Deep in the vast and wild Nanling Mountains, in the majestic and vast Demon Temple, the demon aura soared into the sky, and the fairy aura curled up. A group of old demons stared intently at the young figures in the hall, full of satisfaction.
"Changmeng, how do you think we should deal with this matter of Yaizhen?" On the high seat, Demon God King Qi asked calmly.
"It will be dealt with according to the rules of the Demon Emperor's Palace." Bai Meng replied calmly and calmly, neither being humble nor arrogant.
"What are the rules of the palace..." King Qi seemed to be muttering to himself, but also seemed to be hesitating.
"Palace Master, Yaizhen was just confused for a moment, not to mention he didn't cause any substantial harm. We have to give him a chance!"
"That's right, otherwise those disciples who made mistakes just because of recklessness would be chilled by this!" The elders of Yajuan's camp jumped out one after another to protect Yajuan.
But they did not notice that no one in the entire hall argued with them. The middle-aged man beside King Qi never appeared, and the eyes of Demon God King Qi were deep, making it difficult for people to clearly see his emotions, anger, sorrow, and joy.
After a long time, the elders also realized that something was wrong, and they all fell silent. The whole hall became eerily silent.
"Master Qi, according to your instructions, all the monks above Lun Haijing of the Jackal Demon Tribe have been annihilated, and the rest have been expelled from the Demon Emperor's Palace!" Suddenly, the middle-aged man appeared in the main hall, walking towards him like a dragon or a tiger.
"What! Elder Ye, why didn't you discuss such a big matter with us?" An elder was furious and had a premonition of something.
"Discuss? When do we, the Demon Emperor Palace, need to seek your opinions when dealing with such rebellious clans?" Elder Ye smiled coldly.
"You, you..." The elder's hands were shaking with anger, and he pointed at Elder Ye and was about to say something.
But a huge and awe-inspiring coercion swept over, covering the entire Demon Emperor's Palace, and the shocking demon aura suddenly changed. The outside of the Demon Palace was filled with darkness, black clouds rolled, and thunder surged.
This is the unreserved pressure of a king! It seems to have avoided Bai Meng's disciples consciously, but it also made Tu Shan Qihua and others look horrified.
They have all seen powerful coercion. Although they often visit the palace master, they have never seen the palace master take action with all his strength. They only feel that there is not much difference between the two realms. Now they understand that this is simply heaven and earth! What do they understand?
He is the king! What is Zhan Dao!
King Qi glanced at Bai Meng, who was standing aside. There was no fear or awe in his eyes, only extremely bright black and white eyes, which seemed to be burning with burning fire. It was the yearning for the strong and the determination to achieve it.
Courage and belief! He couldn't help but feel a flash of relief.
"It seems that the Jackal Demon Clan has given you a lot of benefits. It has made you all forget about me, the master of the palace, and forget that this is the holy land of the demon clan and the demon temple!" He said in a low voice without any fluctuation.
The elders were forced to the stone seat by this coercion, and the pressure in their bodies stopped and even continued to dissipate.
"The power of the king, the quasi-emperor's dao marks!" Bai Meng's starry eyes moved, and the divine chain composed of the dense dao patterns and divine marks inside the demon temple appeared in his eyes. The quasi-emperor's aura and dao marks were like a little sun, dazzling and bright.
Shine!
He was even more amazed that this hall itself was a quasi-emperor weapon! The palace master used the power of the king to incorporate a small part of the quasi-emperor law of the Demon Temple into his body. In a sense, in the Demon Temple, the palace master was invincible!
Not only that, the quasi-emperor's Dao marks make it easier for the palace master to hone his own path and increase the chance of defeating the king and becoming a saint! This is also very dangerous. Once the quasi-emperor's law conflicts with the king's law in the body, at least it will destroy the cultivation level, and at worst, the cultivation will be abolished.
In one moment, it will disintegrate into Tao, and no bones will remain!
"ah!"
The elders wailed miserably, their auras continued to drop, from half-step to becoming powerful, to becoming a dragon, to the four extremes... They looked horrified and frightened, and their constant struggles were full of powerlessness.
Looking at the mist-shrouded and stern-looking palace master, I seem to see the high-spirited and unparalleled young demon god more than a thousand years ago, sweeping across the Nanling Mountains and shining like a bright star in the sky.
"Ye, send them to purgatory in the palace. The remaining people, except Changmeng, please leave!" King Qi said in a deep voice.
All the elders bowed one after another, stood up and left. Everyone's expression was very calm. This was a plan they had set up together with the palace master, so that the Jackal Demon Clan would wither away in the most dazzling and crazy way like the bellflower.
"Do you know why I am dealing with this matter in front of you, and why I want to keep you?" The fog in front of King Qi dispersed, and he stared at Bai Meng with his deep eyes.
"Because the Palace Master needs it, the Demon Emperor Palace also needs a junior who can take the lead! And I am the best demon candidate!" Bai Meng's tone was sonorous and powerful, and there was an inexplicable courage and belief revealed, which made people look at him.
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"Yes, you can also see that the talent in the Demon Emperor's Palace has withered in this generation, and the successor Wuyao, Tushan and the Nine-Tails Clan's leader, Qi Hua is also unable to go further due to his injuries." King Qi sighed.
The older generation has entered their twilight years. Although he is the king, he is still alone. After all, the foundations of other holy places may not be able to deal with the saints, but they are more than enough to deal with the king! And he still has to take care of the Demon Emperor's Palace.
"You are an ancient disciple, and you have the blood of Xianluan True Phoenix. After you pass the last trial, I will give you the identity of the young master of the Demon Emperor Palace.
At that time, the Demon Emperor's Palace will provide you with all the resources you need and become your strongest backing!
I don’t ask you to become an emperor, I only hope that if you succeed in your cultivation, you can protect the Demon Emperor’s Palace for three thousand years!” King Qi stood up, his eyes like torches, and his eyes were like two sharp swords piercing Bai Meng’s heart, which was breathtaking.
Majestic and solemn!
"I am already a disciple of the Demon Emperor Palace, and I have long been an ancient descendant." Bai Meng did not say any oath, but it was more convincing than anything else.
"Okay!" King Qi's eyes were dazzling, he waved his sleeves gently, and three ancient purple bamboo scrolls and a jade bottle floated out from the sleeves. He waved them slightly and floated towards Bai Meng.
"This is a complete biblical text, as well as the ancient scrolls of the Demon King and the Demon God who created the four poles and the realm of dragon transformation. As for the Imperial Scripture, it has long been lost and incomplete over the long years. We have only barely preserved it.
Sendai and Daogong scrolls, you can let the ancients pass them on to you.
In the jade bottle, there is five million kilograms of source. If it is not enough, take my token and go to the demon treasury to get it!"
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The night is bright, and the silver light is scattered on the misty mountains, making the top of the mountain quiet.
Bai Meng stood on the top of the mountain, in harmony with the people, and looked into the distance quietly. The palace master had spent a lot of money this time. The scriptures, the rough ancient scrolls of the quasi-emperor and the emperor could be said to be full of sincerity.
Naturally, he reciprocated the favor and handed the Nine Drops of Emperor's Liquid to the palace master before leaving. But now, there are still ancient things.
Bai Meng's figure dissipated and turned into stars, condensing in front of an ordinary stone door, and said softly: