Immortals are shameless when they become demons

The saint looked at him in astonishment, while Lin Lang... looked at the dust under his feet, only to realize that he had crossed the line.He panickedly remembered the scene of the monk turning into ashes that he had seen before, his heart stopped for a while, and he jumped up suddenly: "Wow--"

Everyone shook their heads and sighed again, thinking that he could not escape this catastrophe, but Lin Lang jumped twice and muttered: "Is it okay?"

He carefully lifted his left foot and then changed his right foot, back and forth a few times, only to see that both feet were in good condition, he was greatly relieved, and whispered to the person in his arms: "Mom?"

The saint wore a veil, only revealing a pair of clear eyes, and replied coldly: "Eldest nephew."

"..." It's not Luo Qingshuang!Lin Lang hugged the princess inexplicably embarrassed, and asked again: "Where is my mother?"

"I was taken away by someone." The saint said quietly. "Put me down quickly."

"Putting it down will kill you!" Lin Lang said distressedly. "Who took it?"

"Didn't you die? She was blown away by the wind. If you have time to hug me, don't hurry to find her!" The saint said unhappily, "Besides, if you hug me like this, do you still want Qingyu from this palace?" gone?"

"I didn't do anything to you!" Lin Lang said angrily.

"You touched Bengong's body..." There was resentment in the eyes of the saint.

"..." Lin Lang was speechless, and everyone outside the dead land was already in commotion.Seeing that he was fine, some high-ranking monks couldn't help but be eager to try.Although the Wanjiemen disciples wavered, they were even more cunning. One of them yelled: "Brother Qi Tong, that man must have a magic weapon, quickly use your black evil poisonous wind, bring him back and torture him!"

Qi Tong had already heard the sound and moved, but what he moved was not the fan, but directly hit the remaining Lin Ruluan.When the folding fan closed, it turned into a sharp knife, which was placed on his neck, and it was cut lightly, blood oozing out.

That disciple hastily shouted again: "Ah! Brother Qi is so treacherous! It's really disgusting!" The rest of the disciples followed suit: "Senior Brother Qi is so sinister!" "You're so deceitful!"

Everyone: "..."

Qi Tong's coldness from glancing at the disciple faded away, and he lazily squinted his eyes and said: "Okay, okay, you hurt people like this, how can I save my face?" Even though he said that, he had a look of enjoyment.

Lin Lang was very amused to see everyone in a mess.

Myriad Tribulation Sect is an heretic sect with a very different style of sect.Different from the upright mutual flattery, Wanjiemen uses evil as its way, and what they like is being unreasonable, shameless, and not following routines.Disciples can neither see others being good nor hear others say they are good, even if they praise others, they have to pick bad ones.Therefore, the worse the relationship between the disciples, the happier they seem to be, and the better the relationship, they will scold each other endlessly.This time, this person surnamed Qi seems to have a high status in the sect. If an ordinary disciple wants to flatter him, he has to be careful not to really scold him.

"If you still want your good friend's life, then obediently..." Qi Tongzheng held his tongue slowly, slashing Lin Ruluan's neck with the blade as if teasing.He wanted to threaten someone to coax Lin Lang back, so naturally he wouldn't really cut off his neck, but just put on a show.Unexpectedly, with a slash, as if a major artery had been cut, the thin wound spurted out blood, and with this strange momentum, the man turned into blood!

"Wow, Senior Brother Qi is so ruthless!"

"It's a fake show! It's so despicable!"

The disciples complimented him again.

"Shut up!" Qi Tong said angrily.damn it!This person died without waiting for him to make a move, what an insult!But seeing Lin Lang's eyes tearing apart in the dead soil, and screaming "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"The goal has been achieved, no matter how that person died.

"Stop, don't go!" The saint here angrily reprimanded.

"Ahhh!" Lin Lang's mind was filled with the image of someone turning into a puddle of blood, frightened and angry, thinking to himself, how could that majestic blood demon be burst into blood?If it's going to explode, it's him who explodes others!As soon as this question came out, he hesitated and stopped, only a few steps away from the boundary.

Qi Tong stomped his feet in his heart, but approached quietly on the face, patting his palms with a folding fan in his hand.

"Stupid, back quickly! This person is a poisonous fan, be careful to be caught by him!" The saint said hurriedly.

As if hearing it, Lin Lang stared blankly at the pool of blood that turned from red to black into the ground, and then... seemed to disappear.Besides, he vaguely remembered that the devil...was a clone?Just as he was guessing, the voice in his heart laughed and said, "It's smart."

Lin Lang breathed a sigh of relief, looked around and said, "Where are you?"

"Is it not in your heart?" Lin Ruluan teased.

"Get out soon!" Lin Lang said angrily, he was terrified just now.

"I can't even set foot here, do you really want me to come out?"

Lin Lang looked at the almond-eyed saint in his arms, and said, "Forget it." Although the saint was exquisite and very light, it was very difficult for him to hold her, and she ran fiercely just now, but now she was shaking. It's almost impossible to support it.Then come Lin Ruluan, he must be a meat pad.

"Stinky boy, if you are sensible, come out quickly!" Qi Tong heard him talking to himself for a while, and finally lost his temper, and slowly opened the folding fan with a sullen face.

"Stop talking nonsense! Come here if you have the ability... Ah, shameless villain!" Lin Lang knew that he didn't dare to step in, so he retorted unceremoniously.Unexpectedly, before Qi Tong finished listening, he flipped the folding fan, and the black wind roared out, forming a small tornado, approaching Lin Lang.

"Hmph, no matter how much you boast, I won't be soft!" Qi Tong said proudly.

"..." Lin Lang couldn't laugh or cry.That's right, when dealing with this group of evil cultivators from the Wanjiemen, you must not play cards according to common sense.Doesn't this scolding sound like a compliment to them?

Seeing that he was still standing stupidly, the saint hurriedly reminded: "Be careful! This fan has two sides, black and white, the white is invisible, and the black is poisonous! Get out of the way!"

"It's easy for you to say!" Lin Lang said depressedly, "Come down and try yourself?"

The saint immediately shut up.

The black tornado meandered towards him, and Lin Lang couldn't dodge it left and right, so he had to retreat to the depths of the dead soil.Seeing the tornado following in, not only did it become smaller in size, but its power was also weakened.It seems that there is indeed a force suppressing in this dead soil, and the deeper it goes, the stronger the suppression.

Before Lin Lang had time to secretly rejoice, he suddenly felt his feet go numb, as if he had lost consciousness.When I looked down, I was almost out of my wits.His feet actually started to turn gray!Is this the trend to be turned into ashes?

He, who was about to fall with the saint in his arms, was frightened by this, but he developed some strength and lifted her up.This is how to do!

"Don't be afraid! Run in the direction of Qingyun!" said the voice from the bottom of my heart.

Now is the time, what about Qingyunzong!Lin Lang had a bitter face, seeing that the black wind was still moving forward despite its weak force, so he had no choice but to do so.While jogging staggeringly, he felt that the sensation in his feet seemed to have returned, and he couldn't help being surprised.

"Don't look! Keep running!" The saint, who had been quiet for a while, exclaimed again, pressed her hands on his shoulders suddenly, and flew up.

The sudden pressure made Lin Lang almost kneel down.His back was cold, his intuition was not good, he couldn't help but look back, and found a black spot from behind, like a bullet, shooting towards him quickly.Lin Lang staggered and fell a step, and when he got up hurriedly, it happened that the thing had passed through the black wind and was approaching aggressively!

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