Supreme Immortal Demon

"That's it? He hasn't said anything yet."

Miss Dong played with her jade-white fingers and rolled her eyes at the monk: "There's still nearly an hour before dawn, there's plenty of time. By the way, do you two sympathize with this traitor?"

The two Dragon Head Association monks changed color upon hearing this, a complex flashed in their eyes, and they walked towards Mr. Hei helplessly.

"Brother, I'm sorry."

The monk said in a voice that only he could hear, pinching the seal with his hands, and a cold magic power penetrated into Mr. Hei's body through his wound.

"Ah..."

Mr. Hei's body twitched, and he let out a painful roar. He suddenly opened his eyes, and there was no trace of pain in his blank and numb eyes.

"Go on." Miss Dong crossed her legs and chuckled.

The two monks gritted their teeth, swung their long whips, and infused them with magic power, and whipped Mr. Hei.

"Use force, if you show mercy, you will be guilty of the same crime!" Miss Dong said dissatisfiedly.

The two monks had their backs to Miss Dong. Although there was a hint of shame in their eyes, it was soon replaced by ruthlessness, and they attacked ruthlessly.

Snap, snap...

After more than ten consecutive whips, the blankness and numbness in Mr. Hei's eyes were broken, his body trembled violently, and he pursed his lips and stared at Miss Dong with an unyielding look.

"Why, are you dissatisfied or feel wronged?" Miss Dong laughed, stood up, walked in front of Mr. Hei, and looked at him with a sneer: "Mr. Hei, one of the top ten masters of Qianlong Academy, has now become such a ghost, tsk tsk tsk... Humph, you all see clearly, this is the end of betraying the Dragon Head Association!"

The two monks shuddered, their eyes showed fear, and their attacks became more and more ruthless.

"Tell me, where did the other white-haired boy go?" Miss Dong stared at Mr. Hei. There was a hint of viciousness in his eyes: "The man surnamed Luo has been led to the Wanjie Evil Spirit Tower by my clever plan. He will not come out for at least half a year. Even if he can come out after half a year, he will be skinned. You have no backers anymore, don't expect anyone to save you. Hurry up!"

The corners of Hei Gongzi's mouth twitched slightly, and he smiled bitterly. Every time he smiled, his pain deepened: "I have said countless times that I have nothing to do with them. You know the truth best. That night...that night..."

"You are talking nonsense!" Miss Dong's eyes flashed with horror and hatred. Screaming, she interrupted Hei Gongzi's words: "I saw it clearly. They were busy torturing me, but they showed mercy to you! You still say it doesn't matter, beat them! Beat them hard!"

Hei Gongzi didn't say anything else, clenched his teeth, but his eyes flashed with self-mockery and disappointment.

"If it wasn't for him that night, you would have been beaten to death long ago."

The voice of the young man echoed in the secret room of the side hall, and the two rows of candles suddenly went out, which was gloomy and weird.

Miss Dong's face froze and she shuddered. Before she could say anything, she was thrown high up with a bang, face up. She hit the ceiling heavily!

"Who is it!"

The faces of the two Dragon Head Association monks changed drastically. As soon as they finished speaking, they were knocked away and fell to the ground unconscious.

Bang!

Miss Dong's body turned over, face down, and fell hard to the ground!

She climbed up tremblingly. Her face was already torn and unrecognizable. Her beautiful face was ruined again.

With shaking hands, Miss Dong wiped the blood from the corner of her eyes. She saw the white-robed boy standing in front of the door under the moonlight.

"Ah!"

A scream came from the side hall!

Miss Dong's face twitched and twisted almost deformed. She supported herself with her hands and retreated repeatedly. She curled up in the corner and looked at Luo Chuan in horror, with disbelief in her eyes: "You, you, you... it's you! Why are you here... haven't you already..."

Luo Chuan glanced at Miss Dong, then turned to look at Mr. Hei. Without seeing any movement from him, the iron chain on Mr. Hei broke into pieces, and he staggered and fell from the pillar of fire.

Looking at Luo Chuan, Mr. Hei's lips moved, his expression was complicated, but he didn't say a word.

"Not worth it." Luo Chuan said lightly.

Mr. Hei lowered his head, clenched his fists and trembled slightly, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Traitor! Traitor! You really have an affair with him, I guessed it right!"

"Someone! Someone!"

Miss Dong suddenly stood up and ran to the door, her hair disheveled, shouting hysterically.

Mr. Hei trembled, raised his head and stared at Miss Dong, his face showing grief and humiliation, opened his mouth but said nothing.

Luo Chuan turned his head and looked at Miss Dong who was like crazy, and laughed softly: "Okay, let's start with you first."

Looking at the smiling profile of the boy in the moonlight, Mr. Hei couldn't help but think of the tiger heads on the ground in the bamboo forest courtyard that night.

Outside the side hall, the core monks who were sitting cross-legged in the corridors on all four sides of the Qianlong Academy, absorbing and exhaling the essence of the stars and the moon, opened their eyes and exchanged glances with each other.

"That young lady is really troublesome. She won't let us practice. We are so pitiful." A core monk smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"The most pitiful one is Mr. Hei. I went in to see him once. You can never imagine what Mr. Hei has become."

"Yes, even if Mr. Hei really made a mistake, he would not end up like this. What's more, there is no conclusion yet."

"Shh, keep your voice down. Haha, the Dragon Head Association talks nicely about maintaining the order of the Qianlong Academy, but in fact, it's still about fists. Whoever has the biggest fist, who can fight the best, is the boss. We should still work hard to practice... Never mind, the five of you go in and see. It would be best if you can make that young lady shut up."

Five second-level Dragon Head Association members of Guixu stood up and walked into the side hall.

The shouting in the side hall became quieter, but not long after, the screaming like a pig being slaughtered sounded again. Such a shout coming from a woman's mouth was as weird as it could be. Although her shouting was harsh, it was not very loud, as if it was compressed and controlled by some force, and only reached the central area of ​​the Taoist temple.

The leading core monk frowned and glanced at the five monks on the left: "You go in."

The five core monks of the second level of Guixu stood up and walked into the side hall. The shouting in the side hall gradually became quieter, but less than five moments later, Miss Dong started shouting again.

Three groups of monks entered in succession, but they were like a stone sinking into the sea, without any response.

Gradually, the faces of the core monks of the Dragon Head Association in the courtyard began to show uneasiness. A repressed emotion quietly emerged, shrouding everyone's heart, and the atmosphere in the Taoist temple became silent and weird.

"Something is wrong." The core monk of the third level of Guixu who led the way slowly stood up: "Those with cultivation above the second level of Guixu, follow me."

Wow!

Nearly seventy Guixu 2nd and 3rd level Qianlongyuan masters rose up and performed their own skills. Following the leading monk, they quietly sneaked into the side hall.

The night was silent, and the moonlight was like water.

As the group of masters entered the side hall, Qianlongyuan became quiet again, with only bursts of muffled wind in the side hall.

The remaining nearly one hundred core monks of Guixu 1st level were all nervous, and they stared nervously at the increasingly strange side hall. Their hearts were thumping.

Less than half an incense stick later, Miss Dong's scream rang out again, more violent and louder than the previous times, carrying a strong sense of fear.

The mood of fear wandered in the Taoist temple.

The remaining core members of the Dragon Head Association turned pale one by one, and in the cold late night, many people's foreheads had already been covered with fine beads of sweat. The look at the dim side hall was as terrifying as it could be.

What was in front of them was not a palace, but a monster that would eat people without blinking an eye!

Bang!

The main hall door in the distance opened.

Three monks walked out with cold faces, and in a flash, they appeared in the center of the Taoist temple in less than a blink of an eye.

"What's going on?" A monk with green robe and red hair frowned and asked.

"Young Master Wang, that side hall... there is a demon." A core monk whispered.

As soon as the two finished speaking, Miss Dong screamed again.

"Let's go and take a look." Young Master Wang frowned deeply.

"Three young masters, be careful. Senior Brother Zhang Meng and his more than 80 people have not come out since they went in." A core monk said nervously.

Young Master Wang paused, then sneered, and his body shook, and streams of green smoke rose from the soles of his feet, surrounding his body, and his whole body aura rose again. Although they were both at the third level of Guixu, they were obviously much stronger than the previous core members of the third level of Guixu.

The other two young masters were the same, each using their unique skills, and their spirit and energy rose rapidly. In the blink of an eye, they had reached the top.

The three of them stepped forward at the same time, and in a flash, they entered the side hall.

In the side hall, the candlesticks were dark and it was pitch black.

The three of them stopped at the door of the hall. Their blinking eyes revealed deep surprise.

The side hall was abnormally dark, and even if they used their eyesight, they could not see anything clearly.

"Someone! Someone!"

Miss Dong's hoarse scream came from the side and front, breaking the darkness of the side hall.

Young Master Wang pinched the seal with his hands, and instantly released a bright fire, illuminating the side hall.

"Miss!"

The three young masters were shocked at the same time, and saw that the usually beautiful and lovely Miss Dong was tied to the fire pillar with her hair disheveled, her body trembling, her face was bruised, and she was neither human nor ghost. It was already difficult to tell what she looked like before.

The fire dispelled the darkness and gradually illuminated the entire side hall.

The faces of the three young masters changed drastically, and they were shocked and panicked at the same time.

In the dark hall, more than 80 core monks of the Dragon Head Association were lying in a mess. These core members were selected from thousands of outstanding disciples of the Qianlong Academy. Their cultivation was above the second level of Guixu, which was only a step behind the ten great masters. They were also one in a thousand. On weekdays, it was not a problem for one to beat ten ordinary monks of the Qianlong Academy.

But now, they all fainted in the side hall. Judging from the signs of injuries, they were all defeated in one move, and no one had a chance to fight back. It would be difficult to knock out so many core members of the Dragon Head Association with great talent and potential quietly, even for masters of the True Dao Realm.

However, from beginning to end, only Miss Dong's screams came from this side hall, and there was no other sound.

None of the three princes dared to move. They were proud of their genius and had the potential to become core disciples of the four major monasteries, but the scene in front of them still frightened them and they were secretly retreating.

Soon, they saw Young Master Hei standing in the middle of the side hall, and the young man in cloth robe sitting leisurely with his legs crossed in front of him.