Begin Immortality By Slaying Demons

Chapter 557 This is my Taoist Palace

Compared to the leader of the Bishan Sect, a giant in the Hedao Realm, Yan Chongzhang was obviously more shocked in his heart.

He stared at the sky and even breathed much heavier.

Before stepping out of the sect, Yan Chongzhang was still thinking about how to make excuses in order to shift all the responsibility to the unknown force and get rid of these living grandfathers from Beihong.

But at this moment, he was completely stunned.

It can be known from Situ Junrui's previous words that this group of people clearly knew that Yang Yunheng was the great elder of the Banshan Sect.

For an Immortal Sect, the Great Elder is second only to the Sect Master and Daozi.

Unless he planned to kill the sect and exterminate the family, how could he do it so decisively without even leaving a choice for the Mountain Moving Sect?

"The Infinite Dao Emperor Sect..."

Yan Chongzhang didn't know whether he was extremely angry, or had some fear in his heart, or both.

His trembling fingers slowly clenched.

Although he had known for a long time that the Daohuang Sect was famous and powerful, Yan Chongzhang still did not expect...

This group of monks from Beihong didn't treat Banshan Sect as an immortal sect at all, and they didn't even treat their own monks as human beings.

Such a huge psychological gap made his mind go blank.

"Close the sect and start the formation."

The leader of the Banshan Sect finally withdrew his gaze and looked towards his disciple, his voice softened a lot.

Obviously, he also saw his disciple's panic.

But this time, the leader of the Banshan Sect did not blame Yan Chongzhang for being hopeless, because even for him, it was an eye-opener.

Pan Boyang's arrogance and domineering attitude, and his desire to kill people and rob goods at every turn, were not due to the sect's incompetent teachings.

Rather, it is the style of conduct that Hong Ze’s righteous leader has inherited from generation to generation.

"Are you planning to fight stubbornly?"

Situ Junrui took in the expression of the old man in Mai, threw Yang Yunheng away, and stood up with some surprise.

He raised his steps, stepped over the great elder, and walked step by step to the entrance of the Dao Imperial Palace. He looked at the Banshan Sect Master curiously, and then laughed again: "What are you thinking?"

This laughter seemed extremely clean and contained no other meaning.

It's just that I simply don't like it.

"I'll give you two ways to go."

Situ Junrui stretched out **** and shook them: "Either, confess the real murderer and then kill him honestly."

"Either—"

He smiled and lengthened his voice: "Take your secret and be killed by me."

"Does it make any difference?"

The leader of the Banshan Sect also smiled, but it was just a bitter smile.

In fact, he was quite afraid that Situ Sect Master would really give him a way to survive. After all, no matter how much he valued Shen Xiaoyou, he would still hesitate when compared with the entire sect behind him.

But this time he lowered his head, his majestic image in front of his disciples collapsed.

The leader of the Banshan Sect still has a bit of a charlatan attitude and is relatively good-looking.

Hearing this, Situ Junrui pondered for a moment and said a little uncertainly: "What's the difference between the ways of death?"

To be honest, he actually didn't care about the life and death of the direct disciple of the ninth branch sect leader. What he came to protect was the face of the entire Infinite Dao Emperor Sect in Hongze.

So the momentum must be loud.

Compared with killing an unknown pawn, it is obviously more effective to cleanse an Immortal Sect with relatively good local power.

Moreover, he could also occupy a treasure land in Xihong with good reason and evidence, which would make Beilong Palace speechless and would not make the immortals think that the Infinite Tao Emperor Sect wanted to stir up some trouble again.

The group of old dragons in Beigong were afraid that the Dao Emperor Sect would become powerful, and wished they could give themselves and others eye drops in front of the immortal every day.

Thinking of this, Situ Junrui put away his fingers: "Forget it, you'd better shut up."

Before he finished speaking, the surroundings suddenly became calm, the sound of the waves ceased, and even the white clouds in the sky were frozen. Between the blue sky and the blue sea, the towering Optimus Pillar suddenly looked lonely, giving off a desolate feeling that it was unable to support itself.

"call."

The leader of the Banshan Sect raised his hand and grabbed Yan Chongzhang's shoulder, and before his disciple could react, he threw him back into the sect's formation.

There was no nonsense, just a wink at Yan Chongzhang quietly.

Based on Yan Chongzhang's understanding of the master, he understood the other party's meaning instantly... But because of this, a cold chill suddenly emerged in his heart.

Master is reminding himself to tell the branch sect leader not to come again. If the main sect is gone, he must at least keep the branch sect.

The perception of a giant in the Hedao Realm is so keen.

It only takes a little effort to notice the difference between the two.

In other words, from Master's point of view, even with the addition of a sub-sect leader, within the Moving Mountain Sect, and with the help of formations, there is still no chance of winning.

The monks in Beihong were so terrifying!

The leader of the Mountain Moving Sect withdrew his gaze. The linen clothes on his body turned into a short sword at some point. There was a simple knife in his palm. There were lines like mountains emerging on his arms, and his whole person looked murderous.

The so-called upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked.

This habit of the Banshan Sect is obviously inseparable from this sect leader.

The old man held the knife in his hand, licked his dry lips, and looked at the sky without hesitation.

Immediately afterwards, he raised the blade, pointed it at the majestic map of mountains and rivers, and pointed at the figure in the Dao Imperial Palace.

A common man held a knife and asked the sky.

With the blessing of Zhenyue Dharma, even though he is stepping on the void, he feels unshakable and powerful, like a mountain standing tall!

“…”

Situ Junrui cast his eyes with interest. After all, it was rare to see such an interesting monk in Beihong, which made people laugh.

Thinking of this, he flicked his fingers slightly.

The entire map of mountains and rivers suddenly lit up, and among the countless creatures there were a few figures that quietly turned into streams of light and escaped.

The next moment, several phantoms flickered behind the old man.

They didn't show any momentum, they just kicked out boldly, hitting the knees and back of the Banshan Sect Master.

Under such an ordinary scene, this unshakable "mountain" collapsed so easily.

The leader of the Moving Mountain Sect staggered, and his perfected Yue-Suppressing Technique was instantly broken. He fell forward uncontrollably, and then his head was held down by several phantoms, forcing him to kneel in the sky.

"roar-"

The thin old man actually let out a ferocious beast-like roar, and all the power of the entire mountain-moving treasure land was poured into one person. He tried to suppress a few shadows, but they only shook them, and then Then he was pushed back with even greater force.

This time, he pressed his head even lower, and he was not even qualified to look at Situ Junrui again.

The Taoist teachings of the Wuliangdao Emperor Sect were so profound that even he, a monk from Xihong, could not understand them.

In an instant, a pair of gorgeous treasure boots appeared in the sight of the Banshan Sect Master.

The shadow suddenly crushed his wrist bones, and the murderous sword fell out unconsciously.

The owner of the treasured boots bent slightly and picked up the knife in his hand.

For a warrior, there is hardly anything more humiliating than having his weapon taken away from him.

However, the next moment, Situ Junrui held a sword in his arms without interest, and gently pressed the blade on the back of the neck of the master of the Banshan Sect: "Let's start the formation, don't waste my time."

…

In the treasure land of moving mountains.

Yan Chongzhang fell to the ground with a crash. He got up in panic and looked towards Zongwai.

In just a few breaths, the slender figure kneeling down came into view.

Yan Chongzhang, as a disciple of the Mountain Moving Sect, suddenly lost control of his emotions at this moment.

Under the cloak of being a giant in the Hedao Realm, he knew best what kind of person his master was.

“…”

Yan Chongzhang closed his eyes and swallowed back his choked sobs.

When he opened it again, his eyes were already bloodshot. He turned around suddenly and rushed towards the sect, shouting: "All elders and disciples, leave the sect from the alley! Don't look back! Run for your lives separately, run as far as you can! "

"If you are lucky enough to survive, you should remain anonymous first, and then go to the branch sects to reunite after the matter calms down!"

"Let's go!"

Under the full blessing of the realm, the hoarse and tearing roar filled the entire inner and outer gates of Banshan Sect.

The entire Banshan Sect monks instantly became a mess.

They rushed out of their homes in panic, and when they raised their heads, they saw Daozi's figure passing by madly.

These people had never seen their Taozi in such a panic. They immediately understood the seriousness of the matter and did not dare to ask any more questions. They just used all their methods and ran away.

Yan Chongzhang bravely stepped into the foot of Wuming Mountain.

Without caring about anything else, he raised his palms directly towards the thin figure sitting cross-legged: "Wake up!"

The moment his palms were about to touch Shen Yi's shoulders, Yan Chongzhang suddenly felt his heart tremble, as if he was being targeted by some ferocious beast, and his whole body would be torn apart in the next moment.

Fortunately, Shen Yi opened her eyes, and An Yi calmed down again.

Yan Chongzhang was in a state of confusion at the moment and had no intention of thinking about where the previous crisis came from. However, the moment he saw the other party's dark eyes, he couldn't help but be startled.

There was an indescribable silence in those eyes, as if they had seen all the seas and rocks, all the storms and clouds.

"Sorry for interrupting your mountain viewing."

Yan Chongzhang forcibly suppressed the trembling of his lips. He was unwilling to shift the responsibility to the person in front of him, but no matter what, the ending of the Moving Mountain Sect was inseparable from his own greed.

"You go, it's too late... take this mountain with you."

The Taoist looked away and waved his sleeves dejectedly.

“…”

Shen Yi closed her eyes slightly and adjusted her breathing.

Without the help of trials and relying solely on his understanding, he looked at the unchanging sky on the top of the mountain and the consistent stone tablets in the clouds for hundreds of thousands of years, and got the information in the stone tablets. Dharma tips.

Then with the help of Yue Tianji, he began to practice this method.

The eldest son of the Yue family is really a particularly reliable teacher of magic. The amount of effort he put in to practice the path of a monk in the body of a demon is unimaginable to others.

Perhaps there is no other person in Nanhong or Xihong who has such a thorough understanding of monks' skills.

But precisely because of this, the deduction progressed very smoothly, not even giving Shen Yi a chance to breathe.

"call."

Shen Yi breathed out, and the corners of her lips twitched slightly, suppressing the violence.

He really needs to vent now.

boom-

At this moment, the entire Mountain-Mounting Treasure Land trembled violently!

Yan Chongzhang suddenly looked back and almost gritted his teeth. This was a sign that the formation was attacked, and judging from this huge reaction, the Protecting Sect Formation could not last long at all.

It was precisely because of this turn that he did not notice that the violence that Shen Yi had finally suppressed quickly surged into those dark eyes.

"Don't take Shan with you! Let's go!"

Yan Chongzhang roared again, but was caught off guard when he saw the figure in black robes walking past his eyes, heading towards the outside of the sect.

The only thing left in his ears was that clearly calm, yet inexplicably chilling voice.

"Open the door."

…

Moving outside the sect.

Surrounded by the pictures of mountains and rivers, the heaven and earth are still in a frozen state. The blue sea under the feet does not even dare to make waves, just like a piece of transparent jade.

The only one who moved was the man standing in front of the leader of the Mountain Moving Sect.

Situ Junrui yawned, lightly slapped the old man's face with the blade of the knife, and complained: "This is why I don't like to leave Beihong. I really hate dealing with you barbarians." "Ming I know how things will turn out, but I still end up wasting my precious life.”

“…”

The leader of the Moving Mountain Sect has tried what he has learned all his life, but it only makes the number of shadows on his body increase until it forms a small mountain.

Similar to this sect leader, the body of the Optimus Pillar was also shrouded in dense shadows.

The creatures in the map of mountains and rivers swarmed out, everyone was like a dragon, and with terrifying power, they crashed into the mountain!

On the mountain wall, the golden light between the palm prints became weaker and weaker, until it was almost undetectable.

"Look, is what I said wrong?"

Situ Junrui used the blade of his sword to forcefully press the old man's face over, allowing the other party to see more clearly how he could easily break through the mountain.

"Ho-"

The leader of the Banshan Sect stared at the palm print with dead eyes.

Just like Situ didn't understand the monks in Xihong, he didn't understand why these monks in Beihong always did things in such a dirty and despicable way.

Why can't the matter of life and death be decided simply and neatly?

Living in a place where immortals live, why can't I learn the slightest bit of immortality?

At this moment, the old man's pupils shrank slightly.

He discovered that the sect-protecting formation was opened...by someone from the inside!

"Yan Chongzhang!"

The leader of the Moving Mountain Sect finally roared.

Situ Junrui's face also became a little more interested.

After losing the protection of the sect-protecting formation, the pile of phantoms tore a hole in the mountain in an instant, vaguely revealing part of the true appearance of the heaven and earth within.

For monks, the treasure land of Hedao is like a piece of delicious fat.

At this moment, the mountain-moving treasure land was revealed in front of everyone.

But there were only two figures standing in front of this delicacy.

"Master..."

Yan Chongzhang was breathing heavily. In addition to Daoist Shen's request, he was allowed to open the formation with his own hands because he really wanted to apologize to the master again. He had practiced hard all his life, but in the end he was ruined by his disciple. .

Even if this apology costs one's life.

"Yan Chongzhang, you are confused!"

The leader of the Banshan Sect finally took the initiative to lower his head for the first time, and there was a strong breath of twilight in his gray hair.

However, Situ Junrui's thoughts were not on the master and the apprentice.

He discovered something even more interesting.

Now that all the masters of the Banshan Sect have been suppressed by him, there is still one person who dares to look directly at him.

The thin figure was shrouded in ink clothes, and there was no joy or anger in Shen Yi's eyes.

But Situ Junrui clearly felt the restless killing intent, which had already enveloped him the moment he raised his eyes.

"It's interesting."

He smiled and shook his head. He was about to say something more, but suddenly raised his eyebrows.

Because Shen Yi took a step forward and walked out of this precious place.

At this moment, his clothes suddenly fluttered.

Such a small change is a very strange thing.

Because long before taking action against the leader of the Banshan Sect, Situ Junrui had already suppressed the surrounding world with the Jiangshan Map. There was no wind or waves, and everything was still. How did the hem of the clothes flutter?

With a slight change of mind, everyone noticed the change.

The sound of waves rose again, and white clouds surged across the sky. The moment the young man was suspended between heaven and earth, everything returned to normal.

"There seems to be something wrong with your realm."

Situ Junrui put away his smile, and there were many doubts in his eyes, but the other party seemed to have no intention of responding.

Under his gaze, Shen Yi lowered his hands slightly, and a black knife with gold patterns appeared in his palm.

He held the knife at an angle and stepped forward.

Under the whistling of countless shadows, the young man's pace was not fast, but very steady.

“…”

Under Situ Junrui's gloomy eyes, those phantoms came up behind Shen Yi and kicked him **** the back!

At the same time, an inconspicuous Yin-Yang Xuanpei on Shen Yi's waist suddenly burst into black and white mist, and an invisible ripple spread out quickly, quickly dissolving the phantom.

The ripples swayed across the sky and over the mountains.

As I breathed, everything around me became much quieter and cleaner.

The leader of the Moving Mountain Sect suddenly found that he could move, but his ears were buzzing, as if he had just heard the roar of a domineering tiger, which made him somewhat deaf.

Yan Chongzhang looked back at the giant pillar and found that all the dense shadows on it had disappeared at some point.

The Daohuang Sect monks who were guarding the surroundings noticed something was wrong and hurriedly looked towards the sect leader.

But he saw Situ Junrui still standing there, staring indifferently at the young man walking towards him.

"Sect Master?" The Youdao Emperor Sect monk subconsciously asked.

The scene in front of him clearly showed that the sect master's Taoism had been broken.

"Shut up, just stay quiet and watch."

Situ Junrui slowly gritted his teeth. The current situation was completely opposite to before. The heaven and earth could move, everything could move, but he could not move.

Of course, this feeling of being targeted cannot be due to some karma and retribution, and being hostile to the world.

He studied the young man in front of him intently, and finally understood where the something wrong in his heart came from.

The moment the opponent stepped out of the Moving Mountain Sect, he had already transformed into the blue sky here. Therefore, he lost control of his surroundings.

The mind is wandering.

Shen Yi had already walked in front of Situ Junrui. He slowly raised the golden-patterned mysterious knife in his hand, not to question the sky, but to kill people.

Dark gold light flows from the blade, sweeping out like ink.

Pfft—

A huge head flew up, adding a third of blood to the dark gold ink.

“…”

The monks of the Wuliangdao Emperor Sect hung in the air blankly, and the master and disciple of the Moving Mountain Sect also raised their heads in astonishment.

They stared at the head that jumped high, and their thoughts suddenly became chaotic.

Quietly...just stay quietly and watch him be beheaded?

But right now.

There was a sinister smile on the corner of Situ Junrui's blood-stained mouth.

I was too careless before and left the Jiangshan Map, so I was imprisoned in place by this kid using strange methods and powerful realms. I had to find a way to escape. How could these Xihong monks know such profound Taoism?

His head suddenly flew towards the Dao Imperial Palace.

The next moment, Situ Junrui's expression changed again.

Just because there was a white and slender hand on his head.

Shen Yi seemed to have expected it, and at the same time as beheading, he had already reached out his hand.

He held the knife in one hand and the head in the other, looking indifferently at Situ Junrui's doubtful eyes.

The Yin-Yang Pendant around his waist once again burst out with a rich brilliance, swallowing up the head entirely!

"ah!!"

A shrill scream rang out from the white light, and immediately after, the map of mountains and rivers in the sky seemed to turn into a long dragon, rolling over and rushing toward them, wrapping both of them up.

“…”

Shen Yi looked sideways at his surroundings and found that the blue sky and blue sea had suddenly turned into a magnificent palace.

Suddenly, a chanting sound like a bell sounded in my ears. It seemed that tens of thousands of people were praying sincerely. When they gathered together, they turned into a huge vow.

After all, he had fought with Pan Boyang before and knew that the Wuliangdao Emperor Sect had such life-saving methods. As the leader of the sect, similar methods were more advanced and reasonable.

But when she felt the head in her hand suddenly shriveled up, Shen Yi still frowned slightly.

Obviously, this head and the body at his feet are just skins, and the soul hidden in them has slipped away.

The next moment, in the sound of those chants.

On the futon in the main hall, a blurry figure slowly reunited. No facial features could be distinguished on his face. Only the resentment in his heart could be felt from the shrill voice. He suddenly reached out his fingertips and roared: "Enter If you kill this Dao Palace, you are finished!"

Situ Junrui didn't like to waste time practicing those immortal techniques that others were flocking to.

Only by successfully deducing Taoism and evolving it into true magical powers can he help him enter the heavenly realm.

What is a thousand years in an instant?

This is his Taoism, used to educate the creatures in the Jiangshan Map... and it lasts for more than a thousand years.

As long as he is willing, he can even let this young man spend ten thousand years or even one hundred thousand years in the sound of admonishment! Torturing his mind and driving him into madness!

"Let me in!"

Situ Junrui stood up suddenly and covered Shen Yi's body with his palms.

At the same time, the chanting sounds around me were loud, like thunder, and they continued endlessly!

"Ho...ho!"

Situ Junrui stared at the young man's handsome face, and soon caught a trace of annoyance on it. He was finally surprised. In his Taoist Palace, it was so easy to kill the other person!

However, before he could take three breaths of joy, he stayed where he was again.

Because since that irritation appeared, there has been no change. It seems that no matter whether it is ten thousand years or a hundred thousand years, the other party's mood can only fluctuate to this extent.

“…”

Shen Yi slowly opened her eyes, but the dullness in her eyes did not add much.

He took another step towards the futon.

"You, you!"

Faced with this incomprehensible scene.

Situ Junrui subconsciously took a few steps back, and then accidentally fell to the ground. How could anyone ignore his own Taoism? Even a true heavenly monk would never be able to treat it so indifferently once he was possessed by the magic. .

"Don't come over here!"

Amid the screams, Shen Yi came to the branch leader for the second time.

He leaned forward slightly and reached out to grasp the blurry figure's neck: "It's so noisy."

“…”

Situ Junrui was suddenly lifted up, and then his whole body hit the big pillar in the hall.

Shen Yi glanced at the futon at his feet, feeling uncomfortable and waved his sleeves casually.

The futon instantly manifested into a throne.

Shen Yi lifted the hem of her clothes and sat on the chair. She supported her chin with one hand and raised her eyes slightly: "I said, it's so noisy."

In an instant, a flash of scarlet swept out from between the thrones, overflowing into the hall, rendering the entire golden and dazzling map of mountains and rivers in bright red.

In the tall palace, nine ferocious figures vaguely appeared.

The dragon raises his head and the tiger steps forward.

The raging roar exploded like a torrent of thunder. Under the terrifying sound of the ferocious beast, the continuous chanting was suddenly suppressed until it became dead silent.

"Hachi! Hachi!"

Situ Junrui seemed to have seen something that could break his heart. He stared at the young man on the throne, and then, a dragon wrapped him around the big pillar.

"My...my Dao Palace..."

At some point, the original gilded hall had turned into a demonic and unspeakable evil, as if it were made of piled bones.

Shen Yi casually glanced over and said calmly: "This is my Dao Palace."

Behind him, the remaining eight-headed demon slowly revealed its ferocious look, causing Situ Junrui to almost faint.

(End of chapter)