Chapter 581: Here comes Nanhong, you have to obey the rules
Xuanyue City belongs to Nanyang Sect.
Among the many vassal forces, they are one of the few willing to provide a place for mortals to live.
Because of this, the area under their jurisdiction was too large, covering three hundred cities, which resulted in a lot of disputes between them and demons. Fortunately, the Heavenly Sword Sect protected them, and nothing major 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 Ke family's seventh dragon grandson. They tried to forcefully marry the city lord's daughter, and they were almost kidnapped by the Shui tribe and became the demon's lackey.
Fortunately, Sect Leader Shen personally took action to calm the storm.
As more and more news was received, City Master Yin was helplessly watching how this young sect master climbed up to the sky step by step and stood shoulder to shoulder with the other sect masters.
During the Seven Sons Conference, the other party showed shocking ruthlessness. While killing Tianjian Sect elder Liu Xingshan, he also completely secured his position as the sect leader.
This is a great good thing for Xuanyue City.
According to common sense, under the protection of such a young and talented sect leader, the future trend of Xuanyue City should be smooth sailing.
But he really didn't expect that Nanhong would become like this in a short period of time.
"call."
In the city lord's palace, Yin Qizhang leaned on the chair and kept rubbing the letter from the Immortal Sect with his palms. Although he had read it many times and even memorized it by heart, he still refused to put it down.
Yin Yajun looked at the already cold Bicha on the table and walked up slowly, intending to get a cup for her father.
"No need, I'll go out and take a look."
Yin Qizhang raised his palm slightly, closed his eyes, and silently recited a few words in the letter in his heart: Be careful.
He stood up, with a bit of bitterness on his face.
As the only Bai Yujing monk here, Yin Qizhang knows better than anyone how dangerous the situation is for the Seven Immortal Sects to send out such news.
These seemingly useless words are the only thing he can do now.
"father……"
Yin Yajun hesitated for a moment, then whispered: "Can't even Sect Master Shen protect us?"
When she was sent into the sedan chair by the turtle demon, she remembered the figure in the ink-shirted figure with just a glance.
Later, I was lucky enough to follow my father to attend the Seventh Son Conference.
At that conference, the young man's ink shirt was replaced by a wide Nanyang white robe. He was like a bright sun, sitting on the steps of the sky, making people look at him in a trance.
It was hard for her to imagine that there were things in this world that the young sect master could not do.
Hearing this, Yin Qizhang froze for a moment, pondered for a long time, did not respond, and just smiled helplessly.
This letter represents the meaning of the seven sect masters, and the sect leader Shen who is supported by Xuanyue City is the most immature of the seven. Even the Seventh Son of Nanhong can't do anything, and sect leader Shen is probably even more helpless.
"Just leave it to fate."
Yin Qizhang walked out of the main hall. He had tried his best to face it with an optimistic attitude, but the reality is that if there is a demon disaster, Xuanyue City, which is much larger than other vassal forces, must be in the eyes of the demon. That delicious piece of fat.
Thinking of this, he rose into the air and glanced around.
For some reason, perhaps because he was under too much pressure, Yin Qizhang, as a monk with a high level of cultivation, felt a rare chill, which made him instinctively want to tighten his clothes.
Taking a deep breath, the moment his palm touched his collar, the city lord finally realized something was wrong.
He put his finger to the wing of his nose and wiped it gently. Looking at the dazzling red color on his knuckles, he realized that due to this inexplicable coldness, plasma overflowed from his nasal cavity, but before it could drip down, It has been frozen into crystal form.
"..."
As one of the top four vassal forces under the Nanyang Sect, City Lord Yin had seen many terrifying monsters, but at this moment, he looked blankly at the ocean behind Xuanyue City.
After seeing the endless empty water.
The confusion in his eyes quickly turned into shock and fear.
Yin Qizhang quickly turned around and looked sadly at Sanbai City behind him. His figure suddenly became much more rickety.
Obviously, Xuanyue City has been targeted by demons, but they are not even qualified to see each other!
"I...should...be careful now..."
Yin Qizhang murmured to himself, his hoarse voice full of trance and despair.
At the same time, in the vast water area that was out of sight, a withered figure slowly fell from the sky, his tattered clothes swaying in the wind, his slightly dirty soles hanging down, and his weird toes gently tapping on the water.
In an instant, an invisible ripple quickly spread out on the water, and the swaying blue waves quietly solidified, like ferocious minions!
In the blink of an eye, everything is frozen.
Kakaka——
Along with the heart-wrenching sound, it seemed as if a cold mountain appeared out of thin air!
While taking away the lives of all the water tribes within the range, the frost swept towards Xuanyue City at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The ancestor stepped on the iceberg and moved forward unhurriedly.
The breath of those creatures gathered from the ice and poured into the soles of his feet, adding a little more vitality to his withered body.
"Let me remind you, ancestor is really hungry, don't tempt me again."
He turned his head to look somewhere, opened his mouth, revealing a mouth full of ugly teeth, and laughed a little sinisterly.
In the direction Hanshan Ancestor looked, he didn't know how far apart they were.
Behind Deng Xiangjun, there were five balls of white fire lingering in the shape of a wheel. As they floated, they turned into a terrifying sea of fire that engulfed everything in sight. Between the sea of fire, the frozen waters beneath his feet melted rapidly.
However, he can only influence an area of several hundred miles, providing himself with a safe foothold.
Going further, even the white sea of fire stagnated like a solid entity.
"I also remind you that this is the territory of the Seventh Son of Nanhong."
Deng Xiangjun stepped out of the flames, with a ferocious look on his face that he had not seen for many years: "I am indeed just a pill you take in your mouth at will, but my senior brothers and sisters are not dead yet."
I thought I had already accepted the result of losing some of my vassal forces.
But when he saw with his own eyes how cleanly and swiftly the Heaven Realm Great Demon slaughtered ordinary creatures, Deng Xiangjun still felt furious in his heart.
Relying on this cold magical power, let alone Xuanyue City, if the other party wants to swallow up all the vassals of Nanyang Sect and nearly a million monks, it is just a matter of moving forward.
"That……"
Ancestor Hanshan slowly put away his smile and said calmly: "Let them come over."
After saying that, he gently twitched the corners of his lips and walked forward quietly.
The ancestor came from Hanshan and wanted to swallow up half of the world to relieve his displeasure.
The strongest demon on the Xihong continent came down from the mountain for the first time, allowing Nan Hong to see what true terror was.
As for those people Deng Xiangjun mentioned.
laugh--
They are just prisoners trapped in Nanlong Palace. If there is any chance of getting out, they should come early.
Moreover, he had deliberately destroyed Deng Xiangjun's Taoist cards before, and the little time he had gained was enough for him to eat and drink.
In Xuanyue City.
Under the erosion of the cold, Yin Qizhang was trembling all over in the sky, but he still refused to fall down to avoid the cold.
He didn't do any more useless work, just stared at the vast water.
At least... at least see with your own eyes how you and others died.
Soon, a flash of blue caught Yin Qizhang's sight, like an extremely huge monster, rushing towards his direction, swallowing up everything around him and turning into a part of its body.
Thousands of miles away in a blink of an eye.
This towering ice mountain completely occupied Yin Qizhang's entire field of vision. In front of it, all living things seemed so insignificant.
And the minions transformed by the blue waves at the foot of the mountain finally climbed onto the land! It was as if a ferocious beast jumped out of the water, stepped onto Xuanyue City, and then rolled over unstoppably, swallowing everything on the ground.
Yin Qizhang has almost seen the ending.
Under the strong chill, his breathing was as rapid as a broken gong, and he almost fainted, until there was a violent clicking sound in his ears!
Click, click, click!
He clenched his neck tightly, veins popped up on the back of his hands, and forced himself to open his eyes and look.
But on the top of the iceberg, I don't know when a thin figure appeared in ragged clothes. He was dressed in such a shabby way, but his expression looked down on him like a king, majestic and indifferent.
As for the clicking sound, it was at the edge of the land. Those ferocious glacier claws were shattered one after another the moment they climbed up.
The "soldiers" of the Lord of the Glacier actually have places they cannot set foot on? !
boom!
The next moment, the spreading chill suddenly rolled back, and the entire frozen water was shattered at the same time. Even the huge and majestic Hanshan Mountain collapsed downwards!
Ancestor Hanshan couldn't help but shake his figure.
It was this subtle movement that made his domineering aura disappear.
Yin Qizhang suddenly felt much better. He released his hands from his neck and looked up blankly.
I saw in front of Xuanyue City and the three hundred cities under its jurisdiction... No, to be precise, it was in front of the Nanyang Sect's many vassal forces!
A slightly thin figure stood in the sky.
The self-cultivation black armor on his body glowed with a colder light than that of the glacier, and his hair was tied up with a gorgeous treasure crown. Under the slightly swaying hair, there was a young and handsome face, with a calm expression and no trace of joy or anger.
The thick clouds, as dark as ink, swayed with the wind, like a cloud-like cloak!
With the three hundred miles in front of him as the boundary, it was like a world of its own, and it was difficult for evil spirits to invade.
"Sect Master Shen..."
Yin Qizhang clearly put down his palm, but suddenly felt suffocated.
Even though the other party had changed his clothes, who could not remember this familiar face as long as the monks who had participated in the Seven Sons Conference.
According to the letter sent from the Seven Immortal Sects of Nanhong, it is impossible for the other party to appear here.
But now, Sect Master Shen is really here.
And I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but Yin Qizhang always feels...
In front of Sect Leader Shen, the ragged big demon on the glacier still looked like a king, but he was facing the sky, and he was a king, and he still had to bow his head.
"Is there any mistake?"
Deng Xiangjun, who had arrived late, looked in the direction of Xuanyue City in shock.
Obviously, it was himself who really found Sect Leader Shen, not the other two senior brothers.
But when Deng Xiangjun saw it with his own eyes, he began to doubt whether he had found the wrong person.
The Sect Master Shen in his impression did not seem to have such an impressive aura, and actually gave him the illusion that he was suppressing the ancestor of Hanshan!
And only a short time has passed since the last time we were separated.
"..."
The ancestor of Hanshan silently watched the changes at the intersection of water and land. After confirming that his magical power was blocked and could not break through the inexplicable obstacle, he finally let out a breath slowly.
"Little friend, ancestor, I have come all the way to be your guest. Do you really want me to not give you a bite to eat?"
He raised his eyes to look at the indifferent figure in the sky, raised his hands meticulously, and showed his rotten teeth again: "Is this in line with etiquette?"
The ancestor of Hanshan was indeed unwilling to become the vanguard general of the Dragon Palace, attracting most of the hatred of the Seven Sons of Nanhong.
After all, no one wants to take the last bite from a dying beast, it is a deadly thing.
But this does not mean that he was driven here by Xilong Palace and could not go back, so he was willing to stay in Nanhong and do nothing until things in the Ten Thousand Demon Palace turned around, and then returned there in despair. A cold mountain that has been destroyed.
To suppress him to this level of frustration, at least Ye Jiu would have to come forward in person, not even Qi Yansheng.
It is definitely not something that a young cultivator in the realm can do by relying on mysterious techniques to hold up the scene.
"Ancestor, I want to talk to you about etiquette."
Ancestor Hanshan slowly clenched his fisted palms and let out a hoarse laugh: "Would you like to talk, little friend?"
In a few words, a cold murderous intention emerged from the laughter.
Obviously, Hanshan Ancestor has already made a decision. As for whether to start a life-and-death fight, it depends on how the young sect leader responds.
"..."
After hearing this, Shen Yi quietly looked down at the rickety figure below.
Under the watchful eyes of Yin Qizhang and Deng Xiangjun.
Against the backdrop of Senhan Xuanjia, 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 his mouth and started talking about etiquette.
It's... so ridiculous.
The next moment, Shen Yi casually raised his palm, gently raising his slender fingers.
The entire sky suddenly became turbulent.
Others only felt that the color of the sky and the earth had changed, but had no actual feelings. Only the rotten teeth of Hanshan Ancestor suddenly clenched together, and the palms of his fists trembled slightly, gradually turning into violent shaking.
His dirty bare feet sank suddenly. Amidst the deafening roar, the entire glacier suddenly cracked and collapsed layer by layer at lightning speed. In the blink of an eye, it completely collapsed and turned into ashes. floating ice.
On the largest ice floe, Hanshan Ancestor’s knees were bent, making a creaking sound.
He almost gritted his teeth, and the veins on his neck were entangled like a dragon. He raised his head and stared at the black armored figure above him with wide eyes.
Bang--
However, with such a ferocious expression, his body sank inch by inch, and with an insignificant muffled sound, he completely knelt down on the ice floe.
Ancestor Hanshan unclenched his fists and stared at his knees with a dull expression.
He really didn't expect that an Earth Realm monk would actually display a magic technique that was comparable to the top magical power with just a wave of his hand.
This immortal method has reached perfection!
"Ahem——"
Deng Xiangjun looked at the scene in front of him blankly, and suddenly felt choked.
The old monster who was previously arrogant in front of him knelt down before Sect Leader Shen when he met him. Not to mention, he was really polite enough.
Of course, complaints are complaints.
With Deng Xiangjun's eyesight, he could certainly see what mysterious methods Sect Leader Shen had used in the first confrontation, and the old demon Hanshan just suffered an unexpected loss, and was far from showing his true strength.
But Shen Yi actually mastered that immortal technique to the end in a short period of time. Such understanding is totally unreasonable and really daunting.
Moreover, based on the circumstances of this first confrontation alone.
Deng Xiangjun put his heart back in his stomach. It was hard to say whether he would win or lose. After all, the ancestor of Hanshan had not yet shown his demon body, and the opponent who had experienced the killing and calamity had a few tricks to defeat him, but at least Shen Shen The sect leader's life is safe, and there is a high probability that he can protect countless living beings behind him.
It's simply outrageous... something that even Junior Sister Ji may not be able to do was actually accomplished by Shen Zong!
Yin Qizhang was only a monk from Bai Yujing and did not have Deng Xiangjun's vision.
He only knew that the slightly frail figure in front of him seemed to be an insurmountable mountain and an insurmountable chasm no matter what difficulties he faced.
The most fortunate thing in this life for me and others is that they can live behind this mountain, sit and watch the wind and rain, and their clothes are not even wet.
"..."
Shen Yi looked down at Hanshan Ancestor and did not retract his palm. Instead, he took advantage of the situation and grasped it. It seemed that there was more than a thousand feet of mysterious golden light across the water and land, and then quickly condensed into a straight golden-patterned mysterious knife in his palm.
The previous brief exchange could be regarded as a rough understanding of the strength of this big demon.
Here, there is no etiquette, only rules.
At this moment, Shen Yi's rules are Nanhong's rules.
(End of chapter)