Suddenly opened his eyes, extremely sad and painful, and the young man with tears on his cheeks let Murong Xiaoxiao see another him. A Jin Yongsheng with a complicated look in his eyes and a desire to kill, and a fiery power released around him.

"Little Master, what's wrong with you?" Murong Xiaoxiao asked softly carefully.

"Nothing, after cultivating for a long time, my eyes are astringent. Jin Yongsheng wiped away the tears from his face, got up and walked to the bow of the boat.

The young man needs to calm down, he can't save Heng for a day, and he can't be at peace for a day.

Looking at the sky where the sun had already set, the young man suddenly swung his fists towards the sky one after another, and after the blink of an eye, the violent sound of exploding the sky and the power fluctuations in the air like water patterns were visible to the naked eye, which really shocked Murong Xiaoheng and the five hundred private troops of Murong Mansion outside the spaceship.

Just blasting the air with fist power, what kind of power does such a shot have? I'm afraid that it can only be done at the level of a big demon...... The question is, how old is Jin Yongsheng? The boy has not yet faded and his face is immature.

Behind Jin Yongsheng, Murong Xiaoxiao also showed a shocked look on her face, she had reached the realm of the Great Demon, and she was more sensitive to the feeling of power, she was very sure in her heart, in terms of strength alone, Jin Yongsheng was already above her. At this point, Murong Xiaoxiao felt that Jin Yongsheng had another layer of mystery on his body. Such a young human race actually has the power of the Sage Realm, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, who would have believed it.

Murong Xiaoxiao secretly thought to herself, when it comes to cultivation, the human race has surpassed the demon race too much...... It seems that his choice is right, with the cultivation ability of the little master, even if he is not born in the human race, his future development is immeasurable......

Murong Xiaoxiao's mind flowed, and a pair of beautiful demon eyes swept towards the spaceship, although the old military god had not appeared in the stone sedan chair, but Murong Xiaoxiao knew that there must be a big man hidden in it with her banshee's unique keen sense of smell.

Already in the same boat, sooner or later they will meet, Murong Xiaoxiao has the patience to wait for this big man to appear, and she will never take a step beyond Lei Chi.

Gathering his mind, Murong Xiaoxiao fell on Jin Yongsheng again, the young man seemed to have finished venting his depression, holding his hands behind him, standing tall and tall on the bow of the boat, in a trance, Murong Xiaoxiao felt that the young man's back was very stylish.

As the day progressed westward, when the night fell unhurriedly to the earth, Xiao Luo Lie was walking alone on a road leading to the Nine Dragon Temple more than 100 miles away from Alai City. He remembered his father's advice that in this life, even if he was a servant of the cow, he must follow the little master of Miaoshou, because it was he who brought hope to the ancient demon god family and gave the lord divine law, and did not let them continue to decline.

At midnight, under the reflection of the moonlight, a mountain that looks extremely abrupt and majestic on a plain comes into view, and at the foot of the mountain sits the Jiulong Temple, where the temple gate is tilted and damaged, and the main hall of the Buddha Hall has collapsed.

The spaceship stopped in front of the Kowloon Temple, and even the night could not hide the dilapidated and decaying atmosphere of this long-ago temple, and the gloomy, terrifying, and ghostly atmosphere surrounded the temple.

Jin Yongsheng, who still hadn't noticed that the old military god had woken up, took the lead in stepping off the spaceship, walking through the inclined temple gate, and there were dozens of broken monk corpses hanging under a towering tree in the temple.

Such a thrilling scene did not frighten Jin Yongsheng, and the reason why it did not frighten him was that the teenager had grown up, and the so-called art masters were bold.

Approaching the big tree, Jin Yongsheng looked up by the moonlight, and in addition to the ordinary monks, there was also an old monk with white eyebrows, white beards, ears and a big face.

Just by glancing at the corpse of the old monk, Jin Yongsheng had already concluded that he was Master Shangjing who the old military god was going to visit.

Jiulong Temple has been bathed in blood for some time, and the corpse of the senior monk in the temple hangs on this big tree, and no one has come to collect the body, which makes Jin Yongsheng very puzzled.

Of course, Jin Yongsheng didn't know that Han Boyan was vicious, he not only hung the corpses of Shang Jing and a senior monk in the temple, but also used magic to attract an uncivilized fierce demonic beast to eat the corpses on the tree every day. In addition, the monks of Jiulong Temple are all human races, and the demon clan does not like to enter the temple, and the Jiulong Temple has been isolated from the outside world for a long time.

In the demon world, the demon clan's feelings for the human race are more afraid than respectful, and secretly they dare not express hatred, especially the human warriors and monks, who can be said to be the biggest enemies of the demon clan.

In the demon world, there is no problem with the human race killing each other, but if a demon dares to kill the human race, it is a capital crime, just like a slave killed his master, he is wanted...... Of course, the dynastic law is the dynastic law, and if the human warriors don't have some good means, they don't dare to walk alone in the demon world, because there will always be some people in the world who are unwilling to be bound by any law.

The monks of Jiulong Temple were washed in blood overnight, for the demon clan who was closer to this place, it was not something they could manage, and more importantly, everyone was afraid of causing trouble for no reason, so they could avoid it.

Under the tree, Jin Yongsheng looked around vigilantly, and then instructed Murong Xiaoheng, who followed him forward, "Let everyone be on guard. ”

Jin Yongsheng has been crawling in the mountains and forests outside Jinjiazhuang Village since he was a child, and he knows how to hunt wild lynxes in the mountains and forests, including how to take care of their prey.

Most of the dozens of corpses on the trees were mutilated, and they looked like they had been bitten by large murderous objects.

Murong Xiaoheng listened to Jin Yongsheng's words, waved his hand behind him, and the five hundred private troops of the Murong family behind him immediately changed their defensive formation, during which a captain-level water demon shot an arrow in the air, the arrow was like a firework that soared into the sky, and instantly bloomed in the sky of the Nine Dragon Temple, and then the beautiful ice blue streamer like a flower umbrella has been gathering and not dispersing, reflecting the Nine Dragon Temple as if it were day.

Jin Yongsheng held his breath and scanned his eyeballs again, before he slowly stepped forward, and at the same time as his finger popped out, he flew up into the air.

In Jin Yongsheng's heart, the deceased is the greatest, even if Shang Jing is not an old friend of the old military god, it is to give him the most basic dignity and let him be buried in the ground, so after the young man was sure that he was safe, he wanted to collect the body for Shang Jing as soon as possible, but he stretched out his hand, and the eyes of Master Shang Jing, who was hanging his head towards him, suddenly opened, and a cold gaze that Jin Yongsheng could not describe in any words instantly penetrated Jin Yongsheng's body and soul.

Oh, my God!

Trick the corpse again!

At the beginning, he was scared half to death by Ami in the underground secret room of the Dragon Palace, and then he was hit by the corpse Gu technique and almost took Jin Yongsheng's life, and the young man's heart can be said to be extremely afraid of the corpse fraud.

The pores around Jin Yongsheng's body tightened, and he instinctively wanted to withdraw and retreat, but unfortunately his reaction was still a step too late, and Jin Yongsheng, who had been fixed, had to look at the old monk for a short time.

A powerful idea, like a golden angry wave, the rich Zen sound Buddha music broke through Jin Yongsheng's eardrums, and a different scene flashed in Jin Yongsheng's eyes-

A procession of 1,000 monks chanted scriptures along the way, dozens of wild bulls dragging a black dragon whose limbs were bound by thick chains full of golden scriptures, followed by a vast and endless army of Terran wars.

"Gods and demons are not separated, my generation holds the staff of the world, and should eliminate all evil...... Where the light of the gods shines, there is no longer a path of demons. ”

The voice from the ancient gods crushed all images, and Jin Yongsheng's vision was instantly stained with blood. In the blur, Yongping angrily opened a pair of blood-colored demon pupils, overlooking the cosmic firmament, and it was difficult to resist the murderous aura...... Jin Yongsheng couldn't help but be speechless, and muttered, "Yongping!"

At the same time, Wan Long was touched by the resentment of an ancient demon king, and the dark heartstrings that had been suppressed for a long time in his heart, and he suddenly opened his eyes angrily in the soul of the old army god, and a low dragon roar, and the wind suddenly howled in the sky above the Nine Dragon Temple.

"Dragon!" The old military god who was surprised by Wan Long's strange appearance called out, and Wan Long retracted his angry and bloody eyes.

In those days, the Protoss exterminated demons and demons with their own opinions; the demons began in the darkness and were not enlightened, and killing was instinct rather than their own heart, and for the Divine Race with extraordinary wisdom, the despicability of the original heart and the love of the heart to kill the war were even more terrifying; the Buddhists said that they were neutral, but the suppression of the demon race under their pagoda was all the demon race, but there were gods? They took the robbers, but they always flaunted the banner of light...... This Nine Dragons Temple is full of souls and souls of my clan......" Wan Long became more and more excited the more he spoke, and his eyes became blood-red and thicker.

"Dragon, everything in the world will eventually return to the source, I know you mind before, but all things and all spirits are ultimately chasing the way of survival. That era is over, there is no right or wrong, even the immortal gods are doomed, and only when the heart is true can it be liberated. Wanlong suddenly rose to demonic nature, which made the old army god look worried, after Wanlong returned to him, there were few times when his heart ascended to demonic nature, and that was extremely long ago, the old army god even thought that Wanlong's heart demon had been eliminated, and the demon path was completely isolated.

"Look at Yong Boy, he's trapped by your old friend. After Wan Long spoke in an irritable tone, his figure suddenly disappeared from the soul of the old army god.

Jin Yongsheng was trapped by Shang Jing?

The old military god was shocked in his heart, and when his divine sense swept towards Jin Yongsheng, Jin Shao was staring at the most strange thing in the world - Shang Jing spoke.

"The blood demon is coming, the blood armor is seeing the sun, the Buddhists have worked hard for thousands of years, but they still can't cut off the demon root, and the will of heaven is also ...... The demon hunter is hunted, and the thought is extinguished, is it good, is it evil? ”

Oh my mother!

Hell it all!

Jin Yongsheng howled in fear, and when he almost rolled his eyes and fainted, Na Shangjing had already closed his eyes and his body fell. All the visions in front of Jin Yongsheng also disappeared at the same time, and the young man who had regained his freedom of movement could not recover from the terrifying and terrifying experience, and a silent black shadow had suddenly rushed out from under Jin Yongsheng's feet.

Everything happened too fast, too unprepared, Jin Yongsheng's action of being fixed by Shang Jing seemed to Murong Xiaoheng and Murong Xiaoxiao, who had just walked out of the spaceship and entered the courtyard, so stiff.

Under Jin Yongsheng's stiffness, danger is approaching.

"Little Master, be careful! it's a ghoul!" Murong Xiaoxiao suddenly flew up and reminded Jin Yongsheng at the same time.

Ghouls!

What ghouls?

Jin Yongsheng, who had only come back from the other realm, lowered his head, only to see a stinking mouth of blood.

Damn, what the hell is going on!

Jin Yongsheng, who was suspended in mid-air, didn't have time to think about it, his palms turned into fists, and at the same time as he slashed out in an instant, his body took advantage of the momentum to retreat towards the trunk of the tree, and then a little under his feet, a flying immortal outside the sky, flicked his fingers at the ghoul who had already swallowed Shang Jing's body in one bite.

Jin Yongsheng: This is the first time I've seen a real demon.

This ghoul was huge, its body was like dirt and ashes, its virtual and real changes were uncertain, its movements were swift, and there was a stench of corpses in its path.

"Little Master, demon hunting requires extraordinary means, you step down, I'll bring him down. Murong Xiaoxiao's dress flew, and she was about to make a move, but Jin Yongsheng didn't give her a chance at all.

Jin Yongsheng saw that the ghoul had eaten the corpse of Master Shangjing, and for some reason he suddenly felt sad in his heart, like a brute bull rushing up to kill him, and he screamed on his mouth...... "You brute! You give Master Shangjing back to me! I let you eat, I let you eat ......."

The next moment, something happened that made all the Murong Mansion private soldiers present stunned.

They only saw a little monk, grabbing the ghoul demon's huge head and punching and kicking it, no one saw how he caught it, only heard the ghoul scream in pain, and in the end, the ghoul finally spit out Master Shangjing's body obediently, and even Murong Xiaoxiao stepped forward to put it into a magic urn with a pitiful and frightened look.

The little master is really extraordinary!

He's in a state of open-hanging.

Such a big ghoul, even if everyone went up together, it would take some time to subdue it, and the little master actually beat him down with his bare hands.

The five hundred private troops of the Murong family and Murong Xiaoheng looked at Jin Yongsheng with more awe.

The demon clan is still martial, and the strong have always been respected, as long as you are powerful enough, no matter what your background is, everyone will willingly surrender to you. Therefore, in the demon clan, those who can sit in high positions are often very powerful demons, and the higher the position, the stronger the strength. The demon clan is somewhat different from the human race, some big families of the human race are more literate, and the power of a warrior is sometimes not affected by cultivation, and it generally depends on the family background and wealth. In the ancient world, the literary saint was more popular than the martial saint and was respected by the aristocracy.