I’m Being Held Captive by Demons

Boy Xianyun talked about it, but Mr. Guangyun was very vigilant when he heard it.

The cultivation of these two demon boys alone is already very strong.

There is also a so-called Bamboo Phantom... that is also a long-established thousand-year-old demon, who is tired of living in the world.

In the great battle that destroyed the Xuantian Sword Sect that year, although the Bamboo Knuckle Specter was not outstanding in cultivation, he had a brilliant record and was fearless of death, earning a great reputation.

The Bamboo Shadow is also here?

After listening to Boy Xianyun's narration, Mr. Guangyun shook his head and said, I appreciate the boy's kindness.

In the catastrophe thirty years ago, there were indeed cultivators from the Purple Mansion and powerful demons imprisoned, and many spirit treasures were left behind in Lingruo Temple.

But Lingruo Temple has been missing for many years, so it is not easy to find it.

However, my lord has occasionally felt recently that maybe he is going to break through the shackles and be promoted to a state of desperation.

At this critical moment, I really don't have time to interfere with other things... The two boys can go to Fuyue Cave in Lianzhan Mountain or Hualan Lane to find other people.

As the old department of the demon alliance, they must be interested in this matter...

Mr. Guangyun politely refused.

But the white crane girl snorted coldly, and said: You don't know how to live or die, do you really think you have a choice? Since the two of us have come to the door, whether you want to or not, you have to obey orders! Whichever round gets you Pick and choose!

The white crane girl's tone was harsh and condescending.

Lord Guangyun on the dragon chair suddenly changed his expression.

He has been the god of the river for hundreds of years, and his Taoism is profound. Although he has been unable to break through the shackles for a long time, his cultivation at the peak of the Yuanshen Realm, after so many years of hard work, is not weak enough for a monk who is tired of living in the realm.

Even if the Bamboo Specter came over, he might not be too scared.

Now this girl is so rude...

If it weren't for the face of Old Man Withered Leaf, the two of you wouldn't be able to get out of this water palace today! Mr. Guang Yun said with a gloomy face, Get out now, and nothing happened to me.

The smiling boy Xianyun sighed and said, Lord Long, calm down, my little sister has always been like this, don't be as knowledgeable as her.

However, although my little sister's words are harsh, she is still right about one thing. That is Lord Long, who really has no choice...

Saying that, Xianyun boy spread his right hand, and in his palm, a small bronze clock the size of a palm appeared.

Holding the little clock, Xianyun boy said with a smile: When I come, the lord will give you this soul-fixing clock. You can kill all dissatisfied... Long Jun is the god of the river, and he has personally witnessed several battles in the past. Do you know the name of this Soul-fixing Bell?

Lord Guangyun, who was sitting on the dragon chair, changed his expression again.

Soul Clock...

His eyes were fixed on the small bronze clock in the boy's hand, and he never thought that the old man withered leaves would actually bestow such a spiritual treasure.

It seems that the old demon is determined to obtain the secret of Lingruo Temple...

After a long silence, Mr. Guangyun sighed, What do I need to do?

The situation is stronger than people, even though he was upset, but the moment the Dinghun Bell appeared, he really had no choice.

Unless he wants to die...

And Boy Xianyun looked at Mr. Guangyun with a smile and confessed, and sighed in his heart that he chose this person as a breakthrough, and he really chose the right one.

A prudent person can endure even the death of his younger brother and the defection of his generals. Such a person has a very low bottom line.

As long as he doesn't break through the bottom line in his heart, this dragon can bear any kind of humiliation.

Boy Xianyun smiled and said: Now there is a place that needs Lord Long's help... I want to meet some demon kings in Hejian Mansion, so I have to trouble Lord Long to introduce me.

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In the Shaoxian River Mansion, the two demon boys reached a consensus with Mr. Guangyun.

In the Fuyue Cave of Lianzhan Mountain, Master Blood Demon saw the three demon kings who came to pay a visit.

But in the City God Temple, Kong Ning hid in the underworld, but stopped in front of the ghost gate, observing the situation in the yang world.

On the back of his hand, there were three blood-red magic lines, which represented that he owed the witch three promises.

But today's situation is dangerous, he really has no choice.

Fortunately, after watching for a long time, Kong Ning found that everything in the city was as usual.

The ghosts watching in the water sent a message, and after Mr. Guangyun returned to the water mansion, he was silent. The demon soldiers and generals in the Water Palace also stopped dispatching.

And in Hualan Alley, the group of monsters disappeared strangely, and the entire Hualan Alley was empty.

It seems that Kong Ning's two successive swords were indeed very effective, directly frightening the group of monsters.

Kong Ning breathed a sigh of relief.

Looking at the three faint bloodstains on the back of his hand, he reluctantly accepted this reality.

At the very least, the sacrifice of these two swords is worth the money...

After confirming that everything was as usual, Kong Ning returned to the Yin Division, continued to sit in the City God Hall, and dispatched his demons to help the new City God stabilize the situation and restore the order of the Yin Division.

As for himself, he once again retreated and practiced hard, constantly dispelling the various thoughts churning in his mind.

It is also necessary to run the Soul Swallowing Demon Art to condense the incomparably heterogeneous demon power in the body into one.

The demonic power brought by tens of thousands of remnant soul demons, the aura is so diverse that it is unbelievable.

Kong Ning knew clearly that he could not kill new monsters for the time being until he finished refining the mixed breath in his body.

The fifty years of Taoism brought about by beheading Mr. Weichuan already made him feel a little unbearable.

He felt that if he killed another monster, the mixed breath in his body would become chaotic and out of control...

Fortunately, he now doesn't need to kill monsters to improve his skills for the time being.

Nine hundred and fifty years of Taoism is enough to gain a firm foothold in Hejian Mansion.

Kong Ning in the underworld is silently cultivating, waiting for the day when he leaves the customs.

In the main altar of the Black Lotus Sect, Zhu Yan frowned, constantly deducing the sword intent.

However, after the first success, he could no longer reproduce the strange and inexplicable power of the sword.

On the contrary, with the continuous derivation, it seems that there are more and more different perceptions.

The sword intent commanded by the hand is also far from the sword intent of the two swords that Kong Ning slashed...

In the end, Zhu Yan, who had worked so hard all night, swung out a sword intent that was completely different from the two swords that Kong Ning had slashed before.

But Zhu Yan's frown was relaxed.

He felt a certain sense of enlightenment.

I want to retreat! After hastily passing the order, Zhu Yan hurriedly went to retreat.

He didn't even say how long the retreat would take, but emphasized that during the retreat period, no one is allowed to disturb him.

In Tongming Lane, the moonlight is like water.

Caiwei, who was frightened during the day, is sleeping soundly now.

But in the bleak and cold autumn wind, Liu Ruxue was sitting under the eaves, dazed.

Mr. Weichuan died, and her family's revenge was avenged.

However, at this moment, she was not as pleasantly surprised as expected.

On the contrary, because of Mr. Weichuan's death and all the things he saw these days, his heart became more and more depressed.

Master Kong Ning...

Looking in the direction of Town God's Temple, Liu Ruxue murmured.

Behind Liu Ruxue, the bodhisattva-like demon appeared silently.

Looking at the woman in white under the moonlight, Yaogui was slightly surprised.

Then he said with a smile: My believer, I have a volume of Bodhi Heart Sutra here, which is the supreme heart method of Buddhism, and it seems to be very suitable for you... Would you like to learn it?