Begin immortality by slaying demons.

Chapter 581: You have to follow the rules when you come to Nanhong
Xuanyue City belongs to Nanyang Sect.

Among the many vassal forces, it is one of the few that is willing to provide a place for mortals to live.

It was also because of this that the area under their jurisdiction was too large, with a total of 300 cities, which led to many disputes between them and demons. Fortunately, they had the protection of the Tianjian Sect, and nothing major had ever happened.

The only accident that happened was that when the Tianjian Sect handed them over to the Nanyang Sect, they were targeted by the turtle demon under the command of the seven dragon grandsons of the Ke family, who tried to forcefully marry the city lord's daughter, and they were almost held hostage by the water tribe and turned into the demon's lackeys.

Fortunately, Sect Master Shen took action personally and calmed the storm.

As he received more and more news, City Lord Yin could be seen with his own eyes how this young sect master climbed to the top step by step and stood on equal footing with the other sect masters.

During the Seven Sons Conference, the other party displayed shockingly ruthless methods. While beheading Tianjian Sect's elder Liu Xingshan, he also completely secured his position as Sect Master.

This is a great thing for Xuanyue City.

According to common sense, under the protection of such a young and talented sect leader, the future development of Xuanyue City should be smooth sailing.

But he really didn't expect that Nanhong would become like this in such a short time.

"call."

In the City Lord's Mansion, Yin Qizhan leaned back in his chair, his hands constantly rubbing the letter sent from the Immortal Sect. Although he had read it many times, even to the point of knowing it by heart, he still refused to put it down.

Yin Yajun looked at the green tea on the table that had already gone cold, and walked over slowly, intending to get a new cup for her father.

"No need, I'll go out and take a look."

Yin Qizhan raised his hand slightly, closed his eyes, and silently recited a few words from the letter in his heart: Be careful.

He stood up, a hint of bitterness on his face.

As the only Baiyujing cultivator here, Yin Qizhan knew better than anyone how dangerous the situation was that could cause the seven major immortal sects to send out such news.

These four seemingly useless words are the only thing he can do now.

"father……"

Yin Yajun hesitated for a moment, but still whispered: "Even Sect Master Shen can't protect us?"

When she was sent into the sedan chair by the turtle demon, she remembered the figure in black clothes at a glance.

Later, I had the honor to follow my father to attend the Seven Sons Conference.

At that conference, the young man changed his black shirt into a loose white robe from Nanyang, sitting on the steps of heaven like a bright sun, making people feel dazed.

It was hard for her to imagine that there was something in this world that the young sect leader could not do.

Hearing this, Yin Qizhan paused for a moment, pondered for a long time, and did not respond, but just smiled helplessly.

This letter represents the opinions of the seven sect leaders, and Sect Leader Shen, who Xuanyue City relies on, is the youngest of the seven. Even the Seven Sons of Nanhong are helpless, so Sect Leader Shen is probably even more helpless.

"Just leave it to fate."

Yin Qizhan walked out of the main hall. He had tried his best to face it with an optimistic attitude, but the reality was that if a demonic disaster really struck, then Xuanyue City, which was much larger than other vassal forces, would definitely be the piece of delicious meat that the demons could not ignore.

Thinking of this, he flew into the air and looked around.

For some reason, perhaps it was because of too much pressure in his heart, Yin Qizhang, as a cultivator of a high level, actually felt a rare chill, which made him instinctively want to tighten his clothes.

He took a deep breath, and when his hand touched his collar, the city lord finally realized that something was wrong.

He placed his fingers on the wings of his nose and rubbed them gently. Looking at the glaring red on his knuckles, he realized that due to the inexplicable coldness, blood plasma had overflowed from his nasal cavity, but before it could flow down, it had already frozen into crystals.

"..."

As one of the four top vassal forces under the Nanyang Sect, City Lord Yin had seen many terrifying monsters, but at this moment, he looked towards the ocean behind Xuanyue City with blank eyes.

After seeing the endless empty waters.

The confusion in his eyes quickly turned into shock and fear.

Yin Qizhan turned around quickly and looked sadly at the three hundred cities behind him. His body suddenly became much more hunched.

It was obvious that Xuanyue City had been targeted by demons, but they were not even qualified to see them!
"I should...be careful now..."

Yin Qizhan murmured to himself, his hoarse voice filled with trance and despair.

At the same time, in the vast waters that were beyond the reach of sight, a withered figure slowly fell from the sky, his tattered cloth fluttering in the wind, his slightly dirty feet hanging down, and his strange toes lightly tapped the water.

In an instant, an invisible ripple quickly spread out on the water surface, and the rippled green waves quietly solidified, like ferocious claws!

In the blink of an eye, thousands of miles are frozen.

ka ka ka-

Along with the teeth-grinding sound, it seemed as if a cold mountain appeared out of nowhere!

While taking away the lives of all aquatic creatures in the range, the frost swept towards Xuanyue City at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The ancestor walked on the iceberg, moving forward neither hurriedly nor slowly.

The breath of those creatures gathered from the ice and flowed into the soles of his feet, adding a bit of vitality to his withered body.

"Let me remind you that the ancestor is really hungry, so don't tempt me again."

He turned his head to look somewhere, opened his mouth, revealing a mouthful of ugly teeth, and laughed in a sinister voice.

In the direction that Hanshan Laozu was looking, it was unknown how far away it was.

Behind Deng Xiangjun, there were five balls of white fire swirling in the shape of a wheel. As they spun, they turned into a terrifying sea of ​​fire that engulfed everything in sight. In this sea of ​​fire, the frozen waters beneath her feet quickly melted.

However, he could only influence an area of ​​several hundred miles and provide himself with a safe foothold.

Going further, even the white sea of ​​fire seemed to solidify like a solid entity.

"I also remind you that this is the territory of the Nanhong Seven Sons."

Deng Xiangjun stepped out of the flames, with a fierce look on his face that had not been seen in many years: "I am indeed just a pill in your mouth that you can take at will, but my brothers and sisters are not dead yet."

I thought I had already accepted the loss of some vassal forces.

But when he saw with his own eyes how easily and efficiently the great demon in the heavenly realm slaughtered ordinary creatures, Deng Xiangjun still felt a surge of rage in his heart.

Just relying on this magical power of coldness, let alone Xuanyue City, the other party wants to swallow up all the vassals of Nanyang Sect, nearly one million cultivators, but it is just a matter of moving forward a little.

"That……"

Patriarch Hanshan slowly put away his smile and said calmly: "Let them come over."

After saying that, he curled the corners of his lips slightly and walked forward quietly.

The ancestor came from Hanshan and was determined to swallow up half of this world before he could dispel his unhappiness.

The strongest monster in Xihong Land, when he came down the mountain for the first time, made Nanhong see what true terror was.

As for the people mentioned by Deng Xiangjun.

laugh--

He is just a prisoner trapped in Nanlong Palace. There is no chance for him to get out. He would have come a long time ago.

Besides, he had deliberately destroyed the Taoist token on Deng Xiangjun's body before, and the time he bought was enough for him to eat and drink.

In Xuanyue City.

Under the erosion of the cold, Yin Qizhan, who was in the sky, trembled all over, but refused to fall down to avoid the cold.

He didn't do anything useless, but just stared at the vast water.

At least... at least see with your own eyes how you and others died.

Soon, a touch of blue came into Yin Qizhan's sight, like an extremely huge monster rushing towards him, swallowing up everything around it and turning it into a part of its body.

Thousands of miles away, just a blink of an eye.

This towering icy mountain completely occupied Yin Qizhan's entire vision. In front of it, all living creatures seemed so small.

The claws transformed by the green waves at the foot of the mountain finally climbed onto the land! It was as if a ferocious beast jumped out of the water and stepped onto Xuanyue City, then rolled over unstoppably and swallowed up everything on the earth.

Yin Qizhang had almost seen the ending.

In such a strong chill, his breathing became as rapid as a broken gong and he almost fainted until he heard a violent snapping sound in his ears!

Click, click, click!
He clenched his neck, veins bulging on the back of his hands, and forced himself to open his eyes and look.

But on the top of the iceberg, there appeared a thin figure in tattered clothes. Although he was dressed so shabbily, his expression was like a king looking down at him, majestic and indifferent.

As for the cracking sound, it came from the edge of the land. The moment those hideous claws of the glacier climbed up, they shattered one after another.

The "soldiers" of the Glacier Lord actually have places they cannot set foot in? !

boom!
The next moment, the spreading coldness suddenly rolled back, and the entire frozen water area shattered at the same time, and even the huge and majestic Hanshan Mountain collapsed downwards a lot!
Patriarch Hanshan's figure couldn't help but shake.

It was this subtle movement that completely destroyed his domineering aura.

Yin Qizhan suddenly felt much better. He loosened his hands around his neck and looked up in a daze.

I saw it in front of Xuanyue City and the three hundred cities under its jurisdiction... No, to be precise, it was in front of the many vassal forces of Nanyang Sect!
A slightly thin figure stood in the air.

The slim black armor on his body glowed with a light even colder than the glacier. His hair was tied up with a gorgeous crown. Under the slightly swaying hair was a young and handsome face with a calm expression, and no one could tell whether he was happy or angry.

The dark clouds swayed in the wind, like a huge cloud cape!
The three hundred miles in front of him was the boundary, as if it was a world of its own, and evil spirits could not invade.

"Sect Master Shen..."

Yin Qizhan clearly put down his hand, but suddenly felt suffocated.

Although the other party had changed his attire, any monk who had participated in the Seven Sons Conference would remember this familiar face.

According to the letter sent by the seven major immortal sects of Nanhong, it is impossible for the other party to appear here.

But now, Sect Master Shen has really come.

And I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but Yin Qizhang always feels that…

In front of Sect Master Shen, the ragged monster on the glacier is still like a king, but he is facing the sky, so even as a king, he still needs to bow his head.

"Is there any mistake?"

Deng Xiangjun, who arrived late, looked towards the direction of Xuanyue City in surprise.

Obviously, it was himself who found Sect Master Shen, not the other two brothers.

But when Deng Xiangjun saw it with her own eyes, she began to doubt whether she had found the wrong person.

The Sect Leader Shen in his impression didn't seem to have such a terrifying aura, and he actually gave him the illusion that he was suppressing Patriarch Hanshan!
Moreover, only a short time had passed since we last parted.

"..."

Patriarch Hanshan silently watched the changes at the intersection of land and water. After confirming that his magical powers were blocked and he could not break through the inexplicable obstacle, he finally let out a breath slowly.

"My dear friend, I have come from afar to be your guest. Are you really not going to give me a single bite to eat?"

He raised his eyes to the indifferent figure in the sky, and bowed meticulously, showing his rotten teeth again: "Is it in accordance with etiquette?"

Patriarch Hanshan was indeed unwilling to become the vanguard of the Dragon Palace and attract most of the hatred of the Seven Sons of Nanhong.

After all, no one wants to be bitten by a dying beast. That can be fatal.

But this does not mean that, when he was driven here by Xilong Palace and could not go back, he would be willing to stay in Nanhong honestly and do nothing until the situation in Wan Yao Palace took a turn for the better, and then return to the destroyed Hanshan in disgrace.

To suppress him to this level of frustration, at least Ye Jiu would have to step in personally, not even Qi Yansheng could do it.

It is definitely not something that a young Earth Realm cultivator can do by relying on mysterious methods to hold on.

"The ancestor is talking to you about etiquette."

Hanshan Patriarch slowly clenched his fists and laughed hoarsely: "Young friend, are you willing to talk?"

In just a few words, a cold murderous intent emerged from the laughter.

Obviously, Patriarch Hanshan has already made a decision. As for whether to engage in a life-and-death battle, it depends on how the young sect leader responds.

"..."

Hearing this, Shen Yi quietly looked down at the hunched figure below.

Under the watchful eyes of Yin Qizhan and Deng Xiangjun.

Against the backdrop of the cold black armor, a slightly vicious smile suddenly appeared on Shen Yi's fair face.

He even raised his chopsticks, and a fat fish on the plate suddenly opened its mouth and started talking about etiquette.

It's really... how ridiculous.

The next moment, Shen Yi casually raised his palm, with his slender five fingers gently rising.

The entire sky began to shake in an instant.

Others only felt that the sky and earth changed color, but they did not feel anything actually. Only the rotten teeth of Old Ancestor Hanshan suddenly clenched together, and his clasped fists went from trembling slightly to shaking violently.

His dirty bare feet suddenly sank, and with a deafening roar, the entire glacier suddenly cracked and collapsed layer by layer at a lightning speed. In a blink of an eye, it completely shattered and turned into floating ice.

On the largest piece of ice, Old Ancestor Hanshan's knees were bent, making a creaking sound.

He nearly gritted his teeth, the veins on his neck coiled like a dragon, he held his head high, his eyes wide open, staring at the black-armored figure above him.

boom--

However, with such a ferocious and ferocious expression, his body sank inch by inch, and with an insignificant muffled sound, he completely knelt down on the piece of ice.

Patriarch Hanshan loosened his clenched fists and stared at his knees with a blank expression.

He indeed had not expected that a cultivator at the Earth Realm could display a spell comparable to the most advanced magical powers with just a wave of his hand.

This immortal method has reached perfection!

"Cough-cough-"

Deng Xiangjun stared at the scene in front of her in a daze, and was suddenly choked.

The old monster who had been so arrogant in front of him before, knelt down in front of Sect Master Shen as soon as they met. It's really polite.

Of course, complaints are complaints.

With Deng Xiangjun's vision, she could certainly see what mysterious methods Sect Master Shen used in the first confrontation, and that the old demon Hanshan had only suffered a loss due to being caught off guard, and was far from showing his true strength.

But Shen Yi actually practiced that kind of magic to the end in a short period of time. Such understanding is completely unreasonable and really daunting.

And, just based on the situation of this first confrontation.

Deng Xiangjun put her heart back in her stomach. It was hard to say who would win or lose. After all, Patriarch Hanshan had not yet revealed his demonic form, and the opponent, who had experienced a great deal of killing, must have a few tricks up his sleeve. But at least Sect Master Shen's life was safe, and there was a high probability that he could protect the countless lives behind him.

It's simply outrageous... something that even Junior Sister Ji might not be able to do, was actually accomplished by Sect Leader Shen!
Yin Qizhang was only a cultivator from Baiyujing and did not have the vision of Deng Xiangjun.

He only knew that the slightly frail figure in front of him seemed like an insurmountable mountain and an unbridgeable chasm no matter how difficult the situation was.

The greatest luck for us in this life is that we can live behind this mountain, watch the wind and rain, and not get our clothes wet.

"..."

Shen Yi looked down at Patriarch Hanshan and did not retract his hand. Instead, he clenched it. It seemed as if a thousand feet of black golden light spanned the land and water, and then quickly condensed into a straight black sword with golden patterns in his palm.

The brief fight before had given me a rough understanding of the strength of this big monster.

Here, we don’t care about etiquette, but rules.

And at this moment, Shen Yi's rules are Nan Hong's rules.

(End of this chapter)