Long Aotian's apprentice always pretends to be weak

It was similar to Chu Huan's expectation, even faster, but the seal in Shannouchi was broken by the strong ghost energy one day later.

When it broke open, endless ghost energy gushed out from the sky and the earth, and the entire Tianyan Sect was filled with the hideous laughter of the ghost clan.

Weird and cold.

Withered vines with distorted shapes gradually covered the ground, completely destroying the ground in a few breaths, and there were deeply intertwined outlines and thick roots everywhere.

The walking corpse-like ghost clan was born together with the ghost clan master, especially in the few peaks near the back mountain, there were so many ghost clan ordinary disciples couldn't stand it, and the ghost aura spread for a while, hurting many disciples.

However, this situation did not last long, and soon the head and others rushed over, repelling a group of ghosts who rushed up, and the ghosts with only stumps fell to the ground and then turned into a wisp of black air Melted into the vertical and horizontal withered vines, disappeared without a trace.

"Chang Le, you and Chang Ling protect these disciples to evacuate." A ray of spiritual power was separated from the trick in the master's hand and turned into an enchantment to envelop the group of people. "Changning, Changhao, you guys follow me to the back mountain."

The calm voice calmed down the panic of the disciples in the sect.

"Yes." Chang Le glanced worriedly at the head of the sect before turning and leaving.

After seeing everyone evacuate, the head sect turned around with the rest of the powerful people and rushed towards the place where the spiritual power surged violently.

As the number one sect in the cultivation world, Tianyanzong has many disciples, not everyone can protect themselves. According to the current situation, if Elder Xuanhong and others fail to suppress the master of the ghost clan, Tianyanzong will inevitably suffer heavy losses.

It is difficult for the ghost clan to deal with it this time. These low-cultivation disciples will only die in vain here.

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Meanwhile, within Hokuriku.

The moment he realized that the ghost clan had broken the seal, Chu Huan knew that Wan Wei would be ready, and then he and Xiao Zhuo set off for the Southern Continent.

Because it was expected, this time Chu Huan was not as chaotic as in his previous life.

He is well aware of the current situation, and the senior brother who escaped from the ghost clan will definitely weaken the sect formation for the sake of the sect's disciples. At that time, even if he leads the magic cultivator into the sect, there is no need to complain to those who reside in the Tianyan sect because of suspicion. What the powers of the world explain.

After all, after experiencing the previous incidents, most people who wanted to know his identity had already guessed.

The ghost clan is powerful and insidious, and it is extremely troublesome to deal with it. If you have to worry about those things at this juncture, it will only make the situation more difficult to deal with.

Along the way, Chu Huan and the others did not delay, and soon arrived outside the Tianyan Sect.

Xiao Zhuo was always half a step behind Chu Huan, and did not raise his head to glance at the familiar patterns of the formation in front of him until he reached the entrance to the sect formation, and then turned his gaze to the person in front of him again, without any nostalgia in his heart .

Although he is a disciple of Tianyan Sect, he doesn't have much sense of belonging to the sect. What he thinks most now is that his master status is almost exposed, and whether he will be tricked by those former fellow sects when he returns to Tianyan Sect.

Just thinking like this before approaching, the void suddenly distorted for a moment, then a man in black appeared and stopped in front of the two of them, Xiao Zhuo subconsciously took a step to block in front of Chu Huan.

Immediately afterwards, a man half-kneeled in front of the two of them and lowered his eyes, saying: "Master, the Tianyan Sect has just evacuated the ordinary disciples."

Hearing the man's words, Xiao Zhuo was stunned for a moment, then quietly pushed back the sword that was about to come out of his body.

Standing behind Xiao Zhuo, Chu Huan naturally saw the small movements of the person in front of him that he thought was concealed, and his cold eyes softened a lot.

Just in case, he had placed people on standby near Tianyanzong before. These people's cultivation bases can be regarded as strong ones. Although they have different personalities, they follow him sincerely and have no second intentions. Yanzong is the most suitable.

"Send someone to follow up and protect them when necessary." He took Xiao Zhuo and walked past the half-kneeling humanity.

The demon cultivator behind him didn't say much when he saw this, and disappeared after taking the order.

After Chu Huan opened the Zongzong formation, the faint light scattered in the lines of the formation immediately dissipated. As expected, the spiritual power was much weaker than before.

The sect is not as peaceful as it used to be, vines can be seen everywhere, ghosts are everywhere, and the roars are so loud that people's ears hurt.

In the distance, a large amount of spiritual power can be faintly leaked, and the direction is the back mountain.

Chu Huan raised his hand, and Fen Yuan, with a strong demonic energy, immediately flew into his hand. The strange lines on the black sword were as hideous as if filled with blood, indicating that the master's heart was not at peace.

"Self-protection comes first." Chu Huan rarely turned around and ordered, seeing the young man nodding, he raised his hand to reinforce the runes on the young man's body by several layers before giving up.

He knew that Xiao Zhuo's strength was a little stronger than what he showed, but this did not prevent him from thinking that the boy needed his protection.

There was chaos in the back mountain, and the layers of green shades of spiritual plants were entangled by the thick roots spreading from the Lord of the Ghost Race.

The number of ghosts here is the least, and it is even difficult to see one. The moment the ghosts with low cultivation level are born, they are harvested as nutrients by the dead branches climbing around, and supplied to their masters, causing the ghosts to grow. The Lord's strength is greatly increased and it is extremely difficult to deal with.

The monks of several sects joined forces to barely stop the master of the ghost clan with strong spiritual power, and stopped him at the back mountain pass.

Layer upon layer of formations on the ground gathered spiritual power in one place, and all the disciples stood on one side, with seals in their hands, maintaining the formation.

Everyone knew in their hearts that although the seal was invalid, as long as the remaining incomplete formation was still there, it could faintly suppress the movements of the ghost master. If it was released without the suppression of the formation, the consequences would be disastrous.

But this situation cannot last long.

"The aura of these monsters is so weird and difficult to find, I can't hold on any longer..." All the disciples who were struggling to maintain the formation all had blue veins on their foreheads and pale faces.

"Hold on for a while, all the elders are here, I guess he won't be rampant for long!"

The spiritual energy required by the magic circle is getting bigger and bigger, far beyond the initial stage. Most of the disciples who maintain the magic circle in place are already exhausted, and the hands that formed the seal are trembling slightly.

The system's line of sight fell on the undulating sealing formation. Where no one noticed, the space gradually distorted in the darkness, and strands of cracks slowly crawled out from behind the ghost lord, and the dark red flowed in the cracked space. In the gap, bees entangled with dead branches crowded the crack.

It actually wanted to tear apart the space and escape!

After noticing the movement of the ghost clan master, the nearest Elder Xuanhong didn't care about anything else, he stepped back half a step and chanted a mantra, and then the spirit sword behind him stabbed straight at the ghost clan's back, forcibly stopping the space Propagation of cracks.

Perhaps it was because most of the power was used to tear apart the cracks in the space, so the system's movements were much slower than before. It was not until he realized that there was no way out, that the back steps stopped, and his expression could not be seen clearly under the cover of black air.

"Damn monk!" A mechanical voice sounded without ups and downs.

When the words fell, Elder Xuanhong had not retracted his sword, but he was hit hard, and a mouthful of scarlet blood spewed out of his throat at the same time as he was blown away.

"Senior brother!" The sect leader quickly walked behind Xuan Hong to support him, "How is it?"

Xuan Hong raised his hand and sealed several acupuncture points to stop the bleeding: "...nothing happened."

The blow just now affected a wide range, and several of the disciples who were barely supporting were almost seriously injured. After the spiritual power transmission was cut off, the formation was already unstable.

The sky and the earth were dark, and the face of the system standing on the dead branch gradually froze and flashed a string of bright blue data, and then the ground cracked, and the dead branches wrapped around him twisted while the rumbling sound made his ears hurt. Scattered away, as if born with spiritual wisdom, before everyone could react, they rolled up several disciples on the ground.

"!"

The screams were heard all of a sudden, and the few people who were rolled up were already at the end of their strength. Now they were tightly entangled by the withered vines and lost their spiritual power before struggling.

It's just that as the dust fell, these withered vines were also shattered to the ground by the sword energy.

Standing in the air, the system looked at the angry eyes of the people below, and instead of being angry, it took a few steps forward with a satisfied face.

The spiritual energy of these disciples and the little luck in them are great supplements to him. Although the amount is very small, it also fills up the strength he just spent, so he generously ignores these.

However, this expression didn't last long. The next second, he suddenly put away his expression and turned his head straight to look into the distance. The withered vines then attacked there, stirring up a cloud of dust.

It is the breath of heavenly luck.

"I found it myself..." the system paused, looked down at the ground and said to the two people who had already arrived.

It was his negligence that he didn't notice Chu Huan's approach earlier.However, now he is at the peak of his ability, and he does not believe that anyone else is qualified to stop him, including the Son of Heaven, and Chu Huan, who is always doing bad things to him, but Houshan is not good for him, and now When Chu Huan came, he could only make a quick decision.

Chu Huan ignored the system standing on the dry vine talking to himself, and walked quickly to Xuan Hong's side to support him.

"How is Master's injury?"

"It's not heavy, it's just that I was accidentally hit." Elder Xuanhong coughed lowly. He was not surprised by Chu Huan's arrival, but when he looked at him, there was a little disapproval in his eyes, "You shouldn't have come this time. .”

The entire comprehension world disturbed by the ghost clan incident is not at peace, and now several people from the sect have gathered in the Tianyan Sect. Chu Huan, a demon cultivator, appears here, which is almost like throwing himself into a trap.

Seeing that Chu Huan was silent for a moment, Elder Xuan Hong sighed, and turned to look at Xiao Zhuo who was following Chu Huan. When he saw Xiao Zhuo's cultivation, he patted the boy's shoulder appreciatively and praised him. After a few words, Chu Huan was not asked again.

As a master, he couldn't be more clear about the nature of his apprentice, so it's useless to talk about it now.

The head at the side subconsciously wanted to say something, opened his mouth, and when he saw Fen Yuan, who was rolling with devilish energy in Chu Huan's hands, he immediately stopped his habitual concern.

Chu Huan didn't intend to hide this time when he entered the sect. Now that the head of the sect has noticed the matter, the monks of the other sects have also noticed it.

Gradually, whispers of conversation appeared, and because of this sudden change, everyone even temporarily forgot the horror of the ghost master just now.

"So it's not a rumor that the elders of the Tianyan Sect became demons."

"This is Elder Xiu Chen."

"Became a demon... then he is the Demon Lord of Chenmen!"

"I'm afraid I didn't come here to add insult to injury this time."

"..."

Not far away, the man wearing the Taoist uniform of the Qingxuan sect looked at Chu Huan's familiar face, and suddenly remembered the old hatred in his heart, and couldn't help mocking: "Master Xiushan, I don't know you How will the sect party deal with this enchanted person?"

Knowing that the person in front of him was the one that Junior Sister Qingli had been thinking about, he was filled with resentment. What should a person who is willing to fall into the devil's way have to worry about.

"Your Excellency, it is better not to participate in the matters under the Tianyan Sect." The head of the sect turned cold when he heard this sentence, and glanced at the man in the distance.

"you......!"

"It's really fun to chat." A mechanical voice suddenly interrupted him.

As the voice fell, countless gaps were broken in the ground, and the withered vine driven by the ghost clan master crawled out of it.

No, this is no longer a withered vine, it is covered with sticky blood-colored bulges, each bulge is alive and flowing, surging on the withered vine like a heart, making strange noises.

"This, what is this..." The disciple of Qingxuanzong who was still mocking just now was full of horror, and subconsciously took two steps back when he saw the withered vine rushing towards his eyes.

"Boom—boom—"

No one answered him, except for the sound of the wind, he could only hear the beating sound inside the blood-colored bulge, knocking on his ears one after another, which was particularly penetrating.

A muffled singing sound came from nowhere in the air.

Amidst the chanting, people unconsciously relaxed their vigilance.

In the next second, these withered vines gathered into a group, and then dispersed with a bloody glow.

"Don't listen!" A loud shout interrupted the unknown chant, and everyone came back to their senses.

Chu Huan closed his sense of hearing, made seals in his hands, and Fen Yuan pulled out his sheath and cut off the attacking withered vines. When the bulge burst, it looked like it was leaking air, and the surrounding area was splashed with blood.

Seeing the blood splashed on the blade, Chu Huan's eyes froze suddenly.

Except for this time in front of him, he has only seen the exact same bloody bulge twice in the two lifetimes. One was when he came to Tianyanzong in his previous life, and the other was on the monster he killed in Wuchen Mountain.

There was a trace of pity on the monster.

In her previous life, "Chu Lian" led all the causes of the incident to Xiao Zhuo. She knew that Xiao Zhuo was the son of heaven, and she was greedy for that luck.

This is especially true for the master of the ghost clan. Every time the two of them enter the back mountain, the master of the ghost clan will always appear.

There are too many coincidences between the person who seized the house and the master of the ghost clan. Before that, he wondered why the master of the ghost clan was so eager this time, but now he thinks it must have something to do with it.

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