Quick time travel: The cold villain is acting like a baby in my arms again

The small town at the foot of the mountain looks simple and simple, but there is no ordinary person in it, all are ordinary people disguised as immortal cultivators, wearing ordinary clothes, thinking that they are hiding well, but they don't know that there are flaws everywhere.

Mu Ciwan stepped into this place without even the slightest hesitation, and looked at the people whose faces changed instantly, she smiled mockingly.

"The so-called righteous way, immortal cultivators, can't tolerate a person who wants to cultivate immortals. They must drive people into demons, so are you willing to give up?"

"Amitabha." A monk-like man clasped his hands together and looked at her with compassion, "No, it's just that we can't bear the consequences."

"Stop talking nonsense to her, Muciwan, let me ask you, was my disciple killed by you in the secret realm?"

The person who spoke was an old acquaintance of Mu Ciwan. He hadn't seen him for decades. There were traces of time on this person's face. He looked very old, as if he was going to die at any moment.

The greatest pride of Sect Master Yun in his life is that he has cultivated a disciple who is the number one in the sect, but before he could be proud and complacent for too long, his disciple died in the secret realm without even leaving his body behind.

Thinking about what he ordered before they went in, he almost vomited a mouthful of blood, but he couldn't stretch it out easily, he could only smash his teeth and swallow the blood in his stomach. He has been accumulating grievances until now, and he finally dared to expose the matter come out.

The spiritual power in his hand was already ready to move when he looked at Mu Ciwan, and he wished to tear him into pieces on the spot: "I said at the beginning that you are a natural demon and cannot keep you, but Nian'an Xianzun insisted on killing him." You accepted me as a disciple and didn't listen to my advice at all, now that you have made a mistake, he should also take responsibility."

Listening to his words, Mu Ciwan thought it was extremely ridiculous, and his eyes fell on him coldly, as if looking at a lively toad: "I don't know why this matter is related to my master. I don't have that much time to spare." I went to find them, but I heard that they should have picked a spirit plant secretly and was bitten to death by a spirit beast. What does this have to do with me?"

She picked everything out of her words, but only those who knew the inside story would know that her crimes had been confirmed as soon as these words came out.

Of course, including the head of Yun, as well as the heads of several other sects who conspired with him at that time.

At that time, the loss of the secret realm was all their Tianjiao disciples. Although they were not as good as Cui Bingyan and the others, they also poured countless spirit stones and elixir into it. Once their sect fell, their sect lost its head. When the next generation of Tianjiao appeared, they didn’t know when is it.

"Muciwan! You!"

"Shameless boy! Today I will do justice for the heavens and kill you, a demon, to end the disaster."

A group of people spoke together, each speaking their own words.

What Mu Ciwan was indifferent to was the fact that they swept across them now, "Do justice for the heavens? What a way for the heavens, I, Mu Ciwan, asked myself, since I practiced Taoism, I have never done anything to owe others. If you pull someone out, you probably have more blood on your hands than me, and now you say that you want to eliminate my scourge for Tian Xingdao, I think you who can't tolerate others are the scourge!"

"You! You talk nonsense!"

"It's nothing more than a demon girl, bewitching the crowd with her demonic words!"

"Stop talking nonsense with her, let's go together, don't waste time with her."

As soon as the words fell, everyone went into battle together.

Mu Ciwan looked at their movements coldly, "Tsk tsk, I have to arrange to kill a disciple of the fusion stage, but I used so many old people of the Mahayana stage of the fusion stage."

As she spoke, she dodged a wave of spiritual power, and threw out a magic weapon casually, knocking the group of people flying in front of her, and then continued slowly: "I don't know if your age combined is hundreds or even thousands of times mine. If you fall under my hands at that time, don't go to Lord Yan and call me disrespectful."

"You!" Sect Master Yun was anxious, and he swung his palm directly, but Mu Ciwan dodged it.

Her strength can't beat the head of Yun, but it is more than enough to deal with some people from small sects.

In addition, the magic weapon she had collected from all over the years was thrown out at this moment as if she didn't want money.

I saw those magic weapons turned into a huge lotus flower in mid-air, and sharp thorns grew from the lotus leaves, piercing towards those cultivators of the sect.

Seeing this, those people retreated one after another, avoiding the attack range.

Mu Ciwan snorted coldly, "Run away like this? It's so boring."

But it's just gibberish, she can feel that the spiritual power in her body is rapidly losing, if this continues, she will be exhausted to death here sooner or later.

Throwing out a talisman to resist the barrier, Mu Ciwan said in a cold voice: "Speaking of which, I will not pursue you. When I entered the secret realm, why was my talisman fake?"

No one answered this question.

The monk stood aside holding a golden bowl, this posture seemed to beat Mu Ciwan back to his original shape.

But it's a pity that Mu Ciwan is not a demon cultivator, so he can't show the prototype.

Someone is forming a formation over there, and the real smoke of gunpowder officially begins from this moment.

As she spoke, her hands were sealed together, her lips were slightly parted, and she uttered three words: "Definitely!"

The magic weapon in front of him was spinning at the speed of light, emitting a dazzling light.

In an instant, the whole world seemed to stand still.

Master Yun and several other elderly people were imprisoned in place and could not move.

I don't know who exclaimed: "This is the magic weapon of our sect, the cloud-strike mirror, why is it in your hands?"

She glanced at Sect Master Yun, who was pale with sweat on his forehead, sneered, turned her wrist, and a cloud of black mist floated over, enveloping Sect Master Yun in an instant.

In the black mist, Master Yun's terrified voice came, "You, what do you want... Let me go... Don't forget my identity, if you dare to hurt me, I will make your life worse than death."

Mu Ciwan sneered, "Life is better than death? You are a leader anyway, why is your IQ so impressive? You want to kill me, why can't I kill you? I think it's because you can't live or die, I want to see How do you make my life worse than death?"

"Ah..." Sect Master Yun's shrill cry came from the black mist, which sounded creepy.

How can a person in the fusion stage beat the head of Yun in the Mahayana stage.

The people next to him were all terrified, and they stopped the movements of their hands in unison.

I don't know who shouted in the crowd: "She just used black energy, she must be possessed by a demon, that's why she has such abilities, take her down quickly."

For a time, everyone affirmed such an answer.

Only Mu Ciwan was not in a hurry, and glanced at the people present: "These are issued from the magic weapon of their Yunsuzong, do you want to say that I am possessed by a demon, or do you want to say that there is a devilish energy in Yunsuzong? "

In the chaotic and noisy scene, Mu Ciwan shut his mouth embarrassingly because of Mu Ciwan's words.

Every time they said a word, they would be reprimanded by Mu Ciwan, as if they didn't have the upper hand at all, but were just hurting an innocent person.

But what does it matter?What they killed were demon seeds, which already satisfied all the excuses.

Demon seeds should not have lived in this world.