Bei Ming flicked his sleeves and quickly shot out three meditation mantras: "Jingzhi, if you can't protect Qingming's spiritual platform, then even if you break through the bottleneck and enter a higher cultivation, you will only fall into the demon path."

Jingzhi closed his eyes, and after a moment, he whispered hoarsely, "Poor Dao is very uncomfortable."

"Uncomfortable?"

"Outside Zengcheng, Poor Dao witnessed the innocent thirty-two mortals being killed by a demon to pieces, and the mortals wept bitterly, begging the demon to raise their noble hands, but the demon only laughed and didn't care at all."

Bei Ming couldn't help frowning: "You saw it with your own eyes?".

Jing Zhi opened his eyes, and the cold in his eyes was like frost: "You don't believe it?"

"It's not." She did smell the demon at the scene of the killing, but she couldn't be sure, the demon who killed the person was Yan Hua?

And she has known Yan Hua for many years, although this guy was born strangely, but his temperament is rare and clear.

Jing Zhi opened his eyes and looked gloomy: "Beiming, what you said, Poor Dao remembers it, the poor monk listened to what you said, and no longer believed the words of those who slandered the demon clan in the world, until outside Zengcheng, Poor Dao saw the cruelty of the big demon with his own eyes."

Jing Zhi turned sideways, no longer looking at Beiming, and he landed his frosty cold gaze on Yan Hua, whose eyes were blood-red: "And Jinling, do you know how many people died quietly in this city that never sleeps?"

Looking at the corner of the Yanke Building, dozens of corpses of ordinary people, lying there quietly, Bei meditated for a while, and replied, "Jingzhi, I can't refute you, but I always feel that something is wrong."

"Wrong?" Jing Zhi sneered, "Beiming, you are a demon, so naturally you are protecting the demon."

"I—"

Jing Zhi hurriedly interrupted Beiming's defense: "Perhaps, you are not only protecting the demon who kills people, even you have killed people in the past."

Northern meditation curses.

If the person in front of her was not a beauty who told her to toss and turn, she would have been polite! Say she's killed someone? If she is a god monarch, she dares to kill, isn't she afraid of being split into ashes by the Nine Heavens Xuan Thunder?

But Jingzhi didn't care whether she was angry or not, he anxiously raised the blood-stained long sword in his hand: "Banshee, if you don't loosen the enchantment, Poor Dao will have a sword against you."

Bei Ying laughed angrily, "Okay."

At the same time, the killing of Yankelou is also dangerous.

Although there are as many as 100 people who came to Jinling to question Yan Hua, however, these 100 people together can't help Yan Hua, most of the 100 people who have cultivated have fallen to the ground and are dying, and Yan Hua, who stopped in mid-air, has an ugly hand like a chicken paw, which is tightly choking Li Shaoheng's neck.

As soon as he exerted a little force, Li Shaoheng wanted to move his head.

At the last moment, three figures suddenly broke into the Yanke Building, and the three of them instantly joined the battle, calling the people and demons who were in a mess to quickly return to everyone.

At this time, Jing Zhi's sword had already crossed Beiming's neck, but Beiming didn't care, her eyes were all on the three people who suddenly appeared.

Because of these three people, she knew them all.

It was the demon king Jiang Li who grabbed Yan Hua, the one who protected Li Shaoheng was the master of Sanxiu Cen, and the one who stood in the center was her own brother, the god king Yunqing.

Yun Qing's gaze was fixed on the long sword on Bei Ming's neck, only to see his sleeves flick suddenly, and Jing Zhi, who was facing her horizontal sword, was swept into the wall of the Yanke Building.

The God King's merciless blow caused Jing Zhi to spurt out a thick blood: "Cough-"

Master Cen, who was protecting Li Shaoheng, was in a hurry, quickly let go of Li Shaoheng, and rushed to Jing Zhi's side: "Xichen, are you okay?"

The injured Jingzhi was speechless.

Master Cen was furious because of this, and he roared angrily at the God King, "Yunqing Immortal Monarch, what are you doing to hurt Xichen?!"

Bei Ming looked anxious, for fear that Yun Qing would tell that she was a god and his sister, so she hurriedly shook her head at Yun Qing faintly.

She is a god, but everyone here regards her as a demon.

The God King stared at the North Ming without a trace, and then smiled faintly at Master Cen: "This person and a demon are all pure people with pure hearts and no blood, and the deity thinks that it will not be long before they can complete their merits and fly into Kunlun.

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"Huh?" Master Cen was shocked, "Really?"

Yun Qing raised his hand and saluted Jing Zhixing, who hit the wall: "This Taoist friend, the deity will be anxious, for fear that the Taoist friend will be involved in killing karma, in order to hinder the Taoist friend, I don't know the severity of the attack, and I ask the Taoist friend to be more considerate."

Jing Zhi, whose face was pale, leaned against the wall, struggled to get up, he half leaned on Master Cen, and bowed respectfully to Yun Qing: "Thank you Immortal Jun for the poor way."

Beiming sighed secretly, sighing that her brother had the ability, obviously he was angry when he saw people coercing God, but he was able to make up a convincing and high-sounding reason in an instant.

Everyone knows that the gods are compassionate, and if people, demons, ghosts, and demons want to cultivate virtue and perfection, in addition to self-cultivation, they must also cultivate their minds, and for people, demons, ghosts, and demons, cultivating their minds is compassion.

But as a divine monarch, Beiming is sure that this heart has nothing to do with compassion.

Glancing at Yun Qing's annoying face, Bei Ming lowered his eyes and quietly asked Yun Qing with his mind, "Brother, why are you here?"

Yun Qing's expression remained unchanged, but the voice that replied to Bei Ming was extremely cold: "Didn't the deity ask you, why are you here?"

"Uh......"

"If the deity remembers well, Xu Shi'an is still in Kunlun at this moment."

Look at her, why do you have to give Yun Qing a message? Isn't it beautiful to pretend to be dead?

It's a pity that she wanted to pretend to be dead, but Yun Qing didn't give her a chance: "Your business, the deity will ask later."

"......" Bei Ming drooped his head, wanting to retreat quickly, but heard Yun Qing add impatiently, "Bei Ming, why are you here, the deity doesn't ask, but if you want the deity not to worry about stealing down the mountain with you, you'd better learn the stones of the mountain and keep silent."

"......" Bei Ming's footsteps paused.

Living in the shadow of the god king Yunqing all the year round, she is very sure that Yunqing is very unhappy at this moment, if she doesn't want to be thrown into the depths of Buzhou Mountain, she had better be obedient.

Beiming, who wanted to simply sneak away, decided to stay for a while, considering that she was really weak, she retreated until there was no way to retreat before stopping.

As far as the people and demons in this room are concerned, she is an insignificant little person, and she can't attract the slightest attention, and their eyes are all on Yunqing, Jiang Li, and Cen Fuzi.

Jiang Li raised his eyebrows, and asked Yan Hua angrily, "What's the matter?"

When the little demons saw the demon king coming, they all knelt on the ground in fear, and Yan Hua, who was not afraid of heaven and earth, and had a very bad temper, was like a child who had done something wrong, and pityfully clubbed beside Jiang Li: "My king, don't blame me for this."

"I don't blame you, who do I blame?"

Yan Hua wanted to cry: "They came to Jinling first, and they were the first to move."

Jiang Li sighed lightly: "Yan Hua, there is a reason for this, you shouldn't be too impulsive."

"Huh?" Yan Hua was stunned, looking at the demon king who was protecting the human cultivator in disbelief, "My king, what did you say? They have all been killed in Jinling, and if I don't fight back, won't they kill me?"

Jiang Li was speechless when he was asked, and a pair of amorous peach blossom eyes quietly fell on the god king Yunqing.

Damn-

Bei Ming almost screamed.

What's the situation?

If Jiang Li's eyes are not convulsive, he is facing her brother***, right?

Beiming worked hard to paste the pillars, she was afraid that her brother would be so angry with Jiang Li that he sacrificed the Xuanyuan Long Sword, with the ability of the demon king, she might not be able to die, but she was afraid of being affected.

However, the fight she expected did not happen, and Yun Qing happily walked to Jiang Li's side in the eyes of Jiang Li's help, standing side by side with him.

What made Bei Ming even more dumbfounded was that Yun Qing actually took the initiative to reach out and gently patted Jiang Li's shoulder, and Jiang Li was full of spring in an instant.

"......" The God King and the Demon King have ***?

Bei Ying glanced over and glanced at the dark night sky, she wanted to see if there was thunder and lightning flickering behind the clouds. After all, if the demon king and the god king fall in love, it is an indecent one, and even if the Heavenly Dao splits a Nine Heavens Xuan Thunder, there is no need to be surprised.

However, the night was silent.

Jiang Li, who was comforted by Yunqing, smiled and arched his hand towards Master Cen: "Master Cen, can I bother you and them."

Explain what happened in Zengcheng?"

"Don't worry, Demon King, that's what I'm here for." After saying that, Master Cen strode to the center, "Master Li, and fellow Daoists, please be calm and don't be impatient, and wait for me to explain the reason for this incident and resolve the misunderstanding."

"No misunderstanding." Li Shaoheng touched the neck of the red clawed cloth neck, and said angrily, "Master Cen, the great demon Yan Hua slaughtered thirty-two people in Zengcheng, but I and Le Zhengdao friends saw each other, how could there be a misunderstanding?"

Jing Zhi, who was seriously injured internally, supported his body and walked to Li Shaoheng's side: "Master Cen, the matter is just as Senior Brother Li said, the big demon Yan Hua killed people, and he was seen by the poor Dao and others."

Master Cen sighed and asked, "Xichen, do you really see that the demon is Yan Hua clearly?"

"This ......" Jing Zhi shook his head, "Back to Master Cen, that demon wears a Yaksha mask, Poor Dao has never seen his face, but the poor monk remembers his breath, it is indeed the great demon Yan Hua."

Master Cen nodded, and then handed Jiang Li a look.

Jiang Li understood and shouted, "Holly!"

I saw a big demon wearing red clothes and wearing a yaksha mask jumping out of the void.

Jing Zhiben's face was undoubtedly convinced, and the moment he saw Holly appear, it cracked, and his gaze shuttled back and forth between Yan Hua and Holly: "This...... What the hell is going on?"

Jiang Li's eyes sank, and he said, "Holly, still not telling the truth?"

"My king, I didn't say I was Yan Hua."

Under the Yaksha mask, what kind of expression Holly is, Bei Ming doesn't know, judging by the voice of his voice, Holly feels that he has not made any mistakes.

Looking at Yan Hua who was involved, he didn't seem to feel that Holly was mistaken for him, which was something he had to be angry about.

The strangeness here may not be understood by others, but she has always been friendly with the demon clan, so it is quite clear.

In the early years, Jiang Li was not a demon king, and when the big demons were still happy, Yan Hua often went to the world because he loved to watch dramas.

Somehow, he has a very bad reputation in the world, even if he is staying in Jinling all the year round, but when he is mentioned in the world, he still grits his teeth, as if all the bad things of the demon clan were committed by Yan Hua alone.

But in fact, Yan Hua is a lazy temper, others don't mess with him, he is indifferent.

On the contrary, it is the big demon Holly, because he was born with a defect, his temperament is very eccentric, before Jiang Li became the king, Holly did not hesitate to kill mortals in order to make himself have a more replaceable handsome face, however, Holly kills people and kills, and always frames Yan Hua for the crime of killing and skinning, although Yan Hua knows, he doesn't care very much.

Obviously, the demon who killed in Zengcheng this time was not Yan Hua, but Holly.

But whether it is Yan Hua or Holly, for the world, it is a demon who kills people, no difference.

Sure enough, Li Shaoheng didn't care about the holly that suddenly jumped out, and he asked the demon king directly: "Jiang Li, when you were the king of Youdu, you promised that you would restrain the demon clan well.

But today, one of the four demons under your command actually killed thirty-two ordinary people in the Zengcheng realm, and the other big demon under your command indulged the little demon in Jinling to suck up the essence of mortals!

Demon King Jiang Li, if you can't give an explanation to the world today, don't blame the world and the secluded world for not giving up!"