"Hmph, what treasure can you have, I heard that the famous demon hunters are like beggars in mortal towns."

One person looks like a cat but his face is full of black lines, and he does not hide the sarcasm in his eyes.

"As far as I know, this person never takes treasures, but only asks for silver for mortals," a demon echoed.

"What treasure can there be, can it be a silver ticket to the immortals? Haha"

They gathered together and taunted Mizusawa loudly, it would be better if he was scolded for being in a hurry, the immortals are here, can you still be allowed to be presumptuous?

"Don't be impulsive, you can't take this snake green", Shang Yina saw that they were so excessive, and hurriedly comforted Mizusawa.

And he just waved his hand, ignoring those people, and his gaze was unscrupulous, stabbing straight at the old man in the central position.

"Immortals, I have a treasure here, comparable to a Taoist weapon"

"See if you like it?"

As he spoke, Mizusawa slowly stretched his right hand into his arms, and a piece of green paper in it was pinched by him with one hand, and when it left his arms, it turned into a black stick, which was slowly pulled out at the chest of his clothes.

The rod was almost as long as a body, with a golden hoop in the center, and a thin crack twenty inches below the two ports.

There are no patterns on it, and it looks like a blind stick begging for food, unremarkable.

The black stick was horizontal in front of him, and Mizusawa held both sides of the stick with both hands and broke it gently.

There was a click, and it was divided into two, and then only a rattling sound was heard, and four short sticks split one after another, and where the two were connected, there was an iron chain two fingers thick.

This is exactly one of Mizusawa's favorite weapons in his previous life, the nunchuck, also known as the double dragon stick.

The two hands waved the double sticks, the tiger was vigorous, with the roar of the dragon, and the electric switch buzzed in this hall.

One arm shook, and it seemed that he had no intention of throwing it beside him.

The strong man of the Purple Tiger Clan, his cold hair stood up in an instant, and his hands merged to block forward.

Bang!

It seems to be an ordinary blow, but it hides a killing intention, and under the swing of Mizuzawa, the stick almost hit out more than a thousand catties.

With a stick, the strong man of the Purple Tiger clan, like a rag, his arms exploded instantly, and the whole person flew out upside down, and finally smashed on the wall of the hall without movement.

Then Mizusawa shook his arms, and the four sticks merged, turning into a long stick with a pitch-black body again, and stood on the ground with a thud.

"Good!"

The old man's eyes were shining, and the moment this pair of nunchucks appeared, his eyes widened, how could the strong man of the Purple Tiger Clan say that he was also a demon for more than a hundred years.

This stick can cause such damage with a random blow! How can this not be tempted.

Those so-called demon clan treasures, including the dragon balls given by Zhang Wenhua, are all materials for cultivation.

A weapon like this comparable to a Taoist weapon can be regarded as a treasure no matter how you say it!

"Oh, Xiaoyou, you're so hearty!" , The old man stood up excitedly, and he was arranged by his master to disguise himself as an immortal here.

In the past three years, he has continued to collect the treasures of these people and demon beasts, just to add restoration products to the Lord.

None of these things can be fished, but the Lord said that magic weapons can all be attributed to him.

The Dao weapon in Mizuzawa's hand was actually given to himself, how could he not be moved.

remembered that those people were still watching, and pretended to be groaning, and said slowly: "Xiaoyou, I like this thing very much, this time, Xiaoyou will sit in the front row."

After he said this, he looked at the little boy next to him lightly, and casually pointed to the side.

And everyone in the hall was resentful, why could he sit in front, only Zhang Wenhua's eyes showed suspicion.

He is different from these demons, and this invitation also appeared suddenly this year, and he is the most important in the Central Plains, and it is also the first time to visit.

But everything here, except for the faint immortal energy that flows, there is nothing.

Even this person on the throne did not have any immortal posture.

Zhang Wenhua is not an ordinary person, although the immortals are unattainable, but they have an immortal in the Tianjun Pavilion to worship.

The moment he gave the dragon ball, he saw the disregard in the eyes of the immortals, and thought that he was thinking wrong.

But now, this immortal, can't he see through Mizuzawa's kid's tricks?

Zhang Wenhua squinted his eyes and sat down slowly, he seemed to understand the reason why that bastard boy from Mizusawa came here.

"Is it because of her?"

gave Zhang Kong a few words, and then Zhang Wenhua no longer paid attention to everything in the hall, but closed his eyes shallowly, as if he was already clear, waiting for Shui Ze to be in trouble.

For Shui Ze, Zhang Wenhua is appreciative, after all, not everyone can kill the entire demon world when they are young.

Although those big demons didn't pay attention to it, the water of this level was enough, and with a few disciples under his own sect, it was estimated that they were not his opponents.

This also made him have some appreciation for Mizusawa before, and even sometimes wondered why this kind of talent was not in Tianjun Pavilion, but in the realm of those ruffians.

It can be appreciated and appreciated, this kind of person is the best when he dies, although he will not have much intersection with him, but it is not a good thing for Tianjun Pavilion that he is alive.

After all, in the ranking of the Heavenly List, most of the disciples of the Heavenly Monarch Pavilion were severely suppressed by him alone.

But that's all for later.

At this moment, Mizusawa smiled secretly, and at the moment when the boy was about to take the stick, he also walked right in front of the main seat.

"Since... You like it a lot, so why not get it yourself? ”

As he spoke, he raised his head and looked straight into the old man's pupils.

The old man was stunned, but then he saw that Mizusawa grabbed the stick and the whole person disappeared in place in an instant, and he appeared again in front of him!

He grabbed the stick with one hand, and there was a hint of fierceness at the corner of his mouth.

"Mizusawa! How dare you! ”

All the demons in the hall had their pupils shrunk and scolded loudly, but it was too late.

The stick slammed into the old man's forehead with a whistling blow.

This scene happened too quickly, and no one thought that this Shui Ze would be so bold that he would dare to attack the immortals directly in the hall!

And Zhang Wenhua is mouth is up, as if all this is under his control.

"Bring our stuff, it's time to go"

When Zhang Kong heard this, he hurriedly ran to the boy in the center of the hall, grabbed the dragon ball and looked at the back of Zhang Wenhua, who had left the main hall, and chased after him.

And here, the old man's body was like a deflated ball, and the whole person began to shrink under the pressure of the stick.

A wisp of milky white qi drifted from the back of Shan Kui's neck, and disappeared after two breaths or so melted into the air, which also made Mizusawa gaze.

"Fake ??!"

Everyone was shocked, they thought that the immortal would give a thunder blow, but who knew that Mizusawa would knock it out of its original form with a stick!

The body, which was already full of wrinkles, was even more sluggish and compressed together.

"Is it a mountain kui, wearing human skin?"

With a big hand, Mizusawa grabbed the mountain kui directly, and the stick turned into a thick iron chain, and tied it up strongly.

"Let go of me! Do you know who my master is! You little demon hunter! ”

At this moment, everyone in those halls was dumbfounded.

I didn't expect that in the past three years of continuous worship, the so-called immortal road has been so much that Shankui is making it up!

Mizusawa ignored their looting and walked out with Yamakui in his hand.

Some demons even wanted to rush over and bite Shan Kuisheng to death, venting their three-year expectations.

But seeing that Mizuzawa's sharp eyes were timid, he nodded and smiled.

"Impatient and impulsive, this is a big taboo for cultivators"

Zhang Wenhua seemed to have been waiting for a long time, and looked at the water that walked out with a little deep meaning.

"Oh, I didn't expect the head of Tianjun Pavilion to be deceived by this kind of trick, I didn't expect it either", Mizusawa pursed his lips and looked up and down with disdain.

Who knew that Zhang Wenhua was not annoyed, but smiled lightly.

"In this world, there are so many delusional people, who doesn't want to take a second look at the path of immortals, after all, why do you cultivate the Tao, it's just for immortality"

His lofty posture is like educating Mizusawa, just like a child asking the sky, he is just solving puzzles.

"Then you live more, I still have something to do, so I won't delay you"

Mizusawa glanced at him, thinking to himself what the hell is going on, pretending to be a king and eight calves quite a set, as if he didn't take the lead in sending things when he saw the immortals just now.

After a while, Mizusawa carried the mountain kui and went straight to the outskirts of Penglai Island.

He had a lot to ask and had to have a quiet place.

"Master, this kid is so rude, let me teach him a lesson", Zhang Kong said angrily as Mizusawa left, with a look of resentment.

"Do your own thing," who knew that Zhang Wenhua asked plainly.

"I...", this sentence instantly swallowed what Zhang Kong was about to say.

"You still have Sun Bin and them, bring that puppet back before you go back, and then go to the demon cave, and you can only talk about it at the same age", Zhang Wenhua glanced at him unhappily and flicked his sleeves.

A flying sword hovered and fell in the air, raised his foot and stepped lightly, no longer paying attention to Zhang Kong behind him, and the whole person ascended to the sky and disappeared quickly.

"Demon Cave...", Zhang Kong's eyes showed pain, and he looked at the disappearing water over there, flashing with a burst of cruelty.

"Can you leave me a communication mark...", Shang Yina followed all the way, and was already standing outside a cave at the moment.

She looked inside cautiously, and didn't dare to go in, so she waited here for his reply.

After a while, a piece of green paper slowly floated out and slowly fell into Shang Yina's hand, she happily rubbed it on her face, "Then I'll go." ”

Although the things explained by the master have not been completed, the so-called immortals are all fake.

But she got Mizuzawa's contact information, and this unexpected joy made Shang Yina happy and almost flying.

"It's finally stopped", Mizusawa shook another piece of green paper casually, and the green paper rose in the wind, and the entire cave entrance was firmly sealed in less than a breath.

"It's just you and me", his eyes were shining, he looked at Shankui in front of him who was tied up like zongzi, and pulled out a piece of black paper.

This black paper is different from Tianqing paper, it is dark, although there is no substantial damage, but it can devour the soul of the demon and read the memory.

"You don't dare to kill me! I know you're a demon hunter! I tell you, if my lord knew about it, you would take me here."

"Without a nourishment, you're going to die a miserable death! You tell you! ”

Mizusawa smiled slightly, "You know all about it, right, that's the best, and it saves me some hands and feet."

"What are you doing! What are you doing! Shan Kui looked at the black paper in Mizuzawa's hand in horror.

"Demon Hunter's Inky Black Paper!" It recognizes this paper! I didn't expect Mizusawa to really dare! He is not afraid, and the master will come to him!

The paper grew thinner and thinner as he rubbed between his fingers, and finally stuck straight into Yamakui's head like a needle.

"Soul Eater"

A flash of light flashed in Mizusawa's eyes, and at this moment, through the power of the black paper, he began to read the memories in the soul of Shan Kui.

"If you eat this elixir, you can exert your camouflage ability to the limit, and the immortal is a tempering for you."

A woman stood tall and pointed at Shankui's forehead.

"Except for the blade, the rest will be sent to the hidden capital"

"It's the host..."

Mizuzawa's eyes became brighter and brighter, and the woman in Shankui's memory was that person!

"The Hidden Capital... What is this secluded place? ”

"Is it the underworld? Still is? ”

In his memory, there was no description of the hidden capital, but when he arrived, Shan Kui would send those treasures into the teleportation array with the magic seal.

This teleportation array, Mizusawa has seen, things can be but people can choke... When I first learned demon hunting.

The master once said that when the law of things is transmitted, people will die...

Putting down Shan Kui's body, Mizusawa sat on the ground with a headache, and the name of the place was known, it was indeed that person.

But the road is far away....