sect leader of the sixteenth branch of the Infinite Dao Emperor Sect, and he is also the one with the least seniority besides Xue Yan.

But as the top force in Beihong, any of their branch sect leaders were ranked among the top three in the Taoist records when they were young. In other words, all of them are Hongze's top geniuses who have survived four calamities. .

"Maybe there were some misunderstandings before, but things like friendship always come slowly."

"Like now."

Situ Junrui lowered his eyes and looked at the tiger demon at his feet: "Junrui doesn't mind doing the killing for senior, so as not to dirty his hands. Everyone knows that the purple-bearded white dragon doesn't like killing. This evil guy Just leave it to me, animal."

Hearing this, Zi Xian was silent for a moment, then sneered: "Just tell Xue Yan about hunting down demons. Don't act like you're thinking about me. Our relationship hasn't reached that level yet."

"This is true. The Infinite Dao Emperor Sect will remember the friendship between our seniors. However, if word spreads that you personally killed him, I'm afraid it will affect your reputation."

Hearing this, Zixian pondered for a moment without saying anything else, so she acquiesced to the matter: "..."

Situ Junrui held his hand again, and then slowly knelt down. He knew that his realm was not far different from that of An Tingfeng, but at this moment, he seemed to be caressing some harmless little beast, and gently patted the tiger monster's forehead: " Be good, I have something important to do, go find a place to heal yourself, don't mess around anymore, wait for me to pick you up."

An Tingfeng was speechless at all.

When he was drawn into the map of mountains and rivers, many talismans appeared on his body. At this moment, he was pinned to the ground. It was not until Situ Junrui raised his palm that he had the strength to stand up.

Compared to the previous state of being crushed, the current situation is more about a gap in means.

In front of the Wuliangdao Emperor Sect, the demon clan in Xihong was no different from a country bumpkin.

"Go ahead."

Situ Junrui waved with a smile.

An Tingfeng's face was dull, and he took a deep look at the people in the hall, then turned and walked out of the hall.

Wait until his figure completely disappears.

Zixian sat back on the throne: "Now, let's talk about your affairs."

"Senior Zixian, there is no need to worry. We have no intention of asking you to help. We just came here to say hello."

Situ Junrui showed a kind smile, but there was a twinkle in his eyes: "It is very common for a disciple of our sect to die outside. This is part of the experience, but it caused an uproar in the whole Xihong, everyone knew...even the news It's been reported to me, Beihong, that this kind of thing doesn't happen very often.”

"If we don't do something, we, the Daohuang Sect, will really be bullied."

"Of course, I won't make the matter a big deal. Please rest assured, Senior Zixian. We just want to seek justice."

"Junior, take your leave." After saying that, Situ Junrui bowed his hands again, then turned around and left the hall with a few disciples.

The hall became empty again.

Zixian leaned back on the chair and rubbed her eyebrows with a slight headache. As the de facto half-owner of Xihong, she couldn't figure out why the place suddenly became such a mess.

But she had no intention of getting involved in this matter.

The Infinite Dao Emperor Sect is most likely here for the Ten Thousand Demons Palace. These two forces have nothing to do with themselves, and they have nothing to do with the Seventh Son of Nanhong. Let them go.

Thinking of the Seventh Son of Nanhong, Zi Xian finally felt a little more relaxed on her face. Next time she meets that little Sect Master Shen, she must ask what happened today. If she can survive the attack and killing of the Haoyue Frost Tiger Clan, even if she can survive It is not easy to have other sect leaders taking care of you.

The little Sect Master Shen was unlucky. He had just made a grudge with the tiger demon junior, and then something happened to Baoyue Tomb. He ended up in such an unreasonable disaster. He didn't know what the other party's expression was like.

After thinking about it, Zixian couldn't help but shake her head and smile, and disappeared into the palace.

at the same time.

Outside Jade Mountain, the Wuliangdao Emperor Sect and his party quickly swept out of the water.

Situ Junrui's face no longer had the previous humility. He casually waved his hand to call out the vast map of mountains and rivers, and his body turned into a stream of light and fell onto the futon.

"call."

He sat cross-legged and looked forward.

In the Dao Palace, I saw an old man who was in a mess and was tied to a big pillar. His face was sad and his breath was weak. He had obviously suffered inhuman torture.

"Being able to enter this Dao Palace is a blessing that you have cultivated for several lifetimes."

"I advise you to tell the story of the matter in detail, and I will give you the opportunity to return to the sect and be buried together with your fellow disciples. Otherwise... you can escape into my country."

Although the old man's face was covered in blood and flesh, his face could still be vaguely distinguished.

It was Yang Yunheng, the great elder of Banshan Sect.

"I...I showed you...the jade slip..." Yang Yunheng's voice sounded like a gnat.

"Oh?" Situ Junrui stroked his beard again and asked, "You mean that thing that everyone in Xihong has one share of? Do I still need to take that thing from your hand?"

"No...nothing else." Yang Yunheng struggled to open his eyes.

"Okay." Situ Junrui tapped his chin: "Then tell me, who recorded the jade slip, the master of your family or the Taoist disciple?"

Hearing this, Yang Yunheng's heart skipped a beat. He gritted his teeth for a long time and finally said, "I recorded it myself."

"In that case, tell me about what you saw, such as what the owner of the black gold streamer looks like, what his cultivation level is, and how he is dressed." Situ Junrui continued to ask with a hint of ridicule.

Yang Yunheng fell silent again, his face changed again and again, he looked at the map of mountains and rivers with fear, and finally closed his eyes again: "It's all in the jade slips, I didn't see anything else."

"h"

Situ Junrui suddenly laughed loudly, laughing so hard that he was out of breath. He rubbed his eyes and said to several disciples: "He is treating me like a fool... You can tell him what happened to our Emperor Sect of Infinite Dao." "

Several disciples of the Emperor's Sect of Wuliangdao stood with their hands hanging and responded indifferently: "If we find out the real culprit, then we will leave no one behind."

(End of chapter)

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