My eldest brother loves to grow flowers

"Congratulations to Xianyou Rong for winning." Li Shuangcheng, who was covered in blood and bruises all over his body, fell from the ring. The strong wind swept across his blood-stained cheeks. in people's ears.

He had expected that Chongjin would not take out the jade sword so easily, so he had to ask someone else to help him.

After Li Shuangcheng landed, he disappeared into the crowd without anyone noticing, and disappeared without a trace.But at this moment, no one noticed him at all. The terrifying and rotten devilish energy on the ring centered on Rong Huai, spreading crazily around.

"What's going on?! How could Rong Huai do it?!" Pei Yu, who was sitting next to Chu Yao, looked in disbelief at Rong Huai who was staring blankly at his hands on the ring.

"Bold villain! Not to mention sneaking into my fairy gate, he is so bold as to openly massacre monks." The master of Danzong's aura surged, his eyes were poisoned, and he wished he could kill Rong Huai in the arena on the spot.

"Wait a minute."

"Could it be that the Sect Master of Sword Sect still wants to protect this person?!"

The head of Jianzong frowned even tighter. Like Pei Yu, Yun Baimiao and Chu Yao, he had a good impression of Rong Huai.Selfishly speaking, he fully hopes that this matter has nothing to do with Rong Huai.

"Guard? The sect master of the Dan sect is becoming more and more proficient in his ability to speak without proof. Rong Huai is here now, and Wan Luochang and even the entire Tianhu City are all from the fairy sect. The sect master of the Dan sect is afraid that people will run away?"

The master of Danzong had nothing to say, so he had to sit down again, but Yin Zhe's gaze never moved away from Rong Huai on the ring.

"Rong Huai." After stepping on and smashing the wisteria, Chong Jin came to Rong Huai.

When the devil energy is in full swing, the wisteria that falls on the edge of Ronghuai is brightly colored, once it leaves the heavy brocade, it immediately turns black and rots, emitting bursts of unpleasant smell.

Hearing someone calling him, Rong Huai looked away from his hands.This was the first time in his memory that he didn't have gloves, and it was also the first time that his hands touched the cool air.

He saw the wisteria falling at his feet, as clear as purple jade, and the vine leaves were fresh.

This is very important.

He bent down to pick up a section of wisteria, but he hadn't felt his fingertips touching the wisteria. He had already seen the section of wisteria quickly wither, decay, turn black and rot from his hands.

"Rong Huai."

The empty and bewildered eyes fell on Chongjin, and Chongjin's heart ached, and endless self-blame and guilt welled up in her heart.

"It's okay." Chongjin stepped forward, trying to grab someone's hand that had rotted wisteria.

The latter took a step back to avoid him, and Chongjin's outstretched hand fell to nothing.He looked anxiously at Rong Huai, only to see that there was still a touching smile in Rong Huai's shallow eyes, and he said, "You are Ling Zhi, you better be careful."

"what!"

Suddenly, the eyes of the Foundation Establishment cultivator who was watching the game at the bottom closest to the ring turned red, and his aura surged.

"What's going on here?!"

"He was affected by the devil energy, and he was about to go mad!"

"Quickly chant the mantra."

"Cluck! Cluck."

"Quick, he is also affected by the magic energy!"

"There's more here, he's also been affected."

……

The scene was extremely chaotic for a moment, and as a last resort, those low-level monks who were close to Rong Huai could only be sent away first.

After finally calming down, a Mahayana elder on the honored seat in the north pointed directly at Rong Huai: "You wicked man! How many people have you killed?!"

Just the leakage of the demonic energy caused so many people to be in a state of confusion, and they were almost possessed by demons. It is impossible to imagine how many innocent lives were stained in Rong Huai's hands, so that there would be such a strong bloody resentment.

"You old man, put your fingers back and shut your stinky mouth. Or believe it or not, I'll break your fingers and pull out your cheap tongue?!" Once Rong Huai was involved, Xiao Eleven was full of anger Now, he threw away the pastry in his hand.

Seeing that Xiao Shiyi was about to rush forward, Pei Yu quickly hugged him.

The person who spoke just now was the elder of the third largest sect, Xuanmu Sect, a ninth-rank puppet master, and his behavior was even more rigid than the elder of their sword sect's suzerain back then.In addition, this person's once beloved apprentice was brutally murdered by the demon cultivator, leaving no bones left.Therefore, I hate Demon Xiu very much. Once he meets Demon Xiu, he will definitely kill him and then quickly.

It's one thing to believe in the strength of Lingyumen, but now if they can't explain where Rong Huai's bloody resentment comes from, even if they believe that Rong Huai didn't do it, others don't believe it!

This is Tianhu City, a gathering of immortal sects, gathering the elites of all immortal sects in the cultivation world.One bad thing is that the entire comprehension world will attack it.

No matter how powerful he is in Lingyumen, how can he be hostile to thousands of people with only 13 people? !

"What?!"

When Xiao Shiyi looked fiercely at Pei Yu, Pei Yu's heart skipped a beat, and he almost knelt down on the spot.He forcibly stabilized his mind, glanced at Eleven and then at the other nine people who were about to make a move.

He said: "Don't be in a hurry. The matter is not yet clear. If you act rashly, no matter how strong you are, you can retreat unscathed. But what about Rong Huai? He has no cultivation base, and now he is infected with the demon cultivator for some reason. Once he makes a move , it is bound to point all the fingers at Rong Huai, and it is true that the Demon Cultivation matter. You don't care, but you can't let Rong Huai be charged with countless murders!"

Seeing that the ten people had calmed down, Pei Yu struck while the iron was hot: "Look again, maybe things will turn around. If someone really insists on moving Rong Huai, it's not too late for you to make a move, and I will never stop it!"

"Bold boy..."

Just when the Great Elder of the Puppet Sect heard Xiao Shiyi's scolding, and was about to speak again with raised eyebrows, a spiritual energy pressed down on his fingers, stopping what he was going to say next.

The Great Elder of the Puppet Sect wanted to say something, but when he saw the Sect Master of the Sword Sect, he had to stop first.

"Father, how could Rong Huai be a demon cultivator? It must be a misunderstanding!" Chu Yao said anxiously.

However, the master of Jianzong raised his hand to signal Chu Yao to shut up, and took a step forward, looking at Rong Huai on the ring with his upright and strict eyes, and his upright voice engulfed the entire Wanluo field: "Young Rong Huai."

The long eyelashes trembled slightly, Rong Huai put down the stinky wisteria in his hand, and stood tall like bamboo, warm and elegant under the sky, even though he was surrounded by demonic energy, he still looked like the cleanest god in the world.

He nodded and replied politely: "Senior."

"I'll ask you a few questions, and you need to answer them truthfully."

"Seniors ask questions, and they will definitely answer everything."

"Xumi mustard, Yongle City was completely destroyed, but what did you do?"

Rong Huai lowered his eyebrows: "Yes."

There was an uproar.

Yu Lingdao, it is really terrifying to such an extent!He was able to turn Yongle City upside down with his own strength, turning all the things containing spiritual energy into a pile of waste.What's even more frightening is that he tore open the mustard seed from the inside, tearing apart the space forcefully.

"You killed the corpse-like people outside Yongle City."

"Yes."

"What else can I say?!" The master of the Dan sect stood up again: "He has admitted that the death conditions in Yongle City are exactly the same as those of my sect disciples. , Who else could he have?!"

Sect Master Jian didn't listen to what Sect Master Dan said, he continued to ask: "Do you know that hundreds of people died overnight in the Yuelai Inn a month ago and in the Baidan Inn recently?"

Rong Huai shook his head: "I don't know."

"You still want to argue sophistically?!" The Great Elder of the Puppet Sect angrily reprimanded.

Sect Master Jianzong looked serious: "More than a month ago, and a few days ago, when accidents happened in two inns one after another, where did you stay?"

"Swords come from Yunlai Inn and Wanfu Inn."

"Let me ask you one last question. Can the people in these inns prove that you never left the inn at the time of the incident?"

Rong Huai's eyelids drooped, he was sick, and Chong Jin would help him with everything.In addition, he only needed to take the elixir, and he spent almost all his time in the inn recuperating, rarely calling the mistress or leaving the room by himself.Except for Chong Jin who is with him every day, even the master and junior brothers rarely see each other, let alone others?

But Chongjin has such a close relationship with him, can they believe what Chongjin said?

He shook his head again: "No one can prove it."

"It's a good one that no one can prove!" Sect Master Dan laughed, wishing to drink Rong Huai's blood on the spot, but he knew he couldn't, so he stared at Sect Master Jian: "Hasn't Sect Master Jian asked clearly? The devilish energy in his body is the ironclad proof!"

"Father!" Chu Yao wanted to fly to the head of the Sword Sect, but was stopped by an elder of the Sword Sect in time.

Chu Yao shouted anxiously: "Father, Rong Huai must not be a demon cultivator! How could he be a demon cultivator?! If he is really a demon cultivator, why did he kill someone and not run away? Why did he come to the Xianmen party today? Huh? And he has no grievances or enmities with Xianmen, so he has no reason to kill people! Father!"

The master of Jianzong didn't take another look at Chu Yao, he raised his hand expressionlessly: "The elders of Jianzong obey the order, now Ronghuai of Lingyumen is suspected of massacring the disciples of Xianmen, capture Ronghuai alive, and wait for the truth to come to light Then, deal with it."

"Captured alive?!" The master of Danzong was extremely dissatisfied, shouldn't he be dealt with on the spot at this time? !

But this is Jianzong, the largest sect in the cultivation world, and with the fact that Jianzong has a large number of people, it is not his turn to speak.

With an order, twenty Mahayana elders swarmed up, and the terrifying coercion was like a huge net, coming down from all directions like Mount Tai.

Twenty Mahayanas.

The broken wisteria moved again, and the heavy brocade stood in front of Rong Huai, with cold purple eyes, and the purple robe flew away without wind.The aura in his hand was condensed into a spirit sword, and his cultivation was rising steadily.

"His cultivation is wrong! It's not God Transformation!"

"Out of body."

"Combined."

"Crossing the Tribulation!"

"Mahaya! He is Mahayana!"

boom!

The spiritual creature at the pinnacle of Mahayana!

"No, 20 people are not enough!"

In a blink of an eye, there were only 20 Mahayanas, and countless people joined in, and it immediately became fifty Mahayanas.

hum.

Hey.

As his cultivation reached its peak, the jade sword with countless threads of spiritual energy in Rong Huai's sea of ​​consciousness seemed to be summoned and came back to life.The sword body vibrated and made an ancient clang, and the thread of aura that had penetrated deeply into the limbs and bones quickly snapped.

Chong Jin's eyes reflected the people who came forcibly, and the wisteria in his hand rose from his wrist.He will never, never let anyone take Rong Huai away from him.

coming.

My lord, take the sword.

Among the crowd, a pair of dark eyes stared at Chongjin in the center without blinking.

"Who dares to move?!"

Just at the very moment, Rong Huai faintly sensed that the sea of ​​consciousness was twisting, and when something was about to burst out of his body, a roar came straight down from the sky, making people's spirits shake.

The original indifferent Sect Master Jian, and the expressionless Daoist Yuanheng beside the Sect Master Jian were startled when they heard the familiar voice, especially the Sect Master Jian, who hurriedly followed the voice.

A red dress came through the air, landed on the ring, and blocked Chong Jin and Rong Huai.The terrifying peak Mahayana cultivation level enveloped the entire arena, firmly protecting Chong Jin and Rong Huai behind him.

The jade sword that had broken through countless aura threads sank back into the sea of ​​consciousness again, Chong Jin's expression flickered, and before Rong Huai had time to dodge in the future, he firmly grasped Rong Huai's warm and cool hand.

Rong Huai was taken aback for a moment, then glanced at Chongjin, but he was not willing to break away.

He first smiled at Chong Jin, then looked at the person in front who was still holding the wine jar: "Master."

"Well, the master is here, my dear disciple, don't be afraid."

Chu Mo, who had already removed the illusion and revealed his real appearance, drank another big gulp of wine, and then threw the wine jar on the ground.With a clang, the wine jar was torn apart, and the rich and choking spirit wine gurgled all over the place.

On the extremely romantic and handsome face, his eyes swept across the shocked master of Jianzong, and the elders of Jianzong who rushed to try to catch Rong Huai, the ridicule and hatred couldn't be more deep-seated.

"More than 300 years ago, the lord of Jianzong and the elders regarded me as a demon cultivator and imprisoned me in the ice cave for 20 years without distinction. Later, regardless of my serious injuries, they stripped me of my status as a direct disciple and expelled me from the sect. Execute me. This is not enough, are you going to repeat the old tricks to deal with my apprentice?!"

Every word and sentence turned into the sharpest blade, forcibly nailing the master of Jianzong and others to death in place.

The master of Jianzong's complexion was pale, his hands were trembling, the number one master of the sect who had experienced thousands of years of turmoil, it was the first time he had shown such helplessness and self-blame as a dying old man, he said: "It's not like this. Xiao Mo, listen Uncle said..."

"Get back!"

The twenty elders of the sword sect with the highest cultivation all retreated, and the entire Wanluo field dared not breathe a breath.

The remaining [-] Mahayana monks were instantly dizzy from this accident. When the strongest Jianzong retreated, they seemed to have lost their backbone, and stopped in midair, not knowing what to do.

"I didn't expect Jianzong to have such a relationship with Lingyumen." The master of Danzong looked at the bloodless face of the master of Jianzong, and then looked at Chu Mo who was dressed in red in front of the ring. It was too ostentatious, even after so many years, he could still remember it clearly.

More than 300 years ago, the ancestor of Wuqing Dao passed away, leaving only two talented apprentices, one named Yuan Heng and the other named Chu Mo, among whom Chu Mo was the junior.

And when Chu Mo was mistaken for a demon cultivator, there was an uproar.

In order to show punishment, Jianzong first imprisoned and punished, and then to save face, he completely severed the relationship and expelled Chu Mo.In the end, Chu Mo's state of mind was broken, but his cultivation had reached the peak of crossing the catastrophe at that time, and he was hunted down while being seriously injured and forced to be promoted to the Mahayana, which attracted the thunder of heaven.

Thunder was rolling in the sky, and everyone knew that Chu Mo was not a demon cultivator after seeing this upright thunder.It's a pity that it was too late. When everyone from Jianzong arrived, Chu Mo, who was already seriously injured and had a broken heart, was buried under the Mahayana thunder calamity, leaving no bones left.

After that, Jianzong investigated the matter with all his strength, only to find out that a grandson of an elder with a high status in the sect framed Chu Mo and sent people to hunt him down.Everyone in Jianzong regretted it, and angrily wiped out all the people in this lineage, but no matter what, they still couldn't get Chu Mo back.

I never thought that the disciple who was wronged more than 300 years ago and should have died under the thunder disaster has now become the master of Lingyumen.With this level of relationship, it is definitely impossible to count on Jianzong to make a move.

But right now it happened that it was not convenient for the people of Jianzong to make a move, so he could use the power of others to kill Rong Huai on the spot and avenge his sect's disciples.Even without his Sword Sect, the Mahayana monks, and the Transcendence Tribulation Period in Wanluochang, there are thousands of people in total, are they still afraid of a mere monk at the peak of Mahayana and a spiritual creature at the peak of Mahayana?

After thinking about it, the Patriarch of the Dan Sect said loudly: "It's only natural to kill people to pay for their lives. The demonic energy in Rong Huai's body is so strong, one can imagine how many innocent lives he has killed. This person is also a spiritual master, sucking the flesh and blood of monks, competing for talismans, magic weapons, etc. The aura of a dead thing is just a disciple of my sect who was brutally killed by him, who can guarantee that tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, this person will kill himself?"

"Everyone, the immortal sect should be united in the same spirit. Now the demon cultivator is rampant, killing people under our noses. If we don't get rid of it now, once he walks out of Wanluochang alive, from now on, the immortal sect will be ridiculed by the demon cultivator for thousands of years." !"

The words are sonorous and powerful.

In addition, the suzerain of the Dan sect is the suzerain of the fifth sect, and he is highly respected in the cultivation world. Now that he is the first to stand up, it can be said to be well received.

Luo Yang, who was in the audience, watched from the beginning to the end, and he never thought that things would develop like this.God just pities him, help him!There is a demon cultivator in Lingyumen, and it is a crime to hide the demon cultivator. Everyone in Lingyumen must die here today!

"The demon cultivator can't die, and it's hard to quell the grievances of our compatriots who died tragically!" The elder of the puppet sect also roared: "Eliminate the demon cultivator, kill Ronghuai!"

"Exorcism, kill Rong Huai!"

"Exorcism, kill Rong Huai!"

"Exorcism, kill Rong Huai!"

……

Countless people rush forward, magic swords, spirit treasures, talismans...all are sharp weapons for killing people.

The elder of the ninth-rank puppet master of the puppet sect took the lead, leading his ninth-rank puppet to the ring, and was about to kill Rong Huai with one blow.

Just when he was a few feet away from the ring, boom!A black shadow that covered the sky fell from the sky, and the ninth-grade puppet of the Mahayana stage that he was proud of fell to the ground suddenly, and was crushed by the giant mountain-like black shadow.

The puppets fostered with his heart and soul were all turned into powder at once, the great elder's heart and soul were agitated, and he suffered a backlash, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Before he could react to what happened, the huge figure towering into the sky stretched out a giant palm of unknown material, pinching him like an ant.

Crack clap!

The sound of cracking joints made the scalp numb, and a majestic puppeteer at the peak of Mahayana was pinched helplessly like this.

puppet.

It's a puppet!

But what kind of puppet is this? !

Just when the great elder of the puppet sect was out of breath for several times, a young boy who only looked eleven or twelve years old stepped on the shoulders of a huge puppet and walked all the way in front of him.

It was the youngest disciple in Lingyu Sect who had spoken harshly to him earlier.

The childish young boy with red lips and white teeth was full of viciousness. Compared with Rong Huai, who was full of demonic energy, it seemed that he was the demon cultivator who returned from hell and killed countless people.

Xiao Shiyi squatted down: "Dog, don't you have ears? Tell you to shut up, can't you hear?"

The sound envelops the soul, almost tearing the soul.

It wasn't until there was a sound like the sound of heaven coming from the clouds that the Great Elder of the Puppet Sect was pulled out of the endless pain.

"Eleven, come back."

When the vicious little boy heard the elder brother calling him, his complexion turned dark instantly, and he responded sweetly: "Oh, yes."

After finishing speaking, the puppet who was several feet tall immediately shook his hands in disgust, and threw away the elder of the puppet sect whose bones had been crushed like mud.Little Eleven jumped back onto the puppet happily, and at the same time, the huge puppet leaped onto the ring lightly and obediently crawled under Xiao Eleven's feet.

The Wanluo Field was once again deathly silent, this time no one even dared to breathe, they all looked at the ring like a ghost, the endless coercion forced even monks at the Mahayana stage to kneel on the ground.

The invisible spirit sword came out from behind, and the sword's intention was to destroy heaven and earth, even Yuan Heng, who is a sword fairy, was far behind.

Countless ninth-rank formations come out from the soles of the feet, with the ring as the center, as long as you step half a step, your body and soul will be destroyed instantly.

The golden talisman came out from the eyes, and the top talisman of Wan Dao Ninth Grade was stacked on top of the formation.

The precious magic weapon that thousands of people can't dream of hangs in the palm of the hand.

The melody became windy, forming a hurricane to surround the arena, and if he heard the slightest bit, his soul was torn apart and his spiritual energy was disordered.

The illusion covers the sky and the sun, sometimes you can see the cliffs, and sometimes you can see the mountains of knives and the sea of ​​fire. They are perfectly connected with the real scene, and it is impossible to distinguish them.

The pill fire lingers upwards, the fragrance is rich and pleasant, but in the next breath, it becomes the poisonous fragrance of rotting bones and melting flesh and blood.

The body is covered by a golden dragon, and everything is indestructible, and one man is in charge of the gate, and ten thousand people cannot be destroyed.

Countless spiritual beasts, monsters, and even those who have already contracted, all knelt down on the ground, and even gathered outside Tianhu City. As long as an order was given, all beasts came and smashed Tianhu City.

The Baizhang puppet went straight into the sky, stood behind him, and destroyed a Mahayana puppet and a top Mahayana puppet master with one palm.

Thirteen people.

Except for Rong Huai, all of them are the peak of Mahayana.

No.

This kind of coercion is far more than that, at the peak of the Mahayana is only because the highest cultivation level in the cultivation world is only at the peak of the Mahayana.

Rong Huai walked out from the center, and he bowed again to the respected person in the north: "Please forgive me, I am indeed not a demon cultivator, and the murder in Yongle City is for self-protection. Now I come to Tianhu City, but I am only one of the top ten sects in my sect. It’s just that I’m here to compete. As for why I have demonic energy, it’s my own fault, so it’s inconvenient to tell outsiders.”

After finishing speaking, Rong Huai nodded: "Thinking that you will never want to see me participate in the Xianmen gathering, in this case, I and my fellow sect will retire first. I am afraid that I will trouble you to investigate more about the Tianhu City Demon Cultivator."

"Chongjin, Master, let's go."

"Ah."

"Hmph, demon cultivator?" The fifth junior brother played with all kinds of coveted magic weapons in his hands. Before leaving, he looked at everyone contemptuously: "Don't say that my senior brother is not a demon cultivator, even if he is a demon cultivator, a group of It’s just ants. He kills as soon as he wants, and he needs to hide it?”

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