After the demon king failed to beg for death

Fu Ling's series of actions made everyone present see his position clearly.

They respected the Lord without saying a word, and let him play, even with a smile on his lips.

I have to say that this monk really has two brushes.

Some disciples who still sneered at Fu Ling couldn't help but put away their thoughts.

This person in front of him cannot be offended, nor can he afford to offend him.

After all these series of orders were issued, Fu Ling noticed that he seemed to have exceeded his authority, and the current lord is Li Chen.

Fu Ling pinched the tip of her nose angrily, turned her head to look at the man who was still sitting on the seat, and said with a little regret in her eyes: "Then what...you should do it."

Li Chen stood up, walked to him in two or three steps, turned his head to look at him, and said to Qi Rui: "Just do as he said."

After speaking, he stretched out his hand to hold Fu Ling, and said in a gentle voice, "Let's go to the dungeon to have a look."

Fu Ling felt that it was still necessary to explain this matter. He said he didn't care about the matter, but in the end he made the order without authorization. No matter who it was, he would probably be unhappy.

"Just now... I was also worried for a while, so I ordered it without authorization, and you are too, so why don't you remind me."

The habits of many years cannot be changed at once, and it is still in such a familiar environment as Mingshi Mountain.

Li Chen shook his hand and chuckled, "Is there any difference?"

Fu Ling frowned: "This is different. As the leader of a religion, no one can challenge the authority of the lord, otherwise it will be difficult to restrain the people below."

Li Chen nodded perfunctorily: "Well, I see, I will remind you next time."

Hearing this, Fu Ling knew that this person didn't take it seriously, but he reminded himself that he must pay attention next time.

After Li Chen finished speaking, he added: "Of course others can't do this, but you are not someone else."

Fu Ling hooked the corners of his lips, looked up at him, leaned over and asked, "Then who am I?"

Speaking of which, the two of them kissed and hugged each other, but Li Chen never expressed his feelings towards him positively.

Whether it is this face that he likes, or the person he likes.

Although it sounds hypocritical to care about these things, there are still some words that need to be listened to.

The two movements were fast, and the steps were fast, and the dungeon was in front of me in the blink of an eye.

Two guard disciples stood at the gate of the dungeon, and Fu Ling and Li Chen were followed by several people.

Just as he stepped into the door of the dungeon, Li Chen stopped and turned to face Fu Ling.

Everyone also stopped and looked at Li Chen.

If he doesn't move, no one else dares to move.

Fu Ling asked curiously, "Why didn't you leave?"

Li Chen didn't speak, but looked straight at him.

Li Chen has already stepped into the dungeon with half of his body. The dungeon is gloomy and there is no light. Only the torches in the corridor illuminate the long and dark corridor.

He lowered his head, his expression was not very clear, but his eyes were full of unprecedented seriousness and persistence.

"You are nobody, you are my life."

Li Chen's voice was low and hoarse, and his tone was very light, but with unquestionable determination.

Fu Ling froze at that moment, only feeling a buzzing in his ears, and an indescribable numbness rolling down his scalp to his back.

Li Chen's words actually made his whole body tremble.

Fu Ling's eyes darkened, he pursed his lips, and said to the people following him, "Go down first."

The few people behind retreated, and he dragged Li Chen into the dark aisle in two or three steps.

All the burning torches in the aisle were extinguished in the blink of an eye, and it was pitch black, making it impossible to see anything.

Li Chen was dragged forward by Fu Ling for a few steps, and then he was pushed hard against the wall by this man.

"I accept your life."

Fu Ling's voice was slightly panting and trembling imperceptibly.

As soon as the words fell, a kiss like biting fell on Li Chen's lips.

All the kisses in the past were initiated and dominated by Li Chen, but at this moment, Fu Ling seemed to be a different person.

That's right, he used to be the venerable Demon Cult that others feared.

Fu Ling was half a head shorter than Li Chen. At this moment, with his head tilted slightly, his whole body was covered on Li Chen's body, and he seemed to be throwing himself into his arms.

Li Chen froze for a moment, then put his arms around the man's waist.

You can't see your fingers in the aisle, the entrance is very close, and there are two disciples standing at the entrance, and the dungeon is just past the turn of the aisle.

Some disciples who made mistakes were still imprisoned in the dungeon, and occasionally there were conversations coming from inside.

However, at this moment, all the voices disappeared from Fu Ling's ears, leaving only the person in front of him.

Li Chen was pressed against the wall by him, without any intention of resisting, and even lowered his head slightly in cooperation.

Fu Ling's kiss was messy and hasty, and it landed on his ear and his neck in the blink of an eye.

He gently rubbed that soft flesh, sucking it over and over again, leaving one mark after another, just like what Li Chen did to him.

Beneath the fair neck are throbbing blood vessels.

It is where a person is weakest.

Li Chen's whole body was tense, and the hand holding Fu Ling gradually tightened.

Fu Ling's hand had already opened the skirt of his chest.

"Why did the lights in the corridor go off?"

"Strange, it was still on just now."

"Quickly light it up again."

"Okay, here we come."

There was a conversation at the door of the dungeon, interrupting all of Fu Ling's movements.

He supported Li Chen's chest and raised his head, and the two looked at each other, their eyes full of longing for each other.

Fu Ling took a deep breath and stood up straight, and tidied up Li Chen's clothes.

"Do the business first."

As soon as he spoke, he realized that his voice had already become hoarse.

Li Chen also stood up straight, and before the two disciples came over, he waved his hands and lit all the lamps in the aisle.

The aisle was instantly illuminated.

Li Chen took Fu Ling's hand and continued to walk inside.

"Strange, it was still dark just now, why is it bright again?"

"Hush... I just saw the Lord go in."

Disciples' whispers of discussion came from behind.

But neither of them cared much.

The dungeon in Mingshi Mountain is very large, and there is a bend through the long corridor.

Turn around and there is a prison.

There is no end at the end of this road, but a ladder down.

The cages above are all disciples who have committed crimes, and the severity of the crime determines the distance of the position.

But below the stairs, there are prisoners for serious offenders.

For example, those two disciples who were infected by the magic energy.

There is no one guarding under the stairs, but an enchantment has been set up.

Fu Ling snapped his fingers, and a burst of fireworks shot out from his fingertips.

The fireworks illuminated the entire dungeon.

The moment the flame lit up, a howling sound came from the cage on the side.

A ferocious figure slammed into the tightly closed door.

The dungeon below has not been used for a long time, and the only ones closed are the two infected disciples.

Moreover, these two people were not locked in one place, but one south and one north, separated by a long distance.

Fu Ling moved closer and took a closer look.

These people seem to be a little different from the ordinary people they killed in the small village that day.

"Do you think this person seems to be... stronger?"

Although the people in the small village who were infected with the demonic energy that day turned purple in complexion, their movements were stiff and slow, but their expressions were not as terrifying and their strength was not as strong.

This prison cage is made of refined iron, which is very hard.

After being patted by this thing, it even shook slightly.

Li Chen's face was also a little dignified: "This demon corpse... has mutated."

Everyone knows what mutation means.

The attack power of ordinary demon corpses is already very strong. These demon corpses can still stand up after being killed, and they are not afraid of swords. Unless their heads are chopped off, they will be difficult to kill.

If there is a mutation, it will be a catastrophe not only for the mortal world, but also for the cultivation world.

Because the magic energy will control the monks.

Fu Ling checked the two of them.

These two people no longer have the aura of strangers, and they can't even search for their souls. They are completely two corpses controlled by demonic energy, and they all act by instinct.

Moreover, once the demon corpse sensed the breath of people, it would tirelessly hit the cage that trapped them.

One after another, they rushed towards the place where the two of them were standing.

"There is chaos outside now. If this demon corpse can't be controlled in time, there may be another big battle."

Fu Ling has never participated in the battle between gods and demons, but he has read a few words in ancient books.

Demon energy is innate, born by absorbing people's evil thoughts.

All human beings have evil thoughts, and if these evil thoughts do not stop, the demons will not be extinguished.

The devilish energy breeds, grows gradually, and finally cultivates into a physical body, turning into an inhuman demon, wantonly killing innocent people.

Thousands of years ago, there was a battle between gods and demons, that is, in that battle, a powerful person sacrificed himself and sealed the demon under the valley of the deep abyss, guarding it day and night.

Since then, there has been peace in the cultivation world of the year before last.

But now, these demons have returned.

Li Chen waved his sleeves, and added two more seals on the cage.

"Observe first, see how these two people have changed, how long they can survive."

Fu Ling nodded: "We can go back to Xuantianzong to inquire about the current situation."

Li Chen: "Okay."

After the two confirmed the status of the two demon corpses, they left the dungeon.

Before coming out, Fu Ling himself added another seal at the entrance of the steps to ensure that these two things would not come out and endanger the lives of the disciples in the sect, so he followed Li Chen back to the main hall.

This time, he kept his identity firmly in mind, and was not interfering with the affairs of the church, and listened to Li Chen make all the arrangements.

After everything has been arranged properly, the two of them are ready to return to Xuantianzong again.

As the Nether Patriarch.

In Xuantian Sect, Bi Yuanqing could be said to be in a state of desperation at this time.

"Sovereign, all the demon corpses near Xuantianzong have been eliminated, and formations have been set up around the clan, but the situation in the nearby towns is not optimistic."

Xuantianzong has held countless meetings, large and small, these days.

Bi Yuanqing recalled the day when the accident happened, he had never taken it seriously, and didn't pay attention to these demon corpses.

But in just half a month, this demon corpse swept the entire cultivation world like a plague.

It was only then that he realized the seriousness of the problem, and quickly took measures to send people to exterminate the demon.

At the beginning, the disciples in the sect didn't know how to eliminate these demon corpses at all. The method was not used correctly, and even many disciples were damaged.

After many battles and encounters, they gradually mastered the characteristics of these demon corpses and the methods to eliminate them.

However, it was too late, these demon corpses had already occupied the large and small towns near Xuantianzong.

Bi Yuanqing rubbed his forehead: "Let the inner disciples send people out to destroy the demons. Remember not to act alone. Once a town is cleared, immediately set up an enchantment defense. Be sure not to let any demon corpses go, be careful of being infected."

"Yes."

The disciple who reported was about to leave when Bi Yuanqing stopped him.

"Is there any news about Patriarch Nether?"

"Back to the suzerain, the ancestor has not been back for almost five months."

Bi Yuanqing waved his hand with a livid face: "Go down."

After the little disciple left, he walked back and forth in the main hall for two steps, then turned around angrily, and slapped the lamps on both sides of the hall flying with his palm.

"This Nether, when you want him, you can't even see a shadow."

Bi Yuanqing has been angry with Patriarch Nether since Demon Lord Li Chen took action in Xuantianzong more than two months ago.

Li Chen injured all the people from the various sects in his Xuantianzong's territory, but the ancestor Youming, as the elder of Xuantianzong, didn't even show his face, which made Xuantianzong lose face .

Bi Yuanqing has heard others ridicule behind his back more than once, saying that his Xuantianzong's mountain protection formation is just a decoration, and people come and leave whenever they want, which is simply ridiculous.

Bi Yuanqing could only apologize.

Then, I couldn't help but get angry in my heart, that demon leader Li Chen is a master in the Mahayana period, how could your mountain protection formation be any better?

However, he didn't dare to say this clearly, he could only blame all the faults on Patriarch You Ming.

If it wasn't for his absence, why would Xuantianzong be like this?

Just when he was worried, suddenly a disciple ran in excitedly.

"I'm back, I'm back..."

Bi Yuanqing's fire hadn't gone away, and he said angrily: "Why are you back, you can't talk properly if you have something to say, what about my sect's etiquette?"

The disciple hurriedly stopped, then walked forward step by step, crossed his hands, bowed and bowed, and said in a calm manner: "Sovereign Master, Patriarch Youming has just returned, and he will already be at the top of Beihai Mountain."

Bi Yuanqing was overjoyed when he heard that, the Patriarch Youming had returned, so Xuantianzong could be saved.

He hurriedly walked outside, and said angrily as he walked: "Can't you hurry up with such a big news?"

Little disciple: ...

Patriarch You Ming was not at all low-key when he came back, he passed through the mountain guard formation with his black long sword, flew over Xuantian Sect, and headed for Beihai Mountain.

There is another disciple on the top of Beihai Mountain, and Fu Ling needs to take Peng Zheng down the mountain.

At this time, one more assistant is one more help.

However, as soon as the two of them landed on the mountain, Bi Yuanqing rushed over.

The voice came from the foot of the mountain.

"But Nether is back, and there is something I need to discuss with you."

Bi Yuanqing's words were quite respectful, and he put on a full posture.

No matter how angry he is, the most important thing right now is to deal with the demon corpse.

If there is any grievance, it will be too late to talk after the matter passes.

Fu Ling found a cassock worn by a monk from nowhere, and asked Li Chen to perform a face-changing operation on him, completely changing his appearance.

Otherwise, there is no way to explain how I got out of the hands of the devil.

The scene of Li Chen hugging him that day was seen by so many people.

The identity of Patriarch Nether is still useful and cannot be revealed.

Li Chen held him with one hand and put the other behind his back. He snorted coldly: "When I asked him to apologize before, he ran slower than anyone else, but when something happened, he ran faster."

Fu Ling: "Promising, the Xuantian Sect is not what it is now."

As he spoke, he twitched the hand held by Li Chen, but it didn't twitch.

Fu Ling looked at the place where the two held hands, and asked, "Are you sure you want to lead me to see that old man Bi Yuanqing?"

Li Chen frowned: "Can't you?"

The author has something to say: Thank you for your support, okay!

Fu Ling: I'm an eminent monk now, do you think it's okay?

。感谢在2020-09-2812:32:43~2020-09-2913:55:12期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: there is more than one rebuke;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!