Begin immortality by slaying demons

It is indeed a form-transformation method taken from the cave.

It took Shen Yi nearly two hundred years to complete his cultivation.

Thinking about what the elixir prescription said, if you lived more than a hundred years and failed to successfully transform into a god, you would need the help of the elixir... Shen Yi felt a little sour for no reason.

But after all, it is just a piece of tattered paper. Some exaggeration is normal and should not be taken seriously.

It happened that the remnant soul of the Golden Eyed Lion King was also condensed out.

[Demon King (disabled): Golden Eyed Lion King]

Shen Yi waited for it to wake up.

Then, according to the other person's appearance, his figure gradually began to change.

Almost instantly, a majestic lion demon eight feet tall stood on the spot. The body transformed from the sky-swallowing demon baby even exuded demonic aura.

"Golden eyes."

Shen Yi used the magical power of the golden eagle, and used the golden thunder and white jade spiritual roots to mobilize his aura, covering his eyes with a layer of golden light.

Look to the side.

Golden light burst out from his eyes, shattering a piece of bluestone.

Putting aside the power, at least they look similar.

Finally, he looked at the Golden Eyed Lion King again and began to adjust the details on his body, striving to make every hair exactly the same.

Shen Yi closed her eyes.

Many frightening gaps slowly appeared on the body.

His expression also became exhausted.

A little less majestic than the Demon King, but a little more ferocious like a trapped beast still fighting.

"From now on, if you meet anyone who wants to talk to me, you should inform me first according to your usual habits."

After making all preparations, Shen Yi gave an order to it.

"yes!"

The Golden Eyed Lion King finally came to his senses and leaned over to salute.

Shen Yi took the golden beads and Yin Shen back into the Qi Sea, and then, accompanied by two demon souls, headed towards the Thousand Demon Cave openly and openly.

From now on, he is the emperor of Thousand Demons Cave.

…

Wutong Mountain, in front of the first wooden house.

Jiang Qiulan stood quietly at the door, next to a red jade-like snake egg.

She waited patiently.

Until twelve days and nights passed, her figure was still upright.

A few more figures gradually appeared in the sky, looking quietly below.

"Senior Brother Nie, don't you go and say a few words to the person you brought back?"

Tongxinchuan looked to the side with a half-smile.

Nie Jun, who was wearing a wide green robe, stepped on the Xuan Sword and said coldly: "I just want to know when this damn woman will let me out. I'm going to Bafang Restaurant for dinner."

Master Qingfeng was chewing the preserved fruit, and when Senior Brother Nie looked over, he put the preserved fruit into the storage bag with subtle movements.

He was also placed in solitary confinement.

With just these little snacks left, don’t even think about it.

"Virtue."

Nie Jun curled his lips disdainfully: "Go and get a meal for me."

Tang Yuan, who was suddenly called out, was stunned for a moment, then said with a grimace: "Senior Nie, I am also in solitary confinement."

He couldn't even understand that Master Xuanjian killed the Blood Demon Emperor, but Master Qingfeng didn't stop him. He deserved to be punished, but what did it have to do with him?

He is not even a disciple of Wutong Mountain.

"Go back and stay here."

A cold voice finally came from the wooden house.

The remaining people's expressions were sluggish and they dispersed one after another. Only Nie Jun was left staring at the wooden house coldly, with the mysterious sword at his feet eager to try.

The next moment, a beautiful figure pushed the door open and walked out.

He casually held out the token: "Master, Mr. Nie wants to rebel."

"Tsk, woman."

Nie Jun took a deep breath, then waved his sleeves angrily and turned around, heading towards a wooden house as well.

"What, the master is also a woman, are you not convinced?"

Master Lingxi slowly took the token back into his palm.

When he looked at the girl in front of him again, his expression suddenly became much colder.

She already knew what was going on in Thousand Monsters Cave.

"Since you are a great person and have a strong man to protect you, why are you coming to my place?"

Jiang Qiulan slowly raised his head, looked at the token in the senior's hand, and caught the moment when a spiritual light flickered on it.

She suddenly gave up the idea of ​​explaining.

I was originally waiting for an opportunity, but I didn't expect this opportunity to come so quickly.

In an instant.

A mysterious sword appeared in her palm and sank into the ground silently.

Jiang Qiulan knelt on one knee and handed over the token: "Junior Jiang Qiulan, come and return the technique."

"..."

Master Lingxi was stunned for a moment.

Then anger rose in his eyes: "You are so brave!"

She waved her hand suddenly, and powerful spiritual pressure poured out in front of her.

at the same time.

Nie Jun, who had just left, returned in the blink of an eye.

He didn't stop it.

He just stared at the mysterious sword on the ground with cold eyes.

Seeing the black-robed girl being swept away by the spiritual pressure, even her skin was shattered.

In the end, Master Qingfeng sighed, stretched out his hand and sent out a gentle breeze, wrapping it around Jiang Qiulan and falling down.

Unexpectedly, this woman had just stabilized her figure.

Unexpectedly, he still maintained his previous posture, but there was another volume of skills in his hand.

"It's really life-threatening."

Master Qingfeng scratched the back of his head hard. You must know that being able to communicate with the master is a unique honor for the senior sister.

Jiang Qiulan had committed a big taboo.

"Crutal, ambitious, what a..."

Master Lingxi took another step forward.

Her words stopped abruptly.

Just because there was a slightly tired voice coming from the token: "What's the way to return it?"

"Shenxiao True Thunder Sword Technique."

Jiang Qiulan tried hard to swallow the plasma to make her voice more stable.

She needs a chance to gain the qualification to talk to the ancestor of Wutong Mountain.

Shenxiao's True Thunder Sword Technique may be her only chance to arouse the other party's interest.

This was the opportunity given to her by Shen Yi.

"What reward do you want?" The voice came from the token again.

"Enter Wutong Mountain."

Jiang Qiulan's eyes stained red with blood stared closely at the token.

"Too ambitious." Token was silent for a while.

After receiving this criticism, Master Lingxi finally sneered.

The other disciples who came after hearing the news also frowned.

There is no one in the world who doesn't want to join Wutong Mountain, but can you restrain yourself a little and don't show it so obviously?

Jiang Qiulan didn't move at all, and stood up slowly: "It's not big enough."

She had promised Shen Yi before that she would never waste these things.

What I want to do now is to use these things to obtain the greatest benefits.

"Oh? Tell me." The token slowly rose into the air.

"Learn the magic of Wutong Mountain and make the most powerful sword in the world." Jiang Qiulan slowly stood up.

"It's broken. It's coming for you." Master Qingfeng looked at Senior Brother Nie.

Nie Jun did not speak, but looked at the token silently.

Sure enough, a faint laughter came from inside: "I also use a sword."

Everyone expected to see fear on the face of the black-robed girl.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Qiulan just stood quietly, his eyes still firm.

After a moment, even Master Lingxi's eyes narrowed slightly, wondering how arrogant he must be to have the idea of ​​trampling his master under his feet.

"The frog at the bottom of the well, stupid and noisy." The token shook slightly and returned to the palm of Master Lingxi.

Just when the senior sister looked at Jiang Qiulan again with a cold face.

The aura on the token flickered again: "Bring this crazy girl to see me. I'm very interested in what gave her the arrogant courage."

"..."

Hearing this, even Nie Jun's eyes twitched, let alone the others.

Jiang Qiulan finally lowered his eyes.

She is not crazy, she is just the most majestic mountain she has ever seen.

That is an existence that can make the group of people in front of you feel ashamed.

She is not arrogant either.

Only by crossing this group of people can we have a chance to get close to the mountain.

This is not an ambition at all, just the cruelest reality.