In Sifang Demon City, deep inside the palace.
Outside, a group of demons gathered together, and people were shouting loudly, but inside it was so quiet that you could hear a needle drop.
After a long time, Lu Wu's voice came faintly: "Aren't we doing this too covertly? If the court didn't notice it, missed it, and held us accountable afterwards, how should we explain it?"
The sinister voice of Blue Bird Luan Ling sounded: "You are afraid of being held accountable by the Heavenly Court, but you are not afraid of Lord Zhulonglong?
The Heavenly Court is indeed mysterious, but you and I are well aware of how powerful the Butian Sect is. If what we are doing now is discovered, we will all have to live with it. "
The voice of the charming beauty was full of melancholy: "We are also pitiful, caught between two major forces, neither advancing nor retreating, it is really uncomfortable!
Moreover, I am afraid that in this fight, I will become the pawn who charges into the battle? "
The cold female fairy's voice was much calmer: "You are overthinking. If these two parties really fight desperately, we..."
"How about it?"
"I guess I'm not even qualified to be a pawn. I'm most likely just cannon fodder!"
This is really a truth that makes you unhappy!
But the four demons invariably remembered the scene of being 'taught' by the patrolling immortal official last time. The despair of being unable to resist haunted their hearts like a shadow, almost becoming the nightmare of the four demons.
The voice of Qingniao Luanling became even more sinister: "No matter what, we will stick to the current 'path', listen to Lord Long, and show our goodwill to Heaven.
Although I have been a wallflower for a while, who made me wait for the weak and powerless? "
After a pause, he finally sighed: "Look for an opportunity to reveal more information to Han Li. You have to sell your favor.
However, we still have to do it more secretly, even more secretly..."
Fairy Qingli suddenly said: "If the Heavenly Court is really undamaged after this battle, I will accumulate enough merit to redeem it for a great magical power.
Whether it's the Thirty-Six Divine Powers of Tiangang or the Seventy-two Divine Powers of Earthly Demons, just choose the right one to start with. "
"That's a big deal. These magical powers are really too expensive! However, if Heavenly Court can face the Dragon Lord without losing this battle, the power of its magical powers is indeed worth the price we pay."
"The most regrettable thing is that the Heavenly Court has not yet opened up the method of demon cultivation. If we can exchange it for one or two that are suitable for us, it will be a real huge advantage."
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Inside the cave.
Yusha Sect.
When Mo Chengjun exhaled and spoke, the entire Yusha Sect went into chaos. Those who reacted quickly saw red fire and smoke rising from their bodies, filling the sky.
It has to be said that after obtaining the Lihuo Demonic Demon that was born after the death of the Demonic Immortal, their cultivation level has improved by leaps and bounds. Coupled with the trade of Zhenbao Pavilion, the Zhuosha that they condensed has become more marketable, and the rest of the needs are not enough. Yes, it has really developed rapidly during this period.
However, when these people saw the figure standing in the sky, they couldn't help but pause.
There was no way around it. The Immortal Inspector of Heavenly Court was already a big shot in the land of Kyushu. He had met a lot of people, and his private portraits were widely circulated, not to mention that they were hanging around in the cave.
But, they really didn't expect that their first meeting would be like this?
Several elders of Yusha Pavilion looked at each other, and a fat old man with white hair and white beard walked out of them. He took a step forward and said, "But in front of the inspection immortal official?"
"..."
Mo Chengjun didn't answer, but nodded slightly, looking around as if he was looking for something.
The fat old man didn't show any unhappy expression. He had no choice but to show off his face in front of this person, but he still said: "I don't know if our Yusha Sect has committed something, or if the master of our sect has done something wrong." What mistake made Master Immortal Official so angry?
If the sect does something wrong, we are willing to admit our mistakes and actively correct them! "
His posture was indeed very low, but as soon as he finished speaking, he saw Mo Chengjun raising his hand to interrupt, staring straight in a certain direction.
There, a shuttle-shaped magic weapon appeared quietly and was trying to accelerate, as if it was going to break through the space and escape.
Mo Chengjun watched with interest and did not stop it immediately. Instead, when the shuttle was about to disappear, he raised his hand unsteadily.
The space visible to the naked eye began to bend, deform, and fold into strange arcs. The shuttle disappeared and reappeared, but changed its direction and arrived in front of the Golden Body of Merit.
However, the speed of the shuttle did not slow down, and even got faster and faster, as if it was about to hit, and another hand was raised in front of it.
It was a very simple movement, but the shuttle that could penetrate the void stopped in front of his palm.
No, it didn't simply stop, but it was still moving forward rapidly. The entire shuttle was so fast that only afterimages were left behind, and sonic booms visible to the naked eye rolled behind it.
But even with such rapidity, he could not cross the distance of several feet.
That strong sense of separation and dissonance filled the field of vision, making the surrounding Yusha Sect members commotion, especially the several Yusha Sect elders, with shocked expressions on their faces.
In the shuttle, Chaofeng and Chu Weiyang were crowded together, and their perspectives were different.
Looking out from their field of vision, they saw a big hand that covered the sky standing in front of them, surrounded by strange colorful passages that were so fast that they were distorting space and light.
Seeing the arrival of this patrolling immortal official, they even gave up resistance and just drove the magic weapon to prepare to escape. However, no matter how they operated, even if they turned around directly, they were still facing the direction of the big hand.
They wanted to speed up, but no matter how fast they tried, the distance was still there; they wanted to slow down, but no matter how slow they tried, they never moved an inch.
Chu Weiyang was completely panicked and almost screamed: "This, this, is this a great magical power in space? How could it be, how could it be so, so... unsolvable?"
Chaofeng's face was also very ugly, but he still remained calm. He looked around, took a long breath, and said: "This is no longer a simple magical power. This magical power can be called 'infinite power'." It's on.
The supreme magical power is of the space type. God is really going to kill me. "
Chu Weiyang panicked even more, with a look of despair on his face: "Supreme magical power? Supreme! I, I... grass, messenger, we, what should we do now?"
Chaofeng gritted his teeth, and there was a fierce look in his eyes. He threw his left hand, and a bone whistle magic weapon was bitten into his mouth. He puffed up his cheeks and was about to blow it.
This was the final summons, and he told the outside world that something had happened to him.
And with his right hand, he took out a magic weapon where Chu Weiyang couldn't see it.
The magic weapon was a small sword, only as long as a palm, with a blood-red blade and no hilt. It was held between two fingers by Chaofeng, and there was no trace of any fluctuation in magic power. It was extremely concealed.
Then, he thrust it into Chu Weiyang's back!
Now that his whereabouts are exposed, he must be killed and silenced. Although Chu Weiyang is just a secret agent and doesn't know much, how can he hide some things from him these days?
Because there was no fluctuation in mana, Chu Weiyang was not able to notice it immediately, but after all, he was a major cultivator in the Yin Shen realm. When the sword blade touched his body, he still sensed the threat of death.
It is impossible to avoid it, and it is impossible to resist it!
The only thing he could do was the look of shock and anger on his face...
Of course, he couldn't do anything, but that didn't mean that Mo Chengjun couldn't do it. When he noticed the murderous intention, his eyes suddenly condensed.
He didn't see any movement, and the space in the shuttle suddenly solidified, as if falling into mud, and became extremely heavy.
This is because space is stagnant!
However, simple spatial stagnation could not stop Xiaofeng's continuous burst of mana, so the next second, the entire shuttle suddenly started to rotate counterclockwise.
Okay, then it's not that the shuttle is spinning, but that the entire space is twisted into a twist, and the entire shuttle magic weapon is spinning.
Among them, Chaofeng and Chu Weiyang were as if they had fallen into a washing machine and were stirred up. The two of them bumped into each other and had intimate contact in various positions.
Some were hugging and kissing, some were cheek to cheek, some were on their heads and their feet were on their feet, some were buttocks facing backwards...
Everything, said for a long time, was actually just dozens of breaths. When the 'danger' was completely eliminated, Mo Chengjun stretched out his hand and shook it.
The space returned to normal, as if a piece of paper had been smoothed, while the shuttle stopped quietly in mid-air.
Mo Chengjun stepped forward, reached out to pick it up, and flicked it. He saw two people throwing it out. They rolled several times in the air before stopping.
He ignored Chu Weiyang and just focused his gaze on Shaofeng. His eyes were burning, darting up and down, and there was even more golden light flowing in his pupils, as if he wanted to see through everything about Shaofeng.
Chaofeng felt a sudden chill in his heart. After stabilizing his body, he immediately made a defensive posture. The magic power around his body surged, as if it was about to explode.
Although he was at an absolute disadvantage, his expression still showed little panic, and he looked very calm, as if he had no fear of life or death.
On the other hand, Chu Weiyang, even now, still had a sense of luck.
He first distanced himself from Chaofeng, then put a smile on Mo Chengjun, and asked: "Inspector Immortal Official, what do you mean by this? Could it be that our Immortal Sect has just moved into the cave sky? Are you going to kill the donkey?
Isn't this approach inappropriate?
Aren't you afraid that other immortal sects will feel sad about the death of a rabbit and a fox, and it will be detrimental to the development of Dongtian? "
Mo Chengjun finally took his eyes away from Xiaofeng and looked at the master of the Yusha Sect.
Even now, this person still dares to speak so harshly. I have to say that he is indeed very courageous.
Chu Weiyang felt a little creepy when he saw it. He felt a mountain of pressure coming over him. He twisted his body in discomfort and opened his mouth to say more.
But Mo Chengjun interrupted him with his raised hand, and simply said: "Sect Master Chu, you don't seem to know much about Dongtian?"
"What, what's wrong?"
"This square cave belongs to Heaven, but it was also built by me. Every mountain, every water, every plant and every tree that you can see was created by me.
To a certain extent, I am the master of this cave.
Everything here, including what has happened in the past and what is happening now, cannot escape my eyes. "
After a pause, he continued: "So, are you sure you want me to use a recording stone to reveal the things you did? Or do you want me to expose your true face in front of these sect disciples?"
With just these words, Chu Weiyang shivered completely. All luck and sophistry vanished into thin air. He was completely speechless, as if he had lost his soul.
At this moment, Mo Chengjun looked at the man with an ordinary face but extremely fanatical eyes and said: "I, should I call you the Angel Mender, the Prisoner of the Nine Sons of the Dragon? Or the Feng Feng?"
As he spoke, his eyes glanced at Xiaofeng's right hand.
There, there is a black ring on the thumb. It looks inconspicuous and has no movement. If you look closely, you can distinguish the pattern engraved on it.
The third among the nine sons of the Dragon, he laughs at the wind, loves adventure, and is fond of looking out for the wind.
As for why Mo Chengjun recognized it?
It's because he also has one in his hand, which he got from Tu Su, a half-step martial saint, but the pattern on that one is the second son of the dragon - 'Yai Can'.
Almost instinctively, Xiaofeng covered his right hand, but just by turning his eyes, he seemed to understand something and exclaimed: "It was you, was it you who killed Yazhen?"
Mo Chengjun did not deny it, but said: "Okay, if there is nothing else, how about we leave first? This is not the place to talk?"
But Chaofeng had an indifferent look on his face and said, "You really think you can take me away with you, haha, what a joke?"
As he said this, the magic power around him expanded violently and then suddenly contracted. He was not trying to escape, but to... commit suicide!
Yes, it is suicide!
Are you familiar with this method?
Mo Chengjun had encountered him several times, so the shrunken magic power of Chaofeng suddenly fell thousands of miles without making any waves.
"We have seen so many suicide dramas that they are no longer new. Don't worry, you won't miss a word you said."
"Don't even think about it?"
"We'll know when the time comes."
Mo Chengjun waved his hand again, and the space was distorted, showing the appearance of a door. Chu Weiyang and Chaofeng were put into the storage magic weapon by him, stepped into the portal, and left.
Only a group of old and young people from Yusha Sect were left standing there, looking confused and restless.
By the way, what should they do now?
The barrier outside doesn’t seem to have receded, right?
Just when they were confused, a voice came from the sky: "If you stay here honestly, someone will come here to review and deal with it. If you don't participate, you will be fine..."
The words lingered until they dissipated. Only then did the entire Yusha Sect become completely chaotic.
There is no doubt that for these Yusha Sect disciples, it will be difficult to sleep for some time to come.
Of course, they were not the only ones who had trouble sleeping. When Mo Chengjun returned to the Galaxy Sword Sect and found the Four Seasons Sword Master and told the story, the entire Galaxy Sword Sect became restless.
The female sword master did not rush to a conclusion because Mo Chengjun spoke. He first contacted several palace masters outside through Taixu Tian. He should collect information, confirm the water palace, and return to the water palace. return.
Please note that those who need to be notified and returned here are not just the palace masters, but also the sect disciples and elders who are traveling abroad.
Then Chu Weiyang and Chaofeng were both sent to the Discipline Department!
There are the most talented people in the Galaxy Sword Sect who are good at torture. Now that they have been caught, they must save something.
As for the Yusha Sect, they couldn't just keep it there and ignore it, so Fairy Ruoli led a group of people there.
Finally, the Galaxy Sword Sect also has to carry out a certain degree of mobilization and preparation. Regardless of whether there will be a fight later, this matter cannot be neglected. It is always right to prepare early.
War is an extremely complicated matter. Even a war among immortal cultivators requires logistics, equipment, rapid repairs, elixir support, tactics, and mobilization.
All of these need to be done first.
Although there was no confirmed news, these mobilizations had already created a tense atmosphere in the sect.
This is the first update today. Thank you to the boy who returned from the past for the 400 reward, thank you for the 100 reward that the circle wanted to draw on the corner, and thank you readers for your love!
