Xuan Qing welcomed Jiuli to the main hall. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The two of them sat opposite each other, and the two fragrant tea cups were immediately brought up by the attendants.

"Please use tea. ”

Xuan Qing raised his hand.

Jiuli smiled, picked up the teacup, put it to his lips and took a sip.

"Well, the Yunwu Mountain Tea is really a must of the Qingyang Sect, and I am refreshed after drinking it, and my heart is like stopping water. ＂

Xuan Qing smiled faintly, and couldn't help but take a sip.

"Brother Xuanqing can be on the eve of the battle with the Demon King, and he is still interested in inviting me to tea, which shows that he is confident. ”

"Whereever, my odds are sixty percent. Xuan Qing waved his hand, put down the wine cup, and said.

Jiuli came to appreciate Xuan Qing's outspokenness, and never hid it, even for a major event like the Battle Demon King, Xuan Qing also said his chances of winning, unlike the rest of the monks, no matter whether they can win or not, they will impassionedly say that they can.

"Okay, then I'll add another 10% to you, how about it?"

The corners of Jiuli's mouth were filled with a smile, and then he pointed behind him:

"Do you see my 10,000 Night Killers? This is my killer group, I have brought them all here now, and I am at your disposal!"

The Night Killers.

Once upon a time, it was a sect that made the world, an organization that everyone heard about and changed, those killers were not afraid of life and death, when Jiuli pointed at whom, they would not hesitate to aim their sharp knife at whom.

Everyone in the world knows that I am also terrible in the killer group.

Everyone in the world is afraid of Jiuli's ferocity, just because of the group of killers behind him.

Xuan Qing's mood was a little excited, he stood up and looked at the killers of the killer group. The moment he stood up, all the killers looked at Xuan Qing in unison, as if they were looking at a highly respected banner, and they knelt down one after another. The mouth shouted:

"I am willing to serve my master!

Tens of thousands of people shouted such a sentence in unison, I have to say, it is very shocking.

"Thank you, Nine Sect Masters. ”

Xuan Qing sincerely thanked him.

"Well, with my Night Killers joining, do you have a better chance of winning?"

"That's natural, with your killer group, Xuan Mou is at least seventy percent sure of fighting the demon king. ”

At this time, Jiuli raised his wine again.

"I will stay in Qingyang Sect and see you triumph with my own eyes!

The sound of cups colliding came out, and the two people replaced the wine with tea and drank it cleanly.

"I'll also add a 10% chance of winning!"

Obviously, the obedience of the two people seemed to be heard by people outside the hall, and a voice came out, and then from the end of the main hall, came a handsome boy, who wore a crown and stepped on cloud boots, looking full of energy.

"Brother Xuanqing, the little brother is here!"

Xuan Qing and Jiu Li were stunned for a moment, and looked towards the young man, and under that handsome face, they vaguely saw the shadow of the past.

Xuan Qing was overjoyed.

"Sima Shang!"

Xuan Qing put down the wine cup and went up to meet it, clenched his fists and slammed two punches on Sima Shang's shoulder.

Sima Shang just smiled, and this was the unique way of greeting between him and Xuan Qing.

"Why are you here? Looks like you're still king?"

Sima Shang smiled faintly: "The junior brother is originally the emperor of the human world, and unlike the God Realm, I am only in charge of those mortal things that have no cultivation ability. I brought 100,000 horses with me this time, and although it may not be enough to fight youkai, it is still more than enough to protect the city. ”

"Good, good!"

Xuanqing lacks such a guardian city now.

Now that he has Sima Shang's 100,000 horses, he has no worries when he sprints over with all his disciples.

At about ten o'clock in the evening, all the demons in the Ten Thousand Spirits Realm arrived.

Today, Xuanqing has 50,000 disciples of the Qingyang Sect, 10,000 elites of the Night Killer Regiment, 100,000 soldiers, and about 40,000 demons in the Ten Thousand Spirits Realm, about 200,000 or so.

That evening, a feast was held.

Humans, demons, spirits, and gods all gathered together, drinking the wine of the world and eating the delicacies of the divine realm.

For three whole days, everyone was immersed in a kind of joy.

As if it wasn't a big battle, but a reunion.

Three days later, in the early morning.

Ninety-nine bells rang in the Qingyang Sect, and all the personnel were assembled.

The flag rolls over.

Xuan Qing sat in the center of the command array, standing on a high tower, looking down on the surroundings of the Qingyang Sect.

According to the agreement, the demon king will give a reply at this time.

Whether it is war or peace, it will soon be known.

After a while, the surrounding rain rolled over, and large clouds gathered in the dark from a distance. Accompanied by this large group of dark clouds, the demon king rushed over with a million demon soldiers.

They lined up in the clouds, and there was no end in sight.

Slowly, in the clouds, a huge black shadow flashed, the black shadow had a beard and a pair of leopard eyes, protruding, looking down on the Qingyang Sect.

"Oh, it seems that there are quite a few people! Are they all good meals for us? haha!"

The voice of the demon king was like a bell, and the voice carried a huge coercion, which passed out of the clouds and fell into the ears of everyone in the Qingyang Sect.

All the people trembled in unison, and the eighty percent chance of winning that they originally thought was less than two percent in front of the million demon soldiers at this moment.

The number of demon soldiers far exceeded their imagination.

"Don't panic, go according to the plan!"

Xuan Qing's expression was as usual, and he was not frightened by the sudden increase in the number of demon soldiers, but sat quietly, just waiting for the arrival of the demon king.

A moment later, the demon king fell from the clouds with a million demon soldiers.

Millions of demon soldiers immediately surrounded the Qingyang Sect.

"Demon King, are you here?

Xuan Qing's voice was quiet with an unyielding force.

The demon king put on a posture, and his subordinates immediately turned the coral demon king's chair up, and the demon king sat on it, looking domineering like a king.

"In three days, I just mobilized my old department, and it is almost impossible to get Lao Tzu to surrender!

"Hahaha!"

The demon king laughed wildly, causing the demons behind him to laugh too. For a while, all kinds of strange laughter filled the Qingyang Sect.

"Oh, yes? It just so happens that I have also summoned the old department, so let's see who is more powerful in your old department or my old department!"

"Okay! I'll see!"

The demon king put on a posture, ready to step forward to meet Xuanqing.

But suddenly a centipede came to him behind him, and the centipede had taken shape, turning into a young man in brown clothes, and the brown hair on his head was constantly fluttering.

"Great King, he is just a mortal human being, why do you need a refugee to do it yourself, or let the little youth will meet him!"

"It's good!"

The Demon King said.

The next moment, the hundred-legged centipede immediately flew up and pounced on He Xuanqing.

Xuan Qing's expression did not move, and when the centipede flew to him, his cold eyes were suddenly stunned.

The next moment, his arm waved.

There was a flash of light in the air, and the centipede was immediately knocked out a hundred meters away.

Xuan Qing immediately shouted angrily:

"If you want to fight me, you're far from qualified!" (To be continued.) )