After wearing a book, I fell in love with an old man in the fairy world

Demons respect strength, and the level gap is very obvious. High-level monks have absolute control over low-level monks. Once they are completely loyal, people in the magic way will be like dead men.

It has been a long time since Feng Yan left the Demon Sect and disappeared. Now all the forces in the Demonic Dao have speculated and are ready to move. After all, there are still many people peeping at the position of the Lord who leads the Demonic Dao, including the inside of the Demon Sect.

Those people naturally didn't want Feng Yan to go back, but the remaining loyal ones frantically searched for the lord, hoping that the lord would return to the sect as soon as possible to preside over the overall situation.

Now that it's hard to find any traces, these demon cultivators blocking the way will definitely not give up.

In an instant, Yao Shisan, who was transformed into a dragon, entered into a fierce battle with several demon cultivators. During the period, reinforcements arrived from time to time to join in, obviously nearby companions summoned by the demon cultivators.

I don't care about bullying the few with the more, taking advantage of others' dangers, who cares about the process in the way of the devil, and the people of the Xianmen will not be so well-behaved and stupid at critical moments. Well, now we only need the result.

Although Yao Shisan's cultivation level is high and his dragon body is extremely strong, he can't hold back his serious injuries. Facing so many besieged demon cultivators in the Void Stage, he is already covered with scars in a short while, even one of his wings is injured. Extremely embarrassed.

But even so, Yao Shisan still gritted his teeth and continued, anyway, he was determined to be careful not to let go of others, he didn't want to lose the little bastard, and the face of His Royal Highness Yaozu couldn't be lost!

Such a battle situation made Lian Mourn anxious. Yao Shisan can't die, the mission will be interrupted if he dies, and these guys must live well for him one by one.

With his current military situation, he can't get in the slightest bit, so he can only ask the devil in his head for help. People are the devil's subordinates, and only the devil can command.

But seeing his love rival in trouble, Feng Motou is in a very happy mood now, it's the first time he's so satisfied with his subordinates, it's quite a kind of thing that has nothing to do with him, and he hangs himself up to watch the show.

It wasn't until a certain four-clawed golden dragon could no longer hold on that Feng Motou spoke in a cheerful voice,

[Give them the Master Token on Feng Yan, the one with the black mandala pattern, and tell them to settle down with the Demon Sect, and Feng Yan will go back when the time comes. 】

It was obviously a panacea answer, when Feng Yan could go back, it all depended on when they found the panacea.

This guy finally spoke, and Lian Mou is no longer in the mood to tangle with the devil. If he hadn't been in a hurry, Feng Motou would definitely have watched the rooster die here, and it just happened to be full of babies Golden dragon corpse.

The situation of the battle is imminent, hearing the words Lian Mourning hurriedly found out the token and threw it out,

"Stop! The token of the Demon Lord is here, please listen to my orders!"

The cultivation base is not enough, the momentum is coming together, I have never eaten pork but I have seen pigs running, how can I pretend to be the TV and movies I have seen before are all material.

The purpose of the demon cultivators who came to block the way was to get the news of the Lord from him, and all the words about this news were enough to attract their attention and attention.

Almost as soon as the words fell, several demon cultivators gave up their attack on Yao Shisan, and teleported over, staring at the token in Lian Moo's hand to confirm its authenticity.

Not even mourning, followed the guidance of the man in his mind, injected spiritual power and threw the token into the air.

In an instant, the black air of the token was exposed, and a powerful deterrent burst out.

Seeing this situation, several demon cultivators were overjoyed and exclaimed in a gaffe, "It really is the token of the Lord!"

Tokens, which represent identity, are extremely important in both the mortal world and the cultivation world. They are a symbol of power and status, and sometimes they are like military talismans to dispatch forces.

Ordinary Realm may have the opportunity to imitate, but Cultivator Realm, no one can copy it. You can tell whether it is true or not by the owner's aura in the token. Such an important token cannot be used without the owner's permission.

Lian Mourn's ability to get the token and manipulate it means that the owner of the token has absolute trust in him.

But in front of him was only a small foundation-building monk, how could the Lord give such an important token to him?

When he came back to his senses, several demon cultivators stared at Lian Mourning and looked at each other in blank dismay.

Yao Shisan took a breath and saw the token in mid-air, and his face sank a little bit.

At first, I guessed with a little luck that the little bastard might be someone who offended the Feng Yan Demon Sect, but now it is obvious that the relationship is not simple. So I gave the whole magic power to the other party, okay?

If there is no special relationship, who would, and who would dare to do this?

"May I ask what is the relationship between you and my Zongzun Lord? Why is my Zong token in the hands of you?"

Several demon cultivators also had some guesses in their minds, but they really couldn't believe their guesses were true.

How could their lord get involved with such a little monk, and even handed over the token of ordering the Demon Sect to the other party, even if the person in front of him could be called a disaster, but the scope of this disaster is absolutely impossible to include their lord, really It's incredible.

Even Mourning didn't intend to confirm the conjectures of these people's Moxiu, and he just wanted to settle the matter quickly and leave.

However, Feng Motou in his head had a convulsion again today, [Take out the phoenix bracelet from the Taoist couple bracelets lent to Gong Changjun last time and show them. 】

...why take the phoenix bracelet instead of the dragon bracelet?Ah bah, no, it should be why you took this thing out?

Lian Mourn looked confused, feeling that something was wrong.

Feng Motou's voice was still calm, 【You are just a little cultivator in the foundation building stage, if you have no special relationship with Feng Yan, do you think they will believe that Feng Yan gave you the token on his own initiative? 】

In other words, if you don't take the initiative to give, then you kill and get more.

Although it is impossible for a monk in the foundation building stage to kill the power of the fusion stage, a few demon cultivators are definitely more willing than believing that their cold suzerain will give the entire power of the magic way to a little monk with no face for Bo Lanyan. Believe in the former!

Lian Mou was silent, and his heart twitched wildly... Devil, are you honest, are you really sure it wasn't selfish intentions?

【Anyway, this deity has reached the point. If you want to see Yao Shisan die here today, this deity will be very happy. 】

The devil's voice was indifferent, and he didn't show the slightest embarrassment in blatantly pretending to be self-serving.

The excellent quality of cheekiness seems to be suitable for every man who is on the road to chasing his wife.

Lian mourned his lips, looked at a certain His Royal Highness who was beaten and bruised in front of him, and looked at a group of demon cultivators who were staring at him. In the end, he had no choice but to accept his fate and took out the bracelet from the storage bag.

Feeling helpless and expressionless, "What do you think is the relationship between me and your suzerain?"

As soon as the bracelet came out, Feng Yun's brain made up for it.

A group of demon cultivators staring at each other instantly widened their eyes, unbelievable.

Yao Shisan dug his fingers into the soil, gritted his teeth, his face was livid.

He recognized the dragon and phoenix Taoist couple bracelet, the most precious treasure handed down from generation to generation by the Demon Sect, something that only the Suzerain of the Demon Sect and his Taoist companions can wear, the legendary token of love!

Lian Mourn doesn't know the specific story of the bracelet in his hand, but he can probably guess a little bit, especially now that several demon cultivators and a certain His Royal Highness with a livid face don't express their meaning too clearly, okay?

Presumably, after today is over, he will become famous in the magic way, and become that man who is 'although he is not in the Jianghu, but there is a legend about him in the Jianghu'.

If he still doesn't know what the devil is thinking in his head, he has lived through the last ten years in vain. He has no doubt that his previous efforts to persuade him to refuse were in vain. The devil is still staring at him, and even worsened.

Is this because his scourge ability of Lian Miao is too strong, or is the original owner's scourge face too powerful?

Lian Mourn didn't want to be entangled anymore, after all, he had already embarked on the sad 5.p cremation Shura field, and he had to finish this road even if he was kneeling.

Well, you have also learned to be a demon boss. If you are not benevolent, the young master will be unrighteous, hmph!

With a wooden face, Lian Moo said coldly,

"Take the token back and take charge of the overall situation. I don't know where the bastard died. Don't bother me anymore. If you find him, just tell him by the way that I have a new love. Who does he love, boring old man Who cares! According to my original words, do you hear clearly?!"

The resounding, clanging and forceful voice, which lacked any spiritual power at all, stunned a group of old monsters in the Void Refinement Stage.

No, no, no, no boring old men, do you mean that they respect the master, the master, the master, the master, the master, the master, the master, the master, the master, the master, the master, the master, the master, the master, the master, the master, the master, the master, the master, the master, the master, the master, the master, the master, the master, the master, the master, the master, the master.Does this mean that their lord was dumped by someone?

【Aren't you afraid of being beaten to death by them? ], gritted his teeth.

【how come?Senior, don't you think my behavior can better show how deep my relationship with Yan is?Being favored and arrogant can show how much Yan loves me, and can calm these people down. Don't you think they are all stupid? 】

【You are really smart……】

Teeth grind.

Lian Mourning decided to ignore it.

Then he walked up to the blood-covered demon man with an expectant smile on his face, helped him up, and continued to pretend with a blank expression.

"Do you have anything else to do? If you have nothing to do, don't get in my way. This is my new man. If you see clearly, he respects the coach better than you. It will save time for Feng Yan to ask you if you don't know how to explain."

"..."

A few roadblockers look at me and I look at you, a little at a loss.

The demon cultivator who acted as a shield was exuberantly praised, he endured the pain all over his body and raised his chest, proudly,

"What do you look at? This hall is the thirteenth prince of the monster clan. Go back and tell that guy Feng Yan that the beauty he doesn't care about is very rare in this hall. When the hall holds the Daoist couple ceremony, let him come to watch the ceremony."

The extremely flamboyant and provocative tone seemed to be unaware that what he said was that the Yaozu turned against the entire Demonic Dao.

When the words fell, Lian Mou gasped in his heart, saying such things at this time, this guy is not a fool!

In the sea of ​​consciousness, the devil's murderous aura rolled over.

The faces of the demon cultivators in front of them also became extremely unfriendly, but finally their eyes fell on Lian Mourning and the token in mid-air, and they put away their weapons coldly.

"Since that's the case, please Your Highness welcome my Zongzun Lord to come in person someday, let's go."

After talking a few words, the demon cultivator summoned the token and left, as if he responded to the provocation of the two demons.

"Can!"

Yao Shisan Xiemei showed no trace of fear on her face, she lifted her chin slightly, her voice was thick and strong, and her eyes were determined with determination.

That expression seemed to be an enemy of the world for the people around him.

But Lian Mou lowered his head and pursed his lips, touching the original owner's chest, which had no mood swings at all, not feeling happy at all.

——Because this means that Yao Shisan hasn't touched the truth at all.