Chapter 38 A sword can be described as a ten thousand enemies

After listening to Li Qianrong's instructions, Qin Yi and Chen Kai ran around and scattered the golden posts of the magic religion. For a while, the magic religion Li Xiu and the ghosts did not fight. The news of Li Qianrong's accession to the throne spread widely in the world, and both sides of the demons were shocked. In the past two days, there was an endless stream of demons who came to Pishan, and the masters of those sects thought Inexplicably, but what ordinary people think is to see Li Qianren's demeanor.

Although since the beginning of a certain substitute leader, he has calmly inherited the demon religion because of his very different ways in the religion, there are also many private congregations who call their sects Mo, Shangjiao, and even the Holy Religion.

In troubled times, many poor people have invested in different sects in order to seek a life-saving straw. They may usually experience a little fairness and get a little food. However, if they meet an ambitious person with other plans, they will inevitably become a chess piece in their hands. They will feel sorry for the people of the world, have enough food and clothing, and a little wish, every It is always used by others.

Two days later, as many as 40,000 demons came from all over China, crowded on the mountain, looking forward to seeing the new master.

At this time, there is a towering tree on the back mountain. This big tree has spent nearly a thousand years. The gray-black trunk is full of traces of cracks, which seem to be endless vicissitudes. The trunk is high and vertical, reaching into the smoke-like faint clouds. Its leaves are dense, and the branches are coiled and intertwined. It looks particularly ferocious and strange.

This tree is the ghost tree. At this moment, Li Qianran stands under the tree with his whole clothes, staring at the ghost tree, depicting countless portraits of the demon lords of the past dynasties.

The inheritance of the demon religion. After the death of the masters of the past dynasties, they carved their faces on the trunk of the ghost tree to show their immortality and protect the longevity of the demon religion. They have not known that it has been dozens of generations, but as long as the face engraved on the ghost tree, although it is scorched by the sun and the wind and rain, its face is still as if it was just carved at the beginning. It is as vivid as it is, as if it has its own spirituality.

At this time, there was a demon elder, holding an iron judge's pen, and when he was forced to walk away from the dragon, he painted the appearance of the fierce ghost species who died in the battle not long ago on the ghost tree.

Li Qianren stood behind the elder and silently watched him carving the appearance of Li Xiu ghost seed on the ghost tree one by one. He thought to himself that since he was sent to the East Kunlun Military League by Li Xiu ghost seed, he and his brother have only sent letters, but they have never met each other in the past 20 years.

However, today, when I saw the fierce ghost seed engraved on the ghost tree, I couldn't help recalling his heroic smile and bold and cheerful demeanor in the past. The face on the trunk of the tree was so familiar that I was shocked that the image of my brother had been firmly imprinted in my mind for a long time.

He thought so, in a trance, only felt yesterday.

Between the iron hook and silver strokes, the image of Li Xiuguizhong's angry eyebrows gradually became full. Suddenly, the elder shouted loudly and turned his hand over. The judge's pen immediately turned upside down and pierced into his heart. In an instant, his heart blood burst out and flowed down the pen.

The ordinary religious people who were watching next to him couldn't help exclaiming. The elder struggled to hold the pen with his hand, and Yin Hong's blood flowed silently between his fingers. The elder dragged his shaky body and wiped a blood line on his eyes with his fingers.

After this, the elder's face floated with a sad smile, with some satisfaction and joy, and finally fell at the foot of the ghost tree.

The first time these teachings saw this scene noticed that there were two blood marks in the eyes of the masters engraved on the ghost tree tree. The blood marks were all red and dazzling blood, which had not dried up for a long time.

"So it is..." Most of these ordinary followers joined the magic religion for a full meal. At this moment, when they saw this bloody scene, they were surprised and scared at the same time.

"Ead Elder Qiu died on behalf of the martyrdom, and his achievements are obvious. Now that the old master has passed away and the new Lord is born, is there anyone among my 40,000 followers who do not accept it?" Qin Yi stood up and shouted in a long voice.

He called three times in a row, and the people of the mountain religion were all solemn, but they saw that Qin Yi's eyes were serious and fierce, slowly swept through the believers who were watching all over the mountains, behind Li Qianran, and the leaders of the demon sect that were close to the onlookers: Miaodong Yubing, Sun Dezong of Tiandumen, Longhushan Yanhu, Shen Danyang, Xiaoyaozong...

Suddenly, I heard a man shouting, "I'm not convinced!"

An old man in gray pushed away the people around him, strode to the center of the ghost tree, pointed to Li Qianren and said, "This man has not been in the magic religion for more than 20 years, and he has not done anything for the magic religion. I taught tens of thousands of people how to make this person pick up this huge advantage after the new death of the demon master!"

Everyone fixed their eyes and saw that the old man's appearance was very strange. His head seemed to be a mixture of yin and yang. Half of his head was full of hair, and the other half had an inch of grass, revealing his empty scalp.

When I looked at his face again, it looked the same. Half of his face was full of eyebrows and beard, and everything was complete. The other half of his face was bare, and even his eyelashes were gone.

Some believers only found this man funny. Several old people hurriedly reminded him, "This man is the cruel man of the Iron Sword Gate in the Western Regions. His methods are fierce and must be reported. Don't underestimate him..."

Those ignorant religious people were shocked when they heard the words and hurriedly covered their smiling face with their sleeves and couldn't help looking at him.

It turned out that Mr. Canxin went crazy by practicing in the past. Although he finally barely picked up a life, his qi pulse was no longer smooth, and even the hair on half of his body fell clean.

At this moment, he questioned that Li Qianren had never given any strength to the demon religion, but he was greedy for the throne of the demon lord. The onlookers all whispered when they heard the words. Under the intention of people, the fool was a little shaken.

"Hahahaha..." Li Qianran smiled and said, "Although Qianran has not been in Pishan for 20 years, if he has not given any strength to the demon education, it is Mr. Canxin who misunderstood me..."

He paused, but asked rhetorically, "I don't know if Mr. Canxin had a beautiful concubine from a rich family more than ten years ago and was chased and killed by the Sanming Taoist priest who arrived along the way?"

"It's true that there is such a thing." Mr. Canxin was stunned and admitted frankly, "The three Taoist priests were so despicable that they took advantage of the road and the rich concubine to attack suddenly. I couldn't face the enemy in a hurry, so he had to throw the concubine out, remove several swords, and take the opportunity to escape."

He couldn't help recalling that the little concubine's body was still hot, but it blocked the sword suddenly attacked by the Taoist priests. The flesh and blood turned into mud for a moment, and he couldn't help shouting regret. Then he said, "Although I ran wildly after that, I had no choice but to recover, and the three Famous Taoist priests were good at hand again, and they were surrounded by them soon.

"At the moment when the old senior thought he was going to die, suddenly a swordsman with two hands and swords passed by to help you kill these three Taoist priests?"