Amnesiac Long Aotian's Cannon Fodder Master [Transmigration Book]

Qingyuan faction, the breath of the magic flower spread in the mid-mountain of Qinglan Peak, and a few people flew over from a distance, and went straight to Lin Qingheng, or the source of the curse in Lin Qingheng's hand. These people were all under the spell The Xianxiu, there are also the peak master of the Qingyuan sect and the head of the small sect!

Yan Xi immediately stepped forward to block the people, and the golden chains were wrapped around those people: "Sorry, you can't get close to him."

The sound of the wind was approaching, and a large group of people came again, mainly the people behind were chasing the crazy people in front, trying to control them.

"Who are you? Moxiu? Did Moxiu take the opportunity to invade the Qingyuan faction?"

Facing the many immortal cultivators who were sending out all kinds of big moves, Yan Xi smiled and said: "My friends in the fairy world, hello, I'm here, Yan Xi, I'm not here to fight, now is not the time to get to know each other, why don't you share these things first?" Control the people who have been under the spell, look at them, they want to regain the source of the curse, once the source of the curse is absorbed into their body, if it is taken away, you will have to spend a lot of effort."

All the immortal cultivators still looked at Lin Qingheng in their busy schedule, "What? That is the source of the curse, what is he doing? This is Lin Qingheng, why is he here, this black flower..."

The head of the Tianyuan faction smashed a mad Xianxiu into the forest not far away with a sword, and frowned at the flowers under Lin Qingheng's feet, but he understood what happened in a blink of an eye, and immediately said to the people behind: "Don't Let them get close to Lin Qingheng, the source of the curse cannot be taken away!"

"Qingyuan sent all the peak masters and disciples to pay attention, protect Qingheng, he is eliminating the source of the curse." Zhen Yuanzi hurried over and said.

All the people who were under the spell were coming in the direction of Lin Qingheng. At this time, Yan Xi and others discovered that there were so many people under the spell. Outstanding disciples brought over by other sects.

In the chaos, people subconsciously listened to the words of Haotian and Zhen Yuanzi, the leaders of the Tianyuan School. Although they didn't know what was going on with Lin Qingheng, it was always right to stop those cultivators who suddenly went crazy and killed people around them.

Qu Mingzhi hugged the little enchantment tightly, his voice trembling: "Those are all, our senior brothers and even the peak master... But now they are all possessed by demons, killing their fellow senior brothers."

Mu Xuan's face was serious, and she said in a low voice: "The spell that has such an effect is definitely a forbidden spell. They must have paid a high price and killed a lot of people to become such a person with the strength of the peak master and the head of the sect." Even the curse that is difficult to resist, I am afraid that the fierce cold magic flower alone cannot completely kill the source of the curse. Yes, the Demon Lord, you also need the Demon Lord's magic pattern..."

Qu Mingzhi was confused when he heard that, he handed the little fox to Mu Xuan: "Senior Sister Xuan, here you are, I'll go, I'll help, I can't just watch like this!"

Mu Xuan grabbed him and said, "What can you do? A person who is under the spell is like a demon. Haven't you seen me like that? It takes several of them to deal with one person who is under the spell. Little Fox is fine."

"But……"

But looking around, there was chaos, as far as the eyes could see was the collision of countless spells, and those familiar and unfamiliar faces became extremely strange.

The Qingyuan faction has never encountered such a disaster, he can't just watch like this...

At this time, the head of the Wuji Sect said loudly: "Didn't you recognize this person? The pitch-black flower under his feet, the flowers and leaves are slender like hooks, and can absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. This is the fierce cold magic flower, everyone! Enemies in the fairy world , Xiu Lingzi is back!"

"What did you say?" Several people stopped and looked in Lin Qingheng's direction in shock.

"Xiu Lingzi, that Xiu Lingzi? The fiery cold demon? Didn't he die a long time ago?"

"No, he didn't die, he was just sealed in the Valley of Myriad Demons, he must have escaped."

Xiu Lingzi... Xiu Lingzi came back to life?

All the immortal cultivators present looked at the man who was being protected by the demon cultivator and was stepping on a black flower full of demonic energy.

"Yes, that's right, that flower, this breath, is the breath of the Fierce Cold Demon Flower! I remembered that I had seen it many years ago, quickly, kill him! Now that he has no strength to resist, Kill him and the source of the curse together!" A cultivator's eyes seemed to be on fire, he tied up the cultivator in front of him tightly and threw it to the cultivator behind to control him, and went in the direction of Lin Qingheng.

When many people heard the name of Fierce Cold Demon Flower, Xiu Lingzi, they were shocked and furious. The disaster that Xiu Lingzi brought to the two worlds was much more serious than this spell.

Kill together!

Yan Xi stood in front of Lin Qingheng, Lin Qingheng was at a critical moment, the little snake's resistance became more and more fierce, the collision of the two forces even made the space in front of him tear apart.

Can't let them bother him.

"They are really stupid people. He is trying to break the spell for your fellow cultivators. What a price he is paying, but you are going to kill him together? Are you speaking human words? You immortals really opened my eyes. .” He mocked coldly, the faces of these people were so ugly that it was extremely disgusting.

Daoist Ling Yi knocked a cultivator unconscious with a wave of his long sleeves, and stood in front of the crowd: "Everyone, deal with those who cast the curse first, Qing Heng is not cultivating Ling Zi."

"Realist Lingyi, you must have known his identity long ago, and you have protected him again and again. I think the real person was also deceived by that Xiu Lingzi. Your disciple has been killed a long time ago. Isn't this Lin Qingheng."

After finishing speaking, he and two other people attacked Master Lingyi, wanting to pass him,

As soon as Ling saw them like this, he raised his arms and greeted them: "Of course I know my disciple. If he really cultivates Lingzi, he can still live until now?"

However, there are quite a few people here who have experienced the period of Fierce Cold Demon, and they hate Xiu Lingzi more than those young cultivators, because they have seen with their own eyes the appearance of Xiu Lingzi's invincible opponent in the immortal world, and the one that Xiu Lingzi killed. There are countless people, and the more he kills, the stronger he becomes.

"Everyone, let's attack together now! With so many of us, we will definitely be able to eliminate this demon and the source of the curse. Then, the Great Elder and Demon Venerable will be next. Let's start the war between the immortal and demon realms!" With a ferocious face, the door pointed at Lin Qingheng:

"He and Mozun Ji Wuren are in the same group. Since he is here, Mozun will probably appear soon. I want you to pay back the enmity of Wuji Sect today."

After speaking, step forward, now, only a few people from Yansie and the Qingyuan faction are protecting Lin Qingheng, most of the others wait and see while dealing with the cursed person, and the rest are trying to break through, led by Zhang Yi of the Wuji sect The defensive line attacked Lin Qingheng.

The scene was once chaotic.

Qu Mingzhi stared at him blankly: "If I read correctly, they are going to kill Senior Lin too? Why, what does that Xiu Lingzi have to do with Senior? No matter who Senior is, he They are all helping us now!"

Mu Xuan's face was very gloomy: "These immortal cultivators, gentlemen and low-level people, can't see the situation so clearly. Since the victory in the immortal war many years ago, the fairy world seems to be getting better and better on the surface, but in fact it is the opposite. .”

Qu Mingzhi stared at her blankly, feeling that Mu Xuan had changed a little bit, she was not like the cold fairy who didn't seem to care about anything before: "Xuan, Senior Sister Xuan."

"Don't you think it's ironic, the senior is removing the curse, this kind of spell is extremely powerful, he is helping the fairy world, that Xiu Lingzi would do such a thing? However, after confirming the 'identity' of the senior, these people would actually It's a disgrace to all the sects in the fairy world to come up with such an idea... It's a pity that I can't help right now."

Qu Mingzhi hugged the little fox in his arms tightly, and all kinds of aftermath in midair would make him flustered, let alone confront him directly. He had to accept again that he really couldn't help in this kind of situation, It will only be a disservice.

Once again, he truly felt his own powerlessness, not only in the imperial city but also in the sect.

"What are you doing? A dignified disciple of the sect, a highly respected cultivator, is taking advantage of others!? This is my master, er, well, although he hasn't apprenticed yet, he saved the entire imperial city in the imperial city The person in question cannot be the devil who kills without batting an eyelid, you really disappointed me!"

A loud voice pierced through all the chaos at the scene and exploded in everyone's ears. Qu Mingzhi looked around in astonishment, and saw a person he hadn't seen for a long time flying towards him standing on a flying spiritual weapon.

"Brother Emperor!"

This is actually the sand sculpture priest Lin Qingheng and the others met in the city below the mountain not long ago, Qu Mingzhi's elder brother, Qu Zhixing.

Qu Zhi moved like a broken bamboo, and the spiritual weapon led him towards Lin Qingheng. The spiritual weapon swelled against the wind, enveloping Lin Qingheng completely, and isolating all spells attacking him.

"Master, this disciple is here to save you!"

This change caused Yan Yan and others who were besieging Lin Qingheng to pause.

Qu Mingzhi was overjoyed, his brother who traveled all over the world, unexpectedly appeared here, and he looked very reliable!

"Brother, you are here!"

Qu Zhixing glanced at him, and waved his hand imposingly: "Yes."

Yan Xi was about to knock this person down, when he heard this, he couldn't help showing a surprised expression: "What did you say? Who is your master?"

Qu Zhixing said proudly: "Of course it is him, Lin Qingheng from Qingyuan School, you actually want to harm a person who is removing the curse, then I will protect my teacher..."

Before he could finish his sentence, everyone watched helplessly as he was knocked down from the sky by an invisible force, and he fell head-to-toe into a big tree, and even the spirit weapon protecting Lin Qingheng fell off.

……

"I don't have a junior, and I never agreed to my master accepting another apprentice. Get lost."

Everyone's face changed and they looked up.

"Master, I have already said that not everyone in the fairy world is worthy of protection."

An extremely strong coercion pressed down, like the breath from the abyss, sweeping towards everyone, even the top-notch people present couldn't help being shocked.

All the immortal cultivators who were possessed and insane seemed to have received some orders, and stopped one after another, hugging their heads and beating hard.

The chaotic world became quiet in an instant. In the distance, a man in black with his feet on the void came towards him. He walked leisurely, as if walking in his own garden, but the speed was extremely fast, and he came in a few steps. to the people.

The man's face is extremely handsome, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, a black line on his forehead, and an awe-inspiring aura all over his body.

One person is like a thousand troops.

This person is very strong.

In the silence, someone whispered: "The coercion of the magic pattern, this is the demon king, Ji Wuren."

Some people also said anxiously: "Mozun, here comes the Mozun. How did he get in! What about the barrier of the Qingyuan sect, has he broken it? Did he bring in the demon army?"

Zhang Yi, the deputy head of the Wuji Sect, looked viciously: "Ji Wuren! You are finally here. You will pay back the lives of countless disciples in my sect today! Everyone, I am right, he and this Lin Qingheng It is definitely a gang, if I don't catch him today, it will be difficult to appease the hatred in my heart."

But Ji Wuren didn't even look at him, and said casually: "Zhang Yi, you are so bold, do you think that no one can see through the source of the curse in your body, and you dare to appear in the group of immortals ostentatiously? Do you know how those disciples who were cursed by you cursed you before they died?"

As soon as these words came out, the person who originally wanted to attack Ji Wuren stopped, and looked at each other in blank dismay: "What? The disciples in the Wuji Gate have also been cursed?"

Zhang Yi's face changed almost inaudibly, but he immediately controlled it, and glanced at everyone with a gloomy face: "Do you believe what he said? Shut up!"

After finishing speaking, he took the lead to attack Ji Wuren. His aura surged all over his body, and his figure was swift and fierce. pole!

He even mobilized all the aura in the air, and there was a faint whistling sound mixed in the wind, the momentum was astonishing.

Everyone present was shocked, when did Zhang Yi become so strong?This blow, probably only Master Lingyi and the heads of several big sects present could block this blow.

With a sound of "Boom--", Ji Wuren did not take a step back, and raised his hand to catch Zhang Yi's attack. The huge wind swept around from the place where the two met, and everyone had to squint their eyes. Fly wildly.

Zhang Yizheng seemed crazy: "Ji Wuren, die!"

All the trees on Qinglan Peak were bent over by the huge wind, and the black and white poles were constantly blending, eroding Ji Wuren's strength.

Ji Wuren was forced to retreat step by step, but he didn't show panic at all, and even smiled with his lips curled up: "My master is still here, you can die if you want, but you can't affect him."

"It's you who died!" Zhang Yi laughed loudly, because Ji Wuren's palm had been torn into bloody wounds by that force, his arms were trembling slightly, and it seemed that he couldn't hold on for much longer.

Qu Mingzhi watched impatiently from the bottom, he couldn't care about anything, and shouted: "Go and help Senior Brother Ji, the real devil is Zhang Yi! Zhang Yi is the same as Uncle Ming Tang, they all follow The caster of the curse, the real person, and the head of the Great Elder's cooperation, you go and help him!"

Why don't those in the know speak up?What have they been waiting for?

Everyone heard what he said, and looked in surprise at Lingyi Zhenren and Zhen Yuanzi, who were silent at the side. They knew that Zhang was also the one who cast the curse?

Haotian, the head of the Tianyuan faction, smiled: "But, I don't see that Mozun needs help."

Qu Mingzhi was taken aback, Ji Wuren in mid-air didn't seem to feel the pain, the blood on his hands stained his eyes, his face showed a hint of evil, he went up to grab Zhang Yi's wrist.

Zhang Yi's eyes widened suddenly, his face changed suddenly, the blood on Ji Wuren's hand melted into his skin, pierced straight into the heart with sharp force, and went towards the thing that could not be found.

how so!Can't be found!

Zhang Yi's face turned red like a pig's liver, he forcibly interrupted the move, pushed Ji Wuren with his backhand, and retreated a long way while covering his chest.

However, it was too late, the invading blood suddenly exploded in his chest, blasting a blood hole in his chest, and a dark curse-source snake very similar to Lin Qingheng's hand appeared in everyone's eyes.

There is actually a source of curse in his body!Could it be true what the Demon Lord said?

Ji Wuren ignored everyone's shocked gazes, and came to Lin Qingheng's side, holding Lin Qingheng's hand with blood-stained hands.

The blood in his hand seemed to have a sense of self-consciousness, wrapping the curse source that had weakened a lot, congealed into a blood ball, and took it from Lin Qingheng's hand.

Then he looked at Lin Qingheng tenderly and said, "Master, I'm here, leave it to me."

Lin Qingheng moved his eyelashes, and slowly opened his eyes. Facing Shang Ji Wuren's calm gaze, he opened his mouth to speak, but coughed up a mouthful of blood. Not good, the magic flower in his body began to bite back...

Ji Wuren hugged him in full view, and whispered in his ear: "I'm here to pick you up, rest assured and sleep, and leave the rest to me."