Hu Gang, who was watching the battle from a distance, frowned and said in surprise: "There is a mystery in Zhang Lei's original appearance! That ancient mirror is absolutely extraordinary. It's no wonder that he destroyed his Taoist roots so decisively because he was afraid of revealing the secret.
The demon fox will repeatedly ask Zhang Lei what he saw!"
However, Xiaomei curled up her lips and said: "The origin of the past life? Even if you know it, what can you do? Didn't you see that the old man's moves are more powerful? On the other hand, the moves of that boy Zhang Lei are mediocre and don't look powerful at all.
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Hu Gang stroked his beard with his right hand and said: "What do you know? That old Taoist is the ancestor of Jiedan, so his Taoism is naturally very good. But the black sword in that kid's hand is very good. He was in the bloody formation just now."
He was hit by thousands of arrows, but did not suffer any injuries. Is this something that a Qi Refining monk can do? This kid has a low level of cultivation, but he can actually stand with the ancestor of the Dan to fight against the big demon. It is really rare.
Rare!"
"Really?" Xiaomei tilted her head and thought for a while, then looked towards the field.
"Haha! Old man, what you said is very insightful. It seems that your finger can penetrate the sky, and you should have achieved some success!"
A voice suddenly came from behind the grandfather and grandson, which startled them. When they looked back, it was Gu Changsheng, and they breathed a sigh of relief.
"Scaring people will scare them to death, couldn't you say something in advance to prepare us mentally?" Hu Gang glanced at Gu Changsheng and said angrily.
"Tch, you old man is very courageous. Just now you went to steal a evil demon pill, and you were not afraid of being eaten. I have no ability to scare you to death!" Gu Changsheng continued to tease.
"You, were you here just now? Our acquaintance was in vain. You didn't help me. It's so heartless! It's better to be your little apprentice. You are such an honest person. How can you be so ruthless and unjust like you!"
Hu Gang is still as shameless as ever.
"Pfft!" Gu Changsheng couldn't help laughing, "That guy will help you once and he will take away some merit from you. All your good luck has been transferred to him, and you are still boasting here.
He is a good man. Old man, your good luck is coming to an end!"
This old man has never read the Merit Chapter of Yi Zhidao Tiangang. He doesn't even understand this bit of common sense. He is really ignorant and ridiculous.
"Xiaomei, is he telling the truth?" Hu Gang was shocked and asked his granddaughter for help.
"There seems to be something like this in the merit chapter of the Kung Fu, but this merit should only be seen by immortals. Brother, are you an immortal?" Xiaomei looked at Gu Changsheng timidly. Normally she could easily see through a mortal, but under Gu Changsheng
In front of Changsheng, she felt as if she was facing an abyss.
"Little girl, let me tell you a secret. If that ancient mirror just looked at me, it would break into pieces!" Gu Changsheng pretended to smile mysteriously. Xiaomei looked at this smile as if she saw the bottomless abyss unfolding.
He smiled at her and hid behind his grandfather in fear.
"Xiaomei, why are you afraid of him? This young man can only talk nonsense, and I don't think he has much strength. Maybe Zhang Lei has followed that ancestor and no longer recognizes him as a master. I'm still waiting to see him.
What a joke!" Hu Gang put his hands on his hips and took a step to stand in front of his granddaughter, speaking plausibly in front of Gu Changsheng.
Gu Changsheng did not refute, but turned to look in the direction of the battlefield. Zhang Lei became the hot cake that was being fought over, and he was not surprised. On the contrary, he was very interested in what means Taoist Lu Cang would use to steal his apprentice next.
On the other side, the woman slowly fell from the sky. Although she still had a smile on her face, her eyes gradually became heavy.
In just that moment, she had a fierce fight with these two people, and she had already noticed that these three people were extremely restrained towards her. Especially the young man, who held the evil sword in his hand, which was transformed by an ancient demon, which made her very sad.
It's a headache.
And tonight, with the demon moon in the sky, this boy did not fall into madness and go on a killing spree. If she guessed correctly, this boy should have the blood of a witch, and he is a blood cultivator of witchcraft that is rumored to be only encountered in the fairy world!
What's even more rare is that this boy's determination is unexpectedly firm, and it seems that his most proficient art of foxy charm can hardly be put to use.
As for the old Taoist and the woman in red next to her, there is actually nothing to worry about. Even if someone has tricked her now and she cannot use her full strength, but with her strong body as a ninth-level monster, as long as Wan Jie does not take action, she will
It is not difficult to protect yourself and escape.
Moreover, the old Taoist lied that he was the one sent by Wan Jie to kill her, but in fact he was just calling her names. If Wan Jie wanted to take action, he could easily do it by directly using the means left on her, and there was no need to do anything extra.
On the other side, Hong Fu stood aside. She was about to take action, but when she saw that Zhang Lei had returned to normal, she stopped and stared coldly ahead.
The cold moonlight shone through the leaves and fell on the charming woman, who looked a little lonely.
It's a bit desolate.
She lowered her head slightly, her long and thin eyelashes seemed to cover her weak thoughts, and she seemed to be listening to the faint sounds in the woods late at night, and said softly: "I have no grudges against you, why do you want to kill me?
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Taoist Lu Cang took a step forward and looked like a righteous monk. He shouted: "You monster, you have caused harm to the world and made people in Qingyuan Mountain panic. Don't you deserve to die?"
She raised her eyes and saw that the wind was blowing gently, blowing the corners of her clothes.
"Am I really the one who stirred up people's hearts?" She looked at Zhang Lei and looked deeply, "What about you! Do you also think that I am the culprit?"
Zhang Lei said without thinking: "You have done many evil things and allowed monsters to kill the soldiers. These are all things I have just experienced. Do you dare to say that you are not guilty?"
Bai Yan was silent for a moment, smiled faintly, and suddenly said: "Young man, how many lives did the black sword in your hand take to become what it is now?"
Zhang Lei was stunned for a moment, frowned and said: "Although it is a monster and has killed countless people, I use it to kill demons and maintain justice in the world. What's wrong with it?"
Bai Yan was slightly startled when she saw that the young man was firm-minded and unmoved by what she just said. She gently raised her hand, carefully tidied up the stray hair that fell on her temples, and ran her emerald-like fingers through the black hair.
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"These words were told to you by your righteous masters, right? Monsters like us have always caused harm to the world and must be eradicated, right?"
Zhang Lei frowned, the teachings of Baijian Pavilion were indeed like this, but his new master didn't seem to care about it.
Seeing his silence, Bai Yan on the opposite side continued: "But if I said that the most evil people in the world are not demons, but those high-level monks with human faces and animal hearts, would you feel strange?"
Zhang Lei snorted and dismissed it, and was about to refute, but at a flash of lightning, what Gu Changsheng asked him suddenly flashed across his mind, and he was stunned for a moment as if he had been electrocuted.
Why is it so unusual for a group of demons to gain power but end up being massacred? On the surface, they are trying to eliminate demons, but secretly they are killing demons to obtain elixirs. What is the purpose of these people?
Those men in black are obviously the spiritual jars hidden in the military camp. Who are they hiding behind the scenes and controlling these puppets?
Who is the party representing the way of heaven, and who is the embodiment of justice?
"Be careful!" Suddenly, the Taoist Lu Cang next to him shouted loudly, and the wind suddenly started, and the demonic noise was loud.
When Zhang Lei was stunned, Bai Yan suddenly took off and flew up. His white jade-like palms turned into five-fingered sharp claws and roared towards him.
Taoist Lu Cang roared and was about to cast a spell to attack, but in the midst of the lightning and flint, there was a sound of monsters all around. In the pitch darkness, countless monster eyes flashed, the wind sounded harsh, and there were countless monsters attacking. Suddenly, it was
Incapable of doing anything else.
Bai Yan determined that Zhang Lei was the most difficult person to deal with among the three of them, even though he didn't seem to know how to use the power of the black sword.
She made a sudden move and ordered the monster to entangle Taoist Lu Cang first. She tried her best to deal with the biggest threat in front of her first.
Seeing the wind and lightning, the sharp claws were immediately in front of Zhang Lei's eyes, and there seemed to be a faint exclamation from the distance.
But suddenly Zhang Lei raised his head, Bai Yan met his eyes, and his heart moved, but before he had time to think about anything, he saw a group of black energy suddenly appeared between him and Zhang Lei, with a faint evil light flickering in it.
Light.
The next moment, her claws collided with a black wall.
No one can describe that feeling. From an outsider's perspective, there was not even the earth-shattering movement that was expected. In that seemingly frozen moment, they could only see the woman in mid-air with her clothes fluttering and her fingers forming claws.
The black wall passed by.
However, the next moment, her snow-white skin suddenly seemed to have completely lost its color and turned coldly white, as if the blood had been drained away.
The black wall in front turned into a deep and bottomless blood-sucking vortex, swirling in the night, grinning ferociously and trying to swallow her up.
She raised her head and screamed, her whole body covered in flames, but her voice was shrill and shrill. Then her whole body rose into the sky, turning into a ball of white fire, and finally broke away from the blood-sucking vortex that devoured all living things, and fell in the distance.
Then, she suddenly turned around, with a look of shock and a look of solemnity on her face, staring at the young man and the black energy that slowly condensed into a sword in mid-air.