Great Demon King Airborne Rollover [Quick Transmigration]

The long and slow preaching sound of the immortals in the sky stopped, but the many monks below were still deeply immersed in it, unable to extricate themselves.

It wasn't until a hawk pierced the air that the monks came back to their senses, but their eyes were still in a trance, and their minds were wandering aftertaste.

After a pause for a while, the group of monks sitting in the wilderness finally came to their senses as several people took the lead, and thanked loudly.

"The seniors are benevolent and generous, and the juniors have been educated!"

"It's only half a day's effort, but it feels like decades of practice are hard to match."

"Sigh, the current cultivation world is really impetuous. There is nothing to do. There are too many people, and they have to fight for everything. They are all focused on pursuing cultivation, which deviates from the true meaning of seeking Tao. There is nothing you can do about it."

The crowd dispersed, and many people couldn't sit still. They packed their notes one by one, and couldn't wait to go back and organize them.

But at this moment, Qu Yang, who was about to turn around to leave, seemed to have remembered something, stopped and turned around: "Xue Lingyu."

"I remember you asked me to help find someone?"

This person must be Chu Xiao.

People heard the movement and slowed down again, or moved their buttocks back.Chu Xiao disappeared in the Taiwei Secret Realm for several days, and the soul lamp was still burning, but Sword Master Xuanyi and the acquainted Yuanyingqi Patriarch couldn't figure it out through divination.

They want to see if this mighty man who can communicate with the heavens and is about to ascend can deduce the location of the person, and where Chu Xiao has gone.

Qu Yang's figure descended to "Xue Lingyu", saw his avatar nodded anxiously, and responded quietly: "Of course I remember, and I will help you now. Your former junior brother was named Chu Xiao, right?"

Hearing that he agreed, Xuan Yi Jianzun, Lu Liuhan, Lin Shu and others looked at him neither far nor near.

"I have books that he played with before, and you can find other people by following the scent on them."

Under the eyes of everyone, "Xue Lingyu" flipped his palm, and the familiar cover of a book was exposed. He realized something, and quickly raised his hand to cover it.

A cultivator's five senses are excellent, everyone has already seen what it is, and there is a crack in their expression.

It was the "Tian Yan Jue" that Chu Xiao had snatched from Sansao's disciple that day and hadn't returned yet.

They watched Qu Yang take the book, but their faces were as usual, and they sighed in their hearts that the seniors who could ascend were not in the same state of mind, their minds were tolerant of everything, unlike theirs, they couldn't even accommodate such a little eunuch literature .

Every move makes people ashamed.

Qu Yang cast the formula, a little soft light accumulated on the "Tian Yan Jue", with a wave of his hand, the soft light flourished, spread out in mid-air, and merged into a picture.

The dungeon is gloomy and gloomy. From a small window, a blood moon can be seen in the sky. Due to the distance, it is very small. On the ground, Chu Xiao is bound by chains. His whole body is covered with scars from whipping, and the blood is stained red. tattered clothes.

In front of him, Di Ji sneered and held the whip for interrogation. When everyone looked up in surprise, she raised her hand and whipped the whip again.

"what!"

The screams in the picture are mixed with the exclamation of the scene.

"How did he go to the Demon Realm?"

"This is... the Empress of the Demon Race!"

"Did you see clearly? There is black energy around Chu Xiao, especially after being whipped. It is a demon!"

Lu Liuhan wept and sobbed, his heart ached so much that he couldn't control it, Xuan Yi Jianzun showed his unbearable face, Lin Shu and others were surprised and scared.

They looked at Qu Yang, only to see that the compassionate immortal really frowned, and after thinking for a moment, the shadows of his hands fluttered.

The dim light flickered, and a powerful aura swept across the plains, and everyone held their breath unconsciously.

When the immortal's movements stopped and the plains with a radius of three miles were covered by the formation, Qu Yang said in a deep voice with his hands behind his back: "Human life is at stake. This is a large teleportation formation, which can directly lead to the magic palace. Let's rush to rescue it. If you don't want to If you go there, just exit."

The low-level disciples withdrew, and most of the rest stayed behind.

It's not that they are idle, they also have some considerations, even if they can't learn one and a half moves, it's good to have knowledge, at least they know the direction of future practice.

A moment later, with a sound of "array opening", the brilliance flowed and disappeared, and the figures of thousands of monks disappeared at the same time.

The wilderness is breezy and smooth, and there is no one to stop.

Magic Dungeon.

Tired from dancing the whip, Di Ji leaned back on the chair to rest, and coldly ordered the jailer to do it for her.

"I don't believe that his mouth is so tight, keep beating!"

"If you're still dead after a quarter of an hour, you'll be sentenced to three punishments!"

Chu Xiao has changed from bearing the burden of humiliation to dying. He naturally called the system at this critical moment, but maybe he hadn't stepped half a foot into the gate of hell, and the system still didn't make a sound.

The time agreed to meet with senior brother has already passed, and Chen Tianyuan may have given up on him.

Cursing secretly, Chu Xiao secretly prayed in his heart, hoping that his master and the old man would come quickly to help him.

The pain from the beating fell on the body, the whip soaked in pepper water beat the body to pieces, and the spicy water penetrated into the wound everywhere, stimulating the numb nerves all over again.

While Chu Xiao was screaming in pain, he actually hoped that this pain could last a little longer, a little longer.

The whipping was already painful to such an extent that he really didn't have the courage to bear the three-pronged punishment that the jailer's expression turned pale upon hearing this.

The painful time was either short or long, and after a quarter of an hour of whipping, Chu Xiao's whole body seemed to be fished out of blood, lying on the ground, breathing in less and exhaling more.

His leg was pulled by someone, and he was dragged forward on the ground. The wound rubbed against the ground. Chu Xiao was so painful that he couldn't even pass out. He watched himself approaching rows of torture instruments of different styles.

I don't want to die, I haven't lived enough. In the last life, because the system was rich and powerful, it was smooth sailing. In this life, I should also be able to cultivate to the highest level and soar in the sun.

Master, Master, did you hear me?Come and save the apprentice!

"Hey, this first punishment..."

The jailer brought the torture equipment with an ugly smile, and opened the torture equipment while introducing it, making Chu Xiao even more desperate.

But at this time, maybe Master finally heard his heart, the huge dungeon wall shook violently, like an earthquake.

Di Ji fell off the chair, and the jailer fell to the ground.

As for Chu Xiao, he almost ran straight into the knife-shaped instrument of torture, and with his forehead pressed against the instrument of torture, tears welled up in his eyes.

The invulnerable wall of the dungeon was like paper, and was easily torn off, leaving only a layer of ground.

Before the guards had time to run up to Di Ji, as the wall was lifted, an overwhelming number of orthodox monks appeared in front of them.

The seven-color streamer was dazzling, and the monk with white hair and childlike face crept into the streamer, looking down lightly with a terrifying coercion.

The monk beside him was dressed in white, handsome and gentle, restrained like bamboo.

There are also Sword Master Xuan Yi, Lu Liuhan, Lin Shu, Xiao Li, Patriarch Xuan Qing... all are prominent figures in the cultivation world.

While Chu Xiao was pleasantly relieved, he also felt dejected that "there is nothing greater than death".

He was finally saved, but what about Master?Why didn't he come?Instead, it was the hidden sword cultivator who I had seen in the photo stone, but the jade plaque on the waist of this sword cultivator seemed familiar...

Chu Xiao's bloodshot eyes widened suddenly, and with all his strength, he curled his fingers and pointed at Qu Yang: "You...you are..."

Qu Yang smiled slightly, and sent a voice transmission to him: "Your apprentice is suffering, and this deity, riding on the colorful auspicious clouds, led thousands of righteous monks to come to rescue you."

"It's just a change of costume, why, don't you know Master?"

"puff!"

A mouthful of old blood flowed down, Chu Xiao stared like a dying person, gasping for breath.

Lu Liuhan felt distressed when he saw it, but was stopped by "Xue Lingyu": "The emperor is still there, it's dangerous."

She had no choice but to give up reluctantly, her eyes turned bloody when she looked at Di Ji, and her hatred was thick.

Ah Xiao was tortured to death, it was all done by this woman.

Di Ji stood up and felt the aura of dozens of Yuanying Patriarchs, especially the sword cultivator with the white hair and childlike face in the middle.

"I don't know why the senior came to destroy the dungeon of my magic palace wantonly?"

Qu Yang raised his hand, a suction burst out from his palm, Chu Xiao flew into the air uncontrollably, and was dragged by Lu Liuhan to feed the pill.

"This is a disciple of Jian Chaozong, the old man came here to beg him."

Talking about begging for it, but acting completely arbitrary.

After the person was gone, Di Ji secretly hated: "Senior, I know that at your level, you don't pay attention to evil spirits anymore, and you only ask for a word of kindness in your actions."

Qu Yang raised his eyebrows slightly, the imperial concubine could hold back her anger, and at this time she was also particular about her speech skills, first to exalt his status, and then to expose Chu Xiao's evil deeds was a matter of course.

Sure enough, she pointed at Chu Xiao, and said sharply: "But this righteous monk is not a gentleman. He has been a guest of my devil's palace for many days, and even stole the thousand-year-old Shen Xincao from the treasury! Senior, you have to avenge such a person! Justice, do you ask for unwarranted justice?"

Qu Yang's eyes fell on Chu Xiao, and when he met his eyes full of hatred and fear, he smiled softly: "This is a bit difficult."

"Sword Master Xuan Yi, you understand your apprentice best. Come and ask me clearly, don't make it difficult for the old man."

Qu Yang kicked the ball lightly, under the eyes of thousands of people, Sword Master Xuan Yi couldn't get off the stage.

This sword master insisted on saving his apprentice, but it was difficult for him because of his apprentice's misbehavior. How could such a good thing happen?

Xuan Yi Jianzun's face turned pale, his heart beat violently, he gritted his teeth and said, "It's the younger generation who has no way to teach, which made the senior laugh."

Qu Yang didn't answer the words, he pulled the corners of his mouth into a smirk, and really answered the sentence "I'm laughing".

Sword Master Xuan Yi forced himself to ask again: "Chu Xiao, did you really steal the thousand-year-old Shen Xincao from the Demon Palace?"

"Cough, I don't have any disciples." Chu Xiao coughed and responded weakly, and Lu Liuhan wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth with a handkerchief.

Qu Yang raised his eyelids and sneered, "It's a joke."

Sword Master Xuan Yi was completely ashamed, stood there stiffly, unable to get off the stage, and simply said cruelly: "You...you swore a life and death oath, and the judgment of heaven will be judged."

Chu Xiao coughed desperately, then spat out a mouthful of blood, rolled his eyes in due time, and passed out.

Everyone's eyes were subtle, and Qu Yang's smile was full of teasing, which made Sword Master Xuan Yi feel like he was being set on fire.

Patriarch Xuanqing sighed repeatedly next to him: "I knew that Chu Xiao was not a good person, let's see what he has done to you."

"If you ask me, the water is not easy to wade through, and he doesn't regard you as his master at all, so leave him alone!"

Sword Master Xuan Yi was hesitant, and the emperor below began to urge again: "Sword Master, did you ask for your greetings? Is your apprentice acquiescing to steal the thousand-year-old Shen Xincao from my Demon Palace?"

Lu Liuhan held Chu Xiao's pale face in his hands, tears streaming down his face, finally couldn't help it after hearing the words, and said bitterly: "He said there is no robbery, but there is no robbery! How could Ah Xiao do such a despicable thing?"

Immediately, "Xue Lingyu" also followed suit: "I also believe that Junior Brother Chu is by no means the one who would do such a thing, how about this, senior."

They exchanged glances with each other, and the old man with white hair and childlike face said slowly: "The old man's soul search technique will not cause damage to the soul, you can tell if it is true or not."

"Miss Lu, help him to come to me."