"Number one, haven't you arrived yet?"

Wu Meng pouted, put his two hands outside the "bathtub magic weapon", and felt the slightly damp clouds beside him. From the ground, it looks like a marshmallow cloud, but when you get closer, it looks like a thick fog, except for the moisture.

"Wu Meng's little princess, this is the eighty-second time you asked."

Fang Wuwei and Xiao Lian huddled together, looking at Sijian flying in front of him. A group of them were sitting on the "bathtub", closely following the sword that led the way and flying south.

For such a thing as rushing, why waste physical strength after having a magic weapon? Although the magic weapon also needs to be destroyed by Xiao Lian's true qi, a little bit of true qi can make everyone hundreds of times faster, and this simple benefit gain and loss can still be calculated by everyone.

As for why you didn't rush so much before? That's because I forgot.

"Cut. . . Number one, are you stupid? ”

Wu Meng pouted and asked boredly again.

"Wu Meng's little princess, I answered for the first time that I was not stupid. As a result, you immediately asked me a bunch of difficult questions that have not been answered in this century. ”

The corners of Fang Wuwei's eyes twitched, Wu Meng seemed to regard hitting herself as her great pleasure, either on the boring road, or on the road to find herself in various ways.

"The second time I replied that I was stupid. As a result, you said that people who realize that they are stupid will definitely not be stupid, and once again contradict me. ”

Shaking his head helplessly, Fang Wuwei turned his head and looked at Wu Meng and said seriously:

"So, I consider myself both stupid and not stupid. Also, Wu Meng, don't insult me anymore, I'll be angry. ”

"Number one. Are you angry? I really wanted to see it today. ”

Wu Meng tilted his head, leaned his ears on the white porcelain edge with his hair on his head, and asked Fang Wuwei. Her fluffy black hair fluttered in the wind, and her hair gently stuck to her cherry red lips, which seemed to be a little sexy.

It is said that dead pigs are not afraid of boiling water, and Wu Meng is estimated to be a dead pig. Although she is more than a thousand times more beautiful than a "pig".

“。。。”

Looking at Wu Meng helplessly, Fang Wuwei leaned back, and then stretched out his hand to pull away Wu Meng's hair that was sticking to the corners of her mouth.

"If you're that bored, why don't you go play cards with those three?"

Looking at Wu Meng, whose face was inexplicably red, Fang Wuwei pointed to the three people who were shrunk into a ball at the other end of the "bathtub".

Zheng Koumao, Shangguan Aolin and Xi Luoya are fighting the landlord in the wind with playing cards in their hands. It's just that they come from time to time with "Ah! The cards are flying! "Why is my bomb missing!" and other words, making Fang Wu really worried about whether they could finish the fight well.

"Don't!"

Wu Meng's face turned red and refuted Fang Wuwei. Her slender little hand gently covered her mouth and turned her head to no longer look at Fang Wuwei.

After Fang Wuwei turned his head in confusion, Wu Meng bit his lip and whispered angrily but as if he was happy:

"Death No. 1, won't you even apologize? I don't know if my fingers touch. Did you touch the lips of this genius? Hum.. ”

When it came to rushing to the south, Fang Wuwei still admired General Tang more. Fang Wuwei, who was confused by Wu Meng, stuck his head out of the bathtub and looked at the dense jungle ground.

"Boom!"

The continuous sound of impact sounded on the ground and reached the ears of everyone hundreds of meters in the air. A dusty road appears with General Tang running on the ground.

General Tang is like a human flesh opener, relying on his body to knock everything in front of him open, opening up a new path.

"It's so strong that it's perverted."

Fang Wuwei retracted his head and muttered. Although he had already fought with General Tang once, he probably knew about General Tang's strength. But he found that he seemed to have only seen the tip of the iceberg of General Tang's strength.

Every time General Tang did something new, Fang Wuwei would feel that a new tip of the iceberg had been revealed! Whenever I think that this should be all the strength of General Tang, right? But I immediately discovered that there was more strength hidden under the surface of the sea.

"Master, do you mean General Tang?"

Xiao Lian focused on controlling the magic weapon with a look on his face, and took the time to ask Fang Wu Wei.

Although this magic weapon is Xiao Lian's natal magic weapon (one level lower than the Yuan Soul magic weapon), he can continue to fly even if he dozes off the magic weapon, but because there are too many important people sitting on the magic weapon, Xiao Lian is cautious and does not dare to be distracted.

"Yes, a city was destroyed with one blow, isn't it that General Tang can say who else?" Fang Wuwei smacked his mouth, with a frightened expression on his face.

"Indeed, Tu'er also thinks that General Tang is very strong." Hearing Fang Wuwei's answer, Xiao Lian nodded. When he first saw General Tang's murderous appearance, he actually remembered the bloodthirsty and terrifying state of his master in his mind.

In Xiao Lian's heart, General Tang's strength had risen to the level of a master.

"By the way, Master, don't you really know General Tang?"

Thinking of General Tang, Xiao Lian naturally remembered the events when he stayed at the gate of Jiu Stay City. At that time, General Tang called out Fang Wuwei's surname, obviously knowing Fang Wuwei.

"There is an image, but I can't remember it."

Fang Wuwei shook his head, he was sure that he had never met General Tang. But the name General Tang seems to be buried in the deep sea of memory, vaguely existing.

"That's right."

Xiao Lian nodded, and at this time, Si Jian, who was leading the way in front of everyone, suddenly turned his head and said to the group:

"A few loose cultivators, we are about to arrive at the Guijian Sect. Today, a few of you will rest in the Guijian Sect first, right? ”

Listening to Sijian's words, the landlords and tenants sitting in the bathtub looked at the Guijian faction in the middle of the mountain

The majestic Guijian Sect is like a mirage in the white mist. From the foot of the mountain, a five-zhang high boulder gate sits in the middle of the mountain, and a winding path five people wide follows the trend of the mountaintop, or circles left or right. Several disciples of the Guijian Sect, dressed in white-clothed Taoist robes, walked towards the main hall step by step, with dignified and serious faces.

And the main hall of the Guijian Sect at the top of the Immortal Mountain is even more revealing of a domineering aura that cannot be provoked, looking at the entire mountain! This Sword Sect looked at it from the air, it was like a fairy sword falling from the sky, inserted into the scabbard of the earth! It is a veritable "return to the sword"!

"Oooh oh!!"

Wu Meng and Shangguan Aolin opened their mouths and watched the "Guijian Mountain" get closer and closer without squinting. They were stunned for a moment when they saw this non-existent image of the earth.

"Awesome."

Xiao Lian swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and couldn't help but be impressed by the majesty of the Mountain Gate of the Guijian Sect. But in addition to his admiration, he also has a little sense of comparison.

This belongs to the sword faction, and there is definitely no domineering spirit of the barbaric continuum faction.

"Please also ask a few people to come with me and go to the Keru Hall first to wait for a while."

Si Jian, who controlled the flight of the fairy sword, said with a smile, and then led the people on the "bathtub" to the guest hall of the Guijian faction.

He had more important things to do, that is, to take General Tang to meet the current master of the Guijian Sect.

"Uh-huh."

Fang Wuwei nodded a little confused, landing from the air to the solid ground made him feel a sense of security. But the reception hall in front of him, which was several meters high, was too shocking, making him have the illusion that he was not a guest in his dreams.

At this time, everyone also climbed out of the bathtub one by one and stood on the bright red carpet made of the beast's plush.

"Wow!!"

Wu Meng let out a surprised exclamation in this empty hall, and the girls on outings always like this.

"Cave man on the top of the mountain, you don't have such a big house over there!"

Wu Meng ran around, touching left and right, and then turned around and said to Xiao Lian with a slight mockery. The other side of her mouth naturally refers to the Congxin School created by Xiao Lian.

"Small. Little immortals. You can say so. ”

Hearing Wu Meng's words, Xiao Lian's face suddenly turned the color of pig liver. When he saw the Guijian Sect just now, he already had a trace of inferiority in his heart, and now he was directly picked out by the little immortals, and he was even more ashamed of himself.

"Good apprentice, your Congxin sect is the best sect you have ever seen for your teacher."

Seeing Xiao Lian's appearance, Fang Wuwei patted Xiao Lian's shoulder and whispered in Xiao Lian's ear. For Fang Wuwei, no matter how good the Guijian Sect is, it is someone else's sect, and only Xiao Lian's sect is the best sect.

No matter how wonderful someone else's life is, it's someone else's life. Only those who can enjoy their present life and keep making progress can be truly happy.

"Master."

Xiao Lian's eyes shone with a little light, and sure enough, the master could understand him.

"However, this Sword Returning Sect is more comfortable than your sect."

Fang Wuwei nodded with a smile, patted Xiao Lian's shoulder again, raised his steps and walked towards the outside of the Keru Palace, leaving Xiao Lian looking at his back with a confused expression.

After walking out of the Keru Palace, there is an empty blue brick and stone ground. A few bushes of welcoming pines sway in the corner of the square of the blue bricks, and wisps of green smoke rise from the incense burner in the square, as if you are really in a fairyland.

"Speaking of which, this mountain is also a kilometer high, right?"

Fang Wuwei frowned and muttered to himself. According to common sense, such a high mountain should be very cold, but Fang Wuwei didn't feel a trace of coolness.

It seems that the world of cultivation is not the same as reality, otherwise those who have achieved positive results and become immortals will all be suffocated to death.

"Guijian Mountain is 2,300 meters high, overlooking the North Forest and the South Mountain, which is really a treasure of feng shui."

A man's voice suddenly came from Fang Wuwei's ears. I saw that the man was wearing a white shirt, with a sword pinned to his waist, his face was like a crown of jade, his eyes were focused, and he was standing beside Fang Wuwei with his negative hand. After he finished speaking with a smile, he looked back at Fang Wuwei and asked:

"You're a guest of the Sword Sect?"

“？”

Fang Wuwei was stunned, this man appeared beside him out of nowhere, and he hadn't reacted yet. However, Fang Wuwei still nodded and replied politely:

"Hmm... Brought by a man named Sijian. ”

"Sijian is back."

The man nodded thoughtfully, then a smile appeared on his face, and he said to Fang Wu Wei:

"Under the Sword Liujun, welcome to the Guijian Sect."

"Oh. . . Well.. My surname is Fang.,Just call me Mr.。。 ”

Nodding in confusion, Fang Wuwei didn't know what this Jian Liujun was here for, why he wanted to greet him.

Just when Fang Wuwei looked suspicious and was about to avoid the man beside him, Si Jian's anxious voice came from the air.

"Second Door Master, why are you like a guest, I have worked so hard to find you!"

As Si Jian's anxious voice came, Si Jian and General Tang jumped down from the fairy sword and ran to Fang Wuwei and Jian Liujun's side.

“。。。”

Seeing Si Jian bow down to Jian Liujun, Fang Wuwei frowned, and only then did he realize that the man beside him was the current sect master of the Guijian Sect.

"Elder Sijian, the great power beside you, the master of this sect, but the one who has stayed in the city for a long time?"

Jian Liujun picked up Sijian, who was kneeling on the ground, and then looked at General Tang, who was eight feet tall and as burly as a stone statue. It's just that General Tang has an absent-minded look, and he doesn't look like the power in the mouth of a door master at all.

"Yes! The powerful surname is General Tangming, and he is the one who destroyed the magic circle of Jiuliu City. However, the great power is not malicious, and please don't punish the door owner! Si Jian bowed down and clasped his fists with both hands, and said to Jian Liujun extremely seriously.

"Haha! Is the master of this door so careful? The power to destroy the Emperor's Circle with his own strength, it's too late for the master of this sect to make friends! ”

Jian Liujun raised his head and smiled, as if he had heard some big joke. It seems that this door master is not a leader who does not know how to be reasonable, but he has a little bit of Fang Wuwei's appetite.

"Second Sect Master, regarding the crusade against Demon Cultivation, Si Jian has already mentioned it to General Tang. Do you want to talk to General Tang now? ”

"Hmm... Now that we're all here, let's talk about it. ”

Jian Liujun nodded, and the faint smile on the corner of his mouth disappeared, and he changed to a serious expression.

As for the dead Chang Jian, no one will remember that kind of scum if he dies anyway, so everyone is silent and doesn't talk about it anymore.

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Demon cultivators and demon cultivators are actually cultivators. It's just that one more magic word was added, and one more bad thing was done, and it became the target of many cultivators' crusades. Of course, a bad thing is enough to provoke the anger of people and gods.

This time, the difficulty of demon cultivation in the south was caused by a demon cultivator whose appearance was not clear and appeared a few months ago. No one knows who it is, because the people who have seen her face are dead. Only when you see her vague figure from a distance can one tell that it is a woman.

As soon as she appeared, she began to slaughter the sect, from the old master of the retreat to the young disciples of the new initiation sect, leaving no one behind. Everywhere we passed, there was a desolation, leaving nothing but blood and death.

In addition to killing, she neither takes the soul nor covets the treasures of heaven and earth, as if she regards killing as her own duty and as a way to obtain the meaning of life, which can be called a model murderer among murderers.

When the last small sect on the southern border perished, the major Xiuzhen sects in the south finally took action. The major cultivators organized several small-scale temptations, but they all failed without exception, and even the gate master of Qingshan Gate died in the battle.

Realizing the powerful sects of demon cultivation, he finally decided to gather together and gather the strength of everyone to destroy demon cultivation together.

And this is the story of the Demon Slaying Conference.