When the villain picks up the script

However, as soon as Lin Qiuyi's words fell, Lin Qiusheng's eyes became even more terrifying.

He sneered and said, "Who are you sorry for? Lin Qiuyi, you know, what I hate the most is your hypocritical appearance full of justice. Whether it is your father or Yu'er, they are all thinking about you. They say that I don't care about you." It’s not as good as you, even these congregants regret not following you, so why pretend to let me be the leader of the sect, but now everything is meaningless, Lin Qiuyi, you can go down and accompany them!”

Lin Qiuyi's pupils shrank sharply, and he said angrily, "You killed them just because of this, Lin Qiusheng, I shouldn't have let you!"

Lin Qiusheng suddenly laughed wildly, his red hair was angry and his eyes were red, like a devil: "Okay, if this is the case, Lin Qiuyi, then you will die!"

After Lin Qiusheng finished speaking, the sky above the entire Tianjiao suddenly darkened, and then countless blood-red pillars shot out from all sides of the altar and injected into Lin Qiusheng's body. He was directly promoted to Heavenly Demon.

This turned out to be an evil formation artificially spawning a demon.

This abnormal change of color in the world caused all the martial arts practitioners to change color suddenly.

But Lin Qiuyi's mortal body was naturally no match for Lin Qiusheng at this time, but within a breath, he was caught in the hands of Lin Qiusheng with a ferocious expression, and he was about to be pinched by Lin Qiusheng's neck.

At this time, a person suddenly rushed over and slashed at Lin Qiusheng, who was Lin Bai who had been hiding by the side.

Lin Bai looked sad, he stared at Lin Qiusheng and yelled, "Father, stop!"

Lin Qiusheng squinted at Lin Bai for a while, then suddenly reached out and slapped Lin Bai with his palm, sending Lin Bai flying upside down.

Lin Qiuyi shouted in disbelief: "You are crazy, he is your son!"

Lin Qiusheng laughed suddenly: "He is not my son, Lin Qiuyi, since you like him so much, then I will send him to accompany you!"

No matter how surprised Lin Qiuyi and Lin Bai were by these words, Lin Qiusheng stretched out his hand to grab the two of them again. At the same time, in the vision created by the altar, the corpse that was originally lying on the altar got up crookedly and rushed towards them. The people below...

At the same time, Wen Qinglan, who finally remembered his role as a master, had just finished explaining the "Wanfang Demon Sacrifice Formation" to Xiao Jing.

Until Lin Bai was slapped and flew to Wen Qinglan's feet, the master and apprentice who regarded this place as a temporary teaching site finally remembered their business.

"Xiao Jing, remember what you just said for the teacher?" Wen Qinglan looked at Xiao Jing through the veil.

Now that she decided to let Xiao Jing do things by her side, Wen Qinglan became a little bit more concerned, and made up for the homework that was left behind at any time.

In his previous life, after Xiao Jing left Wuwei Dao Sect, although he had learned a lot, he had never had this kind of serious teacher teaching in the Eight Classics system.

Therefore, even though it was on the battlefield of chaos, when Wen Qinglan asked him to teach him, he listened carefully. Even when Wen Qinglan asked, he nodded like a respectful and serious student.

His humble and love-to-learn attitude made Wen Qinglan a little satisfied, so he said: "Even though the demons are terrifying, they are human sacrificed monsters after all. Naturally, they are incomparable with those real demons. Pursue their origin. Lin Qiusheng is still a mortal, but he can use the altar to seize the power of life, the more people die, the stronger his ability will be."

"Disciple understands." Xiao Jingting nodded, then jumped into the air.

At this moment, Lin Qiuyi had already been pinched half to death by Lin Qiusheng. Fortunately, Lin Qiusheng hated him so much that he didn't intend to kill him all at once, but wanted to play with him slowly, thus saving half his life.

Now that Lin Qiuyi saw Xiao Jing out of the corner of his eye, the desire to survive suddenly arose, and he desperately looked at Xiao Jing.

It's a pity that Xiao Jing didn't even look at Lin Qiuyi, and flew straight to the rear.

Lin Qiuyi's struggle was naturally seen by Lin Qiusheng, and of course Lin Qiusheng also saw Xiao Jing's actions, and couldn't help laughing: "Lin Qiuyi, do you think it's enough to invite a monk? Do you know what I am now, monk? The most feared demon in the sky, I'm afraid this kid would have been so frightened that he wanted to run away."

However, Lin Qiusheng's wild laughter was still on his face, and the next second, blood flowed from the corner of his lips, and he turned his head fiercely and coldly to stare back.

It turned out that Xiao Jing flew his sword to the rear, not to mention quenching the sky and burning all the corpses on the altar, and then he slashed at the altar with his sword.

The altar moved violently, blood was filling the air.

Lin Qiusheng, who was closely connected with the altar, was hit hard immediately.

He probably just changed from a martial arts master to a cultivator, and he couldn't change his mind for a while, and kept fighting according to the fighting style in the martial arts.

Unexpectedly, once the fighting skills become more subtle in cultivation, once a monster like him is injured, it will be vulnerable.

But it would be too late to think of this, Xiao Jing struck with his sword and then cut through several swords one after another, the altar was crumbling under the attack of his vast spiritual power.

Lin Qiusheng's eyes were scarlet, he danced wildly, and rushed towards Xiao Jing with extreme anger.

Lin Qiuyi was thrown aside by him, coughing in pain.

Naturally, Xiao Jing had expected it a long time ago, and he dodged Lin Qiusheng's attack with a slight flash. After all, the opponent had just turned into a monster, and the attack could only rely on instinct. It is the great power of the rebirth of the God Transformation Realm, who has experienced countless battles in his life, so he has no difficulty in dealing with Lin Qiusheng.

Just when Lin Qiusheng was gradually falling into defeat and was about to be beheaded by Xiao Jing, a small lady's fan suddenly flew from the oblique ground, with ferocious ghosts depicted on the fan.

The ghost-faced fan was extremely fast, and when it flew behind Xiao Jing, it turned into a terrifying giant mouth, ready to swallow Xiao Jing.

At this time, although Xiao Jing sensed the danger behind him, it was too late to turn around and meet the enemy.

The people in the martial arts below stared nervously at the mid-air battle, and Lin Qiuyi even shouted: "Sir, be careful!"

At this moment, a lonely and beautiful long sword, like ice and snow, came out across the sky, blocking the ghost face fan.

The person holding the sword turned out to be the sick and weak young man in the wheelchair.

This time he will never see that sickly and stunning look again, standing in mid-air with the sword in his hand, he looks like a god of the nine heavens, pouring out a cold, cruel and powerful aura, making it almost impossible for everyone to breathe.

Everyone could only forcefully raise their heads to look at Wen Qinglan in the sky, leaving only the horror and fear in their hearts. Under such a powerful and trembling aura, they even wished to fall to the ground and kowtow in worship.

After one sword split the ghost face fan, Wen Qinglan followed up with another sword, and a woman in a black robe was forced out by his sword energy.

The woman was in a panic under his sword and backed up again and again.

Wen Qinglan made another backhand sword, and directly pierced the woman's chest. Before the woman could even speak, she fell to the ground and died.

At the same time, Xiao Jing also beheaded Lin Qiusheng and landed beside Wen Qinglan, and said respectfully, "Master."

At this time, no one felt that there was something wrong with Xiao Jing's words of "Master". They could only think in cold sweat that such a powerful person was worthy of being Mr. Xiao's master.

However, Wen Qinglan didn't answer, but just looked at the body of the woman in black with cold eyes.

Sure enough, in the next second, the body of the black-robed woman turned into smoke and floated out slowly.

Looking at this familiar scene, Xiao Jing frowned and said, "Master, what's going on?"

Wen Qinglan still didn't answer, but looked around vigilantly.

Suddenly there was a strange chuckle, and in the next second a beautiful small seal suddenly appeared on the top of the two people's heads. After the seal fell, it instantly became larger, exuding an evil and dark atmosphere, like the pylorus of hell, trying to swallow the two of them, Xiao Jing changed color dramatically, He blasted the seal above his head hard.

Wen Qinglan raised his hand and held the sword to block Xiaoyin. With a little force, Xiaoyin was blown away by his tyrannical sword energy, but Wen Qinglan was also shocked back a few steps.

At the same time, another dark force struck, and Wen Qinglan turned to avoid it, but the bamboo hat covering his face was also knocked away.

And a woman in a white dress, full of pure and holy aura, walked slowly from the void with a smile on her face.

However, as soon as she saw Wen Qinglan's face, the smiling woman's expression changed drastically: "It's you?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone immediately looked at Wen Qinglan.

Even Xiao Jing looked at the woman, and then at the master. After all, in his memory, he did not remember that the master had anything to do with this woman. However, after two glances, Xiao Jing's expression also changed.

The woman's eyes were red, and she gritted her teeth and said: "70 years ago, you killed me all over the world, and today I want you to pay for it!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone's expressions immediately changed. If they were surprised and admired before, then they would be afraid and jealous now. After all, those who can destroy people at will are cruel and merciless.

It's just that I didn't expect that Master Xiao Jing, who was looked down upon by everyone, turned out to be such a terrifying person. How dare they treat each other as a pet in the backyard before? I don't know if they offended each other unintentionally. Otherwise, he would be exterminated, so where can he cry.

Thinking of this, everyone looked in the direction of Lin's family with sympathy. You must know that the person who offended Wen Qinglan the most before was that Mr. Lin Bai.

Lin Bai, who had finally recovered from his breath, turned pale when he woke up and heard such a conversation.

And Alu, who had been pushing Wen Qinglan, opened his mouth wide in surprise.

Wen Qinglan frowned slightly. Hearing such words, he felt the change of everyone's attitude. His expression remained unchanged, but he said indifferently: "Who are you?"

The holy woman in the white dress suddenly laughed crazily, and her expression made people look like she hated to the extreme: "You don't remember, Qinglan Shangxian, Qiankun Villa 70 years ago, that night, I The blood of your father, brother and relatives has stained the villa red, and the secret treasure of our school, the wishful pestle, is still stuck in your hair, and you say you don’t remember it, it’s ridiculous!"