Demon respects life, Master, don’t cry, disciple is wrong

The summer rainstorm came suddenly, and the sky gradually became dark.

Xi Qing sat under the eaves and watched the pouring rain. The bamboo and green grass in the backyard were growing happily. He watched the grass blades being beaten and washed by the rain, and the mountain peaks in the distance were misty.

"I wonder how Bei Yi is doing." Xi Qing muttered to himself, cupping his cheek.

"Master, he's fine." Shuqing suddenly transformed into a human form.

Xi Qing was startled by him: "Why are you always silent? Do you want to scare me to death?"

Suqing approached him: "Master, are you afraid of me?"

"I'm afraid of you? Are you kidding me?"

The next moment, Su Qing's hands directly wrapped around his waist: "But I feel that since the incident in the demon tower, the young master has always avoided me."

"I'm hiding from you? Why am I hiding from you?" Xi Qing was stunned. The hands on his waist were slightly cold. He wanted to hide but had nowhere to hide. He just stared at the hand with clear joints for a long time.

The heavy raindrops hitting the eaves made a tinkling sound, and the copper bells hanging on the eaves made a crisp sound. The two intertwined to play a beautiful piece of music.

Rain drifted into the window with the unbridled wind.

A few naughty raindrops ran to Xi Qing's hand. Xi Qing immediately withdrew his eyes and turned slightly red: "You, you, me, you"

"Sir, what's wrong with you?" Suqing took another step closer, his cold palm pressed against Xi Qing's hot forehead: "Are you sick?"

Xi Qing's pupils gradually dilated, his breathing became a little tight, and he froze in place.

"Sir, are you feeling unwell?"

Xi Qing turned around quickly, with a shy look. He lowered his head and said, "No, it's okay. I'm fine. You, please go out first."

"it is good."

Xi Qing looked at the rain outside, and looked along the distant mountains. The rainy peaks were covered with green pines, and the heavy rain washed away the wind-sand on the pines.

Suddenly he saw a figure flying away from the distant mountains. Xi Qing rubbed his eyes and realized it was an illusion.

Early the next morning, some villagers ran to the top of Wangya to seek help.

A village woman was in a daze, her face was covered with blood. The village chief supported the woman and said, "Please go down the mountain quickly to eliminate the demons. The village is full of demons. Dozens of people have died."

Wang Ruonan hurriedly took out the elixir and fed it to the village woman: "Master, this person's soul has been eaten."

Han Ziyu tightened his hands and said, "Mu Yuan immediately summoned his disciples to follow me down the mountain."

"Yes."

When we arrived at the village, an evil spirit came over us. Crows of crows flew overhead, and the darkness blocked the sunlight.

"Xi Qing, take people to the west of the village to set up a formation, Mu Yuan takes people to the east of the village to set up a formation, Xiao Qi, you stay at the village chief's house and wait for orders."

"Yes."

"Don't act rashly."

"Yes."

Several people carried white flags painted with red charms and inserted them into the formation to attract low-level demon spirits.

Soon, several monsters with lower cultivation levels were captured in the formation.

Han Ziyu flew into the air and stood on the eaves, overlooking the entire village. Soon the sky was getting dark, and swarms of crows were hovering over the village, completely blocking the sunset.

A wave of evil energy shuttles through every corner of the village.

In the village, apart from the barking of dogs, there are some babies crying.

After waiting for a while, there was still no other abnormality. Just when everyone relaxed their vigilance, a strange cold wind blew. The strong wind uprooted the century-old trees, and the tiles of the house were blown to the ground, shattered. The sound of tiles seemed extremely small amid the roar of the wind.

The man in white on the eaves still stood tall and straight, waiting for the evil spirit to arrive.

In an instant, the village was completely shrouded in darkness, and the barking of dogs disappeared.

"Put out the fire, otherwise the evil spirits will not come." Xi Qing ordered.

Several disciples who had never participated in catching monsters put out the fire, and when they turned around, an evil aura blew through them, and several of them were frightened so much that they almost lost their souls.

"It's so dark, ma'am, so scary."

Suddenly, the disciple who was speaking froze on the spot, his pupils gradually dilated, blue veins bulged, his face was covered with black veins, and blood flowed out from the seven orifices.

A person on the side touched the disciple and said, "Hey, you didn't mean to go pee, hey."

As soon as he touched it, the disciple opened his mouth and bit away.

"What are you doing?" This disciple was puzzled. When he used his spiritual power to release a cluster of sparks and saw the man's face clearly, he was so frightened that he crawled on the ground and ran behind Xi Qing: "Brother, brother, help! ,Help!!"

Xi Qing immediately cast a spell to light the fire. When the surrounding area was illuminated, he saw the disciple's face.

Xi Qing immediately summoned the green dragon to stab the disciple.

Xi Qing immediately thought of the poisonous man, but the poisonous man was made. How could this disciple who was just fine suddenly become like this? Moreover, this person's current appearance is different from that of the poisonous man. The poisonous man exudes all over his body. It stunk, but he didn't.

Soon the surrounding disciples turned into bloodthirsty figures and rushed towards the survivors.

Xi Qing immediately formed a formation: "Quickly enter the formation, don't fight with them."

After everyone entered the battle, Xi Qing took a breath. What happened? How could these people become neither humans nor ghosts?

After a while, Han Ziyu arrived and controlled all the bloodthirsty disciples. Then he brought the survivors to the center of the village: "Everyone stays in the formation and is not allowed to step out of the formation."

Mu Yuan stood beside Han Ziyu: "Master, are these people possessed by evil spirits?"

"Yes."

The evil spirit is refined from evil spirits and resentment. People who are affected by the evil spirit will directly turn into monsters and bite people when they see them. If the evil spirit cannot be released within an hour, the person who is affected by the evil spirit will die suddenly.

Han Ziyu sealed all the disciples who were contaminated with evil spirits in another formation. He entered the formation alone and stood among a group of monster disciples. Li Xuan flew out of his hand, and the sound of pigtails resounded throughout the sky.

Soon, dozens of disciples who had been recruited were tightly tied up by Li Xuan.

Those disciples struggled to tear Li Xuan apart, roaring from their mouths, their eyes were all white, blood hung from the corners of their eyes, and black veins climbed from the neck to the face.

Han Ziyu sat cross-legged in front of the group of people and cast spells to purify the resentment in their hearts, trying to dispel the evil spirits that possessed them.

Half an hour later, Han Ziyu broke out in a cold sweat, her spiritual power was lost, and her body was weak. He purified a lot of the resentment in the hearts of these people, but the spell casting was not over yet.

Mu Yuan was worried, the evil aura was getting closer and closer, the master was currently casting a spell, and he would definitely be seriously injured if it was interrupted.

When the recruited disciples were unconscious, Han Ziyu stopped casting spells.

"Master, are you okay?" Wang Ruonan immediately ran over and handed over a pill.

"fine."

"Master, something evil is coming."

"Disciples, listen to the order, do not go out of the formation, gather spiritual power to protect the formation." Han Ziyu reinforced the formation outside the formation.

Xi Qing and Mu Yuan came out of the formation and stood beside Han Ziyu, followed by Wang Ruonan.

Waves of evil spirits with murderous intent came towards him.

Han Ziyu immediately released his spiritual power to form a barrier to resist the evil spirit.

The flags used to set up the formation suddenly flew up with the wind. After freezing in mid-air, the formation of dozens of flags began to change unpredictably. In an instant, the evil spirit that enveloped the sky rushed towards a group of people.