Every time I go back to the mountain, I will see the apprentices making trouble

Lu Xingchen succeeded in one blow, and quickly retreated to Ling Yao and Xuan Jia.The three continued to work together to kill the enemy, and after a while, they realized that something was wrong.

"Why is the Demon Cult not chaotic at all? Sattar is dead!" Lu Xingchen asked.

"I don't know," Xuan Jia's eyes widened, and he pointed to the distance, "There! Look!"

Ling Yao and Lu Xingchen looked up, and saw the man in the blue and white long gown holding the spirit flag standing on a high platform raised by eight demon soldiers.They shouted out the man's name in unison: "Mo Changping!"

Mo Changping seemed to feel their hot stares, turned his head, and smiled at them. On his bookish face, there were red scabs, from the corners of his eyes to the center of his brows, like devil's claws, coquettish and ferocious.

Lu Xingchen paused, "What's on his forehead?"

Xuan Jia and Ling Yao retreated into the protective formation formed by the monks and took a short rest. Lu Xingchen cleaned up a few fish that slipped through the net behind the palace.

Only then did Xuan Jia think about answering Lu Xingchen's question: "That's a curse scab, which will appear on people who use too many sky-defying spells. I think Mo Changping, under the pressure of Sator, has done a lot to improve those strange people. The strength of the believers is troublesome. Even if he has the Xuanli Pearl, he can't hold it."

"Xuanli Pearl?" Lu Xingchen was shocked, "He already gave Xuanli Pearl to Junior Brother Wendi."

Xuanjia was stunned, "That's no wonder, there is no magic weapon like Xuanli Pearl, and he can survive for so long relying on the exercises he learned from it, which is also considered his internal energy is strong."

After listening for a long time, Ling Yao finally asked the question in his heart, "The Xuanli Pearl belonged to your father Xuanli, right? Why has it become Mo Changping's family heirloom again?"

Xuan Jia knew that it was a long story.

It turns out that the Xuanli Pearl was originally the treasure of Xuanli, the leader of the Demon Cult. Because he was besieged by monks when he was traveling in all directions, he was seriously injured and escaped. He was rescued by Mo Changping who happened to pass by.Originally, because of the "rules" in Sifangtian, Xuanli's cultivation was almost exhausted, but he was carrying a treasure with infinite mysteries inside, but he ignored the "rules" of Sifangtian and Xuanli entrusted this treasure to Mo Changping for enlightenment. Sure enough, he enlightened the miraculous technique and saved Xuanli's life.In order to thank him, Xuanli not only became brothers with different surnames with Mo Changping, but also gave him the treasure, namely Xuanli Pearl.

This matter should have ended, but the worldly affairs are not so perfect, Xuanli told Guardian Zuo about this matter after he became a Muslim.Zuo Hufa Sattar has evil intentions and has planned for a long time to seize the Xuanli Pearl in Mo Changping's hand, but he has never succeeded.Until Xuanli disappeared, his life and death were unknown, and Zuo Dharma bloodbathed Mo's house. Although he didn't get the Xuanli Pearl, but it was not in vain to attract Mo Changping, who knew this penetrating technique, to join him.Soon after, the apostasy was launched.Unexpectedly, he was killed by Lu Xingchen with a sword on the battlefield.

"In other words, now Mo Changping has replaced Sattar?" Lu Xingchen said.

"Almost, isn't it obvious at a glance?" Xuan Jia said.

Ling Yao said: "What does he want to do now? To rule the world of the Demon Realm and enjoy endless beauties?"

"I think he wants to destroy the Holy Cult, and Sattar just became his puppet. This is something Zuo Guardian never thought of when he recruited him into the Holy Cult." Xuan Jia said.

A "bang" sounded in the distance, and the three of them turned their heads in unison, and the leading monk waved to them, "Three fellow Taoists, please come and help us, we are going to be unable to resist!"

Lu Xingchen noticed that although there were not many of them, they were well prepared, including formations, magic weapons, and wound medicine.They are also very united. If someone falls, someone will rush to help, so they can resist the demon rebels for a long time.When he killed Sattar before, he noticed that the opponent's army was not as large as Kuchar's. He estimated it was about [-], and the combat power was not very strong. A few of them could resist for a while.

Ling Yao had strong spiritual power, so he stayed behind to repair the protective formation, while Lu Xingchen and Xuan Jia fought forward with their swords.

There were corpses and scattered armor all over the place, and the blood merged into a stream on the ground. The smell of blood made Lu Xingchen want to vomit. He had no trouble dealing with these low-level demon soldiers, but he didn't know that Mo Changping had used them. What kind of witchcraft, the more he swung his sword, the more he felt trapped in the quagmire.

Ling Yao yelled in the distance to back, back, back, don't run into the opposite formation.Hearing the words, Xuan Jia grabbed Lu Xingchen, pushed aside the surrounding weapons and retreated.When Lu Xingchen returned to the protective formation, he began to meditate and adjust his breath. The Jindan and Xuanlizhu were running at the same time, and most of them recovered in a short time.Xuan Jia's situation is not optimistic either. He is behind Lu Xingchen, but he is also affected by Mo Changping's secret formation.After Ling Yao finished watching Lu Xingchen, he hurried to see Xuan Jia again.

Xuan Jia was holding Tu Lingjian, panting a little, Ling Yao snapped his fingers, and he immediately woke up, "You are a demon, and you are not easy to be influenced, go and help those monks."

Xuan Jia nodded and rushed out again.

"Ling Yao, without reinforcements, we really can't hold on." Lu Xingchen opened his eyes and said.

Ling Yao is not a person who doesn't know the reason why ants kill elephants, but he has nothing to do now, nothing to think about.If you retreat, the countless innocent people behind you will no longer exist.

In the distance, Ling Yao heard the sound of bells, fine and small, like the sound of spring rain falling on leaves.

"Master, did you hear that?" Lu Xingchen pushed Ling Yao.

Ling Yao said it was Su Liman's silver bell.

Accompanied by the sound of silver bells, there were also bloody demon flowers all over the place, thirsty for the blood on the ground.

Mo Changping froze, knowing that Su Liman must have brought many helpers, he raised the flag to signal to retreat.

A pair of snow-white feet stepped on the blossoming red and coquettish flowers, a string of silver bells was adorned on the delicate ankles, and above that was a gauze of the same color as the flowers, softly covering the pair of jade lotus roots. on the legs.

The clothes are revealing and coquettish.

Su Liman cast a sharp glance at Mo Changping who was fleeing, and walked towards Lu Xingchen and the others.

"See young master, I'm late!" Su Liman bowed down and pleaded guilty to Xuan Jia.

"Wendi and them?" Ling Yao asked.

Su Liman said that they were still behind, and there was a large group of monks to take care of them. She was afraid of any trouble, so she rushed over first, but she caught up as soon as she arrived.

"That's right, I said that Mo Changping is most afraid of you, he will run away as soon as you come." Xuan Jia said.

"Isn't it because of the extraordinary power of my subordinate's 'Wanhong Feihua Formation'?" Su Liman was sad.

Lu Xingchen suddenly understood, and said, "I wonder why you look so familiar, so it looks like you're cleaning."

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