The Fairy in Fast Time

But as soon as Shen Yanzhi's words fell, an overwhelming black demonic aura shot up into the sky, and hundreds of people with blue complexions walked out slowly from the demonic aura. coldness.

What's more frightening is that these dead people are all wearing Fengyunzong's costumes, and Fengyunzong's badge is also hung on their waists, which also indirectly explains...

All these people were disciples of Feng Yunzong.

Seeing this, Shen Yan's heart sank. He squinted his eyes at the old man standing among the walking corpses, and lightly parted his thin lips: "I really didn't expect that Master Sect Master would be a demon cultivator who has practiced for many years."

The old man standing not far away smiled strangely, and the fly whisk swept across his chest and put it on his left arm. Black devilish energy surged around his side in a silky shape, carrying extreme malice.

"I have no other choice." Master Daoshu said with a light smile, "What's more, this is the way I'm looking for."

"Murder your own disciples, absorb their aura, and listen to their dying cries." Daoshu Daoist muttered intoxicatedly, "Finally, to dedicate myself to their master and realize their final value, this... "

"Isn't it a wonderful thing?"

At the end, the old man laughed hoarsely, his face was hideous and terrifying, and the black demonic energy around him was so strong that it almost materialized.

"But these are not enough." Master Daoshu looked at the child in Shen Yanzhi's arms with fiery eyes, and licked his chapped lips involuntarily, "I still need a big tonic before the next level."

"The root of the heavenly spirit is formed by gathering the spiritual energy of the heaven and the earth..."

"This tonic is just right!"

"Give him to me—!"

Daoshu Daoist's voice suddenly became high-pitched, and then, with a wave of the whisk in his hand, the slow-moving corpses suddenly burst into flames, and attacked Shen Yanzhi with a low growl.

Their nails became very long in a few breaths, and the surface of the nails was dotted with black devil poison.

Although these cultivators have been dead for a long time, I don't know what crooked ways Master Shu used to make these corpses use the sword skills or spells they learned during their lifetime.

Wen Han silently watched these zombies from the world of cultivators running towards them with their teeth and claws open, their eyes were a little strange.

Because at this moment, "The Walking Dead x", "Resident Evil x", "Busan x", "The Living Dead x" slid through his mind...

as well as--

Why do people always want to eat my meat? I'm not that Tang Seng with nine dots poked on the top of my head.

Shen Yanzhi leaned over and gently put the little spirit root on the ground, spring water glistened in his long and narrow peach eyes, and he said in a low voice, "Just watch."

After finishing speaking, Shen Yanzhi stood beside Wen Han with his hands behind his back, his black and red robe was swept back by the wind, mixed with strands of black devilish energy.

"My lord, if you do many injustices, you will die yourself." The slender man smiled lightly, and in the next moment, a blood-stained sword shadow descended from the sky, carrying scorching flames, piercing through the corpses. Tianling cover.

Stern wailing sounded everywhere, most of the walking corpses were completely annihilated by Shen Yanzhi, one after another fell down.

"It's just a kid who only has the cultivation base of Yuanying, and he dares to fight against the old man!" Daoshu Daoist smiled coldly, and then threw the whisk in his hand upwards. Immediately, the whisk quickly became bigger and became a black and white hand. Alternating spirit banners.

"Thousands of Ghosts Calling Soul Banner..." Shen Yanzhi whispered, looking at Master Daoshu with piercingly cold eyes, "I think the reputation and status of Feng Yunzong for thousands of years will be destroyed by your hands today!"

"Hahaha——! Feng Yunzong?" Daoshu Daoist gave him a contemptuous look, and said with disdain: "It's just a stepping stone on the road of this old man's cultivation."

Wen Han frowned and looked at the soul-calling banner suspended in mid-air. He could feel the coldness above it from such a distance, and he also noticed that as soon as the soul-calling banner was sacrificed, people appeared around the old man. Tiny black cracks, distorted and abstract, make people uncomfortable to look at.

What the hell is that...

Just as Shen Yan's manipulator, Feijian, flew towards Daoshu Daoshu, the system panicked and angrily stabbed Wen Han.

[System: Mom, help!The Mastermind is gone—! 】

Wen Han was startled, and subconsciously replied: No, I'm not your mother.

[System: Get lost!This bitch is not the point!Just now I went to the main brain for a walk again, trying to see if I could wake it up to kill the virus, but in the end, it was gone! 】

Wen Han sighed silently, he watched Shen Yan's body deftly shuttle among the ghosts released by the summoning banner with deep eyes, and said calmly: Oh.

【system:……】

Then, the system went back to [My World] and dug a few big pits to vent its anger, and then said calmly: "Okay, I just want to tell you that we must find the mastermind, otherwise the consequences will be very serious."

Wen Han squeezed the space between his brows, and roughly listed the three fucking questions in his mind——

1. Find the eldest brother.

2. Find the mastermind.

3. Find a way to drag the system out and beat it.

……

At this time, the sky above the Chengqing Palace had already become gloomy, and the wind mixed with demonic energy swept everything in front of it recklessly, wreckage was everywhere, and bones turned into ashes.

Formless resentful ghosts continuously ran out of the summoning banners, screaming and circling above the Chengqing Hall, looking extremely terrifying.

Daoshu Daoshu held the soul-calling banner horizontally in front of his body, his faintly red eyes were full of evil intentions, and his voice was hoarse as if he had been smoked, "The old man found that...you are only a fire root. The aura contained in it is also very strong.”

"Really." The smile on Shen Yanzhi's face remained unchanged, he pulled out a beautiful sword flower and flew back, dozens of red flames flew towards the old man like arrows, with overwhelming killing intent .

"But the cultivator with stronger spiritual energy is more likely to be haunted by demonic energy." Master Daoshu whispered, and dodged the dozen or so rockets sideways, but what he didn't expect was that behind the rockets was Shen Yanzhi. A fatal blow infused with [-]% of spiritual power.

"Well!"

Black blood spurted from Daoshu Daoist's mouth, he lowered his head slowly, saw his left chest pierced by the sword covered with heaven and earth real fire, and laughed fiercely.

Shen Yanzhi's face was a little pale, but his thin lips became more and more rosy, as if rouged.

"Broken!" The man in the red robe and black gauze cut off the soul-calling banner, then held the sword in front of his eyes and shouted in a low voice. In an instant, ten thousand fiery red birds flew out of Shen Yanzhi's body, like The petals filled the sky, penetrated the body of the grieving ghost, and swept straight to the top of Chengqing Hall.

It was Shen Yanzhi's solidified spiritual power, and even a little of his blood was poured into it, making those firebirds even more powerful.

Because he knew that if this stalemate continued, the Tianlinggen would be gradually eroded by the devilish energy in the enchantment, and eventually completely dissipate in the world.

All things in the heaven and earth generate and restrain each other, and the nemesis of the Tianlinggen is the magic energy.

It's okay to say that the magic energy is thin, but if it is so strong today, it's better to solve it as soon as possible.

after all……

He didn't want to watch that soft little guy just disappear.

As for why he didn't want to, Shen Yanzhi didn't think about it, he just followed his heart and did what he wanted.

Maybe he did have an impure purpose when we met for the first time, but now...

He just wants to protect him.

"Hahaha! Shen Yanzhi, the old man is waiting to see the moment when you will be ruined!" Daoshu Daoshu twisted his face and said something unclear, which made Wen Han want to hit someone extremely.

But immediately, Xiao Linggen couldn't help but sat down on the ground. For some reason, he suddenly felt very weak, as if his uncle had come.

Wen Han wiped his face, thinking it might be because of the heavy devilish energy here...

Then, he looked up and watched the tens of thousands of bright red birds with their clear and crisp singing, [broke] the roof of Chengqing Hall with ease.

In an instant, the demonic world in Wen Han's eyes shattered, revealing the blue sky.

The barrier has been broken.

Wen Han couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Shen Yanzhi, a disciple of Fengyun Sect, has cultivated demons for many years, and maliciously slaughtered hundreds of his fellow sects. Here, the old man expelled him from the sect in the name of the head of the sect, and issued a red-level hunting order for Shen Yanzhi to the entire cultivation world. ——!" Taoist Daoshu covered his chest and closed his eyes, and the black blood stains turned into a bright red at some point, and there was no trace of demonic energy on his body, but it was an extremely pure orthodox cultivator's breath.

And Shen Yanzhi, who was standing not far away, slightly closed his eyelids, holding a blood-dripping sword and standing on top of the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood.

And that handsome face that is almost monstrous is still stained with a few traces of bright red blood, and against the black devilish energy that has not dissipated on the side, any cultivator will subconsciously think that when he sees all this for the first time, The magic cultivator must be Shen Yanzhi.

Wen Han looked at the old man sitting cross-legged on the ground in disbelief, and was furious, "You're talking nonsense! It's you..."

"Master, brother...you..."

"Great rebellion, great rebellion——!"

"I didn't expect you, Shen Yanzhi, to be such a person!"

"This, this is impossible! How could Senior Brother Shen do such a thing..."

"Shen Yanzhi..."

……

Sharp discussions from all directions interrupted Wen Han's words, so he discovered that the place revealed after the barrier was broken was a huge platform.

And he, Shen Yanzhi, Daoshu Daoshu, and the miserable corpses were on this huge platform, and as for the audience, there were several Fengyunzong disciples in white robes.

At this time, those disciples were looking at Shen Yanzhi on the stage with extremely angry eyes, and the knuckles of the hand holding the sword turned white, which showed how resentful these people were.

Wen Han trotted over, and when he ran in front of Shen Yanzhi, the man knelt on the ground with his sword as support, and put his left arm around Xiao Linggen's neck.

"... Be good, let me lean on for a while."

Shen Yanzhi closed his eyes and whispered in Wen Han's ear, most of his body weight was involuntarily pressed on Xiao Linggen's body, his face was as pale as snow, which made Wen Han feel blocked.

So, Xiao Linggen opened his arms and hugged Shen Yanzhi's neck back, and looked at the audience with condensed eyes.

"That child is..."

"It is to participate in the disciple selection this year."

"God, who can go up and save that child..."

"Now no one knows whether Shen Yanzhi's spiritual energy is really exhausted, what if..."

"Among those corpses is my senior sister, ugh..."

"do not Cry……"

……

Many unpleasant words kept coming into the ears, Wen Han couldn't stand it anymore, sneered and raised his voice: "Mother Du Te, shut up!"