As Song Yizhi thought, the entire Lianhua Town fell into chaos and madness.
Blood, violence, and fighting can be seen everywhere on the streets.
The streets are littered with corpses covered with black hair and living people who have been poisoned and are about to turn into corpses.
The sharp bone whistle sounds are still ringing, and the bone whistle prompts the poisonous poison to devour the vitality of the living people, while the dead corpses become more and more crazy and twisted.
Yan Lingyu distributed the antidote in the storage bag and asked them to rush to rescue people.
Later, Yan Lingyu's target fell on the demon cultivator who blew the bone whistle.
The top priority is to kill the demon cultivator who whistles!
As long as the bone whistle stops, the living can be saved and the dead can be beaten.
But the demonic cultivator was really hidden too deep, and the bone whistle sounds seemed to come from all directions, making it difficult to find him for a while.
Yan Lingyu forced himself not to be impatient or confused. He calmed down and looked for the source of the sounds from all directions.
Then he saw Fozi and Bei Xianyue happily killing each other.
Suddenly, Yan Lingyu felt a powerful and domineering pressure sweeping over him.
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Seeing that they could handle it, Rong Yueyuan didn't interfere and turned around to go elsewhere.
The raging demonic energy dissipated instantly, and the spiritual power passed through the demonic cultivator, the corpse, the demonic cultivator and the corpse instantly turned into powder and scattered in the wind.
After a long time, the girl blinked slowly and tears fell.
Yan Lingyu breathed out, feeling a little more relaxed, and continued to deal with the remaining matters with a few confidants.
It turns out that the fifth elder of the Changqiu Sect is here.
When Yan Lingyu came to find him, Lan Minjun was brewing a pot of tea.
Lan Minjun's face is not enough to summon that proud man of heaven.
That person who looked like a god just now was the fifth elder of the Changqiu Sect?!
"The chief disciples of these two sects are both in Lotus Town." Yan Lingyu leaned back in his chair, "Besides, the situation on the battlefield of immortals and demons is tight. It is enough to have the fifth elder of the Changqiu Sect in charge of this matter."
Against the light, she only saw the tall and straight figure, but did not see the man's face clearly.
The monks seemed to have taken a reassurance, and then worked harder to kill the corpse.
Lan Minjun also poured himself a cup of tea, lowering his eyes and sipping lightly.
Then, a gentle yet murderous sword energy swept away.
Countless monks looked up at the powerful man who disappeared in an instant, with various emotions.
This is true.
Yan Lingyu glanced at Lan Minjun and said, "Did Song Yizhi call you?"
Looking up against the light, he looked very much like the god Zhuan.
In front of her was a corpse covered with black fur, teeth and claws, and the long black armor was raised high to take away her life!
This can be said to be a clearing move.
But this figure was deeply reflected in the girl's mind.
With just one move, the situation in Lianhua Town was completely reversed.
The girl looked up blankly at the figure in mid-air.
No, is everything okay?
She's not dead?
"Girl, it's time for us to leave." One of the female cultivators said.
"Yes, this is the fifth elder of Changqiu Sect!"
After a brief inquiry, the maid in the house took Yan Lingyu over.
"Young Master Yanling is here. It seems that the situation outside is good." Lan Minjun said calmly.
Some are happy, some are lucky.
A sharp-eyed monk saw the token hanging on Rong Yueyuan's waist before he left, and suddenly shouted.
After drinking the tea, Yan Lingyu put down the tea cup and said, "Young Master Lan is so leisurely. It seems that he knows that the fifth elder of the Changqiu Sect is coming?"
The next second, a dazzling white light fell with thunderous force.
In a remote village, demonic energy was raging, and the monks who struggled to resist were all defeated.
In a corner, a girl's eyes were wide open, filled with tears, and her eyes were filled with fear and fear.
After a loud noise, the sharp and piercing bone whistle suddenly stopped.
Rong Yueyuan glanced at the situation below, and his figure disappeared in mid-air.
Yan Lingyu nodded, "I've taken care of everything that needs to be done. I won't steal the limelight from Young Master Lan and the Lan family for the rest."
"Yehanxing." Lan Minjun said.
No wonder Lord Lan Min can be so calm and relaxed.
Rong Yueyuan suddenly appeared.
Rong Yueyuan's arrival directly determined the situation in Lianhua Town.
Suddenly, a spiritual power rolled up her body that was huddled in the firewood pile in the corner, and she watched as she floated out.
Private residence.
After watching Lan Minjun leave, Yan Lingyu stood up and prepared to go find Song Yizhi.
The corpses on the street turned into corpses and were instantly wiped out.
Lan Minjun thought for a moment and then responded.
He floated in mid-air, and his powerful and domineering consciousness spread out and directly enveloped the entire Lotus Town.
Yan Lingyu's implication is that it's time for you to deal with the matter, and don't act like a hand-off shopkeeper.
A god of compassion for the heavens.
Suddenly, a gentle spiritual power swept over. The monks, whose spiritual power was almost exhausted, looked over and saw a light pine green figure.
Yan Lingyu's eyes hurt a little from being stabbed by the sword light. He turned his head slightly and blinked to calm down.
Lan Minjun nodded, picked up the teapot and poured Yan Lingyu another cup of tea.
"No, there are too many demon cultivators here! We must have people come to support us!"
Lan Minjun put down the teapot, picked up the tea cup and took a sip of tea, "I'll go later."
The fifth elder of Changqiu Sect is here, the sect has not given up here, everyone is saved!
Rong Yueyuan sent the only living person to the monks, and his gentle and majestic voice sounded, "You can take the only living person here."
When the tea bottomed out, Lan Minjun put down the tea cup and asked, "Aren't there any visitors from Hehuan Sect and Wanmo Sect?"
Yan Lingyu raised his head and looked at the man wearing a light pine green robe with wide sleeves in mid-air, his eyes narrowed slightly.
Across the yard, Yan Lingyu looked for the sound, and then saw Song Yizhi and Ye Hanxing in the side room.
"I noticed it, but I didn't expect it to be the fifth elder." Lan Minjun said, "Young Master Ye from Yaowang Valley has arrived."
"Yes." The monks responded, looking at the powerful man who had solved their predicament and saved them, with expressions of respect and gratitude.
Yan Lingyu sat down and looked at Lan Minjun, who was quite leisurely and elegant. He reached out to take the tea cup and took a sip of tea with his eyes lowered.
In an instant, Rong Yueyuan disappeared into the air.
Lord Lan Min raised his hand in greeting and said softly, "Young Master Yanling is here at the right time. Sit down and have a cup of tea."
"Send a signal quickly to ask for support from others!"
Yan Lingyu looked up.
The situation here has been resolved. They will send people back who should be sent back, and support those who should be supported.
The girl looked at the disappearing figure and couldn't regain her consciousness for a long time.
The frightened girl nodded.
Lan Minjun stood up and said, "It's up to you." After saying that, he turned around and went out.
At this moment, spiritual power swept over him, and the corpse that turned into a zombie suddenly turned into powder and disappeared.
In an instant, Rong Yueyuan arrived at the cave.
"Boom——"
However, there are two Young Master Ye in Yaowang Valley. Who is here? Or are they both here?
In the house, Ye Hanxing was refining elixirs, and Song Yizhi sat aside and watched.
Yan Lingyu raised his eyebrows slightly.
Don’t alchemists dislike having people around when they are making elixirs?
It seems that Ye Hanxing and Song Yizhi have a good relationship.
Song Yizhi turned around and saw Yan Lingyu standing at the door. She got up and walked to the door softly.