Taoist Qingmei saw that Ming Qianling had this feeling, and nodded slightly, expressing his satisfaction.

Then he said to the disciple behind him: "Bring the disciple who is possessed by the demon cultivator forward."

A disciple possessed by a demon cultivator?

Hearing what he said, the audience was in chaos, all because they were terrified because Moxiu had already penetrated into the Tianhe Gate.

Taoist Qingmei waved his hand to let everyone be silent, he said in a deep voice, "Don't panic, I have used my spiritual power to clean up the entire Tianhe Gate before the Inner Sect Grand Competition, and all suspicious people have been killed!"

He added: "From today onwards, a pair of disciples trained by me will maintain the safety of Tianhemen."

After finishing speaking, he clapped his hands, and a group of sword-wielding disciples wearing black uniform Taoist robes suddenly rushed around the competition platform. Their foreheads were uniformly tied with black foreheads, and a golden sun pattern was embroidered in the center of the foreheads.

The clothes and style were really uncomfortable, Ming Qianling frowned slightly, obviously things had exceeded her expectations, this was not all the plot in the original book at all.

If this is a fan story, then this fan novel seems to have completely rebuilt the world view.

Many disciples, like Ming Qianling, felt uncomfortable with this group of people wearing dark clothes. They all had stern faces and strong murderous intent, like Rakshasa, which made it impossible to feel good.

Obviously, Lan Shuo and Li Chenchuan were also standing among the disciples below, frowning, one looked at Ming Qianling on the stage, and the other looked at Taoist Qingmei on the stage.

Taoist Qingmei's two disciples standing behind him took his life. When they got off the competition stage, they pressed Wang Ming and came up after a while. At this time, Wang Ming's eyes were red and his hair was disheveled. Already delirious.

The crowd automatically ignored the coercion of the man in black behind them, and boiled again!

Everyone knew that Wang Ming had defeated Wen Lian in one fell swoop, and had severely injured her. Unexpectedly, his strength would increase greatly. Was it because he was possessed by a demon cultivator?

Look at his crazy appearance, if someone says that he is not possessed, no one will believe it.

Ming Qianling frowned slightly.

He also heard Taoist Qingmei slowly say: "Which peak did this disciple come from?"

As soon as the words were finished, a middle-aged man with a strong figure stepped forward and said loudly: "He is my man from Jianzhao Peak. This son has a pure heart. I am afraid that he has fallen into a trap because of this. Brother Sect Leader, take it lightly."

Taoist Qingmei stroked his beard, looked at Luo Chenghe beside him, and asked, "How are you doing?"

Luo Chenghe said to the muscular man with no expression on his face: "Junior Brother Liu, you and I both know what it is like for a demon cultivator to take over his body. The demon cultivator is still stored in his body, if his body is not destroyed, That demon cultivator will definitely still be alive, and he will harm more people, you should decide which is more important."

The peak master surnamed Liu only felt a chill in his heart, his face showed sadness, his lips moved, as if he wanted to say something, but he took a step back and didn't speak anymore.

It can be seen that there is no turning point in this matter.

With a wave of Luo Chenghe's hand, two disciples put Wang Ming in the center of the competition field. Taoist Qingmei took a step forward and stretched out his hand to make a tactic. Following his movements, sand and stones flew suddenly on the competition stage, and it seemed that there was a sound coming from the ground. With the roaring sound, Ming Qianling wondered what was going on, but saw a long pillar slowly rising up from the center of the competition field amidst the flying sand.

"It's the 'Devil Slaughter Pillar'..." said a disciple from the audience.

The pillar slowly revealed its true body: it was about the thickness of two people's arms, and all kinds of strange statues were carved on the pillar body, which looked like evil spirits being tortured on the eighteenth floor of hell.

Ming Qianling's memory came back: The so-called Slaughtering Demon Pillar, as the name suggests, is to tie Moxiu to it to slaughter in order to rectify his aura. Buried under the ground of Tianhemen, Tianhemen built a competition field in the open space above this pillar.

Seeing this thing being summoned out of the ground, Ming Qianling's eyelids twitched, feeling a bad premonition in her heart.

This thing broke through the ground, obviously something big is going to happen.

Two disciples tied the mad Wang Ming to a pillar, and set up a pile of firewood under his feet. Two men in black were holding torches, and the blue flames on top of the torches flickered dazzlingly.

They set firewood on fire.

This is not an ordinary flame, but an underground spiritual fire, which can burn all the filthy things in the world.

The flame seemed to have a spirituality, as soon as the tongue of flame licked to Wang Ming's toes, it shot up straight up, engulfing Wang Ming in the blink of an eye.

Wang Ming howled, and several female cultivators of Jianzhao Peak couldn't bear to look at it, and turned their heads to wipe away their tears. Even the former Peak Master Liu couldn't bear to see his apprentice suffer such torture, and Turning his head away, his fists were clenched tightly.

Standing on the stands, Ming Qianling couldn't believe what she saw with her eyes.

burn people alive...

This greatly challenged her three views, but she knew that there was nothing she could do to stop this situation...

Wang Ming roared mournfully, his face was so ferocious that he didn't look like a real person. After a while, he wailed loudly: "Master...save me...!"

That voice was like the roar of an evil spirit, which was unbearable to listen to.

Master Liu Feng shouted: "Senior Brother! My apprentice, he is still awake!"

However, Luo Cheng and his indifferent three words answered him: "Keep burning."

Just at this moment, a voice suddenly sounded in Ming Qianling's ear. "Head."

Ming Qianling turned her head and saw Luo Siyi walking out slowly.

He still had that calm, non-human appearance, but his eyes were terribly bright, staring straight at Luo Chenghe.

Seeing that it was his son, Luo Chenghe frowned slightly: "Si Yi, what are you doing here?"

Luo Siyi's face sank like water: "Master, the matter of the demon cultivator has not been investigated yet, why did he burn Wang Ming to death? If he is alive, there is still a possibility to pry a little news from the demon cultivator possessing him."

When Ming Qianling turned her head, she saw Luo Siyi's face was indifferent, and she couldn't see the expression clearly.

Luo Chenghe didn't speak, but Daoist Qingmei suddenly took a step forward, "hehe" laughed twice, and said: "Si Yi, you child is good at everything, but your personality is like your mother, always looking forward and backward, thinking about things If you think about it, boys should be brave and decisive."

Luo Siyi glanced at Taoist Qingmei, then at his father Luo Chenghe, smiled, said nothing, turned and left the competition field.

Taoist Qingmei looked at his leaving back and shook his head at Luo Chenghe: "Your son is really too gentle."

Luo Chenghe waved his hands, as if very irritable: "Don't mention him again."

Suspicion suddenly arose in Ming Qianling's heart.

She asked the system: "Who is this Daoist Qingmei?"

The system answered: "Taoist Qingmei is a powerful person in the Tianhemen. He can observe the sky and draw star maps. He is a big figure admired by everyone in the Tianhemen. He traveled hundreds of years ago. Now he heard that the demon cultivators invaded. Go back to Tianhemen to preside over the overall situation."

Ming Qianling did not speak.

Presiding over the overall situation?

Could it be that the Sky Crane Sect has no head?

Looking at Taoist Qingmei and Luo Chenghe, it really seems that Taoist Qingmei is the head of the order, and even brought the team he trained privately into Tianhemen...

Judging by the appearance of that group of men in black, they really don't look like good people.

Also, why did he choose himself to be this so-called "Magic Fairy Fairy"?

Thinking about it carefully, the title of Pomo Immortal Fairy or something is shameless. I didn't feel it just now, but now that I think about it, I can't bear it.

The moment I took over the Qing Shuangjian, I seemed to see something. At that moment, I felt touched and shed tears, but now, putting down the sword, Ming Qianling felt that the Lingtai was much clearer. Something is wrong.

The system said: "You are now the leader of the younger generation of Tianhemen, shouldn't you be happy?"

Nothing to be happy about, right?

Ming Qianling was never suitable to be a leader.

The system said again: "You are the leader of the younger generation now, wouldn't it be more exciting if you also fell into demon cultivation in the future?"

Ming Qianling: "..."

Ming Qianling didn't know what to say.

After thinking about it, she said, "You are really 699, I think you are very different from before?"

699 said: "If it is fake, it will be replaced."

Ming Qianling didn't answer the question, both of them pressed the matter, not mentioning it for the time being.

Seeing that Wang Ming on the competition stage had been burned beyond human form, and even his bones were deformed, turning into a pile of black charcoal, Ming Qianling didn't want to look any more, only to hear a disciple below exclaim: "What is that!"

Only then did Ming Qianling look over, and saw a thick black air rushing out of Wang Ming's charred body, they gathered into a ball, as if they were about to rush away.

It's a pity that there were so many people at the scene, the black energy couldn't escape, Luo Chenghe stretched out his hand and threw a magic weapon, the black energy was dispersed immediately, and disappeared without a trace.

Immediately there was a burst of cheers from the audience.

But Ming Qianling looked at the charred corpse on the competition stage, and she didn't feel any joy in her heart.

She thought this was just the end, but she didn't expect it to be just the beginning.

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half a month later.

At the foot of Tianhemen Mountain, two disciples guarding the mountain were chatting casually.

"Hey, do you think the magic cultivator will come to Donglu after all? People are panicking recently." A disciple stretched his waist and said lazily.

"Hush—" Another disciple hurriedly covered his mouth, "Magic cultivators are everywhere, please keep your voice down, so as not to provoke them."

The previous disciple sneered and said: "Look at you being so frightened, this is at the foot of Tianhemen Mountain, how can a demon cultivator dare to come up here..."

"Besides..." He rolled his eyes, seeming to be disdainful, "Didn't you see so many 'Slayer Demon Guards'? He's in high spirits, I want you to worry..."

Just as he was talking, the disciple beside him tightened his breath, his teeth chattered uncontrollably, and he stretched out his hand, "You...look!"

The disciple looked in the direction he knew, and saw a black and slim figure slowly appearing on the stone path leading to Tianhemen Mountain, which was wrapped in clouds and mist.

"Devil...devil..." The two hugged each other in fright, but saw the figure getting closer.

It was a familiar face.

"Senior Sister Du!" The two turned pale with shock.

The person who came was Du Xunning. She was wearing a black cloak, half of her face was wrapped under the hood, but she could be vaguely recognized as beautiful. She was a famous beauty in Tianhemen, and the two disciples recognized her when they saw her up.

Seeing those two disciples, I couldn't help but feel a little strange: "Zhang Yi, Wang Qi, aren't you from the inner sect? Why are you here?"

Zhang Yi and Wang Qi looked at each other and said, "Oh, Senior Sister Du, don't mention it..."

Du Xunning smiled, looked up again, and saw a black smoke slowly rising above the Sky Crane Gate, and asked curiously, "Why is there such a big black smoke, what is it doing?"

Zhang Yi said: "It's a long story, Senior Sister Du, you haven't returned to the sect for a long time. If you hear about the changes in these days, you will be shocked. That is... you are burning demons..."

Du Xunning's eyes widened when he heard the words, as if he didn't dare to believe it: "What did you say? What did you burn?"

Wang Qidao: "Half a month ago, a demon cultivator took away a disciple. The master and Taoist Qingmei ordered a thorough investigation of the martial law. Since then, it didn't take long to find disciples related to the demon cultivator. Every time they were found, they would be tied to the Burning on the demon-slaying pillar... Today it is said that it will be burned on the uncle's daughter... oh..."

If it was Yu Hongtao's daughter Yan Huiqiu, she would not be wronged, but...

Du Xunning took a deep breath, and then stepped on the steps leading to the Sky Crane Gate——

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