Begin immortality by slaying demons.

Chapter 595

The sky is calm and the sea is peaceful.

There was only a light rain, which fell on the Nanhong land with the faint sound of dragon roar.

Starting from the Baohua Sect located at the junction of Xihong and Nanhong to the seven major immortal sects in the border areas, everyone saw the rain.

Many cultivators and living beings who had been feeling uneasy because they had seen the huge yellow poisonous dragon tumbling and fighting in the clouds not long ago, were now staring at the sky in a daze.

"Gudong."

The two leaders of the Banshan Sect stood side by side. The younger one turned his head and opened his mouth but didn't know what to say.

Old Man Huang was silent for a long time, then he grabbed the other person's arm and said sternly, "Stop Nanhong!"

It’s ridiculous.

He was ready to take part in a brutal battle. After all, throughout the existence of Hongze, no cultivator had ever tried to actually destroy a dragon palace.

It's already very good to be able to keep your life at the hands of this group of dragons. If you can live with a little more dignity, it will have proved the strength of your own.

Even the Wuliang Daohuang Sect can only be said to be able to barely compete with the Beilong Palace.

There was only one case like the Seven Sons of Nanhong who could suppress Nanlong Palace and briefly dominate the Four Hongs.

But Sect Leader Huang never thought that this war, which would most likely affect the land and water areas of Xihong and Nanhong, would end before it even began.

Once the Seven Nanhong Sects were ready to take action, the Nanlong Palace, which seemed to be able to compete with the Seven Sects, did not even have the slightest ability to fight back and was slaughtered without a trace.

It made him feel as if he was in a dream and it was not real.

It turned out that Sect Master Shen arranged for the two of them to wait in Baohua Sect because of this... With the locations of Banshan Sect and Baohua Sect, they could completely seal off what happened in Nanhong here and prevent it from leaking out.

"Master Baohua, thank you for your help."

The two masters of the Moving Mountain Sect reacted very quickly and bowed to the old woman.

"I understand."

The leader of the Baohua Sect gently patted her disciple's shoulder, seemingly to comfort him, but in fact she was also trying to hide the shock in her eyes that lingered for a long time.

Only a cultivator like her who knew the seven sects' predecessors so well could understand that what happened today was absolutely impossible for those predecessors to accomplish. This swift and resolute style of action was totally inconsistent with the character of the Lingyue Sect Master.

This also explains why the Seven Sects did not consult with the Baohua Sect before taking action.

And the cultivator who had fought with the Southern Dragon King in the clouds earlier was only the figure in black robe.

"Sect Master Shen..."

The leader of the Baohua Sect looked in the direction of the Seven Sects with awe.

I recalled the rumors I had heard when chatting with Xuan Qing. It was said that when Sect Master Shen left the precious land of Nanyang for the first time, he was full of demon blood. The group of people who followed him, although their cultivation was low due to many factors, all of them had the temperament of a dragon and phoenix among men.

However, these people respect him as if he were a god.

It was not until he actually experienced a similar thing that Sect Master Baohua understood how that group of people felt at the time.

After the Seven Sons Conference ended, Sect Leader Shen rested for a day under the care of herself and Xuan Qing. At the time, she found it a little funny why this young cultivator, who had not yet achieved the Dao, was so worried.

Now I know what terrible things are hidden in the other person's heart.

Perhaps only by doing this can we truly get an explanation for the Nanyang tragedy caused by Xuan Qing's incident?
……

The desolate white jade dragon pillar guards a huge sun from Nanyang.

On the broad and flat reception platform, there used to be only a wooden body sitting cross-legged for 100,000 years. Although it is a little more lively now, after all, the Nanyang Sect has a weak foundation and cannot participate in too many things. In addition, the atmosphere in Nanhong has been tense recently, so only two or three figures will pass by occasionally.

Today is different.

All the disciples from the seven major immortal sects came out, even the outer disciples in the Qi training stage, rushed to the outside of the formation out of curiosity, not to mention the elders and deacons.

All of a sudden, there was a huge crowd of people, all kinds of treasures soared into the sky, and many figures filled the mountains and rivers.

What brought them together was only this seemingly ordinary drizzle and the dragon's roar that suddenly echoed earlier.

"It was a little... too sudden."

Liu Shiqian stood quietly in front of the crowd. He was already the most stable of all, and his cultivation was the only one in the Hedao realm besides the seven sect masters.

But at this moment, the thin body wrapped in the long gown was still trembling slightly.

"I thought you were used to it."

A humble voice suddenly sounded in Liu Shiqian's ears. He sideways glanced at the person who came with a little surprise.

This Taoist disciple of the Tianjian Sect, who was known for his arrogance, actually used honorifics to address himself.

Su Hongxiu smiled complicatedly: "After all...if it weren't for you, Sect Master Shen's impression of us would have been extremely bad."

The Dragon King was seriously injured and fell into the water, and then the world changed dramatically.

They all saw how ferocious and cruel that tall figure in black was.

With such astonishing strength, if he can kill the Dragon King, he can also kill others.

The other party had never shown this side of him to the Seven Sects of Nanhong, and most of it was thanks to the Elder Liu in front of him.

Taoist disciples came over one after another, including Bai Wu from Qingyue Sect, and they all bowed to Liu Shiqian in silence.

"..."

Liu Shiqian waved his hand and was about to speak, but suddenly he sensed something and turned his gaze to the sky again.

I saw the three Earth Realm Sect Masters, headed by Deng Xiangjun, appearing together. They did not show themselves in the form of shadows, but stood in front of the seven sects with solemn faces, looking into the distance at the end of the water.

Immediately afterwards, two more figures quickly came over.

With Qi Yansheng's support, Ye Jiu tried hard to keep his body upright, but whether it was the tattered sect leader's robe or the horrific injuries all over his body, they all showed how bad his condition was.

As the sharpest sword among the seven sects, he should not show weakness.

After all, this would cause unnecessary panic.

But at this moment, all the sect leaders seemed not to care about this at all.

This can only mean one thing, that is, Nan Hong no longer has any use for this sword.

All the evil enemies ahead will be killed without the need for a sharp sword to intimidate them.

Upon seeing this, the elders and disciples realized something, and took the opportunity to verify their ridiculous guesses. As a result, everyone's hearts were beating at the same time.

For a moment, the only sound left in the Seven Sects was the sound of heavy breathing.

Until finally a stream of light appeared at the end of the sky.

As the only female leader among the seven sects, and possessing such a cool and fairy-like appearance, Ji Jingxi always attracts everyone's attention whenever she appears.

But at this moment, everyone's eyes were focused on her.

At the Seven Sons Conference, the young cultivator, wearing a white Nanyang robe, calmly stepped onto the heavenly steps and sat on the throne. He was backed by six powerful men in the Hedao realm. However, some people still questioned his identity as the sect leader in their hearts, and they had to risk Liu Xingshan's life to convince them.

Now, Shen Yi was wearing a blood-stained shirt, with messy hair, and even looked a little embarrassed.

But when he lowered his eyes and glanced at them in doubt, everyone lowered their heads subconsciously.

"call."

The moment he saw the other person, Qi Yansheng let out a long sigh, and his heart finally settled down.

He suddenly took a step forward and clasped his fists first: "Welcome, Nanyang Sect Master!"

Including Ye Jiu, the remaining sect leaders raised their palms in unison.

In an instant, many figures scattered across the mountains and the sky all expressed their excitement with flushed faces: "We respectfully welcome the Nanyang Sect Master!"

The shouts pierced the sky.

Ji Jingxi stood quietly behind Shen Yi and glanced at him with some curiosity.

It was discovered that this handsome young man looked normal, but only upon closer inspection could one notice that his body was slightly tense.

This small detail made Ji Jingxi slightly stunned for a moment.

It was not until then that she finally saw a hint of youth in Shen Yi. It turned out that apart from cruelty and brutality, he also had such an interesting side.

"Do we need to gather them together to discuss what to do next?" Ji Jingxi slowly moved forward and brought up the business, hoping to divert Shen Yi's attention.

After all, according to the other party's habits, there is a high probability that they will directly plunder back to Nanyang Sect, but now Shen Yi's identity is different from before. This time in Nanyang, even staying for a moment longer will be a huge encouragement to the people of the seven sects.

She used the word "convene".

But even the proudest Ye Jiu did not raise any objection to this, but instead felt it was natural.

On the path of spiritual practice, age is never a factor in determining one’s priority.

In any aspect, Shen Yi has already surpassed this group of older generation monks.

"No, I haven't figured it out yet. Let's wait and see."

Shen Yi shook his head and stepped into the precious land of Nanyang in full view of everyone.

Only Ji Jingxi was left standing there in a daze.

Haven’t decided yet? Want to wait and see?
If it were someone else, they would definitely think that this was Shen Yi's excuse, perhaps because he didn't trust them, but Ji Jingxi inexplicably felt that... what the other party said seemed to be true.

Almost everyone felt that this was a big move that Sect Leader Shen had planned long ago.

Otherwise, how could it be possible to be so perfect and seamless.

The result is just a helpless move by the other party to take one step at a time?

Ji Jingxi did not underestimate Shen Yi at all. Instead, she felt that this young man was becoming more and more terrifying. Besides, she also felt a little distressed.

This helpless act can illustrate how much pressure Sect Master Shen is under.

Carrying the lives of millions of people, it is like being on the edge of a bottomless abyss with only a thin rope under your feet, and you cannot take even a single wrong step. This kind of caution is something that ordinary people cannot endure.

Thinking of this, Ji Jingxi raised his eyes and looked forward.

Even though Shen Yi had already returned to Nanyang Sect, many cultivators were still staring at the reception platform with excitement and awe, refusing to leave for a long time.

……

Nanyang’s treasure land, the palace on the top of the mountain.

Shen Yi sat upright in the hall, like a wild beast returning from hunting, licking his wounds silently.

Compared to the previous bustle, he enjoyed this hard-earned tranquility more.

Only the clearest thoughts can prevent you from making mistakes.

Now he has finally taken control of Nan Hong's spiritual energy from heaven and earth, but he still has a long way to go before he can fight against the immortals.

And there's only one chance.

If he fails, Immortal Hongze will definitely report to the Immortal Court that he possesses such a strange method of stealing immortal power.

Shen Yi now had no idea about the so-called Immortal Palace, and was not sure how those beings who were high above and looking down on the human world would view what was happening to him.

But he was used to thinking the worst of everything.

"You can only win, you can't lose."

Shen Yi muttered to himself and killed the Southern Dragon King, which meant that there was no room for maneuver in this matter.

Thinking of this, not only was there no fear in his eyes, but they became even deeper and calmer. Only a trace of ripples was hidden deep in his pupils, which was a faint hint of murderous intent.

He had other options.

For example, let Qinghua go to the Immortal Court to inquire first and pave the way for himself.

But when the Immortal Hongze "welcomes" Qinghua back to Beihong, one of them must die in Hongze.

boom--

The huge dragon corpses turned into rivers of blood in the sky. All the dragon descendants of the Southern Dragon Palace turned into the purest blood and poured into the sea of ​​consciousness between Shen Yi's eyebrows.

Ke Shisan had already stood up from the throne.

It opened its arms to welcome the power of the entire clan.

Sure enough, as the first branch hall master to follow the master, how could the other party treat him unfairly.

"Roar!"

Under the intense burning sensation, Ke Shisan couldn't help but let out a deafening dragon roar!

Apart from several dragon sons in the Hedao realm and many dragon grandchildren in Baiyujing, the invincible Southern Dragon King in the late Tian realm is the most precious tonic.

The powerful demonic power raged in the Hall of Ten Thousand Demons, turning into a scarlet storm.

Pushing Ke Shisan's realm to an unprecedented peak.

"Isn't that enough?"

Shen Yi felt the changes in Ke Shisan and raised his eyebrows slightly.

The threshold from the late heavenly realm to perfection is so difficult to cross. No wonder the Southern Dragon King has not been able to take this step completely after 100,000 years.

But in addition to these delicacies, Shen Yi also had a lot of fly legs in his hands.

Dragon nature is inherently licentious.

The most loyal guards of the dragon's sons and grandsons all have some Yellow Evil Poison Dragon blood in them, but it's just more mixed.

Shen Yi carefully peeled them all out to help himself, the Lord of the East Palace, take the last step!
"Xuan Jian is willing to sacrifice his remaining body to protect my Lord's supreme law for thousands of lifetimes!"

Amidst a desolate chant, a gleam of light emerged in Ke Shisan's eyes.

Without the blessing of dragon energy, you can successfully enter the heavenly realm!
However, the changes have not stopped.

With the infusion of the demon essence that Shen Yi gathered one after another, the remaining two million years of the demon's lifespan quickly passed away, and dozens of demon souls were reshaped one after another, flesh and blood gathered, and one after another of the suppressing stones flew into the East Hall of Ten Thousand Demons.

It made the already thick black air even more terrifying.

Many dragon demon generals have awakened, and those who are more of the same clan have successfully entered the realm of Hedao, with at least six or seven of them.

Following the West Hall, the things nurtured in the East Hall also began to flourish.

"call."

Shen Yi finally understood why others said that Nanhong was poor.

He had already obtained most of the resources, but in return he only got a perfect Heavenly Realm Stone, which was not even enough for him to break through to the middle stage of the Heavenly Realm.

Fortunately, such a foundation is enough for me to return to Xihong, and even Beihong is not out of the question.

Shen Yi looked inside.

Quickly took over the golden body.

When I opened my eyes again, a high mountain shrouded in mist appeared in my sight.

There is a fairy palace among the clouds.

Under the leadership of Black Dragon, Wuliang Daohuangzong and others.

Shen Yi controlled the Prison-Suppressing Golden Body and walked step by step to the door of the Immortal Palace. Then he saw a figure shrouded in clear air, sitting high above the stairs.

The other person's face was not clear enough to tell his approximate age.

On the corners of the clothes, which were as white as snow, there were flowing clouds embroidered with black silk, which seemed alive and swaying slowly.

"My friend, I am so happy to see you today."

The man raised his hand slightly, his voice smiling.

In an instant, the same order rang in the minds of Black Dragon and everyone in the Wuliang Daohuang Sect.

The next moment, they turned around in unison, and ropes like golden streams were suddenly tied to Shen Yi's body, and talismans were tightly attached to his forehead and limbs.

"..."

Shen Yi did not struggle, but just looked up silently.

Immortal Hongze seemed a little surprised by his reaction, but he didn't care. He just stood up slowly and chuckled, "I'll borrow your merits for a while. When I return to heaven, I will definitely praise your name thousands of times in my heart to thank you for your kindness."

(End of this chapter)