Jun Wenxin looked up, only to see that behind the Ghost King, Baguio slowly appeared, staring at him from a distance. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Somehow, Jun Wenxin subconsciously let go of Lu Xueqi's hand.

Lu Xueqi's expression moved, her eyes fell on Baguio in front of her, and she looked at her silently......

At this time, the Great Venerable, who had been frowning and silent, suddenly opened his mouth and said: "Hundred poisonous sons, Duanmu old demon, when you were lucky to get rid of it, you should change your mind and become a talent again, and today you still dare to come out and make trouble, but are you impatient?"

The corners of Jun Wenxin's mouth twitched, this is a typical scolding... It's hard to understand this old man's thoughts...

"Phew!"

Sure enough, those people cursed together, and the foul language was endless.

The Venerable Mighty changed color slightly, and suddenly saw the white-faced scholar who had been standing next to him take a step forward and said with a smile: "This is probably the Venerable Mighty of the Vajra Gate, right?"

Venerable Hercules looked at him and said, "Yes, who are you?"

The white-faced scholar smiled slightly, didn't answer, and only said to himself: "If Wan Jianyi stood here back then and said what you just said, we, the demon clowns in your eyes, would still have a little scruples, but if you rely on the Taoist magic of those three-legged cats in your Vajra Gate, you might as well hide behind those people in Qingyunmen!"

The Demon Cult laughed, and even behind them, in the dark woods, there was a faint sound of laughter.

The Great Venerable's face immediately turned red, and his expression was extremely angry, but Jun Wenxin was condensed, and there was a look of worry in his eyes, just from that laughter, he knew that the Demon Sect had not only received strong reinforcements, but also in terms of numbers.

This battle is only afraid that it will be extremely difficult.

"Bastard!"

A loud shout suddenly sounded, but it was the big disciple standing behind the Great Venerable who rose up, presumably the disciple of the Great Venerable, unwilling to be humiliated by the master, the staff was golden and prosperous, and rushed towards the white-faced scholar.

Tian Buyi and the others were taken aback, and Venerable Mighty shouted urgently: "Stone, come back, don't act rashly!"

But the stone suddenly attacked, the speed was extremely fast, and in a blink of an eye, the golden light of the staff had rushed to the white-faced scholar, but he saw that the white-faced scholar did not look flustered, only raised his right hand, and there was a flash of blue light in his palm, facing the staff that rushed over.

said that it was too late, and in the blink of an eye, the golden light of the staff was like an arrow from the string, and it crashed into the palm of the white-faced scholar, and in an instant, everyone's eyes were full of flowers, only to see the golden light flickering, and there was a slight noise in the air, and the figure of the white-faced scholar could not be seen.

The young disciples in the righteous path were thunderous, but the Cangsong Dao people and Tian Buyi and the others who were the leaders all sank their faces.

After a while, the golden light gradually dimmed, and everyone was dumbfounded, but seeing that the white-faced scholar in the field had a calm face, he only used one hand to resist the golden light of the stone's mighty staff, and no matter how the stone moved in mid-air, he couldn't make any further progress.

I only heard him smile and said, "Young man, go back and cultivate for another hundred years!"

After that, with a wave of his right hand, everyone saw another flash of blue light, the stone was hit hard, and the whole person flew backwards, but the staff was after a sharp sound, soaring into the sky and flying high.

The Venerable Hercules rose up, caught the injured stone, looked closely, and knew that it was only a little oscillation, and it was not a big problem, so he put his mind at ease, but his anger increased, and as soon as he turned his body, he was about to strike.

But a hand suddenly stretched out next to him and grabbed him, but it was Cangsong Daoist, I saw that his face was like frost, and he said coldly: "Who is Your Excellency, how can this 'Qiankun Qingguang Ring', which has been missing for thousands of years, be in your hand?"

Venerable Dali was stunned for a moment, and said in a lost voice: "What, Qiankun Qingguang Ring?"

The people present, including the Demon Sect, eight out of ten people were moved, and Lu Xueqi, who was next to Jun Wenxin, was curious, and asked Wen Min in a low voice, "Senior sister, is this magic weapon very powerful?"

Wen Min's stunned face had not yet recovered, so Jun Wenxin whispered to Lu Xueqi: "I have read in books before, this ring is an extremely powerful magic weapon, it is a Nine Heavens Divine Product, but it has been missing for thousands of years, and I don't want to reappear in the world today!"

Lu Xueqi was slightly moved, only to hear the white-faced scholar smile at Cangsong Daoren: "I am a nameless junior below, and now under the command of the Ghost King Sect Master, I am a pawn." ”

The Ghost King shook his head with a smile and said, "Brother Long, you are too humble. ”

The hundred poison sons, Duanmu Ancestor, and the vampire old demon who also came over at this moment almost looked at the white-faced scholar who was called "Brother Dragon" by the ghost king, but saw that his right hand was wrapped in his sleeve at the moment, and he couldn't see the items in his hand clearly at all, but I heard Cangsong Dao people so sure just now, and this white-faced scholar did not deny it, most of them really owned this divine ring.

Thinking of the various abilities of this divine ring in the legend, the people who cultivate the true Dao and cultivate the Tao all attach great importance to the magic weapon, and they are really feverish all over, but although the three of them appeared at the same time as this white-faced scholar, they did not come from the same road, and they have never seen this person, only knowing that not long after they arrived, there was such a profound master beside the Ghost King mysteriously.

At that moment, Bai Poison stared at his right hand fiercely, turned his head to the Ghost King and said, "Sect Master of the Ghost King, we have never seen this brother, but I don't know when the Ghost King Sect has produced such a master?"

The Ghost King smiled and said, "Brother Hundred Poison Dao, our Ghost King Sect is a small sect of the Holy Sect, so naturally it is not as good as your Ten Thousand Poison Sect. ”

Bai Poison Zi snorted, he belonged to the Ten Thousand Poison Sect, one of the four major factions of the Demon Sect, and this time he was entrusted by the master of the sect to come to this remote place, speaking of which, this was really the first time he had come out of the mountain in a hundred years.

But if he is not born, he will not be born, and he is still clear about the things in the Demon Sect: today's Demon Sect is headed by the four major factions, the Ten Thousand Poison Sect, the Hehuan Sect and the Immortal Hall are all big factions that only arose when the Blood Refining Hall fell after the death of the black-hearted old man eight hundred years ago, with a long history and deep roots, but this Ghost King Sect suddenly arose three hundred years ago, and the masters of the sect have sprung up one after another, and they have shared the world of the Demon Sect with the other three factions in two hundred years, which is amazing.

In the Demon Sect, the forces are everywhere, and the major factions all want to reach the point where the Blood Refining Hall called for wind and rain when the black-hearted old man was there, but the forces of each sect are equal, and even the remaining many small factions of the Demon Sect are mostly dependent on the four major sects, and it is difficult to distinguish between the top and bottom, so although they are secretly intriguing, everyone can barely maintain harmony on the surface.