Cheng Qian only has the strength of the early stage of infancy at the moment, how could the demon clan listen to him? Ye Qiuluo was really a little optimistic about Cheng Qian's idea of wanting to build a ten thousand demon city.

Even so, blurted out, Ye Qiuluo still glanced at Cheng Qian with some apprehension in his heart.

Cheng Qian did not show any different colors, but smiled slightly, stretched out his right hand and touched his chest, and said: "Although Cheng Mou is a human race, he is a demon cultivator, and he still has a lot of connections with demon cultivators dating back to ancient times!"

"I see, the juniors will no longer ask such words!" Ye Qiuluo was also relieved when he heard this, with the identity of the other party's demon cultivator, maybe he could gather the demon clan.

However, the demon clan is also a race that respects strength, and although he said so, he was still not optimistic about Cheng Qian in his heart.

"Okay, calculate the time, there should be a few days before you reach Yixing Island, this time it's up to you to urge the Cloud Piercing Tower!" Cheng Qian looked at Ye Qiuluo and said with a light breath.

Ye Qiuluo hesitated for a while when he heard this, and then he took over the urging of the Cloud Piercing Tower.

Seeing this, Cheng Qian simply sat cross-legged to the side, put his hands flat on his knees, closed his eyes, and slowly settled down.

Although the Cloud Piercing Tower was urging in Ye Qiuluo's hands at the moment, the speed was full at all, and it could be compared to the speed of the early stage of the babyless, which made the woman also stunned.

I was also suspicious of Cheng Qian, there were many extraordinary treasures on his body.

In this way, there was nothing to say all the way, and in the blink of an eye, a month passed, and Ye Qiuluo urged the Cloud Piercing Tower to move towards Yixing Island at a galloping speed, and traveled unhindered along the way.

Not to mention that the aura is weak, the spiritual things of heaven and earth will not grow.

In the blink of an eye, there were scattered around some desert islands, most of which did not have any spiritual energy, barren, and occasionally a few small islands, diffusing a trace of thin spiritual energy...... However, even if this aura is a minor monk in the Qi refining period, he has not frowned when he came here.

"Young Master, we have arrived at Yixing Island!"

Soon, the Cloud Piercing Tower flew across the sea and came to a continent, suspended in mid-air, and Ye Qiuluo's voice also came out.

After Cheng Qian heard this, he slowly opened his eyes, his divine sense seemed to look around, and his face "showed a trace of astonishment."

"Sure enough, as stated on the map, it's really not ordinarily big!" Cheng Qian carefully inspected the wind and grass on this island, and spoke with a hint of surprise on his face.

"Although the aura of Yixing Island is not good, the scope is extremely vast, there are three mountain ranges standing on the island, which are almost no less than ten thousand miles, and the three sects all sit alone in a mountain range, and the distance between them is only three or four thousand miles!

Cheng Qian slowly stood up, took a deep breath, stretched out his right hand and flicked it, the door of the pagoda suddenly opened, and his figure flew out with a flash.

He hovered in mid-air, closing his eyes and perusing the aura around him.

Ye Qiuluo looked at Cheng Qian suspiciously, not knowing what he was going to do.

After half a cup of tea, Cheng Qian slowly opened his eyes and muttered: "Although the spiritual veins here are not middle-level, they are also better than low-level spiritual veins, but there seems to be huge spiritual energy fluctuations ahead!"

At this time, Ye Qiuluo's figure also flashed, and he came out of the Cloud Piercing Tower, suspended beside Cheng Qian, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked into the distance.

Then Cheng Qian didn't say a word, raised his hand and collected the Cloud Piercing Tower, and then the whole body turned into a faint green rainbow and flew away into the distance.

Seeing this, Ye Qiuluo didn't understand Cheng Qian's actions, she obviously wanted to go and investigate, she took a deep breath, her body surface flashed, and the aura of her whole body became nothing, and it also turned into a faint light and swept forward. ...,

As Cheng Qian slowly approached the place where his spiritual power fluctuated, the sound of a fierce battle gradually came into his ears.

I saw that hundreds of miles ahead, there were more than 100 monks fighting frantically, and the cultivation of these monks was uneven, among them, most of them were in the Qi refining period, there were fifty or sixty monks, and there were also twenty or thirty monks in the foundation building period.

But their costumes are different, there are three kinds, green, white, and yellow, obviously these people are different sects, and the six Jiedan Ancestors are also fighting to the death in a green forest not far from the battlefield at this moment, and the fighting method is even more terrifying than this group of low-level monks.

However, the tragic Cheng dù is more eye-catching among the low-level monks, more than 100 monks are frantically fighting, scuffles, screams from time to time, and the smell of blood spreads around, which is also extremely spectacular.

In the sky, the wind roared, the blood rain swayed, the aura surged like a tide, and the monks of the three parties had no alliance, as long as they saw a monk who was not their own sect, one word, kill!

Many Qi refining period monks, after killing one, and then urging the magic weapon, killing the other, but in the blink of an eye, before the magic weapon was activated, they were killed by a sneak attack by a person behind them, the whole scene can be described as extremely bloody, these little monks in the Qi refining period are more courageous than those monks in the foundation building period.

It was as if they had all killed the red eyes, and all their wills were in the midst of killing, and all of a sudden, there were rivers of blood all around, stumps and broken arms everywhere, and some headless corpses, all of which were the dead low-level monks of these three sects.

As for the monks in the foundation building period, the fighting method between them was very safe, and they did not kill the red eye, urging the magic weapon, both offensive and defensive, although they did not kill the enemy in front of them, they at least contained it, and at the same time did not leave the defense.

Cheng Qian, who was slowly approaching, naturally saw this scene, his face was extremely gloomy at the moment, he had heard that the three sects here were not harmonious, but the three-legged stand had never appeared such a spectacular scene, and he was a little hesitant for a while.

After this battle, I am afraid that if you want to integrate these three sects in the future, it will be extremely difficult, not to mention anything else, even this sea of blood and feud alone will not allow them to live in harmony.

Soon the battle reached the most fierce time, only to see an old man in a white robe, suddenly let out a miserable scream, and his left hand suddenly prepared a flying immortal magic weapon to be cut down.

"Even if the old man fights for hundreds of years of the sect, he will destroy you!"

The severe pain made his facial features distorted, and with a roar, the majestic spiritual pressure in his body burst out, and his body began to expand sharply.

Seeing this, the faces of the five Jiedan Ancestors around them changed, and one of the young men immediately shouted: "Crazy, this guy is going to blow up the Golden Pill!"

As the old man's body swelled violently, the surrounding aura also swarmed here.

The face of the other man who was with him in the early stage of the outer knot Dan also changed, and he shouted angrily, "Senior Brother Tianlin...... No!"

"Let's go, withdraw with the disciples of the Tianhan Sect, even if the old man dies, he will drag their two sects into the water!" The old man named Senior Brother Tianlin, with a hint of determination on his face, immediately turned his head and shouted at the young man.

All of a sudden, the red-eyed Qi Refining Stage disciples and Foundation Building Stage cultivators almost all felt this majestic coercion, and they all "showed a look of fear, it was not fun for a Yudan Ancestor to blow himself up, almost all of the things in this radius of a hundred miles would be turned into ashes, where could they continue to fight."

Many people began to scramble to escape.

"Uncle is just us!" Many low-level monks of the three sects looked at those monks who were in the foundation building period with their eyes eager to live, and shouted for help.

But the old ancestor Jin Dan blew himself up, these monks in the foundation building period are also mud bodhisattvas crossing the river, and it is difficult to protect themselves, how can they manage these low-level monks?...,

Soon, the flesh of the white-robed old man was already swelling like a balloon, as if it would not take an instant to explode.

The atmosphere around them also became more tense, and these low-level monks were already at a loss, and the more timid monks who were afraid of death directly knelt on the ground and cried for their father and mother, begging this Yudan Ancestor.

The other five Jiedan Ancestors also urged them to flee at this moment and fled in all directions, but at least some of the Ancestors rescued their most proud disciples and fled.

"Hmph, the demon calamity is imminent, but you are killing each other here as immortal cultivators, and even in this way, Cheng doesn't know what deep hatred you have!"

However, at this moment, like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, the cold snort descended from the void, and suddenly the white-robed old man with a resolute face suddenly had a sharp pain in his mind, cold and piercing, making him run at full strength.

Under the real flow, the old man suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, his face became extremely white, and his expression was full of surprise.

At the same time, a green shadow flashed out, Cheng Qian stood with his hands behind his back, and the majestic spiritual pressure suspended in the mid-empty body burst out, and suddenly spread out to the surroundings.

Suddenly, almost all of the monks within a radius of 100 miles turned pale, and those monks who were not good at cultivation were planted directly from the sky to the ground, and fell into the dirt with a muffled sound.

"Monk without an infant!"

Those Jiedan Ancestors who fled with their proud disciples suddenly used the spiritual power in their bodies to resist this majestic spiritual pressure, and almost all of their faces were "shocked."

However, those low-level Qi refining stage disciples had a happy look on their faces, no matter which sect's low-level disciples they were, almost at this moment, they all supported their bodies and thanked the man in Tsing Yi suspended in the void.

"Thank you seniors for saving your life!"

Many immortal cultivators began, kowtowing and thanking them, as if Cheng Qian was their reborn parent.

Such a scene dried his eyes, and his face gradually became gloomy.

"You are the elders of the three sects, but you don't care about the safety of the disciples of the sect, and provoke the battle of the sect at will, they are also raised by their mothers and parents, and they are also flesh and blood, look at them all want to live, who is willing to die for you?" Cheng Qian said with anger on his face.

The cold gaze swept towards all the nearby immortal cultivators, without a trace of emotion, but the words that came out were extremely inspiring.

"What are you cultivating immortals for?

"As immortal cultivators, in order to live with heaven and earth and pursue the way of heaven, as low-level disciples, they also have the same idea, but as soon as you give an order, they have to fight and lead this bloody life-and-death struggle!"

"You high-level monks, all of them are high, their cultivation is low, they can only work for you, are you worthy of being the master of a sect?"

The more Cheng Qian spoke, the more excited he became, the mana in his whole body was almost about to burn, and the more majestic coercion spread out to the surroundings, deliberately, these coercion did not fall on the low-level disciples, but on those Jiedan ancestors!

Originally, those Jiedan Ancestors with stunned faces lowered their heads at this moment, and they didn't dare to make contact with Cheng Gan's gaze.

On the other hand, those disciples in the Qi refining period and the foundation building period almost all "showed a trace of longing and looked at Cheng Qian in the void."

Cheng Qian, who is high above, is like their backbone at this moment, his heart is surging, and Cheng Qian's words directly say that they are in their hearts.

The white-robed old man who was about to blow himself up just now sighed lightly, he had walked around the ghost gate, and it seemed that he had woken up faster than other immortal cultivators.

"What the predecessors said is right, as the elders of the sect, we have been high for many years, and we have buried my true nature, thinking that I was also a disciple of the Qi refining period just now, why don't I want to live with heaven and earth? ...,

Cheng Qian saw the corners of his mouth curl, and then his gaze turned to several other Jiedan Ancestors, still bowing his head and saying nothing, as if he was also thinking about something!

At this time, under the flash of spiritual light beside Cheng Qian, Ye Qiuluo's figure emerged, with the same incredible look on his face, looking at the bloodstained surroundings and broken limbs.

Although as an immortal cultivator in the Dan period, he has seen a lot of bloody scenes, but when he really saw this scene, he still couldn't help but feel a wave of disgust in his heart.

"Young Master!" Ye Qiuluo called softly, but did not say another word.

Cheng Qian took a deep breath and didn't pay attention to Ye Qiuluo, but glanced at the immortal cultivators around him, and then spoke: "From now on, Cheng will take over Yixing Island, and the three sects will be integrated into one sect, and its name is Xuanqing Sect!"

As soon as these words came out, the surroundings were suddenly silent, and those Jiedan Ancestors who bowed their heads and pondered raised their heads in astonishment, and looked at Cheng Qian in disbelief.

Although the three sects did not exist for a long time in Yixing Island, they were all their foundations, how could they give up their hands to others, and change their names and surnames, they could not be allowed in any place, unless they were defeated and occupied by the victorious side.

"What do you think, Cheng Mou knows, although it is named Xuanqing Sect, it will not change your name and surname for you, let alone let you forget your ancestors, the three sects will be changed to three halls, or use your original sect name, and the three halls will be one, and the full name of the three halls will be Xuanqing!"

This text is provided by the courtesy of the applicant

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"The Diaoyu Islands are Chinese!"

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『Demon Slaying』

Author: Fish tears full of rivers

Brief introduction:

I am an immortal, and there is no demon in the world.

I became a demon, killing gods and slaughtering immortals.

Zhang Lingxi accidentally obtained a mysterious blood ring that could be refined into a talisman.

He devoured the spiritual root, seized the best spiritual root of countless peerless geniuses in the world, and made up for his immortal cultivation qualifications.

He refined blood into talismans, snatched the bloodline inheritance of countless primeval beasts, and adopted the secret skills of countless divine beasts as his own.

A mysterious blood ring, casting a generation of peerless demon slayers.

Welcome to "Demon Slayer":