Master of time travel

"Then how are you going to deal with us?"

The woman's words were soft, and she even smiled, but the many righteous monks who heard her words couldn't laugh.Because the woman is talking about us, not me, there is a one-word difference, but everyone knows the difference clearly.

On the Cangshan Mountain, it was quiet for a while.

Complacency flashed across Fu Qianchong's eyes, the result in front of him was exactly what he wanted!

Taking a step forward, Fu Qianzhong said politely: "The lord was only temporarily confused by the demon cultivator, as long as the lord handed over the demon cultivator beside him, the lord is still the lord, so I naturally dare not say a word talk."

Everyone looked different, but no one spoke.Obviously, there was no intention of refuting what Fu Qianzhong said, and they were all waiting for the woman's answer.

Waiting for an option that seems to have only one answer.

"What if I say no?"

The woman's voice, like a spring breeze, echoed clearly in everyone's ears.

Fu Qianzhong narrowed his eyes and said, "Have you thought about it, Master?"

Mo Yun didn't speak, but looked at Fu Qianzhong, but there was pity in his eyes.

The corner of Fu Qianchong's mouth was filled with coldness, but the original respect was nowhere to be found, "Since ancient times, there is no balance between good and evil, since the lord insists on working with the demon cultivator for the sake of the common people, the lord can't blame me for disregarding morality. "

"You don't have to be moral when dealing with demon cultivators!", a confident voice came out from the crowd.

Many monks held up the magical weapons in their hands. If they were not concerned about the cultivation of the woman in white, they would have rushed forward.

The white-bearded old man stroked his beard, and sighed: "Yun Hui, you and I are Mahayana monks, seeking the truth of the heaven and the way, so why bother to ruin my ten thousand years of hard work for a demon cultivator."

It sounded like a regretful voice, but who knew how sincere the person who said this was.Mo Yun curled his lips slightly, but didn't speak.

Obviously, the attitude of the woman in white angered the rest of the crowd.The monks' eyes were wide open, their expressions were fierce, like hungry wolves, eager to pounce on the two white-clothed women in front of them and tear them apart.

Even if it is the Supreme Master, at this moment, he is just a traitor who protects Moxiu!They are not worthy of their respect at all!

Only by killing the two people in front of us on the top of Cangshan Mountain can we protect the name of righteous way!

"Why should Lian Monarch hesitate any longer, just use the Four Spirit Formation!"

"You're right, since it's the Supreme Master, it's a total loss of face for me to work with a demon cultivator!"

"Just ask the suzerains to activate the Four Spirit Formation and kill Moxiu on this Cangshan Mountain!"

"Just ask the suzerains to activate the Four Spirit Formation!"

One after another, the sound shook the entire Cangshan Mountain.If eyes could kill, Mo Yun believed that he and Yun Ling had already been killed.If she was not a monk in the Mahayana period, such a scene should have appeared the moment she appeared in Cangshan.

The four-spirit array traps prey in the array and refines flesh and blood like a cauldron.

At the end of the battle of the Demon Dao, both the Righteous Path and the Demon Cultivator were exhausted.Especially Yu Zhengdao, his vitality was greatly damaged, and only [-]% of his disciples remained.At the end of the road, the four mahayana suzerains used the four spirit array to kill three thousand demon cultivators.In just an instant, the flesh and blood were separated, and the living turned into blood.The blood stained the soil red, and the bloody aura hovered in the sky for half a year, refusing to dissipate for a long time.

So far, he has won the battle of magic.

That was the first time that the Four Spirit Formation was activated, but it was also the last time that the Four Spirit Formation was activated.Because the formation was too cruel, after that, it was banned by the seven sect masters at that time.Leave a warning, unless it is absolutely necessary, do not activate the Four Spirit Formation.

And now, it seems that this is the time of last resort.

Mo Yun felt that maybe he should feel a little bit proud. After the battle of the demonic way, there might be no one else except her, the supreme master of the cultivation world, who could make everyone in the righteous way so afraid.

It's just a pity for the original owner, maybe one day he will cry when he comes back.

"If Daoist Lian doesn't do anything again, I'm going to leave." After finishing speaking, Mo Yun took a step forward, as if he really wanted to leave, and Yun Ling followed closely behind without hesitation.

"Lian Monarch Daoist!"

"Why should the Daoist sympathize with Moxiu!"

"That's right, Demon Cultivator has done a lot of evil, and he deserves to die!"

Seeing this, many monks clenched the magic weapon in their hands, their eyes turned red, and they roared in a low voice.

There was sarcasm in Mo Yun's eyes, and he shook his head. She hadn't done anything yet, and she had already become a demon cultivator who had committed many evils and deserved to die.If he took a few more steps, wouldn't he really become a monster that everyone can get and kill.

The woman in white was getting closer and closer. Yun Ling followed behind Mo Yun, his eyes swept over the crowd, cold sweat dripped from the forehead of the monk who roared the loudest before, his eyes dodged, and he retreated a little.The rest of the cultivators also circulated their true qi in their bodies, and watched vigilantly at the cold woman behind the Master of the Cultivation World.

They couldn't see through the cultivation of the woman behind the Master.

The woman's gaze was like looking at a dead object without any emotion.

The sky was high and the clouds were clear, but the air was so dull that it made people panic. The young monk's legs were already weak, and he was trembling while holding the magic weapon in his hand.It seems that the next moment, he will run away.

The woman stopped suddenly, and in the silence, she heard the woman's indifferent voice, just like the high-ranking woman's voice once heard among thousands of people.

"Why don't Daoist Lian Jun and Patriarch Fu do anything?"

Seeing Fu Qian's complexion was ugly, Mo Yun laughed and said, "To deal with a wicked demon like me, you don't have to be moral. Isn't that what Patriarch Fu said? What are you hesitating at this moment?"

Fu Qianzhong's complexion turned black, like the bottom of a pot.

Mo Yun shook his head, and said lightly: "Could it be that Patriarch Fu's position as the head of the four major families is still not stable? I'm afraid that if you tell this matter, you will be ridiculed by the rest of the comprehension world?"

Among the crowd, whispering.Fu Qianzhong's complexion changed wonderfully, and anyone who wasn't a fool could hear the sarcasm in the woman's words.

"Lian Monarch! Sect Master Xiaoyi!" Fu Qianzhong turned around, bowed to the people behind him and said, "Please all suzerains activate the Four Spirit Formation. It is my duty as a righteous monk to eliminate demons and defend the way. If today because of the other party If he is the master of the cultivation world, let him get away with it, how can he be worthy of the orthodox senior who passed away in the battle of the demonic way!" The man said something wonderful, and the faces of many monks froze suddenly, and the magical weapons in their hands tightened a bit.

Fu Qianzhong raised his head, his eyes were red, and said: "If it is really despised by the world, Fu Qianzhong is willing to bear the infamy!"

"Patriarch Fu is righteous, and we are just mediocre people!" Among the crowd, the monk in blue clothes from before shouted loudly, "Please suzerain masters activate the Four Spirit Formation!"

"Please suzerains activate the Four Spirit Formation!"

"Activate the Four Spirit Formation!"

Acting is something that anyone can do, but whether the play is true or false, whether it is enough or too much, is a very crucial thing.And whether the people watching the play are in the play, or whether they are accompanying them in the play, is something they themselves know.

At least for now, it seems that both the audience and the actors are very involved in the drama.

While shouting, Daoist Lian Jun waved the floating dust in his hand, stopped the almost deafening voice again, with embarrassment and unbearable expression on his face, said: "Yunhui, do you really think about it?"

Mo Yun said nothing, and the slight arc of the corner of his mouth was enough to show.

Lian Jun Daochang sighed, as if he wanted to say something more, but he heard the tall and thin man who hadn't opened his mouth ask: "What about you?"

Naturally, the tall and thin man didn't say "what about you" to Mo Yun.

The voice in his ears was still cold, but in Mo Yun's ears, there was tenderness.

"There is nothing worthy of my nostalgia in this world, except her alone."

After Yun Ling finished speaking, there was a piercing sound.In the blink of an eye, he arrived in front of Mo Yun, with fierce killing intent, coming at such a speed that even a monk with a high level of cultivation might not be able to catch it, as if he could penetrate Mo Yun in the next moment.However, it is a pity that this killing intent did not hurt Mo Yun after all.When he was less than half an inch away from the ink cloud, he was blocked by a cold woman.

They didn't see when the woman moved, but at this moment, everyone looked a little dignified.They remembered one thing. Half a month ago, the disciple of the Supreme Master was forced to fall to the Immortal Cliff. Half a month later, there was a change in the Immortal Falling Cliff. It was rumored that a demon cultivator in the Mahayana period was born.

Daoist Lian Monarch and Sect Master Jianzong, who are in the Mahayana period, can deal with even the Supreme Master of the cultivation world.But if there are two Mahayana periods... everyone couldn't help but compete in their hearts.

"It turns out that the so-called orthodox monks like to use this method!" Yun Ling said coldly, breaking off the poisoned flying arrow in his hand, and throwing it on the ground with a crisp sound.

Silent.

Flying Arrow Curse, an arrow curse specially used for sneak attacks in the dark.Even if it is to deal with demon cultivators, it is not a bright method, let alone monks like them who are righteous and self-proclaimed, it will definitely not sound good if it is spread.It was a bit ugly to be ridiculed by the woman this time.

But this silence is only for a moment.

"Naturally, there is no need to use any means to deal with demon cultivators!"

"That's right, the demon cultivator is very cunning, if he doesn't use some tricks, how can he catch him!"

"For the common people in the world, it is normal to use some tricks!"

The voice of righteous words, as I said before, there is no need to be moral when dealing with demons.

Yun Ling frowned, this is the so-called righteous monk.

If you are a monk in the Mahayana period, naturally you don't have to be afraid of this kind of trick.But the people around her are not in the Mahayana stage now, this blow, although not fatal, is enough to hurt her.

Even if it is a sneak attack, it is only natural, because they are for the sake of the common people.

Thinking of this, the woman's eyes became colder.

Mo Yun's expression changed slightly, he looked at the broken flying arrow on the ground, and then at the cold woman in front of him exuding a chilling chill, his eyes flickered, he secretly shook the woman's hand, but quickly let go.Mo Yun took a step sideways, exposed his body, and said: "Even if it is for the common people in the world, why should you hesitate any longer, why don't you hurry up and activate the four spirits. If you continue like this, let me, a despicable demon, escape In the hands of all righteous people, the common people in this world will suffer disaster."

The sarcasm was too clear, and many monks looked ugly, turning pale and white.

"Evil and crooked ways, stop talking!" An old monk wrinkled his wrinkled face into a ball and said sharply, "How can we uphold the righteous destiny, which is something that demons like you can slander. "

Yun Ling took a step forward, blocking Mo Yun behind her, and stared at him with a coldness like a knife, forcing the old man's remaining words back into her stomach.

The cold woman's tone was piercingly cold, and her voice resounded through the top of Cangshan Mountain.

"So what about the righteous demons! If the so-called righteous way is what you are like, I will overthrow the destiny of this righteous way today!"

Many years later, the monks who have experienced this day still clearly remember the woman's cold expression and those words that were too arrogant.

The contempt and sarcasm in the woman's eyes seemed to trample on this righteous fate like dust.

Yun Ling turned around and stretched out her hand to the person beside her, her eyes were burning: "Master, I would like to accompany my apprentice."

Mo Yun stretched out his hand to hold it, and smiled softly: "A master will naturally not leave his apprentice alone. Even if the road ahead is hell, it's okay to walk with you for a while."

The author has something to say: In the next chapter, the hidden things about some previous conversations will probably be revealed