I have been slaying demons in the Demon Slayer Division for thirty years

Zhou Yi glanced at the crowd of monsters in the field with hazy eyes, raised his glass and shouted.

"Low-key? Why should I be low-key?"

"I am a descendant of Taizu, the grandson of Zhongzong, and the uncle of the current emperor!"

"I am the Supreme Prince of Yunxiao Taoist Palace, the leader of the Taoist sect..."

Every time Zhou Yi said something, Sanwu's face turned pale, and he wished he could cast a spell to seal his mouth.

"Hahaha! Young people today are different from those back then."

Sanwu quickly interrupted, unable to let Zhou Yi continue to be arrogant, and said: "Back then, when I was listening to the Dharma in the Yunxiao Taoist Palace, I didn't dare to refute every word that Patriarch Huayang said."

Ao Jing's eyes lit up and he asked in surprise: "So the true immortal comes from Yunxiao Dao Palace?"

Huayang Zhenxian is the founder of Yunxiao Taoist Palace. He has lived in seclusion in Wulong Mountain for hundreds of years and has written down the Taixuan Taoist canon inheritance to this day.

Sanwu nodded slightly: "I'm just a spectator, barely registered. Sanwu, according to your seniority, it's not an exaggeration to call me master."

The god-refining experts in the palace couldn't help but look envious, and wanted to pick up a true immortal master for nothing.

Dragon Lord Ao Jing, as well as many demon kings from outside the territory, included Yunxiao Dao Palace in their hearts as being unprovoked.

"Master?"

Zhou Yi was confused and asked, how did he become the ancestor of Sanwu?

Next time we meet, will Sanwu have to pray to me?

"Well! No need to greet me."

Sanwu characterized the interrogative sentence as an affirmative sentence, turned to Ao Jing and said: "When a poor man comes to the Dragon Palace, the first thing he does is congratulate the Dragon King on his accession to the throne."

"Thank you, Immortal."

Ao Jing had a look of joy on his face and a thump in his heart.

Generally speaking, the first thing is good, and the next thing is bad news. This is called courtesy first and then attack.

really.

"The second thing is that the position of Dragon Lord to lead the demon clan is related to the safety of Yunzhou."

Sanwu said with a serious face: "Back then, Taizu Daqian and the old dragon signed a blood oath, and the dragon palace restrained the demon clan from being enemies of the human race. Now that the new dragon king has taken office, there must be an explanation for this blood oath..."

It was clear that the real immortal in front of him was calm and calm, his aura was restrained, and he was returning to his original nature, but it made Ao Jing sweat on his forehead.

Ao Jing looked at the invited demon kings from outside the territory. Behind them were the demon immortal kings, who were important helpers for the Luoshui Dragon Palace to compete with Da Gan.

The demon king from outside the territory tasted the fairy wine with his eyes and nose, mouth to heart, and no other distractions.

Little did they know that all the demon kings were also scolding Ao Jing in their hearts, showing off their power, waving flags and shouting. They did not say in advance that a true immortal was coming.

If I had known this, I would have made preparations in advance, such as not coming, practicing in seclusion, being busy with family affairs...

"Chief Immortal, this matter is of great importance and I must ask my father for instructions."

Ao Jing answered bravely and kept communicating with Lao Long secretly.

For fear that the True Immortal would be angry and the Dragon Palace would hold another Dragon Lord Banquet, my father and his thousands of descendants would never risk their lives against the True Immortal for it.

After a moment, the old dragon's voice sounded in its ears.

"Idiot, this real immortal is fake..."

"???"

Ao Jing looked in disbelief, and then looked at San Wu with anger flashing in his eyes.

At the same time, he sent a message to the demon king outside the territory and secretly discussed that the identity of the fake immortal must be exposed and the human race should be severely slapped in the face.

Sanwu Fengqingyundan waved to Dragon Girl Aohan to step back, and kept urging her at the same time.

"My disciple doesn't like women. Today I'm drunk and dissolute. Don't take it seriously, Dragon Girl!"

"ah--"

Ao Han looked surprised and looked at Zhou Yi's eyes.

Long Nu had also heard about the reputation of Sanwu Zhenren, an old naughty boy, who was still single and unmarried, and it turned out that this was the root cause.

Sanwu didn't know why, so he secretly cast a spell to help Zhou Yi relieve his alcoholism.

The real dragon immortal brew was extraordinary, and Zhou Yi could not resolve it with magic power, making him drunken and hazy.

After being resolved by mana, his mind gradually regained consciousness, and the overlapping shadows in front of him gradually turned into one.

"Um?"

The first thing Zhou Yi did when he woke up was to check his whole body, and then he felt relieved when there was no violation.

The memory of drunkenness came to Yin Shen, and he suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

It was just a matter of making trouble under the pretext of being drunk, but he actually flirted with the dragon girl in the Dragon Palace. You must know that the old dragon is not dead yet, so he might be plotting against him secretly.

Zhou Yi repeatedly reflected that drunkenness caused trouble, and he must never drink again in the future!

Glancing at the "True Immortal", he secretly thought about who could use his name to cause trouble, and quickly targeted a few targets, most likely Sanwu Lao Dao.

"Okay! Let me recognize my ancestors myself, humph..."

Zhou Yi's mind was spinning. He looked like he was just waking up from a hangover. He stood up and bowed to the "true immortal".

"Ancestor, the unworthy descendants have been looking for you for hundreds of years, and now they have found you."

"Well?"

Sanwu raised his eyebrows. He always felt that there was something wrong with the tone of voice of this impostor.

"Ancestor, the thousands of acres of spiritual fields in the Dao Palace are all yours..."

"Ancestor, there are countless Taoist elixirs for you to taste..."

"Ancestor..."

A mouthful of ancestors made Sanwu stupid, and Ao Jing, who was secretly discussing strategies with the Demon King, felt contempt in his heart.

This "Three Enlightenments" are really stupid, worshiping fake immortals as their own ancestors.

After Ao Jing had discussed it, he coughed lightly and said: "Chief Immortal, my father and I have made it clear that the Dragon Clan will abide by the oath, but..."

The extraterritorial demon king on the side snorted coldly and said: "The Luoshui Dragon Clan has a blood connection with our Liubo Dragon Clan. How can we allow the human race to enslave us? If we want to continue the blood oath, we must show corresponding strength!"

Sanwu was shocked when he heard this, and the worst expectation appeared.

Last night, Hou'er was drunk with wine, his blood was boiling, and his brain was hot, and he thought about using the reputation of the bull-riding immortal to coax the dragon clan into continuing the blood oath without any bloodshed.

The previous roles are very good, including the transformation of the sacred cow, which is exactly the same as the original version, and the whole process is flawless.

However, the premise of everything is that there should be no fighting, otherwise once they fight, their identity will be exposed immediately.

Combined with the fact that Ao Jing and the demon king from outside the territory were respectful and arrogant, they must have seen through the transformation spell. In all likelihood, it was Lao Long who was behind the scenes.

Based on this calculation, Sanwu was immediately frightened.

How dare he confront the old dragon? He coughed lightly and found a reason to leave the Dragon Palace.

Snapped!

Zhou Yi slapped the table and shouted loudly: "How dare these loaches disrespect our ancestors!"

Sanwu's expression froze. He helped the fake guy to relieve his hangover so that he would stop messing around. If he had known this, he might as well have continued to die drunk!

Ao Jing and others were shocked. Zhou Yi's previous fierceness and tyranny made them frightened.

——Nephew Ao Xun, I will lend you my magic power and teach him a lesson, even little Sanwu dares to treat the dragon girl lightly!

Ao Xun, the demon king from the Dragon Tribe of Liubo Island, felt happy when he heard this voice.

Liubo Island is a large island in the East China Sea, across the sea from Yunzhou. It received an invitation to the Dragon King's banquet half a year ago, carrying the mission of forming an alliance with Luoshui Dragon Palace.

Outside Yunzhou, all kinds of frosty sky are free, but they are not as stable as Daqian.

Originally, because of the ferocity of "Three Enlightenments" and the appearance of "True Immortal", he threw the task aside.

Dragon Lord's mission is very important, and his own life is even more important. Even if Liubo Island is destroyed, as Ao Xun's first-grade thunder dragon, he can live happily wherever he goes.

It is impossible to sacrifice one's life for the boss. If the company goes bankrupt, run away with the bucket, and change companies to continue fishing!

It's different now. The real immortal has become a fake immortal, and there is a real dragon secretly supporting him. Surrender against the wind has turned into a tailwind, and Ao Xun is willing to make contributions to the dragon clan.

Ao Xun nodded slightly to express his agreement, and a new mana immediately appeared in his body, as majestic as a river.

The original mana is not even one tenth.

This is what powerful feels like!

"Liubo Island, Thunder Dragon Ao Xun..."