Every assassination of Xianjun fails [Transmigration Book]

Ning Duo turned his eyes to Zheng Yuan's restless corpse, lowered his eyebrows and asked, "Where is my master?"

Yu Wenli said indifferently: "He has been guarding Shang Yuan, helping him to do his best, and killing everyone in Xianzong. But I don't know how Ning Xiaoxian will deal with himself?"

Yuanqing Hang Xuxu leaned against Ning Duo, and smiled at Yu Wenli: "He is not the only one who helps Shang Yuan."

Yu Wenli's face remained unchanged, as if he couldn't hear him alluding to himself: "Yes, Tantai Minghao deserves death for helping the evildoers."

Ning Duo said lightly, "He's already dead."

As soon as these words came out, everyone around was shocked: "What?!"

Later, Tantai Minghao was no longer a human being, nor a ghost nor a ghost, which made people feel tired of seeing him. Many people hated him to the bone. Now when they suddenly heard the news of his death, everyone was both surprised and happy.

Yuan Qinghang was also a little surprised: "How did you die?"

Ning Duo said: "When I came here, I encountered him ambushing and attacking Ji Hufa, so I helped him. When he left, he should have been torn to pieces by Ji Hufa."

Yuan Qinghang's eyes lit up, and he looked at him in surprise: "You can help? Oh, Ning Xiaoxian is really brave and heroic, well done!"

He suddenly looked around suspiciously, and whispered, "Where's Uncle Ji? Why isn't he with you?"

Ning Duo hesitated for a moment, and couldn't bear to tell Ji Banxia's tragic situation, so he said softly: "He is killing his enemies, so he will come later."

Yuan Qinghang became happy, and whispered: "Maybe it's hidden somewhere nearby, and it will come out suddenly later, and give these monsters a big surprise."

The two of them hadn't seen each other for a few days, and they just wished they could have a few more whispers, forgetting that the surrounding area was still in turmoil.

Next to him, Yu Wenli was still struggling against Zheng Yuan's dead body. Seeing the two of them flirting with each other with cold eyes, he couldn't bear it anymore and said: "The enemy is in front of us, if you two have something to say, you might as well stay until midnight when there is no one around to whisper!"

Yuan Qinghang blushed, but with a cheeky smile, he said with a smile: "It's the middle of the night, and the time is just right. We are indeed whispering, but why does Mr. Yuwen listen to other people's walls?"

Yu Wenhan stood aside, feeling a little weird in his heart for some reason, but he couldn't tell what was wrong, and coughed: "It's better to lure the startled corpse over there, the secret of the Cangqiong faction should be theirs." Solve it yourself."

Yu Wenli lifted his spirits, and raised his sword, the demonic light on the tip of the sword suddenly brightened, pointing directly at the narrow path.

His sword is attached with the mother talisman of qi mechanism, and the chests of the corpses have been planted with the qi mechanism talisman in advance by the man in black from Baitongtang. When he moved, the chests of all the startled corpses shook violently, and they followed behind him involuntarily. The corner of the cemetery rushed.

While directing the group of startled corpses, Yu Wenli dripped sweat on his forehead, and shouted, "Which elder will restrain Zheng Yuan?"

Zheng Yuan's stunned corpse just suddenly went berserk, the qi machine talisman in his chest exploded, and he was no longer under Yu Wenli's control, and now he was on a rampage, killing wantonly in the crowd.

Ning Duo protected Yuan Qinghang by his side with one hand, and Ying Hui took over the battle from one hand with a flick of his sword.

His sword moves were continuous and imposing, but his power was extremely restrained, he was careful in every move, for fear of completely killing Zheng Yuan's corpse.

Zheng Yuan, the biggest corpse king, was restrained by him, and the rest were afraid of Yu Wenli, and finally the situation on the field turned.

Yuan Qinghang stuck behind Ning Duo, watching him fight with Zheng Yuan all the way, couldn't help but exult: "Little Qijun, you are so good now!"

Ning Duo's face was cold, but his eyes seemed to be sparkling because of this sentence. He said in a low voice, "I found the mental method left by your uncle in the secret realm of Xiaotiandi. It's called 'Moulding Gold Jue'."

Yuan Qinghang's eyes widened suddenly, and it was too late to distinguish the meaning. Seeing Zheng Yuan's epee attack, he hurriedly dodged, and struck out a talisman, blocking Zheng Yuan's face: "Broken gold is broken, If you are lucky, you can reshape the magic pill. Plastic gold..."

His eyes lit up, and he lowered his voice in surprise: "Is it Jindan that was reshaped?"

Zheng Yuan let out a roar, and swung the epee in his hand even more wildly. Ning Duo lightly swung his sword, and Yinghui sword was stained with his rusty epee. practiced it."

Yuan Qinghang was dodging carefully among the corpses, he was taken aback when he heard this, and his body stiffened suddenly: "You..."

Golden core broken?What exactly did Ning Duo experience in that lonely place with no one there?

Shocked and painful, he almost shed tears. Just as he was about to speak, a startled corpse next to him suddenly raised his arm, and his black nails viciously grabbed at his face.

Ning Duo's face was as cold as ice, and the Ying Hui sword suddenly emitted a golden light, piercing into Jing Shi's chest.

The flame of the Qi machine talisman flashed, and the startled corpse let out a scream, and retreated quickly, but because of this, it also escaped Yu Wenli's control.

In the dark night, the dark green pagoda trees are stacked one after another beside the hut, and gusts of wind are whimpering in my ears.

The huge group of corpses finally arrived outside the hut.

Yu Wenli pointed at the long sword and pierced the small door: "Come out!"

The small wooden house was already fragile, but when the sword stabbed, the wooden door burst open.

Yu Wenli was in high spirits, and with a wave of the sword in his hand, the evil air flowed, commanding the corpses, and surrounded the hut all around: "The grievances between right and wrong will be settled today. Sect Leader Shang and Ning Xianchang, hiding inside is not a solution."

Everyone in the Xianzong was forced to fight the Jingshi for half a night. Seeing Yuwenli leading the disaster to the east, they felt extremely happy. Many people secretly praised in their hearts: this junior of the Yuwen family really has a good plan!

Although at the beginning it seemed that he was leaning towards Shang Yuan, but in fact he had been making false claims and helping Xianzong secretly.Not only did they not have any real bad deeds, but they also helped each other many times.

Whether it was a secret attempt to rescue the captured junior hostages, or this stunning appearance, they all played a key role.

Especially tonight, if he hadn't cleverly turned the tide of the battle with the Qi Machine Talisman, I don't know how many people would have died here.

The crowd of corpses was clamoring and surging, suddenly, there was a loud noise in the hut, and a thick cloud of green air shot straight into the sky.

The walls and roof of the wooden house were shattered into powder, Shang Yuan's tall figure leaped into the sky, his robes fluttered, his voice was as bright as a bell, and he laughed wildly: "Ignorant child, dare to come and take the initiative to attack, are you in a hurry to give away the golden elixir?"

After some rest, his complexion was blood red, but it was not a normal rosy complexion, but it seemed to be agitated and manic. Only the dark pupils and blood red whites remained in his eyes.

Ning Duo suddenly raised his head and looked at Ning Cheng behind him.

Ning Cheng also saw him for the first time, his face was shocked, and he cried out in shock: "Duo'er?! Didn't I tell you to leave?...Why are you here!"

Ning Duo bowed silently, and said with difficulty: "Master, this disciple is worried about this place, so I have to come."

Ning Cheng stared at him blankly, not knowing what he was thinking, but the sword in his hand trembled violently.

Standing in front of him, Yu Wenli suddenly swung his sword, and the corpses all turned their heads towards Shang Yuan as if they had seen some kind of feast.

Although Shang Yuan's hostile aura was severe, the startled corpse couldn't make any mental judgment, screamed a few times, and rushed towards Shang Yuan, dragging the weapon he had used before.

Shang Yuan let out a long cry: "A group of dead things dare to come here!"

He jumped in the air, a pair of big blood-red palms were like heavy mountains pressing down on a startled corpse in front of him.

The Jingshi was already a very powerful Jindan master before he was alive, especially with his remnants of fighting instinct, and he went forward with a rusty sword in his hand, blocking Shang Yuan's fleshy palm.

Shang Yuan's face exploded with green anger, and the Nascent Soul phantom above his head suddenly appeared, and with a bang, he crushed the rusty sword forcefully!

With a howl of horror, the whole corpse was torn apart and fell to the ground.

The people around all retreated in unison, fearing that the poison of the old corpse would be infected, and they were even more terrified in their hearts.

Only at this time, can one realize that Shang Yuan's combat power is still beyond the reach of everyone!

Everyone struggled with the startled corpse for a long time, so they naturally knew how powerful it was. It was very difficult for the Jindan Great Perfection Realm to deal with a startled corpse, but Shang Yuan shot and killed one of them in one encounter!

Shang Yuan destroyed the startled corpses in one fell swoop, and his subordinates kept moving like ghosts, rushing left and right in the group of startled corpses. After a while, he had cut most of the high-level startled corpses under his palm.

He laughed wildly: "A mere dead person, even if the golden core is perfect in life, it is not enough to walk in my hand. Now that they are dead and gathered together, can they become a big deal?"

Yuan Qinghang pulled Ning Duo, carefully stood behind the group of startled corpses, stared closely, and suddenly said: "Very well, Shang Yuan's condition is not right."

Ning Duo gently held his hand: "What?"

"He has inhaled too much hallucinogenic poison." Yuan Qinghang whispered, "Look at his eyes, maybe he has double images and hallucinations."

With a thought in his heart, he turned around and waved to several young disciples.

Those people hurried over, Yuan Qinghang said in a low voice: "Put on the mask again, and watch my gestures later, you will run around beside Shang Yuan, pay attention, be light on your feet."

Those young disciples were all selected by him, they were very similar to Shang Lang, and they all nodded vigorously: "Okay!"

Immediately put on the mask, familiar with the door, no need to teach.

Ning Duo had never seen such a battle before, and when he saw so many identical Shang Lang, he was almost shocked on the spot: "What, what is this?"

Yuan Qinghang waved his hands and asked those disciples to disperse, and smiled awkwardly: "Haha. I'm sorry, let me take advantage of the identity of Mr. Shang. Although his grandfather doesn't like him, he can at least get close to Shang Yuan."

Shang Yuan was killing a group of corpses, as if entering a land of no one, suddenly, he heard a rush of panting behind him.

Obviously there are no living organs, but the breath is very real, as if a ghost is approaching from behind.

Shang Yuan turned his head suddenly, his eyes met the startled corpse behind him, he was suddenly taken aback, the bright red palm he raised seemed to be frozen.

There was still some rotten flesh hanging on the face of the startled corpse, and it could be vaguely seen that it had been flattened, and the epee in his hand had a familiar sharpness.

Shang Yuan's breathing suddenly became heavy, and there was a strange light in his blood-red eyes, which seemed to be disgusted and shocked, but also seemed to have a little bit of extremely rare fear.

It's just that the fear flashed past, and he hid it in his eyes. He suddenly sneered: "What kind of monsters and ghosts dare to come to the cemetery of the Cangqiong faction to act wild!"

Zheng Yuan's startled corpse did not move, a trace of blood, tears and rotting flesh suddenly flowed from a pair of empty eye sockets.

The person in front of him had a familiar aura, he was someone he respected during his lifetime, and it was also the source of his lingering resentment.

It suddenly raised the long sword in its hand, and slashed at Shang Yuan fiercely!

Shang Yuan's gaze sharpened, and he slashed his hands to meet it, intending to forcefully grab it, but at this moment, a figure suddenly flashed behind him.

Ning Cheng was as fast as lightning, rushed towards the corpse, exhausted all his strength, and dragged him away from Shang Yuan's palm.

"Senior Brother Zheng, it's Senior Brother Zheng!" He cried loudly, his voice trembling, as if he was extremely excited: "Master, this is the corpse of Senior Brother Zheng Yuan. Can't you recognize it?..."