The protagonist chased the villain, and Tiandao screamed in anger

Just as the Immortal Sect was preparing a rescue plan, they suddenly received an invitation from the Demon Clan.

Several sects gathered together again and discussed the invitation for a day and a night, and finally decided to go.

No matter what, they could not feel at ease knowing that their best talents were being detained.

When a large group of righteous monks rushed to the Northern Territory, they did not encounter the expected demons coming to confront them or setting traps for them to step into.

On the contrary, it was extremely strange. The journey to the Wuliang City was very smooth. Not to mention the magic cultivators, there was not even the shadow of a monster.

"Is this... a trick?"

The elder of Xuanxu Sect felt terrified when he saw the dead silence in the Demon Realm. He became more and more worried that the demons in the Northern Territory were doing something big in secret.

Venerable Hongyun looked around and found no hidden aura. After thinking for a moment, he still took a group of elders with him.

We have already arrived in the Demon Realm. If we do nothing and don’t even see those imprisoned disciples, wouldn’t it be a waste of time?

"The Immortal Sect is guarded by my senior brother and the other sect leaders, so it is safe. Let's go and find out what's going on!"

The elder said no more, nodded, and followed the people behind him.

Yu Zhao was mixed in the crowd and also felt that this situation was extremely suspicious. In the past, these demon cities were crowded with people. When was it so quiet?

But it's too late to regret now.

The news was provided by Yu Zhao. In order to clear himself of suspicion, he had to follow the team.

What's more, if Dian Si was really killed, he would naturally have a share of the credit. Those disciples who were rescued also need to know who their savior is!

We walked to the outside of the Wuliang City, onto a flat brick and stone area.

The tightly closed city gate in front suddenly opened wide, and the heavy dark stone door moved to both sides. A team of demon cultivators appeared in front of all the cultivators so blatantly.

The people escorted behind them were the missing disciples of the Immortal Sect.

"Disciple!" An elder among the group recognized his disciple and blurted out, wishing he could rush over immediately to rescue his disciple. However, he suppressed his impulse because he was afraid of the sword that the evil cultivator had across his disciple's neck.

"Master, Uncle Master"

"We are fine! Don't worry, uncle!"

On the demon camp side, the detained disciples apparently also saw the group of people on the opposite side, and responded loudly with their heads raised.

They were not as listless as the elders had imagined. Instead, they looked rosy-cheeked and in good spirits.

"Where is Dian Si?"

Hongyun raised his hand, signaling the others to stay calm. He looked around for the demon cultivators who appeared, but did not see Dian Si.

"The demons have detained my disciples for more than a month, and recently sent an invitation. Now that my disciples have arrived, Dian Si has not shown up yet. Is she afraid?"

Yu Zhao was sharp-eyed and noticed that Dian Si was not there, and he became more certain of the demon clan's plan.

Relying on the fact that he was Hongyun's disciple, he stood up and spoke first. After all, he wanted to let his fellow disciples know that he was the one who saved them.

"Your master hasn't spoken yet! What does it have to do with you? You are disrespectful to the Demon Lord, you deserve to be killed!"

On the city wall, Yin Mansha became angry when she heard Yu Zhao was disrespectful to his mother. She jumped down in a black veil, waving a whip with evil spirit and was about to attack Yu Zhao.

The monks outside the city were on full alert, and when they were about to fight back, they saw that the evil energy was blocked by another black energy.

"Come back" No one showed up yet, but the voice came first.

The demon soldiers made way for a path from the inside to the outside. A gigantic demon lion was dragging a sedan chair towards the city gate. The person sitting on it waved his arm and called Yin Mansha back.

"Hmph!" Yin Mansha showed dissatisfaction, glared at Yu Zhao fiercely, and stomped her feet back to You Mu's side.

The sudden appearance of this person disrupted the immortal sect cultivators' efforts to resist Yin Mansha's attack, but the demon cultivator sitting on the imperial concubine's sedan chair was obviously a man.

He wore clothing that was different from that of the ordinary demons and immortals. The sparkling gold ornaments tied in his hair and the gems hanging on his forehead still shone brightly even in the foggy demon realm.

The face was covered with a black shark gauze woven with gold thread and a hood, so it was impossible to see her specific features through the gauze, but just the corners of her eyes that were looking at gold were bright enough.

The short coat and bloomers made of shimmering fabrics were embellished with countless intricate gold ornaments, and a slight raising of the hand would cause a light and crisp sound.

This obviously exotic attire enabled everyone in the Immortal Sect to recognize the identity of the visitor at a glance.

Venerable Hongyun looked slightly surprised, and looked at the demon cultivator with burning eyes: "The Qinan Demon Clan withdrew from the dispute between the Immortal Sect and the Demon Clan ten thousand years ago, but are you going to get involved again? Li Zhu, what is your purpose of appearing in the Northern Territory now?"

If it was Li Zhu, then it would be understandable that he could break the barrier of the Immortal Gate.

After all, Li Zhu's cultivation had been improved through enlightenment since he was a child, and he had two great masters teaching him, so his strength was indeed among the best.

Hongyun couldn't help but feel heavy-hearted. If we talk about his strength alone, his chances of winning against Li Zhu are not high.

As soon as these words were spoken, the elders behind him and even the detained disciples all recalled the uproar that had occurred at that time, and looked at You Mu with a look of fear and a hint of weirdness.

The lion lay prone, the sedan chair landed safely, You Mu rested his arms on the armrests, his expression was completely relaxed from that of the righteous monk opposite him.

"Hongyun, in terms of seniority, you should call me Junior Uncle." Facing Hongyun's vigilance and questioning, he was not angry and spoke jokingly.