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Chapter 367 The Little Follower in the Immortal World 47

"How dare you, Shuzi!!!"

"You are the leader of the righteous sect, yet you are so cruel and ruthless!!"

Immortal Jingyang's hatred was so intense that not only the white-bearded Taoist priest and the fat Taoist priest, but even the other people present couldn't help but frown when they heard his contemptuous words.

This is the role model they have always admired?!

Is he such a madman?

As everyone's filters shattered, Immortal Venerable Jing Yang spoke again, "Originally, this was just an internal conflict within the sect, but since you all insist on intervening, don't blame me for being rude."

This seat?!

Did they hear correctly? The Immortal Lord Jingyang just mentioned "this seat" and not "this deity"!

The only person in this world who can call himself "this seat" is the elusive Demon Lord Ming Ye of the Demon Clan.

When the Immortal Lord Jingyang calls himself "this lord", is he going to become a demon, or is he originally the Demon Lord Mingye?

If it is the latter, then it is ridiculous that they have worshipped the Demon Lord as the patron saint of righteousness for so many years.

People didn't dare to think about it any further, but sometimes the facts didn't allow them to deceive themselves.

On the high platform, Immortal Lord Jingyang suddenly showed a vicious smile, and then the wedding clothes on his body exploded, revealing the black and gold background, which was the classic outfit of Demon Lord Mingye.

“It’s Demon Lord Mingye!!!”

Suddenly, someone in the audience shouted loudly, and everyone immediately took out their life-saving magic weapons and took alert. "Mingye, you devil, what have you done to Immortal Lord Jingyang?"

Seeing that they were still pretending to be calm at this time, Demon Lord Ming Ye laughed even more heartily, clapping his hands and mockingly saying, "You all are getting more and more naive. There is no such thing as Immortal Lord Jing Yang. It has always been me, Demon Lord Ming Ye."

Everyone: I dare not open my eyes, hoping it is an illusion.

Among those present, the disciples of Luoshen Sect suffered the greatest impact, and Huo Ying, the eldest disciple who was entrusted with an important task, was the first to bear the brunt.

He couldn't believe his ears.

In his heart, the master is both a teacher and a father, but now he is told that the master in his heart does not exist at all, and is just a role-playing game played by the Demon Lord.

What does all the companionship, encouragement and support I gave you in the past count for? Was it just a prank?

Hong Fan and Mu Ge both looked at Huo Ying, their eyes full of worry.

When they entered the sect, Immortal Master Jingyang would go into seclusion from time to time. They grew up almost under the guidance of their eldest senior brother Huo Ying, and their relationship with him was much deeper than that with Immortal Master Jingyang, whom they only met rarely.

Now that Immortal Lord Jingyang suddenly revealed that he was the Demon Lord, this was no less than a collapse of faith for the eldest senior brother.

Some people are happy that someone is worried.

Wen Yao, who was standing by the platform ready to escape at any time: No, the surprise came too suddenly!

No wonder Immortal Jingyang didn't notice anything when she took over Yuan Wenyao's body. It turned out that her master was actually one of her own. All those years of fear were in vain.

Wen Yao was no longer afraid and straightened her back a little.

With her biggest backers right here, what is she afraid of? All she can think about now is rolling up her sleeves and working hard. She has been pretending to be a righteous little white flower for so many years that she has almost forgotten the pleasure of licking blood from the tip of a knife.

Just when everyone's attention was focused on the stage, the demon soldiers had surrounded them without them knowing when.

"Okay, truth time is over."

The Demon Lord was very satisfied with the looks in the eyes of the people who wanted to kill him but were afraid to do so. He raised his hand and waved it, and suddenly a transparent cover-like barrier formed around him.

The scope covers the entire Luoshen Sect.

This barrier cannot be broken unless Demon Lord Mingye dies. It is the unique skill of his life-saving magic weapon Linglongchou. It can lock people in a small space without anyone noticing, and prevent them from contacting the outside world.

"Come on, kill them!!!"

Following the command from Demon Lord Mingye, the powerful shouts of the demon soldiers came from all directions, "Kill, kill, kill!!!"

This is clearly a bureau.

But at this time, everyone had no time to think and they all fought hard.

The Demon Lord Mingye ordered several of his generals to entangle the white-bearded Taoist priest and the fat Taoist priest, while he himself kept a close eye on the man who was the descendant of the so-called Zi Yu Immortal and who had revealed his identity.

He actually didn't plan to take action so early.

The original plan for today was just to humiliate Huo Ying, destroy his cultivation and drive him out of the sect, so that he would be condemned by everyone for betraying his master and ancestors.

Wait until Huo Ying has experienced the coldness of human nature, and then end his life completely.

Unfortunately, his carefully planned script was disrupted, forcing him to reveal his identity in advance and use his trump card to eliminate all these annoying guys.

Demon Lord Mingye leaped forward, showing his pitch-black claws to grab Su Ziyu, "I want to see what this so-called descendant of Ziyu is like."

He didn't believe that Zi Yu, that dead homosexual, would touch anyone other than Huo Ying. It was impossible for him to have any descendants.

Su Ziyu knew that he could not win, so he could only mobilize all his spiritual power to dodge.

He initially took the palm strike from Demon Lord Ming Ye, seemingly doing it lightly, but in fact it was all thanks to his magic weapon. Now facing the aggressive Demon Lord Ming Ye, he could only flee everywhere.

"System, think of a solution!!"

"Shuqi, does your previous owner have any magic weapons left behind? This is a critical moment, don't hide them, take them out and save your life!"

Soon, Shuqi responded through consciousness.

"Su, what do you mean by my former master? You're my master's reincarnation! I originally thought you'd ascend to the upper realms and enjoy the good life, but who knew you'd become so love-sick that you gave up on ascending and reincarnated."

"Besides, you didn't count the things you left behind! I'm just a book spirit, how can I conjure up a high-level magical weapon for you?"

As Shu Qi continued to mutter with resentment, the system spoke up, "Host, I can temporarily help you improve your cultivation to that of the Purple Jade Immortal, but the price is your death."

Su Ziyu agreed without thinking, "Okay."

The system continued: [OK, host, please wait, it will take about ten minutes.]

No way, it takes so long.

Su Zi wanted to frown and protest, but the system said that it was already very fast and asked him to delay for a while.

The next second, this game of cat and mouse was over.

Su Ziyu was forced into a corner. The Demon Lord Ming Ye did not rush to kill him, but took off his disguise. After seeing the face without makeup, he showed an unexpected but reasonable expression.

"Oh, it's you!"

Demon Lord Mingye raised his eyebrows slightly, pinching Su Ziyu's chin with his hand, "I took you in out of kindness, and this is how you repay me, my little disciple?"

Su Ziyu tried hard to curl his lips and smile, "Look at what you said, Demon Lord. I don't deserve your kindness. If you hadn't ordered the massacre of the entire Piaomiao Sect, I wouldn't need your kindness to take me in."

The Demon Lord Mingye was amused by his glib tongue at first, but then his expression suddenly changed. He fiercely pinched Su Ziyu's neck and said, "Tell me, where is the Tongtian Jade?"

Su Ziyu was almost out of breath. "I told you before, I don't know what Tongtian Jade is."

"You're really being stubborn." Demon Lord Mingye increased the strength in his hands. "If you didn't get the Tongtian Jade, how could you imitate Zi Yu's appearance? Don't try to deceive me, or I will make you suffer unbearable pain."

"I really do not know."

Su Ziyu's cheeks turned red due to lack of oxygen, and his survival instinct made him slap the Demon Lord Mingye's arm desperately.

Unfortunately, his strength was so weak that it was like scratching an itch with a shoe. It had no effect at all. Instead, it angered the Demon Lord Mingye. "Okay, I'll count to tens. If you don't tell me, I'll kill one at random."