Chapter 770 The Evil Devil

The tent painted in cyan is far away from the golden tent and closer to the Guna River. You can see the floating ice on the water and hear the rushing sound that sounds like the rhythm of life.

In the tent, there was a banquet, accompanied by singing and dancing, and the atmosphere was lively but not noisy.

Sitting cross-legged in the main seat is a man in brocade robes. He is in his thirties, less than forty, with ordinary features, frost-white temples, and his hair is tied with a wooden hairpin. His temperament is mature and shows a bit of vicissitudes. His face is pale and classy. The morbid madness is hidden. He holds a wine glass in one hand and beats the beat with the other hand, casually and casually.

Opposite him is a man in a green shirt, with the same temples as snow, the same maturity with vicissitudes of life, the same age of forty, but his facial features are profound and more elegant, and he also wears a soft hat on his head, as if he is It was Meng Qi pretending to be the "Poisonous Demon King".

The man in brocade robe looked at Meng Qi with a half-smile but said, "When I chased you to enter the Secret Service in the past, I never thought I would see you on such an occasion."

"I never thought that you had become a Grandmaster." Meng Qi played with the wine glass, stroking the moist jade surface with his thumb, his expression calm and calm.

The man in the brocade robe is the "Extremely Evil Demon", one of the "Eight Demons" of the Mietian Clan, and is ranked 49th on the Black List. It was he who chased and killed the Poison-Handed Demon Lord back then, forcing him to have no way to go to heaven and no way to go to the earth. He had to escape into Bomi. To identify the Poison-Handed Demon Lord, apart from Luo Jiao and Su Nu Dao, there was no one more suitable than him.

Calculating time and combining the information from Liumen, Chunyang Sect, etc., the "extremely evil demons" at that time could not be called the eight great demons. They had just passed the first level of the ladder. It was not until ten years ago that they were classified as the sixth level of heaven. With his perfect cultivation, he has done a great thing. He replaced a fellow disciple who was in the state of incarnation and officially became the Eight Heavenly Demons. Judging from his current behavior and aura, he should have passed the second level of the ladder. Specifically, is it the seventh or eighth heaven, or even Meng Qi couldn't judge the peak of Jiuchongtian's exterior scene for the time being.

Regarding Meng Qi's calmness, the "Extremely Evil Demon" suddenly felt a little unhappy in his heart. He took a sip of wine and smiled slightly: "You have resolved the grudges of Luo Jiao, but you haven't explained anything to this sect yet, why don't you do anything?" Are you worried that I will fall out and take action? The Demon of Disillusionment, the Demon of Nine Hearts, and the Demon of Blood Killing are all in the golden tent, and you can’t escape with your wings.”

Those above the exterior scene of Mie Tianmen can be called heavenly demons, the best of which are the eight heavenly demons. At its peak, there were six masters, and now there are five. However, the head of the eight heavenly demons, the "faceless demon", has been missing all year round and has not been seen for a long time. As his deeds spread, it is unknown what his current state is, whether he has passed away or not, and he has been temporarily removed from the black list.

"The magician has great talent and great ambitions. He has contacted all the fellow Taoists from the left and right to help the Great Khan. How can he lose his reputation over a trivial matter? A thousand pieces of gold can sell bones, but a crowd of words can also win gold." Meng Qi was smiling calmly, with a smile on his face. No panic at all.

The more he behaves like this, the more unhappy the extremely evil demon becomes. Although the failure of the pursuit in the past does not make him brood, but seeing the calm look of the Poison Hand Demon, he is neither a saint nor a sage. It is inevitable that there will be some emotional changes.

Taking a breath and suppressing his restless thoughts, the extremely evil demon clapped his hands and motioned for the dancer to get down. The corners of his mouth were raised, his eyes were cold, and there was a trace of madness under his pale and bloodless face:

"The sect leader is indeed very talented and strategic, but I have always been narrow-minded. If you kill me first and then tell me the story later, he will not severely punish me because of you? If you don't believe it, can we make a bet?"

The threat was clear in his words, but he kept his breath restrained and still sat quietly, as if he was just typing a few words verbally. However, if anyone relaxes his vigilance because of this, if he doesn't speak, one shot will be fatal.

Meng Qi touched his frosty white temples and said without anger or surprise: "Hey, I have been born with long hair and have passed the prime of life. This time I went to the Great Khan with the idea of ​​​​resolving the cause with your noble family, but I have an order , just ask.”

The Poison Hand Demon Lord seemed to be subdued and lowered his head, trying to resolve it, but his neither humble nor arrogant attitude still made the Extremely Evil Demon dissatisfied. He couldn't find a reason to attack, so he chuckled and returned to being casual and casual: "I did have an order, The real Poison-Handed Demon Lord must also undergo a test to avoid secretly joining the righteous path, but I haven’t thought about it yet, let’s finish the drink.”

He raised his glass and drank it in one gulp.

Meng Qi smiled slightly and raised his glass, seemingly unaware of the murderous intention of the extremely evil demon that had formed just now and then quickly disappeared.

"Poisonous Hands, I heard that you had an adventure in Bomi, received the top Buddhist inheritance, and realized that great destruction is great compassion, so you became a Buddha and a demon and walked out of the shackles?" The extremely evil demon suddenly changed the subject.

Meng Qi was calm and asked: "How did the extremely evil Taoist friend know this?"

"The news about you in Jiangdong has long been spread among the heretics. You wanted to obtain the Yuanyin Cauldron, but you were tricked by the descendant of Huanxi Bodhisattva." The extremely evil demon looked at Meng Qi jokingly, "However, at that time, your Buddha-demonic skills were compromised. Hu Tao was filled with admiration. Although Zhuihun hates you deeply, he has to bow his head in admiration for your magical power."

Meng Qi smiled and said: "Thanks for the promotion, it's not bad."

The understatement ignited the greed in the heart of the extremely evil demon. He inherited the top power, had many adventures, and struggled for so many years to be promoted to Grandmaster. His poisonous hand was trapped in Bomi, lacked resources, and had no environment. He himself He is still a big step behind himself, but now it seems that he is not too far away from reaching the second level of the ladder. That Buddhist inheritance that can be combined with the devil must be outstanding!

Taking another breath, the Extremely Evil Demon vaguely felt that his mood changes today were a bit too drastic, which made him instinctively want to contain himself.

He laughed loudly, patted the table and said: "I have a disciple who is as beautiful as an immortal and has an impressive figure. Although she is no longer a Yuan Yin body, she is full of Yin Yuan. Using her as a cauldron still has some effect. You can use her poisonous hand. Are you interested? You can’t just go to the second level of the ladder?”

Before Meng Qi could answer, he had already sent word that the disciple had come in. His facial features were indeed outstanding, beautiful but not flashy, his skin could be broken by blows, his clothes were snow-green, his figure was thick and slim, his temperament was somewhat refined, but he had big eyes. And moist, like a pool of autumn water, there seems to be a hidden flame in the depths. As long as you tease it, you will be moved.

After receiving the order from "Master", the woman in a snow-green dress, Pingping Tingting, walked towards Meng Qi and said in a soft voice: "Junior pour wine for senior."

Her eyes became more and more moist and sparkling, making people unable to look away.

"How can I take away someone's favor?" Meng Qi smiled and refused, unmoved.

The extremely evil demon suddenly had a serious expression on his face: "You don't want to give me face with your poisonous hand? You just said that, but you have been told to just speak up?"

With the prompting, the woman in the snow-green dress quickened her pace, swaying like a flower, her eyes watering with tears. At this moment, she saw the elegant man with frosty white temples glance at her, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, half-smiling but not smiling, with deep eyes. Unspeakable.

Has a magical charm! With a bang, the hidden desire in her heart suddenly exploded, flowing violently to all parts of her body. Waves of bliss hit her, and her mind quickly went blank.

With a snap, she fell to the ground, her face flushed and her whole body weak.

"This kind of little girl is too immature for my liking." Meng Qi looked at the Evil Demon with a smile, still playing with the jade cup with his left hand.

The Extremely Evil Demon was startled and didn't understand what method the Poison Hand Demon Lord used to cause his disciple who had experienced many battles to fail before he even got close.

What a good idea!

Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly felt something and raised his head to look high into the sky, as did Meng Qi.

The clouds in the sky were originally dyed crimson by the setting sun and were burning for thousands of miles. At this time, they suddenly became translucent, as if they were back at noon. A sword light struck from afar. It was majestic and pure, covering the clouds and blinding the eyes. But if you look closely, you will find that the sword light is actually divided into two parts. There are traces of sword light, and each trace is composed of smaller and more imperceptible sword lights.

These countless sword lights formed sword formations, layer upon layer. In one sword, there were more than 100,000 sword formations. They stirred up each other and compensated for each other, spurring out this bright and mighty sword light, which was enough to level the enemy. The sword light that dropped the Guangyang Golden Account!

As soon as he sensed the composition of the sword light, Meng Qi lost his energy. His soul was dizzy and he felt nauseous. When he looked at the extremely evil demon, he was already retching.

Without the deep love for the sword, without the long-term concentration and piety, there is absolutely no way to control such a complex and subtle terrifying sword!

"One Heart Sword! Mr. Lu Da!" The extremely evil demon retched, lost his voice in shock, and briefly lost control of his emotions.

Looking at this power, Mr. Lu Da is more terrifying than the Great Khan, so terrifying that it is beyond imagination. Is he not just an earthly immortal?

As soon as his shock surfaced, he found a Taoist priest with a high crown and ancient robes appearing in the sky. He had an unspeakable feeling all over his body, as if he was the incarnation of the existence of heaven and earth.

The Taoist held the sword in his right hand, pushed up the Taoist crown with his left hand, and the pure air spurted out, forming three Taoists.

A man with an ancient face and an unsmiling look held a pure white long sword, and when he lowered his head, a sword energy that could destroy the world rushed out.

An old and kind man, holding a dark black sword, cut it down in a floating manner, the sword energy flourishing.

A Qing Kuo came out of the dust and struck out the blue sword. The sword was bright and clean.

The original Taoist took a step forward with his red sword in hand and struck the golden tent.

Suddenly, sword energy emanated from all directions, and the void collapsed and twisted into a cage, sealing the golden tent. All matter disintegrated and turned into an energy storm, and the forbidden array that was triggered by stress was destroyed.

Even time has slowed down, and the extremely evil demon's thinking is a bit sluggish.

"One Qi transforms into three pure things! Conquer the Taoist!" He suddenly recovered.

Before he finished speaking, Meng Qi felt that the world was completely dark, the sword light and sword energy were gone, and a monster that swallowed the sky and the earth seemed to rise up where the golden tent was.

Blast!

The loud noise reached his ears, and Meng Qi barely sensed a bronze giant dozens of feet tall standing up from the golden tent. If he wanted to hold his head against the sky, the ax he held in his hand was clearly a hole like tearing apart time and space!

The sword energy was sucked in, and so was the sword light. They offset each other. The bronze giant raised his right hand again, and the ax appeared. It was an ax with a long handle. It could grow bigger with people. The color was deep, almost bronze, and there were nine pieces on it. The traces are difficult to describe in words, as if they are the original forms of thunder and lightning, flames or mixed holes.

The ax fell and became ethereal. Meng Qi's heart moved, as if he "saw" the Immortal Pond, which can make people lose their immortal bodies.

If this ax hits, the earthly immortal will retreat into a human immortal, and another ax will knock down the mortal world!

Is this the peerless magic weapon "Tianchu Axe"? Meng Qi was fascinated and worried.

The sword light reappeared, and the four swords of Zhu Jue and Slaughter were criss-crossing again, making him unable to sense the situation at the core of the battle.

After a while, it seemed that another dharma body came over. Mr. Lu Da's sword light flicked out, and countless sword rays were emitted. , slashing at Gurdo at the same time, but others couldn't tell the sword light at all!

Coupled with the oppression of the Zhuxian Sword Formation, Guldo could only defend with his axe. Mr. Lu Da and Taoist Chonghe left calmly. The two of them broke into the Longtan alone with two swords and escaped.

Until this moment, Meng Qi was able to sense the scene around him. The Golden Tent formation was almost completely destroyed, but it protected the inside. Outside the formation, there was nothing more than cloudless. The sky seemed to be pierced, with no clouds and heavy rain, which was destroyed. The breath rolled out, like a demon descending.

"The Heaven Punishing Axe is really at the level of a celestial being." Meng Qi sighed, otherwise Mr. Lu's first sword would have put Gu Erduo in a very bad state. Coupled with Taoist Chonghe's sword formation, he was lucky to survive for three breaths.

The Evil Demon was in a state of confusion, and whispered to himself: "Did Lu Da and Chonghe both become earthly immortals?"

And they were above the level of normal earthly immortals, so could things still go smoothly?

He glanced at the Poisonous Hand Demon Lord and found that he stood with his hands behind his back, his green robe casual, his expression calm, without any loss of composure. He felt annoyed for no reason, as if he had been outdone.

"Poisonous Hand, I have thought of your pledge of allegiance." The pale face of the Evil Demon diluted the feeling of vicissitudes and maturity.

"What mission?" Meng Qi was still calm and composed.

The Evil Demon became more and more unhappy: "Return to Northern Zhou and kill the couple 'Qianlong Feifeng'."

This is a very famous couple. They have a method of double cultivation and can compete with the master for a short time. They are principled and public-spirited. They are famous in the chivalrous way.

"Okay." Meng Qi nodded slightly, still not embarrassed.

The Evil Demon shouted "Okay": "I will see you off, Poison Hand!"

His pupils returned to the deep, without joy or anger.

When the aftermath of the attack by Mr. Lu and Taoist Chonghe passed, two escape lights flew up and returned to the south.

After walking for a while, far away from the golden tent, there was no one around. The Evil Demon pressed the escape light and said with a smile:

"Let's stop here."

Killing people to vent anger and take away their adventures!

"Thank you for seeing me off." Meng Qi's blue shirt fluttered, his hands behind his back, a smile on his lips, and an indescribable calmness.

The Evil Sky Demon was about to laugh at the "Poisonous Hand Demon Lord" for his deteriorating sense of danger and not being able to detect danger, but suddenly he had an idea in his mind. His emotions today were too intense and extreme. Why did he leave the Golden Tent and come here to kill people?

As soon as the idea came to his mind, he found that the surroundings became dark and he seemed to be floating, and in the chaos, the shadows rose and fell, like constantly changing thoughts.

At this moment, a series of figures emerged from the chaos, all of which looked like the Evil Sky Demon himself. There was an angry him, a greedy him, a resentful him, a stunned him, a shocked him, and a lustful him. The differentiation and appearance of each figure made the Evil Sky Demon feel weaker!

He looked forward suddenly, and among the crowd of figures was the Poisonous Hand Demon Lord with white temples and elegant vicissitudes.

He stood with his hands behind his back, wearing a deep green robe, looking at him with a smile.

This strange scene and change made the evil demon blurt out:

"You are not the Poisonous Hand Demon Lord! Who are you?"

"Yes, I am not the Poisonous Hand Demon Lord." Meng Qi replied with a smile, the white hair on his temples became more and more conspicuous, his eyes seemed ruthless and indifferent, as if deeply affectionate, he whispered to himself:

"I am the Yuanshi Heavenly Demon."

This chapter has more than 4,000 words, and I stayed up all night to finish it. Because I had to go out during the day, the chapter at 7 pm will be a little shorter, about 2,000 words.

With a sigh, I finally returned to the normal update time.