Huang Yun glanced at Zhou Lianyun and said, "Senior nephew Zhou, you go and call Rong Chunhua and make it clear in person." ”

Soon after, Rong Chunhua came over. After meeting the elders one by one, Rong Chunhua said: "On that day, I went to Yezi Village to recruit migrant workers and walked into a house......

After listening to Rong Chunhua's words, Huang Yun opened his mouth and asked, "Well, according to what you said, the man in white in the house should be the master, can you recognize the monk's exercises that have made a move?"

Rong Chunhua thought for a while and said, "The disciple can't recognize it, so he doesn't dare to talk nonsense." ”

Lian Haiyun's face turned cold, and said: "Let's say, there are all the seniors here and the Huang Daoyou of the Sword Gate are also there." Don't be afraid, say what you know. ”

Rong Chunhua paused and said, "The disciple doesn't know if it's wrong, the disciple once saw a monk from the Northern Darkness True Sect make a move at the Mandala Tea Ceremony. Among them, there are two monks in the Qi refining period, who seem to be using the Hundred Veins Cultivation True Technique. ”

Huang Yun's face changed, and he said thoughtfully: "The Northern Darkness True Sect is the Eastern Yan camp, could it be that they can arrange for people to hide in the Zhao Kingdom?

Lian Haiyun hurriedly arched his hand and said, "Huang Daoyou, this matter seems to be not simple. But the people of the Northern Hell True Sect are also too presumptuous, and they don't take my Thousand Feather Sect in their eyes at all. Huang Daoyou, since this matter was started by a disciple of my sect, let us deal with it. ”

Huang Yun nodded and said, "It's okay, if you fellow Daoists find something abnormal, you must not act impulsively." ”

The people of Qianyumen responded and left one after another.

Huang Yun watched everyone leave, took a deep look at the extinguished soul lamp, and muttered, "Whether it is the people of the Northern Underworld True Sect or the demon cultivators of the West Sea, it's hard to say now." Well, let you, who don't know whether to live or die, go and test the water first. ”

Suddenly, the microphone in Huang Yun's storage bag rang out, and a loud voice sounded, "Elder Huang, what have you found in Qishan?"

Huang Yun cleared his throat and said, "Hurt fellow Daoists, the situation is not good! There is an inexplicable terror in the depths of this Qishan Mountain, and the soldiers and monks stationed on the edge of Qishan have disappeared one after another. Now it can be said that people are panicking, if they rashly step into Qishan again, they are afraid of ......"

Sad Jue sneered: "What are those ordinary people and disciples of the Qi Refining Period? That person may be hiding in the Qishan Mountains." ”

Huang Yun took a deep breath, he understood who the person Sad Jue was talking about. This matter can be said to be related to the entire Eastern Earth Cultivation Realm, and in comparison, it is not hesitating to sacrifice some people.

Sad Jue took a deep breath and said, "And that Changkong Hao, this person doesn't know what the idea is." By the way, what do you think?"

Huang Yun's eyes flashed slightly, and he said lightly: "Injured Daoist friends and Changkong Daoist friends have always been at odds, that's why this is the case." ”

Sad Jue sneered: "Changkong Hao, sooner or later, I will trample you under my feet." ”

Huang Yun suddenly said: "Hurt Daoist, I recently found a monk from the Northern Darkness True Sect outside Chang'an City, and I don't know what Dongyan is up to?"

Sadly Jue snorted: "You don't really want to assist that Zhao Qin to be the emperor, right? Don't worry about Dongyan's people, the most important thing we have to do is to find the whereabouts of the Golden Cicada Tianzun. ”

Huang Yun heard the words "Golden Cicada Tianzun", and couldn't help but tremble.

Sadly Jue said: "Soon, there will be a senior in the lower realm. Before that, you have to find some clues, do you know?" Sad Jue said this, and the microphone dimmed.

Huang Yun said to himself: "That's Tianzun! How can we find a Tianzun with our realm? This is obviously letting us go to death!"

This night seemed to be destined not to be peaceful, and before dawn, a huge feather appeared in the sky above Yezi Village, and that feather was obviously a flying magic weapon, emitting a blue shimmer, like a demonic blue fire in the night sky. Seven or eight monks sat cross-legged on the feathers, and one of them said, "Fellow Daoist, will the thief run away?"

Lian Haiyun sneered: "Hmph, if he runs away, tonight will be his fate." If he hadn't left, today I would have told him that this person had been refining for 7749 days to sacrifice the soul of my disciple in heaven. ”

The closer Rong Chunhua got to this place, the more unstable his heart became. He inexplicably remembered the man's breath, and only felt that he was in hell, and a cold sweat had broken out on his body.

Zhou Lianyun stood up, holding a hammer, his eyes exuded murderous intent, and said coldly: "Senior Brother Yu Shenxiu, I will avenge you today." ”

Lin Ziyun sat in the room, his fingers stroking the Phoenix Feather Blood Golden Sword, and said with a smile: "Demons, they are all from the Thousand Feather Sect." Do you think I'm supposed to kill them all?"

Lin Ziyun smiled and said, "Qianyumen, hehe...... It's really a great majesty! Well, for your sake, I won't make a move. Lin Ziyun pinched his hands, the light flashed in front of him, and the dozen or so straw people placed on the wooden frame moved, and instantly turned into human forms and appeared in front of Lin Ziyun.

Zhang Wenyuan didn't know when he appeared, and said with a smile: "Master, it's better to let me make a move." The taste of these souls is truly beautiful. "Let's play

Lin Ziyun stopped Zhang Wenyuan and said, "Don't worry, if they don't want to die in a while, you can go again." ”

Zhang Wenyuan muttered: "When did this little evil star have such a good temper?" Zhang Wenyuan glanced at the straw puppet in front of him and couldn't help but clap his hands and praise: "Master, you are really a rare puppet wizard! ”

Lin Ziyun commanded: "The west wind is evil, Cheng Tianming, Xiao Tianyi, Centennial, Ding Yang...... Stop them, and if you do it, you will be killed. ”

These days, Lin Ziyun has studied the spiritual possession technique in the soul drawing method of Guhai Temple, and used the Qi Observation and Dragon Cultivation Technique to cross a trace of true qi in the body of these straw puppets and cultivate spirituality, and these straw puppets are even about to reach the point of being real. The straw men he fabricated were all existential or fallen monks who had been killed by him before, and Lin Ziyun was not a puppet straw man who fabricated a living person.

The straw puppet that Lin Ziyun fabricated was only cultivated in the foundation building period and the qi refining period, and he had not yet cultivated to the Feather Realm, so he couldn't fabricate the puppet of the Feather Realm at all. These puppets were fabricated by spirit possession, and their strength was even higher than the objects imitated by Lin Ziyun. After all, he opened up five Dao palaces and smelted hundreds of schools, which can be called the pinnacle in the foundation building period.

The fog in the darkness is getting thicker and thicker, like a demon king in the dust, and the horror is boundless. Lian Haiyun appeared in the sky above Yezi Village, looked at the person Rong Chunhua pointed to, and said angrily: "This person really deserves to be killed." ”

A young disciple of the foundation building period in the Thousand Feather Sect said lazily: "Hmph, in my opinion, the person who lives in this person may have been frightened a long time ago. What kind of strong people can there be in the Northern Darkness True Sect, I feel that I alone is enough to destroy them. ”

Zhou Lianyun opened his mouth and said: "Senior Brother Murong, don't be joking, it's very strange for someone from the Northern Hells True Sect to appear here, not to mention that this person can kill Senior Brother Yu Shenxiu, which means that he is not an ordinary person, so he can't be taken lightly." ”

Murong Shan laughed and said, "Haha...... That's what Senior Brother Zhou said. But ah, now that there are so many people in my sect, and there are three elders in charge, are you afraid that he won't succeed?"

Several people came to the village, and Lian Haiyun kicked open the chai door. Suddenly, a beast roar sounded, and the voice was low. The three Feather Transformation Realm monks were startled when they heard this voice.

Lin Ziyun looked at Xiaoqing staring at the gate with an unkind face, and said with a smile: "These people are noisy about your sweet dreams, but it doesn't matter, they should stop arguing soon." Lin Ziyun reached out and touched Xiaoqing's hair, with a doting look.

A middle-aged man beside Lian Haiyun spoke: "What a powerful breath, it's a strange beast." ”

Even Haiyun was suspicious: "Senior Brother Zhu, do you think this person is transformed by a strange beast?"

Zhu Shenghui hesitated and said, "Demon Cultivator?"

Even Hai Yun and the other man beside him nodded, and the man spoke: "It's not impossible, it is said that the monks of Daluo Tiangu are extremely good at evil magic techniques and can hide people's eyes and ears. Perhaps the Northern Darkness True Sect technique that Rong Chunhua said was also deliberately coaxed by this evil demon outsider. ”

Lian Haiyun nodded and said, "It's not impossible, be careful." ”

A few people were on guard, and suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in the courtyard, and a dozen monks appeared. The dozen or so monks besieged the people of the Thousand Feather Gate and did not move.

Lin Ziyun's voice sounded lightly, and said, "Everyone, let's go, otherwise Hugh will blame Lin for killing." ”

At this time, Lian Haiyun sensed that the breath of the person in the room was only in the foundation building period, and sneered: "Hmph, it was you, the evil obstacle who killed my apprentice." You have such a big breath, the poor road is going to make your soul fly away today, and there is no place to bury you. ”

Lin Ziyun sneered: "I won't kill him, he will only kill me." If you want revenge, do it. ”

Zhu Shenghui smiled and said, "This person is pretending to be a ghost, there should be a demon beast in the feathering stage here, and there are only a few monks in the foundation building stage among these people." Hmph, catch them all, and if you dare to resist, kill them directly. Even if they were from the Northern Darkness True Sect, so what? They were the ones who offended us first. ”

Zhou Lianyun and Murong Shan smiled and rushed over first. There are seniors in the sect who are sitting here, and both of them want to be pioneers and make meritorious contributions, and they are eager to kill the enemy.

For a moment, the aura flickered here, the magic weapon exploded, blood was dripping, and corpses were piled up.

Zhu Shenghui slashed to death a foundation building monk with one palm, only to see the spiritual light on the monk's body dissipate, turning into a straw man lying on the ground. Zhu Shenghui was shocked: "Demon magic, this is puppet magic." ”

Even Haiyun killed a monk, discovered the abnormality, and exclaimed with hatred: "It's not a real person, everyone be careful." ”

Murong Shan was injured by a puppet with Dao techniques, and his body flew out upside down. The puppet's palm emitted an orange-yellow immortal man, and it slapped on Murong Shan's head with one palm. Murong Shan was killed. Lian Haiyun hurriedly went to resist, but she didn't save Murong Shan, she looked at the puppet man, and her expression changed greatly: "Tiangang Palace's hundred-year-old son?"

Inside the house, Lin Ziyun looked at all this with a sneer. He pinched the trick with both hands, and the spiritual power of his palms erupted, only to see those fallen puppets stand up again one by one.

Whether it was Lian Haiyun or Zhu Shenghui, looking at this strange scene in front of them, they were all cold in their hearts.

The night is gradually dissolved by the glimmer of light on the horizon. In the quiet of the morning, no sound could be heard, only dew and blood hanging from the leaves in the hedgeyard.