My wife is not a demon

Shao Si Ming was secretly startled.

After the willow leaves turned into powder, Shaosi clasped his middle finger on top of his index finger, and made seals with his hands, an invisible wave formed a huge vortex on her head.

"Boom—"

Lightning fell, thunder bursts, and several feet of light shot into the sky.

Shao Si Ming was surrounded by a myriad of brilliance, and the electric light surged forward, flying vertically and horizontally, interweaving into a net of heaven and earth, instantly engulfing the afterimage of the black mist.

However, when the black mist dissipated, it was discovered that the afterimage had long since disappeared.

The sound of fighting attracted other people, and when they saw Lan Xiaowan lying on the ground, they all panicked and shocked.

"Go and hunt down the murderer! Quick!"

The Great Elder came with all the elders, startled and angry, and shouted immediately after seeing the scene in front of him.

The elders hurried to hunt down the assassin.

At this time, Shao Siming returned to Lan Xiaowan's side.

The woman didn't die, but she only breathed a sigh of relief. Her wound leaked black air, and she couldn't be treated with spiritual power and medicine.

Shao Siming formed a healing seal to seal her wound, trying to convey spiritual power.

However, Lan Xiaowan grabbed her wrist, with a weak smile on her pale and bloodless cheeks: "No...no need..."

She already knew that she was hopeless.

Shao Si Ming's clear eyes were a little more sad.

Lan Xiaowan raised her hand and lightly touched the veil on the girl's face, opened her mouth, and said weakly with the last of her strength: "Go...go to my room...beam..."

After speaking, the woman slowly closed her eyes.

Shao Siming stood alone in front of the corpse, she was stained with blood and looked like a bloody violet at the moment.

No one knows what she is thinking, but can read her sadness.

This is very surprising.

Because on weekdays, Shao Siming didn't show much emotion to Lan Xiaowan, and he was only better than strangers.

Now everyone knows that this girl is not that kind of cold and heartless person.

"Did you see what the murderer looked like?"

The Great Elder came to Shao Siming's side, looked at Lan Xiaowan's body with a complicated expression, and asked in a low voice.

Shao Si Ming did not speak, picked up Lan Xiaowan's body, turned and left.

The Great Elder slowly clenched his fists, his eyes flickering.

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Compared with the Fourth Elder, Lan Xiaowan's death seemed even more unexpected.

In just a few days, Tianjun and the two elders of the Yin Yang Sect died, which was undoubtedly a fatal blow to a famous sect.

The entire Yin-Yang Sect disciples began to fall into fear and uneasiness.

At this time, the atmosphere at the Holy Son of Tantric School was also oppressive.

"What's going on with this Yin Yang sect? Why do people die one after another, and it's the elders who die."

The middle-aged monk was puzzled.

Dharma King Bu Zang said in a deep voice: "I now suspect that Tianjun's death may have something to do with 'something beyond the sky'. We made a mistake in our judgment when we attacked the Son of God last time."

"How to say?"

The middle-aged fan monk showed curiosity.

Dharma King Bu Zang got up and opened the door to look outside, then closed the door and put a sound-proof barrier, sat back in the chair, and said slowly: "I have secretly investigated the Yin-Yang sect these days, and I have not found the 'outside the sky' object' traces.

However, I used the 'Buddha Heart Gu' to sense it, and I always felt that there was something wrong with this sect, and it seemed to have demonic energy. "

"Magic?"

The middle-aged monk was greatly surprised.

No matter how the Yin-Yang sect belongs to the famous sect, how could it have demonic energy?

Of course, he also believed in King Buzang's inference.

Because Buzang Dharma King has the spirit of Shariputra, he can sense the magic energy better than ordinary monks.

Shengzi's eyes flashed, and he said: "You mean, the Tianjun of Yinyang Sect most likely died of 'something beyond the sky'."

Dharma King Bu Zang nodded: "I thought about the situation that you were assassinated that day, Holy Son, and I always felt that the people of the Yin Yang Sect didn't seem to know about it. Now that the two elders have been killed, this is even more verified.

That is, the "thing beyond the sky" originally hidden in the Yin Yang sect suddenly lost control for some reason, and they couldn't surrender.

If we carry out our previous conjectures, maybe Tianjun obtained a secret technique that can fuse or control the "things beyond the sky", but an accident happened during the experiment, which caused the "things beyond the sky" to lose control.

Think about it, how many people in this world can kill Tianjun?

We all know the horror of the thing beyond the sky. Countless masters died in its hands back then. If it hadn't been for the catastrophe, none of them would have survived. "

Hearing such an analysis by the Dharma King Buzang, the middle-aged monk clapped his hands and said:

"It makes sense, it makes perfect sense. The deaths of the Fourth Elder and the Third Elder were definitely caused by 'something beyond the sky'!"

But immediately, he said with a serious expression: "Now the Yin Yang Sect is no longer safe. We should leave first to avoid another attack by the Holy Son. Now that the two elders have been killed, it shows that the situation is getting worse."

But Dharma King Buzang and Shengzi shook their heads at the same time.

Wrinkles slowly piled up at the corners of Fawang Buzang's eyes, and he said in a deep voice: "Our plan remains the same, since the Yin Yang Sect is unable to subdue 'things beyond the sky', this is our best chance to snatch it.

The imperial palace, the Valley of Destiny... We don't have a chance to take a peek at the "things beyond the sky" in these places. Now that we finally have an opportunity in front of us, it is not worth giving up so easily. "

Shengzi nodded lightly: "That's right, we all want Da Si Ming and 'things beyond the sky'. As long as we can get it, we can successfully practice in the realm of the void heavenly Buddha."

The middle-aged Fanseng asked: "But the biggest problem is that even the Yin-Yang Sect can't catch this out-of-control 'thing beyond the sky'. How can we catch it?"

King Buzang smiled slightly: "I have already thought of a way."

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