At this time, the Evil Heavenly Old Demon flew to an empty pillar next to the middle-aged Confucian and chatted with the Confucian without saying a word. And from time to time to say a word or two to the beautiful woman surnamed Nalin.

But when the woman had finished wiping the sword, she closed her eyes and recuperated herself without even lifting her eyelids. He looked like he didn't want to pay attention.

The Evil Heavenly Old Demon was snubbed like this, but he didn't get angry or show embarrassment, and he was still talking with a smile on his face, obviously the city was very deep.

Wu Yong's eyes slightly flickered into all this, and he became more and more jealous of the evil heaven and old demon.

This person is not only highly cultivated, but also looks far beyond ordinary people.

If it weren't for this, how could the old demon of Yanlong be planted in his hands back then, and he was killed by the way of transforming the ghosts and demons, and even the path of reincarnation was completely blocked.

Let Yanlong hate it and want to crush his bones and scatter ashes!

Wu Yong didn't speak, just sat there and gently closed his eyes, immersed his mind, and began to refine his qi and meditate.

In this hall, Wu Yong didn't have to worry about who would suddenly sneak attack.

Because he had already tried, except for some small spells such as levitation, if he used a certain amount of mana, his mana would immediately leak out, and he would not be able to cast it successfully.

Even the magic weapon in the body cannot be sacrificed here like a dead thing.

The prohibition here is really wonderful.

Subsequently, in the next five or six days, the number of monks in the hall increased, and gradually reached more than 100 people.

The top of the jade pillar was already full of monks.

Those immortal cultivators who were one step late had no choice but to find a random place on the ground in the hall and take a break for a while.

After a few more days, the number of immortal cultivators who came to this place gradually became scarcer, and no newcomers even came in this morning.

However, the Evil Heavenly Old Demon and the Confucian middle-aged monk had solemn expressions, and not only did they no longer talk, but they looked for the entrance from time to time, as if they were waiting for someone.

"Could it be that Blackbeard?" Wu Yong naturally noticed this situation, and was a little curious in his heart, so he also paid attention.

In the afternoon, at last there was the sound of footsteps at the entrance of the hall, and after a few flashes of blue light, two people walked in from outside, one after the other.

One is an old Taoist with crane hair and a ruddy face, and the other is a dark and thin middle-aged monk dressed as an old farmer with a bitter face.

As soon as they saw these two people, there was a commotion among the monks in the hall. Most of them looked at the two men in awe.

It seems that these two have a lot of reputation!

But the evil heavenly old demon and the middle-aged monk in Confucian costume looked at them with extremely unkind eyes.

Especially the evil heaven old demon, his expression suddenly became gloomy.

And the two newcomers also showed hostile gazes when they saw the Evil Heaven Old Demon and the others. The old man snorted and said directly:

"Evil Heavenly Old Demon, you came early enough, it seems that you people in the Demon Dao are bound to win this trip to the Evil Dragon Tomb. ”

"Tianjizi! It's not that this ancestor came early, but you hypocrites came too late. I thought the news that the two of you had a remnant picture in their hands was fake, but I didn't expect to find it in the end! The Evil Heavenly Old Demon said with a grim face.

"Evil Heaven, who are you going to cross? Why don't you even cross it with yourself!" Before the old man could open his mouth to fight back, a deep voice came from outside the hall.

When the evil heaven and the middle-aged monk in Confucian costume heard this voice, their faces changed suddenly. And the beautiful woman, who was originally silent, suddenly raised her head, stared at the entrance and said coldly.

"Xie Yuntian, you're here too!"

"Mrs. Lin is here, what's so strange about me here?" With this voice, the figure outside flickered, and a middle-aged monk with a purple robe and jade belt walked in.

This person has a square face and thick eyebrows, a mouth and two rows of white teeth shining, and casually glances at the beautiful woman, and then looks at the evil old demon, giving people a sense of momentum.

The evil old demon was looked at by the other party unceremoniously, but his face was gloomy and his lips were tightly closed, and he was silent.

This made Wu Yong take aback, and he couldn't help but look at this person carefully.

Since even the Evil Heaven, a god-transforming cultivator, was afraid of him, could it be that this person was an immortal king-level monk? Wu Yong guessed in surprise.

He could now see that these three people should be monks in the righteous path of the Immortal Sea in the east, and they happened to be the opposite of the people in the demon path such as the Evil Heaven Old Demon.

And the commotion of the other monks in the hall actually fell silent immediately when the middle-aged monk entered. I could only faintly hear someone say something like "Master of the Ten Thousand Swords Gate".

Wanjian Gate, Wu Yong has a little impression, it is a branch of the Illusory Sword Sect in the east of the Immortal Sea, and the ancestor is an immortal emperor powerhouse from the Illusory Sword Sect.

And that beautiful young woman probably also knew this Xie Yuntian.

"Xie Yuntian, the sword maid under Mrs. Ben's seat was injured by one of your disciples, right?" The beautiful woman surnamed Lin didn't seem to be afraid of this person, and asked unceremoniously.

"It's not about any injuries, it's just that my disciples see that your sword maid's cultivation is good, so they just learn a little bit or two. Could it be that Madame asked Master Wan for such a trivial matter?" Xie Yuntian narrowed his eyes and said with a faint expression.

"What a fight! My sword maid is only a cultivator in the early stage of Jindan, and your disciple is clearly a bully. Do you mean to bully my subordinates?" said the beautiful woman with a cold face.

"How dare I insult Madame's disciples? For the sake of Venerable Husband Shura, I just turned around and asked that disciple to plead guilty to Madame. The middle-aged monk frowned slightly, and said indifferently.

"What does my business have to do with Shura. If you are reluctant, I would like to use the 'Qingfeng Sword Technique' to learn from the Ten Thousand Sect Masters." When the beautiful woman heard this, she became even more angry.

"Talk to Madame? If Shura knew that I was bullying his wife, then he wouldn't immediately find me to fight hard. I don't want to provoke a big war between the good and the devil just yet. Xie Yuntian preached. It seems like a ridiculous thing.

When the beautiful woman heard this, her face flushed. In the end, after glaring at the other party, he still gave up.

However, the beautiful woman let go of the middle-aged monk, but the middle-aged monk didn't want to let go of the evil old demon.

But just when he sneered at the evil heavenly old demon, he just wanted to say something.

Suddenly, a rumbling sound came from outside the passage. Even the entire hall trembled slightly.

At this time, except for these primordial old monsters, all the monks looked outside in surprise.

The Evil Heavenly Old Demon and the middle-aged monk in Confucian costume glanced at each other, and there was a faint hint of joy on their faces. It's just that there seems to be a wry smile in the joy of the evil heavenly old demon.

And Xie Yuntian's eyes flashed with a cold light, a murderous aura like a knife, and it flashed in a flash.

The other middle-aged monks in the Transformation Stage also seemed to know who it was, but they showed a hint of worry.

With the sound of vibration, it became louder and louder, and I saw a tall and abnormal figure appear at the entrance of the hall.

A strange man with a thick beard and a yellow robe suddenly walked in. But every time he moved, the whole hall immediately shook, as if this person weighed more than 10,000 catties, which was really shocking.

Under the horrified gaze of everyone, this strange man looked at the people in the hall as if no one was around, and finally his gaze stopped on Xie Yuntian's body, and he laughed.

"I didn't expect that the Lord of the Xie Gate would come here. It seems that I really got it right this time. Hei has always wanted to compete with Lord Xiemen. But unfortunately I didn't have a chance, and this time I was able to get my wish. The strange man's gaze at the middle-aged monk was full of provocation. ：

"I have long admired Brother Hei's 'Zhentian Decision', which is known as the first magic skill in the defense of the East Immortal Sea, and I will inevitably ask for advice later. Xie Yuntian glanced at the strange man coldly, and replied without the slightest fear.

"Hehe! It's easy to say, it's easy to say! Xie Men Lord's 'Sword Luo True Technique' is also very admired for a long time. The strange man grinned, not hiding the eagerness in his eyes.

But it's a pity that this Xie Men Lord doesn't seem to think of anything now.

He whispered a few words to the middle-aged monk like Lao Dao and the farmer, and then the three of them flew to a certain jade pillar together.

Then the old Taoist and the monk on the jade pillar said a few words with a smile on their faces. The middle-aged monk in his infancy was immediately flattered and automatically gave up the pillar and found another place.

Seeing this, the strange man showed a sneer on his face, raised his head and looked nearby, and suddenly flew towards a jade pillar with a flickering figure.

And this pillar happened to be the one that Wu Yong was staying in.

When Wu Yong saw it, he couldn't help but change his face slightly.

"Get out, I want this place. As soon as the strange man's huge figure stood firm on the pillar, he immediately stared at Wu Yong with cold eyes, and said coldly.