Guarding the mortal world for 300 years, I am invincible in the world

Chapter 41 This is the Demon (22 for further reading)
Not over?
Chen Que straightened his waist, a sternness flickered in his eyes.

"Hu Shanhai, are you going to form a mortal enemy with my Chen family? You are not worthy!"

As soon as he raised his hand, the blood and true energy of the warriors who followed him were all condensed.

These people are at least in the realm of sensibility, second-rate masters in the rivers and lakes.

Among them, the two standing behind Chen Que were obviously in the condensed state, and their breath was turbulent, as if they were about to come out through their bodies.

In the lobby, the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

"The case of Jianghu vendetta is over, but the case of catching monsters is not over."

"Things that the Jingzhao Mansion doesn't dare to take care of, I will take care of them."

Behind Hu Shanhai, a voice sounded.

A thirty-year-old Taoist in a green and black Taoist robe and a jade-colored hair crown came at some time.

Beside him, there was a young man in a blue brocade robe with a calm expression as if there were no waves in an ancient well.

The Taoist stepped forward and stretched out his hand.

"Om-"

The long banner placed in the lobby moves automatically without wind, hanging half a foot high, with golden light flashing on it, and many spirit patterns emerge, swimming like a golden snake.

Such methods are completely unique to the Xian family!

In the lobby, on the corridors on both sides, the surrounding audience all exclaimed.

Chen Que, the eldest son of the Chen family, and the guards behind him all trembled and retreated unknowingly.

"Monster Slayer League?" On the third floor, Zhu Yunshan muttered, "Recently I heard about the Slayer League of Immortals, when did this so-called Monster Slayer League exist?"

Zhang Li hadn't heard of it either.

At this moment, he felt that his news in Jingyuan Temple was too closed.

Although one can keep one's ears out of the window during practice, it is better to have the necessary information in one's hand.

"It is said that it is an alliance formed by several mortal cultivators in Luojing City." Zhao Ji said softly from the side.

Alliance of Cultivators.

No wonder.

Zhang Li could see that the envoy with the long banner was obviously a disciple of the Dao of Yuling, but his cultivation was only average, and he only had the third level of Qi training.

The long flag is only a half magic weapon.

At this time, this kind of power is enough to bluff ordinary people.

Zhu Yunshan pouted.

King Wu Zhao Cheng stood upright, his eyes fell on the Taoist with the long banner, and he was eager to try.

Su Ming showed a trace of worry in his eyes, and turned his head slightly to look out of the room.

In the room on the third floor, Liu Yue, who was holding a long knife, frowned.

She raised her eyes slightly, cast her gaze somewhere on the third floor, and said coldly: "These mortal cultivators will add to the chaos."

Zhao Yuyan beside her turned her head and said in a low voice, "Sister Liu Yue, are you talking about Mister Zhu?"

Liu Yue blushed and turned her head away.

"Mengmeng, you said that Qingyue is still on the boat, what should you do?"

"Why don't you just jump off the boat, this Luoshui is your world." Qu Shan looked at Yu Mengmeng.

Yu Mengmeng nodded, then shook her head again.

"Qingyue hasn't left yet, I don't feel relieved until I see her leave."

"I came with Mr. Su, they may not dare to check there."

Who are Su Ming and his party?

The prince, the eldest son, and the immortal cultivators who were also relegated to the mortal world.

Those people below may not be able to check them either.

"Mr. Su..." Qu Shan trembled all over, her face turned pale, and her eyes turned red.

"If Mr. Su sees us here, we, we..."

Who wants to be reduced to prostitution?
Even if Qingbai can be kept in this cloud boat, it is still a brothel boat after all.

It is impossible for Mr. Su to fall in love with the woman in the cloud boat.

Those visions back then, after a flood, all came to naught.

Dream, should have woken up long ago.

Down below, after the Taoist of Yuling Dao came forward, the eldest son of the Chen family also died down.

The long flag hanging high revealed a disturbing golden light.

"Don't worry, the poor Taoist is not interested in you," the Taoist glanced around with a smile on his face, "As long as you all walk under my imperial banner once, you can leave safely."

"My banner only accepts demons."

Collect demons!

This high-hanging treasure is for collecting demons!

There is such a treasure in the world.

For a while, many people became less apprehensive, and instead became curious about this kind of fairy method.

"Is there really a demon in this cloud boat?"

"It is said that the demon is so powerful that even the grand masters are hard to resist."

"Excellent? Can you walk under that long flag?"

There were discussions all around, and Hu Shanhai asked the policemen to board the cabin on the second floor, and another team went outside the cabin to bring in the scattered people on the deck.

Men and women walked by under the long flag, and the long flag moved lightly without any reaction.

The Taoist and the young man standing behind the long flag remained unchanged, holding hands together.

Zhang Chu and Zhuo Yun, who were brought in from the back deck of the ship, glanced at each other, and their eyes swept over a fifty-year-old man in a black robe behind him.

The old man walked around under the long banner with a cold face, and then stood in the corner of the lobby.

Zhuo Yun and Zhang Chu also walked around, and then stood quietly in the lobby.

On the second floor, people were constantly being led down.

"Sister Qingling!" Zhao Yuyan whispered in the room on the third floor.

Then who walked out with the policeman, not Qing Ling, who was unparalleled in singing and dancing on the boat?

Qingling, isn't it Qingyue!

Qingyue is a demon!
Yu Mengmeng suddenly stepped out, clenching the dagger tightly in her hand.

Qu Shan's hands trembled, and she didn't know what to do for a moment.

Liu Yue frowned, carried the knife, and walked out.

"Qingyue!" Standing on the third floor, Yu Mengmeng shouted.

Down below, the woman in the long dress in Tsing Yi who had already walked into the lobby shuddered and turned around slowly.

In the room on the third floor, Su Ming stood up slowly.

A strange color flashed across Zhao Ji's face.

Wu Wang Zhao Cheng gently put down the wine glass in his hand.

Zhu Yunshan turned his head to look at the expressionless Zhang Li, shook his head, and cast his eyes on the red figure holding a long knife opposite him, with a smile in his eyes.

"Om-"

At this moment, the long banner hanging high in the hall suddenly shook!
On it, the golden light shone, turning into golden chains, hovering continuously and clanging.

"There are monsters!"

The Taoist behind the long banner stepped forward, grasped the handle of the long banner, and let out a long shout.

The young man beside him spread his hands and five fingers, and two clusters of light blue light appeared in his palms, and golden light flickered in his eyes.

In the middle of the lobby, the guests who had been gathered together and the girl from Yuncaifang screamed in panic and fled to the surroundings.

"Don't run!"

Hu Shanhai shouted loudly, unsheathed his long knife, and rushed forward.

The policemen behind him drew their knives and stepped forward.

"Don't hurt anyone!" Young Master Chen was shocked, but he was still calm, he shouted and waved his hand.

The warrior guards behind him rushed into the hall to stop the arresters and Hu Shanhai.

The Taoist holding the long banner ignored the chaos in the hall, the long banner in his hand shook, and the golden chains scattered around.

"She's not a demon, I'm—" On the third floor, Yu Mengmeng shouted, and flew up, revealing a golden-red cloud behind her.

On her forehead, a piece of golden scales emerged.

Demon!
Below, Qingyue watched Yu Mengmeng fly down, and with a movement, she rushed towards the eldest son of the Chen family, Chen Que, who was standing on the side, and lightly swept a dagger in her hand, and placed it on his neck.

The sword's edge was thin, and when it was pressed against the neck, bloodstains were already visible.

Mr. Chen's legs and feet trembled wildly, and he managed to stand still.

It's just that everyone's eyes are not on them at this time.

Everyone looked at Yu Mengmeng, who had loose hair, was dressed in red, and had a golden scale on his forehead.

That flying figure is like a monster, but also makes people fascinated.

"This is the demon..." Zhao Yuyan looked at Yu Mengmeng who was flying down like a light cloud, and whispered softly.

(End of this chapter)