Before Niu Dali and Ji Chang fought that day, Meng Zhao noticed something strange and inappropriate, as if he was being plotted by someone. Because there were many people watching the battle and the scene was chaotic, he didn't go into details.
Later, when I returned to the stone house, I guessed that Zhao Hun, the fatal enemy, had also come to Bishui Immortal Palace and discovered him, so he hatched a conspiracy.
Of course, pure intuition is not accurate, even if he now understands the way of the three talents of heaven, earth and man, his spiritual realm has risen step by step, and he has the vague ability to wake up before the autumn wind has stirred.
Therefore, Meng Zhao later communicated with his personal Jiaolong Xiaojiu using his spiritual imprint.
Although due to the large number of masters here and the fact that the Grandmaster was in charge, no poisonous elixir was fed to Jiaolong Xiaojiu, leaving it an acquired body, the bloodline of the top pure-blood beast still gave it an instinctive sense of smell and the ability to sense familiar people. , that is, Zhao Hun's aura.
Just now, Meng Zhao was searching for Zhao Hun's whereabouts. Not only did the real second master of the Meng family want to deal with him, he also wanted to take this opportunity to eradicate this person completely. From now on, there is only one Meng Zhao in the world. That's him.
At this time, the senior brother of Immortal Palace walked into the hall. A black shirt was wrapped around his body, making him look even more heroic and upright. There was a long sword with red tassels on his back, which blended perfectly with his own aura. He was already a human sword. The realm of oneness.
Behind him, there was also a row of immortal palace disciples. At this time, according to the arrangements made earlier, they were scattered throughout the hall, acting as guards and waiters, and at the same time maintaining the rules in the hall.
"Everyone, the three great masters have arrived. Please stand up and greet them."
In about half a quarter of an hour, the senior brother of Immortal Palace estimated that the time was about the same. He stood up from his seat and spread the noise wave with his zhenqi drum in all directions, so that everyone could hear it clearly.
In an instant, the people who were sitting upright stood up and looked at the three cast jade platforms nervously and expectantly, eager to catch a glimpse of the powerful master.
These people have high and low status, good and bad temperaments, and are old and young. What they have in common is that they all have extraordinary talent in martial arts. Each of them is a leader in the field of martial arts. However, when faced with someone who has already stood at the pinnacle of this world, The strong man still maintains a humble and even humble attitude.
Less than half a minute after everyone stood up, three meteor-like rainbow lights flew from the main entrance of the hall, stirring up surging cyclones and bringing majestic, stalwart, and suffocating pressure.
Three rays of light, one red, were like the sun in the sky, dazzling and shining, and the strong scorching aura baked the whole hall like an oven. It was obvious that he had extraordinary attainments in the path of fire.
The other one showed a deep dark white color, the light flashed across it, and there were sounds of ghosts crying and wolves howling in the void, which made the hall that originally looked like a crater feel a bit more cool, but this coolness was not a temperature, but a kind of coolness. The artistic conception is almost like that of a netherworld. Compared with the previous person, he is obviously an authentic cultivator of the demonic path.
The last one, compared to the first two, has nothing special and looks very mediocre. However, the stream of light is all-encompassing, and its aura is even better than the first two.
Just like a weed, it seems small, but it contains vitality. It is also like the stones that can be seen everywhere on the roadside, but it forms an indispensable foundation for the world.
Meng Zhao had personally felt the aura of the Lord of the Immortal Palace, so he immediately realized that the Lord of the Immortal Palace was the last person, and in terms of pure imagery and aura, he might be the first of the three.
However, it cannot be said that the other two grandmasters are not as good as the Lord of Immortal Palace. After all, weather is weather, and combat power is combat power.
The first Grandmaster, who is as big as the sun, may actually fight with each other, and his fighting power may be stronger. After all, Yanghuo magic has always been good at fighting and killing.
However, what made Meng Zhao most incredible was not how powerful and boundless the auras of the three great masters were, and how weak and insignificant his own force was in comparison, but that he discovered a huge secret.
"My feeling is not wrong. This aura, this martial arts charm, it is definitely it, but why?"
Compared to the excitement, excitement, and flushed faces of other people participating in the Inner Demon Society, Meng Zhao was more surprised and confused at this time, with a face full of confusion. Fortunately, he was hidden among the crowd and was not discovered.
No, one person, Zhao Hun, who had been secretly observing Meng Zhao, discovered this. His heart skipped a beat, and he didn't know if Meng Zhao had discovered anything. He could only pray that everything would go as he wished.
Three bright and unique streams of light shone on the jade platform from the door. Behind the empty desk, there were three more figures. They were undoubtedly the three martial arts masters. However, to everyone's disappointment, they did not see them. The true appearance of these three people.
Because, these three martial arts masters have a twisted air mass in front of their faces that blocks everyone's sight, making it impossible to see clearly what they look like, no matter how high their martial arts are, how strong their true energy is, or how powerful their spiritual sense is. The same is true for keenness, or how amazing one's eyesight is.
Obviously, this was done deliberately by the three martial arts masters. It is not known for what purpose they hide their appearance, but it also maintains the style and mystery of the strong masters.
As martial arts masters who stand at the top of China in this era, even the world-famous Ten Jue Grandmasters are all divine dragons but not the end. Of course, these Grandmasters outside of the Ten Jue Masters also adhere to the same style of conduct and do not surprisingly.
Fortunately, not being able to see the appearance does not affect the master's martial arts level. Everyone is here not to admire the strong, but to learn and improve themselves, so the atmosphere is still very lively.
Of course, one does not dare to make too much noise in front of the Grandmaster, so there is a feeling of extreme depression yet extreme fanaticism.
As the host here and the organizer of the Inner Demon Meeting, the Lord of the Immortal Palace was the first to speak.
"Everyone, today I invite two colleagues to come and study martial arts. During the process, you must not make any noise and understand by yourself. No matter how much you can gain, it all depends on your own understanding. Bayi Chinese website
When the three of us take a break from discussing martial arts, you can ask your own questions or show off your own martial arts skills. The three of us will make appropriate suggestions. As for whether you listen to them or not, it's all up to you.
In addition, if there are outstanding people, I will give you benefits after the demon meeting, so you can perform well. "
The Lord of the Immortal Palace is not loud and his voice is quite gentle. He looks like a kind and kind elder, which is in line with many people's expectations.
Regularly hold demon meetings to cultivate the strong and latecomers of the demon path. Such a person, even if he is of the demon generation, is respected by others.
Many people have been secretly thinking about how to stand out from the competitors and gain the attention of the Lord of Immortal Palace and the other two great masters.
"Brother Shen!"
"Um!"
When Shen Changqing walks on the road, whenever he encounters familiar people, he will say hello or nod to each other.
But no matter who it is.
There was no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they were indifferent to everything.
To this.
Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.
It can be said.
Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.
The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.
Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.
Then he will be promoted step by step, and he is expected to eventually become a guardian envoy.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.
Possessing the memory of a previous life.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.
Unlike other places in the Demon Suppressing Division that were full of chills, the attic here seemed to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppressing Division.
At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.
Enter the attic.
The environment changes in vain.
The fragrance of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, making him frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.
There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood on everyone in the Demon-Suppressing Division.
