Chapter 433: Demon Respect Ming
"We're not the same family for a long time, not even the same kind, you don't have to call me that." Hearing Dong Xuzi's name, the big-eyed bead on the other side was silent for a moment and replied.
"Time flies so fast, as if it was still yesterday when we entered the mountain gate!" Dong Xuzi didn't care about the Demon Venerable's answer at all, but instead said to himself.
As soon as the words fell, endless demonic energy swept out from the big eyeballs, and the cold voice of the Demon Venerable came: "You should have listened to me back then, and I won't accept you waste!" ”
When Dong Xuzi heard the Demon Venerable say this, he didn't get annoyed but laughed, and even bent over with a smile: "Senior brother, your hard-mouthed and soft-hearted stinky problem hasn't changed at all!" ”
According to his understanding of this senior brother, how could he be so easily calculated by Hu Yun, and be able to sit here and talk to himself.
This senior brother of his own was once known as the existence of the first person under the immortals!
boasted that he wanted to reproduce the light of heaven and earth and named himself, the so-called Chongming!
The peerless Tianjiao, who once resisted the demon clan with his own strength, made the Qingyun Sect resound throughout the entire immortal cultivation world in one fell swoop!
But who would have thought that this Tianjiao, who used to cultivate the immortal realm, has now become a demon venerable!
It's also ironic, the craziest senior brother who originally killed the demons became the first person in the demons!
Like a cat whose tail was stepped on, Chongming's voice was a little angry: "Laughing at Nima! When the demon seal is fully opened, I'll be the first to screw your head off! ”
"Then you screw it, and I'll pay you back!" Dong Xuzi said freely.
Facing the unscrupulous Dong Xuzi, Chongming didn't know how to speak for a while, and paused to speak without emotion: "Hu Yun is dead? ”
"When he died, he said he didn't regret it before he died, just like the master back then!" Dong Xuzi said softly.
Hearing Dong Xuzi talk about his master, Chongming seemed to have been touched by the scales, and the demonic qi turned into a palm and instantly pinched Dong Xuzi's neck, Chongming said coldly: "His death is all because of you waste!" ”
The hole that was pinched by the neck did not struggle, looking at Chongming in front of him, there was some pity in his eyes.
If it is among the seven sons of Qingyun, who has the deepest relationship with the master is the senior brother Chongming in front of him.
Since the beginning of the cave Xuzi, the senior brother has been by the master's side.
When the master joined the Nine Shadows, he fell for Hu Yun's name.
The original high-spirited peerless Tianjiao has completely changed, and even gone crazy.
Entering the Nine Shadows without any care, the original Dao Demon War was turned upside down by Chongming alone.
I don't know what Chongming experienced in the Nine Shadows, after returning from the Nine Shadows, his senior brother became a demon.
There was an eerie silence between the two, and there was not a single sound in the pure white space.
The number one in the world of cultivating immortals and the demon clan Demon Venerable turned out to be senior brothers.
If such exciting news spreads, I'm afraid that neither the cultivation world nor the demon clan will have a foothold!
Dong Xuzi looked at the big eyes in front of him, and his face showed the color of memory, and when he saw each other, it was easy to pull people into the past.
At that time, he took Su Xiaoqi in his infancy, and survived in the time after the fall of the immortals.
In order to protect his younger brothers and sisters, he became very capable of fighting, and even those who had not cultivated at that time could hold some low-level monks to fight.
Until he met that person, the person who changed his and Su Xiaoqi's lives, let himself have roots in the troubled times, and also made himself what he is now.
I forgot what the other party looked like, but I always remembered the sentence that pulled me out of the abyss:
"Come with me, boy, I will be your master from now on!"
Dong Xuzi took a deep breath, tilted his head to look at Chongming and said softly: "Senior brother, I really want to stop time at that time, not now, we have forgotten what he looks like." ”
The palm of the demonic qi turned into let go of Dong Xuzi's hand, and the atmosphere between the two became bleak.
The former Qingyun Sect, the former Qingyun Seven Sons.
A few brothers and sisters played in the courtyard all day long.
The elder brother who shines as bright as the sun is remingle.
The second senior brother of the ordinary Tong is Su He.
The stupid third junior brother Hu Yun.
The four junior disciples of the resourceful world are always bright.
The twins of the Qingyun Sect of the Enlightened Jedi Tiantong, the fifth and sixth, Ji Yue, and Haokong.
and the mascot of the previous generation of Qingyun Sect, Su Xiaoqi.
In the midst of the bright stars, the Seven Sons of Qingyun still dominated the first half of the era of the Dao Demon War.
But now there are only two left, Dong Xuzi and Su Xiaoqi.
Just like back then, he took Su Xiaoqi in his infancy and survived in the troubled times.
After going around and around, there were only two people left, himself and Su Xiaoqi.
This is the top in the world, and his figure can't help but be a little rickety, as if he has been drained of strength.
Chongming looked at the white beard in front of him, and said in a low voice: "Dongxuzi, you are old, so old that I can smell the rotten smell of you on your body." ”
Dong Xuzi sighed and replied: "Yes, I'm old, but I can't die yet, the new Qingyun Seven Sons haven't grown up yet, before that, I have to watch them for Hu Yun!" ”
"Why does that kid have his powers? An extraterritorial heavenly demon like Hu Yun, why can he have the power of a teacher? Shigeaki finally asked his question.
"We don't know, on the day Hu Yun led him back to Qingyun Sect, I almost knelt down for him to call Master with a weak knee, this kid seemed to appear out of thin air and was forced into this world." Dong Xuzi shook his head and replied.
Then Dong Xuzi looked at Chongming and said seriously: "He is more like a kind of redemption, with Ouyang, at least the worst result is still to return to the era of immortals, rather than let this world really end!" ”
Chongming quietly listened to Dong Xuzi's words, and after thinking for a moment, the golden vertical pupil slowly revealed a crack in the middle.
Ling Feng, dressed in red, suddenly appeared in the middle.
There is no body, just Ling Feng's divine soul.
It's as if you're asleep in the golden pupils.
Dong Xuzi looked at Ling Feng with a complicated look in his eyes, when he carried Ling Feng back to Qingyun Sect, it was the same as when he once picked up Su Xiaoqi.
Now this situation is the best solution that Dong Xuzi can think of.
The human world is the back hand left by the immortals, and Ling Feng can suppress the immortals and control the human world here, so he can break the dead situation on his body.
Although Ouyang named Ling Feng to kill him, it was impossible for Ling Feng, who had already joined the world, to be killed now!
Dong Xuzi raised his hand, and a miniature map appeared in his hand, which was the map of this heaven and earth that Ouyang had seen in the Hidden Golden Pavilion.
Dong Xuzi pointed his finger at Ling Feng, who was split in two, half of which flew into the map.
And Ling Feng, who was left in the golden vertical pupils, slowly recovered as before.
Chongming, who quietly watched Dong Xuzi finish all this, said in a low voice: "I just want him to come back, the fourth child promised me, don't forget!" ”
Dong Xuzi didn't answer, just quietly watched as the golden vertical pupils closed again.
On a throne, a middle-aged man with a handsome face sits on a throne wearing a crown, and the laws on his body are circulating, and the domineering coercion makes people dare not look directly.
And it was such a king, but his eyes were full of sadness, as if he was reminiscing about the past, and he was holding a piece of gray cloth in his hand.