evil creature

The weather seems to be getting colder recently. Immortal cultivators are not afraid if they have zhenqi body protection. It's just that Jun Molin is a mortal child. After sitting in the gazebo for a while, he couldn't bear the cold weather and put down his hands. Jun Molin got up and was about to go back to the house, but unexpectedly, when he turned around, he saw Linghai standing silently behind him.

"Big Brother" Jun Molin was taken aback for a moment, and then an elegant smile appeared on his face: "Why is Big Brother free to come to my place today?"

Linghai had a faint smile on his face: "I was busy running around before, and I haven't been able to have a good talk with you since you came back for a long time. I thought about coming to see you when I have time today." There are black and white chess pieces criss-crossing on the chessboard. Linghai smiled and said, "It's also thanks to you for being so leisurely. It's the other people in the village, but any time you have is used to improve your cultivation in a hurry."

Jun Molin smiled wryly: "I don't have spiritual roots and I don't have the aptitude to cultivate immortals, so I can only do this to pass the time when I have free time."

Linghai turned around to look at him, originally he had a friendly and gentle appearance, but Jun Molin suddenly felt uncomfortable, the sudden release of coercion, even if there was only one or two layers of temptation, Jun Molin, a mortal, could not bear it. He stopped, staggered two steps back with a pale face.

Linghai didn't seem to notice anything, and the coercion just now seemed to be just Jun Molin's illusion. He stepped forward by mistake, and Linghai supported him, with a concerned tone: "What's wrong? But the body hasn't recovered yet?"

Jun Molin smiled faintly, with some helplessness in his eyes: "Maybe."

Linghai said: "Since you are not feeling well, go back to the house and rest. After all, you have no cultivation base. It is not good to stay outside in such a cold day."

Jun Molin shook his head and smiled lightly: "I see."

Linghai explained a few more words to him, and after watching Jun Molin return to the room, he turned around and left, but when he stepped out of the Junya Pavilion, Linghai's psychology was still full of suspicion.

According to the temptation just now, I only released two layers of coercion, and Jun Molin couldn't stand it anymore. When he was holding him up, Linghai also deliberately passed Jun Molin's pulse, and the pulse was not at all chaotic. It's a lie, so Jun Molin really doesn't have the slightest cultivation level, but... when he thought about Lingxiayi's arm, Linghai became uncertain again. Just as he was so suspicious, a disciple ran up in front of him and shouted: "Linghai Brother, the elder told you to go to the main hall immediately."

"Understood." Concentrating his mind, Linghai didn't think too much, and just went directly to the Hall of All Souls with Yujian.

In the Wanling Hall, the three elders were all sitting here with dignified faces. As soon as Linghai stepped forward and clasped his fists, Lingwen suddenly said, "You take the children of the clan and your second and eighth uncles to evacuate from Wanling first." Zhuang bar"

Linghai was obviously taken aback: "Why?"

Lingzhong said: "The formation in the city has changed recently, I am afraid that it will not be peaceful. To prevent accidents, you and your two uncles and other clansmen will leave here first and hide them. After a while, if nothing happens , I will call you back."

Linghai immediately frowned: "But what happened?"

Lingwen sighed: "The six hundred soul lamps in the Yanshengtang were all extinguished this morning, and the Cangzhou branch...is gone..."

Soul lamps are owned by every family and sect of cultivating immortals. They are used to confirm the safety of clan members or disciples outside. This is what it means when the lamp goes out after death. Six hundred soul lamps, that... equals six Hundreds of people...

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Back in the house, Jun Molin watched Linghai's figure completely disappear outside the Junya Pavilion. After confirming that he had gone far away, he took the fox fur and put it on, and pushed open the door, but he didn't go out yet. Then the voice sounded: "Master, just now that Linghai released the pressure on you, you..."

"I'm fine, it's boring to be around in this room, why don't you go out for a walk" Said, Jun Molin opened the door and went out.

Behind the Hall of All Souls is the Ling Clan Ancestral Hall, inside which are portraits of the ancestors of the Ling Clan. The portraits are elegant and lifelike, as if the people in the paintings could come out at any time.

How many years the Ling clan has existed, Jun Molin can't remember. Just looking at the portraits of those ancestors, no less than a dozen, he knows that it must be a long history. No matter how high it was, it couldn't survive the thunderous calamity, and it couldn't transform into a feather and fly, but in the end it was shattered and annihilated.

So many immortal cultivators from the Ling clan failed at the last moment, I don't know... Will anyone succeed in ascending at the end?

Staring at those portraits, Jun Molin's footsteps finally stopped at the fourth-to-last position on the side.

Hanging there is a portrait of a young man, about twenty years old, with loose long hair like a waterfall. The figure standing in the sun half turned his eyes back. The phoenix eyes are slender, and the eyes The color is clear and clean, as if it is not stained with a little dust, and the white clothes and hair bands are light, and the whole person is ecstatic.

That is the last ancestor of the Ling clan, named Ling Ziqing. Jun Molin has heard about this ancestor since he was very young. He may be part of the Ling clan after so many years. biggest person.

Regarding this, Jun Molin just smiled slightly.

So what if the odds are high?Hasn't this person disappeared for hundreds of years?

Just sneered, there was a loud noise from above the ancestral hall, Jun Molin suddenly looked up and saw a member of the Ling clan whose head had been cut off and hung on the roof of the hole, with bloody broken neck, bleeding profusely, What was even more frightening was that this person was still twitching.

"Hand over Lingwu! This deity can save your life!"

Jun Molin only glanced at it, and at the same time, a man's thick but murderous voice sounded from outside the house.Jun Molin was shocked, and ran out of the ancestral hall with his legs, but just as he stepped out of the door, there was a bang, and the entire ancestral hall collapsed instantly.Jun Molin rolled over and hid, only to survive, but when Jun Molin suddenly turned his head to look, he saw that in the direction of the Hall of All Souls, everyone was already preparing for battle, and surrounded by a figure in a black cloak, However, Jun Molin's whole body was shocked, and his ferocious face instantly wanted to rush forward.

"Master!!!" At that moment, something transformed into a shape. The transparent shape looked like a huge wolf, and stopped him: "Master! That's cultivating demons! You can't go!"

"Get out of the way!" Jun Molin no longer cared about whether he could or not, staring at the figure covered in a black cloak with his red eyes, but recalling the life and death of his parents in his mind.

What was it like that night?

The figure who suddenly rushed into the house started to fight and kill the people in his village without saying a word, and he almost couldn't escape, what happened afterwards...?Later, it was the parents who sensed their danger and hurried over, the father was entangled with others, delaying time, and the mother took her to escape from the village at a very fast speed, but...the man chased after him before he could go far .The blood-covered father rushed forward again, blocking the opponent's attack. At the same time, he finally lost his breath. His claw pierced his chest, and he couldn't even utter a complete sentence.His mother only had time to hide him in the Sumeru Cauldron, but he was also entangled, and then... when Jun Molin crawled out of the Sumeru Cauldron by himself, where were the shadows of his parents around?

How did you find out that Mo Zu had entanglements with people from Ling's group?

When he was recuperating at Wuyunya, he heard the conversation between the owner and his wife, but he didn't expect that Wanlingzhuang, where he had just arrived, would be wiped out at Wuyunya. ... There are more elements of silencing, but what Jun Molin never expected was that this cultivator came directly to Wanlingzhuang today.

However, before Jun Molin could rush forward, Xiu Mo let out an angry roar, and his pressure spread everywhere, immediately shaking everyone present so that they were unable to move.

The three elders were suppressed and had no ability to fight back, their faces were ashen ashes, and they were unable to move.

Looking at it from a distance, Jun Molin felt that this magic cultivation method seemed to be several times more powerful.

"What is the number one cultivator of immortals, but it turned out to be nothing more than that. I thought it would be so powerful."

The three elders were limp on the ground, staring at him with red eyes, Ling Wen didn't know if it was because of the serious injury, his whole body was trembling: "You, who are you!"

"The devil cultivator..." The devil cultivator just snorted and walked over to Lingwen, grasping Lingwen's head with five fingers: "The late stage of foundation establishment? Although it's not very useful to me, but... it's not bad" said Then, he suddenly moved, and black light flashed all over his body. Lingwen followed that fierce scream, and he was forcefully sucked out all the energy in his body. He looked like a few corpses, and the demon cultivator stepped on it. Lingwen's last corpse also instantly turned into ashes.

The remaining two elders watched, their faces pale beyond recognition.

But the demon cultivator seemed very grateful: "This method is really effective. It's just a late stage of foundation establishment that instantly improved my cultivation by a lot..."

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