The First Demon Sect is located on top of the Snake Mountains, the largest mountain range outside the region.

Since the establishment of the Seven Veins of the Demon Dao, the First Demon Sect has held the top spot of the Seven Veins of the Demon Dao most of the time.

Its heritage is so profound and its strength is so strong that even the strongest of the three sects and six sects in the Central Plains are afraid of three points.

It wasn't until the last few decades that Su Luanfeng became the leader of the Mending Heaven Sect, leading the Mending Heaven Sect to rise strongly, and she herself became one of the five strongest people in the world, especially the youngest of the five strongest people, which made the First Demon Sect feel the surging pressure from the Mending Heaven Sect.

However, even today, the First Demon Sect is still recognized as the head of the Seven Veins.

Ning Que and Su Luanfeng came to the First Demon Sect together, he looked down, and immediately found that on the Pansnake Mountain Range, there were thousands of buildings and palaces, and there were bustling long streets crisscrossing the mountains, tourists and merchants rubbing shoulders one after another, and the medicine fields in the distance were continuous......

This is an independent kingdom, almost the same as the scene of the Mending Heaven Sect, only more prosperous.

A maid of the First Demon Sect took the two to the main hall of the First Demon Sect, the "First Demon Palace".

When he entered the Temple of the First Demon, there were already five figures sitting in their seats.

At this time, another old man in Chinese clothes with a fierce temperament and five hideous blood marks on his face walked over.

"Welcome to Sect Leader Su, Sect Leader Su, your position is here. ”

The old man in the costume took Su Luanfeng to a seat on the right side of the main hall near the front of the main hall and sat down.

From beginning to end, the old man in the Chinese costume didn't look at Ning Que more.

After the old man in the Chinese costume arranged for Su Luanfeng to sit down, he stood on the side of the first seat, ignoring Ning Que at all, as if he couldn't see Ning Que, or that there was no Ning Que in his eyes at all.

Lu Wanjun, the sect leader of the First Demon Sect, who was sitting on the first seat, was also silent, as if he didn't feel that there was anything wrong with the arrangement of the old man in gorgeous clothes.

"Interesting!"

Ding Wanqiu, the palace master of the Long Hate Palace, Di Wuregret, the sect leader of the Red Blood Sect, Shen Weime, the leader of the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect, Deng Jiuyou, the palace master of the White Bone Palace, and others all showed a hint of banter on their faces when they saw this scene.

They all wanted to see how Ning Que, the newly promoted sect master of one of the Seven Bloodlines, could deal with this kind of scene.

Especially the Red Blood Sect Sect Leader Di Wuregret, even more sneered.

In the battle for the position of the Seven Veins, Ning Que could "snatch food from the tiger's mouth" and directly subdue the Yin Yang Sect supported by their Red Blood Sect, and even killed the four half-step Shattered Supreme Elders of their Yin Yang Sect one after another.

Not only did they lose face for the Red Blood Sect, but they also made their Red Blood Sect suffer heavy losses.

Now that he can see Ning Que making a fool of himself, of course he is very happy.

After Su Luanfeng sat down, he couldn't help frowning when he saw that the old man in Chinese clothes didn't give Ning Que a lot.

Ning Que is the leader of the Star Sucking Demon Sect, one of the seven veins of the dignified Demon Dao, and this meeting, the meeting of the seven sect masters of the seven veins to discuss major matters together, but the old man in Huafu just did not arrange a place for Ning Que, which was undoubtedly excessive.

Obviously, the First Demon Sect was still haunted by the fact that the Star-Sucking Demon Sect had defeated the Heavenly Yin Sect that they had vigorously supported and promoted to one of the Seven Bloodlines.

Therefore, he deliberately made Ning Que ugly, wanting to give Ning Que a dismount.

Su Luanfeng's brows quickly expanded, and a strange smile appeared on his face.

If Shang didn't know Ning Que's true strength, she might be able to help Ning Que at this time.

But not long ago, she already knew that Ning Que had not only been promoted to the Shattered Realm, but also condensed the blood dragon and became the sixth strongest person in the world, so she didn't have to meddle with her affairs.

The First Demon Sect wanted to give Ning Que a dismount, but he was afraid that he would kick the iron plate.

Ning Que looked around, but when he didn't see the empty seats, his face turned slightly cold.

He was not a fool, and he naturally saw that the old man in Huafu and the First Demon Sect were targeting him.

"Hey, is this the First Demon Sect of the Seven Veins?

Ning Que suddenly sighed, looking disappointed.

Hearing this, Lu Wanjun, the sect leader of the First Demon Sect, who was sitting on the first seat, suddenly raised his eyebrows, and looked at Ning Que coldly.

"Presumptuous!Ning Que, do you know what you're talking about?"

The old man in the Chinese costume had a cold face, and he said coldly with a murderous aura.

"I said, you're not deaf, didn't you hear what I said?"

Ning Que sneered.

"What a bold man, a half-step shatter-level martial artist, dare to speak to the old man like this?"

The old man in the gorgeous costume shouted angrily, and a momentum of a broken-level powerhouse suddenly erupted from his body, as if he was about to crush Ning Que.

He looked at Ning Que with a sneer, and said contemptuously: "Old Fu Luo Shenzhou is the second elder of the First Demon Sect. I know you're resentful that the old man didn't give you a place...... It's just that all the door masters on the scene are all shattered-level powerhouses, just you, a half-step broken-level martial artist, what qualifications do you have to sit on an equal footing with all the door masters?

Even the old man, a broken-level powerhouse, has to stand. It's a great gift for you to be able to stand here with your husband. If it weren't for the fact that you were also the master of one of the seven veins, you wouldn't even have the qualifications to stand here today. ”

"Brother Luo said it well! A half-step shatter-level martial artist, even if he becomes one of the sect masters of one of the seven veins, he is only a monkey, how can he be qualified to be on an equal footing with us?"

The Red Blood Sect Sect Leader Di Wuregret echoed loudly.

Ning Que glanced at Di Wuregret lightly, ignored it, and shifted his gaze to the old man in Chinese clothes again.

"You're embarrassed to say that you're the second elder of the First Demon Sect, aren't you afraid of embarrassing the First Demon Sect? Although you're old, you don't have much education and don't know how to count etiquette! However, it doesn't matter, you don't know how to count etiquette, I can teach you!"

After speaking, Ning Que's figure disappeared suddenly, and appeared in front of the old man in Chinese clothes like a ghost, and grabbed the head of the old man in Chinese clothes with one hand.

"Presumptuous, you actually shot at the old man?"

The old man in Huafu couldn't have imagined that Ning Que, a "half-step broken-level martial artist", would dare to make a move on him, a real broken-level powerhouse, and he couldn't help but be shocked and angry in his heart.

Ding Wanqiu, the palace master of the Long Hate Palace, Di Wuregret, the sect leader of the Red Blood Sect, Shen Weime, the leader of the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect, Deng Jiuyou, the palace master of the White Bone Palace, and others were all taken aback, they didn't expect Ning Que's reaction to be so strong.

Ignoring the situation of "being weak and the enemy is strong", he brazenly shot at the old man in Chinese costumes.

They sneered in their hearts, and they all regarded Ning Que as a reckless man, this was simply looking for death!

If they are facing the same situation, they will definitely choose to "calm things down", when they should bow their heads, they still bow their heads, although they are a little aggrieved, but they don't know that life is the most important thing?

"You sent it to the door yourself, so don't blame the old man for being ruthless. ”

After the old man in Huafu was angry, a trace of joy appeared in his heart, although he hated Ning Que for destroying their plan of the First Demon Sect, and was very unhappy with Ning Que, but after all, Ning Que was the controller of one of the seven veins of the Demon Dao, and if there was no special reason, he would not be able to make a move against Ning Que.

But now that Ning Que is sent to death by himself, it is no wonder that he abolished Ning Que.

The demonic energy of the old man in the Chinese costume surged in his right hand, and he grabbed Ning Que's hand fiercely, preparing to directly abolish Ning Que's hand.

It's just that when his palm approached Ning Que's lightning-like hand, he immediately felt like he had been struck by lightning, and a huge pain spread from his hand to his body, and his internal organs seemed to be shattered in an instant, and he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood from his mouth.

At the same time, his head was held down tightly, and he was led to the middle of the hall.

The head of the old man in Chinese clothes was forcibly pressed to the ground by Ning Que's right hand, and Ning Que "kowtowed" to his face.

With a bang, the head of the old man in fancy clothes slammed into a huge crater in the main hall, and a large number of cracks spread out from around the giant pit like a spider's web.

"If you don't know how to be polite, I'll teach you how to treat people with courtesy now!"

Ning Que's eyes were cold, he didn't try to become stronger for patience, since this person dared to humiliate him, he wouldn't be polite. His right hand pressed the head of the old man in the fancy costume and slammed it into the ground.

Once!

Twice!

Three times!

......

The sound of banging kept sounding in the hall, and the whole hall was constantly shaking, and the old man in Chinese clothes "kowtowed" very hard, so that he was covered with blood.

"This ...... This can't be, how can he be so strong!"

The old man in Huafu roared in his heart, he urged his whole body to try to control his body, but found that his whole person was imprisoned by an extremely terrifying force, he became a puppet in Ning Que's hands at this moment, and Ning Que had to kowtow if he wanted him to kowtow.

In the main hall, Ding Wanqiu, the palace master of the Long Hate Palace, Di Wuregret, the sect leader of the Red Blood Sect, Shen Weime, the leader of the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect, Deng Jiuyou, the palace master of the White Bone Palace, and others were all stunned.

What the hell is this?

Is this acting?

Luo Shenzhou, an old man in Chinese clothes, is a real broken-level powerhouse...... How could he be so weak that he didn't even have the power to resist when facing a half-step shattering-level martial artist.

"Enough!"

Lu Wanjun, the Sect Master of the First Demon Sect, who was sitting on the first seat, couldn't sit still any longer, and his face turned blue and let out an angry shout from his throat.