When Dongfang Wusheng said this, everyone immediately became much quieter. Little Reich said, "Yi? They were all ready to go, why are they all mute now?"

Qing Lingzi also frowned and said seriously: "This is strange. Although Dongfang Wusheng is a bit pedantic, his ability is really not low. Even if he damages his skills in order to refine some magic weapon, he will not be so embarrassed to be chased..."

He stood up and shouted loudly: "Old man Dongfang, why did that Monshan Demon King pursue you? What kind of treasure did you refine? With your ability, can anyone in the world force you to this extent?"

When Dongfang Wusheng saw Qing Lingzi, his eyes immediately shone, he tidied up his clothes and said with a smile: "It turns out that it is you, the old madman. I knew that this conference would definitely see many old friends."

Qing Lingzi frowned and said, "I'm so entangled, why do you say these useless things? What's going on?"

At this time, the dark clouds in the sky were pressing lower and lower, and the roaring sound came again: "Old man Dongfang, can you come out in the end!"

Dongfang Wusheng looked at Qing Lingzi, his face was bitter, but he could not say anything. He glanced at Xianyin with his eyes. Xianyin frowned slightly, stood up, and shouted softly: "The bold demon man is actually in front of my Xianshan Gate! Wait for me to meet him!"

I saw a green willow branch taken out from Xianyin's sleeves, shaking it gently, and then a golden light turned into a thin and long soft sword.

She jumped out as soon as she saw a shadow in white clothes rising into the sky. The boys behind her also whistled, summoned a few cranes, and then jumped over and followed.

Yu Xuzi's eyes rolled and he laughed, "We are all here to attend the Ten Thousand Immortals Conference. Now there are evil demons who are coming to the door. Are you just sitting here watching Fairy Xianyin deal with it alone? You can sit still, but I can't."

He pressed the hilt of the sword with his golden palm and jumped up to follow him. Xiao Lei looked at Qing Lingzi, and Qing Lingzi whispered: "Okay, it's just for you to see it."

After saying that, they pulled Xiao Lei's sleeves and the two of them floated up.

Seeing that the people with the highest status present had all come forward, the others also responded with a loud bang, and the sword that was flying, and the wind that was driving the wind. For a moment, people and figures flew towards the dark clouds in the distant sky.

Dongfang Wusheng smiled bitterly, just sighing.

Xiao Lei and Qing Lingzi stood side by side at the clouds, and saw a huge dark cloud in the sky in the distance. The thick dark clouds seemed to be splashed in ink on the sky. The dark clouds rolled, but inside seemed to be filled with people and flags. I don’t know how many demon soldiers and generals there were like swords and swords.

He couldn't help but breathe: "So much?"

Qing Lingzi smiled and said, "The Ten Thousand Demon Kings of Mangshan are not empty talk. The little demon soldiers under him are more than tens of thousands. Since ancient times, Mangshan has been a place with the most yin energy. The Ten Thousand Demon Kings are almost in their own way. They don't interact with the practice sects in the Central Plains on weekdays, and I don't know why they suddenly jumped out to make things difficult for the old man in the East... Yi?"

He said halfway, suddenly stopped talking, stared at the demon cloud in front of him, with a look of surprise on his face.

Xianyin was already standing in front of the sword. Her white long clothes were fluttering, her beautiful hair like a cloud hanging on her waist, and her hair was flying all over her head. From her back, she was shaking like a fairy in the sky.

She saw a green breeze in her hand and shouted, "Mingshan Ten Thousand Demon Kings, my fairy mountain and your Mingshan have nothing to do with each other. What's the reason for being so hard today! Is there no one to bully me in the fairy mountain?"

Her voice was crisp and tender, but this small voice was spitting out of her mouth word by word, and it was clearly transmitted to the distance. Everyone around him heard it carefully. Even though the dark clouds were sandwiched in the sky, her voice was clearly clear and clear! With this level of cultivation alone, there might not be ten people present.

In the dark clouds opposite, two huge black flags suddenly shook out. The flag was pure black, about dozens of meters wide, with a blood-colored skull pattern embroidered on it, and then a figure flashed in the middle of the flag.

The figure was extremely magnificent and tall, with a tiger-backed bear waist as long as three or four meters tall. She was wearing a set of black armor, a tiger-head pattern on her chest, and an iron helmet with cow horns raised on both sides, and a pair of long arms with a huge three-pointed fork. She suddenly shouted: "I said who is it? It turns out that the head of Xianshan is here. I am looking for Old Man Dongfang. If you ask him to speak, I will pay for my things. I will naturally lift my legs and leave! Otherwise, for so many years, no one has ever asked for a bargain under my old demon in the mountains!"

He just shook the three pointed forks in his hand, and immediately a surging momentum emanated from around him. The dark clouds in the sky became even more powerful as galloping horses...

Xianyin's timid body was still in the face, and she pointed her sword at the sky and shouted: "Bold! You offended my mountain gate for no reason, and you said wildly that you would flatten my fairy mountain! Even though Mr. Dongfang had any holiday with you today, now he is a guest on my fairy mountain, and as the master, I should protect him!"

The King of Ten Thousand Demons laughed, his voice was like a bell, which made people's mind buzz: "Okay! Today I will take 30,000 little demons and see what ability you have to block me in Xianshan!"

At this moment, Yu Xuzi had already stood behind Xianyin and whispered: "Be careful, fairy, this old monster is a bit weird."

He pointed to the dark cloud-like demon soldiers and demon generals on the opposite side and said, "I'm afraid there are experts behind this old demon! Look at the demon soldiers under his command, they all stand according to the formation of the Nine Palaces and Eight Trigrams! How could the demon-cultivating people use this Xuanmen formation?"

Xianyin shook her head and said, "Thank you for your reminder, I can see it naturally. But now, it's impossible not to fight. Since we gathered again and were bullied to the door, what else can I say?"

Although she was a woman, she had a fierce and decisive expression on her face at this moment, and there was an inviolable look between her eyebrows. Yu Xuzi sighed and said, "Well, I'm here to visit you, and I haven't done much effort. Let me do this first round. If I can't do it, you are making plans."

He pressed the hilt of the sword and was about to go forward, but Xianyin suddenly shouted in a tender voice: "No need!"

She suddenly rushed out, as if she was stepping on the colorful rays of light and stood in front of the Ten Thousand Demon Kings not far away.

The Ten Thousand Demon King laughed wildly, and a thunderous voice sounded: "The head of Xianshan is so bold!"

He shouted loudly, as if a thunderbolt had been slammed in the air, and then the huge three-pointed fork ran to the fairy voice and thrust down.

Everyone in the Wanxian Association shouted: "Bold!" "Ignorance!"...

Although Xiao Lei also admired Xianyin's courage, he couldn't help but feel a little contempt for the people behind him.

Since it is a battle between the two sides, they naturally have to fight. Since they have come to the door, they don’t care whether you are bold or not, rude or polite? In the eyes of these people, Xianyin is a beauty and a fairy, but in the eyes of the old monster, she is just an alien creature.

As I was thinking about it, I heard a crisp sound of ding. The sound rang through the sky. A golden light burst out from the exchange of the two weapons. Xianyin's body flew up several meters, but the Ten Thousand Demon King staggered down a little.

Xianyin's face was as deep as water and said coldly: "King of Ten Thousand Demons, you dare to come to my fairy mountain to play wild with your skills? I think it is difficult for you to practice, so I will retreat quickly. I will just pretend that what happened today has not happened!"

The Ten Thousand Demon King laughed, stopped his body, and suddenly threw the three-pointed forks behind him into the flag door behind him, and took out a black bell from his arms.

The small bell was black and looked dark on the surface, not at all conspicuous. It was pinched in his huge palm, looking a bit funny. However, Xianyin took a look and immediately changed her face. She quickly retreated dozens of meters like a gust of wind, holding a sword in front of her chest, exclaiming: "What are you holding!"

The King of Ten Thousand Demons smiled and gently shook the bell twice...

A few short sounds of ding dong dong seemed to be not loud, but the sound seemed to cut through the air and sounded in everyone's ears. The sound seemed to have spiritual magic power and came into his ears. Everyone present at the Ten Thousand Immortals Conference was shaking their hearts, and they felt as if a big hand was stretched into their bodies from their ears, and they grabbed a hand on their souls with force...

"Dragon Bell! The Three Pure Ones are above, and the old demon is actually the Dragon Bell!!" Yu Xuzi suddenly exclaimed. As soon as he finished speaking, many people at the Ten Thousand Immortals Conference behind him exclaimed, making noisy sounds, and half of them showed more or less awe on their faces.

Qing Lingzi also looked dark: "How could this Zhentian Ling fall into the hands of this old demon?"

Xiao Lei blinked: "Dragon Bell? What is it? Why does it seem like everyone seems to die when they see this bell?"

Qing Lingzi said seriously: "If you talk about the magic weapons in the world's cultivation sects, each sect naturally has its own expertise. As long as you practice the Dharma, every practitioner can cultivate his own magic weapons after a certain amount of magic weapons. The holding of the Ten Thousand Immortals Conference is to give everyone a chance to appreciate the magic weapons of the world. Each session will select a thousand kinds of magic weapons, which is called the best! All the selected superb grades are the best at the time, with powerful power and the cultivators spent countless hard work."

"Is this Shiniangling also a masterpiece that has been tasted by the Ten Thousand Immortals Conference?"

Qing Lingzi looked strange, but shook his head. He was silent for a few seconds before speaking: "This Zhentian Ling suddenly appeared a thousand and seven hundred years ago. I don't know how it appeared or who refined it. However, it is powerful and has reached a point beyond the mortal world. Sometimes, some people even suspect that this is the real magic weapon of the gods and immortals that have fallen into the mortal world. As for the Ten Thousand Immortals Conference... This Zhentian Ling has never been tasted... But as far as I know, at least three magic weapons that have been recorded as the best grade by the Ten Thousand Immortals Conference were eventually destroyed under the Zhentian Ling!"

"So awesome?"

A sharp gaze flashed in Qing Lingzi's eyes and said in a deep voice: "You will know it if you see it."

The Ten Thousand Demon King had a bell in his hand and his momentum suddenly became stronger again. He shouted: "President of Xianshan, although your magic power is stronger than me, you should recognize this Zhentianling, right? If you hand over the old man from Dongfang, I will clap and leave now, otherwise...hehehe!!"

Xianyin bit her lip and suddenly said with great pride: "Was the head of Xianshan, how could anyone be threatened?"

She suddenly shouted lightly, and the thin sword in her hand turned into a rainbow and shot out. She saw that the thin flying sword was like a dragon, and the sound of breaking through the air was like a dragon roar. In the lightning and flint, a light and shadow had already shot in front of the Ten Thousand Demon King. The Ten Thousand Demon King shouted, and suddenly a mirror was drawn out from his hand and blocked it in front of him.

Bang!

Xianyin's flying sword slashed on the mirror and bounced away quickly, but the Ten Thousand Demon King laughed. Xianyin exclaimed: "Qiankun Mirror! Even the Qiankun Mirror is in your hands!"

Her face immediately pale as snow, her body trembled a few times, she took back the flying sword and rushed towards her side. Some of the old and experienced people at the Ten Thousand Immortals Conference, and her expression changed drastically when she heard the words "Qiankun Mirror", and they looked at each other a few times.

Qing Lingzi also gritted her teeth and said with a forced smile: "Qiankun Mirror, hehe, Qiankun Mirror, the sea absorbs all rivers, and transforms the universe into one mirror! Hehe, okay, I didn't expect that the three strongest magic weapons on the list today, two of which were seen by my old Taoist..."

At this moment, the Ten Thousand Demon King shouted, and his hand holding Zhentianling raised high, and suddenly shook it gently. His clumsy arm movements seemed to coincide with some melody. The Ten Thousand Demon King made a jingle sound in his hand. The initial sound was still soft. Then as his movements became faster and faster, the sound became rapid. In the air that could be seen with the naked eye, a wave of Boeing-like things rushing towards everyone with the Ten Thousand Demon King as the center.

The sound of the bell fell into his ears, and everyone's body shook hard, and his face looked like earth. The sound didn't sound loud, but it shocked the people, all three souls and six spirits seemed to be about to break out of their bodies. Those who had a little less cultivation immediately opened their mouths and spit out blood. Some people hurriedly meditated on the spot and silently recited the Heart Skill, and fought against the demon sound.

Yu Xuzi also had a pale face, and sweat beads flowing down his forehead. He suddenly shouted: "Everyone will come up with magic weapons together, and we must destroy his shaking bell!"
Chapter completed!