On top of the giant sword, there was a monk, and the eyes of several people were attracted by this figure.

Above the sky, the waning moon once again drilled out dark clouds, illuminating the dark earth, and a ray of moonlight happened to be sprinkled on the mysterious monk's body at this time.

This monk is seven feet tall, middle-aged, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and a righteous face.

His figure was strong, straight and straight, like a greatsword at his feet.

His gaze is deep, but with a hint of melancholy that is imperceptible, giving people a feeling that is difficult to see.

The sparse stubble on his face is a testimony of the years and traces of the vicissitudes of life, which invisibly adds a lot of mature male charm to him.

It was night, but his presence seemed to light up the night.

The waning moon in the sky that hid in the dark clouds seemed to feel the presence of this person at this time, so it ran out of the dark clouds on its own, and then deliberately put a bright moonlight on this person, making him more dazzling and eye-catching in this dark night!

The five people of Cang Tian Qi and Chongyang looked at him, and his gaze also swept over Cang Tian Qi and the five people of Chongyang.

"The demons have invaded the cultivation realm, the human race is in great trouble, you have time to fight and fight here, why don't you kill a few more demons?" a very magnetic voice came from the middle-aged man's mouth.

The man's words did not blame, nor reprimand, nor did he have arrogance from above, but some were just heartbroken, and he was heartbroken by the life-and-death struggle between Cang Tianqi and Chongyang.

Cang Tianqi did not answer this monk, not to mention that he would not answer such a question after his temperament changed greatly after wearing the ghost mask, even if he was sober, for this kind of question, and in this case, he would not necessarily answer it.

He withdrew his gaze from the monk, and then forcibly ripped the ghost face off his face!

With the appearance of this mysterious monk, it was obvious that this battle between him and the Vientiane Sect could not continue.

Just kidding, the other party easily tore the prohibition under Chongyang's cloth, and blocked the attack of the two of them, look at the giant sword under his feet, there was no damage at all, and then look at the monk himself, his face was not red, his heart was not beating, and he was not panting, such a strength was unfathomable even in the eyes of the heavens.

With him here, this fight naturally cannot continue, and what he said at this time is enough to prove this.

One thing that Cang Tianqi has to admit is that the words of this mysterious monk who suddenly appeared are indeed right, the cultivation realm is now in a catastrophe, and the human monks are still killing each other, which is indeed very ridiculous.

But Cang Tianqi does not regret what he has done, and he will still do it again.

The reason is very simple, the other party bullied him, peed on his head, and he still cares about his bullshit and doesn't make any moves, that's not his style.

"Who is Daoist Daoyou?" Chongyang asked, clasping his fists at the middle-aged monk on top of the giant sword.

The middle-aged monk's body jumped up and fell from the sky, and the hundred-zhang giant sword that had been inserted into the ground shrank by itself in a buzzing sound, and returned to the scabbard on his back with a crisp sound.

The middle-aged monk stopped in the air, and the position he was in at this time was exactly the same height as Cangtian Qi and Chongyang.

He didn't answer Chongyang immediately, but took off a light yellow gourd hanging from his waist, raised his head and poured it into his mouth, the aroma of wine overflowed, and it was obvious that the gourd was full of good wine.

"I'm just a nobody, it's not enough to worry about, but the two of you actually set up a ban to fight here, it really shouldn't be!" The middle-aged monk exhaled a breath of wine, glanced at the sky, looked at Chongyang again, and spoke.

Nobody?

Cang Tianqi and Chongyang naturally wouldn't believe this, if such unfathomable strength was just a nameless junior, they wouldn't believe it if they were killed.

The reason why the middle-aged monk said this was obviously because he didn't want to tell his identity.

"There is no deep hatred, and the old man does not want to do this. Chongyang shook his head and sighed.

It was as if he had been greatly wronged. Cang Tianqi saw it in his eyes, and almost couldn't hold back his laughter.

"This old guy pretends to be presentable, if he doesn't understand the situation, it is not surprising that he will be deceived by his aggrieved appearance. Cang Tianqi sneered in his heart.

However, the middle-aged monk's answer surprised Cang Tianqi very much, he thought that after hearing Chongyang's words, the middle-aged monk would frown first, and then ask the reason, and if he didn't get it, he would come to crusade against him in the end, but he didn't expect that he guessed completely wrong.

"What is the deep hatred and personal grudge in the face of the extermination?" the middle-aged monk asked.

This question stopped Chongyang, and Chongyang didn't know how to answer for a while.

When Cang Tianqi heard the middle-aged monk's words, he was also stunned, which was completely unexpected by him.

At this moment, several spiritual lights in the distance shot towards this place, and the speed was extremely fast.

Cang Tianqi's face changed slightly, he knew that tonight was afraid that this matter would be a big problem. Nine times out of ten, the monks who came quickly at this time were members of the Demon Slayer Society.

And the middle-aged man in front of him has nothing to do with the Demon Slayer Club in terms of clothing, but it is difficult to say whether he is a member of the Demon Slayer Club or not.

However, Cang Tianqi didn't have much worry in his heart, now that the cultivation realm was in trouble, every Terran master was very important to the Terran, with his strength, with the strength of their team devourer, he believed that the demon slayer would not do something too extreme.

Besides, even if the people of the Demon Slayer Society were all brainless, if they really wanted to attack him, he would not have any fear in his heart.

The art master is bold, this is true.

In addition to the Heavenly Abandonment, the other people present naturally also discovered several spiritual lights piercing the night sky and rushing towards this place.

A few people couldn't breathe, and a few people stopped in the air within Cang Tianqi's sight, condescendingly, looking at Cang Tianqi and the others below.

Cang Tianqi didn't guess wrong, judging from the costumes, the few people who came were indeed members of the Demon Slayer Society, and their strength was not weak, they were all masters of the God Transformation Realm!

"There are strong spiritual power fluctuations here, and there are many traces of battle on the ground below, they are really fighting here!" said a monk from the Demon Slayer Society, his expression ugly.

There are indeed strong spiritual power fluctuations here, and there are indeed traces of the aftermath of the battle on the ground, especially the sword that the middle-aged monk stopped them, as if it was going to pierce the entire earth.

It is so obvious, not to mention that it is normal to see it with your eyes, even if a blind person touches it with his hands, he knows that there has been a big battle here.

"All of you give me a ride, we need to know the details!" said a monk, his tone unquestionable.

"Stand down, and don't be rude to your seniors. An ethereal voice suddenly sounded in the area.

When the voice fell, a figure appeared in front of the members of the Demon Slayer Society.

Several people from the Demon Slayer Club were stunned at first, not knowing if it was because of those words, or because of the sudden appearance in front of them.

Immediately afterwards, the expressions of several people changed greatly, and the arrogance of the people above disappeared, replaced by respect from the heart, and then they all knelt down on one knee in front of this figure.

"President!" the group saluted respectfully.

President?

Cang Tianqi was shocked in his heart, could this be the president of the Demon Slayer Society?

After thinking about it, Cang Tianqi thinks that this is the case nine times out of ten, the people of the Demon Slayer Club are so respectful to this person, and they call each other the president, if it is not the president of the Demon Slaying Society, then what will be the president of the club?

Cang Tianqi had never met the president of the Demon Slayer Society, and today was the first time he had seen it, and he didn't expect that tonight's event would even be the president of the Demon Slaying Society in person.

The president of this demon slaying club is the same as the mysterious man who appeared before, he is middle-aged, but he is also middle-aged, but he calls the mysterious man who appeared before as his predecessor.

That sentence must not be rude to the seniors, Cangtian renounces that it is not said to Chongyang, and naturally it is not said to the four old women, of course, it is even more impossible to say it to him.

There are only a few people here, and since it wasn't for them, it was certainly for the mystical monks.

The next words and deeds of the president of the Demon Slayer Association confirmed this speculation in Cangtian Abandonment's heart.

"You can't handle this matter, go back, everything is up to me. ”

After explaining a word to the subordinates behind him, the president of the Demon Slayer Society hurriedly lowered the height of his body in the air, staying in a position half a point lower than the mysterious monk.

And then...... Respectfully!

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