Dressed as an apprentice of Our Lady of the Sick

Therefore, Murong Qing was not murdered by Zhou Qian because of the so-called half-demonic blood.

It's Zhou Qian, a bastard who killed people to cover up the truth!

There was a sudden chill around him, Nan Heng turned his head and saw Xiao Tingxun's cold face, fearing that he would be impulsive, he reached out and held his hand.

Xiao Tingxun turned his head and glanced at him, his lips moved slightly.

"Master, what?"

The surroundings already remembered the whispers of the immortal cultivators whispering to each other, but Nan Heng didn't hear clearly, so he leaned over and asked.

But Xiao Tingxun didn't say anything, just shook his head.

--Ding!

The familiar system tone sounded again.

[Congratulations to the host for completing the hidden main task: The truth about the broken spirit guard stone.Cool point value plus 1000, current cool point value: 8000.The current plot completion rate: 90%, please continue to maintain the host, this system is waiting for you at the end not far away! 】

This time, it's rare that Nan Heng didn't find this broken system annoying anymore, but...

"So fast?" He frowned. By then, he had defeated Zhou Gan, and the completion of the plot had reached 100%. Would he be sent back?

[The host is not willing to come here? ] System 88 sensed his emotions.

"No, I'm just..." It's just that I can't bear to be alone.

But before he finished speaking, someone in the crowd suddenly spat at Zhou Qian severely.

"Hey! Let me tell you why you were in such a hurry to exterminate the demons and monsters at that time! It turned out that you did something evil, and you were in a hurry to kill people and destroy the evidence!"

"That's right!" Someone from the Hengyang faction immediately stood up and echoed, "What kind of pavilion is set up! Even monks and commoners with half demon blood and half demon blood are not spared, it is simply insane!"

"You...!" Pan Fengchang pointed at Zhou Gan with his stubby fingers, and was so angry that he almost lost his breath, "Zhou Gan, burning the soul is a forbidden technique of my soul sacrifice sect! How did you learn it?! This forbidden technique , it has long been banned in my faction, what you do is simply, simply..."

"Hehe," Zhou Gan sneered, "What is it? You Soul Sacrifice Sect created this kind of forbidden technique, isn't it for people to use? Anyone can use it, so what if I use it for a while!"

"You are openly making an enemy of the entire world of cultivating immortals!" Pan Fengchang angrily reprimanded.

Beside him, Zhou Tian, ​​who was wearing a golden grimace mask, sneered and said, "You idiots are really big-faced. Just now, you took a mouthful of a great fairy, but my father's order was followed. Why, you turned your face in a blink of an eye? !"

"Isn't it because Zhou Gan is insidious and cunning, and I will be fooled later!" Qian Yun shouted, "You father and son are so shameless! You have done so many evil things, and you will be arrested soon. I can still look at us in the past. For the sake of being friends rather than enemies, I leave you a whole corpse!"

"Oh, I'm so scared." Zhou Tian said in a frivolous tone, "But I remember, when you said that to Immortal Yuqing before?"

"It seems that you old thieves don't have any skills. I'm tired of hearing these threats over and over again!"

"Tian'er, what are you talking about with these walls that can collapse at the first blow of the wind?" Zhou Gan shouted, "Come and help me open the magic circle!"

"Yes, father!" Zhou Tian replied.

He walked to Zhou Qian's side, and Zhou Chong lined up on the left and the right.

The three of them stood in the center of Aoshan Mengyun Terrace, where the Lingshou Stone was placed before.

Zhou Qian suddenly wiped his left hand away from the blade of the scimitar, and in an instant, blood appeared.

"careful!"

Xiao Tingxun let out an exclamation, although everyone didn't know what happened, they all quickly dodged and retreated after hearing the words.

At the same time, Zhou Gan murmured, and as he opened his eyes sassyly, a row of souls controlled by him stood behind him.

Nan Heng's expression suddenly darkened.

These souls, except for Leng Yueru, are all the elders of Guchen Pavilion's past generations, there are five in total, and the old man at the end of the line is the first head of Guchen Pavilion, Fan Luo, whom they have seen before.

"you……!"

Pan Fengchang's small eyes were wide open, and he stared at those behind Zhou Qian in disbelief, with empty eyes, leaving only the white of the eyes, which was simply unacceptable.

"Zhou Gan! Are you still human?! They are all your masters and ancestors! You use forbidden techniques to control their souls and use them for your own use. Aren't you afraid of thunder?!"

"Master Pan, I don't need you to worry about that." Zhou Gan waved the scimitar in his hand and said with a smile, "If God wants to hack me, he must have the ability to do it!"

"In my opinion, it's better for you to worry about your own situation now!"

As the scimitar swung out, the seven controlled souls behind him rushed towards the monks.

Except for Leng Yueru, these souls are all the elders of the previous generations of Guchen Pavilion, naturally all of them are skilled, and Fan Luo is even more fierce, forcing everyone to retreat a hundred steps before stopping.

Xiao Tingxun has opened the barrier to block between the monks and the many disciples and killers of Guchen Pavilion and Chuzong Pavilion headed by Zhou Gan.

The people led by Zhou Qian came fiercely, and Fan Luo slashed out fiercely one by one, and these elders of the immortal sect who were usually pampered and pampered suddenly panicked.

"Hey! Immortal Yuqing, what should I do! You... You must hold on to this enchantment!" Qian Yun was the first to speak.

Then many people joined in:

"Elder Lao Yuqing is really here this time! It was our fault that we wrongly blamed the demons and spoke rudely to you and your little apprentice!"

At the end, I did not forget to add a sentence: "Your lord has a lot, so please don't argue with us! Now that the situation is critical, we all rely on you!"

Nan Heng swept across the faces of these people one by one, flattering, flattering, laughing, flattering faces, really ugly.

"Heh." He sneered, stretched out his hand and pressed the Frost Day that Xiao Tingxun was playing on his lips. As soon as the tune stopped, the barrier would automatically break.

Fan Luo's soul came over with red eyes, and these people were so frightened that they held up their swords to resist.

He still didn't forget to scold Nan Heng angrily: "What are you doing, you devil! You want to kill us!"

"You guys are really shameless!" Nan Heng said coldly, "It was you who just scolded my master for colluding with me, the devil. Now that Zhou Qian's viciousness is revealed, you just push him out to block the knife?"

"That's the enchantment he created voluntarily!" In Xinghua Ridge, a delicate female cultivator replied, "Why are you blaming us?"

"But anyone who still knows what conscience is will not stand still..."

Nan Heng snapped back, but was interrupted by Xiao Tingxun: "Now is not the time to quarrel, the most important thing is to deal with Zhou Gan."

"Okay, then I'll help these white-eyed wolves." Nan Heng rolled his eyes at these skinless and shameless elders of the immortal sect, and then turned to Xiao Tingxun, regaining his gentle look, "Master, be careful."

If it wasn't for his master's face, he would have thought of killing these people and that bastard Zhou Gan.

At this moment, Zhou Qian was already in front of him, and said sneeringly: "Nan Heng, look at these people, so what if you know the truth? Selfishness and ungratefulness are not as good as you, a demon."

"It's better, you and I join hands to restore the spirit guard stone, clean up the world of cultivating immortals, and restore the relationship between the world of cultivating immortals and the demons, how about?"

Nan Heng stretched out his hand to summon Jiao Zang, and smiled evilly, "No, the Great Immortal has a good plan! How to join forces? I offer my heart, and use the power of the Demon Lord to help you reach the top of the world, and then you will be under the nine springs." Watching you live happily in the human world?"

"The demons have an immortal body. Even if you lose your heart, you can come back to life again when you return to Heilin Mountain. What are you afraid of?" Zhou Gan smiled sullenly, "At that time, I will make you a general or something like that. , isn't it happy?"

Jiaozang unsheathed suddenly, a cold light flashed on the edge of the sword, and it approached Zhou Gan's neck.

Nan Heng moved forward holding the sword, and the tip of the sword touched Zhou Gan's throat: "Then there's no need. After all, I'm not like you, and I'm not interested in things like power and status."

"It's over," he narrowed his black eyes, and said with a chuckle, "Great Immortal, it's better to leave."

However, Zhou Gan smiled awkwardly: "Nan Heng, you are too happy too early, aren't you?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a heart-piercing wail suddenly sounded from behind him.

Nan Heng turned around in horror, only to see that Zhou Chong and Zhou Tian had activated the guardian magic circle at some point, and the magic circle centered on the two of them was emitting a dazzling white light.

From the white light, countless slender white silk threads with condensed spiritual power stretched out, binding the monks present, making them unable to move while struggling.

And Zhou Chong and Zhou Gan are continuously drawing spiritual power from these immortal cultivators through these white silks.

Their methods are tyrannical, until the last bit of spiritual power in a person is squeezed out before they are willing to let it go. Many monks with low cultivation bases burst their spiritual cores and vomited blood to death.

Xiao Tingxun's expression darkened suddenly, and Zhou Qian laughed loudly and said, "Immortal Yuqing, how is it? Don't I have the source of spiritual power to repair the Lingshou Stone? Do you think I am very smart?"

"Handling tricks." Xiao Tingxun's voice was cold, and Ranchen shone coldly.

At this time, some unfettered elders of various immortal sects finally stopped playing lip service, and swung their swords to chop these white entangled silk threads.

Ji Chen held a long whip in his hand and fought side by side with these people, but he soon discovered that no matter how hard they tried, the silk threads were sticky and could not be chopped off.

"This... how could it be like this?!" Qian Yun was astonished, and swiped his sword more vigorously, but the silk thread remained motionless.

"Cut continuously? How could it not stop!" Pan Fengchang also yelled.

"Stop it all, it's useless." Xiao Tingxun said suddenly.

"What do you mean?!" Shen Lanluo, the lord of Xinghua Ridge, screamed, "Immortal Yuqing, my disciple's life is at stake, how can I refuse to save him?!"

Xiao Tingxun was about to speak, when Ji Chen beside him said: "Miss Ridge Lord, are you deaf? Didn't Immortal Yuqing say that it's useless, it's not that you are not allowed to save people. And..."

Before he finished speaking, the expressions of the people present all changed.

Because there was a monk who was crazily chopping white silk with a sword, and was being climbed up by those wildly growing silk threads like water plants, and then tightly entangled.

While the few people were in a daze, countless white silks hit the sky and covered the sky.

Xiao Tingxun said sharply, "Everyone back off!"