Female supporting role: I have a leverage system

Wen Yin stayed on Qianfu Peak for five days. Zhou Shuihan, Qi Jingfan and Xin Zijin all went down the mountain one after another because their points had been exhausted.

As they were going down the mountain, they glanced at Wen Yin curiously, with the words "Where did she get so many points" clearly written in their eyes, which made Wen Yin feel embarrassed to go through the back door.

Not to mention, Master Fu Ling is not embarrassed to open the back door.

It cleared its throat and said to Wen Yin: "Why don't you go down too? I've opened the back door for you long enough. You can go and earn some points before you come back. I'll give you a 20% discount."

"Uh...okay."

Wen Yin went down the mountain to earn points honestly. When he came down the mountain, Wen Yin found that something was wrong with the atmosphere in Fumen. From time to time, disciples flew towards the mountain gate in a hurry.

When Wen Yin returned to Void Talisman Peak, he happened to bump into Zhou Shuihan who was descending the mountain in a hurry. Wen Yin asked: "Third Senior Sister, where are you going?"

"Earn points." Zhou Shui replied, "Something really happened in the Ancient Realm. The evil cultivators have gone crazy. They are not afraid of death and have broken down the defense lines set up by various sects. Now they are running around. They don't seem to want to We have returned to the ancient realm, and now we are hunting evil cultivators on the southwest defense line, and we have the highest points. What do you think, little junior sister, do you want to come with me?"

Wen Yin nodded, "Go."

Of course she wanted to go. She wanted to see what these evil cultivators were up to and whether this riot had anything to do with Yu Zhengchu's organization.

As Zhou Shuihan arrived at the southwest border, the place was already overcrowded. Not only were monks sent by various sects in the western continent, but also from some sects in the south. Wen Yin saw several monks wearing the uniforms of Jade Sect disciples.

The righteous sects responded in a timely manner. The entire line of defense was deployed with formations by various sects to resist the evil cultivators rushing out.

In the past, the evil cultivators hid in the ancient realm, and the righteous monks could not do anything to them, because there were also high-level strong men among the evil cultivators, and the ancient realm had natural formations, and the multiple formations deployed by the evil cultivators for maintenance, plus the evil spirits inside. The qi is vertical and horizontal, which is very detrimental to the righteous monks and makes it difficult to attack, so they adopt a trapping method.

Outside the ancient territory, there are always formations set up by the Zhengdao Sect and monks on duty. Anyone who dares to run out will be killed.

If the yin does not grow and the yang does not grow, the evil cultivators cannot be killed. If you kill them all, some righteous cultivators will also become evil. It is better to let them trap one party to death. They cannot do evil and can only want to kill, as a warning. Righteous monks all consider this, as committing evil will lead to death.

Now, they are not afraid of death, and even go so far as to form groups to bombard the formation with self-destruction.

The formations of some sects are not good enough. After being bombarded, the evil cultivators flee quickly. In order to escape pursuit, they will go to the secular world to capture mortals as hostages. They use the death rule that righteous monks cannot harm mortals to make them throw a rat weapon before escaping. Day of birth.

Wen Yin suddenly thought of the special body-seizing technique created by the saint in Duotianli, and alarm bells rang in his heart.

If these evil cultivators also learned that technique and escaped and wandered around various major sects, they would be almost like viruses.

But now she couldn't help but think too much. There were many evil cultivators attacking their formation in the defense line guarded by the Master of Fu Sect. Wen Yin glanced at it with the Eye of Formation and understood from their attack formation. There are definitely people among them who know the formation, and the way of attack is exactly the way to break the formation.

Seeing that the person in charge of the formation on the Fumen side was an elder who was in the middle stage of the Sixth Stage, similar to hers. After hearing the news, he followed the monks from the Fumen and rushed into the formation to fight with the evil cultivators inside.

Evil cultivators generally have low cultivation levels, but there are many people, and they do not hesitate to self-destruct when they are about to die, so even if the Fumen cultivators have the bonus of formations, they will still suffer considerable damage.

Wen Yin knew how to use formations, so she killed very quickly, almost one by one with one sword. After killing, the purple-gold thunderworms would eat them, making her look like a god of death.

She killed so ruthlessly that she quickly attracted the attention of most evil cultivators.

Among them was an evil cultivator from the Great Perfection of Nascent Soul, who rushed towards her with blood-red eyes. His fingers were all bone claws, and when he danced, there was black energy, and one could tell at a glance that it was extremely poisonous.

Wen Yin used Taixu magical power to dodge his attack and disappeared in front of him in an instant.

This was a good opportunity to finish him off, but Wen Yin didn't do that. Instead, he used his soul-crushing magical power to rush into his consciousness. One was to prevent him from self-destructing, and the other was to search for his soul, because this man had been directing evil spirits. Xiu fights, thinking about it, even if he is not the core character, he should be a minor boss.

But what Wen Yin didn't expect was that this bone-claw evil cultivator's spiritual consciousness surpassed the Nascent Soul Dzogchen and resisted Wen Yin's soul-obsessing magical power.

Wen Yin's current spiritual consciousness is Nascent Soul Dzogchen. Blessed by the white tiger's soul-compelling magical power, he can reach the early stage of divine transformation. Although he can suppress the opponent, searching for the soul is still too difficult.

And Wenyin didn't just deal with him. Seeing that he was restrained, the evil cultivators under him rushed towards her one after another. Although their cultivation levels were basically not as good as Wenyin's, there were so many ants that killed the elephant, and they even self-destructed, which was very scary.

Fortunately, the Fumen monks were not vegetarians and came to support her at Zhou Shuihan's call.

Wen Yin thought to herself that it was absolutely abnormal. The evil cultivator was so greedy for life and fearful of death that he would never be able to easily self-destruct and destroy himself physically and mentally, with no afterlife.

She was now eager to search the soul to get some information, so she controlled the Purple-Gold Thunderworm to devour the soul and body of the evil cultivator of Nascent Soul Dzogchen. After severely damaging his consciousness, she took him out of the formation, and Search God quickly.

She separated a ray of consciousness and penetrated into the other party's sea of ​​consciousness. She was very careful, fearing that the same situation would occur when she searched for Na and Zhi at the Xue family last time. She was afraid that the other party's consciousness would also have a reversal restriction set by Duotian. If not, Beware of the backlash, she is not a powerful person and can retreat easily.

Soon, the door to the other party's memory opened to her. Wen Yin quickly passed through the worthless memories and captured important memory fragments.

She originally had the idea of ​​​​trying it, thinking that she might not be able to find useful information, but she did not expect that this search shocked her.

This Nascent Soul Dzogchen has always been an evil cultivator in the ancient realm. This cultivator is already the lord of a city in the ancient realm. Although he has not seen the light of day, he stays in the ancient realm and gives orders, and his life is so carefree.

Until last month, a group of monks wearing black robes embroidered with purple-red mysterious carvings arrived. Their lowest level of cultivation was to transform into gods.

The group of them stood in the void, and collectively said four words like chanting: "The Holy Maiden Summons."

The memory stopped here, and everything went blank from now on, as if the evil cultivator city lord was no longer a person, but a puppet.

Wen Yin lowered his eyes, then why not delete all memories? Is there still a paragraph indicating the "summoning of the saint"? Was it deliberately left for them to see?

No one is a fool. There are many people searching for gods. In the past two days, Wen Yin kept hearing the word saint from other monks. Everyone was guessing about the origin of the evil saint. Could it be the belief of evil cultivators? Are you brave enough to be summoned and not afraid of death?

Even if you don’t believe it, God can’t do it.

After killing for a few more days, Fumen's formation was no longer attacked. I don't know if they were all killed or the evil cultivators had all returned to the ancient realm.

Wen Yin looked at the other side of the room, which was the ancient realm where the evil cultivator was based.

An idea flashed through her mind. When she heard the tone, the yellow spring water in her body flowed through her body, releasing the power of the lunar yin all over her body. The rich aura of death, ghosts, and murderous aura surrounded her like ink. She stood It's like a demon inside.

If one did not carefully discern that her whole body was full of spiritual energy and full of blood and evil spirits, one would really think that she was an evil cultivator with profound Taoism.

Wen Yin also used the tears of the Wanhuan Sea Clan to transform himself into the evil cultivator's shady death form. He then hid in the formation while no one was paying attention, stepped out in one step, and entered the ancient realm.

A sense of desolateness rushed towards her face, and for a moment she thought she had come to an ancient battlefield again, but the vitality here reminded her that this was not the case.

Wenyin was not afraid of the environment in the ancient realm. She was walking backwards in a cloak, and no one paid attention to her because there was a steady stream of evil cultivators rushing towards the border without looking back.

In order to get more information, Wen Yin randomly grabbed an evil cultivator and continued searching for gods.

The more he searched her, the uglier her face became, and she was even more afraid of the saint who had planned something here so many years ago.

In the memory of the evil cultivator, everyone here believes in the Saint. She is the only god. As long as you believe in her devoutly enough, you can obtain the power she bestows and even leave the ancient realm.

Following the information she collected, she rushed to the center of the ancient realm without stopping.

A day and a half later, she came to a place with a particularly strong evil smell. It was as if someone had put corpse odor in her nose, which made her almost nauseous.

But Wen Yin had no time to dwell on this. She was shocked by the scene in front of her.

The khaki sandy plain was stained by blood and water into large patches of dark brown. It looked very messy and terrifying. Countless evil cultivators were prostrate on the ground, nodding their heads to the ground with great piety, and again and again. He knelt down and worshiped a tall stone statue standing in the center of the plain. When he raised his head, his eyes were as clear as the most devout believer in the world.

This is the stone statue of the saint.

Wen Yin looked at her from a distance. She didn't use her spiritual consciousness or open her eyes to see the formation, but she still felt that there was something in the glance, drilling into her heart along her eyes, and then flowing out through her blood. , washing her whole body, even her thoughts.

Hearing the sound, goosebumps spread all over his body, and he subconsciously stepped back, knowing it was useless but still wanted to stay away.

How could a lifeless stone statue give her such a sense of oppression?

How could a group of evil cultivators be so pious even if they regard their saint as a god?

You must know that evil cultivators are evil sycophants who don’t even respect the way of heaven, let alone others?

Wenyin took a deep breath and carefully opened the Eye of the Formation. Threads of purple-red were like spider webs, circling and converging, condensing into light smoke, and gathering at the stone statue.

"What...what is this?"

Wen Yin had a bad premonition because she found that there was also purple-red smoke floating out of her body.

As Wenyin flew back, she stared at the stone statue with her Formation Eyes. The moment she met the stone statue's eyes, her Formation Eyes stung so much that she shed tears of blood within a few seconds.

The severe pain caused her to fall from mid-air. She couldn't help but cover her eyes, and it took a long time to recover.

The system called her anxiously, "Host, are you okay?"

"It's okay." Wen Yin wiped away the blood and tears after feeling the pain, sighing for the ten thousandth time that she was lucky enough to retreat quickly. If she didn't overestimate her ability any more, her Formation Eye would be useless.

There was still purple-red substance flowing out of her body, and she did not dare to stay here. This situation did not disappear until she evacuated from the loess plain and was at least thirty miles away from the stone statue.

Wen Yin murmured and asked the system: "System, tell me, what kind of formation was that just now, and what was the purple-red thing? What level of formation can it hide from my eyes of the formation?"

The system was very silent, and for a long time it almost spoke in unison with Wen Yin.

"At least half-step to the level of immortality."

Wen Yin had always guessed that there was a super-level formation master in the Duotian organization no less than Master Luo Tian, ​​but he never expected that he would be the most powerful half-step super-level formation master in the world.

This result is really disappointing.

The system also sighed, "Host, I'm sorry, I don't know what that purple-red thing is. I can only detect that it has very strong blood and vitality. This is beyond the scope of my knowledge storage."

Unable to find the answer, Wen Yin suddenly thought of what Great Master Yan Hui had asked tentatively: "Do you think there is such a thing as luck in this world?"

Unable to figure it out, Wen Yin could only sigh with emotion. This was not something that her cultivation was responsible for. She didn't know if any high-level experts had come here and found something wrong. She had to go back and report this matter to Fumen.

But on the way back quickly, she watched evil cultivators flying from the loess plain to the border, and her heart skipped a beat.

Something is wrong!

Wen Yin speeded up again. If she hadn't been worried that Huaying's target was too big and would attract evil cultivators to besiege her, she would have gone to Huaying.

Those evil cultivators whose blood and vitality are extracted are equivalent to the spiritual stones cultivated by the saint. People who scatter their spiritual stones inexplicably must be in exchange for something they want more.

These evil cultivators' riots attracted countless disciples from various major sects to quell the chaos. Those who were not strong in fighting ability left early, and those who remained were almost all elite disciples.

No matter what conspiracy the other party has, if all these disciples are here, the Piaomiao Continent will be finished.

Wen Yin couldn't wait any longer, and even at the expense of overdraft, he kept rushing to the border with one step at a time, wishing he could have wings and shorten the time to just one day.

She was exhausted when she returned to the border, but she still opened the Eye of Formation to check, and also let the system scan frantically. She even frantically released her Taixu magical power to feel the fluctuations of space.

The system responded to her as quickly as possible, "Host, go straight ten miles to the direction of Dui Palace."

Wen Yin did as he was told, and after getting closer, although she couldn't see anything yet, she could clearly feel the subtle fluctuations in the space.

She was terrified, and her always sharp intuition told her that this was a big crisis, and she would be killed if she was not careful.

Wen Yin put up all his defenses and directly wiped out one million of his bar points and bombarded in the direction of the fluctuation.

One million bars worth of essence is comparable to a divine strike.

At the same time, another one million bars of fine value exploded and quickly retreated.

As soon as she retreated and heard the news, she thanked God. Fortunately, she was willing to retreat quickly, otherwise the burst of light could kill her in an instant.

There is also a half-step immortal formation here.