Jun Chang smiled and shouted, and his momentum and style immediately gained momentum, and at the same time, he also attracted warriors from the extreme south.
"It's Sect Master Jun!"
"Looks like he's only in his early twenties!"
"Sure enough, a hero comes from a boy!"
In fact, if you carefully calculate it, Gou Sheng is already in his thirties, but because he wears facial masks all year round, he looks like a handsome boy of eighteen or nineteen.
"Elder Liu."
Jun Chang smiled and said, "What's going on?"
He was a little depressed.
If you can take the initiative to ask for help from the sect, maybe the person has been injured or beaten by a group, and is in a very dangerous situation, but when you arrive at the scene, you find that nothing happened!
How about playing?
What's going on?
It doesn't cost anything to drive a warship over?
"metropolitan."
Liu Sinan pointed to the mountain peak and said, "It's causing trouble for me."
Jun Changxiao looked in the direction, locked eyes on the slender Wanshou Demon King, and asked in surprise: "Is this person a boy or girl?"
"It's over!"
The expressions of the warriors from all walks of life changed.
Anyone who has lived in the extreme south for a long time knows that the Wanshou Demon King has one of his biggest taboos, and that is having his gender questioned by others!
With this question from Sect Master Jun, it can be regarded as touching its reverse scale!
really.
The Wanshou Demon King's eyes flashed with anger and he said: "Boy, you are humiliating me!"
It is a male monster, but something happened during the process of transforming into a human form, so it looked more feminine. Later, it was often teased by its peers, and over time it became a pain in the heart.
"humiliation?"
"So what?"
Jun Chang smiled with an indifferent expression.
He doesn't know the taboos of the Wanshou Demon King, but even if he knew what to say, he would still say it, because you do look neither male nor female!
"Those who insult me will die!"
The Wanshou Demon King shouted coldly, and billowing waves of black air instantly spread from the mountain peak, rushing towards the Tonggu warship like a group of demons dancing in chaos!
Murderous, demonic, and very explosive.
"How dare you be so presumptuous in front of the sect leader!" Yao Mengying glared and shouted, "Take him down!"
"yes!"
The ghost eight will fly out.
Jun Changxiao sat on the chair, crossed his legs, and took out the nail clippers to trim his nails.
It feels so cool to have a few powerful bodyguards without having to take action yourself!
"cut."
Seeing this, the Wanshou Demon King sneered: "Isn't it amazing how many people there are?"
As a powerful monster that dominates the extreme south, it is not uncommon for one person to fight against a group of monsters.
"Whoosh! Whoosh!"
Oniba will fly out of the warship and release powerful demonic energy without any reservation, suppressing the incoming demonic energy in an instant!
The warriors from all walks of life exclaimed in surprise: "Demon cultivator!"
They were already very far away, but they were still disturbed by the permeating demonic energy. The blood in their bodies, which were not high-level, could not be suppressed, and blood spurted out on the spot.
"withdraw!"
"Swipe!"
The warriors from all walks of life retreated as quickly as possible.
The camera then turned to the Wanshou Demon King, the disdainful smile on his face had solidified.
It wouldn't be worried if there were just a lot of people, but the problem was that judging from the auras released by these eight warriors who were tall, strong, and wearing armor, their strength seemed not to be inferior to its own!
this!
how to spell?
"call!"
"call!"
The overwhelming demonic energy is coming, like thousands of troops!
"not good!"
The Wanshou Demon King's face changed in shock.
"Boom!"
"Boom boom boom boom!"
In an instant, various special effects and energy bloomed in the air like fireworks.
The warriors who hid further away turned around and saw that the valley area was shrouded in demonic energy that blocked the sky and the sun. They all mourned in their hearts for the Wanshou Demon King.
Although they were unable to determine the strength of the eight ghost generals, they could realize from the overwhelming demonic energy that there were so many people, so great!
"boom!"
Not long after, the Wanshou Demon King flew out of the demonic energy and unlocked a new posture of landing on his face.
"Damn it...damn it!"
He stood up, covered his face, and said angrily: "If you have the ability, challenge me to a duel!"
Jun Changxiao said disapprovingly while trimming his nails: "You fight eight by yourself, aren't you just fighting one another?"
"What I'm talking about is a one-on-one fight!"
"boom!"
Dust flew and the earth shook.
A ghost general landed next to the Wanshou Demon King and made a punching gesture. The latter was sunken into the ground in the shape of a 'swastika', with an unusually eye-catching fist mark on his right face.
"Why."
Jun Changxiao shook his head and said, "You can't even do it one-on-one."
"Ah!"
The Wanshou Demon King jumped out of the pit and roared with flying black hair. As a result, several ghosts who fell behind kicked him and beat him up like crazy.
"Boom boom boom!"
"Boom boom boom boom!"
"Plop!"
A moment later, the Wanshou Demon King fell to the ground with a bruised nose and swollen face, eyes narrowed into lines, and no part of his body was intact. He was tortured in an extremely miserable manner.
It’s true, two fists are no match for many.
What's more, there are eight powerful generals of the Demon Clan.
Jun Chang smiled down, took out the Qinglong Yanyue Sword, put it on his neck, and said calmly: "I not only want to humiliate you, but also kill you. Excuse me, do you have any opinions?"
"..."
The Wanshou Demon King has no strength to speak.
Sending out eight powerful demon cultivators casually, this Eternal Sect would be too terrifying.
"metropolitan."
Liu Sinan suggested: "This beast is quite strong. You can take it back to see the beast."
Jun Changxiao's eyes lit up and he said, "What a great idea!"
"Damn...damn..."
The Wanshou Demon King gathered some strength and said: "Shi can be killed... cannot be humiliated... don't even think about it..."
"take away!"
"yes!"
The Wanshou Demon King was immediately tied up and carried to the Tonggu Warship, and then flew away with a jet of light from its tail. The whole process could be said to have come and gone in a hurry.
The warriors from all walks of life were stunned.
The demon king who was rampant in the extreme south was just captured by the Eternal Sect?
…
"Crunch."
The scarred Wanshou Demon King was thrown into the cell. Because he had regained some strength when he came, he lay on the ground and roared: "I will not give in!"
"What's the fuss about?"
The Purple Demon King walked over with a straight face.
Jun Changxiao did not throw the guy into the Tianyuan Prison Tower, but sent him to the cell of the Spiritual Beast Hall. After all, he was the same kind as Ah Zi, so he should be able to surrender.
really.
When the Wanshou Demon King saw the Purple Demon Queen, he immediately smelled the similar scent.
"Who are you?"
"This is the right thing for me to ask you."
Ah Zi sat down, the hall master was very strong.
"snort!"
The Wanshou Demon King said proudly: "I am the demon king of the Wanshou Mountains with endless longevity!"
"Wanshou Mountains?"
The Purple Demon King said with endless thoughts: "A place full of memories."
"I still remember that thousands of years ago, I met a toad spirit there who was being bullied by his companions. Seeing its pity, I rescued it and gave it a few crystal cores. I wonder if it has become stronger now."
The moment he heard the Toad Spirit, the Wanshou Demon King's eyes widened.
"how?"
Seeing the change in its expression, the Purple Demon King joked: "Then the unlucky guy won't be you, right?"
The Wanshou Demon King said with a trembling voice: "Are you...could it be...Brother Zi?"
"Brother Zi."
The Purple Demon King shook his head and said with emotion: "It's also a title full of memories."
As he spoke, the appearance on his face gradually changed, from a man in his twenties and thirties to a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties, with deep eyes and a weathered face that conveyed the feeling of "I haven't been a big brother for many years."
"Brother Zi!"
The Wanshou Demon King said in surprise: "It's really Brother Zi!"
"Are you a toad spirit?"
"Yes, I am the little clam who gave you the favor back then!"
The Purple Demon King stood up and turned his back to it, crying in his heart: "In the past few years since I left the upper world, the cultivation level of the Caibi who I have rescued is higher than mine!!"