As the head of the ten major sects of the righteous path, Taiqing Palace is highly respected by other righteous sects, but in the eyes of the demon sect, Taiqing Palace is a thorn in their side and a thorn in the flesh, and in the eyes of the Taiqing Palace and other righteous sects, the demon sect is heinous, and it is their responsibility to subdue demons and eliminate demons.

Both sides of the demon and the right side look at each other unpleasantly, although they don't fight hard, but there is a lot of friction in private.

If the disciples of the two sides meet, they must be immortal.

On a desolate plain at the junction of Luzhou and Yuzhou, the disciples of the two sides are fighting.

More than a dozen monks in black robes were commanding dozens of bronze armor refining corpses, surrounding more than a dozen immortal cultivators with a Tai Chi pattern on their clothes, desperately attacking.

Wearing black robes are naturally disciples of the Demon Dao Sect, judging from the humanoid ghost patterns on their clothes, these people are the Ten Thousand Demon Palace, the head of the Ten Great Demon Sects, and the immortal cultivators with Taiji patterns on their clothes are the disciples of the Taiqing Palace.

There were dozens of corpses lying on the ground, and there were people from the Taiqing Palace and the Ten Thousand Demon Palace, among which the people from the Taiqing Palace were the majority, and the dead disciples of the Taiqing Palace had blood holes the thickness of two fingers on their necks.

These bronze armored corpses are invulnerable, invulnerable to water and fire, plus the disciples of the Ten Thousand Demon Palace also shot together, the number of disciples of the Taiqing Palace is getting smaller and smaller, and they work together to prop up a golden light curtain of several zhang in size, barely blocking the attack of the bronze armored corpse.

In the sky, a white dragon more than ten zhang long and a two-headed python more than ten zhang long scuffled together.

The white dragon's aura was a little weak, and the scales on many parts of his body had fallen off.

"Senior Brother Chen, you take Senior Sister Li away, and I will break off with Senior Brother Zhou. A round-faced woman with a yellow fir commanded, holding a red conch in her hand and a bell in each hand.

"Senior Sister Zhao, Senior Sister Li and I don't have much mana left, we can't run far, you may be able to escape if you ride Bihan Jiao to escape. A tall man in white shook his head and said in a deep voice.

"Yes, Sister Ling'er, you can ride Bihan Jiao to escape! If it drags on any longer, none of us will be able to escape." A woman in a blue shirt nodded in agreement.

Hearing this, the woman in the yellow shirt gritted her teeth and agreed, her expression moved, and the white dragon shook her head and tail, shook off the double-headed python, and quickly flew towards her.

"Hmph, if you want to run, how can it be so easy. Seeing this, a tall and thin black-robed monk snorted lightly, sneered, and with a move in his expression, the double-headed giant python chased after him, a few points faster than the white dragon.

At this moment, a huge turquoise ghost claw suddenly emerged from the top of the double-headed python's head and grabbed it down.

With a scream, the body of the double-headed python quickly dried up, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a dried corpse.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the white dragon's body twisted, flew back to the top of the Huangshan woman's head, opened its bloody mouth, and spewed out a large area of white cold air, and the bodies of several bronze armored corpses quickly froze, turned into ice sculptures, and were frozen.

"Who dares to spoil the good deeds of our Ten Thousand Demon Palace?" the tall and thin monk's face sank, and he said in a cold voice, turning his head to look around.

"If you Ten Thousand Demon Palace's Yuanying Cultivators are here, you can still talk to me like this, what are you?" a cold man's voice suddenly sounded.

As soon as the words fell, the void space more than a hundred zhang high fluctuated, and a black-clothed man with delicate facial features suddenly appeared, it was Wang Changsheng.

"The junior is a registered disciple of the Broken Soul True Person of the Ten Thousand Demon Palace, and he offended a lot just now, and asked the seniors not to remember the villain, and spare the juniors this time. The tall and thin man felt the spiritual pressure on Wang Changsheng's body, his face changed greatly, and he hurriedly begged for mercy.

The yellow-shirted woman and other Taiqing Palace disciples felt the spiritual pressure on Wang Changsheng's body, and their faces also changed.

Wang Changsheng ignored the tall and thin man, turned his head to look at the yellow-shirted woman and the white dragon below, groaned slightly, and asked, "What's your name, the one holding the conch in his hand." ”

"Junior, Taiqing Palace Zhao Ling'er. The woman in the yellow shirt said stiffly, looking very nervous.

"Zhao Ling'er?" Wang Changsheng heard this, his face showed a look of reminiscence, and then asked, "What is your father's name, and which immortal cultivation family does your mother come from?"

"My father Zhao Qingshan, my mother was born in the Li family of Guanning County, and the seniors know the parents of the younger generations?" Zhao Ling'er asked cautiously.

Hearing this, Wang Changsheng nodded, his face softened, and he slapped the body bag on his waist with his palm, and Ye Mingyue flew out of it.

"Kill them all. Wang Changsheng stretched out his hand and pointed at the disciples of the Ten Thousand Demon Palace, and commanded coldly.

When the tall and thin man and the others heard this, their faces changed greatly, and they hurriedly dispersed and fled, not even wanting their own refining corpses.

Ye Mingyue's sleeves flickered, and a pitch-black Ling Flag flashed out, and the Ling Flag rose in the wind, gushing out a large black mist, and a miserable ghost cry suddenly sounded, and the wind gusted.

After a burst of black mist tumbling and surging, it divided into more than a dozen strands, and quickly swept towards the disciples of the Ten Thousand Demon Hall who had fled, and soon caught up with the disciples of the Ten Thousand Demon Palace, and the black mist flooded their bodies.

I heard a scream, and the black mist quickly shrank back, leaving only a white skeleton on the ground.

This ghost Luo Wan has absorbed the spirits of thousands of monks before and after, in addition to the spirits of hundreds of monks in the foundation building period, there are also a few spirits in the Dan period, and the power is no less than that of ordinary ghost path magic weapons.

Ye Mingyue opened her mouth and spewed out a red glow, covering the bronze armored corpses that were attacking Zhao Ling'er and the others, and all the bronze armored corpses emitted a trace of black gas, all of which were swept into their mouths by the glow.

The bronze armored corpse with all the corpse qi on its body suddenly stopped, and under the sunlight, a puff of green smoke rose and turned into a pool of fishy black liquid.

Ye Mingyue licked her red lips, with a satisfied look on her face, and looked at Zhao Ling'er and the others.

Seeing Ye Mingyue coming, Zhao Ling'er and the others turned pale.

"Okay, you haven't been long before you advanced, let's go back to the body bag!" Wang Changsheng opened his mouth and commanded, and after speaking, he said to Zhao Ling'er and the others: "Except for Zhao Ling'er, everyone else should go!"

Ye Mingyue answered, turned into a red light and flew back into the body bag.

"Our disciples of the Taiqing Palace are by no means greedy for life and afraid of death, if you want to take Senior Sister Zhao away, you must first step on our corpse. The man in white put on a look of not being afraid of death, and said righteously.

When Wang Changsheng heard this, his eyebrows raised, and his lips moved slightly.

Zhao Ling'er's ears moved, her eyes were full of doubt, and after a slight groan, she opened her mouth and said, "Senior Brother Chen, let's go! I'll stay, don't worry, I'll be fine." ”

"But ······" The man in white wanted to say something.

"It's nothing, I'm the co-helmsman, listen to my orders, leave immediately, and make sure to deliver things to their destination on time. Zhao Ling'er glared at the man in white and said unceremoniously.

"Yes, Senior Sister Zhao. The man in white hesitated slightly, gritted his teeth and agreed, and left with the other fellow men.

Wang Changsheng's figure flickered, and he fell in front of Zhao Ling'er, his expression a little melancholy.

"Senior is really my sixth senior brother?" Zhao Ling'er asked cautiously, looking very worried.

"If it's a fake, I still gave you this Bihan Jiao of yours! And the conch in your hand, I brought it back from overseas, I was locked up in the Law Enforcement Hall back then, and I asked you to help me send a letter to Senior Sister Murong! Have you forgotten all this?" Wang Changsheng said with a chuckle.

Hearing this, Zhao Ling'er's face was cloudy for a while.

Seeing this, Wang Changsheng frowned, slapped the spirit beast bag on his waist with his palm, and Xiao Hei suddenly flew out of it.

"Do you remember it? When you were a child, you used to fly into the sky on it! I remember that you also set fire to several bamboo buildings of Uncle Li, I said so much, don't you still believe that I am your sixth senior brother?" Wang Changsheng said slowly, with a faint smile on his face.

"I believe you are my sixth senior brother, but, sixth senior brother, are you a demon path monk now?" Zhao Ling'er nodded, her expression a little complicated.

She has lived in Taiqing Palace since she was a child, and the education she received is to subdue demons and eliminate demons, and she can't go with the devils, even if Wang Changsheng is her sixth senior brother, she can't accept it for a while.

Seeing this, Wang Changsheng looked a little disappointed, sighed, and asked with a solemn face: "If I say yes, are you going to kill me for the sake of heaven?"

"I won't, because you are my sixth senior brother and my father's most relied on disciple, so what about you! Zhao Ling'er shook her head, bit her red lips tightly, and asked with a serious face.

"Master's great kindness back then, I can't forget it, you will always be my little junior sister, it's too late for senior brother to hurt you, how can I kill you!" Wang Changsheng shook his head and said word by word, looking extremely serious.

"Sixth Senior Brother, why did you betray the Taiqing Palace back then? Do you know that Senior Uncle Murong has been looking for you all these years?" Zhao Ling'er heard this, her face softened, and she hesitated slightly, and asked.

"Uncle Murong, are you talking about Bing'er?" Wang Changsheng heard this, his pupils shrank, and his face was full of shock.

"Yes, Senior Uncle Murong is now the law enforcement elder of the Law Enforcement Palace, she has been looking for you all these years, and she is about to dig three feet into the ground. Zhao Ling'er nodded and said, her expression a little complicated.

Murong Bing's deeds of looking for Wang Changsheng are well known in the Taiqing Palace, people who don't know think that Murong Bing is to investigate the case, and those who know know that Murong Bing is looking for Wang Changsheng, Zhao Ling'er once sent a letter to Murong Bing for Wang Changsheng, so she naturally knows the relationship between the two.

"Bing'er, are you married?" Wang Changsheng heard this, his expression was a little gloomy, he was silent for a while, and asked.

"No, I have been single all the time, and I heard that Uncle Yang Qian, who has a thousand swords, came to ask for marriage, and was directly blasted out by Uncle Murong. Zhao Ling'er shook her head.

"Hmph, Yang Qian, he still has the face to ask Bing'er for marriage. Wang Changsheng snorted lightly and sneered, a cold glint flashing in his eyes. 、

Wang Changsheng has an intuition that Yang Qian may have participated in the Wang family's tragedy, of course, this is just his speculation, whether Yang Qian participated in the tragedy, Wang Changsheng has to verify it to know, but no matter whether Yang Qian participated in the tragedy or not, with the original grievances in the Xingchen Sea, Wang Changsheng will definitely not let Yang Qian go.

"Sixth Senior Brother, are you planning to return to the sect?" Zhao Ling'er hesitated for a moment and asked.

"Do you think I can still go back, I'm afraid the Law Enforcement Palace hasn't withdrawn its pursuit of me yet!" Wang Changsheng shook his head and sneered.

"Forget it, don't talk about it, no matter what I become, you will always be my little junior sister, you accept these things, it is a gift from me, the sixth senior brother, you met me before and asked for something. Wang Changsheng said with a chuckle, and after speaking, he took out a storage bag from his arms and handed it to Zhao Ling'er.

Zhao Ling'er's heart was warm, her eyes were slightly red, she took the storage bag, opened it, and her face was full of shock, in addition to some pills, there were also a few sparkling magic weapons and a bunch of spirit stones.

"By the way, you are not allowed to tell others that you have seen me, especially Bing'er, you know?" Wang Changsheng opened his mouth and admonished.

"Sixth Senior Brother, don't you think it's cruel to Senior Uncle Murong by doing this?" Zhao Ling'er hesitated for a moment and said cautiously.

"If Bing'er knew that I had become a Demon Dao Monk, it would hurt her even more. Wang Changsheng sighed, his face extremely complicated.

"Don't talk about that, where are you going, I'll give you a ride!" Wang Changsheng squeezed out a smile on his face and asked.

"I'm going back to the helm, are you going?" Zhao Ling'er asked with a slight hesitation.

"Chief rudder?" Wang Changsheng muttered to himself, took a deep breath, nodded and said, "Go, why don't you go, come up." ”

After speaking, he slapped the storage bag on his waist with his palm, and a small black boat flew out of it, rising in the wind, and suspended at a continuous height above the ground.

Wang Changsheng's figure flickered, and he immediately jumped up, and Zhao Ling'er also jumped up.

Wang Changsheng pinched the trick with one hand, and a black light curtain suddenly appeared, covering the entire black flying boat.

"Let's go. With Wang Changsheng's low shout and a "whoosh", the black flying boat suddenly flew towards the sky, and disappeared into the sky in a few flashes.