In its palm, the sharp five fingers seemed to be holding a small bowl, and its nails were firmly embedded in the skull of the elder Lu Qing, and it was carried casually in its hand.

"Kuch! Kew!"

Lu Qing's face was covered in blood, his facial features were ferocious, and his eyes almost bulged out of their sockets.

He struggled desperately, trying to burst out the powerful aura from his body. However, under the shock of the evil spirit that was as turbulent as a river, he could only let his body sway like a piece of bacon, looking ridiculous.

.

Able to achieve such crushing suppression.

The realm of this powerful dragon demon is self-evident.

Think again of those three words just now.

Hall of Ten Thousand Demons...

A new piece of news emerged in everyone's mind, something that the Prince of Nanlong Palace had specially revealed about the palace master.

In that message, there was also a weird dragon demon, killing fiercely.

The monks of Wanxiang Pavilion gradually matched the appearance of the rumored East Hall Master with the appearance of the demon in front of them.

So...it's not a bluff by the Seven Sons of Nanhong at all.

Xihong really came in, a transcendent giant who dared to attack the Infinite Dao Emperor Sect!

It was me and others who guessed wrong!

But now, the stupid pigs like myself welcomed them into the sect without any defense.

"This...Master of the East Palace! I don't know where I, Wanxiang Pavilion, have offended you all. What is the purpose of your visit today?"

An elder took a few steps back tremblingly and asked tremblingly.

Pfft——

Infused with tyrannical demon power, Ke Shisan responded to them with practical actions.

In its palm, Elder Lu Qing's body exploded into pieces and turned into a bloody mist.

This move turned into two silent big words, resounding in everyone's minds.

Destroy the sect!

There are still such unreasonable and tyrannical forces in the world. They have no grievances and no grudges, and they will destroy people everywhere.

How could Hongze, who was under the protection of the immortal, dare to be so vicious?!

But it is precisely because of this that the monks of Wanxiang Pavilion completely rejected the idea that this demon palace was disguised as the Seventh Son of Nanhong. Those Nanhong barbarians would not dare to meet such a cruel demon no matter what, and they did not have the qualifications to order this person.

A dragon clan of noble blood.

"metropolitan!"

Lu Qing was killed without any resistance, which made these Wanxiang Pavilion monks truly understand the terrifying gap between the strength of the two sides, which could not be filled with any courage or means.

Therefore, their last move was to shout to the sky at the top of their lungs!

In other places, given the personality of the sect leader, he might ignore their life and death and choose to protect himself, but this is within a treasured land. Unless the opponent wants to fall from the Hedao realm, there is no way to retreat.

Moreover, being in a treasure land is also the state where the clan leader is at his strongest.

After all, the other party is the god of this place!

Ke Shisan's figure disappeared, and his sharp claws waved randomly, easily tearing apart a monk's body.

Under such a unilateral massacre without any resistance.

Everyone hurriedly used movement techniques and launched various Taoist soldiers in an attempt to escape from this place. However, the skills they relied on were no more fragile than tofu under the golden claws.

Qiang——

Just when the dragon claw tried to penetrate the body of a monk again, it was finally stopped by something.

It was a breath, only three feet long, like an invisible sword.

Just looking at the appearance, let alone compared to Brother Bai Yujing's Taoist soldiers, even the many Qi training methods are much more conspicuous than they look.

But just such an air sword, while saving the monk's life, also caused Ke Shisan to be injured for the first time.

There was a gap between its sharp claws, and if it hadn't been made of stone, its hands would have been filled with bright red blood by now.

A sigh came from the sky, showing a bit of calmness that looked down on the world.

"Master of the East Palace, why is this so important? There is something that we cannot sit down and discuss."

The moment these words were heard, almost all the monks in Wanxiang Pavilion seemed to have taken a reassurance and stopped running away panting.

"..."

Ke Shisan silently stared at the air sword in his palm.

After a moment, the corners of its mouth suddenly had an exaggerated arc. It was an extremely ferocious smile, revealing sharp and white dragon teeth.

There is a strong murderous intent in the smile, which is the fury of being embarrassed in front of the master!

Ke Shisan doesn't like being as noisy as Wu Jun.

So it suddenly clenched its palm, causing the air sword to shatter into pieces.

Before anyone could react, it waved its arms wildly, and a huge dragon claw that covered the sky and the sun appeared in the world, like five mountains side by side, ruthlessly tearing apart the world like ripping off clothes.

A sky screen!

"You are worthy of discussing this with the master of this palace. You just need to take responsibility and die."

Under the huge dragon claws, an old figure in a long gown fell out from behind the clouds in an awkward manner, no longer as calm and calm as when he spoke just now.

He pinched the magic formula continuously, and suddenly there were tens of millions more qi swords like the ones just now, all over the sky.

Click! Click! Click!

The air swords gathered into a river and flowed freely, then crashed into five mountain-like dragon claws.

One handle after another was shattered, leaving dense scratches on the dragon's claws.

This is a battle between two Hedao realms, which actually makes the entire Wanxiang Treasure Land tremble!

In the mundane world far away from the inner gate, the sky is falling and the earth is falling, and the sun and moon are afraid, as if the world is being destroyed!

"That palace master, please listen to me!"

The master of Wanxiang Pavilion was caught off guard. At this moment, he temporarily stopped the ferocious monster and finally spoke out again.

Without the cover of heaven and earth, he looked like an ordinary old man, with some indelible cunning and even a little bit of vulgarity in his eyebrows.

This time, he was not talking to Ke Shisan, but looking at the young man sitting on the stone steps in front of the hall from a distance. A well-behaved little girl appeared behind him at some point.

Compared to a dragon demon, it is obvious that a monk communicates better.

And based on the other party's calm demeanor, there is a high probability that he is the real person in charge of this operation of the Ten Thousand Demons Palace, and his status is probably higher than that of the East Palace Master.

"..."

Shen Yi looked up, but she didn't expect that she had her own business here.

In fact, he wanted to take this opportunity to observe the methods of Hedao Realm, so as to make plans for future arrangements.

At least for now, with Ke Shisan's strength, he is actually at a slight disadvantage, but I don't know exactly how much he lost to the old man.

"Listen to me, no matter how Wanxiang Pavilion has offended your palace, I am willing to apologize... Why bother to make both sides suffer? You know, we Hedao monks have the last resort, you alone Lord of the East Palace..."

As a giant in the Hedao Realm, the master of the Wanxiang Pavilion does not have the slightest demeanor of a strong man. It is probably because he picked up the treasure.

Hearing the word "both sides suffer", Ke Shisan's face once again filled with evil aura, and he suddenly smashed the long river of sword energy with a palm, pointing straight at the old man!

"you……"

The master of Wanxiang Pavilion stared at Shen Yi, but found that after listening to this young man, he casually looked away, as if he had no interest in what he proposed.

Knowing that there is no room for change in this matter.

The old man glanced at the menacing dragon claw with his peripheral vision, and a bit of ferocity suddenly appeared in his eyes: "I really think I am afraid of you! I can win a treasure land in Xihong with Bai Yujing's strength, who is not a villain? Already."

"Who is more ruthless? You are still a bit young!"

The next moment, his body quietly sat back into the world.

At the same time, the expressions of the monks who were watching suddenly changed. They instinctively wanted to escape, but they suddenly realized that there was nowhere for them to escape.

Then he fell to his knees on the ground, and the cry for mercy echoed around him: "Sect Master, have mercy on me!"

In an instant, their bodies actually began to vaporize, as if returning to their true nature, and they gathered towards the figures in the sky.

In the turbulence of the breath, an invisible sword that spanned the sky and the earth and was solidified quickly took shape. He casually used the sword blade to deflect the incoming dragon claws, and then the blade of the sword actually pointed at the figure on the stone steps.

Compared to severely damaging the golden dragon.

Master Wanxiang Pavilion knows very well that to capture the thief first, capture the king.

He cast his eyes indifferently, and then his pupils flickered a little.

I saw that the young man faced the Xuanqing Sword, which even he was extremely afraid of, and he just lightly fiddled with the gold bracelet on his wrist without any intention of evading.
To be continued...