“???”

“?????”

“??????”

As soon as Su Hen was about to leave, he was pulled back by the words of the Nine Nether Demon Lord.

What did you say?

You call me Master?

No, right, do you call me Master?

Are you making a mistake? Hello!

Su Hen was really confused now. What a mess.

"Master, the disciple is wrong. The disciple is brave enough. The disciple deserves to die..." The Lord of Jiuyou knelt on the ground, vomiting blood in his mouth while making a sound of repentance.

It looks like... I want to put down my butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot.

But Su Hen was just confused.

I said I was the righteous ancestor, but I accepted it. After all, my ancestor's life is quite comfortable (?￣?￣?)

But now you say I am the ancestor of the Demon Sect? Are you finished?

He was almost confused.

At the same time, a bunch of insults and rebukes were all sent to the Nine Nether Demon Lord.

The Nine Nether Demon Lord smiled terrified: "The disciple also wants to practice well, but there is no place for the disciple to live in this world!"

"Since I committed that mistake, I have been accused of being a bad person!"

"Does it take a lifetime to make a mistake?"

"All nonsense! In order to win the position of the leader, you deliberately lured the demons to slaughter Sanye City in Tianshui County. You watched the 100,000 people die on the streets, and finally pretend to be a savior!"

"You are simply worse than beasts!" The Red Dust Swordsman's hands trembled as he held the sword, as if he could no longer bear it.

"That was my impulse, bewitched by the demons, and I was also trying to change!" The Jiuyou Demon Sect, with purple hair, opened its blood-covered dark yellow pupils, as if every sentence came from the heart.

"Master, look, I took in so many ragged girls. Isn't this a good deed?"

The Nine Nether Demon Lord pointed at the disciples who beat the little orphans, and every word was like a rock.

The swordsman in the world were so tickled that they were itchy: "You fart! They were made into the most ruthless human weapons by you, killing innocent people indiscriminately!"

"No, you are obviously being chased by you hypocritical hypocrites every day!" The Nine Nether Demon Lord argued with reason, and even if the seven orifices were bleeding, he would not retreat at all.

"Nonsense, you are not doing evil, why are we chasing you?"

"Absurd! If you don't chase and kill every day, you will be desperate. How can we become evil?"

"You are making a sophistry. It's clear that you are the one who stands on your own in the Demon Sect, and you do evil first!"

"Brother, you are so hypocritical. Why can't you resist when I was beaten and shouted like a rat crossing the street?"

Su Hen looked confused. These two guys were quarreling and had eggs or chickens...

"Enough! Junior Brother Gu You, you make mistakes again and again, and you still don't repent!" The corner of the Hongchen Swordsman's mouth twitched, as if he was murderous, but everyone knows that he couldn't do it.

After all... he was once the junior brother he loved the most.

No matter how he scolded the other party, he could not move the real knife.

Some people say he is incompetent, some say he is indulging, and some say he is indecisive...

Although he has compassion, he is not decisive.

Although it has feelings and righteousness, it also has selfishness.

It can be said that among this generation of strong people, the Red Dust Swordsman is the most ordinary one.

Su Hen looked at it, his eyebrows and eyes stretched out and gradually became clear.

It was also a blessing to make people. The Nine Nether Demon Lord was the most talented at that time.

However, he did not become the leader of the new generation. Instead, he was able to get the senior brother Hongchen Swordsman because of his seniority and mind.

After that, I was always worried and caused the evil that later became.

It seems that the old monster in front of me is really his disciple... or a closed disciple?

hiss!

That's so outrageous.

"The ancestor must not be trusted. This Jiuyou Old Ghost betrayed his master and became king. He has never known that he has committed a sin for thousands of years!"

Ben Leizi looked at his master who had never mentioned the subject and quickly advised his ancestor Su Hen.

"The disciple grandson suggested that the old ghost of Jiuyou is so guilty that it has caused many devastations to the creatures!" Tian Chen Zhenren also clasped his fists, for fear that the ancestor would let go of this great devil if the friendship between master and disciple was in the past.

The Swordsman of the World was tactful. Facing this junior brother he liked very much back then... he chose to turn his face away.

He will not stop his master from making any decisions, nor will he interfere in such matters again.

Now that things have come to this point, the younger brother Fang Guyou is so angry that he wants to destroy the Sword Immortal Sect and kill his master...

Whether it is life or death, that is his life.

Fairy Bingpo looked at him silently without saying a word. Regarding the second ancestor in front of her, she seemed to be able to see the other person's heart, which must be the most complicated one...

As the eldest brother of Jiuyou Old Ghost, after the old ancestor Wuhen was in seclusion three thousand years ago, he could only watch his once beloved junior brother fall into darkness step by step.

Even if that incident hits too hard, it is impossible to deny the second ancestor's indulgence.

Every little bit of laissez-faire leads to this lawless devil.

There must be many people in the world who are sad, but the Second Patriarch is definitely the most bitter one.

And it cannot be understood by anyone, and can never be empathized with.

She suddenly understood why the Second Patriarch liked drinking so much.

As the great disciple of the Swordsman of the World, Wei Wuya is very familiar with the whole story of this matter.

This is why he has never said anything. He really doesn't want to sprinkle salt on his master's wounds anymore.

After all, according to the style of the ancestor, Master Jiuyou will definitely die today!

Su Hen knew it clearly and slowly fell from the sky, not planning to leave for the time being.

Anyway... it's over, right? The devil is almost out of the way. So isn't it good to continue being an ancestor?

It doesn’t matter whether it is very comfortable to sleep in the big bed of Sun and Moon Hall, or whether it is Xiaoluo (Xu) and Li (Jing) to feed her.

The main reason is that he is a person with a sense of justice and likes to kill demons and eliminate demons (￣??￣??)

Another one is that they have a strong sense of responsibility and are still thin-skinned. I feel embarrassed to leave afterwards, which makes everyone embarrassed, right?

Ahem, in short, it was because of various reasons that made him choose to stay very happily.

As for this former disciple Fang Guyou?

It's all so tragically that he won't have to take action again, he will definitely be dead.

I don’t know why, but I have a very clear understanding of this in my heart.

It's very clear.

Therefore, he did not answer Ben Leizi's words, nor did he go to see the Red Dust Sword Warrior, but just silently watched the Nine Nether Demon Lord whose breath was declining.

The three years of survival in the wilderness have already allowed Su Hen to develop the ability to calmly collapse before the mountain collapses.

I just encountered these strange things and was a little confused, but now I have become more and more comfortable after getting to know them.

It’s like him, he’s the Sword Immortal without Seal!

The Nine Nether Demon Lord himself seemed to have felt the vitality that was speeding up and the irreversible injuries.

He smiled bitterly and raised his head, allowing the Nascent Soul withered in his body to gradually wither, and let his whole body transform into a divine cultivation disappear...

He also silently looked at the familiar and unfamiliar master in front of him. He hadn't seen him for three thousand years, but he was still so young, but he... still couldn't see through it.

It’s like where the master comes from, he has always been a mystery.

Sad, sad.

After a few breaths, under the stars in the night, a great demon lord fell to the ground.

Die with your eyes open.

From then on, Su Hen slowly withdrew his gaze.

He raised his hand and waved his sleeves.

In an instant, hundreds of thousands of demon cultivators screamed, turning into blood mist one by one, and disappeared.

It's like... burying the Nine Nethers.

"From now on, there will be no demons in heaven and earth!"
To be continued...