She's not the devil emperor's nanny!

Chapter 128 Dashui and Dragon King Temple

"May I ask what sect the immortal belongs to? If not, please explain where he is a casual cultivator."

At the gate of the city, a group of imposing guards in fish-scale suits and swords were questioning the cultivators who entered the city one by one. There was also a cultivator of Jindan who entered the information of these people into a token and handed it to them.

This group of fish-scale guards seemed to have a high status in the Yong Dynasty, but they also understood the difference between mortals and cultivators. Even if they were asking, they were very polite, without showing the slightest arrogance.And it's not so much an inquiry as a cutscene, as long as the information you make up is not too outrageous, you can basically enter the city.

So the speed here is very fast, and soon they reached the few people in front of Ling Xuan.

"I'm sorry, because I still want you to wait here with me." Ling Xuan smiled wryly, looked at the dirty snow under his feet, and said guiltily.

Feng Jueqing shook his head lightly, and said: "It's just a queue, if you want, I can accompany you to Biluo Huangquan."

"Stop! Stop!" Ling Xuan raised his hand and drew an "X", saying: "Don't mention me to death casually, be careful that I will get angry!"

Feng Jueqing smiled and stopped talking.

But when it arrived at Lingxuan, when the guards of Yulinfu had already asked the first word, there was a horse neighing suddenly from behind the team, the hooves of the horses sounded like rolling thunder from far to near, and the rider's voice came from far away .

"The Promise Demon Sect is doing business! The idlers wait to disperse!"

These words were shouted domineeringly, and the cultivators lining up in front dodged one after another, fearing that they would be knocked away by this tall horse that looked like no ordinary spirit beast.Ling Xuan was stunned for a moment when he heard the Promise Demon Sect, and the city gate was relatively narrow, when Ling Xuan came to his senses and wanted to hide, he could already smell the stench of the horse's breath.

Poor Zong Yunma was slapped on the city wall, and his orifices bled suddenly. He seemed to be fine, but his internal organs were turned into a paste by Feng Jueqing's palm.And the knight on the horse fell to the ground in embarrassment, with a disheveled face, and raised his head angrily to look at Feng Jueqing, who had just shot, and said, "Who are you? But which sect am I? I'm just a casual cultivator, how dare you treat me like Wuji?" The Mozong made a move?"

"You Boundless Demon Sect?" Feng Jueqing raised his eyebrows, and Ling Xuan beside him was keenly aware of his anger.

"What are you? How dare you represent the Eternal Demon Sect?" Feng Jueqing's voice was as cold as ice.Although he doesn't seem to meddle in the affairs of the Promise Demon Sect, he takes this sect very seriously.He would be unhappy with what this knight did, but he almost hurt Ling Xuan, which successfully provoked Feng Jueqing's anger.

"You...you..." The embarrassed knight was intimidated by Feng Jueqing's aura, and then he remembered that this person had a very high level of cultivation, and he was not an opponent.Quickly took out a mechanism bird and let it fly, and then yelled: "I'll call the master of the Demon Sect to come here, don't leave if you have the ability!"

"Mechanical bird? Rescue soldiers?" Feng Jueqing let the mechanical bird fly away, as if some kind of inorganic eyes rolled, looked at the knight coldly, raised his hand, and the Yinsha sword appeared on his chest hand.

"Then you are useless."

As the words fell, the Yin Sha Sword struck out, turning into a black dragon, passing through the knight's lower abdomen, and smashing his Nascent Soul and Linghai together.

The blood-colored Nascent Soul was brought out of his spiritual sea, Feng Jueqing looked at it, his face slightly solemn.

Blood bloomed on the city wall like a blooming flower. Such a ruthless move immediately made all the cultivators present commotion.Feng Jueqing didn't care, he still clasped Ling Xuan's hand tightly, and said, "Xuan, we'll wait here. I want to see how powerful the branch elders in Yancheng are? Take it into the sect..."

Ling Xuan nodded, although he also felt that Feng Jueqing's attack was a bit ruthless, but seeing the other party's behavior, he also felt uncomfortable. Besides, their behavior is simply discrediting the reputation of the Promise Demon Sect, no wonder Feng Jueqing Kill in anger.

"Then I'd better go and get the token first, and I'll be able to enter the city after a while." Ling Xuan smiled, and walked over to the bodyguard who was completely dumbfounded by the fish scale servant and the golden core cultivator who was in charge of making the token. In front of them, no one paid any attention to shouting twice, so they had to wave their hands in front of them.

Only then did they come to their senses and were almost taken aback. When they saw Ling Xuan, they breathed a sigh of relief.

"Senior, you should leave as soon as possible. The Promise Demon Sect is the largest sect in the Demon Realm, and it is very domineering in Yancheng. If you are really caught by them, your lives will be in jeopardy." A golden core practitioner with a white beard They were kind-hearted, and when they saw that Ling Xuan and Feng Jueqing were totally unaware of the seriousness of the matter, they couldn't help reminding them.

"It's okay. Don't worry, get me a token first." Ling Xuan smiled calmly and said, "I'm Gu Lingxuan, the pharmacist."

Seeing that Ling Xuan ignored his consolation, the white-bearded cultivator hesitated to speak, but shook his head helplessly, made a token for him, handed it to Ling Xuan, and asked, "Where is that senior over there?"

"Ah~ him. He is Feng Jueqing from the Promise Demon Sect."

"Wind of the Promise Demon Sect... wind..." The white beard cultivator's beard trembled, and he raised his head suddenly after a half beat, and said, "The Unfeeling Demon Emperor of the Promise Demon Sect!?"

Ling Xuan smiled meaningfully, with a feeling of pretentiousness, but nodded without saying a word.

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"What the hell is going on? Who is so bold to kill someone from my Promise Demon Sect." A group of cultivators rushed towards the city gate, and the leader of them was sitting on a sedan chair, his whole body piled up like a mountain of fat. There was a greasy feeling, and it was thanks to the four people who carried the sedan chair that they were able to lift him.

"Elder, let's forget it. The other party must be a master in the tribulation stage, don't piss him off..." A thin middle-aged man who was in stark contrast to the meaty mountain said with a hunched back, his face full of fear and anxiety.

"Isn't it just a time to cross the catastrophe? We belong to the Eternal Demon Sect! I want to see who dares to show their paws to the Demon Sect!" The fat man patted the handrail resentfully, and it was obvious that the two people carrying the sedan chair It was more difficult to lift.

"Elder..." The middle-aged man hesitated to speak, and he has persuaded the fat man many times not to be so arrogant and domineering, because in this cultivation world, there are as many casual cultivators who are not afraid of the infinite demon sect. Sooner or later it will lead to death.

Turning his head, seeing the man in black robe waiting for them at the city gate, the middle-aged man trembled, his eyes widened suddenly, and his footsteps stopped.But the fat man and a group of people wearing the costumes of the Promise Demon Sect surrounded him.

"Is that you? How dare you do something to my disciple of the Promise Demon Sect?" The fat man saw the bloody flowers on the city wall, and his fat face was ugly.

"You are the Promise Demon Sect?" Feng Jueqing frowned, and the coercion of the Transcending Tribulation Period spread out overwhelmingly, and the two people who carried the sedan chair couldn't support it, so that the sedan chair fell to the ground, and a pool of meat fell on it. on the ground.

"Who allowed you to sit and talk to me? Who allowed you to call yourself the Promise Demon Sect?" Feng Jueqing's dark eyes were filled with icy anger.

"Who are you? Do you know what the consequences will be if you offend my Promise Demon Sect?" The fat man was in pain from the fall, and even more violently, he shouted loudly, completely ignoring Ling Xuan and the white-bearded Jin Elder Dan's sympathetic gaze.

"Consequences?" Feng Jueqing squinted his eyes, and was about to speak, but was interrupted by the sound of his knees landing.

"Six, Lord of the Sixth Palace! This subordinate has no eyes! Offended the emperor..." The skinny old man knelt down on the ground, his forehead hit the ground hard, making a dull thumping sound.

The atmosphere on the field suddenly turned from tension to panic.

Fatty looked in horror at the handsome man who was more than ten meters away from him. There was only one person who could be the master of the Sixth Palace, and that was Feng Jueqing, one of the Six Demon Emperors of the Promise Demon Sect!

God!He, what did he do?

"The Sixth Palace Master? Feng... Oh no! The Devil Emperor, spare your life! The villain has eyes that don't know Mount Tai, and he offends the Devil Emperor, damn it! Damn it!" , and raised one hand to slap himself continuously.

"You deserve to die. That's why I'm going to kill you." Feng Jueqing narrowed his eyes slightly, and the wind stirred up his black robes, causing layers of clothes to wave, and the black and white swords appeared like ghosts, flashing past Fatty.

The fat man didn't realize that he was dead until a line of blood appeared on his neck and waist, and the blood spurted out as if he didn't want money.

The fat piled head fell to the ground, and the blood sprayed all over the sky, like blooming fireworks.

The second after his head fell to the ground, the demonic yin and yang swords rushed towards those disciples with joy, some begged for mercy, and some raised their swords to resist.But the yin and yang evil spirits can even kill monsters and phoenixes, not to mention those disciples whose cultivation level is far inferior to his.

Blossoming bright blood flowers spread out on the ground, and in the blink of an eye, the ground was already covered with severed limbs.The only one who survived was the middle-aged man who knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing.

"Hey, stop knocking." Suddenly hearing someone talking in front of him, the middle-aged man's body trembled violently.

"Don't be afraid, Juqing didn't kill you, then you're fine." Ling Xuan patted the middle-aged man on the shoulder and said, "Since the elder is dead, you can temporarily take over the position of the elder. I will report to Wuji Mountain."

"Yes, yes... Thank you Emperor for not killing me." The middle-aged man seemed to have received a big order, blood was already on his forehead, but he was still kowtowing vigorously.

"Xuan, let's go." Feng Jueqing glanced at the middle-aged man, and planned to leave while holding Ling Xuan.

"Emperor, Emperor Zun, please stay at the Zongmen. I will go back immediately and prepare the residence and expenses."

"No need, we live outside. You clean up here, and then come and report what happened? When did the mighty Promise Demon Sect become like this?" Feng Jueqing was obviously still a little angry, and he didn't want to say more. He pulled Ling Xuan and left.

"Really don't you want to live there?" Ling Xuan followed Feng Jueqing and asked, "I won't go back. If you go, you will be the person in charge, and you will only have trouble. Find another place to live." Feng Jueqing also has selfish intentions, so he I don't want to come here to be the head of the sect, I just want to have a good time with Ling Xuan in Yancheng.

"That's right, then find a place to live..." Walking through a magnificent gate, Ling Xuan's words stopped, and his tone of voice didn't know where it went.

He suddenly raised his head and looked at the three-storey building beside him. When he saw the resounding three characters of "Zuixian Building" on the plaque, his jaw hit the ground with a bang.

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