The fourth-level demon king, just like that, disappeared with one sword?
Yang Zhen couldn't believe her eyes and looked around. Who is this expert hiding in the dark and saving us?
At this time, the body of the dead tiger demon gradually lengthened, its limbs shortened, and finally turned into a two-foot-long tiger.
Yang Zhen's heart moved. The demon elixir in the fourth-level monster's body is worth a lot of spirit stones, right?
He was about to step forward when he suddenly saw a cloud of black smoke coming out of the tiger demon's forehead, and a humanoid shadow wearing a high hat emerged and fled into the distance.
"What is that?" Zhao Yuer carried the sword and wanted to catch up. However, the figure was extremely fast, dodging a pursuing bolt of lightning, and disappeared into the vast dense forest in an instant.
"That's a ghost, no need to chase it." Zixue shouted.
This beautiful senior sister had a tight pretty face, sharp eyes, and looked like she was in a bad mood.
A silk-like object emitting light blue smoke was carefully put away by her.
Talisman!
Yang Zhen suddenly realized!
However, the demon king in the early stage of the Golden Core was cut down with one sword. Who had to make this talisman to seal such a powerful spell?
What kind of identity would Zixue have with such a talisman?
Thinking back to the scene during the day when she easily took out several high-grade spiritual stones to replace the quicksand, Yang Zhen couldn't help but become more curious about this beautiful senior sister.
"It's not suitable to stay here for a long time, let's leave quickly!" Zixue urged.
Everyone is waking up from a dream, and they have gotten into a big disaster. How long will it take if they don't leave?
Yang Zhen sacrificed the flying boat from the Liang family, and took advantage of the moment everyone jumped into the flying boat to put the tiger demon's body into the storage ring.
Ordinary storage bags can't hold such a big thing.
The flying boat quickly took off and flew towards Zangshui Village.
Although this flying boat is huge and consumes more spiritual stones, it is still much faster than the one Yang Zhen bought herself, with a maximum speed of close to 800 miles per hour.
In just over two-quarters of an hour, the flying boat arrived above Zangshui Village, which meant that it had escaped the range of the mountain.
Everyone relaxed a little.
However, at this moment, a voice floated over from far away:
"You killed my people and you still want to run away?"
The voice seemed to be in their ears, and everyone couldn't help but turn around in shock. But I saw a full moon hanging high in the dark blue night sky. The moonlight was as clear as water, illuminating the rolling mountains and ravines.
Where is anyone?
In the midst of panic, the voice sounded again: "You all can stay!"
This time the sound was clearer, and a black shadow finally appeared on the other side of the distant mountains.
At the same time, the spacecraft seemed to be stuck in a quagmire. After making a dull roar, it was struggling and making slow progress.
Several people on the boat looked at each other with pale faces. This level of cultivation was simply not something they could compete with.
Someone secretly looked at Zixue who was controlling the flying boat, and saw that she had a straight face, said nothing, but did not look panicked.
Everyone felt a little more at peace. At this time, this mysterious senior sister was already the hope of everyone on the ship.
The black shadow in the distance seemed to be just a phantom. In just a few breaths, it disappeared into the sky and suddenly appeared in front of the spacecraft.
At this time, everyone also saw clearly the appearance of the visitor.
This is a middle-aged man who looks like a scribe, with snow-white hair and elegant demeanor, but his appearance is somewhat dove-shaped and swan-faced, which makes people dare not compliment him.
This man looked at everyone on the boat curiously, his thick eyebrows gradually furrowed.
"But how many of you killed King Panhui?"
Everyone was silent, not knowing how to answer for a while.
"I dare to ask, but in front of Senior Cang Min?" Zixue clasped her hands together and said respectfully.
"Oh? Which family are you from, and you actually know me?" the man asked strangely.
"If he is not the master of millions of mountains, who else dares to call the Demon King his subject?" Zixue replied.
"Yeah." The man responded, his brows still furrowed, as if he was thinking about something.
Others on the boat were shocked. The owner of the million mountains, isn’t that the Demon Emperor? They actually saw the Demon King!
What kind of luck is this! Zhang Qianfan's face suddenly turned pale, and he felt that he was doomed this time.
Zhao Yueer held on to Yang Zhen tightly. If a disaster really came, we would live and die together!
Zhou Qi's beautiful eyes were filled with tears, and she hated herself for causing everyone to suffer.
Zhou Po silently stroked a bottle of the best rejuvenation pill, as if unwilling to wake up from the joy of the afternoon and face the cold reality.
Only Chen Ru's face was expressionless, but if she looked carefully, her body was trembling slightly.
However, the Demon King did not take action. He turned his head slightly and looked into the distance.
Another black shadow appeared in the distant sky, quickly escaped towards this side, and came to the man's side after a moment.
"Your Majesty!" The visitor lowered his head in greeting and turned to look at everyone on the boat.
She turned out to be a beautiful woman of exquisite beauty.
I saw her wearing a green crown with phoenix beads and a red gauze skirt with golden silk. Her waist was tight and light and soft. The side of the skirt moved with the wind, faintly revealing half of her slender white pink legs. She was very graceful and graceful. Loss of solemn temperament.
However, at this time, her charming red eyes were sharp, and her eyebrows were dyed with a little vermilion sand. While stunning the world, she was accompanied by a majestic aura.
On her shoulder, stood a seven-inch-long man wearing a tall hat, pointing his finger at Zixue, and chattering in the woman's ear.
The beautiful woman's face gradually darkened, and when she looked at Zixue, murderous intent loomed:
"Little girl, did you kill my Gai'er?"
Zixue's face was calm, and she cupped her hands and said, "I have met Madam Qixia. This junior is very curious, that Panfei is a demon tiger, how can it be Madam's child?"
"Presumptuous!" the woman shouted angrily.
With this scolding, Feizhou's second-level defensive formation that had been activated instantly disappeared like bubbles. In an instant, everyone on the boat felt that the sound in their ears was several times louder, and their brains were buzzing.
"Why did you harm him?" Mrs. Qixia asked sharply.
Zixue took her time and recounted the process, and finally said:
"It is a rule of the Jade Realm that Jindan is not allowed to attack low-level monks at will. The demon clan also recognized this agreement back then. Today, the demon tiger is greedy for beauty and bullies the weak. It is really his own fault."
"Haha!" Madam Qixia laughed angrily: "Are the descendants of the Yunxiao Sect so arrogant now? Even if Panhui is at fault, is that the reason for you to kill him?"
"If I don't kill him, why don't I wait for him to kill us?" Zixue said tit for tat.
Qixia became more and more angry:
"What a sharp-tongued girl! In that case, just go back with me and let your Yan Xiling come and redeem the person!"
Although she was angry, she did not lose her mind. A person who can use such powerful talismans must have an extraordinary background. The demon clan now lives in a corner of the Million Mountains. The consensus among the clan is to live in harmony with the human race, and she doesn't want to hurt the harmony.
Otherwise, how could she, the majestic Demon Queen, talk so much nonsense with a bunch of juniors!
Of course, the girl in front of her has to suffer a lot, otherwise it will be difficult to eliminate her resentment.
However, her plan quickly came to nothing.
Deep in the vast wilderness, a burst of hearty laughter suddenly came:
"Sister Qixia, we haven't seen each other for many years, but you still have such a bad temper! Why do you need to be acquainted with a few juniors?"
Following the laughter, a fat old man with a round face and a rosy complexion floated over.
Yang Zhen raised her eyebrows and recognized that the old man was the one she had seen in Jiuxiao Palace.
My guess was correct, he was indeed the Supreme Elder of the Yunxiao Sect and the ancestor of Yuanying, Yan Xiling!
Doubts suddenly filled his heart.
The troubles of a few Qi-training and foundation-building juniors actually attracted this ancestor?
Yang Zhen didn't think she had such a great reputation, and neither did Zhao Yuer.
There is only one reason——
Zixue!
Moreover, judging from how the ancestor arrived in time, I am afraid that he got the message and left the sect as early as when Zixue urged everyone to escape.
I don’t know if he took the teleportation array along the way, or if he escaped by himself?
Also, how did Zixue notify him? This distance is more than ten thousand miles!
The more Yang Zhen thought about it, the more confused she became.
No matter what, the arrival of Xiling Patriarch made everyone on the boat feel relieved.
Although no one else has seen the Yunxiao Sect's Yuanying Ancestor, everyone is discerning and can make a rough guess.
However, there are two fifth-level demon kings opposite, and there is only one true king here. I don't know if he can withstand it, so I don't dare to completely let go.
"True Lord Xiling?" Madam Qixia was shocked, even though she just called Yan Xiling by his first name. Now that I have really met him, I dare not be disrespectful in the slightest.
"I've met fellow Taoist Xiling." The two demon kings saluted.
"Hahahaha," Yan Xiling laughed loudly and greeted him with a smile as he returned the greeting: "Brother Cangmin, sister Qixia, we haven't seen each other for a while, right?"
"Huh, it's a blessing not to see you, but it's definitely not good to meet you," Qixia Qiubo said with a charming smile: "Brother Yan, you have to judge. My Bei'er has always been respectful to me, and she never provokes your human race. Today is no different. Your people killed him after just a few words of provocation. Isn’t this a bit too much?”
"Could it be that Brother Xiling has realized some magic and wants to give us some advice, so he lets his disciples play such a trick?"
Her words sounded polite, but there was an underlying threat in her words.
Although you, Yan Xiling, are powerful, there are only two of us here. If you don't give me an explanation, tonight will not be a good one.
"How can I, an old man who is half buried in the earth, still be able to comprehend any Taoism?" Yan Xiling waved his hand and said bluntly: "Mrs. Qixia, if you have any ideas, please tell me! But -"
He glanced at the spaceship and said bluntly: "I want to take these disciples back."
Qixia's face darkened, her original intention was to kill someone in return for a life. If the other party insists on protecting the girl with the talisman, then the one that Gui'er likes must be taken away and buried for him!
Unexpectedly, the other party showed no respect at all!
She looked at Cang Min, and the two remained silent, communicating secretly through sound transmission.
Yan Xiling stood with his hands behind his back and did not urge him.
After a while, Qixia said: "In that case, I won't embarrass Brother Yan. Let's do this. Ten Transformation Pills, and then Panhui's body is returned, and things will be understood tonight!"
The so-called transformation refers to the demon clan cultivating a human body and transforming into a human form. Since most monsters can only transform into the demon king, the shape-changing elixir that can improve the transformation efficiency of demons is similar to the Jinyuan Dan that humans take when they attack the golden elixir. A very precious elixir.
Not to mention ten pills like this, even one pill, its price is not a small amount.
"Ten is too many!" Yan Xiling shook his head and refused.
"Brother Yan, tell me, how many?" Qixia calmed down and prepared to bargain with the other party.
Yan Xiling pondered for a moment, and was about to speak when his expression suddenly changed, with a hesitant look on his face, as if he was still a little embarrassed, but in the end he said decisively: "I'll give you back the body, and not a single pill!"
This is simply too much! Cang Min and Qixia immediately changed their expressions.
"Brother Yan, are you being overbearing? Could it be that the life of my demon clan is not life in your eyes?" Cang Min asked coldly. A spear was slowly drawn out. It seemed that if Yan Xiling didn't give him a satisfactory answer, today's battle would be inevitable!
"It's not impossible to give it," Yan Xiling said word by word: "However, you also have to compensate for the loss of the talisman!"
Cang Min was stunned.
He had known Yan Xiling for a long time and knew that the old man was a smooth-tempered man, not the kind of overbearing and troublesome person. These words today are completely out of his usual style!
If he hadn't sensed that the other person was refreshed and full of energy, he would have suspected that it was a different person or that someone had taken away his body.
"Something's wrong!" He suddenly felt something in his heart and shouted loudly: "Who is sneaking up there, come out!"
After saying that, he shook the spear in his hand, and a white light shot out, roaring towards the top of Yanxiling.
The speed is as fast as a shooting star.
"Qiang!" A blue ice brick suddenly appeared in mid-air. It collided with the white light and exploded. It instantly aroused several transparent shock waves and distorted the space. The aftermath echoed around for a long time.
Yan Xiling waved a light shield to block part of the shock wave and protect the flying boat beneath him.
However, at the moment when the ice brick exploded, a purple cold light suddenly appeared, drawing a strange arc in the night sky and shooting towards the demon that had been chattering endlessly.
I don’t know what kind of strange object this purple light is, but it actually freezes ghosts like ghosts into ice sculptures. Immediately afterwards, the ice sculpture shattered, and the ghost fell into pieces and died.
This sudden change was like a rabbit rising and a falcon falling, Cang Min and Qixia were stunned. Yan Xiling, on the other hand, seemed to have expected it, and his face remained calm.
"Yan Xiling!" Cang Min said in a trembling voice, "When did your Yunxiao Sect gain a true king?"
He had just exchanged a move with the man in the dark, and he had already tested out that the other person was definitely a Nascent Soul Lord. Although his cultivation level is still inferior to his own, this person's spells are quite exquisite and have an indescribable weirdness. In the end, he was able to kill the demon in front of himself and Qixia!
Who is this person and how can he be so powerful!
If Yunxiao Sect has an extra true king, will he take the opportunity to oppress our demon clan?
But in an instant, he felt relieved. This place is already the territory of the human race, which limits the performance of himself and Qixia. If it is deep in the millions of mountains filled with demonic aura, if they dare to come, they will definitely not be able to survive!
However, it may be difficult to seek justice for Panhui today.
Thinking of this, he felt fierce in his heart, and a plan came into his mind.
"Yan Xiling!" He said sternly: "I ask again, will you pay for the Transformation Pill or not?"
"Brother Cang Min," Yan Xiling sighed, with a somewhat helpless tone: "It's still the same sentence, you compensate for the loss of the talisman, and we compensate for the transformation pill."
"How many?"
Yan Xiling was silent for a while, with a wry smile on his face, and stretched out three fingers: "Three!"
The talisman that sealed the peak strike of the golden elixir was worth at least three hundred thousand. As for the Transformation Pill, although it can help the demon clan transform, without it, the demon clan is not unable to transform, but it is more troublesome. In addition, the demon clan has always been poor and lacks spiritual stones. Therefore, if this kind of elixir can be auctioned in the market and fetch 100,000 spiritual stones, the client will probably be happy to burn incense.
Cang Min is not a person who doesn't understand the market. If he really wants to trade like this, he will suffer a big loss.
Cang Min became even more angry and sneered: "Even so, we have nothing to talk about. Qixia, let's go!"
After saying that, he grabbed his Taoist companion and left without looking back.
This move made Yan Xiling a little confused, and he hurriedly shouted: "Cang Min, don't act recklessly!"
"rest assured!"
"Then what do you want to do?"
"What are you doing? Haha, you will know about Panshan Mountain in two years."
"Isn't Panxi Mountain three years from now?" Yan Xiling asked strangely.
Cang Min's voice was getting farther and farther away: "You have imprisoned a layer of illusory formation, it's ahead of schedule!"
Yan Xiling looked at the two demons going away with his brows furrowed.
Cang Min, what on earth does he want to do?
