Heavenly Thunder strikes me down, and I become a Disaster Demon Lord

At the foot of Luoyue Mountain, the three sides confronted each other, and it was clear from black to white.

That group of people in plain clothes, needless to say, is the people of the Xianmen who came to crusade.

Headed by the elders or sect masters of each faction, a large group of people with a sense of immortality stood at the foot of the mountain, ready to go.

Everyone looked at the opposite side with cold eyebrows, their expressions were not good, and the long swords had not been unsheathed, and they all put their hands on the hilts of the swords.

The other faction is the demons gathered from all over the place.

Worthy of the temperament of the demon clan, there is a crowd of mobs, just looking at it, you can call it a "crowd".

The last one is the owner of this place, the demon sect from Luoyue Mountain.

Lord Qingyu was the leader, standing with his fan flapping, with a three-pointed smile on his face, as he glanced leisurely across the two forces on the opposite side.

"What's the wind today," he said slowly, shaking his folding fan lightly, "Luoyue Mountain hasn't been this lively for a long time."

On the side of the fairy gate, it seems that if you say a word to the demons, the air will be dirty. Before you say a word, the mob first let out strange laughs layer upon layer.

The leading demon said hypocritically: "I have seen Zuo Guardian in the lower lotus mountain. Hiss—how dare I ask Lord Demon Venerable?"

The other demon laughed loudly: "Aren't you asking the question knowingly? Naturally, the murderer felt guilty and fled out. I have no face to see Father Luoyueshan getting old!"

There was another burst of laughter, which made everyone in the immortal sect next to them frown deeply, and they were quite disgusted.

"Presumptuous." Qing Yujun's smiling face did not change, his peach-shaped eyes slightly curved up, "Is it something you can talk about about your lord?"

The laughter at the end of the sentence was still there, and the leader of the demon felt the wind blowing from his side, and his arm was cold.

At first he wanted to laugh at the other party's bad aim, but when the demons around him retreated half a step in horror, the demon burst into pain, clutching his broken right arm and cursing loudly.

Qing Yujun raised his hand to take back the folding fan: "The useless arm is useless, if you continue to scold, your useless head will also be cut off."

A light threat was as heavy as a thousand weights, and the scolding stopped immediately.

"I wish it hadn't been like this earlier." Jun Qingyu walked around with a smile, "Who else has anything to say?"

Wherever it sweeps, there is a murderous intent.

The Left Guardian of the Demon Sect has always killed people with a smile on his face, if they had seen it with their own eyes, they would definitely not be so arrogant.

Wumo in the front row dared to speak too much, and a voice yelled in the crowd of demons: "Dangtang Zuo Dharma Protector! If you don't agree with one word, you will shoot and hurt your fellow clan! What's the reason?!"

When Qing Yujun heard this, he closed his folding fan: "Don't think you are hiding in the crowd, I don't know who it is."

He raised his hand to grab it, and a monster in the black crowd was picked up in the air, his hands pinched his neck, and his feet kicked wildly.

Qing Yujun opened his hand and clenched it tightly.

The demon hanging in the air strangled its neck, screaming hoarsely and miserably.

Immediately after a blood mist exploded, Xianmen and his party opened the barrier and covered their noses to retreat, and the demons were terrified.

Only the group in the teaching group looked as usual, Qing Yujun unfolded the folding fan and smiled briskly.

"Who told you that I, Qing Yujun, need reason for killing a few outrageous things?" He asked back funny, "If you dare to come to my Luoyue Mountain site to cause trouble, you probably don't want to leave alive?"

Lord Qingyu didn't bother to waste words with this gang of mobs, and when he spoke, his eyes turned to the fairy gate.

"This must be the famous Young Master Gu Xuan Zhigu." He pretended to bow, "I'm sorry, I've admired you for a long time."

"The left guardian of the Demon Cult, Lord Qingyu." Gu Xuanzhi said indifferently, "It's like thunder."

Lord Qingyu laughed: "How dare you, why not you? Right, Elder Canghai of Guanhai Pavilion, Master Miaoyin of Xuanyin Valley, and...by the way, Mr. Gu, where are you headed? Team, or you real Hongyun? After the last war, I haven’t seen these old friends for many years.”

After asking suspiciously, Lord Qing Yu suddenly smiled, and knocked on his forehead with a folding fan: "Oh, look at my memory. It is rumored that Daoist Hong Yun was killed by our lord, how could the deceased come?"

Gu Xuanzhi's face was ice-cold, and the disciples of Tianqing Mountain behind him were already furious, and they drew their swords and wanted to charge.

Gu Xuanzhi raised his hand to stop him: "Don't bother Zuo Dharma to worry."

"That's right, it's not my family that died." Jun Qingyu nodded, "Mr. Gu and these old bones came here today, what is the matter? Could it be to give us New Year's greetings?"

Luoyueshan and his party laughed.

"Of course it is to avenge Hong Yun and his disciples who died in vain!" Elder Canghai shouted with righteous indignation, "The demons are like dogs, call out your demon masters! Otherwise, we will destroy Luoyue Mountain today!"

"Elder Canghai." Jun Qingyu nodded his folding fan from the air, "Is the leg that was discounted by the old master healed? Not only the legs and feet are sharp, but the tongue is also much sharper than it was many years ago."

When mentioning the past humiliation, Elder Cang Hai's face turned red and black.

"To flatten Luoyue Mountain is really easy to say." A woman beside Qing Yujun laughed, "It seems like you people can do it, do you think Luoyue Mountain is your back garden?"

The woman is petite and has a charming face. Her hair is adorned with a few delicate dried flowers, which complement the two blooming peach blossoms drawn with cinnabar on her forehead.

"Luo Huan, don't be rude, these are the great talents of the immortal sect." Qing Yujun stopped her lightly.

Luo Huan frowned, nodded in agreement.

Lord Qingyu said again: "Your Majesty, I don't see any outsiders. If there is nothing wrong, then go back."

A group of elders rushed to Luoyue Mountain in a big way, and returned after saying a few words. What kind of words is that?

For those who don’t know, it’s true that the two races of humans and demons are on good terms, and they wish each other a happy new year by crossing the mountains and ridges.

Gu Xuan took a step forward: "Hand over my little junior sister first."

"Your junior sister?" Jun Qingyu asked curiously, "Which junior junior sister are you?"

"Don't try to be fooled by the demons!" A disciple of Tianqingshan became emotional, "Our junior sister has not returned after going out a few days ago! You must have been kidnapped and deceived by your demon boss!"

Qing Yujun was even more strange, with a sarcasm in his smile: "It's strange, you will know where she went before she left the house? Why did your junior sister join us?"

The disciple choked, Qing Yujun said again: "I heard that His Majesty left with a little Taoist priest from Tianqing Mountain that day, and did not bring any girls with him. Eh, could it be your junior sister..."

Gu Xuanzhi's face darkened: "Shut up."

Qingyu Jun smiled like a peach blossom: "Young Master Gu, I didn't say anything. But to be honest, your junior sister is not with us, you are looking for the wrong place."

Master Miaoyin sneered: "The demons are cunning, so why bother nephew and nephew? If you don't admit it, let's go in first! Avenge my disciple who died in vain!"

The silver sword was out of its sheath, and one person moved it. The swords of all members screamed in the sky, and the sword glow flourished: "Luozhen!"

"Over there." Qing Yujun slightly suppressed his smile, looked a little more serious, peachy eyes glanced at the group of demons facing him, "If you help me at this moment, I will save your life later. If you can't think about it, just try."

As soon as the words fell, dozens of sword glows struck with monstrous magic power.

At the foot of Luoyue Mountain, the trees fell and the rocks were smashed, and the sand flew away for a while, Qing Yujun raised his fan to block it, and all the demons behind him also made concerted efforts.

The confrontation between the two sides was evenly matched for a while.

"I advise you to go back early, and you can still save your life." Yipao fluttered against the wind, and Qing Yujun seemed to be able to handle it with ease, "There are many people left behind in my teaching who have not yet participated in the battle. With your abilities, you dare to talk and flatten Luoyue Mountain?"

Luo Huan giggled and laughed: "What kind of decent families are there, that's all."

Gu Xuanzhi didn't say a word, but secretly exerted force, and the green glow on the sword flourished.

"Martial nephew!" Seeing the elders, they all had slightly protruding veins, raised their spirits and cast spells, saying that they could not lose to the young man.

Seeing this, Luo Huan even clapped his hands and laughed loudly: "Hahahahaha, look at Dharma protectors, these old things!"

"Luo Huan, don't forget your age." Qing Yujun was already struggling, but if he hadn't opened his mouth, he wouldn't have noticed it at all.

Luo Huan flattened her mouth: "I almost forgot. Don't talk about me, you are not much older than them."

Some of the group of demons on the opposite side were scared away by this momentum, and some brave stayed to watch the battle, and some dared not escape but were afraid of death, tremblingly came to Lord Qingyu's side: "Master Dharma Protector, I'll help you! "

Luo Huan smiled and scolded the cowards, and didn't even look at them, but only looked at the Xianmen who were facing each other, and raised the corners of his lips.

A flower of a different color quietly blooms in the palm.

Lin Feng and the others met an acquaintance on their way to Luoyue Mountain.

"Your Majesty!" the man shouted from a distance, his voice was urgent but calm.

Seeing that it was Pei Wuxin, Lin Feng walked towards him with his sword: "Is there any difficulty in teaching?"

"Yes." Pei Wuxin said, "All the sects of the Immortal Sect are blocked at the foot of the mountain, and there are also members of the demon clan who have different intentions outside the sect. The subordinates are going to Cangwu Mountain to find you."

Lin Feng nodded: "I've got the news." He still didn't forget to introduce to Fang Mo, "This is Pei Wuxin, and I'll teach You Guardian."

Fang Mo nodded.

"This is a ghost doctor." Lin Feng introduced to Pei Wuxin again.

Pei Wuxin also nodded expressionlessly.

When these two meet, they are extremely indifferent, and I don't know if I will be amazed that there is someone as ruthless as myself.

"Jun Qingyu is leading people to attack." Pei Wuxin continued, "I have been asked by my lord to not let others know that I came out to find my lord this time."

"Also..." He paused, "This subordinate already has someone to suspect."

"Who?" Lin Feng asked immediately.

"I wonder if Your Majesty remembers a maid who once served His Majesty." Pei Wuxin slowly said a name, "Luo Huan."

Lin Feng frowned and thought.

There are quite a lot of maids in the church, not to mention the maids, he may not remember all of them, this is embarrassing him.

Those who have served the old master should be very old, but their age cannot be expressed by appearance.

Lin Feng really had no impression.

"The subordinate was single-handedly selected by the lord, so it was only after investigation a few days ago that I found out that she is the maid of the lord." Pei Wuxin said.

"What's wrong with her?" Lin Feng asked.

"Your Majesty mentioned the strange fragrance before, so this subordinate paid more attention." Pei Wuxin said, "She seems to have a similar fragrance on her body."

"The subordinate then sneaked into her room to investigate, and then asked the elder in the teaching center around, and found something." Pei Wuxin frowned lightly, "Luo Huan, it seems to be the daughter of Mr. Yinxiang."

Yujian heaved under Lin Feng's feet.

Pei Wuxin continued: "My lord seems to have a good relationship with Mr. Yinxiang."

The cold wind whizzed by his ears, Lin Feng digested for a while, and then couldn't help asking: "Excuse me, is that Yinxiang Jun male or female?"

Pei Wuxin glanced at him and said flatly, "It seems to be a woman."

After listening, Lin Feng stroked his forehead.

He made a bold guess, and seemed to understand some secrets of the Devil's Cult that even Shi Chongyan didn't know.

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