Jian Hongyuan is far more powerful than Su Qi imagined, although he is also holding one, but this Buddhist monk who has been away from the Western Desert for many years is obviously much better than the Blood Holy Demon Emperor, especially after finding that the relics were polluted, his anger was blazing, and even the Buddha body became the appearance of angry King Kong, the Buddha qi on his body was like a burning flame, his feet stepped on the mountains, his huge body was half-bent, and his fists smashed wildly, beating the Blood Holy Demon Emperor so much that he could barely raise his head.

The battle below has long been over, without the Blood Saint Demon Emperor Town, his subordinates were almost quickly defeated under the disadvantage of numbers, several commanders of the Great Night City are very experienced, and they brought special bundles of demon ropes, and tied up the demon clan captured alive, in this battle, thirteen demon clans died, and the remaining twenty-one people were all captured alive.

Everyone looked up at this big battle of hugging, Jianhong had the upper hand, but for the monk of Baoyi, it was not so easy to distinguish between life and death, both sides still had unplayed hole cards, and the Blood Holy Demon Emperor was one of the top ten royal families, and the life-saving means on his body were only a lot more than those of the same level, whether it was killed or captured alive, it was not an easy task.

The two major repairs began to use their real strength, and the Dao Marks shuttled between the two huge Dharma bodies, this kind of competition for the Dao Origin Perception was very dangerous, Su Qi and the others quickly retreated south, until they flew out of the distance of five or six miles, and suddenly heard a sharp whistling, and the Eight Desolation Sword held in Su Qi's hand also trembled instantly.

In the far north, there was a silver light that cut through the sky, like a soldier of the gods, in an instant, this extremely fast sword greatly exceeded the expectations of the Blood Saint Demon Emperor, he did not expect at all that in addition to Jianhong from the southern night city, there was also a big enemy in the direction of Zhongzhou.

This silver long sword slammed into the Blood Saint Demon Emperor's Dharma Body.

The screams were like thunder, the Blood Saint Demon Emperor writhed his body in pain, he retreated again and again, fell to the ground, crushed a mountain peak, and also crushed countless trees, he stretched out his huge claws, trying to pull out the small long sword, but it pierced into his shoulder, the sword body was completely submerged in it, and he couldn't pull it out at all, and finally he had to transform the law body and turn into a real body that was only three zhang high.

He fell to his knees, his right hand gripping the long sword on his left shoulder, a little force, the intense pain made him convulse, and when he turned his head to see the small words on the hilt, his eyes erupted with hatred and anger.

"Changliu Mountain......" he gritted his teeth and whispered, an iron ring on his wrist quietly lit up, and a circle of dao patterns suddenly appeared under his feet, and the space was torn in an instant, and half of the Blood Holy Demon Emperor's body immediately disappeared.

"Want to go?"

High in the air, Jianhong snorted coldly, slapped it with one palm, and the powerful Buddha power instantly shattered the spatial crack, and flew down a finger, and a beam of Buddha light turned into a cage, restraining the Blood Holy Demon Emperor, and when he resisted, he slapped a palm mercilessly, beating the big demon to the point of spitting blood.

Seeing that the Blood Saint Demon Emperor had lost the ability to resist, Jian Hong looked to the north, folded his hands, and whispered a Buddha name, "Thank you for your help." ”

"This is what it should mean, why should Jianhong's predecessors thank you?"

"Is the mountain lord passing by this time, or is he prepared?"

"It is both fate and preparation, I originally came to find a little disciple in the mountain, I saw the chaos of the avenue here from a distance, I knew that someone was fighting here, and I came here to take a look, but I didn't expect that it was Jianhong's predecessors who fought with the demon clan in this place," A man in a Taoist robe galloped from afar, his beard was white, his body was thin, and he looked like a fairy wind Dao bone, he glanced down at the Blood Saint Demon Emperor, and said with a smile, "I didn't expect such a demon clan to mix in Nanling, I don't know what it is?"

Jian Hong glanced at the Great Night City and didn't answer, but asked, "That little disciple of your family, but you're walking with the eldest lady of the Chen family?"

"Exactly," the mountain lord of Changliu was stunned for a moment, "Seniors have seen it?"

"The eldest lady of the Chen family is nearby, and your disciple in the mountain is also in the Great Night City, why don't we go back to the city for a while? Speaking of which, I haven't seen the mountain master for several years. ”

"That's a hassle for seniors. ”

Jianhong smiled, "We are all guests, and the trouble is the real owner of this place. After speaking, he clasped his hands together again, "I have to ask the mountain lord to help me first and imprison this Blood Holy Demon Emperor." ”

Half an hour later.

The city lord's mansion of the big night city is brightly lit, the maids and servants who come and go carry the best spiritual tea and fruits and vegetables, and constantly send them to the lobby of the mansion, the distinguished guests here are Jianhong and the lord of the mountain for a long time, because there are great monks, so the people of the city lord's mansion are very careful to prepare the popular sand bitter tea in the West Desert, which is a kind of spiritual tea that only grows in the West Desert, for Jianhong, a monk who has left the West Desert for decades, this cup of sand bitter tea really reminded him of the past years.

"It seems that Jianhong's predecessors have not returned to the Western Desert for many years. The mountain lord of Changliu saw Jianhong's emotion and said with a smile.

"Since I resigned from the first seat of the East Hall and went to Zhongzhou, I have felt shameless to face the senior brothers in the temple, so I have never dared to go back," Jianhong shook his head and smiled bitterly, "But entering the Heavenly Machine Pavilion has benefited me a lot, and it can be regarded as a little comfort." ”

The mountain lord smiled and focused his gaze on the others in the hall.

The two of them sat on the main seat because of their superb realm, and the city lord of the big night city humbly sat in the first place on the lower right, the big night city has thirty chambers of commerce to build together, and the city lord is also a three-year round, and the people selected by the various chambers of commerce are respectively served, at this time, this happens to be the person of the Yongan Chamber of Commerce in Zhongzhou, and has dealt with the lord of Changliu Mountain several times, so he is very clear about the temper of this mountain lord.

Jiang Ping, the leader of the Great Night City, sat beside him, seemed to be a little uneasy, his eyes continued to sweep over Jianhong's body, this time the relics were lost near the Great Night City, although the main responsibility was on the Xilin Trading House itself, but there was also the reason why the investigation of the Great Night City was not effective, which led to the mixing of the demon clan's spies.

There was a small sword cultivator sitting on the left hand side, it was Chang Xiaoliu, he was still a little drowsy, holding the sword and shaking, just seeing his own mountain master, he just bowed, and then yawned and sat in the chair.

"What about that Miss Chen?" the Mountain Lord of Changliu asked curiously, "I heard that the Sword Gate Peak Lord is also here. ”

"She went to the Heavenly Prison, and the Eight Desolation Peak Lord of the Sword Gate also accompanied her, saying that she wanted to interrogate those demon clans in person," Jiang Ping replied, "Although all the demon clans have been captured, the relics are also ....." He paused, "chased back, but there are two key people who are still not caught, one is named Bai Qinan, and the other is named Huangfu Ao, these two people should be the spies of the demon clan, but now their whereabouts are unknown." ”

"I see," the Changliu Mountain Lord said with a smile, "Everyone in the world says that this Chen Muqi is the second Wei Wudi, I don't think so! Where would Wei Wuqi do such a thing of wasting cultivation time? Interrogating the demon clan and catching the spies, in the final analysis, isn't it all for the sake of making a meritorious contribution and giving the Chen family in Zhongzhou a prestige?"

Jianhong smiled, "The Chen family has indeed been very difficult these years, but with Chen Muqi here, it can't be done." ”

"This Wei and Chen families are afraid that they will become giants in Zhongzhou in the future. The lord of the mountain sipped his tea and said with a smile.