After the sect was destroyed, the whole continent relied on me to ascend

Chapter 78 The So-Called Demon Clan

Outside the small courtyard, Sima Yong ran for three hundred miles and just stopped. As soon as he stopped, he couldn't help feeling emotional and sighed inexplicably.

For a long time, the entire Yuxu Sword Sect thought that Luo Jiuqiu was stalking their ancestor, but the ancestor had no reaction and was forced to do so.

For this reason, the whole sect was once chasing Luo Jiuqiu.

But some time ago, my ancestor's hair turned black, and he suddenly said: "600 years ago, I didn't know how to feel, and I lost control for no reason. I sucked in the devil's energy, was controlled by others, and killed the people I liked."

The entire Yuxu Sword Sect was shocked.

Unrequited love and mutual love are completely different things.

The ancestor actually fell in love with Luo Jiuqiu, but it was a pity that fate played tricks on people, a combination of circumstances, and the beautiful love between two people turned into a tragedy.

Yun Fu's description seemed ridiculous to Luo Jiuqiu, but in the eyes of Yuxu Sword Sect and others, whatever the ancestor said was whatever it was.

Sima Yong and others were convinced.

The person who shamelessly insulted the ancestor's innocence suddenly became the ancestor's sweetheart.

This is the reason why Yuxu Sword Sect has a strange attitude recently.

Luo Jiuqiu didn't know this, she just thought that the entire Yuxu Sword Sect was sick.

Of course, the sickest one is their ancestor, Yunfu.

The appearance of Yun Fu disrupted her plan. Originally, she wanted to visit Hanging Island at night and harm some flowers and plants.

But Luo Jiuqiu is a kind person. In the end, she did not crush Yunfu to death, but just slapped him on the back of the head several times, making a "clang" sound, which was very comfortable.

Even so, Yunfu didn't wake up.

Early the next morning, people from the Zhengqi Alliance knocked on the doors of many guest houses in the small courtyard and invited them to have dinner in the front hall.

Everyone sat in different seats and ate a scribbled breakfast in harmony absentmindedly.

Most of the monks who come to Hanging Island have a certain level of cultivation. Strictly speaking, they have already gone without food. Eating and sleeping are just decorations. If you like to eat, then eat, if you like to sleep, then sleep. If you eat some impurities and unhealthy things, a spiritual pill will can be solved.

Eating is just a form.

After breakfast, everyone moved to the meeting hall.

The meeting hall of the Righteous Alliance is very unique. It is suspended in mid-air and is located on an isolated island with a swirling lake below.

Huge fish monsters appear and disappear in the lake from time to time.

Many monks who came to the Zhengqi Alliance's isolated island meeting hall for the first time could not help but turn pale and their two sides trembled.

Beside Luo Jiuqiu, Hong Ling licked her lips, her Adam's apple twitching, and her eyes looked at the fish monster swimming in the lake from time to time.

Luo Jiuqiu said: "The fish monster's meat is old and woody, tasteless and not delicious."

Hong Ling immediately withdrew his gaze.

At this time, Luo Jiuqiu felt two eyes with murderous intent and hatred.

Luo Jiuqiu glanced over lightly, and the first sight came from Nangong Jie. He had a bruised nose and swollen face, and fierce eyes. However, when Luo Jiuqiu looked at him with half-smiling eyes, he immediately became scared and hurriedly looked away, pretending not to recognize him.

There was also a line of sight from the unknown high priest of the Four Gods Association. This old woman hated her as always. When she looked at her, she bared her teeth and wanted to bite her to death. When she saw the disciple behind her, her eyes became resentful, cautious and cautious. He hesitated to speak.

Luo Jiuqiu took the initiative to look away because it hurt his eyes.

At this time, a person floated out of the isolated island, which was Yun Fu who was left behind by Luo Jiuqiu.

Yun Jian Zunfu finally woke up.

With the arrival of Yun Fu, the scene became inexplicably quiet.

Some monks wanted to bow and say hello but were afraid that they were not qualified, and some were simply afraid of Yun Fu's cold face and his ruthless attacks.The people of the Yuxu Sword Sect were very excited and respectful as always when they saw Yun Fu. They advanced and retreated in a controlled manner. They wanted to get closer but were restrained from getting too close.

As soon as Yun Fu appeared, he walked straight towards Luo Jiuqiu.

There were already people sitting around Luo Jiuqiu, and when he saw Yun Fu approaching, he tensed up and became extremely alert.

The people from the Yuxu Sword Sect came over and held down Yong Huai, who was closest to Luo Jiuqiu.

Yong Huai roared: "What are you doing?!"

However, the two spiritual masters, Chu Zhiyi and the second elder of the Yuxu Sword Sect, took the lead, and Yong Huai had no power to resist.

After moving Yong Huai and his chairs, the people from the Yuxu Sword Sect immediately moved a tall chair that was polished and polished as if it was new and padded with a fur, and placed it next to Luo Jiuqiu.

Yunfu lifted his robe and sat down.

The corners of Luo Jiuqiu's mouth twitched.

The audience fell silent again.

Yunfu glanced at Luo Jiuqiu briefly, and then closed his eyes. He didn't know whether he was closing his eyes to rest or practicing.

Luo Jiuqiu inexplicably saw a hint of unhappiness on Yunfu's ice face.As for why he was unhappy, Luo Jiuqiu didn't care.

"cough."

He Qiuheng, who was sitting on the main seat, coughed and said with a solemn expression: "Since everyone is here, let's officially start this discussion."

The expressions of the monks became serious.

He Qiuheng said again: "No more nonsense, everyone, please take a look at this image stone."

As he spoke, He Qiuheng threw out a round and smooth white stone. The stone floated in the air and released a section of light and shadow with a "click" sound.

In the light and shadow, the tall alien has horns on his head, wings on his back, bloodthirsty and violent purple eyes, and the black energy all over his body is clearly visible.

Around it, countless mortals and even monks wailed to the end. Their lives were instantly harvested, their souls were devoured, their limbs were burned, and their blood flowed into rivers.

At the end of the picture, a disciple of the Righteous Alliance was lying outside the suspended island covered in blood, dying, struggling to say the word "devil".

The monks began to stir and discuss.

"It's really a demon clan!"

"The demons briefly appeared thousands of years ago, and the nine demons had the power to destroy the world. Fortunately, they were all killed by the Nine-Slayer Sword Master with one sword! There should have been no demons at that time..."

"Well, it was said thousands of years ago that there are no more demons, but now the one killing everyone is just a pure-blooded demon?"

"Didn't the person the Nine Kills Sword Master killed at that time not be a false demon?"

The so-called "pseudo-demon" is a collective term for hybrids of demons and other races, as well as other affiliated branches of the demon race.He has a very low status among the demon clan, but he is inexplicably loyal.

Demons are a naturally evil clan. It is said that they have existed since the beginning of the world. They are extremely ambitious and violent. They have been sealed by gods and gods several times and have come back several times.

Demons probably have an obsession in their bones to destroy the world and destroy all other alien races. Every time they appear, life will be ruined, blood will flow, and all races will be in danger.

If the ghost tribe is cruel and dangerous and needs to be guarded against and killed, then in front of the demon tribe, the ghost tribe is just a small speck of dust that is not worth mentioning but is an eyesore.

The power and danger of pseudo-demons are far lower than that of pure-blood demons. It is said that a certain god only exterminated the pure-blood demons, but he was soft-hearted and let the pseudo-demons go.

But the pseudo-demon was bent on restoring the glory of the demon clan, and after many temptations, he finally committed evil a thousand years ago, destroying countless monk sects and mortal cities, and taking away countless lives.

That's why there was a legend about the Nine-Killing Sword Lord killing the Nine Demon Lords with one sword.

(End of this chapter)