[Quick Transmigration] Textbook Edition Counterattack Manual

Everyone's face changed.

The Demon Flame Sect, the number one sect that unified the Demon Realm! ?

Didn't it mean that the Demon Realm has already been sealed?Why did people from the Demon Flame Sect suddenly appear in the realm of comprehension! ?

Overwhelming demon cultivators descended from the sky one after another, one by one turning a blind eye to the enchantment in Fushi Palace, Fusheng took a step forward, and appeared beside Huai'an in an instant.

Turning around from the corner of his eye, Ling Bo frowned slightly when he saw Fu Sheng's quiet and indifferent face.

The appearance of the demon cultivators caused a huge chaos. Before Huai'an had time to watch the show, he was held in Fusheng's arms. He was slightly taken aback, and then heard Fusheng's hoarse voice: " Don't be afraid."

"I protect you."

Huai'an pursed his lips, closed his eyes while drooping, and shrunk his shoulders, showing a cowardly look.

The appearance of the demon cultivators was very regular, and several demon cultivators with the same Nascent Soul cultivation level were floating in the air, looking down at the decent families on the ground, each with a malicious smile, the look in their eyes was like looking at a group of ants Like, teasing with jokes, as if they were like animals, there was no warmth in their eyes.

The Great Elder flew up and shouted: "Nie Qingcang! How dare you trespass into my Fushi Palace!"

The leader at the head is at least Nascent Soul Dzogchen, his eyebrows are flying, his temple hair is fluttering in the wind, like a spider with teeth and claws, and there is a faint sneer on the corner of his lips.

"Tsk, Fu Yan, how can you not die if you are old?"

The Great Elder used to be called Fuyan, and he was more than 1000 years old.

Compared with Nie Qingcang's over 800 years old, Fu Yan can indeed be called immortal.

The great elder was so angry that his chest heaved up and down. He took out his sword, looked down at the disciples on the ground and on the field, and frowned slightly.

"Fusheng! Why don't you come up and help us defend against the enemy together!?"

Fu Yan can be sure that there is an inner ghost in their Fushi Palace, but he doesn't know who the inner ghost is, but this does not prevent him from wanting to repel people and seal the Demon Flame Gate back to the Demon Realm.

However, to his surprise, Fu Sheng stood motionless in the middle of the field, hugging Huai An, lowering his head, making it hard for people to see the expression on his face.

His fingertips tightly held Huai'an's brain, feeling slightly uncomfortable in his heart.

Floating Life is struggling.

With his eyes closed, he hardly dared to look at the disciples on the ground who were alive one second, and were already dead the next.

He is the head of the sect, he should protect the disciples, maintain peace in the cultivation world, and repel the demon sect.

But Fusheng's rationality frantically urged him to do it, but his body stood honestly and motionless.

He did not want.

If he leaves, who will protect the boy?

People have the seven emotions and six desires, three souls and seven souls, but teenagers don't.

Huaian was born without a soul, which meant that if he died, he was really dead.

As long as he thinks of the scene of Huai'an's death, Fu Sheng's heart will ache involuntarily, the pain is far more severe than the backlash from the previous kung fu, and he can hardly suppress the devilish energy in his heart.

Fu Sheng who had not moved for a long time made the Elder's expression slightly ugly. Seeing this, many Yuan Ying Xianjun couldn't help but lower their heads to look at Fu Sheng, but they didn't want to see the boy in his arms, and their expressions were slightly strange.

But now is not the time to gossip at all, Immortal Jingli yelled at Fusheng: "Immortal Fusheng! You are the master of the Fushi Palace, and the lives of thousands of disciples in the entire Fushi Palace are not as good as the youth in your arms." Is your life important!?"

"You can protect him, why don't you protect the disciples of the Floating World Palace together!?"

Hearing this, many monks nodded in agreement: "That's right! Immortal Lord Fusheng, it would be better if you let your disciple go and tell him to find a safe place to stay."

"That's right, no matter how much the direct disciple protects him, sooner or later he will be alone. You can't always spoil him like this."

"That's right, come and defend the enemy with me."

"Immortal Fusheng, or do you really fall in love with your direct disciple as rumored, and abandon the entire Fushi Palace for him!?" Immortal Jingli asked aggressively.

Her clear voice almost enveloped the entire Floating World Palace and reached everyone's ears, causing an uproar in an instant!

The disciples' faces were pale, and they looked at Immortal Lord Fusheng pleadingly.

Just when farce broke out before the war among the decent, the lord of the Demon Sect, Nie Qingcang, let out a long laugh, and said with a sneer, "What are you in a hurry for? Haven’t you already said it? Since it’s such a prosperous age, no matter what, my Demon Flame Sect should have a place, right?”

Fu Sheng opened his eyes and looked up at the monk who spoke.

"A place?"

Nie Qingcang raised his eyebrows with great interest: "That's right, a seat."

The Great Elder snorted, "It's just wishful thinking! I, Ukishi Palace, absolutely do not welcome demon cultivators like you!"

"It's really a joke! What's wrong with my Demon Cultivator? Could it be that you Fushi Palace look down on our Demon Flame Sect!?" While speaking, Nie Qingcang's face turned ruthless.

The hearts of the many monks trembled. Looking at the bloody sky around Nie Qingcang, they unconsciously drew their weapons.

She lowered her head and glanced at Fu Sheng, clenched her fists tightly, the resentment in her heart subconsciously erupted again, even her voice was a little sharp——

Immortal Jingli said: "Look down, so what?"

Nie Qingcang immediately snorted coldly: "A mere slut who has been infested by demons, does he have the nerve to pretend to be innocent?"

When everyone heard the words, there was a loud noise, and then they looked at Jingli Xianjun with vigilance.

Jingli Xianjun's face froze, and he almost couldn't hold back the expression on his face.

However, soon, the other party's next sentence wiped out the hope in her heart for floating life in an instant.

Nie Qingcang looked at Immortal Fusheng, and said: "Fusheng, right? You are the master of this Fushi Palace? Why don't you come to my magic gate? I see that you have been enchanted for half a month, why are you still pretending to be here?" What kind of decent school?"

"Oh, by the way, I heard that you like your direct disciple? The one in your arms? Why don't you bring me to the Demon Sect together, and let the deity personally marry you, how about being a partner?"

As soon as the words fell, Ling Bo's face was overjoyed - although she didn't know why the plan had changed, but Nie Qingcang's words showed that their most beloved male god had long been possessed!This also means that Immortal Fusheng's statement will fall to the bottom, and there will be no chance to turn around!

She is naturally happy with things that are good for her.

But emotions come and go quickly, Ling Bo soon noticed the icy coldness emanating from the young man, and his face froze slightly.

Just as the crowd was clamoring and discussing, and Immortal Fusheng was furious, the young man raised his head, chuckled, and said to Nie Qingcang, "Are you the head of the Demon Flame Sect?"

Nie Qingcang said meaningfully: "The old man is naturally, after all... this deity is not like you, a famous family who is upright and falsifying."

Huai'an's eyes were burning: "Then, I still have to call you Grandpa."