It's going to rain, people have to pretend to be forced, and after leaving with the Yin Yang Sect Master, Li Busian left his second daughter and came to the bedroom alone to meditate, thinking about the big plan of dressing and coercing.

The way of pretending to be forced has a long history, and there are countless schools of its portal, but in the end it is for a purpose, to produce their own psychology in the hearts of others, which is related to the historical image, literary image, and folk image, and those who can reach the peak in the three fields are well-deserved emperors.

Li Bumian's five fingers clenched tightly, clenched into a fist, a cold glint flashed in his eyes, and a sickly and distorted face appeared on his face, muttering to himself.

"I'll come, I'll see, I'll hang!"

The rumor of unifying the Southern Regions aroused the ambition in Li Bumian's heart, and the big husband acted regardless of right and wrong.

With a sharp weapon, murderous intentions, not in his position, not in his government, called the emperor and the emperor, the power of the world, who has never thought?

......

On this day, all the major demon sects in the Southern Regions received an invitation, which was originally a good thing, but the content of their posts was extremely terrifying.

"The Yin Yang Demon Sect set up a banquet and invited the heroes of the Southern Regions to congratulate the Blood Abuse Pavilion Lord Yin Feng on his victory, and those who did not arrive were disrespectful to the Blood Abuse Pavilion Lord. ”

The Yin Yang Demon Sect only invited the Demon Dao Sect that had the right to speak in the Southern Regions, not to mention the low-end sects such as the Yin Wind Sect, excluding the Xuanyin Palace, one of the five famous sects that was whitewashed by black, a total of twelve forces.

The heads of the major forces were all shocked, the prestige of the Blood Abuse Pavilion Lord had already spread to the south and the north, and who in the world did not know the king?

Thinking of the rumor spread in the Scattered Cultivation Realm, the heads of the major forces were worried, if it was just the Blood Abuse Pavilion Lord taking this opportunity to announce his identity, but in this invitation, the Yin Yang Sect Master added a line of words, it was the rumor that was spreading, so the water of this feast was much deeper.

Even a fool can see that this is a sinister Hongmen banquet, if the Blood Abuse Pavilion Lord really wants to unify the Southern Regions, then this banquet must take a stand, under the nest, there will be no eggs?

The most terrifying point is, why would the Yin-Yang Demon Sect hold a banquet for the Lord of the Blood Torture Pavilion? The strength of the Yin-Yang Demon Sect is first-class, except for the five sects that rule the Southern Regions, it is already the top strength, and the reason for this is extremely scary.

No force dares not to come, the name of the Blood Abuse Pavilion Lord is too big, before he weighs it clearly, he must not easily make enemies, and there are many forces who go to the banquet, so he can naturally act at the opportunity.

......

Due to the vast territory of the Southern Regions, ordinary people would not be able to complete it even if they exhausted dozens of generations, and considering the distance traveled by the major forces to the banquet, Li Busian extended the original grace period of three days to a full seven days.

In the building next to the waterfall, Li Busian sat on the Taishi chair, playing with two Baoding iron balls in his hand, quite a hero.

"How's your doing?"

Li Budian's tone was flat, not angry but threatening.

"Back to the Pavilion Master, I have already informed all the Demon Dao Sects in the Southern Regions that can speak, plus the Nanyang Sect, a total of thirteen factions, in addition, the Old Man of Heavenly Cry will also come here. ”

Li Bumian's tone was cold, "Why didn't you notify the Righteous Dao Sect?"

"Back to the pavilion master, the righteous path of the Southern Regions and the good and evil of the demon path have not been incompatible since ancient times, even if the ancient family comes, they will not buy it. ”

Li Halfian frowned, "Gu family?"

The Yin Yang Sect Master's eyes flashed, and he thought about it, the Blood Abuse Pavilion Master had never even heard of the Gu family, could it be that he was not a native of the Southern Regions?

"The ancient family covers the sky with one hand, the five famous sects are half of the masters of the Southern Regions, and the other half is this ancient family, which has a long history and has stood for tens of thousands of years, and it is a behemoth that has survived from the previous era. ”

Li Sleepian played with the Baoding Iron Ball, and he had a plan in his heart.

In the following days, the disciples in the Yin-Yang Demon Sect continued to evacuate outward, distributed to some cities under the jurisdiction of the Yin-Yang Demon Sect, no one can say what will happen next, let these low-strength disciples stay here, if it is a fight, the battle of the Void Refining Cultivator is already a fight with immortals, and the aftermath of the battle will hit, and it will turn into ashes if it doesn't last for a second.

As one flying magic weapon after another descended on the Yin-Yang Demon Sect, the invited forces also landed on the islands in the Yin-Yang Lake one after another, the Heavenly Demon Palace, the Evil Monarch's Mansion, the Teng Snake Society, the Ruthless Building, and so on, all the first-class Demon Dao sects in the Southern Regions gathered here.

In the mansion of the Yin Yang Demon Sect, there was a smell of wind and rain coming, and people were panicking, all talking about the matter of the blood abuse of the pavilion master.

"This time, all the top-ranked Demon Dao sects in the Southern Regions are here, I don't know what the Blood Abuse Pavilion Master wants to do. ”

"Adapt to the situation, there is a lot of weirdness in this, but it is rumored that there is a moon wine at this banquet, and it is not worth the trip. ”

......

Seven days later, in a magnificent palace of the Yin-Yang Demon Sect, rows of dark blue lampposts emitted a cold glow, and the atmosphere was depressing and deadly.

A long table of spirit crystals that is large enough to sit for twenty people is full of jade plate delicacies, full of heavenly and earthly treasures, and the chairs around are full of people, all of whom are in charge of the major demon sects, all of them are monstrous, with gloomy faces, and they are all powerful people who can move mountains and seas with a gesture.

Behind them stood a group of subordinates, all of them unsmiling, like puppets, lifeless.

"Why haven't you come yet? I've been waiting for half an hour. ”

The palace master of the Heavenly Demon Palace was a middle-aged man who was unrecognizable, both ears were cut off, and a face seemed to have been corroded by poison, pitted and extremely unbearable.

The two fingers of the Heavenly Demon Palace Master kept tapping on the spirit stone tabletop, and he already had a look of impatience.

"That pavilion master's shelf is inevitably too big, when has my Evil Monarch's Mansion waited for others like this?"

A young woman standing behind the head of the Evil Monarch's Mansion said.

Everyone present groaned, and seemed to agree with the woman's statement.

Syllable!

The head of the Evil Monarch's Mansion slapped the woman in the face and scolded angrily: "Silence, is this a place where you can speak? After you go back, I will punish you for facing the wall for ten years!"

The head of the Evil Monarch's Mansion looked extremely feminine, with a ghostly evil aura between his eyebrows, which made people shudder, and after a pause, he continued: "Don't say it's half an hour, if the Yin Wind Sect's 10,000-mile giant pit was made by him, let us wait for a month, a year, so what?"

The young woman looked aggrieved, but she didn't have a good seizure, knowing that her father was just acting like this in front of outsiders, but there was still a trace of displeasure in her heart.

"The old man heard that the old man will come here today, why didn't he see his shadow?"

The gray-haired old woman frowned and felt a little uneasy.

"That's right, Old Monster Xue, my Nanyang Sect gathered with your Demon Dao under the guise of seeing the old man crying in the sky, and the old man in the sky cried if he didn't come, wouldn't it be a shame for me to go back this time?"

The archdeacon of the Nanyang Sect was already a little unhappy with his hands in his arms, and he came here this time because there was a major order from above, and there was no room for the slightest mistake.

The Yin Yang Sect Master saw that everyone was a little impatient, and just wanted to play a round, when there was a sound of flying magic weapons breaking through the air outside the palace, and everyone looked out of the door.