Chapter 5 ? Qinglong
At this time, someone next to him had already come to hold the blood-sucking old demon. The bald old man seemed to have a good relationship with the blood-sucking old demon. He went to him and asked him something in a low voice. The ghost king took his hands empty, smiling but silent. His expression was very relaxed, and there was no feeling of the enemy at all. The white-faced scholar standing next to him looked at him.
"Cang Song Gou Dao, do you remember your grandfather?" Suddenly, a hoarse voice came.
The young disciples here frowned together, but saw the fierce dwarf who made a sound. At this moment, he was staring at the pine, and his eyes were fierce, almost like a wolf.
Cang Song sneered and said, "Demon, do you remember that sword back then?"
As soon as he said this, everyone saw that the muscles on the dwarf's face were twisted, gritted his teeth, and obviously hated it to the bone. But seeing that he nodded slowly, slanted down from his left shoulder to right with his hand on his chest, and said viciously, "Okay, okay, I haven't forgotten. I didn't expect you to remember it. That would be great. Naturally, I will still be on you with this sword."
Cang Song snorted, ignored him, and turned his eyes to the two people who had been standing aside with a calm look.
Su Ru's face was solemn. With her eyes, she naturally saw that these people were all shallow. They were by no means weaker than the blood-sucking old demons just now. I'm afraid most of them were old demons who had not been born for a long time in the demon religion.
At this moment, when she heard the dialogue between the Cangsong Taoist and the dwarf, Su Ru whispered to Tian Buyi, who was standing beside her, "Who are these people?"
Tian Buyi's face was not good-looking, and he frowned together and said, "This dwarf is called Baiduozi, who is from the demon religion; the bald old man is the ancestor of Duanshishan, who has always been alone in the demon religion. These two people and the blood-sucking old demon are the remnants of the demon religion we chased and killed a hundred years ago. As for the two people next to him, one of them seems to be the patriarch of the generation of the demon ghost king sect mentioned by Xiao Yicai, but I have never seen that white-faced scholar."
Su Ru took a deep breath. In the war of demons a hundred years ago, she did not practice, and did not go deep into the wilderness with Tian Buyi, Cangsong Taoist, etc. But the names of these people were thunderous in those years, especially the hundred poisons and the wooden ancestor, who were notorious than the blood-sucking old demon.
At this moment, the bald Duanmu ancestor suddenly turned around, glanced at the righteous people, and suddenly said in a shrill voice, "What about ten thousand swords!" Why didn't the dog thief come?"
The young disciples of Qingyunmen were all stunned. I don't know what he was talking about, but Tian Buyi, Cangsong Taoist, Su Ru and others changed their color. Tian Buyi said coldly, "Brother Wan's Taoism is profound, and he has been on the way to heaven. He has already become an immortal. Only a demon clown like you barks here!"
Those people of the Demon Sect were stunned. Baiduozi and Duanmu Laozu, including the blood-sucking old demon who just recovered at this time, lost their voices and said, "Dead?"
The ghost king and the white-faced scholar standing aside also seemed to be slightly shocked.
Wan Jianyi, a name that has never been heard of in the ears of the young generation in Qingyunmen, seems to have magic for these demon giants. These people looked at each other, and their expressions were quite subtle, and their faces were particularly full of hatred, mixed with a trace of fear, but these could not be covered. The depths of their eyes were full of joy.
Duanmu's face looked complicated. He touched his bald head with his hand and muttered a few words. Everyone didn't hear what he said, but the last sentence was more clear: "Hey hey, I didn't expect that this dog thief would die, hey, hey, hahahahaha ┅ ┅」
As he spoke, the man couldn't help laughing wildly.
The people here in Qingyunmen have changed their faces. The Taoist priest stared at him and suddenly sneered, "What are you laughing at? Although he is not here, under the door of Qingyun, there are many people who subdue demons to deal with demons and clowns like you."
"Boh!" There was a voice of disdain next to him, but it was the poisonous man. He said viciously, "We can't kill this guy with our own hands. It's really hard to understand the hatred. Sooner or later, we will kill Qingyun, beat him to ashes, and let him die without peace!"
The blood-sucking old demon shouted strangely in the back, "Yes, it's going to be like this, otherwise it's hard to eliminate my hundred years of deep hatred!"
All the people in the right path change color. Seeing that these demons are fierce and cruel, the meaning of the words is not even let go of the deceased, which is very indignant.
Tian Linger quietly asked Song Daren, the eldest brother next to him, "Big brother, who is this Uncle Wan┅┅ Wan? He seems to be extremely powerful. Even these demons are extremely afraid of him. Why have we never heard of him?"
Song Dayen's face moved, and he stopped talking. He smiled bitterly and said, "Little sister, when you have time to go back to the mountain, ask the master and wife yourself!"
Tian Linger squeezed her mouth, snorted, and said anguishly, "If you don't say it, don't say it. I'll ask my mother myself." With that, he was about to step forward.
Zhang Xiaofan saw it in his eyes and was anxious. He reached out to hold her and whispered, "Senior sister, now the enemy is in the moment. Don't go up. Let's ask later!"
Tian Linger looked at the front. Seeing that the atmosphere in the scene was really tense, she stopped and turned around and smiled at Zhang Xiaofan.
Zhang Xiaofan's heart was hot. Unexpectedly, suddenly there was another cold hum in front of him, full of anger, but he was on the side of the demon religion. Zhang Xiaofan looked up and saw that behind the ghost king, Biyao slowly appeared and stared at himself from afar.
Somehow, Zhang Xiaofan was shocked and subconsciously let go of Tian Linger's hand.
In the distance, in the distance of Xiaozhufeng, Lu Xueqi slowly withdrew her eyes from Zhang Xiaofan, fell on Baguio in front of her, and silently looked at her.
At this time, the powerful venerable, who had been frowning and silent, suddenly said, "Baiduozi, Duanmu old demon, at the beginning, you were lucky enough to get rid of it, so you should change your mind and become a talent again. You dare to come out to do something strange today, but are you impatient to live?"
"Boh!" Those people cursed together, and the rude words were endless.
The powerful venerable changed color slightly. Suddenly, the white-faced scholar who had been standing next to him took a step and smiled and said, "This is mostly the powerful venerable of King Kong Gate, right?"
The Venerable Dali looked at him and said, "That's right, who are you?"
The white-faced scholar smiled and did not answer. He just said to himself, "If Wan Jianyi stood here and said what you just said, we demons and clowns in your eyes would still have a little scruples. But if you rely on the Taoist magic of those three-legged cats in King Kongmen, you'd better hide behind those people in Qingyunmen!"
The demons laughed, and even behind them, there was a faint mockery in the dark forest.
The face of the powerful venerable immediately turned red, and his expression was extremely angry, but the Qingyunmen Cangsong Taoist next to him looked at Tian Buyi and Su Ru, but his eyes were worried. From that laughter, we know that the demon religion has not only received reinforcement, but also a lot more in the number of people.
I'm afraid this battle is extremely difficult.
"Son of a bitch!" A loud shout suddenly sounded, but the stone standing behind the powerful venerable rose up. Unwilling to be humiliated by the master, the broken staff was golden, and rushed to the white-faced scholar.
Tian Buyi and others were shocked, and the powerful venerable shouted anxiously, "Stone, come back, don't act rashly!"
But the stone suddenly broke out, and the speed was extremely fast. In a blink of an eye, the golden light had rushed to the white-faced scholar, but the white-faced scholar did not look panic. He only raised his right hand, and there was a faint blue light flash in the palm of his hand, facing the broken wand that rushed over.
It was too late to say that, and in a blink of an eye, the golden light was like an arrow from the string, which suddenly hit the palm of the white-faced scholar. In an instant, everyone saw a flower in front of them. The golden light flashed, and the air was so loud that the white-faced scholar could not be seen.
The young disciples in the right path were thunderous, but the leading Cangsong Taoist and Tian Buyi and others, their faces sank.
After a moment, the golden light gradually dimmed, and everyone was dumb, but the white-faced scholar in the scene was calm, and he actually resisted the powerful golden light of the stone with only one hand. No matter how the stone moved in mid-air, he could not make any more progress.
He smiled and said, "Young man, go back and practice for another hundred years!"
After saying that, with a sudden wave of his right hand, everyone saw another blue light flashing. The stone was like a heavy blow, and the whole person flew back, but the broken wand rose to the sky and flew high after a sharp sound.
The powerful venerable rose up and catched the injured stone. After a closer look, he knew that he had suffered some oscillations and nothing serious. Then he was relieved, but his anger increased even more. As soon as he turned around, he was about to take action.
But he suddenly stretched out a hand and grabbed him, but he was a Taoist priest. His face was like frost, and he said coldly, "Who on earth is your Excellency? How can this "Qiankun Qingguang Ring" that has been missing for thousands of years be in your hands?"
The powerful venerable was stunned and lost his voice: "What, the universe is clear and light?"
Eight of the ten people present, including the Demon Sect, were horannated. Zhang Xiaofan was curious and asked Song Daren in a low voice, "Big brother, is this magic weapon very powerful?"
Song Dayen looked stunned and had not recovered. He nodded and whispered, "I heard from my master before that this ring is a very powerful magic weapon. It is a nine-day treasure, but it has been missing for thousands of years, and I don't want to reappear in the world today!"
Zhang Xiaofan took a deep breath, and only heard the white-faced scholar smile at the Cangsong Taoist and said, "I'm an unknown junior. Now I'm under the command of the ghost king suzerain, and I'm a pawn."
The ghost king shook his head with a smile and said, "Brother Long, you are too modest."
The Bai Poison, Duanmu Laozu, and the blood-sucking demon who also came over at this moment looked at the white-faced scholar who was called "Brother Long" by the ghost king almost at the same time, but saw his right hand hanging in his sleeve at this moment, and he could not see the items in his hand at all But after hearing the affirmation of the Cangsong Taoist just now, and this white-faced scholar did not deny that most of them really owned this divine ring.
Thinking of the various powers of this legendary divine ring, all the people who practice the truth and practice the Tao are all very attached great importance to the magic weapon. If it is true, their whole body is hot. However, although the three of them appeared at the same time as the white-faced scholar, they did not come from the same way, and they had never seen this person. They only knew that soon after they arrived, there was such a profound Taoist man beside the ghost king.
At the moment, Baiduzi stared at his right hand fiercely and turned to the ghost king and said, "Ghost king master, we have never seen this brother. I don't know when the ghost king came out of such a master?"
The ghost king smiled and said, "Brother Baiduo, our ghost king sect is a sect of the Holy Religion, so it is naturally not as good as your poisonous sect."
Baiduzi snorted. He belongs to the Wandumen, one of the four major factions of the Demon Sect. This time, he was entrusted by the master to come to this desolate place. Speaking of which, this is really the first time he has come out of the mountain in a hundred years.
But he is not born, and he is still clear about the things in the demon religion: today's demon religion is led by the four major factions. The Wandu Sect, the Hehuan Sect and the Changsheng Hall are all major factions that only emerged after the death of the black-hearted old man 800 years ago, when the Blood Refining Only this ghost king's lineage suddenly emerged 300 years ago, and the masters under the door have sporished like bamboo shoots after the rain. It is amazing that they have been divided into the world with the other three factions in 200 years.
In the magic religion, the forces are ubiquitous, and all the major factions do not want to reach the level of the blood refining hall when the black-hearted old man was there. However, the forces of each school are the same, and even the remaining many small factions of the Demon Sect are attached to the four major sects, which is difficult to distinguish. Although he secretly intrigued, on the surface, everyone barely maintained harmony.
Before Baiduzi came here, the master of Wandumen personally told him to find an opportunity to spy on the ghost king. What's the secret? What is the strength? Over the years, there has been a rumor in the world of the demon religion, that is, the legendary supreme scripture of the demon religion, the "Book of Heaven", has fallen into the hands of the Ghost King Sect.
At this moment, the "Heavenly Book" has not been seen, but this thousand-year-old Qiankun Qingguangjie suddenly appeared. Baiduzi was shocked and only felt that the internal strength of the Ghost King's sect was unfathomable. But he showed a smile on his face, but it looked worse than crying: "The suzerain joked. Now no one knows that the ghost king is in the sky, but we have indeed never seen this dragon brother, and we really want to know him."
The ghost king took a deep look at Baiduzi, and his eyes flashed. He suddenly smiled and said, "That's what Brother Dao said. Anyway, I will see you in the future. You should know that three hundred years ago, under the command of the previous generation of ghost kings, there were four holy envoys in our ghost king sect, right?"
Baiduozi's expression changed, but Duanmu's ancestor had lost his voice and said, "What, the four people, the green dragon and white tiger, and the rosefinch Xuanwu, are still alive?"
The white-faced scholar and the ghost king looked at each other with a smile and said to the crowd, "Good, everyone, I'm Qinglong."
On the right side, the reaction is not very fierce, but the people in the demon religion such as Baiduzi are shrugged and moved. Three hundred years ago, when the Ghost King Sect just rose, in addition to the previous generation of ghost kings, it was the so-called four holy envoys as the foundational power, so the power rose day by day. After several fights in the demon religion, experienced countless bloody storms, and finally there was today's situation. The strength of these four people
Qinglong suddenly sighed and turned his head to the ghost king and said, "After all, I'm still old. Look at the young people on the opposite side. They all have doubts, and most of them have never heard of my name."
The ghost king laughed and said, "Brother Long doesn't have to worry too much. If you enter the junior, it is rare and strange. As long as the time goes by, in the name of Brother Long, he will definitely shake the world again."
Qinglong laughed and looked at his right hand in laughter, as if it was a little vaguely desolate.
"Bun", with a loud noise, everyone was shocked and looked at the sound. It turned out that it was the broken wand of the stone just now, which shot into the sky and did not fall down until now.
In the field, he calmed down for a moment. Here, most people frowned and were on guard. This time, the revival of the demon religion, the strength of the power has exceeded expectations, and looking at this situation, there are more and deeper forces, hidden.
On the other side of the demon religion, they also have their own ghosts. Duanmu Laozu is better. He has no sect, but is better than the blood-sucking old demon, so he stands on his side. But the hundred poisons and the blood-sucking old demon are both important figures in the poison gate. At this moment, they are speechless to each other, and they are deeply wary of the ghost king.
Only the ghost king and Qinglong stood there with a calm expression. Qinglong seemed to say something in a low voice. The ghost king shook his head with a smile, but looked at Zhang Xiaofan inadvertently.
The night is getting deeper and deeper, and the sea breeze is roaring. In the vast sea in the distance, the inexplicable sound of the long roar in the middle of the night seems to be getting closer and closer, and gradually clear.
Tian Buyi looked at Cang Song Taoist and saw that there was a retreat in the other party's eyes. Su Ru next to him coughed and whispered to Cangsong: "Brother Cangsong, now the evil is so powerful. Why don't we avoid it for the time being and go back to the mountain to discuss with the head brother before making a decision?"
Cang Song meditated for a long time and nodded decisively: "What my sister said." With that, Tian Buyi took a look at Tian Buyi, and Tian Buyi nodded slowly.
The Taoist of Cangsong was about to open his mouth when he suddenly remembered something. He looked left and right, frowned, and whispered, "Where's Xiao Yicai?" Why didn't I see him all night?"
Qi Hao, who was standing beside him, heard the words and took a step forward: "Master, when he came out just now, Brother Xiao said that he was not feeling well, so he didn't follow him."
The Taoist man's face darkened and he snorted, but he couldn't say anything in front of his disciples. He had to turn his head and was about to talk to other factions such as Faxiang, Li Xun and others. Suddenly, behind their crowd, there was a scream.
Everyone shrugged, and there was a burst of chaos. Several young disciples standing behind were seriously damaged and staggered out of the darkness. They were full of blood and shouted, "There are people from the Demon Sect behind!"
In the dark, in the ancient forest, there seemed to be countless sad laughter, and Tian Buyi and others changed greatly. Since the ghost king and others appeared, everyone's attention has been attracted by those old monsters. Unexpectedly, the people in the magic religion are tricky, but they secretly sent people to outcend the way and suddenly became difficult.
Only at this moment, the light flashed in the forest, and countless magic weapons flew out to kill. The people in the right path control the magic weapons to fight back, but on the first time, they were surprised, and on the other hand, there were far more demons than they imagined, and they were at a disadvantage.
The Taoist man's face was gloomy. He shouted loudly and soared into the air. Unexpectedly, before he could do anything, the poisons and Duanmuzu in front of him rushed up together.
Baiduzi smiled and looked fierce. He shouted, "Dog Taoist priest, take your life!"
The Cangsong Taoist was in the air and did not dare to despise these old monsters, so he had to turn back to fight. At the same time, the red light under him lit up, but Tian Buyi took action and caught Duanmu's ancestor.
Su Ru stood on the ground, frowning, and there was a little sadness on her beautiful face. At present, the right side is obviously unfavorable. There are still two unfathomable ghost kings and Qinglong in the demon religion who have not yet done anything, and I don't know how many demons in the dark, and the situation is worrying.
At this time, the situation is chaotic, as if in the middle of the night and in the shadows, there are people in the demon religion everywhere. There will be killing magic weapons flying out anytime and anywhere. The people in the right path fell into a bitter battle, and they snorted and screamed endlessly.
Zhang Xiaofan held a fire stick, but did not do it, because Song Dayen, Tian Linger and others of Dazhufeng were worried that he had just been injured and wrapped him in the middle, so he was not injured for a while, but the situation was critical, and he was generally nervous.
Seeing that the light of the magic religion around is getting more and more abundant, the people in the right path are gradually compressed, mainly in the night, you can't see the demons hidden in the dark at all, which is really a big loss.
Zhang Xiaofan stood where he was. Seeing that the pressure of several brothers and Tian Linger around him was also increasing, he was anxious and felt that although he was a little tired, it was not a big deal, so he wanted to go to the war.
At this moment, I only heard a whisper, like a phoenix singing for nine days, and the clear sound was pleasant and echoed. A gorgeous blue light rose suddenly, and Lu Xueqi rose with the sword, but when she saw the light of the Tianma Sword shining, it actually lit up the left and right circles.
Darkness, it seems that she can't get close to her figure!
But she threw herself into the darkness, whistling loudly. This beautiful woman turned into a blue light and shot into the darkness of the ancient forest.
After a moment, the blue light shone, the exclamations in the darkness were endless, and the pressure on everyone in the field suddenly haled.
At the same time, only listening to the Buddha array, Dharma palms rise together. Above the fingertips, the "reincarnation bead" flashed with solemn golden light and slowly turned. He suddenly opened his eyes, and the reincarnation beads also rushed to the darkness on the other side. After a while, a dazzling golden light lit up in the dark, just like the day, and countless demons screamed and flew out.
The situation has changed immediately. For example, Qi Hao, Lin Jingyu, Li Xun, Yan Hong, and even Fa Shan, Shitou and others are all outstanding figures in the young generation in the right way. Just now, they were just caught off guard. At this time, they immediately took action one after another. There seemed to be no master in the magic people Blocking its sharpness, the situation will improve on the right side.
The ghost king and Qinglong, who stood in the distance, frowned and frowned. Qinglong shook his head slightly and sighed, "These young disciples in the right path are all one of the best. They are much better than our descendants."
The ghost king nodded, looked into the distance, and suddenly said, "The first woman to take action, can you see the magic weapon in your hand?"
Qinglong said lightly: "Is it Tian Ya?"
The ghost king turned his head and looked at him. Qinglong smiled and whispered slowly and as if: "Tian'a Sword, Tian'a Sword!"
The ghost king stood with his hands behind his back and said slowly, "And, the monk of Tianyin Temple has reincarnation beads in his hand; the young man in white in Qingyunmen, whose fairy sword in his hand is as green as water, should be the "dragon-killing sword". Over the years, it has really painstakingly cultivated young people."