While the mad demon was still hesitating, a group of Taoist priests had already appeared in front of him. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

There are not too many Taoist priests, more than a dozen, and their costumes are also different. The leader was a young monk, who was wearing an ordinary robe, not a standard Taoist robe, but the mad demon thought he was also a Taoist priest by feeling. Next to the young monk was an otherworldly female monk, wearing the legendary Yuqing Mountain's plain white robe, but she did not wear a Taoist bun on her head, but held it casually, looking more like a peerless beauty in the world.

Next to the beautiful female monk was a male Taoist priest of medium height and elegant appearance, also wearing the Taoist robe of Yuqing Mountain.

On the other side of the young monk were two Taoist priests with black hair and wearing Wushan gray Taoist robes, their expressions were cold. One of them has very slender eyebrows, and in his hand he also holds a golden light, which looks like a flat pole, and has a fierce and vicious expression, which makes people dislike.

However, the young monk was still surrounded by a Taoist priest with a banter in his eyebrows and a bit of likability. I don't know why, although the Taoist priest has a good appearance, he always has a vulgar temperament, but he is wearing a vulgar purple robe, although the style is the same as the dozen or so people behind him who are wearing the cyan Taoist robes of Tianque Mountain, but the color is particularly conspicuous.

The mad demon's figure was as tall as a mountain, and when he lowered his head and looked down on this group of Taoist priests, he was a little struggling, but he still patiently looked at everyone carefully.

"You Taoist priests, aren't you afraid of my [Rolling Dragon Mist]?" In the impression of the mad demon, his own mist seemed to have a great inhibitory effect on the Taoist priest, and it seemed that he had injured the Taoist priest in the vast mountain with this mist at the beginning. It seems to be the Vast Mountain, or is it the Wu Mountain? It shouldn't be the Yashan Mountain...... After only a breath, the madman hesitated. He really couldn't remember. And you can't think about these things in detail, and if you think about them a little harder, the facts that are already clear will suddenly become blurred, and then the madman will lose faith in these 'facts'.

So after speaking, the mad demon hesitated for a moment, and then focused his gaze again to look at the Taoist priest in front of him.

At this time, the Taoist priests were no longer on the ground, but flew up and came to the air at eye level with themselves.

The young monk in the lead smiled and said, "The Taoist priest is not afraid of anything, have you forgotten?"

"I ?...... Should I remember? What should I remember?" the madman remembered, for the first time in tens of thousands of years, someone had spoken to him. Of course, this conversation may have happened, but I don't remember it.

The mad demon's stammering and hesitant appearance was beyond the expectations of all Taoist priests, except for Li Hong.

For Li Hong, the biggest gain from the trip to the Endless Ocean is by no means the Spirit Bead, let alone a way to subdue the ancient gods and evil things, but the stone tablet world in the poor hair of the spirit. The encounter with the Eighteen Demon Venerables dispelled a lot of doubts in Li Hong's heart, and he also guessed the origin of the mad demons, not to mention that his heart was still active in the stone tablet, and Li Hong could take the past and ancient secrets that the Demon Venerable knew from him at any time.

Memory and knowledge are power

Wan Bao Xian has been inherited for tens of thousands of years, so he has the power to know the origin of the mad demon.

Li Hong has been reincarnated nine times, and his power also comes from his past experiences and memories. However, no one can know all the details of the centuries and the present, so Li Hong has the power that Wanbaoxian does not have, and Wanbaoxian also has the power that Li Hong does not have.

The mad demon is the power that Wan Bao Immortal once enjoyed, and later Yao Bufu also got this secret. Not only this secret, but as Yao Buyu gained more knowledge, he suddenly discovered that the inheritance of Wanbao Immortal was simply a huge threat to him, because any secret that he was proud of as a killer move could have a copy in the inheritance of Wanbao Xian. So he wanted to get rid of the Ten Thousand Treasure Immortals of the Daoless Original, and this is the story of the demons breaking the six-star pagoda more than ten years ago.

That ploy ended in Yao Bufu's failure, but he never relaxed his vigilance against Wan Bao Xian.

Now Li Hong also has the secret of the mad demon, so Li Hong doesn't want Wan Bao Xian and the coming and going public to come and get involved in this matter. The suppression and threat of the mad demon clan is even more serious than Wan Bao Xian thought.

Li Hong showed a rare gentle smile: "There are many things you should remember...... For example, the fact that you used to be a Taoist priest?...... You're asleep, you're awakened, and the people who wake you up want to hurt you, you know?"

As soon as the words came out, it was not only the mad demons who were surprised, but also the Taoist priests behind him. The mad demon used to be a Taoist priest?

Wu Xinglian of Yuqing Mountain looked at the Taoist priest of Tianque Mountain behind him, Qian Huodan of Tianque Mountain glanced at Shi Shengying of Wushan Mountain beside him, and then looked at 'Liu Man' of Cangmu Mountain, and then 'reacted': "Liu Daoyou is really witty, a few words disturbed the mad demon's mood, making him think that he is a Taoist, wouldn't he be able to attack the Taoist?"

Qian Huodan thought that he had figured it out, so he smiled proudly.

The mad demon's heart shook, and countless images flashed between the lightning and flint, but those images stayed too short and slid too quickly. In the blink of an eye, at least tens of thousands of scenes swept by, and the madman couldn't see it clearly, and he couldn't remember it. The pain of knowing the tip of the iceberg of facts but not being able to see the whole picture is the real pain than knowing nothing.

The mad demon was angry and murderous, but Li Hong took advantage of the victory to pursue, leaving no respite or chance for the mad demon to attack. Li Hong's name was immediately transmitted, like one thunderbolt after another, releasing endless power in the sea of mad demon's consciousness, stirring the mad demon's mind dark, but his body couldn't move.

At the moment when the mad demon's murderous aura was released, Shi Shengying, Song Qingping, and Daoist priests were ready to cast spells, just waiting for Li Hong's order.

The madman struggled to take a step, then turned slowly, as if about to turn north. He was indignant, but he couldn't do anything to Li Hong, because he clearly knew that Li Hong's words were right, but he couldn't figure out why it was correct.

Li Hong knew that the mad demon was the founding disciple of the legendary Eighteen Demon Venerables, and this fact itself was enough to deter the mad demon who had lost most of his memories and could fall into the mad demon at any time. The memory of ancient times is the most fundamental self of the madman, and it is also the fact that the madman has wanted to figure out every time he is awake for tens of thousands of years, and it is the root of his torment. Li Hong didn't want to destroy the mad demon like this, it should be of greater use......

With a roar of rage, the madman began to run. "What the hell do you know? Tell me!

"What about telling you? Can you remember?" Li Hong's voice sounded in the mad demon's mind: "Run! As long as you can run to the coast of the East China Sea, I will tell you the truth, whether you remember it or not!"

The mad demon ran faster and faster, every step was ten miles away, and every step had a force of ten thousand jun, shaking the earth and causing the mountains and rivers to change color. However, he had only run less than three hundred miles before an invisible barrier in front of him blocked him.

It wasn't the Taoist priest from Yashan who made the move, it turned out that there were other people who didn't want the mad demon to go north. (To be continued.) )