Immortal Soaring Blade

Chapter 615: frame

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"I'm looking for your Yellow Demon Ancestor from Ten Thousand Demons Cave. Where is he?"

Seeing the arrogant and malicious expressions of those men, Zhao Jiuge frowned and suppressed the anger in his heart.

Lin Banruo on the side was much calmer, perhaps because she was used to this kind of gaze. Lin Banruo's eyes were calm and emotionless, as if what she was looking at was not seven people, but seven stones. She had no emotion at all. Looking at each other, although the expression on his face did not change, the aura emanating from his body became even colder.

"It's so easy for our ancestors to meet you. You can meet them whenever you want. Do you have the qualifications? This is my territory of Ten Thousand Demons Cave. Do you know the consequences of trespassing without permission?"

The long-haired man who was originally admiring Lin Banruo's peerless appearance was a little angry when he saw Zhao Jiuge suddenly interrupting him. He scolded him angrily, and at the same time put a big hat on Zhao Jiuge's head, looking at the flashing You can tell by his eyes that he is planning something bad.

The cold beauty in front of him was something that people from a small place like them could see. The aura alone was not something that ordinary women could possess. Although he still didn't know who the other party was, his heart had already begun to beat. Be careful.

"Then now see if you are qualified!"

Suddenly, a violent wave of spiritual power radiated directly from Lin Banruo's body, and then his red lips opened slightly, and a cold voice resounded around everyone's ears.

In an instant, the seven men, including the long-haired one, were all panicked. Just now, they had never imagined that the stunning beauty in front of them actually had the cultivation level of the Nascent Soul Realm. Her aura was stronger than that of the ordinary elders. The ancestors wanted to be strong, which made them even more confused. They couldn't accept the sharp contrast. They originally thought that Lin Banruo and Zhao Jiuge were just monks passing by at most. How could they know their cultivation level? It was so shocking.

The first person to react was Changmao. After turning his dark eyes slightly, he immediately said with fear, "Enough...enough qualifications. I will go and inform you of the Yellow Demon Ancestor now."

After saying that, the thin and short-haired man immediately ran towards the most magnificent pavilion in the distance. However, when he turned around, the frightened expression disappeared instantly and was replaced by Yi Jian was shrewd and immediately ran to inform the Yellow Demon Ancestor.

The remaining six middle-aged men looked at each other in confusion. No one dared to be presumptuous at this time. They continued to stare at Lin Banruo endlessly, even though Lin Banruo's face attracted them no matter how. After learning that Lin Banruo had the Nascent Soul Realm, When they were cultivating, how dare they touch this brow.

This world is like this, a world where the weak eat the strong, and they happen to be the masters of the Ten Thousand Demons Cave who bully the weak and fear the strong. When they saw Changmao, they went to inform the Yellow Demon Ancestor. The six of them could not say anything more, but they would not just Let Zhao Jiuge move around at will.

The soldiers came to block it, and the water came to cover it. Zhao Jiuge and Lin Banruo stood here, waiting for the so-called Yellow Demon Ancestor to arrive. They didn't believe it. It showed the strength of the Nascent Soul Realm. A few old guys from the Ten Thousand Demon Cave could still sit still. .

Zhao Jiuge was secretly planning to exchange something with the Yellow Demon Ancestor later. The few spiritual weapons in his hand were all needed for his own use. Naturally, it was impossible to trade them. The only useless ones were the ones above. A blood-colored sword, a green flying sword, a middle-grade spiritual weapon, and a first-grade spiritual weapon that were seized for the first time were of little use to Zhao Jiuge. In addition, there were also weapons seized from the young master of the Yinling Sect. There are millions of spirit stones and nothing else. However, Zhao Jiuge thought on second thought that these things should be more than enough, and maybe not so many are needed. After all, even the completed Eight Desolations Sword Map does not yet know how powerful it is. .

Ten Thousand Demons Cave, in the main hall of the pavilion.

There were three figures sitting cross-legged above. Each of them had some good spiritual wine and spiritual fruits placed in front of them. Looking at the people chatting happily, it was obvious that they were all old acquaintances. However, the only difference was that they were old friends and good wine. If there is a beautiful girl dancing below the hall at this moment, I am afraid the three of them will be even happier.

The one in the middle has long yellow hair and a pale face. Although he is middle-aged, his skin already has obvious wrinkles. He has a hooked nose and his eyes are a bit cold. Especially when he smiles, he gives off a... An uncomfortable feeling.

He has long yellow hair and is wearing a gorgeous navy blue robe. Although he is drinking and chatting happily, his eyes flicker from time to time. It is obvious that he is calculating something in his heart. He exudes a faint aura of spiritual power. It doesn't look very strong, but everyone who knows him knows that he has a cultivation level in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul Realm despite his unspectacular appearance.

On the left hand of the middle-aged man with long yellow hair is a young man with a feminine appearance. He has fair skin and a handsome appearance. However, there are red eye shadows on the eyelids next to his eyes, which invisibly adds a bit of masculinity to his already feminine appearance. image of.

This young man is wearing a purple robe, with one foot on the ground and a blanket, and one foot supported on his chest. There is also a purple scabbard on the long table in front of him, and he is drinking there with his head down. discretionary.

The one on the right hand of the middle-aged man with long yellow hair is an elegant middle-aged man with a pale complexion. He is wearing a pure white Confucian shirt without any decoration. He only holds an ink-colored jade fan in his hand. The ink-colored jade fan was folded at the moment because he was drinking with the yellow-haired man.

Compared with those two, this elegant middle-aged man is much better than them in terms of temperament and appearance. Although the elegant middle-aged man does not have any spiritual power fluctuations, he can sit with the two Nascent Soul realm men. Together, their strength will not be much different.

The elegant middle-aged man's gestures and gestures are full of unearthly aura. He is obviously not an ordinary person. Looking at the appearance of his face, even after the erosion of time, he does not have a masculine look.

The man in purple robe drank by himself, while the yellow-haired man and the elegant man were talking to each other, with smiles on their faces.

"Brother Jingfeng, your joining our Ten Thousand Demons Cave this time has caused a sensation among all the surrounding forces. With the addition of Brother Jingfeng, our Ten Thousand Demons Cave will be even more powerful."

The yellow-haired man held a jade cup in one hand and placed the other hand on the long red and black table in front of his chest, and toasted the elegant middle-aged man in a Confucian shirt.

Listen to the meaning in his words. It is obvious that this elegant middle-aged man is the most popular Nascent Soul Realm monk after recently joining Ten Thousand Demons Cave. And since the three of them can drink together, the other two must also be in the Nascent Soul Realm, that is, others. Two of the Seven Demons.

"Haha, where are you? I, Jingfeng, have long heard about such a pleasant place as the Ten Thousand Demons Cave. In the past, there were various restrictions and rules in the sect. Now I am a free body. I can do whatever I want without any restraints. .”

The elegant middle-aged man waved his sleeves and robe, showing his freedom and ease. He talked and laughed lightly. At the end of the conversation, he directly picked up the jade cup in his hand and drank it all in one gulp, as if to vent his inner feelings.