Just when they were wondering, the figure moved slightly, and everyone didn't see how he came here, only heard the sound of a strong wind passing through their ears, and the man was already standing close at hand.

Only then did he see clearly that his face was bright and his eyes were clear, but his expression was bewitching and frosty, and the wind blew the long ink-colored hair, calm like water, cold like the moon.

"It's the Demon King!"

I don't know who shouted, and all the Daoists suddenly woke up from Fang Cai's shaking mind, and the sense of tranquility that enveloped the whole body made people panic, and they all changed their solemn expressions and began to be vigilant.

Zhou Xuanqing stood on tiptoe and looked at the stone tablet, and was also stunned by the extraordinary appearance. Secretly thought: Such a good skin, I'm afraid it can only be the demon king.

'He' hid under the tree, a long dark brocade robe, a red coat, a slender body with straight long legs, the wide sleeves of the hem just hung down to the knees, and when the bent arms were raised, the sleeves slipped down to the elbows, revealing a white, bony hand.

'He' eyebrows are cold and arrogant, and his face is full of evil, which contrasts with a shallow light. Seeing that it was so weird, the Taoists didn't dare to rush forward, so they had to hold the magic weapon tightly, staring at the other side and not daring to relax.

As soon as he opened his mouth, his tone was light and his tone was clear, "Benjun has always been good in his cultivation, and he is unwilling to go to the immortal path, but Benjun is not a good temper. ”

Everyone didn't dare to respond, 'he' half-closed his long and narrow eyes, and said to himself, "A group of Taoists came to Wuliang Mountain to disturb Benjun's tranquility, are they tired of the yang days? Or do they not know the road to the underworld and need Benjun to send it?"

What a scene! Zhou Xuanqing was so excited that he almost exclaimed, but Nanshan pressed his shoulder, and he had to swallow the words back into his stomach.

"Don't die!" Nanshan held Zhou Xuanqing, her expression became more and more nervous, and told her to hide behind the stone stele.

Compared with the coldness and seriousness of others, Zhou Xuanqing's performance can be described as unique.

"Capture the Demon King!" shouted again, and the crowd began to commotion.

The demon king didn't bother to raise his eyes, only spread his palm, and casually turned the circle of bright and bewitching beads on his wrist. Suddenly, the thread broke, and twenty-four beads fell to the ground.

The beads quickly turned into droplets, and one by one they flew into the air with a shiny luster and froze. The demon king raised his eyes, his deep eyes were like ancient pools, and he looked straight at everyone.

This glance made people suddenly feel a chill on the soles of their feet, and their backs couldn't help but straighten and straighten. It seems that such a person has raised his spirit and drummed up great bravery.

The Taoists' hearts beat like drums, secretly pinching cold sweat. The opportunity cannot be lost, some people have already stepped down, flew out of a few flags as a ladder, jumped a few feet to a height, and the people below also flocked to the top in an instant, showing out the various magic weapons - 'Qiang Qiang Qiang' for a time a large area of phosphorescent light.

Seeing that he was about to get closer, the wind around him suddenly froze, and before everyone had time to react, the water droplets turned into twenty-four sharp sword peaks, splitting the flag, and the person fell to the ground.

Those who attacked behind were blocked in a circle of white miasma rising from the ground. The line of sight was blocked, someone shouted, and suddenly fists and feet attacked, they began to mess up, and when the miasma dissipated, they found that the fists and feet were not added to the demon king but their own people, and their faces were embarrassed and ashamed.

The demon king's eyes deepened, and the corners of his lips were pressed down to laugh. Someone didn't know whether he was alive or dead, he flicked his fingers, and the Taoist priests who stepped forward flew into the air one by one, falling to the ground like beans and raindrops.

The demon king is considered merciful, and he has not seen blood in dealing with them.

Gao Yin of the Heavenly Dao Sect saw that the demon king was not easy to deal with, and sweat oozed from his forehead. The hand under the sleeve touched the Qiankun bag on his waist, and when he was about to take out the talisman, he suddenly felt that his wrist was tight, and he didn't have time to turn back, and the whole person was swept to the back by the group demon wind.

He could only see his toes touching the ground and retreating, and it took a distance before he steadied himself. Before he could figure out what was going on, Gao Yin looked down and was stunned: a circle of spider silk threads was as thin as nothing, tightly wrapped around his wrist. Pulling but continuous, tough as iron.

This demon king turned out to be a spider spirit!

Those who saw the spider silk understood.

The disciple of Shenxiao immediately recited the mantra and pinched the trick, and the seven-star magic sword flew out from behind his left foot, the sword body was peachwood, and the cinnabar rune was engraved.

He rushed over with a sword, and with a horizontal stab in the wrist valgus, he helped Gao Yin cut off the spider silk. Then he looked at the demon king with bated breath, his pupils widened slightly, and he rushed over with a magic sword. Step on the Nine Palaces, participate in the Five Elements, Yin and Yang are virtual and real, and the sword energy sweeps the wind.

The demon king dodged left and right in the same place without hurrying, and even if Shenxiao's disciple Yu walked like the wind, he could also accept the move. The fierce offensive fell in his eyes, slow and weak. He deliberately dragged it slightly, causing the Shenxiao disciples to think that it was an opportunity, reciting the Shangqing mantra in his mouth, and quickly took out the rune paper and swiped it into the air, and the sword body was touched by the sky.

The rune paper burned quickly, and I saw the 'crackling' white smoke coming out, and the five thunderbolts scorched the brilliance with a thousand momentum, and it slammed down from the sky, and the grass and trees were blown apart, and the ground was full of black scorched marks. smashed impartially on the front and back of the demon king, but the one above his head was like a split with eyes!

It was actually the Five Thunder Technique, which was slightly different from the thunder of the high hidden move. Zhou Xuanqing saw the excitement and couldn't help but slap Nanshan's thigh with a palm. Nanshan despised it painfully, and continued to shrink his body to guard against that side.

The mountain wind slowly blew away the smoke, and the demon king was not half damaged.

"Your Tao is getting worse and worse, and you can solve it quickly, and Benjun is in a hurry to weave the net. As soon as the clear voice fell, the demon king simply put his hands behind his back and stood proudly.

With the wind in his ears, he looked lonely and cold, and sneered.

Sure enough, a sword shadow flashed behind him, and the demon king was calm, leaning sideways and turning around, and the wide sleeves led the wind to sweep backhand, but listening to the sword qi of the seven-star magic sword, the robe was cut by the Shenxiao disciples.

The demon king is moody, and he is most tired of his things being destroyed. The black pupils were strange, and the slender fingers swiped in the air, only listening to the sound of the wind around them, countless fluorescent spider silks came out from between their sleeves, sharp as swords and swift as whips, falling back into their eyes, and those Taoist obstructive magic weapons finally shattered.

Everyone didn't have time to protect the magic weapon, so they could only watch the ground shattered and pound the ground in frustration. The messenger of unknown origin is exactly what it says - if this demon king is not removed, if one day he enters the world, it will cause trouble.

Gao Yin of the Heavenly Dao Sect quickly got up, and while biting his fingers, he took out the yellow paper talisman from the Qiankun bag and stained it with blood, and after scattering it, the talisman quickly flew around on its own, forming a bright yellow barrier and erecting it in front of it. Seeing this, everyone consciously retreated into the circle behind Gao Incognito.

The demon king's eyebrows were as cold as water, and the sleeves of his robe were blowing, and he was swept away by gusts of wind, but he was scattered by the barrier. Probably a little interested, he walked over and stretched out his finger to touch it, and the talisman barrier immediately spontaneously combusted, turning into a golden light in front of his eyes. The golden light dissipated into an enchantment, zigzag and winded in front of the stone monument and was gone.

The master and apprentice of Yicheng Palace looked at each other dumbfounded for an instant, squatting on the stone tablet messy in the wind, trembling.

Nanshan scolded: "It's too unrighteous!"

Zhou Xuanqing nodded yes violently, and looked angrily at the group of unrighteous people.

The demon king half-bowed his head, his eyes heavy. It seems that he was really stumped by this barrier.

The hearts of the people who were hanging slowly relaxed.

The demon king suddenly raised his eyebrows, and his eyes showed cold disdain.

The hearts of the people were hanging in their throats again.