Looking at the demon cultivator who was still cautiously doing his duty even though he didn't know his identity, the smile on Rong Xian's mouth deepened.
"Yes." Qu Lang looked carefully at Rong Xian, and saw that although her face was pale, her breath was steady.
Realizing that she was fine, Qu Lang breathed a sigh of relief. This time, he was able to hand over to Venerable Hanxi. He honestly stood on the spot and waited for orders.
Rong Xian took a sip of tea and suddenly asked, "How are you, Venerable?"
When Qu Lang was still immersed in his own thoughts, he shuddered a bit at the sudden voice, looked up to see the faint smile on Rong Xian's face, felt the hairs on his body stand on end, and stammered: "It's okay, it's okay. His Holiness is just, just worried about your lord."
Rong Xian nodded lightly, closed her eyes and was silent for a while.
'Yin' a dragon roar suddenly erupted in the depths of Rong Xian's soul, Rong Xian raised her head abruptly, as if she could see the outside through the thick curtain.
The word 'forbidden' that floated in mid-air was finally shattered, and countless evil spirits dispersed in all directions.
The golden token swayed, the light dimmed, and she wanted to return to Rong Xian's hands.
In control of the token, she controls the lifeline of all the magic cultivators. Among the magic cultivators, she is the honor, the emperor, and the king.
For thousands of years, enough tokens have been familiar with her breath.
But Rong Xian didn't want this thing at all, her mind moved, and the token hesitantly flew into the distance.
No one knows where it has gone or when it will welcome a new owner.
Or stay silent, waiting for Rong Xian's call again.
After finishing the Demon Prison, Rong Xian's eyes and brows were full of joy. She was in a good mood and no longer choked. She said in a warm voice, "Go back and tell His Holiness that I'm fine. She can do whatever she wants. Go for it, the ban has been lifted, and the Biao Demon Prison is no longer a threat."
Qu Lang looked overjoyed and said excitedly, "Yes."
After waiting tentatively for a while, he found that Rong Xian didn't have any other orders. He turned into a black mist and disappeared into the room.
Rong Xian stroked the night pearl beside her hand with a shallow smile on her lips.
When the ban is lifted, her immediate subordinates are no longer hidden, led by Amei, those who want to take revenge, and those who want to kill Wuxinya back to Wuxinya.
Her hatred, her resentment, her confusion and confusion... All the grievances and grievances will follow this sudden change.
And those wicked people, who are imprisoned without a ban, will have no restrictions, and the Holy Mountain Haotian Xianzong can no longer suppress Wuxinya.
"After that, the road is one foot high and the devil is one foot high, and the world is in chaos." She seemed to have heard the mourning of the world and the carnival of the devil.
Rong Xian couldn't help reaching out and lightly touching the curtains with faint warmth, her expression was boundless enjoyment.
A shallow satisfied sigh resounded in the room: "This is really a feast."
Holy Mountain, Shen Xi, who was in retreat, stood up abruptly, his eyes full of disbelief: "The ban is actually lifted?!"
With a flick of his fingertips, a sword qi escaped out of the cave, flew into the void and turned into a giant sword that pointed to the sky and the ground.
At the same time, the lights and shadows from all directions of the Haotian Xianzong turned into figures and fell respectfully in front of the grotto.
After a while, the restriction on the stone gate disappeared, the stone gate slowly rose, and Shen Xi walked out in a white robe.
"See Sect Master." Everyone bowed and saluted.
Shen Xi kept walking, shuttled through the crowd, and walked directly towards Lingyun Hall, the main hall of Xianzong.
Sitting on the Lingyun Hall, Shen Xi took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "This sect has sensed that the 'ban' was lifted just now."
There was an uproar below, what the 'ban' was, everyone in the Haotian Xianzong knew very well.
It is a prison for suppressing demons. There is a ban, and all demons and monsters must be restrained. Therefore, the world has been peaceful for so long, and the demon cultivators at Wuxinya dare not trespass the world.
The ban has boundless power, and all the demons and evil ways that cause harm to the common people will be sensed by the ban, and then they will be sucked into the prison and suppressed forever.
This is not only a sharp blade on the head of the evil devil, but also a warning bell on the head of the righteous path.
Now that the 'ban' has been lifted, the prison has burst open, and the world is about to be in chaos.
There was a buzzing noise below, Shen Xi frowned, and said: "From now on, the younger generation of disciples of the sect will leave the holy mountain to practice.
The voice fell, and the figure on the throne had disappeared.
Wuxin Cliff, the restraint that had been hanging in my heart suddenly disappeared, and Ningyue's eyes suddenly widened.
She stood up and flew out of the hall, and the cheers of countless magic cultivators were deafening.
This is - the ban is lifted.
"Hahaha, okay, the ban is lifted, and the future will be the era when my demons are prosperous. The road is one foot high and the devil is ten feet high." Ningyue was ecstatic.
Countless demon cultivators reveled, and together they shouted heart-rendingly: "The Tao is one foot high and the devil is ten feet high."
Ningyue couldn't stop laughing. When Xi Xin and the previous demon master were in power, the demon cultivator was always suppressed. Now that she is in control of Wuxin Cliff, the ban on the demon prison is strangely lifted. This is a big chance for her. , Great luck.
Her figure appeared in the air in a flash, and her crisp voice resounded throughout Wuxin Cliff with high spirits: "The ban on the Demon Prison is lifted, and I will officially take over the position of the Lord of Demon Dao in three days."
Returning to the main hall, looking at the demon cultivators with happy faces on both sides, Ningyue raised her voice and said: "Left Guardian, immediately bring a team of cultivators to Ziwei City on Earth to receive A Qi, and give the doctor named Rong Xian to this seat. Take it back."
Protector Zuo is a very special man. His face is like a ghostly axe knife without any expression, but it gives people a sense of holiness.
Those obsidian-like eyes had a kind of purity that could see through the world, like a child who didn't know the world. He smiled slightly, like a clay Buddha in a temple, holy and compassionate.
He took a step and cupped his hands in response, "Yes, Your Honor."
On his wrist was a string of beads emitting sandalwood, which contradicted the demonic energy around him, but was strangely harmonious.
Hearing this title, Ningyue's face was cold for a moment, and she subconsciously pinched Ah Jin, who turned into a bracelet on her wrist, and then returned to normal.
Anyway, after three days, she will officially take over Wuxin Cliff, and these people will definitely change the title of 'Honor' to 'Honored Lord', so she doesn't have to worry.
Ningyue raised her chest with a proud face, but she didn't see the faint disdain in the eyes of the demon cultivator below.
They are all old people of Wuxin Cliff. They have experienced two or even three terms as Lords. They know better than anyone what the position of Lords means.
- That is the shock of the Biao Demon Prison and the blessing of the mighty power of the Heavenly Dao descending the Demon Lord's position.
Rong Xian: I finally got rid of that scum from the Demon Prison and cried with joy (T▽T)
PS:
Yesterday, the author got engaged, got engaged, got engaged, happy (*^▽^*), and thank you all the little angels for your reward, it will be March soon, and I will work hard to save the manuscript, and it will be released in March. Thank you for your support. , (*￣3)(ε￣*)
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