At the same time, all the torture he suffered for hundreds of thousands of years was reflected back on Shen Yi, the master of the palace.

His tall figure suddenly stooped.

A surge of exhaustion poured into his limbs, as if he couldn't even lift his fingertips.

Under the slightly swaying hair, the fair face is still young and handsome, but the eyes are full of the aura of twilight.

In an instant, the gate of Chimingxian City suddenly opened.

The rich purple energy rushed in like a long dragon, penetrated Shen Yi's body, and gathered between his limbs to form a set of close-fitting black light black armor, which fit closely with the joints and lifted up his fallen body again.

The golden light in the purple air swept away and turned into a jade crown with hair.

"Hoo..."

Shen Yi stood on the cloud with the golden ink knife and staggered to steady her body.

A little helplessness flashed across his clear eyes.

The demon's longevity is spent, and he has to suffer the consequences in the end.

When the light on the black armor faded away and the gate of the Scarlet Bright Immortal City was about to close, another figure that covered the sky and the sun flew out and landed on the throne of the North Hall.

[North Hall Master: Golden Turtle Wu Jun]

[Remaining demon lifespan: 820,000 years]

He also looks half-human and half-turtle, with deep eyebrows. He also overlooks the Hall of Ten Thousand Demons, and his aura is no weaker than that of Ke Shisan, the grandson of the dragon.

Shen Yi glanced at it silently.

Yes, you can eat your millions of years of life alive.

But...is this considered opening two cities in a row?

Shen Yi waved his hand casually, and the Mo Dao and Xuan Jia disintegrated into smoke and quickly poured back into the two fairy cities.

He had no intention of slashing the armor with his sword.

At the level of the Hongmeng Heavenly Soldiers, it would be difficult to test their upper limits without fighting to the death.

Thinking of this, Shen Yi closed his eyes and pulled out his soul from the Infinite Demon Emperor. In an instant, it turned into that scarlet appearance again.

When he opened his eyes again, he had returned to his body and was looking at the sky.

Fingertips lightly brushed between the eyebrows.

The gorgeous purple rainbow bridge quickly returned to the sea of ​​consciousness and transformed into the twelve-story Infinite Demon Palace again.

It was at this moment that Shen Yi finally realized the changes after ascending to heaven.

The aura throughout his body surged, and the scarlet demonic power soared into the sky uncontrollably, clearing the clouds and seeing the sun, melting away the shadow of the fairy city.

Even if the Dao soldiers are not counted, Bai Yujing itself is different from the Return to the Void Realm.

This is also the reason why Red-Eyed Xuanfeng has been deliberately suppressed in the twelfth level of Void Return after staying in Tianjian Sect for so many years. Only by reaching this level can he truly have the strength to stir up troubles.

This time, not only did he successfully ascend to Bai Yujing, open the two cities of Longhan and Chiming, but he also gained two powerful holding stones occupying the throne.

Only in this way did he feel slightly better after spending so much demon life.

After all, the bulk of the expenditure is still on the construction of the five sub-halls of the Ten Thousand Demons Palace. The three subsequent large cities cannot be opened for the time being, but they will have to be used sooner or later.

"..."

Shen Yi held her palm slightly, feeling this strange power.

He looked sideways into the distance.

This breakthrough took far longer than he expected, and it seemed that it was too late.

It's time to go back.

…

Nanhong Qizi is much more lively than usual.

Various magic weapons passed by from the sky, and there were many familiar faces with high reputations among them, which made the disciples of the Immortal Sect stop in curiosity.

In the water, on land, in caves or in mountains.

It is rare for any well-known force to receive an invitation from the largest human force in Nanhong.

The Seventh Son Conference can be said to be the most important event in the entire Nanhong.

Every time it is opened, it will almost determine the direction of the situation on this land and water for thousands of years.

Just because behind that invitation, there were six giants of the Hedao Realm who were all in the same spirit. When they joined forces, even Nanlong Palace had to retreat temporarily.

"Is there a seventh one now?"

A powerful monk from deep in the mountains asked curiously to the person next to him.

After a long period of time, most monks have acquiesced in the slightly strange fact that there are only six of the Seven Sons of Nanhong.

"It's not convenient to say."

The plump and plump fat man shook his head with a smile, his eyes showing some complexity.

He actually has some gossip.

However, it is difficult for monks like them to understand that such a precious Hedao treasure land would be left to a native of the treasure land because of the promise made back then.

Although I have also heard that the indigenous sect leader has some strength and talent.

But after all, I haven’t seen it with my own eyes.

And no matter what... they don't think anything is more important than having another giant in the Hedao realm, even if the young sect master's talent is unparalleled in ancient and modern times.

That is to say, the Seventh Son of Nanhong were wealthy and strong-backed, so they had the confidence to make such a sick decision in the eyes of others.

What does Hedaojing represent?

Having a further voice in Nanhong allows the disciples in the sect to obtain more cultivation resources, and even gain more initiative in negotiations with other Hong forces.

Are you giving up like this now just to make others think that the Seven Sons of Nanhong are affectionate and righteous?

I don’t know what those six seniors are thinking.

It's crazy.

Of course, thinking about it in his heart, the plump and plump fat man still smiled and stepped into the relief light curtain under the guidance of the disciples of the Immortal Sect.

Even if the Seven Sons of Nanhong don't mind being embarrassed, they still have to do their best to save face.

When you see that junior, you still respectfully call him sect master, and you will not lose a piece of flesh on your body.

Just when these monks had different thoughts.

The monks of Nanhong Seven Sons have no idea at all. The only thing they care about now is.

Where did that Sect Leader Shen go?!

Within the Nanyang Sect.

"I'm asking you something, tell me!"

The outer elder of the Alliance Sect slammed the table. Opposite the table, a group of people stood side by side.

The person being questioned was none other than Yan Wencheng of the Qingyue Sect.

This highly valued formation genius, who also had a background in the Yan family, curled his lips helplessly at this moment and cast his gaze to the side.

In front of these outer sect elders who have gone crazy.

It was really hard for him to explain that although he and Sect Leader Shen had just left the sect a few months ago, they were not really familiar with each other, and it was impossible to know where the other party was.

"Pay attention to your appearance. Don't tell me it's him. I don't know. There's nothing to be harsh about."

Liu Shiqian frowned and looked over. A rule-abiding person like him would rarely point fingers at people from the Allied Sect.

At this moment, it is obvious that there is some protective intention in it.

The outer elder took a deep breath and quickly stood up and saluted: "Junior understands."

Then he turned around as if he had a splitting headache: "Next one."

Yan Wencheng stepped back slowly, and then Liu Qianyun stepped forward with worry: "Back to the elder, the disciple doesn't know either."

In order to find Shen Yi, the elders of the outer sects of the seven sects summoned all the disciples who were related to Shen Yi.

There is really no solution.

The conference is about to be held to introduce the seventh sect leader to the many forces in Nanhong... Now that he is not here, who should they introduce?

This is probably the time when the Seven Sons of Nanhong monks most expect Shen Yi to appear.

Putting aside the matter of the Hedao Treasure Land, at least let the conference go smoothly.

"I refused to let go before, but now I give it to him, but he picks it up?!"

Among the sitting elders of the outer sect, someone suddenly cursed angrily.

However, the words have not yet fallen.
To be continued...