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

it works?

Lian Quan's ears trembled, and he turned his head to jump on the master, but he was still a step too late, Fu Yuanzhi had already rushed forward and hugged the palace master.

"Master! What is useful? How can you use this word to describe your own soul!" Fu Yuanzhi was shocked, "No, what are you going to use it for?!"

"Master!" Lian Quan quickly stood in the united front with the little devil who always spoke with contempt, "Master, this time Lian Quan will not allow you to let your spirit go around again no matter what!"

"..." The palace lord was silent for a while, and found that Fu Yuanzhi hugged him too tightly, and he couldn't push it away unless he used spiritual power, and Lian Quan didn't care about the so-called image, and almost rushed over to hug his legs...

But he said helplessly: "Then what do you think we should do? Is it possible to build a temple?"

After he finished speaking, the corner of his mouth twitched, because Fu Yuanzhi and Lian Quan really nodded fiercely in unison.

"Build a temple for Qiu Xian to kowtow every day!"

"There's also that Variety Monster, those surnamed Xue..."

"...Don't make trouble." The palace master turned cold.

Their mouths were closed, but the two pairs of arms hugged each other even tighter. The palace master's expression darkened, and he shook them away with a little spiritual power. Lian Quan lay on the ground and refused to get up. He didn't let go, and let the palace lord's spiritual power hit his chest without making a sound.

"You!" The palace lord hastily tugged at him, Fu Yuanzhi rarely had a stubborn temper, and in turn was hugged by the palace lord, and even threw his head to the other side to sulk.

Therefore, the Palace Master couldn't help poking Fu Yuanzhi's face with his fingertips——

Then Fu Fugu Yuanzhi was quickly discouraged again, turned around and grabbed the palace master's wrist with both hands, begging: "Master, I just want...you will be fine in the future."

The palace lord was startled, and couldn't help feeling a little warmth in his heart. He patted the back of Fu Yuanzhi's hand and said, "In the future, who will have the ability to make me feel bad."

"Master." Fu Yuanzhi said, "I must snatch Yunmeng back from you and make those shameless guys pay the price. Those demons who dare to hit you with crooked ideas can't jump around for a few days, and they will be cleaned up one by one sooner or later—"

"Stop!"

"oops……"

Having been knocked on the forehead, Fu Yuanzhi covered his head aggrievedly, the Palace Mistress poked the tip of his nose and said, "Why, according to this posture, are you really going to be a devil?"

"The disciple is originally a devil!" Fu Yuanzhi replied confidently, "Being the devil can prevent the master from being hurt, so the disciple will be this evil devil!"

No matter whether it was touching or tenderness, there was no time for the palace master to react, because as soon as Fu Yuanzhi finished speaking, he closed his eyes without warning and fell into the palace master's arms.

"Master, he—"

"Hush." ​​The Palace Master smiled helplessly, "He's tired."

Even though he has magic skills, he is still a young man in his early 20s. At this age, he can still be regarded as a child in the 21st life, let alone the ten continents and three islands that live for tens of thousands of years.

"Lu Qingshuang." The palace lord suddenly said seriously, "Even if my soul is weak, it still has the foundation of ten thousand years of Taoism. If you take this piece of soul to the mortal East Tang Kingdom, the spiritual power in it should be able to resist the sorcery of the demon sect."

"But, this is—"

Lu Qingshuang waved his hands again and again, with a terrified expression, he said, "This is your soul!"

"...The eleven souls are going to become deformed Taoists."

"That should be..." Lu Qingshuang patted his mouth - he almost blurted out, that should be well preserved - it sounded like a proposal to build a temple for worship.

"Even if you keep it, there is no possibility of returning to the body. The longer the separation time, the more the soul power will be consumed. After all, it is nothing but annihilation. Although I think it sounds beautiful to disperse into the world to nourish all things, but now it can still rise. Isn't it more useful?" The palace master couldn't help laughing, "You are all cultivators, don't be so pedantic like the kind of mortal old scholars with beards dragging to your chest."

Besides, he could guess that this should be the plan in his previous life - he put his soul together with the seal of the Supreme Demon Lord, just to exhaust his soul power, and both of them would disperse into the heaven and earth, and it would be settled once and for all.

The last words left here and there should be just in case my soul power fails to fight the Supreme Demon Lord, I hope that those who are willing can find the last words, and then ensure that the Supreme Demon Lord will not set off bloody storms again.

"Go, otherwise this little devil will be in trouble again when he wakes up."

……

The "plague" of mortals in the Eastern Tang Kingdom once spread to a terrible level. The Taoists of Tianyan Mountain City waited and watched in the Western Tang Dynasty. Jin Jingzhuo, the head of the mountain city, personally became the slain Lord of the Western Tang Dynasty, so the mortals did not suspect it.

The female priests who were sent to the palace also sent back news that they had been made concubines by the emperor and everything was going well.

Wearing a bamboo hat, the female fairy in white appeared under the banner of the king and nodded slightly.

"Nothing unusual?"

"Immortal Master don't worry." Jin Jingzhuo replied.

"The head—"

Suddenly, a Taoist dressed as a soldier came to Poqian and said, "A large number of demons appeared in the Eastern Tang Dynasty. Many maidens in the Nanlu Xiange are searching for the skeletons poisoned by the plague."

"Nanlu Xiange?"

Jin Jingzhuo was held down by Tian Yunwan, and she said: "You are not the only one who can think of the power to seize connections. Although a single mortal is small, he can't hold the largest number of them. He doesn't have the power to be a town, so of course we have to think about it." Let’s find a way to make up for it.”

"When the mortal emperor is taken down, Central Continent is in his hands—"

"Impatience." Tian Yunwan said again, "Mortal emperors are protected by Ziwei stars, you'd better not place all your hopes on those four female disciples of yours, otherwise you will be able to repair them like Youming Terrace, Nanlu Xiange, or Guanghe Palace. Why does the Demon Buddha of Huanxi Zen never send anyone to get the emperor's idea?"

"The reason Guanghe Palace doesn't send people to attack the mortal emperor is because we never use mortals as stepping stones to the throne."

There was a voice slowly falling from the heights. The demon cultivator was wearing a snow-white monk robe, with green lotuses floating under his feet. If he could replace the string of Buddhist beads around his neck from human skulls with normal beads, he would look no different from a Taoist Buddhist cultivator— —It should be said that it is more majestic, heroic and handsome than Daoist Buddhist cultivators.

"And Guanghe Palace's method of double cultivation is only cultivated with one's own Taoist companion." Xie Ran corrected.

Jin Jingzhuo was taken aback, turned around and was about to scold his disciples angrily, but suddenly found that those disciples were all sitting on the ground in a Buddhist posture, with blood-colored lotus flowers on their heads, and their flesh was withering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"...Xue Ran, Venerable Blood Lian?"

Jin Jingzhuo exclaimed, in exchange for Xie Ran chuckled.

"This fairy is very elegant, but why is she as short-sighted as these small sects?"

Tian Yunwan glanced at him silently, then backed away, and disappeared like a puff of green smoke. Xie Ran remained calm and didn't want to continue pestering this unknown female cultivator, so Jin Jingzhuo asked more vigilantly: " I don't know what the purpose of Palace Master Xie is here, since we feel that our small sect is short-sighted, it shouldn't be here to disturb this trip, right?"

"No." Xie Ran replied, "I'm just passing by."

"Nanlu Xiange has entered the Eastern Tang Kingdom on a large scale. I heard that you just captured their two plum blossom ladies..."

Xie Ran said: "Yes, that's why I came... When did I catch Mrs. Plum Blossom?"

Leaving Qiongshan all the way to the southwest, why is it getting more and more wrong?There are great achievements left by Xie Ran, the Venerable Blood Lian everywhere, and there are even a lot of rumors that Xie Ran likes to practice swords?

If things continue like this, the next time I see Ye Wangsha again, Gu Jing Jinghong's sword attack probably won't just be a scare.

Moreover, Xie Ran couldn't figure it out—Where did the rumor spread that the Mistress of Guanghe Palace likes to be walked through the back door?His sect recently sent a letter to him, saying that many little demon sects heard the news and sent all kinds of strong men one after another.

Xie Ran was so angry that she wanted to go to Tumen.

So he waved his hand: "I'm not looking for you, I'm looking for Nanlu Xiange."

As the head of the Guanghe Palace faction of the Demon Sect, Xie Ran's news is far better than that of the Daoist Sect, so these secret plots are afraid of the inner ghost - even if he did not participate in the plan, he is not difficult to understand the small moves of the Demon Sect. The Fu family of Nanming Mountain, a family of demons, is afraid that it is not the monsters and ghosts in the cave in the back mountain. If they run out, it will be enough to cause trouble; the Qiongshan Sword Sect seals the sword of the Supreme Demon Lord, so it is also in the plan of the Demon Sect. , although they didn't know that the sword ran away with long legs, and what was left, Yunmeng Tiangong was a variable, and the Momen was no longer afraid of the power of Tiangong, but they really couldn't figure out the current mentality of Lord Yunmeng.

Perhaps, Haiguo has also encountered the Demon Gate, and the dragon can't hide from the world. It doesn't mean that the Demon Gate, which has been recharging its energy for many years, will not take the initiative to find it.

So Xie Ran sent people to spread rumors early, saying that the master of Yunmeng was at the end of his battle, and the supreme demon was suppressed ten thousand years ago, and he didn't feel much better. Now is a good time to counterattack.

——In this way, when the fools who believed in him started to make trouble, they could beat them up one by one.

The female cultivators of Nanlu Xiange seem to be herding sheep, pulling hordes of infected mortals. Because this is not a plague, many Taoists are naturally "infected". Generally, the ground is in a mess.

"Hey!"

Xie Ran jumped down from mid-air: "It was your Nanlu Xiange who secretly sent people to attack the forbidden area of ​​Qiongshan in the middle of the night, right?"

The two female cultivators were taken aback by the sudden appearance of the Demon Buddha, but they had obviously seen Xie Ran, recognized who it was, and immediately posted it with giggles.

"Thank you Lord~"

"Oh... the female benefactors should be more self-respecting." Xie Ran hastily pulled them down, "I can't bear it, little monk."

"The rumors turned out to be true..." The female demons all showed regretful expressions, "Xie Zunzhu is really affectionate."

"Ah?" Xie Ran pondered for a while, then nodded, "This is definitely true."

The blood lotus suddenly burst out from the female cultivator's chest, and delicate and beautiful petals grew out of the flesh and blood.

Xie Ran said: "So, it's really you idiots who plan to resurrect the Supreme Demon Lord and attack the forbidden area of ​​Qiongshan Mountain?"