In the face of Master Qingjing's slightly threatening words, the Master of Jiuxuan did not show the slightest annoyance on his face, but replied generously: "Don't worry, fellow Daoists of the Xuanjian Sect, this method of identifying the demon race discovered by my Xuanqian Sect will not harm you, even if you are accidentally planted by the demon race, it doesn't matter, my Xuanqian Sect people have found a way to remove the demon seed." ”

Hearing the word "Demon Seed", the first person to react this time was the Master Qingchen, her wonderful eyes flowed, which was full of surprise, and after raising her hand and stroking her sideburns, she said authentically:

"What the head of the Jiuxuan Sect means is that the human race that is connected to the demon can also grow the demon seed? The demon seed, isn't it only the pure-blooded demon race that can be planted? According to the records in the history of my Xuanjian Sect, there has never been a pure-blooded demon race in the Canglan Realm!"

After carefully tasting her words, in addition to being surprised, it was more of a mockery - something that has not been mentioned in the records of tens of thousands of years in the Xuanjian Sect, how can it happen now?

This time, the Master of Jiuxuan did not engage in a verbal dispute with her, but the smile on his face seemed very inscrutable.

"Master Jiuxuan, I don't know how to start this identification?"

The Master of Jiuxuan looked at the old man who was questioning this time, this person had a round red face, a burly and tall body, and obviously practiced hard swordsmanship before his death. Looking at the position where this old man was standing, it should be another elder of the Xuanjian Sect.

"Elder, the process of identification has begun from the moment you enter the cave. ”

glanced at Wang Mei, who was obviously not concerned with himself, and the head of Jiuxuan was amused, this girl seemed to have made up her mind not to intervene.

"Oh, then may I ask, when will this identification end? and how can you tell the difference?" The elder couldn't help but feel a little dissatisfied when he saw that the head of Jiuxuan didn't explain the doubts in his heart in detail, and when he asked, he was naturally more specific and eager than the other.

The head of Jiuxuan originally wanted to give this opportunity to Wang Mei and take the opportunity to launch this junior who all the elders of the Xuanxuan Sect were optimistic about, however, until now, Wang Mei had no intention of standing up, and the head of Jiuxuan naturally understood what she meant.

So, he no longer hid it, and the dust that he had been holding on his forearm swept towards the Xuanjian Gate, and the little blue light turned into a blue butterfly flying, and as soon as he made a move, the people in the Xuanjian Gate on the opposite side were a rin. The sword in his hand was directly unsheathed, pointing obliquely at the few people in the Xuanqi Gate.

After these blue butterflies were swung out by the Nine Xuan Venerables, there were no other movements, except for one that flew towards Jiu Ming's location, the other butterflies seemed to have no clue, only hovering above the heads of the people in the Xuanjian Gate, without revealing the slightest bit of aggression.

For a while, the beauty of the cave was not like the human world, but more like the celestial scene described in the book.

"Master Jiuxuan, what is this?" the master finally spoke, he was the only one in the Xuanjian Sect who did not raise his sword to greet him, and the other person was Xie Changtian who was hiding among the disciples.

"The old man has already said that this recognition has started as soon as he entered the door, and now it is just a result, no matter how strong your cultivation is, even if it is the soul of the demon princess, the old man has already found a way to deal with you, and now, why should you resist stubbornly?"

The head of Jiuxuan sighed to himself, as if he didn't want to see the hateful eyes of the people of Xuanjian Sect towards the traitor, a pair of eyes that saw through the world slowly closed, and he said two sentences in his mouth, only to see that the butterfly that flew over Jiuming suddenly flew low and crashed directly into Jiuming's wide open eyes.

At the same time, the blue butterflies that were originally hovering above the heads of the people in the Xuanjian Sect fluttered their wings neatly with a hula, and then, these butterflies that were still flying lazily just now all quickly surrounded the side of Master Qingchen and the elder who asked questions in a swooping posture.

Without waiting for the two to say anything, these butterflies actually melted into the bodies of the two of them one by one, but within a breath, blue magic patterns appeared on the foreheads of the two of them, and the head of the Jiuxuan Sect and the people of the Xuanqian Sect retreated suddenly, looking at the direction of the Xuanjian Gate, their eyes were full of vigilance.

"This magic pattern is a unique sign of demons. Presumably, on this point, the record of the Xuanjian Gate should not be any different from my Xuanjian Gate. If you don't want to believe it, compare this magic pattern with the painting on the face of the Nine Lives. The demon pattern of the demon clan is unique, the magic pattern on the face of this elder is almost exactly the same as Jiuming, but the magic pattern on the face of Qingchen Daoyou is only ** similar, so it seems that who is the demon seed, who is the demon source, do you still have any questions?"

"Fence up!" Master Qingjing had no hesitation at this time, and without saying a word, he ordered to surround the two people with blue ** lines on their faces, and the elder hurriedly shouted when he saw this:

"Senior brother, you can't listen to him!"

"Senior brother!" Compared to the appearance of the elder shouting wrongs, the Master Qingchen seemed to be just frightened. Her delicate face had turned pale against the backdrop of the magic pattern, and she looked at her fellow disciples in disbelief, as if she couldn't believe that she had become the point of the sword of her peers.

"Senior brother, we have been together for tens of thousands of years, don't you know if I am a demon or not? If I want to harm our sect, why should I be sealed together with the sect? Since I am a demon clan, don't I have a way to leave? What future can I have if I stay in the sealed place of Xuanjian Gate?"

Master Qingchen's lips trembled and she asked, her tone choked, more heartbroken. These words made the hearts of many of the Xuanjian Sect's fellow swordsmen tremble, and when they thought about it, they couldn't help but hesitate, and they hesitated in their hearts, and the sword trick in their hands was a little looser.

At this moment, the old man with a red face and round face suddenly burst out, the big sword behind his back didn't even pull out, and the originally neat right arm turned into a red blade when he rotated, and the power contained in this red blade was obviously not the ghost qi of ghost cultivation, nor was it the heaven and earth aura used by the original Xuanjian Sect sword cultivation, but the authentic demon qi.

There is only demonic energy, and it is this blood-red with a sinister aura.

With his actions, it was obvious that he had already exposed his demon identity, and the Venerable Qingchen who was protected by him behind him, a pair of pupils had also taken on a blood-red color, but her expression had not changed in the slightest, and she still looked like tears, which seemed to be really weird at this time.

"Formation!!" Master Qingjing has nothing to say at this point, although he has known the possible candidates from Xie Changsheng from the beginning, but, as Master Qingchen said, they have been together for tens of thousands of years, how can they easily believe that the junior sister who has protected him for a lifetime has been taken away by the demons?

However, at this time, he had to believe. For mobile phone users, please browse and read,