This girl is a streetwalker in the demon world

The colorless and tasteless Sumeru Heaven?

An Ling repeated the term silently. It sounded a bit like some religious term.

The Tree Ancestor gently placed An Ling on the ground and said one last sentence: "Master An, I have waited here for a thousand years. Only you can do this."

An Ling wanted to ask something, but the Tree Ancestor had already severed the connection with her, and the whole tree stopped moving, as if it was just an ordinary tree.

An Ling silently touched the Xiangzhu around her waist. There was a lot of information in the words of the Tree Ancestor, but there was no time to dwell on it now. Besides, it had begun to play dead, so she was afraid that it would not answer her even if she asked more.

She stopped hesitating and rode the wind, quickly heading to Central Street to destroy those human head lanterns. They were only about a hundred meters away from Blue Star before they would collide head-on with the wandering gods team. They must not be allowed to get close!

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Before An Ling arrived, Lu Zhanchi was writing in the air, "The east wind blows thousands of flowers in the night, and blows down stars like rain. The road is filled with the fragrance of BMW and carved carriages. The phoenix flute sounds, the jade pot shines, and fish and dragons dance all night long." A wave invisible to the naked eye spread around, gradually confusing the minds of mortals, making them mistakenly believe that there is still singing and dancing and nothing strange is happening, of course, including Qin Lanzhi and Lu Zhanchi who are standing on the flower car.

Qin Lanzhi was seen half-crouching on top of the float without any panic, her left hand tightly holding the big bow, and her right hand constantly taking arrows and pulling the bow. Every arrow was shot at the forehead of the human-head evil spirit with incredible precision. Once the arrows attached with spiritual power touched the human-head evil spirit, the strange head would melt quickly like the snow in March. The effect was immediate, but it was a pity that there were too many human-head evil spirits. The sky was filled with heads with intestines dragging behind them. If you look closely, every face on them is different. There are men, women, old and young. God knows where these "spell materials" come from.

While Lu Zhanchi was drawing the illusion, he was also attaching spirits to Qin Lanzhi's arrows to buy time for her to attack. He was doing two things at once, and sweat was all over his cheeks, slowly flowing down from his chin, and dripping onto the silk-covered float.

The people cheered, and almost all the people in the city gathered on the central street. They put on their most beautiful and neatest clothes, and followed the procession slowly with their families to pray for good luck in the coming year. Even if you stood on the roof and looked, the colorful crowd was endless.

"The twentieth one..." Qin Lanzhi silently counted the number of heads shot down. When she wanted to shoot again, the quiver was empty.

"Oh no!" Qin Lanzhi had never experienced anything like this, so she panicked and lost her sense of proportion. When the group of head demons saw that there was no fire suppression here, they all accelerated and flew over! The overwhelming number of head demons dyed the entire sky black, white and red. The black was the flying hair, the white was the hideous face that refused to close its eyes, and the red was the intestines dragged below.

Qin Lanzhi and Lu Zhanchi were like a lone sail on the sea, about to be overturned by the huge waves. Qin Lanzhi on the boat opened her mouth in despair, looking at the almost endless heads, her legs softened, and she sat down.

An Ling appeared at this moment. Her eyes focused, and she tapped the roof lightly with her steps. Her body became one with the wind, and she instantly rushed towards the direction of the human head. She had already completed the actions of drawing the sword, accumulating strength, and swinging in the air.

"Dielang Sword Technique!"

This is the strongest sword technique that An Ling has mastered. This sword technique was passed down from the former elder Yu Lang of Canglan Sword Sect. It focuses on the accumulation of sword forces layer by layer, like raging waves, and the sword energy is surging endlessly. When practiced to the highest level, the pure surging power can overturn rivers and seas, and it can even barely reach the style of Canglan Sword Immortal.

Even though An Ling was busy on the road after receiving the task of escorting Ling Ling, she never slacked off in her practice. Finally, her hard work paid off. She had already mastered the Dielang Sword Technique, and only lacked a lot in spiritual energy reserves.

She poured her spiritual power into the sword, and swung it with all her might. With just one swipe of the sword, most of the human heads in front of her were turned into ashes, falling into the mortal world of reincarnation.

"Wait." She hurriedly flew away, and in the blink of an eye, she came back with several bags of arrows. Blue light flashed in her eyes, and she pressed her palms down, infusing spiritual power onto all the arrows.

An Ling placed the quiver next to Qin Lanzhi, nodded quickly, then turned and jumped away.

Lu Zhanchi and Qin Lanzhi, who witnessed the whole process of An Ling's actions, were stunned. They looked at each other silently and continued with their previous work. One of them set up an illusion to confuse the people, while the other drew his bow and started shooting at the target. They worked in perfect coordination, and it was hard to tell that the two had only known each other for an hour today.

After the two men persisted for a while, they finally received reinforcements. They were several monks belonging to the Weiyuan Army. Although they were not very strong, they had perfect cooperation. Soon, with the joint efforts of everyone, the threat of the Human Head Evil was barely resolved on Central Street.

"Hu, hu!" Qin Lanzhi's hands kept shaking. When she was desperately pulling the bow and shooting the arrow just now, she didn't feel any pain at all under the effect of adrenaline. Now that she had a chance to catch her breath, she finally felt as if her arms didn't belong to her anymore.

"Girl, you are really good! Every arrow you shot hit the target, and each one shot down an evil creature!" The monk accompanying the army exclaimed with a smile.

Qin Lanzhi forced a grin in return and then lay aside like a soft crab.

"It's not over yet! We can't relax now!" Lu Zhanchi took out a few pills from his storage bag and put them into his mouth, recovering his spiritual power. After he set up a fixed illusion array around the few people, he looked into the distance with a serious face and said, "This is just the vanguard of the manipulator behind the scenes. The real test is still to come..."

Upon hearing this, Qin Lanzhi propped herself up and looked towards the place shrouded in black clouds in the distance. Her heart was filled with despair. If the human-headed demons were just appetizers, then what other tricks would the evil cultivators who controlled them have to deal with them?

Qin Lanzhi began to wonder why she came to Tianxing and why she offered to help when she heard that the Fuso people were preparing to attack? If she had not participated in it from the beginning, would she not have to suffer such despair?

"Everyone, please look behind you!" Lu Zhanchi stood up straight, his long sleeves fluttering in the wind. Under the bright lights, he looked like an immortal. He pointed at the ignorant people and said in a loud voice, "These people know nothing, but they are dragged into the struggle for no reason. How innocent are they! We have the ability and we know about this. Can we just leave like this and let the unarmed people of the city be devoured by the evil cultivators? I beg you to hold on a little longer, and hold on until the dust settles. Then we can drink to our hearts' content amid the cheers and admire the hard-won victory!"

Since the monks had joined the army instead of staying in the mountains to be hermits, they naturally understood the truth. They were the ones who "sacrifice themselves for the benefit of the world". Upon hearing this, one of them laughed and said, "Since I came here, I am tired of the so-called 'immortals'. Anyway, before I bleed dry, no evil cultivator can get through here."

Everyone responded. Qin Lanzhi was inspired by the words of Lu Zhanchi and the monks. At that moment, everything that happened in the first half of her life flashed through her mind. Finally, the picture stayed in the Tianxing Mansion with the sound of gongs and drums, and the dancing of fish, dragons and lanterns. She nodded vigorously, raised high with trembling arms the long bow inherited from a warrior who dared to resist violence and stupidity, and said firmly: "I will, I am needed here, and I have finally found my place."

Everyone looked at the evil cultivator above the black cloud and picked up their weapons at the same time.