"Li Keqing, if you don't leave yet..."

Lin Xuan lowered his voice, his body was tight, and he kept staring at Li Luoqiong.

Just now, Mo Shang left, the Lord shook his sleeves and left, but the Li Keqing who made him jealous always stood here, as if he didn't mean to leave.

This Li Keqing was afraid that he didn't know it. He just stood there, like a sword with a sharp handle, like a bitter wind that would blow their magic repairs.

It was like cutting meat with a blunt knife, which made them feel uncomfortable.

If he wants to, he can keep them all here today.

Lin Xuan knew that he had done a great mistake, and could only temporarily make up for it in other ways. For example, now, he is the only principal of the Xuanwu Sect, and he has no choice but to negotiate with Li Luoqiong, a righteous monk whose cultivation base is not at the same level as him.

He can't fall into the face of their magic!

As Lin Xuan's voice fell, every Demon Xiu's eyes were staring at Li Luoqiong, with more or less war intent in their eyes, as if they would rush up as long as Lin Xuan ordered them. Go ahead and hit the rocks with the pebbles.

Li Luoqiong's voice was like a cold spring, and he said, "I'm waiting for someone."

Even though he said this, his gaze swept towards the direction where Mo Shang and the others had left, and his eyes were clear.

"You... are very similar."

Li Luoqiong whispered in his heart like this, his words seemed to fall into a deep pool, without even a wave of waves.

His half of his body didn't reply to him for the time being, as if he had just spoken to remind him that he was not the one who would leave the secret realm from this place later.

who?

Lin Xuan showed his vigilance and didn't believe a word. The monks who came out of the Spirit Sea were scattered all over the place. How could it happen that the person Li Luoqiong was waiting for happened to appear in the place controlled by the Demon Cultivator of the Xuanwu Sect?

Obviously, Li Luoqiong is here to stay here.

Li Luoqiong looked at Lin Xuan indifferently, and after realizing the wariness he showed against himself, his expression was a little empty, as if he was looking at someone through him.

He sighed slightly, look, the magic repair in front of him can also be seen, right?

If you are not the master of Linghai and Demon Realm, how can you master the laws of Demon Realm teleportation?

But everyone knew that Mo Shang was the ruler of the Demon Realm, not Lu Zhiling.

Just when Lin Xuan couldn't help but want to make his move first, two figures from nothing appeared suddenly from the void.

As soon as the thin figure with torn clothes landed on the ground, a black-winged crow fell on his porcelain-white wrist like a swallow. A shadow hung over his side face, making Lin Xuan look down on his specific appearance for the time being.

The other person's cheeks are exposed on the bright face, with a high eyebrow and a straight nose. He should be more suitable for wearing warm-colored clothes. He wore a white coat with a delicate rapier.

Compared with the person who didn’t see his face clearly, the identity of this person is obvious, but he is not the elder son of Lingxianzong who is in the limelight, Zhu Sheng——

Lin Xuan twitched his lips and looked at Li Luoqiong in white clothes.

Damn, this person is really waiting for someone, he must want to take Zhu Sheng back to Zongli.

Lin Xuan blinked and turned to look at the person who couldn't see clearly beside Zhu Sheng. At a glance, he ran into the endless murderous intent surging in the black eyes of the young man with a pretty, rather harmless look.

Lu Ya, how could he mix with such a righteous cultivator?

As soon as he thought about it, he realized that Lu Ya wanted to kill him quickly, and he was shocked.

"Lin Xuan, you idiot." Lu Ya said with a stern look, "so many people have seen the joke about Jiuzhan magpie's nest!"

This black crow was a tool that Lu Ya left behind to collect information from Linghai. The first time he came out, the black crow briefly reported to him all the things that had happened in these days.

Upon hearing it, Lu Yafei was going to explode!

He was separated from the lord in the secret realm, and he didn’t know what the lord had gained... Lin Xuan was still making such a big trouble outside?

Misunderstood the Lord's enemy as the helper he sent, and tried his best to push him to the position of Xuanwu Sect's acting sovereign.

This is really a "good chess"!

Not only that, when Mo Shang revealed his identity, Lin Xuan didn't even react to what he should do—not standing there stupidly, expressing regret to the Lord.

The Lord didn't think of that level, didn't Lin Xuan also think of it? All around them are magic repairs, and they can spread this scandal all over the city with one mouth!

Lin Xuan: "Well, I..."

Before he could respond to Lu Ya's questioning, he saw several black ravens flying out of Lu Ya's cuffs with wings flapping, and flashing on top of every Mo Xiu stationed here in the bright and dark places with magic energy.

They stretched out their sharp crow's claws, and vigorously grabbed them down, as if they wanted to shatter the heads of all the demons present!

Lin Xuan's mouth became dry for a while, and his heart murmured.

He didn't even have time to stop Lu Ya's crazy act of killing everyone present. What did Lu Ya encounter in the secret realm, so his strength increased?

Lin Xuan didn't react, and so did Mo Xiu. They all fell down with no resistance, like a cut rice field.

Lin Xuan breathed a sigh of relief, the magic cultivators were still breathing, which showed that Lu Ya hadn't made such an absurd idea.

Lu Ya glanced over Mo Xiu, who had fainted, and just about to speak, a voice suddenly inserted in: "Lu Ya, are you finally figuring out that you want to go back with us?"

As soon as he turned his head, he saw his cheap brother Zhu Sheng looking at him in surprise.

Zhu Sheng murmured, and glanced at Lin Xuan with a trace of scorn: "Are you still the Son of Destiny... It's not good to stay with people with low intelligence for a long time, and you will become stupid!"

With a pun, he was not only talking about Lin Xuan, but also Lin Xuan's immediate superior and Lu Ya's lord.

Maybe it was the brother "Lian Xin", Lu Ya immediately stared red: "He is stupid by himself... he is not up for the spirit and must not slander the Lord."

"Furthermore," the crow-like silent and stubborn young man said, "I have never heard of the Son of Destiny. If you want to use this excuse to bring me back to the right way, you can only step on my body!"

Zhu Sheng was impatient: "But you really are the son of destiny! Old Sect Master..."

"He is not wrong, he is not the Son of Destiny."

Li Luoqiong interrupted Zhu Sheng's words, and lowered his eyes slightly, his eyelashes spreading softly like butterfly wings staying quietly.

Zhu Sheng: "?!"

Li Luoqiong said again: "Mo Shang is... Come back to the clan with me first." Or maybe, what about Lu Zhiling?

When Li Luoqiong came to this point, Zhu Sheng could not use this name to force Lu Ya to go back. Unwilling flashed in his eyes, he pursed his lips and said to Lu Ya: "As long as you come, there will be a place for you in the right way."

Lu Ya smiled sarcastically: "Come here to be tortured, searched for souls, and smashed, my brother? With your righteous incarnations of righteous monks, we demon should be eliminated soon, right? Are you serious? I thought that righteous way is a peach blossom source, and the people in it are all saints and gentlemen, right?"

He quickly regained his unwavering appearance: "Go away, the magic way is my home."

Zhu Sheng was swaying, he wanted to pull Lu Ya to tell him that he could keep him. In the end, he could only be silent.

As long as Righteous Dao and Demon Dao oppose one day, he will never be able to persuade Lu Ya to return. These two brothers will eventually become strangers...

After Zhu Sheng learned so many secrets, under the impact of Lu Ya's words, he actually gave birth to a rebellious idea compared with his previous education——

Is there anyone who can bring the two parties together, regardless of each other?

In this way... he and Lu Ya would not have the barrier that looked like the sky.

But who can do it?

Li Keqing? Zhu Sheng looked at Li Luoqiong. Son of Destiny... That Mo Shang? He looked at the horizon again.

But at least for now, he had to respond griefly: "Okay... let's go back to the clan first."

Zhu Shengyou did not give up and added a sentence to Lu Ya. In addition to shaking, there was a burning and swaying light in his eyes: "It will change, it will change."

Lu Ya snorted: "Perhaps."

The figures of Zhu Sheng and Li Luoqiong disappeared in front of the two demons. Lin Xuan patted Lu Ya on the shoulder, teasing: "When did you get on line with Xiaobawang Zhusheng? Is he still your brother?"

Lin Xuan called his unrepentance. The wrist he stretched out was suddenly strangled by Lu Ya, and he pulled hard with his backhand.

A Mo Xiu lying on the ground unconsciously started to move his fingers slightly, and the shock caused by Lu Ya's brutal hand just now was almost gone.

Seeing that these demons were about to wake up, Lu Ya solemnly swept his eyes to every inch of their area.

"Don't be out of shape, we must make sure that everyone shuts up about today's matter, and this matter cannot be passed on. The best way is to erase this small part of their memory."

"This is an opportunity for you to pass your merits, don't...think about shirking and slowing down."

Lin Xuan sighed for a long time: "Yes, it will be over."

Lu Ya stared at him faintly.

Bai Yue, the young current lord of Ling Xianzong, stared at Mo Shang faintly.

He exhaled and said, "You really left me with a big problem."

Even what the dead old sect master thought was nothing more than gradual progress, step by step, to dissolve the hatred between the demon way and the right way. This turned out Son of Destiny, but pushed this contradiction to the surface in one breath!

Who would have thought that Mo Shang was the son of destiny? Not the most likely candidate, Lu Ya?

A son of destiny in the world of cultivating immortals, who ran to his old adversary and became a master, only a title was enough to control the magic way...

This casual, imposing manner is even more like a demon than if he would help the evildoer!

While Bai Yue had a headache, he couldn't help but distrust and doubt Mo Shang. In this position, he needs to think more than ordinary people.

I can't see what he is thinking...

Bai Yue is looking at Mo Shang from all aspects. His appearance is handsome and he has considerable affinity. Coupled with his clear eyes and breath, he looks like a lightly dyed ink painting. He felt sick at first glance.

However, Bai Yue believed his instinct. He looked at Mo Shang's shallow smile, and noticed in his body a subtle and unpredictable feeling of danger like Lu Zhiling.

Can not control.

What surprised Bai Yue slightly was that Mo Shang should not have no sense of his own state, but more like...

He has no intention of showing off, no intention of concealing it, so he just wants to expose his own nature for others to watch.

How...confident. Isn't he afraid of the fear and fear of others? Even Bai Yue himself couldn't guarantee that he would show such an embarrassment.

"Can't wait," Mo Shang said with a smile, the curvature of the corners of his lips somehow resembling a spring sword, carrying Liu Qiao Chunhan, "So it just started."

What to start?

See it is.

The Xuanwu Sect blocked the news very well, and everyone who was stationed in Linghai on this day was silent about what happened.

Even if they opened their mouths loosely, they couldn't remember the shocking secret hidden in their hearts.

But Lu Ya never expected that Mo Shang would be brave? He simply wants to go straight to the sky!

He entered the Xuanwu Sect without any concealment, exposing the fact of his spiritual power.

A demon leader, Xuanwu Sect's acting sect master, who cultivates spiritual power, dignifiedly ran to Lingxianzong, the first major sect of the right way...

This shows what?

This is simply a huge thunder that hits the forehead, okay? !

As the first demon sect, Xuanwu Sect actually let in a mortal enemy, and let him sit in that high position! For a while, the whole Demon Dao was in an uproar.

This is really a big joke, a joke of the whole magic way!

Lu Ya's eyes were almost substantively murderous, and he secretly said: "Mo Shang, you must die!" He didn't see Lu Zhiling, who had been angered in recent days, pass by him silently, where the anger was, and the corners of his mouth were clearly smiling.

What Mo Shang provoked was the anger that was almost the entire Demon Dao.

Mo Shang's loyal supporter, when the Scarlet Blood Sect Mo Xiu heard the news, he rolled down from the high platform with a plop. He was so frightened that he was even more stupid than a dumb goose. He collapsed to the ground and kept muttering: "What the hell... how could it be?"

He has fantasized about such a beautiful tomorrow. Now tell him that his bet is a spy sent by the right way? ? !

An urgent message from the Scarlet Blood Sect Master arrived at Yu Shi's hand. As soon as it was connected, the Scarlet Blood Sect Master pulled his throat and asked loudly, "Yu Shi!"

Yu Shi weakly muttered: "What the hell... how could it be?"

"What are you doing? Mo Shang is a cultivator who has mixed in with the right way? Our Scarlet Blood Sect is about to become the second Demon Sect that is as embarrassed as the Xuanwu Sect!!"

The Red Blood Sect's Sect Master's voice is like a lion roar, that is, his eyes are empty at the moment when he can't wake up, and there is no love in time.

He continued to whisper leisurely: "What the hell... how can it be?"

"how could be……"

"Will it?"

"meeting?"

Yu Shi's voice seemed to have echoes of its own, echoing in the ears of the Scarlet Blood Sect Master, like a fully automatic phonograph.

Sect Master Scarlet Blood: "???" What are you doing!

There was also a demon cultivator who came back from Linghai, with a subtle expression leaning on the collapse, and he secretly uttered: "I didn't expect to owe a righteous monk his life..."

Their kind of magic cultivators have very complicated emotions towards Mo Shang, and there is no hatred that must cause him to die, but they will never do anything to Mo Shang?

This is impossible.

There is a hurdle that cannot be crossed between the right way and the magic way, unless someone slashes the barrier.

The reaction of the monk on the right path is more pure. There is a young kid sitting cross-legged and practicing, inadvertently glanced at the news, slapped his knees, and was almost knocked into the sea by the disordered spiritual energy: "Fucking, too bullish Right!"

There was a calm and steady elderly monk holding a cup of spiritual tea and sipping lightly, self-cultivation, and the result was a popping sound in the next second, and the sprayed tea splashed on the face of the old man who was drinking tea with him opposite him.

Old boy:"……"

Elderly monk: "...cough cough cough cough, the next generation is terrible, the next generation is terrible!"

Regardless of their previous impressions of Mo Shang, it did not prevent them from looking at the gods after learning that Mo Shang had played the whole magic way.

The mouth was so open that it was almost filled with an egg, and the pupils shrank as small as the tip of a needle.

This is not over.

Then another news was released, smashing the heads of Zhengmo Dao with his head and face.

The Linghai Secret Realm actually hides the old site of the Demon Realm, and Mo Shang passed the test and became the master of the damaged Demon Realm!

At the beginning, the young monks didn't understand what this meant, but they realized the importance of this secret realm. After all those who entered were teleported out of the Linghai, the monks successively discovered that the Linghai had undergone earth-shattering changes.

The spirit sea dries up, the sea is gone, and there is only an empty pit left in place. This pit is bottomless when you look at it, and after a while, you will have the illusion that your soul has been swallowed.

A monk boldly went in to explore. The moment he touched the edge of the pit, his body and his clothes instantly turned into ashes, and the soul lamp went out without struggling!

The well-informed monk slowly proposed that what exists under the pit is probably a restriction on one side, and a space restriction that cannot be resolved by one side.

There was news coming from the Linghai area one after another. The place was full of spiritual energy, but after this great change, the spiritual power was almost as thin as the air——

These numerous clues all point to what Mo Shang did. The Demon Realm he mastered must be extraordinary!

Those who entered the Linghai and came out smoothly also copied several paintings that had emerged at the moment when the Demon Realm recognized the main moment...

Under the vigorous exploration of many monks, the long dusty history has finally lifted the veil of mystery. The cultivating world and the devil world once slowly unfolded in front of the monks.

After witnessing the painted images of blood and fire intertwined, a few magic repairs covered the beating heart, and the blood surging in the veins also boiled...

Even the soul is throbbing.

Demon Realm, is the home of Demon Cultivation——

After recognizing this, the hatred of Mo Shang in the entire Demon Dao reached a peak.

He not only played with all the magic repairs, but also stole their homes! This is... a great shame!

But when the Mo Dao as a whole negotiated to retaliate against Mo Shang, another disaster came unexpectedly. When Quanxiu Immortal Realm didn't realize it, the resentful soul that had survived the risk already possessed a skin that was highly similar to humans, enough to be fake.

They didn't act rashly, but based on their own identity in a short time, they provoked large and small disturbances.

The turmoil looks small, but it stacks up with less, making people very busy.

The monks who were still indulging in peace did not realize that a sword had been quietly placed on their necks——