The night is like water, no stars or moon, and there is no light in the dark courtyard.

There is only a strong smell of blood, which cannot be dissipated.

Many corpses were lying on the ground, blood flowing down from them, dyeing the floor scarlet red. The ferocious man smiled and took away the energy of the person who had not yet died, and threw the person aside at the moment when they died.

"Is there still a living thing? Why haven't I found that Jiuxiao Jade Bead?" The man standing on the steps held a folding fan in his hand. His eyebrows and eyes were tired and lazy. He looked at the bookish in a long gown, but there was a deep evil spirit in his eyes.

He is undoubtedly the leader of these people, and someone immediately reported respectfully: "Return to the guardian, Ni Yunchu, the young master of Ni's family, has not been found yet. He is known as the "No. 1 genius in the Central Land" and is highly valued by the family. His subordinates suspect that the Nine-sky Jade Bead is on him."

This man came up as soon as possible to seek credit, but he didn't expect the guardian to hear that. He sneered, and a folding fan in his hand slightly closed, and a ray of energy flew out, shot straight at him, throwing him five feet away, and spewing a mouthful of blood.

Everyone was silent for a moment. Only the sound of the guardian sounded in this cold night. It was not loud, even a very nice sound, but it made people feel goosebumps.

"Waste." He whined out these two words, and the guardian looked unhappy, "If I cannot obtain the Jade Bead of Nine Sky, wouldn't I have wasted my strength this time?"

The murderous intent in his words made everyone below tremble.

Although they are so powerful in front of others, after all, they are just ants in the eyes of superiors. Even if they are beaten and killed at will, no one will care.

There are two guardians under the throne of the Demon Lord. Among them, the right guardians are in charge of finance. As long as they have money, they are the most popular existence in the Demon Realm; while the left guardian Shang Qing is a real killer god, and he is moody and can't give anyone any face.

Many people have reported his case in front of the Demon Lord, but Shang Qing and the Demon Lord were both demons in the past. It is said that the two were both true disciples of the Miaozhen Sect and had a long time ago. Whether this is true or not, the Demon Lord just watched Shang Qing's actions coldly, and never scolded him, but everyone really saw it.

For hundreds of years, Shang Qing's style has never changed. It is true that he is bloodthirsty, but it is true that he is generous. Anyone who works for him, as long as he is not dead, will be rich and enviable.

It is said that wealth and honor are in danger, and ordinary people are willing to take risks, let alone unscrupulous people in the demon world.

But at this moment, in this deadly silence, many people secretly regretted it.

No matter how many spirit stones and magic weapons are, you have to live to enjoy them.

Just as Shang Qing raised his eyebrows and his sleeves slightly moved, and he was brewing to kill all the idiots in front of him, a voice saved them: "Someone ran towards the back mountain! Someone came!"

"It must be Ni Yunchu!"

Shang Qing's lips curled slightly, and a faint evil air flowed out. He raised his jaw slightly: "You can't chase after me quickly. If you find the Jade Bead of Jiuxiao, the other assets in the Ni Mansion will be yours."

"Yes!" Everyone was excited, and they used magic weapons to chase after them in the sound.

Shang Qing slowly fell behind them, and the hell on earth and the red blood of the corpse were no longer in his eyes.

There was nothing in his eyes. There was only the bright red at the end of his eyes, which added a bit of weirdness to him.

The back mountain of Ni’s mansion is high and steep, with heavy mountains reflecting each other, and the cliff is deep and bottomless.

The young man in white was forced to the edge of the cliff and could only be unable to fall with a sword as support. His handsome face was bloodless.

He was surrounded by a group of monks in the Demon Realm, but his face was not timid, his eyes were clear and cold, and he glanced around with deep hatred, as if he wanted to keep all these enemies in his mind.

There was really a monk who was caught by his cruel eyes and couldn't help but take a step back. After reacting, he couldn't help but become angry: "Boy, don't be shameless! Hand over the Jiuxiao Jade Bead obediently, maybe you can spare your entire body!"

Ni Yunchu sneered.

Even if the Jade Bead of Jiuxiao is really on him, he will not hand it over to these irreconcilable enemies!

Perhaps his disdainful expression was too obvious, and someone could not help but use magic weapons to tie up the former pride of heaven to question and humiliate them!

The long rope flew out like a snake, with sharp barbs on it. At this time, it stretched and shrank, as if there was life, and it was very attractive.

The first to take action was a middle-aged man in black robe. Even when facing a boy less than half of him, he still did not dare to ignore it and used his natal magic weapon. Although Ni Yunchu was only fifteen years old, he had been famous in Zhonglu for seven years and has been in the late stage of foundation building. At that time, he built the foundation at the age of eight, and the young man looked down on the heroes of the world. He ranked first in the Central and Mainland Competition and was regarded as the light of the revival of the Right Way. Even the Demon World has heard of it.

Now he is alone and has a sword, and has been dealing with them for a quarter of an hour, which is shocking.

However, that's the end.

A flash of light flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes. Although he only had the late stage of foundation building, he could win because his spiritual power was abundant and his loss was not much. Ni Yunchu's spiritual power was so strong that it was far beyond everyone's expectations, but after a competition just now, I'm afraid there was not much left.

I only have to capture him, so I will not worry about the Left Guardian not rewarding him!

There were many people who had the same mind as him. Seeing that his companions made a move, they did not feel ashamed of bullying the few, and they used magic weapons one after another. Some people were even afraid that Ni Yunchu would jump off the cliff without stopping, so they secretly threw out a net-shaped magic weapon. As long as he jumped down, he could immediately capture him and make him a turtle in the jar!

Ni Yunchu's spiritual power was indeed about to be exhausted. He was struggling, with more and more scars on his body, and a trace of blood oozing from the corner of his mouth.

Seeing this, the monks in the Demon Realm increased their attacks and tried to take him down.

The sword in Ni Yunchu's hand began to appear cracks.

There was a cruel determination in his eyes.

The Ni family not only has treasures like the Jiuxiao Jade Pearl, but also another magic weapon, called the Phoenix Pearl, which can destroy the world in an instant, comparable to the Nascent Soul Self-destruction.

And this is in his inner palace.

There was a faint light between his eyebrows, but no one noticed that the monks in the Demon World were immersed in the satisfaction of taking him down.

Ni Yunchu closed her eyes.

Seeing that the last trace of spiritual power was about to be exhausted, he suddenly spoke: "The Jade Bead of Jiuxiao is no longer here."

After a moment of stagnation, the demon monks looked at each other.

For some reason, the Left Guardian had not come here now. They were unable to make up their minds for a moment, and they didn't know whether they should believe him.

One of the Jindan monks with higher cultivation level said, "Oh? Where is that? As long as you are willing to hand it over, I promise that you will never make things difficult for you."

As for the future... then I can't control it anymore.

Ni Yunchu coughed twice and said, "The Ni family has a treasure house that specializes in storing magic weapons and spiritual weapons collected over the years, and all the supreme and noble things are there."

Seeing the people in front of him showing covetous look, he sneered in his heart, turned his head away, and looked reluctant: "As long as you promise not to hurt my life, I will take you there."

Fengzhu's self-destruction needs to be brewed for a long time. Ni Yunchu was calculating time in his mind. Perhaps no one would believe that he was calm in his heart at this moment.

The reputation of Ni Yunchu being premature and wise, Jindan monks have also heard of Ni Yunchu's reputation, but they don't care. Who doesn't know that those immortal cultivators have been suppressed by their Demon Lord and their talents have withered? Perhaps any person with some talent can be praised as a genius by them!

After mocking her in her heart, the Jindan monk said proudly: "If you know your appearance, what if you keep your life? Just lead the way!"

There was a little uproar among the monks in the Demon Realm, but no one blatantly raised questions. The strong are respected, which is particularly vivid in the Demon Realm.

Out of the still vigilance, the Jindan monk let Ni Yunchu walk ahead.

Ni Yunchu raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth and took the opportunity to swallow a spiritual medicine. He turned left and right, and finally stood in front of a hillside, with a contemptuous smile on the corner of his mouth.

Capturing this smirk, the Jindan monk's pupils shrank and he shouted: "Boy, where is the treasure house?"

Ni Yunchu bent her lips, and Yun Danfengqing said: "You go to hell to find it."

"court death!"

The monk was furious and raised his hand and threw a talisman over.

Ni Yunchu knew that he could not avoid it, and he did not intend to avoid it. He secretly recited the magic spell, driving the Fengzhu in his heart.

Today, let him die here with these people!

The moment before the talisman was about to reach Ni Yunchu's body, Ni Yunchu's mantra was about to be completed. At this moment, an extremely rapid light flew over, just canceling out the talisman, and both disappeared in the air at the same time!

The Jindan monk's pupils shrank, and he was furious! He shouted loudly: "Who is it!"

Everyone made way for the Tao and looked back vigilantly. However, at this moment, another sword light flew over the neck of the Jindan monk, and the speed was so fast that no one could react!

A dull sound.

The Jindan monk fell to the ground.

In just a moment, a Jindan monk was killed! What kind of cultivation is this? I’m afraid that some old Nascent Soul monster has arrived?

However, what appeared in front of everyone was a young man in white. He had a handsome face and a cold expression like ice and snow. Facing the white clothes, he seemed to be an immortal in a trance.

He walked slowly and walked to Ni Yunchu's side. The sword in his hand was like a cold spring, emitting a faint blue light.

It was this sword, this man, who killed the Jindan monk.

There is not a golden elixir among the remaining demon cultivators, but they believe that their cultivation is not as good as the previous golden elixir cultivator, and they are even more reluctant to step forward at this time.

This man’s cultivation is unfathomable. Killing the Golden Pill is like crushing an ant to death. I’m afraid he will be a Nascent Soul cultivator!

That's only the guardian can deal with it!

Seeing the sword in the white man lifting up again, everyone took a few steps back and followed the yelling "Go! Go and find the guardian!" and ran away without a trace.

On the spot, Ni Yunchu's spell was not completed, but was interrupted by a sudden sword light.

He looked at the man in white beside him, as if he had seen the most incredible thing in the world, and his cold and white face was indescribable.

The backlash pain and long-term movement made the boy exhausted. Being able to hold on until now was just a chord of hatred. At this time, the enemy retreated, and he couldn't help but kneel on the ground. A moment before completely closing his eyes, he felt himself falling into a cool embrace.

There is a faint fragrance of plum lingers at the nose.

He grabbed the sleeves of the man in white with his last trace of strength and murmured: "Brother..."

The author has something to say: Talk about the setting: Qi Refining - Foundation Building - Golden Elixir - Nascent Soul - Transforming God - Mahayana, six realms, Golden Elixir is a master, Nascent Soul is a big guy, and there are very few God Transforming God, and Mahayana will ascend. Please don’t complain about the research party.

Good night^-^

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