Three days later, under the leadership of Qin Guihe, dozens of people entered the main hall of the Magic Palace.
This hall is made of ten thousand years of blood wood, coagulated like jade, and exudes a cold and threatening aura. The hall is extremely wide, like a square, with jade bricks that can be used as a human figure. Ninety-nine sturdy long wooden pillars hold up the dome. Only a throne of blood and bones stands in the center of the hall, suspended in the air.
As soon as he entered the hall, Luo Jianqing felt a little difficult to breathe.
The air was filled with the smell of blood, and the smell was so thick that it was too thick to breathe. He didn't know that this hall had not been contaminated with human blood for thousands of years, but the blood of those who died more than a thousand years ago has remained to this day, as if showing his anger and resentment.
After everyone entered the hall, they did not see Demon Venerable.
Elder Gui Yi of the Broken Soul Sect asked dissatisfiedly: "Qin Guihe, the Demon Venerable has not yet appeared, how should you explain it?"
Qin Guihe, who was dressed in white, waved a big knife and sneered: "I'll give you a fart explanation."
"you!"
The two parties froze in this hall for a while, and they waited for half an hour, but they did not see the shadow of Demon Venerable. Qin Guihe was relatively laid back, but the Soul Broken Sect, Bai Family, Yun Family and others represented by Elder Gui Yi became very impatient.
The two sides waited for another half an hour, and an entire hour passed, not to mention seeing the Demon Venerable, not even the shadow of the Demon Venerable.
Gui Yi gritted his teeth and said, "Qin Guihe, is your Demon Palace playing tricks on us again?"
Qin Guihe didn't take it seriously: "What about playing with you, you shameless old thief, when you leave the Magic Palace, believe it or not, I will chop you into one hundred and eighty yuan and feed them all to the dog!"
A gleam of light flashed in Gui Yi's eyes, and a dazzling green ghost energy suddenly appeared in his right hand, and then roared towards Qin Guihe. This kind of behavior similar to a sneak attack made Qin Guihe not react for a while. He quickly raised the big knife to block the attack, but was also knocked back more than ten meters, hit a column, and vomited blood.
Gui Yi: "Mozun really did something wrong!"
When Qin Guihe heard this, an angry expression appeared on his face, and he scolded, "Leave your mouth clean, we Palace Master, can you guess nonsense at will!"
The next moment, the two were fighting together.
Qin Guihe was a late Mahayana practitioner hundreds of years ago, and this Guiyi has only been promoted to the late Mahayana stage for a hundred years. Back then, on the battlefield of the war between the two clans, Qin Guihe, as the guardian of the Magic Palace, served as the general of a man-cultivating army, beheading millions of demon clans, and Gui Yi was just a lieutenant under his command.
In this fight, Qin Guihe quickly gained the upper hand.
Gui Yi is the cultivator with the highest cultivation level on the right side. No one can stop his fight with Qin Guihe, but Luo Jianqing heard Venerable Yuqingzi shouting dissatisfiedly: "The Broken Soul Sect really has the means. , this deity has seen it this time. From now on, members of the Broken Soul Sect cannot step into my Taihua Mountain!"
Upon hearing this, the people from the Broken Soul Sect immediately asked: "Yuqingzi, why do you forbid my Broken Soul Sect to go to Taihua Mountain?"
Yuqingzi sneered: "It's just the deity's pleasure!"
"you!"
Although Yuqingzi's cultivation base is not yet in the Mahayana period, the people from the Soul Broken Sect dare not talk to her, so they can only whisper: "It's like how powerful your Taihua Mountain is, who wants to communicate with you? Isn't there a mysterious spirit child? If it weren't for the mysterious spirit child who turned into a god for three hundred years, you Taihua Mountain would not be the leader of the right path..."
Venerable Yuqingzi sneered: "The little man who chews his tongue behind his back."
"you!"
On this side, the righteous people also seem to be about to fight, and Qin Guihe and Gui Yi will have to decide the outcome of the battle. But after all, this is the Devil's Palace. If Gui Yi is really allowed to die here, Qin Guihe can't justify it, and why is it that people come to pay birthday wishes on the bright side
So after the end of the war, Qin Guihe put the big knife across the neck of the old man Gui Yi, and said coldly: "Today I will spare you a dog's life, and if you dare to be arrogant in the Devil's Palace, your grandfather will chop you into pieces and feed the pigs. !" The voice fell, and Qin Guihe withdrew the big sword.
Unexpectedly, just as Qin Guihe put away the knife, Gui Yi turned over and took out a faint green orb from the ring.
Yu Qingzi exclaimed in shock, "Ghost King Pearl!"
As soon as these words landed, all the righteous people threw out their magic weapons in horror, fleeing far away, while protecting their juniors.
The Ghost King Orb is the Soul Orb condensed by the thousand-year-old ghost king. The conditions for the formation of a ghost king are extremely harsh. First of all, there must be great grievances before death, and secondly, the time of death must be in the yin year, the yin moon, the yin sun, and the yin time. In addition to this, he must recover from a godless ghost to a memory within an hour, and he must seek revenge for himself, but he must not succeed in seeking vengeance.
Combining the above three conditions, after ninety-nine-eighty-one days, the wronged soul can become the ghost king.
If the thousand-year-old ghost king is eliminated, the ghost king pearl will be formed. Once it is detonated, it can kill the monks in the middle stage of the calamity, and even seriously injured the monks in the early stage of Mahayana who are unstable!
Qin Guihe never imagined that it was just an argument between tongues, that this Gui Yi would actually use the precious Ghost King Pearl!
He raised his sword in horror and blocked it, only to hear Gui Yi angrily say: "Two hundred years ago, the deity was actually assigned to the army of your lowly demon cultivator, and he suffered humiliation under your hands! Qin Guihe, you gave the deity an order. Come!"
As soon as he heard this, Luo Jianqing suddenly understood that the second elder of the Broken Soul Sect originally came for Qin Guihe, the left guardian of the Magic Palace! It is false to unite with the righteous path to find the Demon Venerable, and it is true to avenge the revenge of being condescended to the highest level.
Luo Jianqing couldn't understand how Gui Yi had such a strange mind. When the two clans were at war, Mo Xiu was also an ally of the righteous path. It was normal for him to be assigned to Qin Guihe. However, people were unpredictable, Qin Guihe used his whole body to resist, and at the same time quickly retreated.
However, the Ghost King Pearl still exploded.
The faint ghost fire instantly lit up the entire hall, like a green full sun, spewing out terrifying energy.
At this moment, I saw a blood-colored figure slowly coming from the main entrance of the main hall. This person seems to be walking very slowly, but in the blink of an eye, he arrives in front of the Ghost King Pearl. He raised a jade-like hand and grabbed the exploding green ghost king bead into the palm of his hand.
boom!
The Ghost King Orb exploded in his palm, but it seemed to be imprisoned by something, and it didn't explode at all.
Bright red blood flowed down the man's hand, dripping dripping on the jade bricks of the hall. Luo Jianqing was stunned when he saw this scene. He looked at the thin back of the person who came, and he felt a little familiar. Before he could react, he saw Qin Guihe suddenly knelt on one knee and said, "Palace Master! If you are incompetent, please punish the palace lord!"
Luo Jianqing's heart trembled slightly, and a name suddenly came to mind—
Magic Qianqiu!
With just one hand, the Ghost King Orb, which can kill the great power of the transcendence period, was crushed, and even only suffered a little skin trauma! This kind of terrifying strength can only be achieved by their own masters and demons in the world.
Venerable Yuqingzi also breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Fortunately, the Demon Venerable has arrived, otherwise, with my cultivation, I will not be able to protect you." After a pause, Yuqingzi frowned, "But the Demon Venerable seems to have some strength. Going forward, if Junior Brother Xuan Lingzi is here, he can directly destroy the Ghost King Pearl without any injury, but the Demon Venerable shouldn’t have only skin injuries.”
With his back facing a group of righteous people, Mo Qianqiu looked down at Qin Guihe who was kneeling on the ground, and said lightly, "Go and be punished."
Qin Guihe breathed a sigh of relief and left quickly.
Then, Mo Qianqiu raised his eyes and looked at Gui Yi with a terrified face. He looked at it for a long time and asked, "Where's your hand?"
Gui Yi's lips moved, and before he could open his mouth, he let out a miserable cry. His left hand was cut off at the wrist, leaving only a smooth fracture!
Seeing this, Luo Jianqing was slightly startled, and his heart was a little chilled, but he still murmured subconsciously: "How do I remember... It seems to be the right hand?"
In the next moment, Gui Yi cried out in pain again, and the whole person slumped to the ground. I just listened to Mo Qianqiu's cold voice: "I was wrong just now, it's the right hand, do it again."
Luo Jianqing: "..."
Just a back figure left a great shock to many righteous juniors who had never seen Demon Venerable before. Luo Jianqing and Wei Qiongyin stood beside Venerable Yuqingzi, vigilant and vigilant; the Buddha kept fiddling with his beads and recited the Buddhist scriptures silently; Bai Ji had already taken out his long spear, exuding a trace of hostility all over his body.
However, this hostility is far less than the monstrous blood on Demon Venerable's body.
The Demon Venerable turned around slowly, and time seemed to slow down to a thousand years. When those cold bloody eyes stared at all of them, Luo Jianqing only felt that the blood all over his body seemed to freeze in an instant, and Wei Qiongyin, who was always calm, was even more so. Frightened, he fell back half a step.
With one look, everyone was shocked!
Luo Jianqing has never seen such a strong man.
His master has always been very gentle to him, and although he treats others coldly, he will not deliberately release coercion. In Taihua Mountain, although Venerable Hao Xingzi and Venerable Guanglingzi were also in the late stage of Mahayana, they were very kind and never showed their powers to their disciples.
At this time, Luo Jianqing finally understood why his master regarded Demon Venerable as a respectable opponent.
In terms of strength, Demon Venerable is far inferior to Master, but Master does not have the blood of millions of people!
Mozun is a complete devil, and when he appears, it will make the world angry and make ghosts cry.
Mo Qianqiu's eyes swept across the crowd calmly, and did not stay on anyone for a moment. After reading it, his figure suddenly disappeared, and when he reappeared, he was already sitting on the high throne.
There is only endless indifference on a sinister and beautiful face, black hair is smooth, and blood is bright. This demon is so beautiful that it is indistinguishable from male and female, but no one dares to admit him wrong. When he saw him, Luo Jianqing couldn't help thinking of Mo Qiu. However, when he looked closely, although Mo Qiu was good-looking, he was less fierce and terrifying than this Demon Venerable. The two were inexplicably similar. But when you look closely, it's completely different.
However, in any case, both of them were extremely good-looking. If Jie Zizhuo was allowed to take a look at Demon Venerable, he would probably say something that offended Mo Qiu at the beginning.
Thinking of this, Luo Jianqing was no longer nervous, and looked up at the blood-robed Demon Venerable on the throne.
Mozun's eyes never stayed on him for a moment, he just asked: "I heard that you want to give this deity a birthday greeting?"
Gui Yi, who had lost his hands, had already been pulled down for treatment by the people from the Broken Soul Sect. Everyone looked at each other, and no one dared to step forward. Back then, Patriarch Bai and Gui Yi had just grabbed the leader position of Venerable Yuqingzi, but at this time, he kept looking at Venerable Yuqingzi and didn't dare to say anything.
Yu Qingzi snorted coldly and stepped forward: "Yes, I wish you a birthday!"
During the conversation, there was not a trace of deliberate flattery at all, just because she was the peak master of Qinglan Peak in Taihua Mountain!
When the Demon Venerable saw Venerable Yuqingzi's attitude, he was not annoyed, but smiled: "From Taihua Mountain?"
Yu Qingzi raised his eyes: "Qinglan Peak."
The Demon Venerable asked again: "No one from Yuxiao Peak? I haven't seen Xuan Lingzi, the 400-year-old little boy, has he gone backwards in cultivation?"
Mozun's words are very tricky. People who cultivate self-cultivation have always been ranked according to their cultivation. For example, Luo Jianqing is much younger than Zuo Yunmo and others, but he is still a big brother. But Mozun now only talks about Xuan Lingzi's age, but doesn't talk about his cultivation. Obviously, he wants to outshine others.
This time, without waiting for Venerable Yuqingzi to speak, Luo Jianqing on the side stepped forward calmly, not afraid of coercion, and said sternly: "Luo Jianqing in the lower Taihua Mountain, Yuxiao Peak disciple. My teacher is all well, thank you Senior Mozun for your concern! "
This time, Mozun's sight fell on Luo Jianqing. A pair of blood-red peach blossom eyes were firmly fixed on the monk in Tsing Yi, staring earnestly, a faint smile flashed quickly, the Demon Venerable instantly turned cold again, and said indifferently: "The deity speaks, and you, the junior, interjected. Is there any room for it!"
As soon as the voice fell, Demon Venerable flicked his sleeves, planning to let Luo gradually back.
Unexpectedly, Luo Jianqing raised his head and said: "Junior is a descendant of Yuxiao Peak, a disciple of Venerable Xuan Lingzi! Since Mozun wants to call my master a senior, then the junior can also interject for Master! The master is healthy! , there is no need to worry about the Demon Venerable!"
After saying this, Venerable Yuqingzi showed satisfaction and joy on his face, but he put his arm in front of Luo Jianqing. They never needed to bow their heads to the Modao Palace in Taihua Mountain, not to mention that this Mozun wanted to suppress Xuanlingzi's junior brother, but although gradually Qing said it well, Mozun is not a good-tempered and reasonable person.
Unexpectedly, after Mozun heard Luo Jianqing's "disrespectful" words, a gorgeous face had a changeable expression, and his eyes were locked on Luo Jianqing's body. The latter was naturally not afraid and looked at him indifferently. The two looked at each other for a long time, but Mozun actually showed annoyance and gritted his teeth: "Luo Jianqing, this deity does not care about your junior, step down!"
Luo Jianqing did not retreat, and still stood beside Venerable Yuqingzi. Everyone just broke a cold sweat for him, but saw that Demon Venerable pretended not to see this matter, and continued the next thing.
The elders of the four major sects and the eight major families sent congratulations to the Demon Venerable in turn, and finally it was from Taihua Mountain.
Yuqingzi thought for a while, and handed a Na ring to Luo Jianqing's hand. Luo Jianqing understood, holding the Na ring in his hand, and walked up the jade steps step by step. Luo Jianqing said: "Taihua Mountain wishes the Demon Venerable a 2,700-year-old birthday, and a special birthday gift."
After speaking, Luo Jianqing put Na Jie on the jade plate aside, and before he left, he heard a cold voice ringing in his mind: "Luo Jianqing of Taihua Mountain, you are so rude, Are you really not afraid that the deity will kill you?"
When he heard the title of "Luo Jianqing of Taihua Mountain", Luo Jianqing was slightly stunned and felt a little familiar. He indifferently transmitted his voice over: "Why would Senior Demon Senior embarrass a junior? If the master who wants to come here is an old friend of the senior and the junior, he will definitely not embarrass the junior."
Mozun sneered: "This deity has always wanted to kill your master."
Luo Jian's voice transmission calmly said: "Then invite the seniors to go as you please, and the teacher will be waiting at Taihua Mountain."
"you!"
The sound transmission ended in a blink of an eye, Luo Jianqing turned around and left, who would have heard another sound transmission: "You angered the deity today, and I am not afraid that the deity will kill you, then if the deity tells you, the deity... I will kill you. What about Mo Qiu venting his anger?"
The footsteps stopped suddenly, Luo Jianqing turned around suddenly, his eyes were cold: "Mo Qiu is your apprentice!"
The Demon Venerable laughed: "So what, this Venerable is not short of this life."
Luo Jianqing looked at the Demon Venerable in silence for a long time, and finally said: "If you kill my life and death friend, I will kill you forever!"
When the voice fell, Luo Jianqing walked away and returned to Yu Qingzi's side. He didn't seem to have any special reaction on the surface, but his hands under his sleeves were already clenched. Demon cultivators have always been cold-blooded and ruthless, and the words of Demon Venerable... are not necessarily deceiving themselves. If it was because of his actions today, Mo Qiu...
Luo Jianqing's eyes turned red, and he gritted his teeth.
Sure enough, the Demon Venerable dared to threaten himself like this only because of his strength, and strength is the foundation of standing!
Mozun didn't notice Luo Jianqing's thoughts. After giving the birthday gift, Yu Qingzi took the initiative to ask about the blood spirit fruit. The Demon Venerable said calmly that it was the blood spirit fruit he grabbed by killing nine demon cultivators, it was meaningless, it was just for cultivation.
Hearing that Demon Venerable killed nine demon cultivators, although Yu Qingzi felt very shameless, he couldn't blame it. It's their own business to kill the demon cultivator. Anyway, the monks all over the world know how many people the devil has killed. If he can't break through, sooner or later, he will be reincarnated for more than three million lives, and he will also have his own retribution.
So, this "unworthy of the name" birthday prayer ended like this, everyone was about to go back to the house, but Yu Qingzi said coldly: "I still need to fight the life and death duel with the city lord of Yudu, Demon Venerable, you Would you like to be a witness?"
Hearing this, Mo Zun was slightly startled, glanced at Luo Jianqing, and asked, "What happened again?"
Yu Qingzi felt that the word "again" was a bit strange, but he didn't think much about it, and explained everything that happened in Yudu. When Mozun heard that they actually went to Yudu, a flash of light flashed in his eyes, and he casually glanced at Luo Jianqing. But after hearing the filthy thoughts of the city lord of Yudu, he slowly sank his face.
Demon Venerable waved his sleeves, only to hear a loud bang, and the fat city lord He Xiao rolled into the hall.
Originally, Mozun wanted to kill He Xiao directly, and he called it "give Taihua Mountain a face", but Luo Jianqing took a step forward and bowed his hands, saying: "Senior Mozun, this junior is willing to join this He Xiaoyi. war!"
Demon Venerable frowned slightly, but after a while, he nodded in agreement.
He Xiao didn't expect that Demon Venerable would kill him. He was so frightened that he almost urinated, but when he heard Luo Jianqing's request for his life, he was overjoyed and couldn't help himself. This beauty is so good-looking, how can she be so stupid, he can play slowly in the next fight, I don't know how long he can touch it, and where he touches...
A life-and-death duel began suddenly.
He Xiao looked righteous and awe-inspiring: "This fellow Taoist has a low cultivation level, you should attack first."
Luo Jianqing smiled when he heard the words. He raised his hand and took out a sharp sword from the sword pattern between his eyebrows. Luo Jianqing looked up at the lustful fat pig and asked, "Really?"
He Xiao nodded: "Really."
Luo Jianqing smiled softly, and the handsome and elegant face suddenly became a little more colorful, which made He Xiao look crazy and swallowed heavily. The two were only ten meters apart. He Xiao calmly watched Luo Jianqing pinching his hands, watching the blue light between his eyebrows, and watching the sword turned into a green lotus and attacked him.
At this time, He Xiao was still thinking in his heart: How come the beauty's sword is the same as the beauty, soft like a flower.
However, when the life-threatening Qinglian was approaching ten feet, He Xiao stiffened. Years of life-and-death fighting made him aware of a life crisis! He immediately mobilized the spiritual power in his body, and he didn't care about the requirements of suppressing his cultivation. He raised his sword and was ready to attack.
At this moment, the Demon Venerable said in a low voice, "Your cultivation level is more than half a step out of your body, so surrender to this Venerable!"
In an instant, the majestic spiritual power in He Xiao's body was restrained by a terrifying pressure. He watched in horror as the green lotus penetrated through his body, entered from his chest, and came out from behind his heart. From the beginning to the end, Qinglian was still cold and peerless, and the Shuangfu sword was returned to Luo Jianqing's hands. One person and one sword were both beautiful.
He Xiao suddenly knelt down on his knees, spitting out blood from his mouth.
Seeing this, Luo Jianqing didn't bother to pay attention to this shameless person. He just used the "Lian Kai Yi Jian" directly, coupled with the "Dao Cao Cao" in "Nine Duo Tian Lu", which destroyed He Xiao's heart and meridians. The power of seizing karma is really bizarre. Those remnant souls of male cultivators who were once insulted by He Xiao will continue to eat away at his damaged meridians. Although they won't die, they will also make him a waste forever.
Luo Jianqing cupped his hands and said, "The disciple does not disgrace his mission."
Venerable Yuqingzi smiled and nodded, but before he opened his mouth, he saw a light of blood penetrating between He Xiao's eyebrows.
Luo Jianqing turned his head to look in surprise, only to hear the cold voice of Mozun: "What does the deity want you to do, just apologize to the people of Taihua Mountain for your dog's life."
Luo Jianqing: "..."
Originally, Luo Jianqing was going to bring this He Xiao back to Yudu, so that he could "enjoy and enjoy" the taste of the male cultivators who were raped and raped... Forget it, let's not mention it, this Demon Venerable is really not good. will torture people.
Now, the birthday prayer is over, the blood spirit fruit has been asked clearly, and the duel of life and death has also been resolved.
For a while, everyone planned to rest for another night in the Magic Palace and leave the next day.
That night, Luo Jianqing returned to his wing, and did not cultivate with peace of mind as he said to Yu Qingzi. He flipped his hand and took out a jade card from the Na ring, infiltrated his spiritual power, and after a while, a blood-colored figure appeared in his wing.
Luo Jianqing didn't expect the Demon Venerable to come so quickly, he stepped forward and bowed his hands and said, "Senior Demon Venerable."
Mozun looked down at him, Luo Jianqing was lowering his head at the moment, and did not notice the ridicule and smile in Mozun's eyes. When he looked up again, Mozun had already returned to his indifferent appearance and asked: "Xuanling I want you to look for the deity, what's the matter?"
Luo Jianqing put one hand on his lower abdomen, and saw the Demon Venerable frown, but the next moment, a blood-colored fruit suddenly emerged from his lower abdomen. When the blood spirit fruit left the body, Luo Jianqing felt the pain as if his soul was torn apart. Large drops of sweat appeared on his forehead, and his face gradually paled, but he gritted his teeth and took out the whole blood spirit fruit.
When he took it out, Luo Jianqing's mouth was oozing blood, and he finally understood why his master wanted him to go to the Demon Palace and then hand over things to Demon Venerable. At this moment, he is very weak and needs a strong man to heal himself, and the power of the blood spirit fruit is constantly escaping in the air, and no one can stop the loss of spiritual power.
Seeing this, Demon Venerable opened his eyes wide, subconsciously forgot his identity, directly pulled Luo Jianqing, and asked anxiously: "What are you doing, Luo Jianqing!"
Luo Jianqing looked pale, put the blood spirit fruit with both hands, and said: "Return to the original owner."
The demon was speechless.
But after a long time, Mozun took back the blood spirit fruit, and he put one hand on Luo Jianqing's back to start healing for him. After a quarter of an hour, Luo Jianqing's injuries all recovered, but Mozun did not leave. He frowned and asked, "Do you know that once you lose this blood spirit fruit, your cultivation will slow down in the future?"
Luo Jianqing nodded slightly: "Junior knows."
"Then why do you want to return it? Since the deity didn't kill you, I naturally didn't think about taking it back."
Luo Jianqing raised his eyes and looked at the Demon Venerable in front of him, and said seriously: "Senior, the younger generation has heard from the master that you should want to impact the spirit transformation period. The less people know about this kind of thing, the better, so the younger generation does not know about it. Debunking your words in the main hall. Although the righteous people have always been incompatible with the demons, if you can break through, it will be a big deal for the human race. The younger generation wants to break through the spirit transformation period, no matter how talented they are, no matter what. You have to wait for one or two hundred years, and as a demon cultivator, your strength is far superior to those of the same realm. If you break through, the human race will gain true peace from now on."
The demon was silent.
After a long time, he asked: "The human race is peaceful, and the contract from a hundred years ago is also gone?"
Luo Jianqing was stunned when he heard the words, thought about it, and nodded: "Yes."
"Hehe, Xuan Lingzi has a good abacus."
Luo Jianqing didn't understand this sentence, but Demon Venerable didn't leave his room for a long time. The two stared at each other with big eyes and small eyes. Luo gradually felt that this situation seemed to have happened many times, but no matter how much she thought about it, she couldn't think of a reason.
When Mo Zun was really willing to leave, Luo Jianqing sent him away. Before leaving, Mozun suddenly grabbed Luo Jianqing's right hand and pressed it in his palm, leaving a mark.
After Mozun left, Luo Jianqing inexplicably looked at the word "Autumn" flashing red in the palm of his hand, thinking for a long time but couldn't come up with a clue.
"What the hell is going on with this Demon Venerable? What did he do with his name written on my hand? No, it's not good to put this word in the palm of your hand, and you must wipe it off before returning to Taihua Mountain. If it doesn't work, I will find Yu Senior Uncle Qingzi take a look, she definitely has an idea."
Mo Qianqiu, who was eavesdropping not far away: "..."
Oh shit! This deity is going to kill you idiot! ! !
On the second day, Luo Jianqing left with the elders of Taihua Mountain. The Demon Venerable did not reappear, and the left protector Qin Guihe was also being punished, so it was the right protector Qin Siyi who came to see them off. The guardian in black directly sent them to the bottom of the magic mountain, turned around and left without saying a word of nonsense.
Seeing him like this, this group of righteous Daoist Xiu felt dissatisfied, but didn't say anything. After all, his younger brother and lover is being punished innocently because of Gui Yi of the Broken Soul Sect. It is already good that he does not shake his face, so do you want to say something nice
Everyone walked to the border of the Demon Realm together. This time, with the experience, there was no need for anyone to lead the way, and everyone walked directly along the road when they came.
But there is something very interesting. It is said that although Gui Yi has broken his hands, but there is the elixir of the Soul Broken Sect, it should have been born long ago. The strange thing was that his hands couldn't grow out. Whenever the medicinal power of the elixir reached the broken part of his hands, it would be swallowed up by a blood-colored demonic energy and disappeared completely.
Along the way, I could only hear that Gui Yi constantly cursing Demon Venerable.
In front of others, he didn't even dare to take a breath, and even cried like a grandson, but after leaving the Magic Palace, he dared to scold anything. Hearing some words, Luo Jianqing frowned and said to his junior sister, "Don't listen to such smoky words."
Wei Qiongyin nodded and said to his senior brother who loves his junior and junior sisters, "So does senior brother."
In this way, after more than ten days, everyone finally saw the big river that separates Demon Territory and Yunzhou. Venerable Yuqingzi immediately took out the flying pagoda, and the elders of Mount Taihua went up together. Luo Jianqing became the last one. He kept turning his head to look in the direction of the Magic Palace. He always felt that he had overlooked something, but he couldn't remember it.
Yu Qingzi stood under the pagoda and said lightly, "Jianqing, come up."
Luo Jianqing immediately turned around and stepped up. Unexpectedly, just as he was about to enter, a black demonic energy surged forward, grabbing Luo Jianqing and running away!
Yu Qingzi's eyes widened, and she quickly took out the whisk to meet her, but she didn't know that the monstrous demonic energy actually knocked her flying, and in the blink of an eye, she disappeared into the horizon with Luo Jianqing.
Yuqingzi's eyes turned red: "Gradually clear!"
Master Guiyuanzong, who had not left, also squeezed the Buddha beads tightly and opened his eyes wide: "The magic cultivator in the early days of Mahayana!"
Venerable Yuqingzi was very angry and was about to go to the Demon Palace to ask for an explanation, but Master Guiyuanzong said: "No! Everyone knows that there are only five Mahayana demons in the Demon Palace, and there are six Mahayana demons in the world. Xiu is not under the management of the Magic Palace. According to the poor monk, this person is definitely not a magic cultivator of the Magic Palace. If it is really a magic cultivator of the Magic Palace, why do you need to wait until now?"
Hearing this, Yu Qingzi gradually calmed down, she squeezed her whisk tightly, and said with guilt: "I am incompetent, I can't protect my nephew. Please help me to take care of my disciples in Taihua Mountain and take them home. Yuanzong has settled down temporarily. I will leave now, rush back to Taihua Mountain at full speed, and report the matter to Senior Brother Hao Xingzi and... Senior Brother Xuan Lingzi."