The cultivators in the entire Demon Swinging Mountain Range had not yet reacted from Fang Cai's shock and ecstasy, and when they heard this, there was silence for a while, and then the cheers of ecstasy rose again.

The monks around him approached the Demon Swinging Peak, as if the closer they were, the clearer they could hear and comprehend.

Suddenly there was a flash of light and shadow in the sky above the Demon Palace, and an illusory figure a hundred feet high floated out, and after a while, it was already condensed, as if it had been magnified dozens of times by an aquatic figure, with fluttering clothes, a free and easy expression, and his eyes were as bright as stars, and he casually beckoned a snow-white cloud, and sat cross-legged in the clouds.

The breeze blew lightly, the clouds rolled up, and the snow-white clouds quickly transformed into a seven-rank lotus platform.

In front of the Demon Swinging Palace, there was also another aquatic figure, the same free and easy, smiling, sitting cross-legged on a futon, slowly talking about his perception and experience of cultivation.

Throughout the entire Swinging Demon Peak, there was an aquatic shadow in the eyes of all the monks, and the ears of all the monks sounded with a clear aquatic voice.

And those monks who were originally far away from the Swinging Demon Peak and wanted to approach the Swinging Demon Peak found that no matter which direction they were in, the aquatic voice was generally clear, and the aquatic faces above the clouds were generally solemn, and they immediately stopped, each looking for a flat place, sitting or standing, and quieted down.

Gradually, only the sound of water was left between the entire heaven and earth, whether it was the Terran monks, or the envoys of the demon race, and even Liu Donghai, Tianpeng, Situ and others began to listen with solemn expressions.

The sermon of an upper-level golden immortal, no matter what clan or what level of monk. It's all a great opportunity.

......

Three days and three nights later, the spiritual power of heaven and earth around the Demon Peak suddenly churned violently. Then, the abrupt sound of the aquatic sermon stopped.

Countless cultivators who were listening to it were first taken aback. Then they all came back to their senses from the realm of epiphany, but there were still a trace of confusion in the eyes of many monks.

Above the clouds, the figure of the hundred-zhang giant slowly stood up, bowed his hand, and said loudly: "Thank you all the Taoist friends for coming to celebrate the birthday of the poor Dao, this is the end of the lecture, the Taoist friends who are invited to watch the ceremony among our human race please stay, and other Taoist friends can go down the mountain, as for the Taoist friends who want to worship the Jade Void Palace." You can get to Futu Mountain in the next three months!"

When many monks heard this, they were very reluctant for a while, but the True Martial Patriarch was like a god in the eyes of everyone at this time, and naturally no one dared to disobey the decree he issued.

And more monks are secretly envious of the monks who were invited to watch the ceremony before the main hall, these Terran elites who have made great achievements in the battle between the human race and the Shura race have already been richly rewarded, and at this time, there are dragon scales to give, and they can also choose to exchange their military exploits for the opportunity to retreat in Futu Mountain, and the future is naturally bright.

In addition to envy, many monks also had a lot of imagination in their hearts. I try to remember whether there are people I know well among these "proud sons" and whether they can have a relationship with them.

There are also some monks who have secretly made up their minds that when other races and human races are entangled, they must rush to the front.

Those monks who intended to worship in the Jade Void Palace were on fire. The image of the True Martial Ancestor who slays the dragon with one blow and slays the demon with one blow has already been imprinted in their hearts today.

And as some monks respectfully saluted the hundred-zhang giant above the clouds, all the monks without exception bowed to the hundred-zhang giant, and then. They all left the Demon Swinging Peak.

Above the clouds, the figure of the hundred-zhang giant gradually blurred after everyone left. until it disappears.

Just over half an hour later, the lively Demon Peak. It was quiet again.

Once again, a forbidden light curtain covered the entire mountain.

On the top of the mountain, in front of the main hall, hundreds of human race monks and a group of Haotian Hall disciples who were invited to watch the ceremony all looked at Tietou, Xiaoqing, and Xuanyuan Jing.

As for Liu Donghai, Tianpeng, Situ Python and several other golden immortals and demon lords, under the leadership of Shui Sheng, they teleported to the Jade Void Palace of Futu Mountain with the help of a teleportation array in the side hall of the Demon Swinging Palace.

"Everyone, the ancestor has an order, these dragon scales will be distributed equally among everyone!"

Tietou pointed to the mountain of dragon scales in front of the main hall, his eyes slowly swept over the faces of the monks, but his face sank, and his words changed: "However, before that, there is one thing that must be dealt with first, those Daoists who have not made war achievements, but have stood here through some disgraceful means, please come out on your own!"

With his words, a cold breath rushed out of his body.

Some of the monks standing at the forefront couldn't help but shudder, and their hearts sank suddenly, even if these monks had no ghosts in their hearts, they knew that the iron head was not talking about themselves, and they were terrified under this powerful coercion.

However, the expressions on the faces of more than ten monks were a little flustered, and among them, naturally Zhuo Qinglin was also included.

As early as the moment he saw Helian Wushuang, Zhuo Qinglin had an inexplicable sense of foreboding in his heart, and later saw Helian Wushuang leave the top of the mountain with Xu Jie and Liu Qiaoer, so he breathed a sigh of relief, but he didn't expect that the bigger trouble was behind, looking at this situation, I am afraid that the situation is not good today, and his heart suddenly became a mess, and he couldn't help but turn his head to look at his grandfather Zhuo Zixuan beside him.

Zhuo Zixuan seemed to be calm, and his heart was also churning like angry waves.

Among the disciples of Haotian Hall who were originally standing on both sides of the main hall, there were also two people who looked flustered.

The atmosphere in front of the main hall instantly became tense, and there was a dead silence!

But no one dared to be the first to come out!

"This invitation to watch the ceremony was originally handled by the palace, and then the palace had other important matters, so it was handed over to Chen Daoyou to be fully responsible, but now the palace has found that some of them have no military merits, which also shows that some other Taoist friends who have really made military achievements have not appeared on today's viewing platform, do you think this is fair?"

Xuanyuan Jing's gaze slowly swept over the group of monks in front of him, his face sank like water, and his voice was also full of coldness.

Among the disciples of Haotian Palace, an old man in a white robe with a gray beard and a loyal face turned blue and red. After a moment's hesitation, he stepped forward. He bowed to Xuanyuan Jing and said in a trembling voice: "Fairy Xuanyuan is angry." It was Chen's dereliction of duty, Chen's carelessness, and he didn't check the attendees one by one accurately, and if something like this happened, he was willing to be punished!"

This old man surnamed Chen was also a middle-level Heavenly Immortal.

"The fairy is angry, Jiang was fascinated by a ghost for a while, and arranged for two fellow disciples to come to watch the ceremony without telling Brother Chen, and the three of us are willing to be punished!"

Another middle-aged man with fair skin sneered and saluted Xuanyuan Jing, and then glanced at the two male cultivators in the crowd.

The two male cultivators suddenly walked out of the crowd. Trembling, their faces are as white as paper, these two people are just in the realm of earth immortals, how can they not be frightened in the face of the fierce god and evil iron head?

Then, two more monks, one man and one woman, hesitated for a moment, and then stepped out of the crowd.

As for the other monks, there was no movement.

"Isn't that new?"

Xuanyuan asked coldly, his gaze slowly sweeping over everyone again.

But there was silence among the monks.

"Chen Daoyou. What do you say?"

Xuanyuan Jing's cold gaze turned to the old man surnamed Chen.

The old man surnamed Chen's face was uncertain for a while, and then his heart was horizontal, and he bowed to Xuanyuan Jing and said, "Chen is derelict in his duties. However, these fellow Daoists are also the elite of our human race, even if they did not set foot on the viewing platform. You can also hear the true martial ancestor preaching, there is no need for fairies to be so serious. In this way, Chen wanted to meet the True Martial Ancestor. What punishment is there, Chen will receive it!"

"It seems that you have something to rely on, but you can't hide it, not only the ancestor has ordered to severely punish those who take the lead in battle, but even the Lingyin Zen Master also means the same!"

Xuanyuan Jing glanced at the old man surnamed Chen, and continued: "This palace originally wanted to give you a chance to live, since you don't want it, then forget it, if your life is gone, I don't know if the benefits that others gave you are or not!"

Before he finished speaking, Tie Tou took a step forward, a fierce light flashed in his eyes, and his right hand was raised, and he punched the old man surnamed Chen's dantian between his abdomen.

"No ......"

When the old man surnamed Chen heard Xuanyuan Jing's words, his face had already changed greatly, and when he saw the movement of the iron head, his heart trembled suddenly, and he wanted to dodge, but he was already a step too late.

With a muffled sound of "bang", the figure soared into the sky, turned into a white light, and crashed into the forbidden light curtain thousands of feet away, was bounced back, and fell heavily on the square, bleeding from seven orifices, the bones of the whole body were broken, the body was soft into a puddle of mud, and even the Yuan Ying in the body was smashed by the iron head with a punch.

After the iron head punched out, he didn't even look at the old man surnamed Chen again, and as soon as the sleeves of his robe were raised, a ball of azure light flew out of his sleeves, turning into a long blue rope as thick as seven arms, and flew towards the crowd.

These long ropes seemed to have eyes, and they snaked and flew straight towards the seven monks in the crowd, including Zhuo Zixuan and Zhuo Qinglin's ancestors and grandchildren.

Zhuo Zixuan's complexion changed suddenly, his left hand was raised, and he slapped the rushing long rope with one palm, and his figure flickered, flying to the side, and shouted in his mouth: "Why do you have to do this hot hand, I don't want these rewards, I am willing to take out my life savings to accept punishment!"

The other six monks were all in the realm of earth immortals, and they did not have Zhuo Zixuan's magical powers, they were tied up by the long rope that flew in, and with a wave of the iron head arm, the six people suddenly flew out of the crowd, and fell heavily on the side of the corpse of the old man surnamed Chen, and crashed into a ball, the sound of bones shattering came one after another, and there was a penetrating chill along the long ropes of the cold flames, and they all turned into blue ice sculptures.

"Life savings, hehe, you better save it for the next life to spend!"

The figure of the iron head flickered, and he had reached Zhuo Zixuan from a distance of dozens of zhang, and his fists came out together, and he slammed into Zhuo Zixuan's head and the belly of the dantian......

"My human race is in crisis, and when you need to wait, you hide in the rear and spare your life, but at this time, you jump out and take the battle exploits of others, and it is not a pity to die, but for the sake of you and the other six people can confess in time, the death penalty is forgivable, but I want to punish you to do some other things that are beneficial to the human race, I don't know if you six are willing to be punished?"

Xuanyuan Jing's gaze swept over the faces of the five monks who had stood up in time and the disciples of the Hao Heavenly Hall surnamed Jiang one by one.

"Thank you for the immortal grace of the fairy, Jiang is willing to receive the punishment!"

The man surnamed Jiang did not hesitate for a moment, and hurriedly bowed to Xuanyuan Jing.

Seeing this, the other five people also agreed to accept punishment.

"Well, here is a map and some array materials, the map has been marked in detail, you and the other six people are responsible for building a city that can accommodate 100,000 monks in that wild realm, give you thirty years, thirty years later, the palace will see the existence of this city, if you do it, there is another reward, if you can't do it, then wait for the next punishment!"

Xuanyuan Jing said, took out a storage bracelet and threw it to the man surnamed Jiang, and said: "You don't have to go back to Haotian Palace, this palace will explain this matter to Master Lingyin!"

"Thank you, fairy!"

The man surnamed Jiang took the storage bracelet with a complicated expression.

Among the six people, only he and another monk are in the realm of beginner heavenly immortals, and the other four are all in the realm of earth immortals.

Looking at the backs of the six people and walking down the mountain, the group of cultivators in front of the Demon Swing Hall had different expressions......

Happy reading at the end of this chapter! (To be continued......)