In the northern part of the square, a group of demon monks were also standing. They were mainly divided into three groups, but they stood very densely, as if to show the Terran monks and the Beiquan Mountain Demon Clan present that they were relatively close.

These demon clan monks are naturally from the demon tribes of Jinyuan Cave, Eagle Chou Stream, and other famous demon cultivation mountains.

In the middle of the square, a very large open space was exposed, and it was not known what it would be used for a while.

In the east and south of the square, tens of thousands of demon clans belonging to Beiquan Mountain are divided into dozens of tribes, with the five major clans in front and the other clans behind, all standing very quietly.

Li Mu searched carefully, but did not find any clan members and momentum that could match the five major tribes. I think that the mysterious tribe will not make a large-scale appearance at today's ceremony.

The apprenticeship ceremony held by Beiquan Mountain this time is also somewhat nondescript.

The Great Demon King Feng Qingyu enthusiastically invited representatives of almost all the big forces in the Xuanying Realm to come and watch the ceremony, but he was very negligent about etiquette.

Not only is the status of the demon clan who picks up and drops off the factions very low, and it is difficult to match the identities of the representatives of the various factions. After the representatives of the various factions came here, they did not know the slightest thing, so they hung them here and waited for them.

Just waiting, not even a chair, not even a cup of hot tea...... The demon cultivators from other demon mountains were okay, and the Terran monks present all had a bad impression of Beiquan Mountain, and they were so anxious that they even had the emotions that Beiquan Mountain did this.

In this way, the representatives of the human clan clans and families present, except for a few people who had guesses, all had a different impression of Feng Qingyu, and by the way, they despised the barbarism and rudeness of the demon clan.

At this time, the great demon king Feng Qingyu, who was slandered by a group of Terran monks and demon cultivators, was pacing back and forth in his own cave with a headache.

This young Great Demon King's own clan is the Sky Splitting Eagle Clan, and at this time he is in his cave mansion, maintaining the human form after transformation.

According to the maximum lifespan of the Great Demon King, he is only five hundred years old and is at the peak of his life. Therefore, his appearance after transformation has also remained in his thirties.

The Eagle Clan is still elegant, so the image of the human race transformed by the wind and light feathers is also a thin scholarly image. With slightly delicate eyebrows, narrow eyes, and a somewhat sharpened nose, his whole appearance looks a little evil and handsome.

Dressed in a white robe and with long hair like ink, he was very tall, about eight feet. A wide suit wrapped around his thin body, making people wonder if he would shredded paper and float away as soon as the wind blew.

But if anyone sees him, they will probably first notice his tall but thin body, then his evil face, and finally his eyes, and they will be drawn to it.

He has a pair of extremely deep blue eyes, and these beautiful blue eyes are extremely delicately embedded in his narrow eyes, which shows his handsomeness and extraordinary.

And the composition of his pupils is also very different from ordinary people, if someone dares to look closely, they can clearly see that within his pupils, there are circles and circles of ripples, extending to the depths of the pupils. In the center of the dark blue pupil is an extremely small but deep black hole.

The black hole is too small to find, but it seems to be able to devour everything.

At this time, these blue eyes flashed with anxiety, anger, helplessness and other expressions from time to time, as if there was something difficult to decide, bothering him.

There was a slight sound outside the stone of the cave, and Feng Qingyu's eyes froze, stopped pacing, stretched out his hand, and opened the door of the cave.

An eagle. To be more precise, it is an Eagle Demon, a Sky Splitting Eagle, and a Demon Cultivator of the Force Demon Rank.

This demon cultivator stood in mid-air, with a wingspan of more than two feet. It curled up one of its wings, gave a slight salute to the wind light feather, and then said in the common language of the demon clan: "Qiqi Mountain Lord, the people from the Seven Swords Sect have arrived outside Wanzhang Peak, but they stopped where and stopped moving forward. The envoys you sent to greet them were also dismissed, and the Seven Swords Sect asked them to bring a message over, saying that they would only enter the Beiquan Mountain Realm if you went to greet them in person. ”

This eagle demon was very simple, and he didn't hide the attitude and reaction of the Seven Swords Sect at all, and he didn't seem to have any scruples.

After hearing this, the anger on Feng Qingyu's face was put away a little, and he asked with some understanding: "Among the people from the Seven Swords Sect, is there a Yuanying Cultivator? Or even the existence of a Sword Venerable?"

The eagle demon replied: "The person who came from the Seven Swords Sect is riding on a huge flying sword, looking at the system of that sword, it seems that it is indeed the natal divine sword of one of the Five Elements Sword Venerable, so it is very likely that there is a Sword Venerable among those who come." ”

Feng Qingyu smiled: "If that's the case, I really have to see the demeanor of the Sword Venerable in person - I'm afraid that the Seven Swords Sect will use this as a blow and want to lose my prestige." Today, the elites of the Xuanying Realm and the famous mountains gathered, presumably the Seven Swords Sect also wanted to take advantage of this matter to establish a prestige first. ”

The eagle demon rolled up half of his wings, lowered his head slightly, and replied in a respectful tone: "My subordinates don't know, this matter still needs to be decided by the mountain master." ”

Feng Qingyu didn't hesitate for long, then sighed helplessly, shook his head and said, "It's a guest from afar, let alone a guest from the Seven Swords Sect." I've already made the human race and demon clan of the other sects wait too long, so let's hurry up and meet the people of the Seven Sword Sect. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the Eagle Demon only felt a gust of wind blowing, and there was no longer a figure of Feng Qingyu in the stone room.

With a look of awe in his eyes, the eagle demon flailed his wings and flew away.

From Beiquan Mountain to Wanzhang Peak, a distance of 100 miles, in front of a big demon king like Feng Qingyu, who is good at speed, it only took less than twenty breaths to cross over.

At the foot of Wanzhang Peak, on top of the blue giant sword that is hundreds of zhang long and dozens of zhang wide, hundreds of figures stand upright and neatly arranged.

Many people stared at the incomparably tall Wanzhang Peak in front of them with their eyes, and their eyes unconsciously showed a look of yearning.

It is not to yearn for its height, but for its sky-high posture and eternal height.

This sharpened Wanzhang Peak, like a huge divine sword, plunged straight into the sky, proud of the mountains, looking down on the northern wilderness.

Although the mountain is a mountain, it has supreme sword intent.

And at this moment, there was suddenly an extra "person" on the mountain.

The Great Demon King of the Sky Splitting Eagle Clan, the wind is light and feathered, really like a light feather, fluttering, and falling straight to the top of Wanzhang Peak.

In the eyes of everyone in the Seven Swords Sect, after Feng Qingyu's figure appeared on Wanzhang Peak, the unique "sword momentum" and "sword intent" of Wanzhang Peak suddenly disappeared as if they had been suppressed.

The tall, thin man with dark blue eyes standing on the top of Wanzhang Peak replaced Wanzhang Peak and looked at them expressionlessly.

Under the pressure of the momentum of the Seven Great Demon Kings of Transformation, many disciples of the Sword Sect dared to be angry but did not dare to speak.

From Feng Qingyu's body, a powerful demonic aura was revealed almost without reservation.

He didn't seem to care about the disciples of the Seven Swords Sect in front of him, and wanted to release the demonic qi on his body, smash their divine senses, and leave them with some unforgettable lessons.

Because after arriving here, Feng Qingyu didn't feel the existence of any Yuan Sword Venerable, not even a Yuan Infant Stage cultivator. The group of disciples of the Seven Swords Sect in front of him, who had a huge pomp, cultivated to the highest level, was only in the late stage of Jindan.

This made him feel that his majesty had been challenged.

He had to show that even in the end, he couldn't really hurt these disciples of the Seven Swords Sect. However, after releasing demonic qi unscrupulously and making them feel fear, it would inevitably cast an indelible shadow on their Dao hearts.

If you let this demonic aura of Feng Qingyu enter the barrier of the giant sword, the consequences will be unimaginable.

Is the Sword Sect really so domineering?

Or is it that Feng Qingyu, who was carried away by anger and shame at the moment, ignored something.

The giant sword of the Seven Swords Sect was suspended under the Wanzhang Peak, hundreds of zhang away, Feng Qingyu stood under the Wanzhang Peak, and the demonic qi on his body was emanated, and the demonic qi permeated to the giant sword of the Seven Swords Sect, and only three breaths of time had passed in between.

Three breaths may be very short for ordinary human races, and there is no time to react at all. But for the group of monks of the Seven Swords Sect, who were at least in the foundation building period, it was already a long time.

There were three breaths, enough time for them to make a choice - abandon their swords and flee or form a formation to protect themselves.

But they didn't do anything, they just stood, staring at Feng Qingyu with fierce eyes, feeling the surging demonic aura whistling, rushing straight towards them.

As soon as the three breaths passed, the invisible demonic qi crossed a distance of thousands of zhang, and it was about to hit the shield of the giant sword fiercely.

Of course, an ordinary magic weapon shield can't stop the demonic impact of a big demon king at all.

However, it is also not needed to block it.

The demonic aura of the wind and light feathers was in the air thousands of feet high, holding the sound of the wind hostage, forming a great momentum, and the entire heaven and earth were filled with this unsettling whistling sound.

However, at the moment when this demonic qi was about to hit the giant sword barrier, under the huge whistling sound, a light cough suddenly sounded.

The light cough was not strong, and there was no deliberate loud cough. To the human ear, it is just a very ordinary cough, very common, and the sound is very small.

However, under the howling of this huge wind, this simple and small coughing sound was extremely clear to the ears of everyone present, and even to the ears of the wind light feathers thousands of zhang away, thousands of zhang away.

Feng Qingyu's face changed.

The wind stopped.

Feng Qingyu's face changed again.

The coughing stopped, and the demonic spirit collapsed.

Feng Qingyu's face changed drastically, and he could no longer maintain a calm look.

The blue light shield of the giant sword flashed slightly, and then a figure suddenly passed through the light mask and appeared in the air outside the giant sword.

The moment he saw this person's appearance, Feng Qingyu's face became extremely ugly, he pointed at this person, and asked in the human language: "You...... You...... Why are you here!" (To be continued.) )