Do nothing and be a big boss

Volcanic furnace.

The Shujiang River floated above the crater, and the fiery red magma surged under its feet, emitting thick gray smoke continuously.

It's almost time.

The magma suddenly surged violently, and in an instant, a sword rushed out of the furnace and shot towards the sky.A large part of the sky, including the top of the furnace and its surroundings, was covered by volcanic ash, which was dark and colorless. The Hibiscus sword pierced through the gray sky, emitting a dazzling brilliance, dispelling all the haze between heaven and earth in an instant.

The corner of Shu Jiangliu's mouth hooked slightly.

The Furong sword fell slowly, turning into a human appearance, with a jade-like face, and an expression as frozen as thousands of miles away.

"Haha..." Shu Jiangliu let out a long laugh, and grabbed Master Fu Rong, who turned into a sword again in an instant.

He held the hilt of the sword, stroked the blade, and said with satisfaction: "The most perfect sword, I have finally finished it, fight with me, kill for me, Hibiscus sword, this is your destiny."

Biyun Pavilion.

This place has been restored like a fairy palace again, and the dark master is in the tall four-cornered pavilion, looking at the entire blue city.The sky was gloomy, there was no wind, and there was a heavy breath of wind and rain in the frozen air.

These days, a large number of cultivators joined Bicheng.At the beginning, Binglun called for the gathering of strength, but the effect was not ideal. Up to now, many cultivators come here every day.Because the prestige of the ice wheel is getting higher and higher, because the more people there are, the stronger the appeal, and because many evil forces have been destroyed during this period, the efficiency is much higher than the previous city lord.

tomorrow.

Tomorrow is the time to attack the dangerous building again.

The cultivators outside the Biyun Pavilion are for justice, and the inside of the Biyun Pavilion do not care about the so-called righteousness and evil. Although it is said that his master's great achievements are not comparable to anyone in terms of combating evil ways, but these achievements are not half as good as punishing evil and promoting good relationship.

Sensing the approach of the master, the dark master withdrew Fei Yuan's thoughts and poured tea for Shu Jiangliu.

Shu Jiangliu put the Furong sword on the table, and called Lu Qian to listen to the latter's report on the status of Bicheng's combat power.The Dark Master silently stood aside, staring at the sword on the table.

Cultivators can keep the spirit weapon in their bodies, and carry it with them without taking it away. Unless there are special restrictions, there is only one reason, which is to show off.

envious.

People with insufficient aptitude, no matter how much they pay, cannot compare to those with outstanding aptitude.Tang Dian used to be like this, occupying all the attention of the master, and Furong Sword is like this now.

Is he so unworthy of his master's gaze?

Lu Qian stepped back, Shu Jiangliu picked up the Hibiscus sword and played with it in his hand.

I can't put it down.The dark master thought to himself.

There was a slight smile on Shu Jiangliu's face, his eyes were only on the sword in his hand, and he said to himself: "For more than 500 years, Master Furong has governed Bicheng with benevolence, righteousness and friendship. It is too stupid to want the world to live in such peace for a long time. Thoughts, but he has fattened up countless cultivators for me, and these are good combat powers."

The dark master said: "This world does not support idlers."

"Idlers only know how to work hard and waste the spiritual energy of the world." Shu Jiangliu said: "Only fierce emotions and cruel wars can bring about development...bringing me unparalleled resources."

In the eyes of Shu Jiangliu, the peaceful and prosperous age is no different from a pool of stagnant water.

He likes this world, this world of cultivating immortals, this world, they are like his back garden, he manipulates them, and then harvests abundant fruits.

the next day.

Thousands of cultivators in Bicheng drove the magic weapon and set off to the dangerous building in a mighty way.

In terms of dangerous buildings, Moxiu is looking forward to it.

Tsing Yi Zun and Xiang Gu Empress stood solemnly in front of the ladder, watching the black spot in the direction of Tianyuan Mountain in the sky gradually expand.Tsing Yi Zun asked seriously: "The leaders are Bing Lun and Madam Mozun, can we take action against Madam Mozun?"

"I don't know, the demon king didn't specify anything." Xianggu Niangniang murmured, "It stands to reason that it's not allowed."

The fact that the boss's wife is sacred and inviolable should not be disrespectful. Logically speaking, there is no need for special explanation at all.

Tsing Yi Zun sighed: "Then I will only be beaten."

He paused, then changed his words: "No, it was murder."

Even if he can make a move, he can't beat Mrs. Mozun, let alone if he can't make a move, just struggle a little, and then lie down and die.

Empress Xiang Gu cheered up: "Trust the Demon Lord, the Demon Lord will definitely be able to come back at the last moment."

"Now is the last moment." Tsing Yi Zun said: "If Master Fu Rong targets you or me as soon as he comes up, how many rendezvous can you fight with him? I should be half dead in the first round, and guaranteed to ascend to heaven in the second round."

Xianggu Niangniang said sadly: "The battle is approaching, can you talk about something inspiring? Depressed."

Tsing Yi Zun: "The Demon Zun is back."

Empress Xianggu reprimanded: "I didn't tell you to lie... Demon Lord!!!"

In the sky above the isolated peak, red clouds surged wildly and gathered towards the center.

It is Demon Lord's Myriad Evil Punishment Formation.

For a moment, all the magicians in the dangerous building cheered loudly, their spirits lifted, and they were full of confidence in fighting against the intruder.

The Demon Lord is back, and he's still afraid of shit, so just do it!

At the same time, the orthodox cultivators rushed to the dangerous building, and they all landed and released magic weapons.

The battle song was played.

Empress Xianggu and Tsing Yi Zun turned around, and bowed to the Demon Zun who came to Wuyou Palace with the red cloud in his arms.

"Welcome to the return of the Demon Lord!"

"Go to fight." Master Tang stared at Master Fu Rong in the sky, and said slowly: "Here, leave it to me."

……

The righteous way and the evil way are in a great battle. The Heavenly Palace was supposed to join the battle, but it was delayed because of an accident.

A total of eight true disciples under the command of the three masters, plus one Qi Qing who does not belong to the Heavenly Palace, are rushing to Xiaohe Town at high speed.

Feng Zhiwen was excited and worried, and kept asking Qi Qing on the road: "It's really a plum? Are you sure?"

Qi Qing kept reassuring: "I'm sure, it's Miss Fumei, and it's my fault that Miss Fumei suffered."

"It's fine if it's her, I'll make Fumei suffer the price sooner or later!" Feng Zhiwen couldn't help tears welling up in his eyes, "In the vast sea of ​​people, I thought I would never find her again, that's great From now on, I won't let Fumei leave me for half a step!"

A true disciple next to him said: "The palace lord summoned us to rush over immediately. I always have a bad feeling. Feng Zhiwen, please don't be too optimistic."

Another true disciple said: "That's right, Wu Mingzun led my master and several other uncles out of the palace the day before yesterday. It is said that they want to cast down demons. Today, the palace master is so urgent, I always feel uneasy."

Feng Zhiwen and Qi Qing looked at each other, both of them were very worried.

"It's the Palace Master!"

Hearing the shouts, everyone saw a clearing in the middle of the woods in front of them. The clearing was full of fallen trees, messy and messy. The three monks who had surrendered the demons from the Palace the day before yesterday and other high-ranking cultivators of the Heavenly Palace fell everywhere, life and death uncertain.

Feng Zhiwen exclaimed: "Floating plum!"

The center of the mess is the floating plum.

In front of Fumei, Qi Longjun pressed his hand on the latter's forehead.The true disciples fell to the ground and shouted one after another.

"Palace Master, what's going on here?"

"Fumei! Palace Master, what happened to Fumei?"

"Master—ah, Master is not dead, but was seriously injured!"

Qi Longjun stopped, and quickly pasted a magic talisman on Fumei's heart.Fumei had a sad face, with tears on her face, her eyes were sad and lifeless, and she didn't respond to everything around her.

"She has been strongly stimulated, and she is almost demonized again." Qi Longjun frowned and said: "You guys, take Wuqing Zun, Wuxing Zun and this girl back, Feng Zhiwen, Qi Qing, come with me."

Feng Zhiwen is worried about Fumei, but with the help of the palace lord, Fumei will be fine.He suppressed the sadness in his heart, stood side by side with Qi Qing, and followed Qi Longjun out of the woods.

Qi Qing couldn't help asking: "Senior Qi Longjun, may I ask what happened there just now?"

Qi Longjun: "I don't know, I have to ask him."

The three of them passed through Xiaohe Town and came to the end of the town.A small two-story house stands alone on the bank of the river.

The three came to the door.

"You are here." Li Mingchen's voice came from inside the room, "Please come in."