Chapter 410: Qingyun Pavilion Lord sues
Lin Qi suddenly sneered, laughing at himself for being too naïve.
If Heavenly Dao really can't look past it, he should give up Lin Yun, the daughter of luck, at this time.
She rolled her eyes and looked at Guan Xuan Daojun.
"In this way, wouldn't the Blue Sea Pavilion suffer heavy losses?"
Guan Xuan Daojun glanced at her meaningfully.
"These things will naturally be known when you return to the sect."
This is the side answer to Lin Qi's question.
Lin Qi knew that this Dao Jun had a strange attitude towards him, so he didn't talk nonsense anymore and retreated.
She had just returned to her original position to practice for a week and recovered some aura, and the results had already been discussed.
The demon monks retreated two miles, and the Terran monks also returned to their places.
There is a look of complete dissipation.
But everyone here knows that it's certainly not that simple.
Luo Ci, who was hiding under the weak water, was rolled out by Venerable Jin'an of the Tianyi Sect with a water sleeve.
As soon as he appeared, the aura around him was a little chaotic.
I haven't seen it for three years, Luo Ci's white and tender bun face has lost a lot of weight, his facial contours have matured a lot, and his height has also risen a lot.
Lin Qi felt strange for a moment.
But when Luo Ci grinned at her, the strangeness instantly turned into speechlessness.
I'm afraid this guy hasn't understood the current situation yet.
Heaven and Earth Crossing Immortal Spring seems to be calm now, but in fact, the dark tide is surging.
The slightest accident may become a fuse and detonate the audience.
The chaotic aura around is because Luo Ci can't balance the two powers of the demon spirit in his body, resulting in the overflow of demonic energy, and in the place where the aura is full, it looks extremely chaotic.
Needless to say, everyone guessed that Luo Ci had been inherited from the Heavenly Demon Palace.
Many people are envious and red-eyed.
Venerable Jin'an waved his sleeves and asked lightly.
"Luo Ci, the Demon Patriarch Tianyu said that you have obtained the Demon Inheritance Heavenly Demon Scepter, and you should be the Great Witch God of the Demon Clan."
"On behalf of the Demon Clan, he sincerely invites you to serve in the Demon Clan, are you willing?"
Luo Zi blinked blankly, then shook his head violently.
"No, of course not!"
"I was born in the Terran Race, I grew up in the Terran Race, and I have nothing to do with the Demon Race, what kind of great witch god?!"
He obviously hadn't accepted the fact that he had become a demon cultivator.
Not only did he refuse the demon in person, but he also said angrily, "I didn't want to take that scepter, it found me by itself and made a contract with me."
"I don't want to be a demon cultivator at all!"
The silence around you can be heard of the falling pins.
The corners of Lin Qi's mouth twitched.
This is the legendary top Versailles?
I don't know how many people want to get the inheritance of the Heavenly Demon Palace, and if Luo Ci gets it, forget it, and look disgusted, which really makes many people angry.
In the distance, the expression of the demon patriarch Tianyou was also a little stiff, and then changed to a warm smile.
The two miles are just attitudes, and with the ability of the Mahayana Venerable, he can clearly hear every word of Luo Ci.
Venerable Jin'an smiled lightly on his face, and said a few words to this Luo Ci.
Luo Ci suddenly showed a tangled look on his face.
In the distance, the demonic qi smeared half of the sky, and Luo Ci nodded hesitantly.
In the next second, the Tianyou Patriarch threw out a simple black-gold scroll, and the scroll appeared on Luozi's side in the blink of an eye, slowly unfolding.
Venerable Jin'an said, "Since you have agreed to the request of the demon clan, just in case, the two sides should sign a contract first."
There was already a mark left by the Tianyou Patriarch on it, but Luo Ci didn't hesitate to come this time, biting his finger and leaving a mark on the scroll.
The contract was made, and the demonic qi that had been dispersed suddenly stabilized, and the aura around him was much more stable.
Luo Ci was slightly surprised.
The Tianyou Patriarch in the distance bowed in vain, "The demon clan is protected by the Great Witch God, and they will give back to the Great Witch God."
After saying this, he took the demons with him
The team disappears.
This group of demons came and went in a hurry, causing earth-shattering waves, and finally patted their butts and walked easily.
Lin Qi was curious.
The Heavenly Demon Palace is the powerful ruins of the Demon Race, which contains countless heavenly and earthly treasures that were scavenged from the five divisions of the Demon Race in the wilderness.
The Tianyou Patriarch led people to pass by the Heavenly Demon Palace, but he didn't even mean to go in and take a look?
At this time, anyone who is a little greedy will fight for the ownership of the Heavenly Demon Palace.
While Lin Qi was thinking, several people had already discussed things and were about to return to the sect with their respective disciples.
"Tianyi Sect stays!"
A figure in the distance came leisurely, and in the blink of an eye, it arrived in front of him from a few miles away.
The figures are overlapped, the clothes are windy, and they are like immortals.
The person who came came with black hair and blue eyes, elegant and warm, like a fairy in a painting.
The Venerable Beings led by him were stunned, and they all saluted and greeted, "Venerable Heyuan!"
The Qingyun Pavilion Lord, who was watching by the two, shouted excitedly, "Master!"
Venerable Crane Yuan!
One of the Ten Venerables of Nanzhou.
As one of the strongest people in Nanzhou, he sits on one side and has a great reputation.
There was no one present who had not heard of his name, but it was the first time he had seen a real person.
Venerable Heyuan was powerful, and as soon as he arrived, an invisible pressure spread in all directions.
Many Jindan disciples were intimidated by his aura and couldn't stand steadily.
Lin Qi even felt that there was an invisible shackle in the air that shackled her limbs, making her difficult to behave and breathe.
Venerable Heyuan had a leisurely posture, revealing a careless arrogance, and his eyes inadvertently glanced around.
When the master of Qingyun Pavilion saw that his master was coming, he broke free from the restraints, and suddenly said loudly, "Please surrender the master!"
When Lin Qi heard this, his heart jumped suddenly.
The Qingyun Pavilion Lord wouldn't sue her for a Jindan monk, right?
Lin Qi really underestimated the brazenness of the Qingyun Pavilion Lord.
She cried to Venerable Heyuan with a look of grievance.
"Master, Xi He died tragically at the hands of Lin Qi, a disciple of Tianyi Sect, the disciple is incompetent and can't avenge her!"
As soon as the words fell, Venerable Jin'an dodged and stopped in front of Venerable Heyuan, his eyes swept over the Qingyun Pavilion Lord with disgust.
"Cangwu Realm acquiesces, within the secret realm, life and death depend on fate, what do you Bihai Pavilion want to do?"
Venerable Heyuan slowly straightened his cuffs.
"Why, my beloved disciple is dead, and my disciple can't even say a word?"
"Jin'an, you still have a sect on my head?"
Venerable Jin'an was neither humble nor arrogant, and said, "How dare Jin'an? I'm just afraid that Venerable Heyuan will be anxious and make a move against the disciples of my sect."
The Qingyun Pavilion Lord suddenly got up, pointed at Lin Qi and said, "Master, that person is Lin Qi of the Tianyi Sect, and Xi He died at her hands!"
"If there is no accident, Xi He will be able to try to break through the late stage of Jindan when he leaves the Heavenly Demon Palace."
"But now there are no bones...... The disciple is bound to avenge her shame!"
"Otherwise, how can you have the face to call yourself Xi He's master?!"
With the Qingyun Pavilion Master's finger, Lin Qi's figure was exposed in front of everyone's eyes.
The eyes of Venerable Heyuan fell on her silently, like a Mount Tai falling suddenly, crushing Lin Qi to the point of being out of breath.
Lin Qi almost didn't have a weak leg and knelt on the ground.