Majoring in Salted Fish Road [Transmigration Book]

Alright..." Jiu Sezhan had nothing to say, "Then get me out first. "

Fu Lin didn't move, a smile curled up on the corner of his mouth, "No rush, there is one more thing to do before that."

There were rustling footsteps in the backyard, and a man in Chao Shengzong's uniform sneaked into the room where Jiusezhan was stored. He walked up to Jiusezhan and let out a low but triumphant laugh, He stretched out his hand to undo the seal protecting the nine-color lamp.

The seal of the nine-color lamp was set by the elders of the four great immortal sects together, and it is connected with the seal of the sealing Demon Lord. It is impossible for ordinary people to open it instantly, and if the seal is touched, it is bound to alarm the four great immortal sects.

But this person seemed to be quite sure, he clasped his hands together, and instantly the purple-red black air rushed through the seal like a poisonous snake.

He is bound to win, just about to reach out to get the nine-color lamp, but Master Cen suddenly appeared and stopped him.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time..." Fu Lin came out from behind the curtain, called Mrs. Cen back and held it in his hand, looked at the man, without any surprise, and called out: "Jian Fan."

Jian Fan looked at Fu Lin and shouted, "Master, since when did you start to doubt?"

"Yinyang Mountain, when the black cloak appeared." Fu Lin said: "At that time, you first proposed to use the human soul to stop the human soul, and took the lead in forcing your own human soul out to lure us into the bait, but the black cloak appeared at this time, the black cloak The cloak was obviously killed by me in Naizigou, and I remember it very clearly, so his appearance is just your disguise to distract attention."

Jian Fan sneered, "It seems that you have been wary of me in the back, but I thought you had shifted your attention to Xu Tinglan. In order to reduce my existence, I have been staying with Lingxiuer."

"I did doubt Xu Tinglan..." Fu Lin said, "But if you know why he took the position of the head of the Wushamen at such a young age, then you will find that you have blamed someone who will never be able to match the demon king." People who work together."

No one knew about Xu Tinglan's father except the heads of the Four Great Immortal Sects. The news released at the time was that Sect Master Xu was seriously ill and was unable to be the head of the Sect.

Jian Fan didn't know that the head of Wusha Gate was killed by the Demon Lord.

"You work for the Demon Lord, it seems that he has given you a lot of benefits." Fu Lin grabbed Mr. Cen's hand and tightened it a little, as if ready to go.

Jian Fan laughed loudly, "I have no father and no mother, and I went to court at the age of five. In order to be your disciple, I practiced kung fu day and night. Why can that idiot who knows nothing become your disciple so casually?" My dear apprentice, he took away everything that should belong to me, the Xianmen... huh...the Xianmen can have no fairness at all?"

"You're right..." Fu Lin said: "It's really unfair to let Yao Yaya directly become my pro-disciple, but this shouldn't be an excuse for you to mutilate the disciples of Xianmen."

After all, Fu Lin and Jian Fan rushed forward together, both of them wanted to get the Nine-color Cup, but Jian Fan was not Fu Lin's opponent at all, he broke through the barrier and attracted the Four Great Immortals, and he didn't have much time now.

The two were fighting loudly. In the arena, Yao Yaya was fighting hard with Xu Tinglan, and they were all attracted by the sound of fighting in the backyard.

"Someone broke the enchantment and wants to steal the Nine-color Cup!" Yan Benben shouted, and several other immortal elders and disciples dared to go to the backyard together.

Yao Yaya followed behind, and he circled around, but he didn't see Fu Lin's figure. He felt an inexplicable sense of uneasiness in his heart.

Jian Fan finally found that he couldn't escape, and he had been exposed. Seeing the clouds outside, the sky was getting darker, and the footsteps he attracted were getting closer, he couldn't help laughing.

Only then did Fu Lin realize that the nine-color lamp was just a part of his plan, and his final plan was——

"Master, Mo Zunsha is about to be born." Jian Fan looked crazy, "This unfair world should be destroyed!"

"So this is your ultimate goal." Fu Lin turned pale.

The seal of the demon king needs to be consolidated by the four great immortal sects, and at this moment Jian Fan lured them all over to create time for the demon king to break through the seal.

Jian Fan didn't say much, and went to grab the nine-color lamp again. Fu Lin was one step ahead of him, took the nine-color lamp in his hand, and stabbed at Jian Fan with Master Cen in the other hand, Fu Lin couldn't even exert the power of Master Cen , Jian Fan was able to escape easily, but he didn't. Mr. Cen completely penetrated Jian Fan's heart, and time seemed to pass very slowly at this moment.

The moment Mr. Cen passed through Jian Fan's heart, the door of the room was blasted open. The heads and disciples of the four great immortal sects, including Yao Yaya, all witnessed this scene with their own eyes. Take Mr. Cen and kill his own apprentice.

"Master..." Yao Yaya's first thought was, is Fu Lin bewitched?Jian Fan died in his place?

"He... wants to steal the nine-color lamp... the nine-color lamp is the only thing that can seal the power of the demon..." Before his death, Jian Fan planted the blame: "He... is already... the devil..."

"Jian Fan!"

"Brother!"

After Jian Fan was out of breath, Fu Lin pulled Master Cen out, his pale face calm and indifferent.

"Fu Lin! What's going on!" O Chanel asked first.

He never believed that Fu Lin would do such a thing.

Fu Lin didn't answer him, and looked at O ​​Chanel with calm eyes.

"Master? You..." Yao Yaya wanted to ask him, but she didn't finish halfway through.

Fu Lin looked directly at him and said, "As you can see, I killed Jian Fan and took the Nine Colors Cup."

Everyone was startled, they never imagined that Fu Lin, who is Qingfeng Daogu and most capable of becoming a fairy, would collude with Mo Zun.

Rumbling--

The purple-red lightning split in the dense dark clouds, and only then did the heads of the Four Great Immortal Sects notice it.

"No, the barrier at Yinyang Mountain is abnormal, and the Demon Lord is about to break through the barrier!" Mei finished a little.

The four masters immediately flew to Yinyang Mountain.

Tianfeng Pavilion is not far from Yinyang Mountain, and Fu Lin followed with Nine Colors Cup in his hand.

Seeing this, Yao Yaya immediately went after Fu Lin. If Fu Lin was possessed by the devil, he would definitely be the Demon Lord with the Seven Souls. Without Fu Lin, the entire Three Realms would be doomed!

There are already monsters trying to squeeze out from the foot of Yinyang Mountain, and the sound of wailing resounds through the sky.

Mei Yidian beat back the monster that was about to escape, and the other three immediately consolidated the barrier upon seeing this.

Every barrier consolidation is a life-threatening task. During the consolidation process, none of the four masters must leave, and this is when they are weakest, so they must be guarded by their disciples.

Fu Lin came behind them, and the formation of the four of them to strengthen the enchantment had already started, and there was no way to stop it, so they saw Fu Lin's face was ugly.

"Fu Lin! If you still think about the fact that you were a member of Xianmen, don't mess around!" Yan Benben shouted.

Xu Tinglan roared: "He even killed his own apprentice, so why would he care about affection!"

Fu Lin stood in front of them and did not move until he heard Yao Yaya's voice behind him. Fu Lin summoned Mr. Cen to stab Ou Chanel.

O Chanel: "!"

Mei points, Xu Tinglan: "Stop!"

Yan Benz: "Asshole!"

Yao Yaya shouted: "Master!" He summoned the Golden Bone Dragon Whip, saying that it was too late to block Fu Lin's stab at Ou Chanel.

"Master, what are you doing!" Yao Yaya felt that Fu Lin didn't look like a demon, but Yao Yaya couldn't explain everything he did apart from being possessed.

Fu Lin looked at Yao Yaya, and suddenly laughed. The fairy aura he had before completely disappeared, and this smile made him look demonic and charming.

Yao Yaya had never seen Fu Lin like this before, and he began to be terrified for no reason.

"What am I doing?" Fu Lin's voice was unprecedentedly frivolous, "Didn't you see it all? Grab the Nine Colors, kill Jian Fan, and let the demon live. Guess what my next step is?"

Yao Yaya's exquisite brows were tightly frowned, and the Golden Bone Dragon Whip spread purple-red lightning because of his anger.

"The next step is of course merging with the Demon Lord..." Fu Lin smiled, "Who made me the Seven Souls of the Demon Lord."

As soon as this remark came out, everyone else was stunned, and Ou Chanel didn't believe it. While stabilizing the barrier, he yelled at Fu Lin: "Your grandma! Fu Lin, you can't be so big when you are joking!"

Fu Lin didn't speak.

Yao Yaya has seen the plot here, but it is not the same.

In the original text, Fu Lin fell into a demon and killed Yao Yaya, but now it seems that Fu Lin is not crazy, and it is not him who died, but Jian Fan.

But Yao Yaya was very scared.

He was afraid that Fu Lin would become a demon.

I am even more afraid of dying.

But now that everything had happened before his eyes, he had to make a choice.

Yao Yaya brandished the Golden Bone Dragon Whip and rushed towards Fu Lin.

If he wants Fu Lin to regain his sobriety, he must prevent him from interfering with the consolidation of the enchantment, and even more so, control him and bring him back. There is always a way, as long as they are all alive, there is always a way to make Fu Lin change his mind.

The two fought so hard that the mountains fell apart.

The Golden Bone Dragon Whip was flying in Yao Yaya's hands like a real dragon, attacking Fu Lin non-stop, trying to control him.

But Fu Lin's Mr. Cen is not a vegetarian. Whenever the Golden Bone Dragon Whip wants to tie Fu Lin up, Mr. Cen will untie the Golden Bone Dragon Whip.

The two are evenly matched.

But the whip is more flexible than the sword after all, and Fu Lin's arm was whipped, and his flesh burst open instantly.

Yao Yaya felt distressed when he saw this, he wanted to lean forward, but stopped hesitantly.

The howling wind blew Fu Lin's blood-stained white clothes, like a transparent wall, separating the two of them further and further.

"Master!" Yao Yaya shouted, "Come back with me."

Fu Lin was pale, and he struggled to stand up, looking weak.

"I use a sword and you use a whip..." Fu Lin laughed