Begin immortality by slaying demons.

Chapter 510: Nanyang Sect Master, Dragon Palace Prince (6K2)

The faint smell of blood has not completely dissipated.

Elder Liu's roar seemed to still linger in everyone's ears, until a cold wind blew by, and the monks in the square shivered together, feeling a chill running from the soles of their feet along their spines to the top of their heads.

They instinctively raised their heads and looked up at the sky.

Shen Yi sat high up on the long steps. His voice was not loud, but in the dead silence, it was loud enough for every cultivator to hear it clearly.

The thin letter was stuck upright on the long table.

The letter remained unopened until Liu Xingshan's death.

But no one would question whether there was anything wrong with this.

Not only was Liu Xingshan's excited reaction almost enough to prove that he had something to hide, but there was also Shen Yi's current identity. The other party was the sect master, and his words were golden... To put it bluntly, even if Liu Xingshan was really wronged, as long as the other six sect masters didn't speak up today, no one else would dare to stand up and save him.

Of course, the matter has been settled.

Elder Liu was the most powerful among the Seven Sons of Nanhong, second only to a handful of Daoists and the six sect leaders. There was no doubt that his status was high. His death should have been a major event that shook the entire Nanhong, but at this moment it was so silent and did not cause any waves.

Compared to the reason for his death, the monks were more shocked by the process of his death.

Even though Liu Xingshan was not in good condition, even though he only opened two cities, after all... he was still the famous elder of the Tianjian Sect.

Just stomping your feet can cause huge waves in Nanhong.

Facing a life-and-death attack from such a powerful opponent, even people like Su Hongxiu and Wei Yuanzhou need to concentrate fully, or they may risk stumbling.

But Sect Leader Shen didn't even show any intention of getting up.

He just raised his hand lightly, without offering sacrifices to the Taoist Palace or opening the Baiyujing Immortal City, he just pressed it down slowly.

Liu Xingshan's turbulent energy suddenly calmed down.

The figure that rushed forward in anger was like a drop in the ocean, without causing any ripples, and then shattered into a pile of flesh.

Being killed so easily!

How could this be the means that a cultivator from Baiyujing should possess?

The Taoists who were originally looking forward to watching the fun all fell silent, and then in unison cast fearful glances towards the figure on the long steps.

"..."

The corners of Wei Yuanzhou's eyes twitched twice. This subtle change could be considered a bit of a loss of composure for a man like him who was known for his calmness.

He knew that Shen Yi was making rapid progress, but his feelings were not much different from those of the other Daoists regarding the horrifying scene before them.

Because this is no longer something that can be explained by talent or understanding.

There are rumors in ancient books about someone who attained enlightenment and became an immortal one day, but the rumors are false after all. However, the Sect Master Shen in front of him, who reached Baiyujing in less than a year and crushed his peers, is a real person.

Apart from the reincarnation of an immortal, Wei Yuanzhou could not think of a second possibility.

Even the palm strike just now seemed like the method of an immortal, otherwise how could he have killed Liu Xingshan so easily? He was Elder Bai Yujing who had the ability to open the three cities, not a fish on the chopping board.

He suddenly felt a little scared.

If my sister had been stronger at the time, and had really caused some trouble to Sect Master Shen, and had kept her from me knowing, and left me no chance to make amends... then it would definitely not be as simple as sealing her cultivation and locking her up.

Next to Wei Yuanzhou.

Su Hongxiu stood with her hands hanging down, staring at the place where Liu Xingshan fell. She closed her eyes, and a solemn expression appeared on her slightly mature face. The tip of her nose twitched slightly, as if she smelled something.

That was the smell of a sword, like some kind of sword body that he didn't know.

In addition to this... there are also Taoist soldiers.

If I'm not mistaken, it should be the Hongmeng Heavenly Soldiers.

At the moment when Liu Xingshan's body shattered, although these faint auras only appeared for a moment, they were still captured by Su Hongxiu's keen perception.

It looks like just a palm, but it contains many things.

Liu Xingshan’s death was not unjust.

Su Hongxiu opened her eyes and did not feel proud of noticing these things. Instead, the solemnity and amazement in her eyes when she looked at Shen Yi became even stronger.

The deeper you look, the more you realize how horrible this is.

What she was thinking about before was when Shen Yi would grow to the point where she would be really interested in a fight, but after this scene, the only thing left in her mind was how to win and how to deal with this palm.

Even if we open the third city, can we win?
The moment this thought came to her mind, Su Hongxiu was stunned.

You have to know that when she was facing Liu Xingshan before, she thought that if she used all her strength, she could kill him with one sword. But now, because of Shen Yi, she began to doubt herself.

"There's always a chance to hand over the phone."

Su Hongxiu slowly shifted her gaze away. She couldn't continue looking at it, otherwise it would only make her deeply confused. She would be timid before the battle even begins and her heart would be lacking.

"Why did they suddenly... start fighting..."

Fairy Baohua subconsciously cast a glance towards her master. It was not because she was mentally weak, but simply because she was much younger than those Nanhong Daozi, and she also lacked experience.

More importantly, this matter involved Shen Yi, and she became inexplicably upset.

"..."

The old woman holding the cane shook her head gently at Fairy Baohua, signaling her disciple to be quiet, but although she seemed calm, the envy that flashed across her eyes could not be faked.

It is worthy of being the largest human force in Nanhong.

Such a young monk has the strength that even an old lady like her is slightly surprised.

No wonder he was supported to become the sect leader before he achieved the Dao.

Such a genius would be sought after by all major forces, not to mention in Nanhong, even in the entire Hongze.

These major forces even include the Dragon Palace.

They should not mind having a purple-bearded white dragon known as a fairy secretly fall in love with them, just like they did with Xuan Qing many years ago. During that period, the Dragon Palace and human forces were at their most peaceful. They did not disturb each other and lived separately on land and water.

This immortal couple saved countless monks from danger and gave them a precious time for self-cultivation.

I think of the four words "fairy couple".

There was a hint of mockery at the corner of the old woman's lips, as well as a murderous intent that no one could detect.

Some beasts, no matter how many beautiful sentences you use to describe them or how many good names you give them, are born to be ridden by others!

Xuanqing, you are really blind...

"this."

Fairy Baohua found that her master had suddenly fallen into deep thought again, and her face froze slightly. Her master was probably the only one in the room who could still have a wandering mind in such a situation.

Fortunately, there were other giants in the Hedao realm on the scene.

The six clan leaders quickly withdrew their gazes. They had different thoughts, but it was not appropriate to discuss them at the Seven Sons Conference.

Wei Yuanzhou’s idea is actually very normal.

Although Nanhong is a bit remote, it is also in contact with the outside world. Things like the reincarnation of immortals are not unheard of... Let’s not talk about immortals, let’s be frank, what is the relationship between Shen Yi and Senior Brother Qin?
This young monk was born in Nanyang.

However, others could not see any fear of the outside world from him. It seemed that he had accepted this matter the moment he stepped out, and his goal was extremely clear.

In a short period of time, not only did his cultivation level soar, but he also completely established a feud with the Dragon Palace.

According to information quietly observed by several sect leaders these days, this young man has not done anything else at all. He has either offended the Dragon Palace or is on his way to offend the Dragon Palace.

Shen Yi's thoughts could be seen from the blood talisman he deliberately revealed when he raised his palm just now.

It wasn't enough for Senior Brother Qin to train one Dragon Slayer, but now he wants to do it a second time? Or is it Senior Brother Qin himself who wants to come back to help his disciple solidify this title?
The six clan leaders lowered their eyes and looked towards the figure sitting on the chair.

That fair and handsome face held the same calmness as that of Senior Brother Qin back then, which temporarily put them into a brief trance.

There was a hint of confusion in the eyes of the Qingyue Sect Master: "..."

What are you doing back here? Do you want revenge?

But you don’t have any enemies in Hongze. Your enemies come from heaven.

Brother, do you want to take us with you to die... It's not that we can't die, but I'm worried that even if I die, I won't be able to die.

"continue."

The Wushuang Sect Leader gently raised his palm, and as his voice spread, everyone's minds suddenly calmed down.

Let’s put Liu Xingshan’s matter aside for now.

The entire Seven Sons Conference was carried out in an orderly manner according to the previously established procedures.

More than a dozen elders from Baiyujing stood up, stepped on auspicious clouds and ascended into the air. Holding jade orders in their hands, they began to read out the decree aloud.

When those obscure verses came out of their mouths, they were picked up by a huge crane formed by the gathering of white clouds and flew away to all directions. The name of the new leader of Nanhong Seven Sons would spread throughout Nanhong at the fastest speed, and even to places farther away.

Whether in the mountains or in the oceans, countless creatures will know about this major event that can shake the situation in Nanhong.

Seven white rainbows shone brightly, the sacred mountain trembled, the sky sword rose up, the green waves became more turbulent, and the clear moon dimmed its brilliance as white clouds swirled.

Against their backdrop, the huge sun hanging high in the sky appeared even more dazzling, and its warm light enveloped this rare beauty.

The guests stood up and saluted.

The disciples of the Immortal Sect stepped in unison, holding the swords in both hands, and knelt on one knee towards the figure at the top.

"..."

On the long steps, Shen Yi was still sitting quietly. Today he was no longer the humble monk who had just arrived in Hongze. The fluttering white Nanyang robe he wore represented the entire Nanyang Sect and more than 180 vassal families.

At this moment, the lives of these people depend on him.

Of course, that's what is said.

But it's still boring.

Shen Yi closed his eyes and recalled the feeling of slashing with the ink blade. Taoist weapons and ordinary magic weapons are completely different. It looks like just a knife, but in fact it is the blessing of the entire fairy city for cultivators.

After all, it was the first time that the Immortal City was sacrificed.

After using the Palm of No Life, Shen Yi took the initiative to remove the confusing effect of Tianyan Sijiu. He also wanted to try out what the difference is between himself and the cultivators of the same realm after he had consumed so much of the demon's lifespan and ascended to Baiyujing.

However, the result disappointed him a little.

It’s not that there is any problem with the effectiveness of the Ink Blade or the Black Armor, but mainly because Liu Xingshan’s condition is not right. Both his aura and his state of mind seem to have suffered great damage, and he is completely unable to exert his full strength.

This caused Shen Yisheng to be extremely relaxed, and the gap between the Taoist soldiers was not reflected at all.

Never mind, there is always a chance.

Shen Yi opened his eyes, glanced at the Taoists below, and then glanced in a certain direction.

……

The white crane spread its wings and disappeared into the clouds. Beyond the Seven Sons of Nanhong, there was a jagged floating island. Three figures stood with their hands behind their backs, quietly watching the white crane leave.

The leader was a snake.

It was dressed in gorgeous clothes, and it stuck out its tongue. Its pupils exuded a chilling coldness, and its voice was indifferent: "Give them a little face in the end."

Even though the Dragon Palace is already 90% sure, this invasion of the aquatic tribe is still related to the Seven Sons of Nanhong.

But there is no evidence after all.

There is no need to disturb the Seven Sons Conference.

but……

Today is the day.

The snake dragon was holding the Dragon Palace Crown Prince's decree, and this time he came, he must seek an explanation for the Fifth Prince and the four dragon grandchildren.

It was meaningless for the Seven Sons of Nanhong to use the conference as an excuse to delay time. The whole Nanhong knew what kind of character their prince had.

Either ignore it, or if anyone shows up, he will come to question you as half the Lord of Nanhong.

How could I possibly accept something that ended in vain?

"I also want to see how they plan to get away with this matter." The demon general behind him also showed a ferocious expression.

The lives of so many powerful aquatic warriors cannot be taken care of with just a few words.

As the saying goes, use courtesy before force. If the Seven Sons of Nanhong are unwilling to take the step given by the Dragon Palace, they naturally have other ways to deal with it.

In the eyes of these demon generals, this is actually a very good opportunity.

As long as the Southern Dragon King is still alive, the Western Dragon Palace will definitely give its full support. Now that the Seven Sons Conference has just ended and the attention of all the forces in Nanhong, big and small, is focused here, why not have a real fight?

Even if they cannot annihilate the Seven Sons in one fell swoop, with the combined power of the two Dragon Palaces, they can at least severely injure this group of cultivators, make them lose face, and cause their forces to fall apart, leaving them with no chance of recovery for tens of thousands of years.

How can I allow others to sleep soundly beside a tiger's bed?

Even if the Seven Sons of Nanhong appear to be calm, they are still a powerful force that cannot be underestimated, which makes the Dragon Palace warriors like them often feel hesitant when doing things.

"If you break the rules, you must give an explanation." The remaining demon general, who looked a little dull, slowly raised his head and looked in the direction where the seven white rainbows converged.

"What do you want to explain?"

At this moment, a hoarse voice came from behind it.

The demon general tensed up all of a sudden and looked back subconsciously. Before he could say anything, he heard sarcastic words coming from the other side.

"Are your rules worthy of being called rules?"

"..."

The leading snake-dragon clenched its claws, and in just a moment's breath, it was sweating profusely. As a great demon general of Baiyujing who was deeply trusted by the prince, it was totally unaware of the approach of others.

The corner of his eye quickly glanced to the side.

The next moment, those pupils filled with coldness slowly spread out.

Behind the three of them, there was a majestic figure several meters tall standing quietly. The huge dragon horns were intimidating, and there were dense dragon beards on the sharp lower jaw. The body was so strong that it seemed to almost explode, and the chest and abdominal muscles were as thick as blue bricks.

The whole body is like a towering mountain, covered with rough golden scales.

Just standing there with his hands hanging down and looking indifferent, he gives people an endless feeling of oppression, as if they can't breathe.

The snake dragon looked to the other side again.

A figure as majestic as a mountain slowly walked over. His body was dark gold in color, and his arms sticking out of his shell were as thick as giant trees. Even the surface of his skin was as rough as rocks. There was a playful smile on his ferocious face.

These two uninvited guests seemed strange and unusual.

Not only is there a terrifying aura emanating from them, but also their old bodies have obviously lived through hundreds of thousands of years, yet they have not lost their vitality at all.

"Where did this old monster come from?"

The snake swallowed and unconsciously took a step back.

Logically speaking, a great demon that can live for so long should at least be as strong as the prince and possess strength comparable to that of the Hedao realm.

However, the cultivation base of these two demons is obviously not that high. But just in terms of their bodies, they seem to have developed to the extreme, and the nobility of their bloodline... To be disrespectful, the feeling given to the snake dragon is even more amazing than that of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

"Who are you to dare to meddle in the affairs of the Dragon Palace?!" the snake dragon asked with forced calmness.

The two strange monsters hadn't replied yet, but the dull monster general seemed to have seen something unbelievable. He stared at the yellow dragon's eyebrows and eyes. The more he looked, the more familiar it seemed. Finally, he uttered a word that he didn't even believe.

"Thirteen... Master Thirteen?"

"..."

Ke Shisan glanced over, then slowly raised his hand, and five sharp dragon claws slowly opened.

In an instant, powerful demonic power burst out, enveloping the body of the demon general and rolling it to his side amid his panicked roar.

Ke Shisan's dragon claws firmly grasped the demon general's head and lifted it in mid-air, his eyes full of indifference.

It said calmly: "You should call me the Lord of the East Palace... Be more careful in your next life."

Before he could finish his words, the demon general's head exploded in Ke Shisan's palm. Sticky blood plasma dripped down his fingertips and was casually shaken off by him.

"you!"

The other demon general stared at the scene in amazement, then rushed to the side without hesitation.

However, before it left the floating island, its vision was occupied by a dark light.

boom!
Wu Jun slammed his shoulder on it, which should have sent the demon general flying back to the floating island. However, he did not expect that under the outpouring of such terrifying and vast power, the demon general's bones were shattered and his body was blown into pulp!
"..." Ke Shisan glanced at it in silence.

"..." Wu Jun was stunned for a moment, and helplessly patted the blood stains on his shoulders: "I will be responsible for collecting the bodies."

The snake sniffed the blood at its nose and looked at the two monsters in silence.

Before he could even start, the two had already started talking about collecting the bodies.

Is this old golden dragon really related to the Thirteen Dragon Grandchildren?
And the other party calls himself the Lord of the East Palace... What palace is that?

Why has it never heard of such a force in Nanhong? Could it be from outside?

But none of this matters.

The most important thing now is your own life.

"You two, I am here on the orders of the Crown Prince of the Southern Dragon Palace to inquire with the Seven Sons of Nanhong about the disaster of our water tribe. Moreover, when two armies are at war, envoys are not killed. If you two insist on your own way and break the rules, I am afraid that disaster will befall you."

The snake dragon picked up the decree without hesitation, as if it was holding a life-saving straw.

But the decree that made all the forces in Nanhong quite fearful actually made the black turtle monster laugh out loud.

"laugh."

Wu Jun walked towards the snake dragon step by step, suddenly stretched out his hand to hold the other's neck, and then pointed at his face: "Do you know me?"

"Huh!" The snake dragon was still immersed in the monster's amazing body. The seemingly casually waving palm made it feel that there was no escape.

When he heard the question, he subconsciously replied, "I don't know him."

"That's it."

The smile on Wu Jun's face slowly faded, and he became as cold as Ke Shisan: "So, why do you think I care about your rules?"

In an instant, a thick black light flowed onto the snake's body like ink, enveloping it completely at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Ho! Ho!"

The snake dragon still held the decree in his hand, raised it high, eyes wide open, breathing heavily: "My prince is a true dragon comparable to the Hedao realm!"

Just as it finished speaking, it suddenly heard a muffled sound coming from its body.

I saw that the entire abdomen was pierced from behind by a huge sharp claw.

Then the dragon claw suddenly clenched and crushed its internal organs.

Ke Shisan slowly withdrew his right claw.

The snake dragon stumbled to the ground, its body wrapped in black light. It covered its abdomen tightly, staring at the two majestic figures in disbelief.

However, it was not given the opportunity to say anything more.

Wu Jun had already raised his foot and stepped forward brazenly!

While crushing the snake's body, he also stepped on the edict.

It lowered its eyes to look, and not only did it not raise its foot, it even stepped on it a few more times casually, with a mocking smile on its face: "I know you can see it."

Wu Jun crushed the decree bit by bit, with a provocative tone in his voice: "Not convinced?"

It stretched out two fingers and tapped its temple gently, its expression gradually becoming more and more arrogant: "This Palace Master is waiting for you to come to me, tsk, Prince... just a reptile of Nanhong."

"As for now, you can go away."

Wu Jun retracted his gaze and completely crushed the decree.

And far away under the water.

In the magnificent Prince's Palace.

The old dragon, wearing a crown and gorgeous clothes, was leaning against the throne, looking as quiet as if he was sleeping, but through the crown, one could see his expressionless face, which was extremely gloomy at the moment.

It stared into nothingness in silence.

After a long time, he finally closed his eyes.

The corners of his lips showed a chill that chilled one to the bone, and his sigh echoed throughout the hall.

Has the Nanlong Palace been silent for too long?

Now, not only the Seven Sons of Nanhong, but even those messy forces dare to come in and take action?
In that case, let's give it a try.

Let’s give it a try and see if the Nanlong Palace has really fallen to the point where anyone can bully it.

In an instant, the figure of the Crown Prince of Nanlong Palace disappeared between the thrones.

When it reappeared, it had already arrived at the blue brick hall at the deepest part of the waters. It stood in front of the crude yellow dragon statue and bowed towards the entrance of the abyss: "Father, I am here to see you."

Ke Laosi knelt on the ground, begging for who knows how long but there was no response in the abyss cave, but at this moment, a glimmer of life finally appeared.

An old and deep sound floated out along with the waves.

"allow."

This simple word contains boundless majesty.

In the abyss, a pair of golden eyes slowly lit up, and the dark green pupils seemed like the most resentful thing in the world.

(End of this chapter)