After the battle to damage the Immortal Venerable to prove the ruthless way

Now that the sneaky resurrection plan has been seen through.

The ghost king could only get up in a whizzing way, turning his stumped limbs and arms into a pool of water, slowly flowing down from the battle flag, and then splicing the left piece and the right piece on his body.

In less than a quarter of an hour, he became a complete ghost king again.

The complete ghost king this time is obviously very sensible, obediently hanging his hands in front of his body.

Shrugging his head, like a puppy being trained.

"What's the matter with you?"

Even used a title.

Facing this man in black robe, Guigui felt an indescribable sense of fear for no reason.

The coercion emanating from the person in front of him is creepy.

This is the devil.

"Who ordered you?"

Lin Yuan stood with his hands behind his back, standing motionless in the same place, his gaze still not moving away from the statue.

This statue looks like a person between its eyebrows and eyes.

It was Yan Zizhi again.

What is Yan Zizhi's identity?

"Instigate?"

No one instigated, how could someone instigate it?

Are you kidding me, can anyone instruct him to be the majestic ghost king?

He was just doing some work for his master.

The ghost king stared at his innocent ghost eyes, two big black holes.

He looked straight at Linyuan.

"This king has the dignity of this king, and no one can order me."

A water-blue spell spread out from Lin Yuan's fingertips, piercing the ghost king's chest with a sharp sound of wind.

Stop only an inch from your chest.

One more inch would shatter the heart in the chest.

Lin Yuan didn't even want to say a word of nonsense.

Even through the mask, people can feel that his brows are frowning at this moment.

Very unhappy.

Ghost King: "..."

He is a master, but he couldn't beat him, so he decided to give up.

"No one instigated it, but someone handed me a bead and brought it in. I made an agreement with the master a hundred years ago. As long as I see her demon core, I will do something for her."

"what's up?"

"Bring all the people who enter this hall into the ancient demon-subduing formation, so that everyone can see the story of that year."

"Who is your master?"

Mentioning the word "Master", the Ghost King was awesome. He patted his chest and said, "That's naturally Master Tianhu, who was invincible in the Three Realms 400 years ago."

400 years ago there was only one fox demon.

Although Lin Yuan hadn't been born at that time, the prestige of Tianhu was passed down by word of mouth.

Especially the past between Lin Jingfeng and that fox.

As an immortal of the Taiwei Sect, he naturally knows it well.

400 years ago, Lin Jingfeng chose to kill his wife to prove the Tao in order to improve his ruthless Tao cultivation and try to ascend.

This incident is indeed recorded in the classics of the Taiwei School.

And when Lin Yuan appeared, Lin Jingfeng also brought Lin Jiran to beg him to save Lin Jiran's life.

He remembered that the child was too weak.

It survived after being frozen under the cold pool by Lin Jingfeng for hundreds of years.

The child who was congenitally weak has a very stubborn personality. In the process of growing up slowly, he was out of tune with everyone because of his personality, and Lin Jingfeng didn't have much affection for him.

As a result, Lin Jiran's character became more and more paranoid.

At any rate, he was once the child he saved a life, so in the end Lin Yuan would choose to take him into his family.

Pass him some exercises that are enough to protect himself, trying to change his character.

Just didn't expect it.

Lin Jiran finally went on the wrong path.

The ghost king said that someone passed the demon pill to him.

If it is said that Tianhu's demon pill is in the hands of someone, it must be Lin Jiran.

but……

"It's that simple?"

Ghost King Honey nodded confidently: "It's that simple."

I always feel that something is not right.

With Lin Jiran's paranoid and crazy character, how could he not choose a foolproof path?

the other side.

Yan Zizhi and the rest of the team had already reached the foot of the third pass.

This road can be said to be unimpeded.

I never saw any demons or ghosts again.

"The last level is the spirit of the weapon. According to the guidance of the map, the spirit of the weapon is trapped in the middle of this mountain. As long as we form a square formation and put the jade pendant we just obtained in the formation, the spirit of the weapon in the mountain will Once it senses our breath, it will automatically choose the owner."

The little disciple standing beside Xianba read out the last guide on the map completely.

"It's that simple?"

Xianba was a little unbelievable.

Don't you need to rush up and beat that Qi Ling first, and then subdue him with your hips on your hips, watching Qi Ling lying in front of you and calling your master so majestic?

"It's too simple, my young master can do it."

Is this the realm of demons and ghosts that the world of cultivating immortals has worked so hard to create?He also concealed his bragging to prevent us from other circles from participating.

The task is so simple.

Isn't it okay to go to the last team casually?

Xiang Jiurong almost floated into the sky.

"Have you ever thought about the possibility that other teams may not be able to get here completely?"

In the critical moment, it is still wise to say nothing.

"Tell me." Yan Zizhi looked at Yan Wuwei.

I want to see if this is true, it is going to make atonement, or it will push everyone into another pit.

Yan Wuwei was terrified by his eyes, turned his head unconsciously and began to explain: "First of all, you must inject your own breath into the token, and the prerequisite for injecting the token is that a team composed of four people should open the square formation. .”

"So once we reach the peak where Qi Ling is, the team of four will not be able to form a square formation if there is one less person."

"Naturally, you can't inject your own breath into the token, and thus lose the qualification to obtain the spirit."

Everyone turned their heads and looked at the only team with only three people.

One of the people in that team died at the hands of the demon bird when passing by the demon bird.

"Hehehe, it's not bad that this young master has one less competitor. I advise you rotten birds and rotten sweet potatoes not to try to compete with this young master, just stay aside obediently and watch."

Xianba is complacent.

There are only ten teams in total, and now that one team is missing, isn't that a threat?

A team member beside him secretly tugged at his sleeve.

Xianba: "?? Dry egg??"

"Well, boss, our team is also missing one person."

Xianba: "???"

Turning his head to look, it turned out that the black-robed ghost cultivator who was out of place from the beginning was not there.

"People who are too subtle have ulterior motives!!"

Xianba almost exploded with anger.

If he had known that they arranged a person to deceive himself, he would not have accepted this person.

But relying on the majesty of the young master of Wangyue Palace, Xianba turned his head to look at the other team with only three people.

"This young master gives you a chance, is there anyone willing to join?"

The three disciples in that team looked at each other in blank dismay.

After thinking for less than a quarter of an hour, the three fellow disciples started fighting.

You come and go, no one wants to let anyone else.

At this time, where is the friendship between the same family and different schools considered.

If Qi Ling takes a fancy to them, if Qi Ling accepts their breath, it will be a matter of reaching the sky in one step.

Not only can upload the legendary oracle platform.

You can also have the same treasure spirit as the Taiwei School Immortal Venerable.

Admired and respected by the entire world of cultivating immortals.

Don't take this opportunity for nothing.

If a person becomes greedy, he will naturally be immortal.

None of the three young disciples was willing to let anyone else go.All the old camaraderie of the same family was forgotten, and even began to draw swords against each other.

After a lot of chaotic entanglement of you coming and going, finally one person broke out of the encirclement.

Stabbed all the two fellow disciples around him to death on the ground.

Stepping on bloody footprints, he came to the team of Wangyue Palace step by step like a dog's leg.

"It was wonderful."

Yan Zizhi sighed in admiration.

Such dog-eat-dog scenes are rare.

People in the world of cultivating immortals call themselves the right way in vain, but in fact they are not even as good as heretics.

The team is assembled.

The remaining nine teams each found an open space to sit down.

Four four sat face to face together and began to form formations.

The pure white jade pendant is fused with the token to enter the realm of demons and ghosts.

Slowly rising into the sky in the formation of four people.

In every successful team, there is a beam of light from the center of these four people that penetrates directly into the sky and a breath from the mountain ahead, echoing each other from a distance.

Yan Zizhi was a step slower than everyone else.

He stood at the intersection and waited for a long time, but he couldn't wait for Lin Yuan's figure to appear.

The Immortal Venerable is indeed an Immortal Venerable, maybe he is not interested in Qi Ling at all.

After confirming that no one would appear at the intersection, Yan Zizhi sat down cross-legged slowly, and chanted a spell as he wished.

Xiang Jiurong was also very serious this time.

Even Xiaobugui put on a serious face, no longer relying on being cute to attract everyone's attention.

Everyone has a lot of respect for Qi Ling.

In the middle of Yan Zizhi's incantation, suddenly a gust of wind brushed against his neck and rushed towards him.

Quartet.

That's why it's called the Quartet.

It requires four people to fully devote themselves to chanting the mantra. Once the mantra is chanted, it will be like falling into a trance, without awareness of the surrounding things.

Even if someone wants to attack him at this time, he may not be able to perceive it.

And at this moment, the disciples from other teams would definitely not run over to harass him.

Yan Zizhi leaned back his whole body.

The strong wind flew into the air, brushed behind his left ear, and cut off a strand of hair.

Yan Zizhi looked up contemptuously.

He stared unceremoniously at the person who attacked him.

It is true.

Yan Wuwei held on to the Emei thorn with both hands, and the cruelty in his eyes could not be concealed.

He never showed such an expression all the way.

Although he is an exiled prince, he has always been polite and indifferent to others.

This is the first time I have seen this face.

"How could you be prepared?"

I can't believe it without saying anything.

Once the incantation of the clear square formation is recited, the person who recites the incantation will fall into the endless void of samadhi.

Absolutely impossible to wake up.

Just like Xiang Jiurong and the little turtle, they have closed their eyes tightly until now, and they are still muttering words.

"Is it strange?"

Yan Zizhi shrugged indifferently: "I never recited this spell from the beginning."

He just hummed a song in his mind.

Without breaking a word: "???"

He has the illusion that his IQ has been crushed.

But obviously the fact is that his IQ was crushed.

Yan Zizhi is really strange.

It's a very strange kind of strangeness.

It's no wonder that he can't even keep his own throne. Based on this IQ alone, not only is there no hope of restoring the country, but it is basically impossible to succeed in cultivating an immortal.

In the main hall just now, Xiao Bugui had hinted openly and secretly that he had tampered with the statue.

But Yan Wuwei pretended that he hadn't done anything.

But Yan Zizhi will pay attention.

"I actually hate things like sneak attacks. You may have reasons, but I don't really want to hear them."

Without breaking a word: "???"

"I don't really want to hear it either." Xiang Jiurong patted his butt and stood up from the ground.

A copy of the young master is not completely in the posture of meditation.

Hey, have you been tricked?

Without breaking a word: "???"

How could this little bird's brain not be deceived?

"How is it? Is the young master's acting skills good?" Xiang Jiurong walked up to Yan Wuwei, and took off the two Emei thorns in his hand.

Throw it on the ground casually.

"In my young lord's heart, what kind of weapon spirit or oracle platform is not as important as my ex-wife."

"Actually, as early as when I was in the swamp, I already felt that something was wrong with you. We have only known each other for a few days. You and my ex-wife have been locked in the same cell. Why are you willing to block a group of demon birds? Come to protect our two cheating teammates?"

"What's more, there is a backlash curse on the token we came in. How could you, who is so budget-minded, ignore the backlash curse and be so righteous?"

Without breaking a word: "..."

How could he not be righteous?

How could he be full of loopholes from the beginning?

Although he was forced to cooperate with Lin Jiran, they thought the plan was flawless and flawless.

Huang Liniao: [Ah, the male second was so stunned by you two that he was speechless. 】

[I announce that the young master of the Yaozu can now be promoted to the male second. 】

Yan Wuwei was ready to struggle again.

Yan Zizhi seemed to have seen through him completely.

"From the very beginning when Lin Jiran brought the mother-child Gu, you and he were in the same group."

"Remember what I said? A mortal body cannot withstand weak water."

At that time, there was nothing wrong with Yan Wuwei, not because of how good he was in cultivation, but because Lin Jiran gave him the demon pill of the little fox.

With the demon pill, he would naturally not be afraid of weak water.

From that moment on, Yan Wuwei had already stood in Lin Jiran's camp.

The cold truth was slapped on the face indiscriminately.

Yan Wuwei opened his mouth, but was speechless.

All right, everything has been seen through, so don't blame him for being rude.

With a slight opening of his hand, the Emei thorn on the ground was absorbed in his hand.

The backlash spell in the entry token actually has no effect on him.

Because Lin Jiran had already solved the spell on himself.

But Yan Zizhi is different from Xiang Jiurong.

The two of them are indeed not allowed to use spells arbitrarily in this illusion.

So even if the truth is revealed, it is nothing more than the difference between a chopping board and fish.

He will always be that chopping block and not the fish.

"Come on, die."

Having torn away his usual gentle and refined image, Yan Wuwei can finally speak the lines of the great villain heartily.

As long as Ji Yunzhi is killed in the realm of demons and ghosts.

Lin Jiran promised him that he would do his best to help him restore the country.

With the blessing of Xianmeng, ordinary people will never be able to compete with him.

Just when the war was about to break out.

The other disciples who formed the square formation suddenly woke up from the formation.

"what happened?"

"Why do you feel that the things in the mountains are not weapon spirits?"

At the same time, are the elders outside paying attention to the Shadow Shadow Orb?

They have all been shocked by the plot like a wild horse.

First, the teams in other sects began to kill each other.

While the elders of the Taiwei faction were watching the play with relish, they were shocked to find that their own team had also started to kill each other.

???

What the hell are they?

Why is it so difficult to lead this class of disciples?

These disciples can be called the most difficult class they have ever led in history.

In the end, the little disciples who formed a square formation all realized that the thing trapped in the last level was not a weapon spirit.

???

That was captured by all the elders with their own hands, what could it be if it wasn't a weapon spirit?

What kind of ghost can it be?

Elder Qiu quietly took a step back at this moment.

Discovered by Lin Jingfeng, he patted him on the shoulder: "Where are you going, Junior Brother?"

Did not wait for an answer.

Elder Qiu's body suddenly fell to the ground as if it had lost its strength.

Turned into an empty shell like a piece of paper.

???

What the hell is this?

Lin Jingfeng frowned: "Puppet art?"

Who could actually replace Elder Qiu with a puppet right under his nose.

You must know that Elder Qiu's cultivation is not covered.

To be able to do such a small trick in Taiwei faction's own territory, the strength of the crazy party must be unfathomable.

It's just that this is not the time to explore the cause of the matter.

Because in the Shadow Tracing Orb, the younger disciples noticed something was wrong.

Even though everyone withdrew their mana immediately, the thing that condensed their breath in the square had already rushed straight into the mountain.

And it was absorbed by the monster in the mountain.

The elders who just casually complained that it was not a spirit in the mountain but a ghost were all shocked.

Because it is true that what is hidden in the giant mountain at this moment is not the weapon spirit they originally arranged.

And it's really a monster.

To be precise, it is a goblin similar to a fox.

"Not good, our souls are passing away."

Several young disciples screamed.

Even the young master of Wangyue Palace, who was not very afraid, lowered his head and looked at his hands in fear.

Bits of fluorescent light slowly danced upwards from their palms, like fireflies flying into the mountains with their own souls.

And the clouds and mists suddenly rose in the mountains, although the true appearance of the monster could not be seen.

But you can see a few white tails in the cloud and mist, swaying.

There is a little red on the tip of the white tail.

Isn't this the fox they saw in the hallucination outside the hall before! ! !

Since everyone has just formed a square formation, it is to sign a contract with their spirits and spirits in the mountains.

So at this moment, the fox-like monster in the mountain was absorbing their souls without restraint.

But Yan Zizhi and the others failed to complete the square formation by mistake.

Xiang Jiurong: "I have a bad feeling."

Oriole Bird: [You humans are so complicated, but fortunately I am just a system. 】

If even Xiang Jiurong felt it, Yan Zizhi would naturally not miss this feeling.

He finally understood why it seemed so easy to pass all the way.

It turns out that no one cares who gets the spirit in the end.

Their ten teams, forty people, came to the realm of demons and ghosts for the sole purpose.

Just for sacrifice!

The author has something to say:

Without breaking a word: why!I am clearly the male second!No one can shake my position!

Xiang Jiurong:? ?I should be number one!

Linyuan silently summoned Yongji.

No violation of words, Xiang Jiurong: Sorry to bother you, we are just passers-by.