ghost master

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In the evil blood sect, Tian Zixuan looked at Han Yang hesitantly.

"Master, I heard..." Although he knew he shouldn't ask, Tian Zixuan couldn't help it: "The Immortal Alliance is about to attack."

Han Yang leaned lazily on the chair, took a sip of the hot tea, and finally responded indifferently: "Yes."

His attitude puzzled Tian Zixuan: "Master, aren't you worried?"

"I've been waiting for this day for a long time." Han Yang looked at Tian Zixuan with a smile: "How many years do you think the Blood Sect has been planning to regain this territory? It's been a thousand years."

Tian Zixuan was taken aback: "Thousands of years!"

"Well, even my birth is part of the plan." Han Yang couldn't help laughing at himself when he said this: "In the end, I'm just a pawn of others."

Tian Zixuan didn't know what to say for a moment, he stood quietly aside, and when the tea in Han Yang's cup was finished, he picked up the teapot and filled it up for him.

Judging by Han Yang's appearance, it was clear that the Sha Blood Sect had already responded, but the Immortal Alliance was so powerful that Tian Zixuan really couldn't think of any way to make the Sha Blood Sect fight against the entire alliance with one sect.

"Why, worry?" Han Yang saw Tian Zixuan's thoughts.

Tian Zixuan didn't respond. He was really worried, but he was only worried about Han Yang, so he was very conflicted now. He hoped that the Xianmeng would win, but he didn't want anything to happen to Han Yang.

After thinking for a long time, Tian Zixuan spoke softly: "Before my parents sold me, they told me to live no matter what, saying that there is hope in living. If... the evil blood sect fails, master Will you run away?"

Han Yang held the exquisite teacup and raised his eyebrows to look at him: "You want me to run away?"

Tian Zixuan didn't answer directly. He lowered his head and blushed slightly: "If the master escapes, I will go with you."

"Oh?" Han Yang smiled evilly, stretched out his hand and gently pinched Tian Zixuan's chin: "Can you even betray the Immortal League because of me? You are really loyal."

Tian Zixuan didn't know whether he was mocking him or praising him, he just felt that the chin pinched by Han Yang was a little itchy, which made his face hot.

However, Han Yang sighed softly: "If I wanted to escape, I would have escaped long ago. Although I was born to be used as a pawn by my father and the elders, but human feelings are an inexplicable thing. My father has only met me a few times. He doesn't have much affection for me. It stands to reason that I have no affection for him either, but... the more he doesn't care about me, the more I hope he can face me one day This son."

After Han Yang finished speaking, he smiled sarcastically: "It's strange, right?"

"No..." Tian Zixuan felt complicated after hearing this.

Only to hear Han Yang say again: "Even killing Han Lin... At the beginning, the senior officials of the evil blood sect unanimously hoped that I could assassinate him when he crossed the catastrophe, but I tried my best to tell them swearing that Han Lin's With his strength, he will be able to pass the tribulation and ascend smoothly. As soon as he leaves this world, the Sha Xuezong can start to act, but they don't believe me, they are afraid, and worry that Han Lin will fail to cross the tribulation and stay in this world. Zong will never have another chance, and my dad was also worried about this, so he asked me: 'Are you in love with him?', after he said that, I immediately changed my mind."

How ridiculous, just to prove himself to a group of people who don't care, he used various reasons to convince himself to kill the people who really cared about him.

Tian Zixuan listened quietly, Han Yang let out a low laugh: "It's ridiculous that I succeeded in the assassination, but he saved his soul with the help of Lin Xiyuan, and now, he has become the most unexpected assassin The existence of me, hehe, those old guys who opposed me at the beginning are going crazy."

Tian Zixuan was silent, and then said in a low voice: "But the master is very happy, right?"

Han Yang didn't admit it or deny it, he just curled his lips and smiled: "Who knows?"

Afterwards Han Yang stopped talking, Tian Zixuan was still worried about the upcoming battle, when Han Yang drank half a cup of tea, he suddenly said: "Go and deal with Wang Xiaopang."

Tian Zixuan was startled, and almost dropped the teapot in his hand to the ground. His face was pale, and his beautiful peach eyes looked at Han Yang: "Master... I... have never killed anyone, I'm afraid I can't..."

"I didn't ask you to kill him. If I really wanted to kill him, why would I ask you to deal with him?" Han Yang leaned lazily on the chair and said with a smile, "You care about him, right? And he also I really care about you, so if the two of you fight, the two of you will be the safest on the entire battlefield. Besides, if there is a real fight, it will not be safe for you to hide in this courtyard. To suck blood, or to be implicated in the aftermath of a fight, are all possible."

Tian Zixuan's heart warmed, and he understood Han Yang's "good intentions". Just as he was about to thank him, he suddenly remembered that Han Lin's soul resided in Wang Xiaopang's body.

"..."

I'm afraid he is going to protect Xue Zun's soul?

After a moment of silence, Tian Zixuan asked curiously: "Is the master planning to fight Xue Zun?"

Han Yang was in high spirits: "Naturally!"

"..."

Contradictory people.

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Wang Xiaopang was a little unhappy, why not?Because the phalanx of the Spirit Controlling Sect he led was jokingly called "Boy Scouts" by the phalanxes of other sects.

Why do you look like a teenager?Why did Uncle Lin send a group of teenagers and girls over?Wang Xiaopang sat cross-legged on his Baiwei pot, and heaved a long sigh of "ah--".

"Kids, don't sigh." Old Jiaolong who was sitting with Wang Xiaopang said slowly.

"I'm already 30 years old." Wang Xiaopang sighed again. The other generals in the phalanx are all very imposing, leading tall and energetic elite disciples, while he is full of childish little monks with eyes full of novelty. , no wonder he was dubbed a "Boy Scout", he couldn't refute it himself.

"30 years old is still a baby." The old Jiaolong, who is thousands of years old, squinted his old eyes and said, his old wrinkled hands touched Chaotian who was sitting in his arms: "Is it? Chaotian?"

"En." Nodding towards the sky, he is over 400 years old, and even the baby-talking spirit devourer is several times older than Wang Xiaopang.

Wang Xiaopang complained helplessly: "Don't compare the age of humans with your spirit beasts."

"As far as a monk is concerned, 30 years old is still very young." After the old Jiaolong finished speaking, a gleam of light suddenly flashed through the hazy old eyes with drooping eyelids.

Sensing the change in the old Jiaolong's expression, Wang Xiaopang looked forward along his line of sight, and saw a vast forest covered with white snow in front of him, which meant that they were not far from the Fiend Blood Sect.

The sound of setting off firecrackers was faintly heard from below, Wang Xiaopang, who was sitting on the Baiwei pot, looked around, and saw a few mortal towns scattered under the dark clouds, they were beating gongs, drums and setting off firecrackers in a panic , trying to drive away the "monster" that "ate" the sun.

Due to the huge momentum of the team this time, in order to cover the eyes and ears of mortals, they created black clouds under the phalanx, so that mortals could not see them. However, due to the huge black cloud, a large area below could not be seen The sun is like a solar eclipse.

Wang Xiaopang suddenly remembered that he also experienced a "Tengu eating the moon" when he was very young. At that time, the whole county was in chaos. Everyone lit lanterns, beat gongs and fired cannons, which lasted almost the whole night. It is estimated that there were monks above their county at that time Are you playing tricks?

After entering the world of self-cultivation, the fairy tales that I yearned for and feared when I was a child were all shattered.Wang Xiaopang was quite moved, and then his expression straightened, and he cheered up and prepared to face the battle.

The mighty group of people flew forward for another half an hour under the cover of black clouds, and they arrived not far from the evil blood sect. What made everyone feel weird was that the whole mountain range was very quiet, and Wang Xiaopang felt that something was wrong. So he drove his Baiweiguo and took Lao Jiaolong and Chaotian to the front of the phalanx to find Han Lin.

Han Lin was surrounded by the six Nascent Soul cultivators who participated in the battle, apparently they also found it strange.

"Brother, why is the Fiend Blood Sect so quiet? Could it be that they had heard the news and fled early?" Fairy Zishan frowned and asked, although she felt that the possibility was very small.

"No, in order to take back this place, the Fiend Blood Sect has been lurking in the Snow Sky Sect for 400 years, and it is absolutely impossible to leave so easily." Han Lin looked solemnly at the huge spiritual mountain not far away. There is a layer of hidden formations, so their spiritual consciousness cannot detect the dynamics inside, and this distance is beyond the range of their naked eyes.

"That means we have been prepared for a long time." Grandma Guanyue said while leaning on the dragon's crutches, her old eyes quietly looked at the old Jiaolong sitting beside Wang Xiaopang.

The white-haired, stooped old Jiaolong, but full of immortality, noticed Grandma Guanyue's gaze, so he turned his head to look at her, but Grandma Guanyue had already averted her gaze, but it was hidden under the white hair The ears are slightly red.

"We have six Nascent Soul cultivators and Venerable Xue. We are not afraid of their tricks." Head Xiao of Xuantianmen said proudly.

"Don't underestimate the enemy." Han Lin said calmly, and then told Han Yufei: "Yufei, you ask your disciples to evacuate the mortals from the ten miles around the evil blood sect. If too many mortals are involved in this battle, I'm afraid it will anger Heaven."

"Yes." Han Yufei replied, and immediately flew back to the Snow Heaven Sect's camp, ordering his disciples to use spells to hypnotize the nearby mortals, making them withdraw from this place.

Han Lin looked at Wang Xiaopang again: "Pang, you pick a few monks who are good at manipulating spirit insects from the Spirit Controlling Sect, and ask them to explore the front."

"Yes!" Wang Xiaopang nodded, and flew to Yulingzong's camp while driving the Baiweiguo. The old Jiaolong got off his Baiweiguo with Chaotian in his arms, and stayed with Han Lin and the others.

Wang Xiaopang spent half a month with the boys and girls from the Spirit Controlling Sect, and he knew exactly who controlled which spirit beasts, so he immediately asked a little monk who controlled the golden beetle and a hidden stinger bee to send out their spirit beasts. Chong went to investigate the news, but after doing all this, he still felt uneasy, so he took out Lei Ling and Spirit Devourer respectively from the storage bag, then held the Spirit Devourer in his palm, closed his eyes and recited the spell silently Come.

"Psychic eyes, open!" Wang Xiaopang yelled, and as the spell fell, his eyes glowed faintly, and the eyes of the spirit-eating insect in his palm also emitted a faint light.

"go with!"

The spirit-eating insect bent its small, fleshy insect body, and jumped from Wang Xiaopang's palm to Lei Ling's back that was shining with electric arcs.

The spirit devouring insect is a kind of strange insect, as long as it has spiritual power, it can eat it, so it is not afraid of Lei Ling's arc, but Lei Ling is very dissatisfied with this little insect staying on top of its head.

Wang Xiaopang closed his radiant eyes, and lightly patted Lei Ling's round butt: "Go!"

There are so many people, show some face!

Only then did Lei Ling stare at a pair of dead fish eyes, reluctantly cast the Thunder Escape technique, and carried Little Buddy's spirit-eating insects far away.

The reason why Wang Xiaopang asked Lei Ling and the Spirit Devourer to go out to investigate together was because Lei Ling ran extremely fast and could sneak back even if the other party found out, and the Spirit Devourer had sucked the spirit of a certain elder of the Sha Blood Sect before. Blood is extremely sensitive to the magic cultivator of cultivating Shaxue Dafa, so it can guide Lei Ling very well.

Wang Xiaopang connected his eyes to the spirit devouring insects. With his eyes closed, he saw the surrounding scenery flickering and changing. It was Lei Ling performing the Thunder Escape technique. Such a flickering Once changed four times, Wang Xiaopang saw the close-up of the Fiend Blood Sect.

The huge spiritual mountain covered with white snow was very quiet. Wang Xiaopang saw houses stained with demonic energy, and saw withered or demonized trees, but he didn't see a single figure.

What about people?Just as Wang Xiaopang was wondering, the soft voice of the spirit devourer sounded from the back of his head: "The top of the mountain! It's all on the top of the mountain!"

mountaintop?

Wang Xiaopang has never been to the top of Xueling Mountain, because it is the place with the strongest aura in the whole mountain, and it is also the most sacred place of Snow Sky Sect...

altar!