Today we don't know what the palace lord is called.

Fu Yuanzhi refused to let go, and the entanglement became tighter and tighter. The palace owner could only helplessly throw away Zhanxue, and raised his hand. Fu Yuanzhi in his arms was still trying hard to drill, like a big cat who was cheating.

So the palace lord hastily freed his hands to hug him, and Fu Yuanzhi, who tried his best to stick it on, calmed down, enjoying the embrace of the master contentedly, and hugged him tightly with both hands, for fear that the person in his arms would run away.

"Master..." Fu Yuanzhi muttered, "Disciple must practice hard...to protect you..."

The palace lord couldn't help stretching out a finger, and poked Fu Yuanzhi's face. The little apprentice who was talking in his sleep frowned, his voice was very vague. When the palace lord poked, not only his face was crooked, but also straight. saliva.

"Master!" Fu Yuanzhi convulsed in his dream and shouted, "You people don't want to snatch Yunmeng from my master! Master... Master!"

"Well, I'm here, I'm here." The palace master comforted softly, and patted the little apprentice's back with his hand, "No one can snatch it away, if I don't let it go, who can snatch it away?"

Young people who are not as tall as the weak crown grow very fast. How long does it take? The little apprentice is almost as tall as him. In order to put his head on his chest, Fu Yuanzhi needs to bend down and shrink. The long hands and long feet look very crowded. , pitiful.

While patting the apprentice, the palace master turned his head to look at the demon who hadn't finished speaking, and asked, "You said it won't take long, what will happen?"

The devil sat on the ground, his lips trembled, and he was speechless for a long time.

——Did the nightmare just misplaced the target and accidentally threw it at myself?

The devil looked up at the man in front of him. He was dressed in blue and black hair, and he had a strong character, which was very in line with the legend, but he stood peacefully on the ground, and looked at the young man in his arms with soft and doting eyes, not at all... It can't be seen that this person once looked down on the demons from a high position in the clouds, cut the supreme demon in half with a single knife in the chaos, and cut melons and vegetables with no mercy!

The palace lord didn't have time to explore the devil's thoughts. The apprentice is now standing obediently, with his face buried in the palace lord's neck. It's a little itchy and hot, but he's still honest. Although he hasn't escaped from the nightmare, it doesn't look like there will be any excessive behavior up.

Lose some spiritual power and recuperate, there is no physical damage.

So the palace lord chuckled lightly, cast a sideways glance at the devil, and said, "Assault on a 20-year-old child, is this the only way the devil can do it?"

As a result, the lips of the demon on the ground trembled even more. The demon looked like a young man, but the Palace Master always felt that this man had a strange style of painting - he was wearing a black suit, with a white face, purple lips and black eye shadow, and facial makeup Looking very Gothic, there are black flame-like lines on the forehead and sideburns, so it's a mix and match.

So the palace lord looked at it for a long time, and couldn't help frowning and asked: "What are you?"

The demon seemed to have been greatly affected, and replied honestly: "One of the four demon ambassadors of the Demon Sect, the succubus..."

"Nightmare tapir?" The palace lord was taken aback, "Are you a pig?"

Nightmare: "...Although I don't know why he would smile like that in my nightmare, but you can't call me a pig because of this—"

The palace lord couldn't help but want to raise his forehead, I'm sorry, a certain Japanese mobile game in the 21st century has been played too much, it can be seen that electronic products are very harmful.

"I'm a succubus that is known as the Qin Demon, the Blood Demon, and the Sword Demon! One of the four envoys of the Demon Sect, you don't know?"

Why do I need to know, and... the palace master couldn't help but want to complain, the four big XX, the four big mouths, the combined routine is too serious, and the point is, there is a piano demon in front, how good it is for you to form a combination of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, Then you won't hear the succubus as a nightmare-eating tapir!

The Dream Demon looked at the Palace Master with a broken face, unbelievable: "I'm so unknown?"

The Palace Mistress looked at him, could not help showing sympathy in his eyes, but still stretched out his hand, and the Dream Demon looked over expectantly, but in the next second, an invisible force grabbed his throat and lifted him up abruptly.

"Untie it." The Palace Master said indifferently.

"Uh……"

The white face quickly turned red - although the devil and the Taoist are not mortals, so they don't need to open their mouths to breathe in essence, but the palace lord didn't just strangle him by the throat, but locked his soul, from the depths of the soul. The pain of being wantonly crushed came from everywhere, and the Dream Demon struggled like a mortal—his methods were to spread negative emotions such as nightmares and fear for his own use, but one of the two in front of him did not know why, and did evil. Dream is still laughing, another...

Question: What is the probability of bumping into Lord Yunmeng head-on on the road?

Answer: A once-in-a-million-year opportunity!

Question: If I am a demon and plotted against his apprentice before meeting him, what is the possibility of surviving?

Answer: It's cold.

The Dream Demon is a demon who knows the current affairs. His cultivation technique belongs to the sidelines. Compared with confronting the enemy head-on, it is the best routine. Using the Nightmare Yinren, if you encounter the Yinren, it will be very miserable, so Nightmare will not be so stupid as to hit a stone with an egg.

He immediately took back the nightmare released on Fu Yuanzhi's body, and the palace master did not make any further difficulties, let go of his hand and let him fall to the ground.

For the first time, the Nightmare felt that he loved free fall and the smell of earth.

Fu Yuanzhi quickly collapsed in the arms of the palace lord after the nightmare was separated from the body, so the palace lord hugged him. The child would not let go even after falling asleep. All must be ripped off!

"Master..." Fu Yuanzhi showed a smiling face, and rubbed his face on the Palace Master's chest, falling into a deeper dream.

The unlucky devil knelt aside and rubbed his neck, the purple-red strangle marks were shocking, but think about it, the devil who had seen Lord Yunmeng in the legend, now he himself became a legend, the devil who died in the hands of Lord Yunmeng lightly Then the soul will be scattered, and if it is serious, it will die like the Supreme Demon Lord, leaving a few pieces of scum to linger on and be tortured forever!

Plop, the devil kneeled more simply than the two ghost cultivators before, not at all as majestic as the four demon envoys of the Demon Sect.

"Palace Master Yunmeng, spare me!" The devil not only knelt down, but also knocked on him very crisply.

The maid was shaking her hair, squatting on the shoulder of the palace lord, her mouth was grinding loudly, and Daju poked her head out from her feet - even though Daju was getting fatter and her hair was getting longer and longer, she could still be easily separated. Where is the head - whichever side is facing the food, that is the head.

He hugged Fu Yuanzhi with both hands, and carefully asked his apprentice to find a comfortable position. Without the trouble of nightmares, Fu Yuanzhi curled up in the arms of the Palace Master, his fingers grabbed his long hair, and there was a sweet smile on his mouth, like a cute.

No, it's not a resemblance, it's just a cutie, the Palace Master nodded with satisfaction.

Glancing at the devil kneeling on the ground, the devil trembled like chaff.

"Tell me, why should I spare you?" The palace lord said, "Before you plotted against others, didn't you think about what happens if your strength is not enough?"

The face of the devil turned green, and he said in his heart that you, a righteous and true immortal, are hiding in the world, how could I know that I am so reckless?

"Since you were the first to assassinate innocent people..."

Dream Demon heard a hundred dissatisfaction here, and shouted: "Palace Master, this is not fair, our Demon Sect has always acted like this, and I dare to act, that's right, I plotted against this... your apprentice, but my Demon Sect The first line of the sect has its own dark stars to guide, and those who enter this way can live and die without resentment. He eats ghosts first, so I will pass by to see how good he is...I mean the quality of the soul is high, and I want to eat his soul. It's the law of the Demon Sect, I've been wronged to death, who would have known that he, a Soul Eater, was actually a disciple of the True Immortal of the Righteous Path!"

The palace lord nodded: "Okay, since you didn't succeed, let you go."

"Thank you—oh no!" The Dream Demon suddenly yelled, "You know he eats souls... Don't you hate demons the most according to the rumors? Why do you accept demons as apprentices?"

The palace lord looked down at his apprentice's sleeping face, and said, "What does it have to do with you?"

The Dream Demon decisively took out a small card, handed it over, and replied, "I work part-time at the Lingxiu Miscellaneous Affairs Club..."

Looking sideways, there is a line of words on the top that reads flamboyantly: "Lingxiu Miscellaneous Agency registered Lingspy Shigeng No. 77, if there is a counterfeit, the whole territory will be banned."

Palace Master: "..."

"See if you can—"

"No." The Palace Mistress turned around with a flick of her sleeves, "No interviews, no schedule."

"Hey, please be flexible. I'm a professional spy. I will never report indiscriminately, and I will definitely solve it quickly. I will show you the manuscript before publishing it. You—"

Bang, the demon flew upside down, hit the fence wall, threw ashes on his head, coughed up a mouthful of blood, but immediately crawled back, the palace lord took advantage of the opportunity to throw out the transparent strings, the sound of the piano moved slightly, and the black-clothed piano spirit appeared out of thin air In the courtyard, salute the master.

"Stop this guy." The palace lord waved his hand with a headache, Qin Ling took the lead, the seven strings were up and down in the air, the jade knife cut snow and flew into Qin Ling's hands, the dream demon slammed on the brakes, and stood opposite Qin Ling , looked down at Zhanxue, and said in a sleepy voice: "Wow, is this the weapon used by the Supreme Demon Lord? So the weapon of Lord Yunmeng is a knife? Let me just say, everyone has too serious a stereotype of sword cultivators now." Now, not everyone who can fight is a sword repairer, the Lord of Yunmeng actually uses a sword!"

Qin Ling turned her wrist upside down, with the blade facing outwards, so the Dream Demon couldn't help but retract her hand to prevent her fingers from being cut off.

——Fortunately, the Xuezhan Sword Spirit is not in the main body, Qin Ling thought silently.

"Hey, can you please make an appointment? You know, we young people have grown up listening to your stories, and our reverence for you is like the long river of Yunzechuan that lasts for thousands of years. Although Yunmengtian Palace said that it would not reject the devils' reformation at the beginning of its establishment, but after your junior brother took over as the head..."

The palace lord slammed the door shut and cast an enchantment. The demons outside the door kept making noises. The palace lord felt that this move was much more powerful than his nightmare——

Why are reporters from another world so ambitious?

……

The winding path leads to seclusion, and Youming Terrace is located in the valley of Mangshan Mountain. It was originally an ancient battlefield for mortals.

This kind of place where people died on a large scale, even if there is no yin spirit left, it is easy to gather yin energy, so it is reasonable for the ghost cultivator to choose this place to establish a stronghold. In addition, there has been no one to manage the ancient battlefield before. There will not be many mortals bothering the mass graves where the corpses are thrown.

The ancestor Guiyuan never said that this is a sect, but a group of ghost cultivators gathered together to practice together, because no matter what race, the same kind is naturally willing to live in a group, caught in the gap between the ten continents and three islands between the magic gate and the Taoist gate, there is no one. With the protection of a powerful person, life is too difficult.

It's different now. Patriarch Guiyuan is almost the first ghost who has reached the cultivation level of a true immortal as a ghost cultivator throughout the ages. , to re-cultivate Taoism or demon cultivation, but the ancestor created his own unique method of ghost body cultivation, and his strength is not inferior to that of a real immortal with a flesh body.

With this "Returning to Yuanzhen Jue", the power of ghosts has also grown unknowingly.

But still not big enough.

Now it is no longer the grand occasion of the immortals and demons competing for the throne ten thousand years ago. The world is stable, the magic sect is in a corner, and it cannot lift its head in front of the Taoist sect. Still ignoring the old magic door, Xie Ran, the Venerable Blood Lian, went to the Qiongshan Sword Sect to provoke him if he had nothing to do.

I heard that a few days ago, I went to Yunmeng for a tour and asked the master of Yunmeng to cut off half of his head.

"Old Ancestor, the Master of the Nanlu Immortal Pavilion has arrived." The ghost boy with a double bun pushed open the door and said in a childish voice.

Sitting on the couch was a young man. In the ten continents and three islands, very few practitioners had the appearance of an octogenarian, except for special hobbies.

The young man showed a bright and bright smiling face, and stood up to greet the demon who entered the door, dressed in colorful clothes, the hem of which was as thin as a veil, swaying with her figure in the air, revealing a gorgeous glow, which could hardly conceal the beauty of her body. curve.

"Zhu Niang!" The young man clapped his hands and said, "It's a good thing you came, Huang Zhongshan's Linshui Sword Sect came first, their masters are too boring, they keep a straight face all day, they look more dead than me."

Zhu Niang swayed a jingling ring pendant, and the light gauze flew up in a round arc. She smiled coquettishly and said: "Then you are not happy to marry your sister!"

"Hey, I'm not afraid of wronging my sister. My sister and I are married, that is a ghost marriage." The young-looking ancestor Guiyuan curled his lips, "And, sister, you have eaten so many brother-in-laws, so let me go. "

Zhu Niang snorted and said proudly: "There are so many, none of them are worth remembering. Speaking of which, will Guanghe Palace come?"

"Xie Ran, I don't know." Patriarch Gui Yuan said, "Xie Ran knows to go to the Qiongshan Sword Sect every day to find a beating. Why does my sister want him?"

"I just heard that he was chopped off by Lord Yunmeng?"

The Lord Yunmeng suddenly appeared and cut down Xie Ran directly. Although it is said that Xie Ran was not seriously injured, no one knows how much strength the legendary Lord Yunmeng has put in, and what state he is in now.

"Sigh...it's good that Master Yunmeng isn't here. The Lord Yunmeng is still there, and our previous preparations are useless. We can only go so far." Ancestor Gui Yuan shook his head and sighed, "Otherwise, the entire Demon Sect With all the ghosts combined, they may not be able to defeat a Yunmeng Lord, wouldn't that be too ugly? Besides, if they come with another Qiongshan Sword Lord, another Yujing Lord..."

Zhu Niang twisted her waist, but she showed an uncomfortable expression on her face: "But, the Supreme Demon Lord has been dead for so many years, who knows if I can use it if I pull it up."

The old ancestor Guiyuan smiled and said, "Sister, what are you afraid of? In my "Guiyuan Jue", there is a method to transform the soul into power on the spot. You don't have to wait three to five years to refine it like a normal soul eater."

Zhu Niang giggled, Xian Xianyu pointed to Gui Yuan's forehead: "Bad boy, so you have this plan?"