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"The three demon cultivators of the late Nascent Soul!" Hearing Wang Xiaopang's report, Master Jianqing and the others were greatly shocked, and obviously felt a lot of pressure.

"So that's the case, no wonder the Shaxue Sect dared to confront the Xianmeng head-on." Master Jianqing frowned and said, then turned to look at Grandma Guanyue: "Senior is the most senior among us, do you know what kind of evil spell the other party is using? ? They actually used their disciples as sacrifices to summon three old devils."

Grandma Guanyue thought for a moment while holding her dragon-headed crutch, and then said in a heavy tone: "Although the old woman has lived for thousands of years, this is the first time I have heard of this kind of magic, but..."

Grandma Guanyue seemed to remember something, she asked Wang Xiaopang: "Is that female demon cultivator wearing a pink shirt?"

Wang Xiaopang didn't look at the woman very carefully, but he still had a rough impression, so he nodded: "Well, it's a red-pink dress, and it's made of tulle."

Grandma Guanyue tapped the crutch in her hand unhappily when she heard the words: "That's right, this girl is a witch who was at the same time as my master, who specializes in seducing men to suck their blood, and is known as the 'Red Pink Empress'. "

"'Hongfen Niangniang?'" Hearing Grandma Guanyue mention this, an old Taoist suddenly remembered: "I also remembered that when I was young, this girl was a famous witch in the cultivation world, and she harmed many famous witches. In this way, she is a character from 2000 years ago."

2000 years ago? !The people around were shocked when they heard this, and even Han Lin looked solemn. Since the witch was from 2000 years ago, the boy-like Nascent Soul Demon Cultivator is probably also the demon leader of the same period. suzerain...

Considering that he is Han Yang's father, Han Lin guessed that his age should be more than 1000 years old.

The atmosphere became quite heavy, and the head of Xuantianmen began to retreat: "Then the opponent is four monks in the late stage of Nascent Soul and one monk in the middle stage of Nascent Soul. How can we fight? Or... retreat first and hold a meeting again Shall we discuss it?"

"No." Master Jianqing shook his head: "Although their strength has greatly increased, our side has an advantage in numbers, and we may not be at a disadvantage in a fight. Therefore, instead of passively retreating, it is better to fight with them head-on, saving money. It will take time and effort to do it again."

The master of Xuantianmen objected: "This is too risky! Since the opponent is a summoned demon, why don't we just wait for the limelight to pass? They can't summon them indefinitely, can they?"

"It's not a summoning." At this time, the old Jiaolong who had been silent all this time opened his mouth, and everyone looked at him, only to see him speak slowly with his cloudy old eyes: "It's an awakening. This old man once heard of a kind of magical secret technique." , the Nascent Soul Demon Cultivator who is approaching the deadline cannot break through the demonization period, and is afraid of death, so he puts himself into a deep sleep state in a certain way, hoping to encounter an opportunity for breakthrough in the future. If the old man guessed correctly, the three The old devils used this kind of secret technique, but they didn't seek opportunities in the future, but fell asleep specifically for this battle."

"There is such a secret technique?" Grandma Guanyue and another monk who is also near the end of life are very surprised. It stands to reason that except for a breakthrough in the realm, otherwise they cannot live in this world for another day.

The old dragon said softly: "It is said that it is a magic secret art handed down from ancient times. This old man has lived for thousands of years, and this is the first time I have encountered it."

"Probably so." Fairy Zishan felt that the matter was in line with the old Jiaolong's conjecture, so she said: "It is useless for us to procrastinate, and the other party has planned for at least a thousand years, I don't think their ambition is just Just taking away the territory of the Snow Heaven Sect, I am afraid there is still the idea of ​​causing chaos in the entire continent!"

As soon as these words came out, another big stone was pressed on everyone's hearts. Han Lin pondered for a long time and made a decision: "It's useless to talk more, since we're all here, let's try a fight first."

Although the opponent has four demon cultivators in the late Nascent Soul stage, they have seven Nascent Soul cultivators including him, and there are also Old Jiaolong and Chaotian, so the odds of winning are relatively high.

Hey, if he is still alive, with his cultivation in the transformation stage, not to mention the magic cultivation in the late Nascent Soul stage, even ten of them can be dealt with by himself.Han Lin thought about it heavily, and then suddenly felt something, and looked sharply into the distance, only to see a dark "cloud" floating towards them quickly.

"Here we come!" Master Jianqing yelled, and flew back to the front of the phalanx of the Spirit Sword Sect, making final preparations for the response. The rest of the people also returned to the front of the phalanx he was managing one after another. Wang Xiaopang didn't dare to neglect , Without waiting for Han Lin to order, he consciously began to order the group of little monks from the Yulingzong.

"Spirit beasts have limited intelligence. In order to prevent them from accidentally injuring friendly troops, we mainly carry out harassment and auxiliary attacks! Everyone must not be brave! Be sure to control your own spirit beasts!" Wang Xiaopang told them solemnly. The use of spirit beasts should be done cautiously. It is said that in previous battles between immortals and demons, spirit beasts went mad due to injuries, completely disobeying orders and rushing around. He didn't want such things to happen to him.

"Yes!" Although those little monks were eager to try, they obeyed Wang Xiaopang's order very much.

At this time, the two little monks who sent spirit insects to investigate came over and reported: "Friar Xuexian! The animals in the forest near the Blood Sect have become demonized!"

"Demonization?" Wang Xiaopang looked at the forest not far away. Sure enough, the forest was very disturbed, and the leaves were shaking. However, due to the distance, he could not get the specific situation, but he could see crows and vultures clearly. Birds circled and danced in the air, screaming ferociously.

Wang Xiaopang frowned, thought for a while, then turned his head and ordered the two little monks: "The animal demonization may be infected by the demon energy, you two stay behind to control the spirit insects and continue to investigate, if those demonized animals Without an obvious purpose, there is no need to expend energy to slaughter them, but if they have an obvious purpose... find out who controls them!"

"Yes!" The two little monks responded, and then hid behind the square formation and concentrated on contacting the spirit insects.

Wang Xiaopang thought for a while, and told them worriedly: "Don't act rashly after you find the controller! First, report to me!"

If the spirit insects are injured, they will also be affected to a certain extent by the spirits connected to them. Although the battlefield is ruthless, Wang Xiaopang still hopes that everyone will be well.

The two little monks closed their eyes and didn't speak, and they didn't know if they had listened to Wang Xiaopang's order, so Wang Xiaopang called another little girl over and asked her to guard the two little monks, and then he was serious. Looking forward with a serious face.

The "black cloud" that was far away in the sky just now was now close in front of his eyes. What surprised Wang Xiaopang was that the corpses that had been drained of blood were there, looking like skeleton soldiers with skins.

Wang Xiaopang didn't know if they were alive or dead, he thought they should be dead, but the eyes of those mummies were red, looking at them with longing.

Blood!want blood!

Wang Xiaopang almost heard the shouts in their hearts. To be honest, he had already started to tremble in his heart. This is the reaction that many recruits have, but he glanced in Han Lin's direction, and the tall and straight figure immediately gave him Peace of mind and courage.

Master must not be disappointed.Wang Xiaopang took a deep breath, stepped on his talisman, the Hundred Flavors Pot, and grabbed the air with his hand, a whip made of lightning appeared in his hand.

Standing at the forefront of the Shaxue Sect is the middle-aged man who looks exactly like Han Yang. Although he has white hair on his temples and wrinkles around his eyes, his calm and domineering imperial aura is unmistakable. Not for young people.

Han Lin could tell that this was a terrifying man, and if he guessed correctly, he was the one who planned everything.

Han Lin looked at him with a sullen face for a while, and then looked to his side, where stood his greatest enemy in this life, Han Yang.

There was no expression on Han Yang's face, but when he saw Han Lin looking at him, he immediately smiled. The smile was not mocking or provocative, but more like seeing an old friend who hadn't seen him for a long time. He even beckoned to Han Rin.

"..." Han Lin suddenly felt complicated. The moment he saw Han Yang, besides the welling up of hatred, he also felt a little sad.

He rarely felt sad, and lived for more than 400 years, which is one of the few.

Almost no one noticed Han Rin's abnormality. His face was gloomy from beginning to end, but Wang Xiaopang noticed it. It was so far away that he couldn't see Han Rin's facial expression clearly. He could only see his figure, but he felt strangely that there was an inexplicable feeling between Han Lin and Han Yang, which made him... jealous.

Although I and Master have developed a private lover relationship, but... maybe that man is the one that Master cares most about.Wang Xiaopang lowered his head, looking at the crackling whip in his hand emitting electric arcs, just like his current mood, chaotic and excited.

He couldn't see Master's love for him clearly, but his hatred for Han Yang was quite obvious.

Gee.

As if aware of Wang Xiaopang's emotions, Han Lin at the front slightly turned his head and glanced in his direction, but then turned back quickly, and this glance made Han Yang also look at Wang Xiaopang, his eyes became It means a lot.

At this moment, everyone is getting sensitive.