Mingshu decided not to talk nonsense, and killed the demon king first, lest someone come after a while.

She kicked the demon bone towards Lianjing, put the demon king on the ground, picked up a branch casually, and held it with both hands.

"What are you doing?"

"Kill him."

The man roared: "Stop, you dare!" ”

Mingshu tilted his head left and right, "If you don't dare, you look at it, I'll kill you." ”

The blood in the demon king's eyes was about to overflow, and the thin branch was from far and near.

The soft branches were like sharp swords, piercing straight through the heart of the demon king.

In the red eyes of the demon king, viciousness and ferocity seemed to overflow, but unfortunately the light was gradually dimming, and he opened his mouth and breathed hard.

He......

He was killed by a branch.

-

When the Sect Master of the Wuji Sword Sect and the Sect Master of the Qianyuan Sect arrived, Mingshu had already lit a fire and roasted the meat.

The man's eyes widened, and he lay on the ground bleeding from all his orifices, and the heaving of his chest proved that he was still alive.

The two looked at each other.

No, what did she bake?

What about the Demon King?

"July girl, where is the demon king?" The Sect Master of the Qianyuan Sect took two steps forward, looked around quietly, and made sure that there was nothing suspicious of the Demon King, and finally landed on the things she baked.

She won't eat the Demon King, will she?!

"Whoa." The branch in Mingshu's hand lit something to bake.

Sect Master of Qianyuan Sect: "......"

Sect Master of the Infinite Sword Sect: "......"

Seriously?

Demon King!

You actually baked it and ate it?!

"Look at what scares you." Mingshu turned the barbecue over, "I don't eat anything like that." ”

The Sect Master of the Infinite Sword Sect was majestic, "Where is the Demon King?" ”

This is a demon cultivator, whether she killed the demon king, or let the demon king, or go with the demon king, no one can say.

They had to see the Demon King with their own eyes to be reassured.

Mingshu smiled, "I won't tell you." ”

Angry or not?

Angry!

“……”

"July girl......" The sect master of the Qianyuan Sect was still about to speak, but was stopped by the sect master of the Wuji Sword Sect.

Clusters of ghost fire gradually emerged behind Mingshu.

The sect master of the Qianyuan Sect was taken aback, "Demon ......"

As a sect that enshrines the wooden card of the Demon Clan, the sect master of the Qianyuan Sect is still quite congested.

It's good, why did the demons come out?

He glanced at Mingshu with a strange look, "You released the demons?" ”

Mingshu: "Otherwise, did you still release it?" ”

Sect Master of Qianyuan Sect: "What are you doing letting the demon clan out?" ”

Mingshu: "Find the Demon King." ”

Sect Master of Qianyuan Sect: "...... In order to find the demon king, you released the demons?! ”

This demon cultivator's brain is sick, right?

Neither the demons nor the demons are good things.

The demon clan is cruel, but it is a tendon.

The demons are cautious and shameless, and revenge can wait for hundreds of years. Not everyone can ascend, as long as you run out of gas, they will collectively come to take revenge.

There is no more patient and shameless race in the cultivation realm than them.

If these two races are higher, the demons will win, and the consumption will also consume you.

Now the whereabouts of the demon king are unknown, and there is a demon cultivator who released the demon clan......

Do they fight or not?

The Infinite Sword Sect Sect Master lowered his voice, "The sword in her hand should be Lianjing. ”

At the beginning, Lianjing was also sealed with the demons.

The seal of the demon clan was broken, she held the Xi Evil Sword for a while, and the Broken Void Sword for a while, if it was a mirror, it would be reasonable.

As he was talking, he saw a man in a dark robe in the distance approaching.

The man's posture was like jade, his expression was proud, and as he walked, the surrounding scenery seemed to fade.

He held a piece of red bone in his hand, and the demonic aura lingered, but he was not affected at all.

The Sect Master of the Qianyuan Sect furrowed his eyebrows, there was a deep shock in his eyes, and he took half a step back under his feet.

The Infinite Sword Sect Sect Master's afterglow swept over the person beside him, and then looked at the man opposite, and some long-ago pictures gradually emerged.

Lian Jing handed the demon bone to the sect master of the Qianyuan Sect.

"Your Highness......" The sect master of the Qianyuan Sect lost his voice.

The Qianyuan Sect can enshrine the wooden plaque that seals the demon clan and leaves an early warning, and the relationship with Lianjing is much deeper.

...... year This highness, but he worshiped their sect, although he was only a nominal disciple.

Now the sect still has his portrait.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have recognized it at a glance.

"I'm just a sword spirit mirror now." Lian Jing's voice was slightly faint, and he put the demon bone into the hands of the sect master of the Qianyuan Sect, "I have my own measure in the affairs of the demon clan, you don't have to worry about it." ”

"Yes." The sect master of the Qianyuan Sect subconsciously responded.

"Go ahead."

The Sect Master of the Qianyuan Sect had no doubts at all, gave the Sect Master of the Wuji Sword Sect a look, and left holding the demon bones.

Mingshu stopped him, "That man...... Trouble throwing it away. ”

The sect master of the Qianyuan Sect glanced at the dying man on the ground, and the corners of his mouth twitched, but under the gaze of Lianjing, he could only drag the person away.

When he walked out of the old distance, the sect master of the Qianyuan Sect breathed a sigh of relief.

"He's not dead."

The Sect Master of the Infinite Sword Sect looked a little stunned.

The sect leader of the Qianyuan Sect said: "It is rumored that this highness was once the only dragon clan in the dragon clan who received the inheritance of the ancestral god of the dragon clan, we were not born at that time, but now we are fortunate to meet this highness of the dragon clan at the beginning." ”

The Sect Master of the Infinite Sword Sect looked at the rising sun in the sky, "That era, ah......"

It was a more chaotic time than it is now.

Demons run rampant.

But it is also an era when it is easier to soar, Jindan is everywhere, and there are as many yuan babies as dogs.

Countless legends are from that era.

And this Dragon Highness was the most amazing genius who appeared at the end of that era, and everyone thought that he would soar and have higher achievements.

It's a pity that he chose to put an end to the chaotic times where demons are rampant.

The Demon King is dead.

Demon ...... There are mirrors, it seems that there is nothing wrong with them?!

The Sect Master of the Qianyuan Sect looked puzzled, "Why does Your Highness want to be with that July?" ”

Sect Master of the Infinite Sword Sect: "Why didn't you ask just now?" ”

"How dare I!" Don't look at him younger than them, but they are seniors, and they were not born when they were in the limelight.

"Heh......"

"What are you laughing at, old thing, did you dare to ask just now?"

“……”

-

The demon bone that Lianjing gave to the sect master of the Qianyuan Sect was the unlucky demon king who had just been born and had not had time to stir up the storm.

The demon bone is the key to the formation of the demon king, and if it is not handled properly, it is only a matter of time before the demon king makes a comeback.

As for the demon bone that can command the demons, it was left by Lianjing and given to Mingshu.

Mingshu returned to the village, and most of the people in the village had retreated.

The Qianyuan Sect has the most people because their young sect master is here.

"Sister, sister, you're back." The young sect master waved his hand happily at Mingshu, "I knew you would definitely come back." ”

Mingshu: "......, I didn't expect your Buddhist father to leave you and run away again!"

The young sect master threw himself into Mingshu's arms, handed over the things in his hand, and smiled very flatteringly, "Sister, look, I left it for you." ”

Lian Jing didn't know what kind of sword he had become, green and shiny, scurrying around Mingshu.

What are you holding him for!

You haven't even hugged me!

Why hold him!!

Let go, let go of Lao Tzu!!