I Became an Anonymous Boss

Shirataki's expression changed.

It shouldn't be, she has clearly turned back to the overseas fairy island ahead of time.

Could it be that……

Bai Taki lifted the back of the red fox, walked back to the Meng family mansion, and walked to the side of the white snake.

After a while, the melodious dragon chant resounded in the courtyard, and the blue-scaled flood dragon was entrenched in the martial arts arena, its claws dug into the stone floor, and the dragon looked down.

Meng Chuxue chased after hearing the movement. Seeing the surprised or awe-inspiring eyes of the Meng family, she approached without fear and asked with a small face.

"Are you going now?"

"Something urgent happened, I'm sorry, but it's too late for lunch..."

Meng Chuxue nodded obediently: "Be careful all the way, I will send someone to inform Yanyun Mansion."

Bai Taki instructed: "Don't be too pushy when you encounter troubles, you can go to Yanyun Mansion for minor matters, go to Tianxiang Pavilion for medium matters, and wait for Fanyuegu Sword to arrive for major matters... In short, take good care of the little Guanyin and yourself."

After saying that, Qinglong soared up to the clouds and disappeared into the courtyard.

Mr. Meng couldn't recover for a long time: "Chuxue, who is that young master..."

Meng Chuxue hugged her elbows and tapped her lips: "Didn't I say that?"

When you marry, you only marry the best in the world.

……

Bronze Gate, Blood River.

Gu Qingyi once again stood at the source of the blood river. She looked at the figure on the Seat of Bones and felt that the other person was so lonely.

The girl plucked up the courage to approach, but was stopped by the terrifying eyes under the black robe.

She raised the bag in her hand: "That... I think you should need this..."

The golden pupils under the black robe fell on the bag, and the voice was hoarse and low: "What?"

"Clothes." Gu Qingyi opened the bag: "I don't think you have any clothes on, do you want to try them on?"

On the lonely throne, the Demon King was silent for a long time, as if he couldn't catch the girl's gaze, he finally raised his hand and took off the black robe covering his face, revealing a heroic but dead facial features, with a pair of white cat ears on top of his head, black and white There is a pure white slender tail under the robe.

Gu Qingyi stared blankly, then smiled: "Sure enough, she is a good-looking big sister."

The Demon Emperor said hoarsely: "You have the remains of a real dragon in your body... What did you see from its memory?"

Gu Qingyi pursed his lips, suppressed his smile, and said softly: "Xianxiang is destroyed."

The Demon Emperor smiled bitterly, gritted his teeth and continued with the next sentence: "Kill them all!"

……

Dark clouds hung over the sky of Fairyland, and the land was filled with raging flames.

Batches and groups of monsters looked up at the people living in the sky, their eyes were mad and angry, and they dared not speak out.

The girl was lying on the ground miserably, her clothes were stained with blood, and her beautiful white hair and tail were stained with dark red.

A thunderous dharma sword rested on her shoulder, accompanied by the low voice of the banishing immortal.

"I'm giving you the last day, if you don't tell me where the dragon gate is, she will be killed!"

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Mountains are not high, there are immortals and spirits.

What is a fairy?

It is Baiyujing in the sky, with twelve cities on the fifth floor.

I dare not speak loudly, for fear of frightening the heavenly beings.

It's just a look of anger that lays down millions of corpses.

There may be many people who claim to be immortals, and most of them are seeking immortality, but those who have truly become immortals have only been listed on the celestial list since ancient times.

Looking around the world, these people are the closest to the realm of immortals.

The sun was setting, and there were four people standing in the sky.

One is in a white sword robe, with two swords on his back, and a sword under his feet, standing in the air, with mighty sword energy, cutting through the blue waves of the clear sky with one blow.

Charming like a sword fairy.

Taibai Sword Sect Supreme Elder Wu Qinghong.

One is more than four meters tall, like a general of heaven, with refined muscles and a copper-colored radiance all over his body. There is no grass on the top of his head, leaving four scars.

Buddhist Bodhisattva, Patriarch of Bronze Drum.

One is sitting a huge black tiger. The black tiger is not a real creation, but a phantom of a book that has been enlightened, but it can simulate things into reality. On the back of the black tiger is a dozing Taoist boy.

The leader of Daozong Zhao Yuxian.

One is full of ghostly aura, as if walking out of the underworld, surrounded by endless shadows, entrenched in a corner of the sky, where the sun cannot shine, wearing a battle armor, standing in front of a gate, the ghost-faced gate with blue-faced fangs hides thousands of troops Kazuma.

Ten Halls of Hades Luo Wuxiu.

Ting Ting Di TV once conducted a secret investigation and search. There are only first-grade masters in the world. There are only three people in a hundred years, and there are only six or seven people in a hundred years. .

The first rank of martial arts is Daxian; the first rank of Taoism is heaven and man; the first rank of Buddhism is Bodhisattva; the first rank of ghost way is the king of Hades.

It seems that there is only one Confucian saint missing, Confucianism, Buddhism, Taoism, martial arts, and the peak to powerhouses of several major systems have gathered here.

Among this group of old monsters, the youngest one is over a hundred years old, so gathering here is certainly not for reminiscing about the past.

The Tianmen was broken, and the only first-rank masters in the world had lost their way to ascension. They had spent their entire lives on their respective paths. Of course, they couldn't be willing, and they couldn't be willing to give up.

Wu Qinghong is stepping on the famous sword 'useless', and is copying his robe with both hands. The light of the setting sun falls on his shoulders, illuminating this person like a banished immortal, but he overlooks a messy overseas fairy mountain, frowning unconsciously. Heart murmured, really can't bring up a bit of aloofness.

After all, this trip is a matter of coercion.

The Taibai Sword Sect is the leader of the world's swordsmanship, and his reputation cannot be ruined in his hands. Before Wu Qinghong came, he had already retreated from his position, cutting off all worldly concerns with a single sword, just to get a glimpse of the real realm of sword immortality.

He has been a sword all his life, and he has been a noble habit all his life. He has used three swords in his life and reached the top of martial arts, but he has not made any progress for twenty years.

Feeling lost, he was drawn by some kind of energy when he was wandering in emptiness, and finally came here all the way.

At the same time, there were three other first-rank masters.

Wu Qinghong chose to stand on the sidelines and never drew a sword from the beginning to the end.

Zhao Yuxian was the same, but he just slightly wiped away the turmoil here, and set down a formation so that people from the outside could not notice it.

The Patriarch of Bronze Drum is a Buddhist Bodhisattva, he didn't use too many cruel hands, and he cherished his feathers more, but he didn't want to be disturbed by Qi practitioners, so he dropped a palm, which directly collapsed the gate of Fushui Guanyin Sect, severely injured Qi practitioners, and broke the opponent's least One hundred and fifty years of history.

It is Yama Luo Wuxiu who really implements the strategy of attack and violence.

Tianmen originally did not leave any place for ghosts, because ghost cultivators are inherently deficient, even if they become ghosts and ghosts by themselves, and become the exterior scene of a small thousand worlds, in which they become kings alone, they are destined not to be able to ascend to the outer heavens.

But the collapse of Tianmen made Luo Wuxiu ecstatic, because he saw the opportunity to become a unique ghost fairy.

There are ten halls under the King of Hades, and the masters of the ten halls are used by him. I don’t know how many ghosts and monsters are dormant in his ghosts. They have stored a huge amount of Yin Qi and ghosts for thousands of years. In fact, they are all used by him, and the number is nearly a million.

Millions of Yin soldiers and Yin generals.

This is a force capable of subverting the earth and the world, but it is always hidden in a place where no one sees.

He led the ten halls of ghosts and monsters to come. He was obviously Yama of the underworld, but he seemed like a visitor from the sky.

Hundreds of thousands of yin soldiers and yin generals poured into the overseas fairy island. When the formation of Qi practitioners was smashed by the ancestor of Tonggu, the monsters in Mingyue Township had lost their last barrier. roar.

Mingyue Township was almost completely lost within less than an hour.

Of course, the many monster clans in Mingyue Township have not resisted.

Although the blood of the monster race has weakened over time, coupled with the prosperity of humanity, they have gradually retreated to the outside of the mainland and stayed on overseas fairy islands to recuperate, but this does not mean that this race is really powerless to resist.

Overseas Immortal Island is guarded by the blood of the Western White Tiger. Its cultivation base is nearly a thousand years old, and it is the peak of the second rank. There are about five other second-rank demon clans. However, three of these five demon clans died soon, and the other two The position was also quickly injured by Hades, leaving only this white tiger to resist alone. The reason why it can persist for so long is because this place, as the lonely peak in the overseas fairy island, can be canonized as a righteous god. As a mountain god, it can surpass the rank rank, to display the strength of the first rank.

After all, this place is an island, unlike the dragon veins on land that stretch for tens of thousands of miles and have exhausted energy, the White Tiger Zhengshen who guards this place perseveres hard, and will eventually be exhausted.

Besides, it is only a first-rank monster clan, and there are four first-rank monsters in the sky.

Even if the three choose to stand on the sidelines, it can only retreat under the offensive of Yan Wang Luo Wuxiu's endless yin soldiers and yin generals. In the end, [-]% of Mingyue Township is occupied by monsters and monsters all over the mountains and plains, and it retreats to the last main peak, Guyun.

If it really retreated wholeheartedly, Hades, who was suppressed by the power of the righteous god, would not be able to break through by force.

But fate is like a prostitute, always casting favor on the more evil, flirting with him on purpose, fueling his arrogance.

The daughter of the White Tiger Zhengshen fought with all her strength, and tried to commit suicide when she was exhausted, but failed.

She fell into Luo Wuxiu's hands.

Where there are hostages, there are threats.

Hades gave Baihu Zhengshen three days to think about it, and if she didn't choose to surrender and told the location of the Dragon Gate, she would be thrown out of her wits.

Now, it is the third day.

Wu Qinghong withdrew his gaze, he raised some heights, and the pleasant cold wind blowing from the sea of ​​clouds was more pleasant than the Yin Qi and the burnt smell of the fire.

Dao Tong, who was riding a black tiger, was also not far away. He had been dozing off with his chin resting on his back, and at this moment he finally stretched lazily.

"Don't sleep anymore?" Wu Qinghong seldom spoke with interest. It may have been more than ten years since he spoke last time.

"It's almost time." Zhao Yuxian crossed his legs, the laziness in his eyes quickly dissipated: "It's getting dark."

"Will that tiger demon surrender?" Wu Qinghong asked.

"Tiger demon..." Zhao Yuxian showed a meaningful smile.

This smile fell into Wu Qinghong's eyes, and the eyes of the master of swordsmanship suddenly became very cold.

Zhao Yuxian acted as if he didn't see it at all, and put his hands on the back of his head: "After dark, Luo Wuxiu, who has set up the Great Array of Ghosts and Gods, will also start the final attack. Whether it surrenders or not is actually of little significance."

Wu Qinghong said: "It is indeed a meaningless resistance."

Zhao Yuxian said with a smile: "It's not entirely true, it can be regarded as seeing the courage of the monster race."

Wu Qinghong closed her eyes and said nothing.

Zhao Yuxian asked suddenly: "Why don't you slash the sword, as long as you temporarily cut off the ground veins, the white tiger won't be able to make any waves."

Wu Qinghong glanced at the leader of the Taoist sect, but didn't say a word for a while.