On the wasteland, the demon body and Yang Jie walked slowly, as if they were stepping on the autumn to relax, and there were no waves on the surface!

But the demon body on the side, every step of the demonic qi is rich, and the demonic qi is so thick that it can hardly be dissolved, the demon yuan is surging, and the demonic nature is like a monstrous flood, surging!

Three days ago, the demon body heard that someone was discussing the marriage between the descendant of the missionary sect and Long Qingyao on August 15, and in a fit of anger, the demonic nature increased greatly, and after killing those people, he rushed all the way in the direction of the missionary sect, non-stop!

The demonic qi between heaven and earth is turbulent, and the demon yuan in the demon body is soaring wildly, and the cultivation is a thousand miles with the skyrocketing of the demon yuan, and the cultivation of the foundation is almost impossible to suppress.

Suddenly, the demon body stopped and said coldly, "Senior sister, please go back!"

"This way, the road ahead is slim, life and death are unknown, senior sister has accompanied me through this road, I don't believe that I am even bothering senior sister!"

As the demon body said, the road ahead is bleak, life and death are unknown, he went to the missionary sect in the sky to save people, it is no different from an egg touching a stone, he doesn't want to involve Yang Jie anymore, and he will go to death with him!

"No, Qing Yao is a disciple of our Xuanzong, how can I let you go on an adventure alone? No matter what?

Yang Jie said firmly: "My generation of monks, if you can't do what you think in your heart, what's the point of cultivating yourself?"

The demon body looked at Yang Jie seriously, then sighed, turned around and continued on his way.

At the same time, the families of the major sects are also setting off for the Missionary Sect to witness the next era, the most powerful and sacred mistress of the entire Eastern Regions.

As the existence of the Holy Land of the Eastern Regions, no one in the world dares to disobey the great joy of the missionary sect, even if they are loose cultivators and have not received invitations, they are also rushing to the missionary sect, just to witness who the mistress of the next era of the missionary sect is.

For a while, the sky lit up with all kinds of divine weapons or divine powers, those divine weapons were the tools used by the various sects to fly to the missionary sect, and the divine soldiers that could be used as a means of transportation were almost all the major sects with thick family backgrounds!

And some small sects can only use small divine soldiers as a means of transportation, and even more step on the fairy sword, fluttering away, the fairy wind bones, so chic and comfortable!

However, these people who stepped on the fairy sword, although they seemed to be chic, were very poor, most of them were loose cultivators or sects that could not be smaller, and these people almost did not receive invitations from the missionary sect.

The demon body has long stopped absorbing the demonic qi between heaven and earth, and the demon yuan in his body has almost reached the cultivation of breaking through the knot, but he is suppressing some cultivation, and it seems that something is brewing!

Yang Jie and his respective supernatural powers rushed towards the Missionary Sect, and many monks on the way looked sideways, as if they thought they were a loving Taoist couple, and went to the Missionary Sect to seek blessings!

The Missionary Sect occupies an area of the Aurora, and the thousands of miles of land are almost all within the scope of the Missionary Sect, the high-rise buildings in the city, the fairy mist on the mountain luan, looming, only the sound of shouting and shouting can be heard, and there is the sound of sword collision, in the fairy mist, from time to time rush out of various magical powers to shine on the heavens and the earth.

That's a disciple of the Missionary Sect cultivating in the mountains!

Nowadays, the Missionary Church is very lively, whether it is in the mountains or in the city, the red lanterns are hung high, and the red wedding cards are posted, which is comparable to any festival.

The main hall of the Missionary Sect is located in front of the moat, and at this moment, the lights are full of lights and joy, and the disciples under the sect are all smiling on their faces, and they are in a hurry, and they are each looking at the things in their hands.

In the depths of the main hall, Luo Xingchen was dressed in a big red robe, with a happy color on his face, and a pair of eyes almost squinted with a smile!

In terms of natural qualifications, he was not qualified to inherit the position of the Sect Master of the Missionary Sect, but his father was the Sect Master of the Missionary Sect, and he naturally became the current Young Sect Master and the future Sect Master Heir!

Although many people are not convinced, they can't do anything, they can't fight for others, there is no way!

"Young Sect Master, congratulations!" A disciple was dressing and grooming Luo Xingchen, and said with a compliment: "The young lady is naturally beautiful, and she is also the body of the Dao saint, and the children born to the young sect master and the young lady in the future must be gifted......

This man was full of oily tone, and he said that Luo Xingchen was not very happy, and laughed: "That's natural...... That's nature!"

"Tomorrow is the big day of this young master, and after I get married, I will definitely reward you greatly!"

Luo Xingchen was very excited, originally thinking that he would wait for the day when he and Long Qingyao would succeed in their cultivation before getting married, but this embryo saw that Long Qingyao was pure and lovely, and wanted to occupy Long Qingyao many times, but he never wanted to be beaten by Long Qingyao and his nose and face were swollen, and he came back crying!

His father couldn't stand his many pleas, so he could only agree to marry him early!

At this moment, Long Qingyao sat in front of the mirror, her face full of anger, and several maids held red wedding clothes behind her, and said: "Young lady, you still wear this wedding dress today, no matter how unhappy you are, but you can't resist!"

This girl also seemed to be occupied by Luo Xingchen, and at this moment she patiently persuaded Long Qingyao: "You are not as good as others, you can resist, but what about your family?

Long Qingyao's body was shocked, two days ago, Long Hao was "picked up" to the Missionary Sect and sent to Long Qingyao!

Luo Xingchen said that if she was not obedient and married him, she would kill all the ups and downs of the Ying Chenglong family, and even her two brothers who were wandering outside would be killed!

For the sake of her family, Long Qingyao no longer struggled, like a wooden man, and let the maid dress her in a wedding dress!

"It's beautiful......"

Long Qingyao put on the wedding dress, and the maid exclaimed: "The young lady is naturally beautiful, she is really beautiful......

Long Qingyao laughed miserably, and her tears couldn't stop flowing!

This red robe, after all, is not worn for the person you love, no matter how beautiful it is, what is the use?

Outside the mountain gate of the Missionary Sect, various sects and factions rushed to the sect, presented invitations one after another, and were welcomed into the missionary sect.

Jian Twenty-Four was carrying a long sword, and he was looking around in the crowd, and after a while, he saw a familiar face!

Jian Twenty-Four rushed out of the crowd, squeezed to the rear, patted Chen Fan, who was dressed in white, and said quietly: "Brother Chen......"

Chen Fan had already turned around and almost couldn't help but make a move, but he was held down by Jian Twenty-four and said, "Brother Chen, don't come unharmed!"

"Why are you here?"

Chen Fan pulled his sword twenty-four to avoid the crowd and asked, "Why did you appear here?"

"I'm the most outstanding young man in the Sword Sect in a hundred years, why can't I represent the Sword Sect to participate in the wedding ceremony of the Missionary Sect's heirs?"

Sword Twenty-Four said as a matter of course.

"You don't look like someone who likes to join in the fun!" Chen Fan said seriously.

"I'm actually here because of you!"

Jian Twenty-four stopped quibbling and said, "I guess you will definitely appear in the Missionary Sect, so I took the initiative to apply to the Sect Master to participate!"

"How could you conclude that I would show up?" Chen Fan asked suspiciously.

"Because of the angry eyes you had when you were trying to save Long Qingyao that day, I concluded that you would appear!" replied Sword Twenty-Four.

"Huh!"

Chen Fan smiled softly and said, "Let's go, let's see if this Missionary Sect is the Longtan Tiger's Den or the Sword Mountain and the Sea of Fire!"

The two of them walked together, and the crowd in front of them walked!

Soon, the two of them walked to the door of the Missionary Sect Hall, and the person who answered politely said, "Two, please show the invitation!"

Jian Twenty-Four took out the invitation and handed it to the man, who immediately became polite and said, "It turned out to be a distinguished guest of the Sword Sect, please ...... inside Inside please!"

Under the leadership of the person who answered, the two were taken to a side room and settled down!

"Brother Chen, what are your plans?" Jian Twenty-Four untied his long sword and asked Chen Fan.

He knew that Chen Fan came here not to participate in the matter of getting married, but to rescue Long Qingyao.

Perhaps, the Xuanzong Red Dust Immortal is in the Missionary Sect at this moment!

"No!" Chen Fan fell asleep and said, "Now that I've come to this point, I don't know what to do, I can only take one step at a time!"

Suddenly, Chen Fan's heart moved, he got up and looked outside by the window, only to see the demon body with Yang Jie, and the two of them lived in another small building under the leadership of the disciples of the Missionary Sect!

Jian Twenty-four stepped forward and asked curiously, "What is Brother Chen looking at?"

Chen Fan closed the window and said, "I didn't see anything!"

"It's a long journey, Brother Jian should rest early!" As he spoke, Chen Fan lay down on the bed again!

The demon body and Yang Jie settled down, and quietly sent away the disciple of the Missionary Sect, the demon body sat down, poured a cup of tea and handed it to Yang Jie, and said, "The main body Chen Fan is also here!"

Yang Jie was startled, sat down and asked, "How do you know?"

"We are one, and the sense of qi and blood is extremely sensitive, and he saw me just now!"

The demon body continued: "He came with Sword Sect Sword Twenty-four, that Sword Twenty-Four is a master of using swords, I don't know why he is close to the body!"

Yang Jie showed a thoughtful look and said, "Now that you are in the tiger's den in Longtan, it is better to be careful!"

The demon body looked at the sky outside and said, "When night falls, I will go to find Qing Yao, and it is very likely that I will not come back before tomorrow, senior sister must protect herself!"

"Don't worry!"

Yang Jie said: "As long as you can be fine, I will be fine!"

The demon body drank all the tea in the cup, and sat quietly to breathe the demon yuan in the body!

As a demon, his cultivation speed is increasing day by day, and now he may step into the Yudan realm at any time, but he has been suppressing his cultivation!

Now that the three-body problem has come, I don't know where the Holy Sacrament is now!

The demon body made a bet with the Holy Body to see who would rescue Long Qingyao first, but at this time, the Holy Body was still missing, and I don't know if it was in danger, or if it was covered up by some means, so that neither the demon body nor Chen Fan could sense his existence!

At this time, the highest place of the Missionary Sect, that is the place where the Missionary Sect Master is located, there are several seemingly ordinary old people sitting opposite the Missionary Sect Master, and the Missionary Sect Master Luo Wuxian personally poured tea for those old men, extremely respectful!

"Huh!"

One of them looked at it and sneered softly, and said, "The Five Domains of the World, the Eastern Regions Missionary Sect, the Western Regions Flame Palace, the Southern Regions Enlightenment Sect, the Northern Regions Soul Protector Sect, the four holy lands are all from the Central Domain, but when did the Missionary Sect change its master, why don't the Central Regions know?"

This old man seems to be very unhappy, faintly angry!

"Sword Saint Breathe Fury!"

Luo Wuxian sat down and said, "Feng Shui takes turns, the emperor takes turns, who the master of the Missionary Sect is, is it really that important? As long as the Missionary Sect is still there, then who will be in charge of the Missionary Sect, what does it matter?"

Luo Wuxian said indifferently: "Besides, the current Missionary Sect is more than several times stronger than in the hands of those people, besides, those people have disappeared for decades, so what's the point of saying who will control the Missionary Sect now?"

"Humph!"

The old man snorted coldly, and the sea of blood behind him instantly erupted, and a blazing sun suddenly rose from the sea of blood, and the light emitted by the blazing sun was composed of sword qi, and that blazing sun was the knot in the old man's body!

"The dove occupies the magpie's nest, is it reasonable?" The Sword Saint was instantly furious, and he could hardly help but make a move!

A few people around him held down the Sword Saint and said, "Now is no longer the time to find out who will control the Missionary Sect, the Sword Saint is angry!"

Luo Wuxian looked at the Sword Saint with a smile, poured a cup of tea and handed it to the Sword Saint, and said: "For the sake of all of you who are seniors, pour tea for you below, I can invite a few people to come today, it is the meaning of Luo, and the Missionary Sect should not listen to anyone's orders anymore, Zhongyu ......"

"To hell with it!" Luo Wuxian raised the teacup and said with a smile: "Why do you want me to preach Zong Erlang to the Central Domain and work hard?"

"Lao Tzu has a showdown, quit the group, and won't do it with you!"

Luo Wuxian said arrogantly: "The Missionary Sect has guarded the heavenly moat behind him for countless years, I don't know how many disciples have been buried, and the Central Domain still wants the disciples of the Missionary Sect to die, why?"

The Sword Saint suddenly withdrew the sea of blood behind him, and said with a smile: "Sect Master Luo, what a spirit!"

"In that case, let's see how long you can jump!"

At night, the lights in the missionary sect were turned on, and representatives of various sects and factions in the Eastern Regions came out of the door to communicate with others and say hello to the missionary sect!

And in a certain room, a figure quietly left the room under the cover of darkness!

Chen Fan, who was lying on the bed, suddenly got up and said to Jian Twenty-four: "Let's go, let's go out and have a look!"

Jian Twenty-four followed Chen Fan with a long sword and walked outside!

The demon body stalked in the night, jumping like a flying cat, like a nimble black cat, and moving forward at a high speed on the roof of the missionary sect!

I have to say that as the No. 1 Immortal Cultivator Sect in the Eastern Regions, the Missionary Sect is really not small, and there are no guards waiting to guard such a big scene.

The demon body went all the way without the slightest hindrance!

After a while, the demon body touched an extremely luxurious pavilion, uncovered the tiles and looked down, it was the falling stars!

Luo Xingchen was eating and drinking with his brothers, and he was drunk.

Suddenly, one person got up, walked to the back of the attic, and took off his pants to make it easier.

The demonic energy around the demon's body surged, drowning the man.

In the Demon Domain, the Demon Body controlled the man's mind and asked, "Where is Long Qingyao?"

The man raised his hand like a puppet and pointed in one direction.

The demon body jumped up and disappeared into the night!

The man woke up and found that his pants were wet, but he didn't care, and went back to drinking.

The demon body fell on the top of a building, uncovered the tiles and looked down, only to see Long Qingyao sitting in front of the mirror with blank eyes, crying silently!

The demon body rolls over and quietly opens the window!

Long Qingyao looked at the window, and saw "Chen Fan" appear in front of the window, and she was very happy!

The demon body turned over and went in, Long Qingyao stepped forward, held the face of the demon body, and cried and asked, "Why are you here?"

"I'm here to save you, Qing'er!" the demon body hugged Long Qingyao into his arms.

said: "Don't worry, I'm here to save you out......"

Long Qingyao sobbed softly in his arms, happy or not, and after a while, he suddenly pushed away the demon body, pulled the demon body to the window, and said eagerly: "You go quickly, you can't save me, I don't want you to be sent here because of me, you go out quickly, it's better to live than anything else!"

"No, Qing'er, listen to me, I won't let you marry that bastard of Luo Xingchen, they robbed you, but they just took a fancy to your physique and wanted you to be the furnace of the Missionary Sect!"

The demon body shook his head and said, "I won't let you face it alone, I'll save you out, believe me......"

The demon body stared at Long Qingyao's eyes and said seriously.

"Yes...... But what about my family?"

Long Qingyao cried: "The Missionary Sect has captured my family, even if you can rescue me, but what about my family?"

"I don't want them to die at the hands of the Missionaries because of me!"

"Despicable!" the demon body scolded angrily, he didn't expect the Missionary Sect to be so despicable, not only robbing Long Qingyao, but also threatening Long Qingyao with her family.

In a small building of the Missionary Sect, Long Hao sat with two young men with sad faces!

"Dad, what are you doing with a slumped face?"

One of them said impatiently: "I just don't understand you, what's wrong with the little sister marrying Luo Xingchen? Luo Xingchen is the heir of the Missionary Sect, and if the younger sister marries him, she is the mother of the world, the future mistress of the Missionary Sect, why do you oppose it?"

This person's name is Long Qingguang, he is Long Qingyao's second brother, the second young master of the Long family!

"Dick, what do you know?"

Long Qingyang said: "Who is Luo Xingchen? Thirteen-year-old bullied a woman from a good family, and at the age of fifteen he dominated a wife, how many things have been done by him? What's more, do you know where they fancy the little sister?"

Long Qingyang said angrily: "They kidnapped the little sister just for the so-called Dao Saint body, and let the little sister be the furnace of the Missionary Sect!"

"Why not?" Long Qingguang said: "Women, they are supposed to give birth to children, who is different to give birth to?"

"You ......"

Long Qingyang pointed at him and said, "Second brother, are you crazy? Snobbish, don't you even care if your little sister can be happy? You actually said such a thing......

"Shut up!" Long Hao snorted, interrupted the quarrel between the two brothers, and said: "Lao Tzu shouldn't have gone to look for the two of you in the first place, not only could he not save Qing Yao, but he was still ...... in the nest at this time."

Long Qingyang and the two shut up one after another and stopped arguing.

Long Qingyang sat down and said, "I'll make a big fuss about the wedding tomorrow, and I'll hold them back when the time comes, you just take your little sister away, go as far as you want......"

"You're holding them back?"

Long Qingguang sneered: "Who can you hold back?" The old monsters of the Red Dust Fairy Realm of the Missionary Sect will not be mentioned, but those peak masters of the Jiedan, how can you hold them back? How long have you been able to break through the Jiedan? If you want me to say, let the little sister marry Luo Xingchen, and we can also enjoy the blessings......"

"You...... Unreasonable. ”

Long Qingyang snorted coldly, turned his head, and ignored him no more.