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Before she had time to think about it, Huang Bing raised her figure, tapped the long table with her toes, kicked open the window and escaped in an instant.

Although she was soft-hearted for a moment, she also understood that this matter was a matter of seconds. Once the large number of guards left in the magic palace were alarmed, she would really be unable to fly.

As a result, Huang Bing's figure was like wind and mist, and as soon as she left the dormitory, she immediately transformed and disappeared, and instantly melted into the purple devilish energy, making it difficult to distinguish.

——This is the benefit of mixing in with the blood of the demon race. The ubiquitous demon energy in Lihentian has a natural protective effect on them.

Huang Bing could hear the noisy voice gradually coming from behind, whether it was Ye Huaiyao or the demon guards could catch up at any time, so she didn't dare to stop a step, and tried her best to reach Lihentian with the fastest speed The edge of the enchantment.

This is the last retreat that Huang Bing prepared for herself.

She knew that there was an exit behind the waterfall here, but few people usually know it. As long as you go out from behind the waterfall, it will directly lead to the Canglang River beyond Hentian.

The Canglang River Ferry is an important passage from here to the Central Plains. Every day there are countless people, boats and vehicles, mixed with humans and demons.

When Huang Bing arrived at the ferry, she quickly mixed into the crowd, like an ordinary young girl, following the bustling crowd of people, paying attention to the movement around her from time to time.

She originally planned to hire a boat to leave by herself, but when she came, she found a big boat moored on the river that was moving slowly. It was unknown which young lady was traveling on it, and there were many maids shuttled back and forth.

Huang Bing immediately realized that if she got involved in this, she would be even more concealed.

Taking advantage of no one's attention around her, her figure turned into a streamer in an instant, and flew towards the bow of the ship.

Before the person arrived at the destination, Huang Bing suddenly found that there was an extra person at the foothold she had hoped for.

The man was wearing a yellow long gown with a windy skirt, a tall body, and a folding fan in his hand, smiling and nodding to himself.It is really romantic and calm, chic to the extreme.

But it happened to be the person she least wanted to see in this world.

Huang Bing felt that Ye Huaiyao was haunted, no matter what kind of plots and tricks he would be caught, it was almost like a ghost, extremely terrifying.

It was hard for her to imagine how this man chased him all the way, the boat didn't dare to board, his soft body made a strange turn in mid-air, and then returned back to the shore.

She also knew that Ye Huaiyao would definitely catch up later, so while turning back, she used all her strength to sweep out with a wave of her sleeves.

A large cloud of black mist covered the sky and covered the sky, with sharp edges hidden in the middle, and the evil spirit was pressing.

Huang Bing remembered that she couldn't bear it for a while, put away the heart-biting talisman, and almost scolded herself for being an idiot.

——how could that thing hurt him?Even in the current battle, it would be quite good to stop Ye Huaiyao for a while.

Sure enough, seeing the black mist attacking, Ye Huaiyao's pursuit speed was not affected at all, the folding fan in his hand spun smoothly, and he slashed flatly, only heard a soft "chuck", and the black mist exploded instantly!

A large piece of golden light shot out from the black mist, suddenly swelled on the little edge, and thousands of light rains rushed into the sky, like fire and rain gilded, scattered into the clouds in a blink of an eye.

At this moment, the people standing in front of the ferry looked up one after another, and there were endless voices of amazement.

They guessed which god sent down auspiciousness, and some even knelt down and kowtowed on the spot, making loud wishes.

But Ye Huaiyao and Huang Bing, who actually created all this, had already floated away far away. Huang Bing failed with one move, and a sword light appeared in his hand. Cross it out.

Before the blade could reach, Ye Huaiyao had already pinched it with two fingers, and turned back, just in front of her own throat.

Ye Huaiyao said with a smile: "I used to chase me and never let go, but now I run away when I see you. Miss Huang Bing, you are really troublesome. I also want you to have some kind of party that I can reunite with. Now it seems that I am thinking too much." gone."

It turned out that he was fishing with himself as bait!

Huang Bing said in a trembling voice: "When death is imminent, who will not run away?"

Ye Huaiyao said: "That's right, please."

He turned the dagger between his fingers, and before Huang Bing could react, he knocked her out with the hilt neatly.

After reciting a binding formula, several golden threads bound this woman who loves running too much tightly.

After this matter was done, some Xuantianlou disciples who had seen Guangyu earlier arrived and bowed to him.

Ye Huaiyao said: "This girl can resist until the gate of Lihentian. I have other important matters, so you go."

A disciple asked: "Do you need to assign some people to protect Mingsheng?"

Ye Huaiyao said: "No, it's more convenient for me to act by myself."

The two disciples stopped talking, lifted Huang Bing to salute and left.

Almost immediately after that, Ye Huaiyao felt a huge wave of spiritual energy coming from the east.

He raised his head and glanced over there, the smile just now had disappeared from his face, he turned around and hurried away.

Before Ye Huaiyao arrived, Wanfa Chengxin Temple had already been slaughtered by Rong Wang and turned into a dead place.

The main hall had already collapsed, and there were piles of monks lying on the ground everywhere.

In the quiet and peaceful temple just now, a cloud of yin energy gradually hovered, and the cold wind that could not find its way out lingered in the courtyard, making a sound like a crying side.

Rong Wang stood quietly in this dead city with his hands behind his back, a cold smile appeared on his lips, as if admiring his own victory.

A trace of bright red blood spilled from his lips, which he wiped away indifferently.

Some messy voices came from outside, Rong Wang ignored it, took out a small embroidered purse from his bosom, opened it, and took out a bunch of hair from it with great care.

Rong Huang seemed a little reluctant to use it, carefully took out one of them, and put away the rest.

He flicked it casually, and his hair was already on fire.It's just a hair, but there are wisps of white smoke coming out of it.

The smoke condensed into a thin line, looking for similar blood, guiding Rong Zhuan to walk towards the back hall, and disappeared in front of a quiet room door.

Rong Huang pushed the door open and entered, only to see a middle-aged monk lying on the ground, already out of breath.

In this temple, except for the most powerful ones who were eliminated one by one by him, the rest of the monks were lowly cultivated and nothing to worry about. Rong Wang didn't have the patience to waste time on them, so he directly suppressed them with the magic element and forcibly killed them. The soul is drawn away.

However, such a large-scale use of spells will have a certain amount of wear and tear on himself. This is the reason why he vomited blood just now, not because he was injured by others.

Rong Huang picked up the monk's body from the ground, held it in front of him, and looked at it for a moment.

I saw that he had a handsome face and a well-groomed appearance. The material of the robes on his body was soft and smooth, which was far better than that of ordinary monks. It seemed that although he became a monk, he was still treated preferentially.

But Ye's royal family has been passed down for so many generations, and the appearance and temperament of this Kongjing master no longer has any shadow of his ancestors.

Rong Wang cut a cut on his fingertips, drew a strange symbol on Kong Jing's forehead with blood, then threw him away, and this body stood upright in front of Rong Wang.

Rong Wang asked, "Where's the Ye family's jade certificate?"

After a while, Kong Jing raised his arm slightly and pointed to the ground.

Rong Wang glanced at the ground, then turned his eyes away, and landed on the futon he was kneeling on just now.

With a burst of energy, he split the futon, revealing a beautifully decorated booklet.

After opening it, what was written on it was the names and surnames of the descendants of Ye's royal family.When it came to Ye Huaiyao's generation, it stopped abruptly.

There are also the names and family backgrounds of the main wives of every descendant of the royal family on it, Rong Huan quickly looked through it, somewhat giving him a rough impression in his mind.

Then he fumbled for a while on the words "Ye Huaiyao, son of King Yi". From the moment he entered the temple to kill people and destroy Buddha statues, he was decisive in everything, until now, Rong Wang's face rarely showed a little hesitation.

But soon, his hesitation turned into firmness, and his subordinates worked hard to save the royal jade document for thousands of years, which no longer existed in the world.

At the moment when the jade document was destroyed, Kong Jing's body trembled violently, as if he wanted to object.

But as a dead man with a lost soul, his body was still stiff and numb, and he couldn't disobey Rong Huang's orders in the slightest.

Rong Hua spread his hands, and the powder fell from his fingers and sprinkled on the ground between the two of them.

He didn't take it seriously at all, and just patted Kong Jing's bald head with this hand, as if he wanted to crush his head as well.

"Grandmaster."

Rong Huang said slowly: "After you dare to ask who you are, you were able to escape with your life when the capital was slaughtered, Rong Huang admires you."

A hoarse and stiff voice came out of Kong Jing's throat: "Ye, Cheng."

Rong Wang said: "Oh, so it's General Dinghui."

The rule of the Ye family's royal family has always been to seal the king on the ground, and pass it down from generation to generation. The eldest son inherits the throne, and the rest of the heirs are named county kings, and under the county kings, they are named generals.

Although this Ye Cheng belongs to the royal family, it is no longer a direct branch when it comes to him.

Rong Wu said: "I have an impression of this person. When the city was destroyed, he led his family members to flee to Wanfa Chengxin Temple in the west, while Prince Yi and Prince Changmin went east to Xuantian Tower. Afterwards, Ye Cheng released The wind revealed the emperor's eldest grandson's itinerary, successfully diverted the enemy soldiers, and escaped smoothly."

He smiled slightly and said, "I should remember correctly, right? He is really smart and witty, which is admirable."

His sentence "I should remember correctly" is a question, and it is also a kind of instruction to Kong Jing. His face was not bloody at all, but now it is even more pale and white, as if he was very reluctant. But still nodded stiffly.

"Very good." Rong Huang said, "Those who sacrificed their lives to save the country suffered ten thousand rods, and those who betrayed their own clansmen could survive and become a generation of eminent monks. This world is really fair."

With a push of his hand, his empty head rolled to the ground, and fell straight again on the ground.

Rong Huan turned around and appeared in the open space outside the temple in a blink of an eye.

At this moment, besides Wanfa Chengxin Temple, where there was only a team of demon soldiers just now, many monks suddenly appeared.

I only heard the voices of people around, some people questioned, some people exclaimed, and some were arguing with the people of the demon clan, and it was chaotic for a while.

At this moment, the corpses of the monks piled up randomly in the open space outside have been carried aside by them, and they are arranged neatly, which looks very shocking.

Some people wanted to continue searching, but they were blocked by the demon soldiers, and the two sides were at a stalemate.

Those who were looking for the corpse were all nervous and vigilant, and they walked in groups of three or four, obviously afraid that they would not be able to find the corpse, and they would be killed by the big devil first and become one of them.

At this moment, dazzling brilliance suddenly burst out from the spirit swords on the waists of many people, a huge demonic breath swept in, and the door of the inner hall burst open under the sudden wind.

But in the blink of an eye, Bei Cang Mojun, dressed in black, had appeared in front of everyone.

There was still a strong smell of blood on his body, his expression was aloof and arrogant, and the coldness between his brows was pressing.

The demon soldiers guarding outside had Rong Huang's orders in advance, and they didn't fight hard with the monks, they just guarded the inner hall and didn't let them go in to disturb Rong Huang.

Before Rong Wang showed his face, there were still people clamoring to get rid of the demons and defend the way, but when he stood here, the front of the temple became eerily quiet, and no one made a sound for a while.

Without warning and without reason, turning a thousand-year-old temple to death with a single gesture, what a terrifying skill, and how vicious and cruel it is.

After a while, a middle-aged monk said: "Monarch Bei Cang, you first plotted against the Treasure Recognition Conference, and then imprisoned Ming Sheng privately, and today you even slaughtered Wanfa Chengxin Temple, it is really insane! If it weren't for Mr. Ouyang Just happened to pass by, and delivered the news for us in time, and let you, the devil, get away with it again!"

The sword edge in his hand was shining with cold light, he raised it towards Rong Huan, and said coldly: "All the sects are here today, try our best, and we can't let you continue to be rampant!"

As soon as this remark came out, the people around immediately responded.

Rong Wan turned his head to look at him, and he took a step back.

After backing away, he came to his senses, felt that this action had lost his momentum, felt a little embarrassed, and summoned up the courage to step back.

But neither his words nor his actions could change Rong Huang's expression in the slightest.

He is like a casual bystander who has to be here for some reason, watching a boring scene.It's a bit disgusting, so that even the comments are extraordinarily perfunctory.

Rong Wang said: "Why do you say that I plotted against you at the Treasure Recognition Conference, did you see it?"

The middle-aged monk was stunned and was speechless by his question.

At this time, the young man standing in the middle of the group spoke.

"It was pitch black at the time, how could we see it? But besides you Beicang Demon Monarch, who else could injure disciples of several sects without being caught?"

He was dressed luxuriously, with a high spirit, and there was an awe-inspiring air in his words: "Since you dare to do it, you must dare to do it. Don't you feel ashamed to make excuses when you are about to die?"

Rong cast a wild glance at him: "I don't argue with unknown people."

The young man raised his eyebrows and blew himself up: "I am the third son of Ouyang Song, Ouyang Wen!"

It seems that he is the "Master Ouyang" that Ji Lanying said, and he is also the leader of this operation.

Rong Huang said indifferently: "Your Excellency is too flattering. Those present are like Yan Shen, the Dharma Sage of Xuantian Tower, Commander Zhan Yu, the Patriarch of the Five Great Families, Jun Zhihan, the Master of Mingding Pavilion, and Master Shanjian, the abbot of Puhui Temple. It is easy to complete this matter, why not doubt them?"

All the people he pointed out were prominent and respectable people in the righteous way in the world, which was obviously a deliberate sophistry.

The group of people around were almost overjoyed, and at the same time filled with righteous indignation because of his attitude, they shouted one after another.

"It's such a ridiculous joke in the world, Mr. Shaoyi has a good character, how can he be as cruel and bloodthirsty as a devil like you!"

"The wounded who survived at that time have been identified, and the wounds on their bodies are stained with demonic energy. Even if it was not done by you, it must be your subordinates!"

"The demons have never attended such a grand event. I knew there must be a conspiracy when you were there, and then something happened. How could it be such a coincidence?"

Ouyang asked and shouted: "Stop arguing, be careful of his trick to delay time, let's go together and take down this group of monsters!"

Rong Huan sneered and said: "Those who want to kill will naturally find an excuse to do so. If so, why talk nonsense?"

With a sound of "Zheng", the defeat has been unsheathed!

The buzzing sound of this magic sword seemed to be some kind of signal, and the opposing sides shot at the same time, fighting into a ball.

There were not a few people on both sides. For a while, the spiritual breath and the magic element competed with each other, and various weapons and secret techniques collided. Various colors of light caused by spells shot up into the sky, like a dragon flying in the sky, and then quickly extinguished.

There are relatively many monks, but the demons brought out all the elites, plus their physical strength is good for long-term combat, so the fight was evenly matched for a while.

The monks were not in a hurry at first, they were determined to encircle Bei Cang Demon Monarch this time, and the ones present at the moment were only the first batch of advance troops, and some sects farther away had not received the news yet.

For example, important factions such as Xuantian Tower, Tao Family, and Guiyuan Villa were not present. I believe that as long as Rong Wang is dragged here until the reinforcements arrive, today's success will definitely not be a problem.

It's just that they thought so in their hearts, and they gradually felt that something was wrong.

The surrounding Yin Qi seemed to be getting stronger and stronger, and the whole body had gradually changed from a slightly itchy feeling to a tearing pain.

The spiritual power also seemed to be weakened little by little, and even the hand that made the move became limp.

Some knowledgeable people panicked and whispered, "What happened?"

"Could it be that we fell into the tricks of the demons? How come, they came to suppress the demons after receiving the notice from the Ouyang family. It is impossible for them to have time to prepare traps in advance, right?"

"Could it be that the Ouyang family colluded with the demons!"

"But no matter what, this place is clearly a holy place of Buddhism, and the vegetation is clear and spiritual. Why is there such a strong sense of death?"

Everyone was discussing, but suddenly remembered one thing.

Wanfa Chengxin Temple is a Buddhist holy place, but at this moment, almost everyone in it has been killed by Rong Wang, what is it if it is not a place of death?

Although as a monk, it is reasonable to be less likely to generate resentment than ordinary monks, and the chance of turning into a ghost after death is also lower, but don't forget that there is a Beicang Demon Lord here.

If he really intends to use the resentment of the dead to activate some vicious spell, who can escape it?

The feeling that the body was out of control became more and more clear, and the monks realized that if they didn't solve this problem quickly, they would soon lose all their skills and let others slaughter them!

Not only the monks had discovered something, but Rong Huan was also aware of it, a coldness flashed in his eyes, and he was about to make a move, but he saw a group of people around him, each with their own weapons, surrounded him.

If you said that you just wanted to catch him to make meritorious service, now you are fighting for your life. Although your skill is constantly being weakened, you have to work harder than before.

Rong Huang was stumbling for a while, but the first guess about the whole matter with Ye Huaiyao was confirmed, and all the conspiracy gradually became clear.

The author has something to say: Wang Zai and Yaoyao's plan should come to an end, and they can meet in the next chapter.

Yaoyao really does have a different style of work from Wang Zai, he doesn't like to kill people casually.

The two of them were originally two extremes, and because of this conflicting personality collision, they fell in love, but it doesn't mean that kindness and gentleness will be tricked.

Don't worry babies, Yaoyao is invincible.

And if Yaoyao was a particularly cold-hearted person, he would not have helped Wang Zai at all, and there would be no intersection between the two~