"The Ninth Generation Demon Lord is probably a former sword spirit?" The young man thought for a moment and raised a bright smile, "In the demon clan. Who do you think I am."
The young man jumped lightly into the air and stood neatly in front of Ye Qiao. His dark eyes curled up, and the murderous aura that rolled around him was swallowed up by him. The stick hanging on Ye Qiao's waist was not conspicuous. The black demon costume can perfectly conceal the existence of this stick.
Bu Jianjun appeared too suddenly.
It crushed all the attacks around him, and some even sank into the boy's body and was devoured.
But this sword spirit actually appeared suddenly.
The former sword spirit of the Ninth Generation Demon Lord has laid out the answer on the surface, so it is not difficult to guess.
"Are you the Demon Lord's... Sword Spirit?" The aura was so similar to their Demon Lord's that the moment the young man's figure appeared, he was so weak that he almost knelt down due to his weak mental endurance.
But... isn't it?
"A stick?" Some sharp-eyed people noticed that he seemed to run out of a stick hanging on Ye Qiao's waist.
He stretched his neck in surprise and kept looking at Bu Jianjun.
impossible. When did the body of their Demon Lord Sword Spirit look so ugly?
"It should be able to change. The main body is a sword." Meng Liu suddenly interrupted, "I felt it was very familiar before. It feels the same everywhere."
Judging the Demon Lord's aura is instinctive, and almost every demon clan can firmly remember the Demon Lord's aura.
At the moment of lightning, Meng Liu, who was originally pinned down by several Nascent Soul Stages and couldn't move, suddenly raised his head when he thought of the words "Nine Generation Demon Lord's Former Sword Spirit" he left behind. He suddenly knew how to escape. The young man's dark eyes With excitement and some unknown emotions in his eyes, he suddenly said, "You guys, show some respect to the Demon Lord's sword spirit."
"..."
Almost at the moment when Bujun announced his home.
The elder responsible for arresting Ye Qiao was a little stunned, and subconsciously relaxed the pressure on Ye Qiao.
Demon Lord’s sword spirit?
real or fake?
Regardless of whether it's true or not, the aura on this young man's body cannot be false at least. It takes a long time for him to get it by sleeping in the same bed with the Demon Lord.
Bu Jianjun is worthy of being a being that even the Demon Lord dared to step on. He silently held the two elders hostage, his eyes suddenly bent, and his evil voice looked like a bandit, "I say it again, let go of my sword master." .”
The sinister aura was like a sharp blade piercing into the air, followed by the lingering smell of blood and killing.
Miscalculated.
Damn it, this person turned out to be Bu Jianjun’s sword master.
Why are you tying people up and tying them to the head of the missing sword master?
Ye Qiao raised his brows slightly, and suddenly realized that being with him was really a lot more restrained. Following the ninth generation demon king in the battle, the sword spirit itself was stained with an unknown amount of blood. It was not a short period of time from beginning to end. can disappear within.
"Are you really... His Majesty's sword spirit?" The arrogant demon's voice became softer and sounded particularly weak. "Do you have any evidence?"
The aura is very familiar, and he is also the sword spirit of the demon clan, but what proof can he use to prove it?
Bu Jianjun didn't even bother to look at him. He looked at the demon here and picked out two black silk threads, which were like sharp knives and easily cut open the neck.
The smell of blood spread instantly. After seeing the blood, Bujianjun could no longer control the urge to massacre this place. He smiled and said, "Then let the Demon Lord confront me."
The moment the young man took action, the strings in everyone's hearts tightened almost instantly, and murderous intent surged, but still no one dared to take action.
Bu Jianjun had someone to rely on. After they had basically confirmed his identity, they could only look at each other and laugh dryly.
Who dares to let the Demon Lord come to confront him? They don’t know why the Demon Lord lost his spiritual sword. This generation of Demon Lord has been criticized for not having a spiritual sword. Maybe there is something going on. They are tired of living and looking for it. Demon Lord?
"No need." He believed it.
He cautiously greeted me along the way, "Sir, what do you think?"
"Let us go." But Jianjun wasn't used to so many people. No one among the several demon clans would be curious about the demon clan's spiritual sword. Anyone who looked at him would glare back in displeasure.
With two stages of transformation and five stages of Nascent Soul, it would be difficult for her to escape directly. If she made too much noise, she would undoubtedly become the target of public criticism.
Bu Jianjun's appearance made Ye Qiao realize what twists and turns are.
Observing the changing expressions of the young master and other demons, Ye Qiao quickly understood the connection between the two. He immediately didn't even bother to pretend anymore, and stood up and hid behind the sword spirit, feeling confident and confident. Eat the soft rice of Sword Spirit.
She did her best to act like a villain, cleverly hiding behind Bu Jian Jun, and determined to eat the soft rice to the end, "It's too scary, Bu Jian Jun, you must help me take revenge."
Bu Jianjun was flattered and blinked quickly. He didn't expect that she would choose to rely on him, "Qiaoqiao?"
Ye Qiao observed Meng Liu's expression. This young master had a lot on his mind. In the demon world, it was easy to arouse suspicion if he refused to take action no matter what. Fearing that he would suspect that she was a monk, she immediately chose to make a fool of herself. A soft-boiled character, "Come on, it's up to you this time."
Her encouragement made the boy happy instantly, right? You still have to rely on him at the critical moment!
The Flying Immortal Sword is unreliable.
He is the most powerful sword among all Ye Qiao's swords.
The moment Meng Liu saw Bu Jianjun and figured out the origin of this sword spirit, he was thinking about how to use this sword spirit. However, Ye Qiao's act of confidently eating soft food almost made his eyes pop out of his eyes.
Just when he was feeling indignant about this, he heard a low-pitched warning voice from an elder in the transformation stage, "Meng Liu!! Did you do this on purpose?"
Deliberately making them misunderstand that the two of them are together? And then severely offend their Demon Lord’s natal sword?
Oh no, the former natal sword.
The elders used the sound transmission method, but no one could hear it except Meng Liu. Meng Liu raised his hand, but he didn't expect that there would be such a big blame, and he said he was wronged, "I really don't know. I am willing to bet my grandfather's life to make an oath." .”
If he had known that this was Bu Jianjun's sword master, he would not have refused to help her in the first place.
That is the sword of the demon lords of the past. It should be noted that demon cultivators and monks are really different. Monks only have some privileges if they are personally taught, but they basically respect equality. Except for a few individuals who are domineering based on their status and cultivation level, they are still very harmonious. of.
But those who choose to be possessed by demons are mostly those with twisted and bad minds. Meng Liu is certainly not a good person. The Tao of Xiaoyao itself is not clear-cut between good and evil.
Among all the paths, only the path of common people and the path of killing have two clear positions. One is the righteous path with roots and roots, and the other is the innate demonic path.
The rest of the Tao is both good and evil, in other words, good and evil can occur in a single thought.
Such a chaotic place can easily lead to riots if not properly controlled.
Therefore, the Demon Clan is a hierarchical place, and the orders of the superiors are above all else.
Demons have a deep respect for superiors engraved in their bones. To put it bluntly, this sword may have a higher status than the Demon Lord himself. After all, it was born in the Demon World.
"I really didn't expect it." Meng Liu lowered his head, seeming to be amazed, and finally laughed uncontrollably: "It turns out to be Lord Demon Lord's spiritual sword."
"But it seems to have changed hands now."
It became the sword of an unknown demon cultivator.
I don’t know what Demon Lord thought after seeing it. He felt quite happy, even though he was not the one who got the sword, but just thinking about it, knowing that his destiny sword fell into the hands of someone else, he would be so angry that he would go crazy.
The expressions on the faces of the demon cultivators present were very exciting, and they were obviously very dissatisfied with this dramatic scene.
Why did my own sword spirit sneak around and find a Nascent Soul stage sword master? That was the sword of their past demon lords.
He is only in the Nascent Soul stage, and although he looks young, powerful spiritual swords are only worthy of being owned by the strong. Unless the other party is extremely talented, you are really looking for a loser.
Bu Jianjun doesn't know what low-key is, let alone how to write modesty. Of course, he ordered the people here to prepare a larger residence. As if they were treating them as their subordinates, the demon cultivators didn't dare to have any objections. They didn't even have the courage to take a look, so they hurriedly ran out to prepare for him.
Ye Qiao looked at it and smacked his tongue slightly, maybe it was an exaggeration.
Even in the five major sects, the elders do not dare to order people like this. The most serious thing is to sweep the floor.
As a result, Bu Jianjun in the Demon Realm completely regards these people as tools that can be manipulated at will.
Meng Liu came closer to her and saw Ye Qiao's confusion. He guessed that she might have never encountered such a scene before, so he whispered, "It's different." The young man said softly with unclear meaning, "In our case Here, the orders from those at the top trump everything else.”
"The positioning of the sword itself..." He moved his lips, "It's really powerful. In other words, his status is above us."
In other words, Bu Jianjun can walk sideways, and as long as he doesn't run into the Demon Lord, his identity is really useful.
Ye Qiao's eyes widened when he saw him explaining like this, "Then I can lie down relying on the sword spirit all the way."
Meng Liu was about to speak but stopped and glanced at her.
Not only gnawing on babies, but also gnawing on swords.
No wonder he could be so arrogant. Meng Liu nodded, "Theoretically it's possible."
If he had the Demon Lord's former spirit sword to rely on, he would have defected far away with the sword. Ye Qiao was really lucky.
Two lolita and a sword spirit can walk sideways among the demons without any problem.
The scene was easily suppressed by a sword spirit. Ye Qiao followed and left without any problem. Meng Liu saw this and wanted to follow, but was left behind. The reason is that he must be punished for trying to defect again.
Meng Liu almost yelled, why didn't you mention punishment before? Isn't it because he resented him for not informing you in advance about not seeing you?
But he really didn’t know! !
…
After Meng Liu came back from being punished, it was already late at night. During those several divine transformation stages, he had perfectly performed what it means to be responsible. Bu Jianjun said something casually and they quickly made arrangements.
Moreover, this temporary residence is protected by two avatars, so no one will notice and disturb them in a short period of time.
Meng Liu was limping when he came back. When he saw Ye Qiao, he lay down on the table and said, "Why didn't you tell him his identity in the first place?"
If Ye Qiao had said it in advance, he wouldn't have been blamed and punished for nothing.
Ye Qiao: "..." You don't know that the system of your demon world is so strong. She only knew that Bu Jianjun was the Demon Lord's sword. She really didn't realize that he was second only to the Demon Lord. Anyone who knew Bu Jianjun was like this None of them would survive by robbing.
"You don't recognize it either." She shook the stick on her waist with her fingertips. The jet black stick was engraved with patterns and looked very small and beautiful.
"I have seen this sword spirit, but it didn't look like this before." Meng Liu's painful forehead was dripping with cold sweat, "It used to be quite beautiful, more beautiful than now."
He couldn't tell what it felt like, so he stretched out his hand to touch it, but he didn't have the courage. Finally, he explained, "I didn't expect it to become a stick now."
After all, it was the spiritual sword of their demon clan. Who would have thought that it would become like this now.
If I had to make an analogy, before Bu Jianjun was like that beautiful domestic cat, the consequence of running away from home was to become a stray cat, covered in dirt and dust. For a long time after being picked up by Ye Qiao, it still looked like a simple stick.
Ye Qiao fiddled with it a few times, "I know it can change its form."
Other than that, it seems to be no different from an ordinary spirit sword.
When Bu Jianjun realized that he was being looked down upon, he became unhappy again. He lowered his head, and if he had cat ears, they turned into airplane ears and pinned them behind his back.
When Meng Liu saw this scene, he couldn't bear to look at it: "...Oh. It must be changeable. It is the sword of the Demon King."
In fact, he wanted to scream more than this, after all, it is the Demon Lord's sword. I don't see you using your energy to show off your evil, charming and arrogant aura. What the hell is your angry reaction? !
"Ye Qiao has always used it as a sword. With Cheng Feng Zong's seventy-two sword techniques, he can hit him by surprise every time.
After all, this sword is not a monk's sword, but a demon clan's. Seeing Meng Liu staring there endlessly, Ye Qiao also put her chin on the table out of curiosity, "Is there something wrong?"
Meng Liu did not answer, but asked: "Can I touch it?"
This is probably the first reaction of normal people when they see a legendary creature. Everyone wants to touch it.
Ye Qiao nodded, and he started directly, playing with the lines, "Does it still have patterns?"
Ye Qiao was not surprised by his reaction, "It has always been there." She and her junior uncle also studied it. The previous method of using Bujianjun was told to her by her junior uncle, or guided step by step. Later, Xie Chuxue I didn't care about her anymore.
"Is there any other use for it?" She remembered that Bu Jianjun was the demon clan's spiritual sword, so it would be more appropriate to ask the demon clan to explore this matter.
Meng Liu was also thinking about it. It was not strange that a stick turned into a sword. What was strange was the pattern. If the pattern was carved on the sword, there must be a curse mark or something unknown.
"Can you try to apply the blood along the pattern?"
Ye Qiao tried to wipe the blood on, but to no avail, both of them fell silent.
Bu Jianjun obviously doesn’t know either.
Ye Qiao simply tentatively used the wolf brush to gather his consciousness, and prepared to draw the curse seal on it from a distance. Then he would ask Yun Hen or his junior uncle.
The curse seal was formed the moment she put away the pen, and was firmly driven into the stick. A light blue lotus mark appeared, which was the symbol of the Yue Qing Sect. Ye Qiao secretly thought, "F*ck". Before he could explain, his arm was suddenly clenched tightly.
Meng Liu's breathing stagnated slightly, and he clutched Ye Qiao tightly, "Fuck, look at this stick."
…
I calculated that there was still a shortfall of 12,000 that needed to be made up.
