Chapter 32: Open Struggle and Secret Fighting
The Purple Feather Zhenren of Kunlun Mountain, the Xuanzhen Dao Master of Zhenwu Palace, the Danyang Patriarch of Wuding Mountain, and Xuanyuan Hongxiao, the master of the Splendid Gate, were sitting in the Beidou Palace of the Splendid Gate at this time, discussing how to capture Jun Wuying. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
"If you want me to say, it's the same as last time. Purple Feather Zhenren said with a smile: "Let that old demon woman deal with the little demon king, kill two birds with one stone, anyway, it's dog eats dog." ā
The Danyang Patriarch of Wuding Mountain shook his head with a smile and said, "She is not a fool, she has already coaxed her once last time, this time do you think she will believe your nonsense?"
"Believe it or not, you have to try it to know," Ziyu Zhenren said: "Just rely on the words of Beiyun that can persuade the old witch to become a righteous protector, how about deceiving again?"
"Speaking of him, I still wonder, why didn't the Venerable Master come to such an important meeting today?" asked the Xuanzhen Daoist of the True Martial Palace.
Ziyu Zhenren and Danyang Patriarch looked at the door master Xuanyuan Hongxiao together, they also wanted to know that among the eight elders, the four of them were the most leisurely, and the other four were guarding the fierce and dangerous passes, and they couldn't leave easily, although Beiyun also had a demon tower to guard, but compared to others, the safety of the demon tower was still very reliable, after all, it was an ancient treasure.
"I just called, and the Venerable Sorrow Cloud went into a fugue, so I didn't alarm him. Xuanyuan Hongxiao, the master of the door, said: "The Master of Beiyun doesn't like to talk much on weekdays, and when he has a meeting, he will only recite 'Amitabha', just call him the same as if he is called, and just inform him of the decision when the time comes." ā
Patriarch Danyang nodded and said, "That's right, the Venerable Master is dedicated to cultivation and doesn't listen to mundane things. ā
"Heh, why doesn't he listen to mundane things?" Ziyu Zhenren sneered: "What do you think he is doing when he has nothing to do and runs for thirty-three days?"
"This ......," Xuan Zhen said with a smile.
Patriarch Danyang also showed a meaningful smile.
Xuanyuan Hongxiao jokingly said: "I also want to learn the ability of this old monk to settle down, and then go and see how charming the fairies of the heavens are, and they can attract the Venerable Master to linger." ā
"Hahahaha!"
Here in the Beidou Palace, how to calculate Jun Wuying, and there is another scene in the Demon Tower.
The three rescued demon kings looked confused, they were different from grandma, grandma was the core of the entire demon tower, the source of power, her demon yuan maintained the operation of the demon tower, so she was just trapped in the spirit, and her body was free in the tower.
These three demon kings are flesh primordial gods, and they are trapped by the demon rope together, and their consciousness is dim, and they are confused all day long.
Therefore, when it was first released, there was still some confusion about what was going on, thinking that he was completely out of trouble, and he was about to transform and leave this broken place in the blink of an eye.
But soon, their impulsiveness was retributed, and Grandma threw out three vines, tied the three of them into rice dumplings, and threw them on the ground.
This time, they found out that there was an old demon woman standing in front of them.
"Are you...... Grandma?"
"Yes, there are still long eyes!" Grandma gently grabbed the vines, and a layer of spikes burst out of the vines, piercing the three demon kings with screams.
Xiao Shami, who was listening to the movement outside the tower, heard the screams, and couldn't help but shake his head again and again: "Monsters are monsters, and they are so ruthless to their fellow clansmen, which shows that their hearts are vicious and abnormal." What Amitabha!"
"You three, I don't know what to do. Grandma broke the three bundles of demon ropes in one go, and the loss of the demon yuan was not small, and the key was that she forcibly mobilized her demon yuan, so she was a little tired at this time: "Grandma, I rescued you, but I am not idle to tease you." ā
"Then what are you going to do?" a banshee king stubbornly raised his head and asked, "I didn't ask you to save me." ā
"Grandma likes to train a girl with a personality like you!"
"Ahh
The vines in Grandma's hands were like strange snakes, and they opened their fanged mouths one after another, biting the body of the Banshee King and drilling into it frantically, and the Banshee King was subject to Grandma, and could only wail in pain.
"You are all demon kings, and you don't know the times. Grandma ignored her screams and continued to criticize: "You don't open your eyes to see, there are eighteen demon kings trapped in the tower, why can the three of you save your lives?"
"That's not because the three of us are already in the Heavenly Demon Realm!" said a jade-faced boy with a pale face: "Grandma, I respect you in the Demon Emperor Realm, but I look down on you as a lackey!"
"Yes, they are both demon clans, even if they are not as close as brothers and sisters, they should not be treated like this. The demon king, who was as muscular as an iron block, said hatefully: "What's more, you respect the demon emperor, and treat your fellow clan like this, don't you care about your reputation in the demon clan at all?"
"If she has scruples, how can she harm Qingsi?" the Banshee King screamed and joined the crusade against Grandma.
"Enough!" Grandma was furious, and reprimanded: "Now I don't want to let you out to teach me, but to save our fellow demon clan!"
"Save whom?" asked the Banshee King sharply.
"Save a guy who doesn't know the height of the sky. Grandma said: "I only know that he has scales on his body, and he should be a demon king like a snake python and a dragon." I don't know why I cast the spell of devouring the sky and the earth, so that the Jinxiu Gate was targeted, you should know what the consequences of being targeted are, I don't want to see my fellow clan trapped anymore, so I rescued the three of you just for him. ā
After Grandma finished speaking, she let go of the tree vine in her hand, and the three demon kings eliminated the pain of skin and flesh, and got up and changed one after another, no longer embarrassed before.
"It is said that it is naturally incumbent upon us to save our fellow clan, but now that the three of us are unable to protect ourselves, how can we save him?" asked the demon king who was a series of cross-flesh monsters.
Grandma glanced at him and said, "Ghost Knife, there are more than a thousand souls who have died under you, have you ever hesitated?"
The Demon King's ghost knife waved his hand: "These are two different things! I can't even get out of this broken tower, can it be that I can cheer for my fellow clans inside?"
"What the ghost knife said is, although you broke our demon rope, aren't you still in the demon suppression tower?" asked the Banshee King Phantom, "Could it be that you have a way to send us out of the tower?"
The jade-faced Xiaosheng's eyes suddenly lit up.
"There's no way I can get you out. Grandma paused for a moment and said, "But I will find a way to let the people from the Splendid Gate take you out!"
"What are you kidding!" Ghost Dao shouted: "Grandma, although I don't have a very bright brain, I can hear you talking nonsense." ā
"You're really not very good at it. The phantom glared at him and said, "I understand what Grandma means, you want us to cooperate with you to play a trick!"
Grandma smiled and nodded: "I didn't expect that your little fox brain is the best in this!"