"Chrysanthemum, tie her up!" Long Lin shouted, only to see a large black iron ring flying towards Gan Xiaozhen, and the space around her seemed to be shrouded in darkness in an instant, or a piece of it was ripped off by an invisible giant hand, and disappeared... She screamed, and a thin little paper figure was tied to the ground, his face was earthy, and his eyes glowed blue with horror.

"Big Master..." Cui Rutie screamed in horror, and his lips turned pale, obviously the slave seal was powerfully suppressing the anger in his heart.

Long Bao and Hu Wangcai were stunned.

Long Lin sneered, wiped his eyebrows, flashed out a big dark green bow that was big in the wind, and put the Yin and Yang Sword on the bow unhurriedly: "You are not Gan Xiaozhen! Say, who are you and why do you want to follow us?... Don't be lucky, my bow is known as the 'God of Killing'!" Long Lin casually changed the name of this Tianshu bow, not wanting to reveal too much, "Even if you are the Great Perfection of the Transformation God and take her away, you will die under this bow! Not to mention that you have not been giving up for a long time, and you have not yet completed the fusion! Honestly confess, or I will spare your life!"

"One life, one life..." Xue cried vigorously. Instead, the others were stunned and didn't say a word.

Gan Xiaozhen's thick lips squirmed terribly, his round face was seriously deformed, and the knife mark that crossed his eyebrows looked quite strange and terrifying.

"Don't say yes?" Long Lin said lightly, "The demon beasts and the Killing Dao Demon Sect you encountered along the way didn't use knives, where did that knife mark on your forehead come from? Gan Xiaozhen's exercises are in the same vein as Yun Shuixi, and the Jin Dan is knotted in the upper dantian, so it is just right for you to take it away! That knife mark is just to cover up the blood hole in your eyebrows that has not yet healed, right? Did you hand it over to the demon man in Yangjing? Otherwise, the people of the Nebula Sect would be so easy to be caught?"

Gan Xiaozhen struggled on the ground and said, "Wronged, I'm Gan Xiaozhen!" I really don't know what you're talking about...

"Then I'm sorry!" Long Lin shook his head at Mao Chrysanthemum, "Chrysanthemum, dig out her soul platform!"

"Ahh Is she Gan Xiaozhen?"

"Senior Brother Rutie save me, I am Gan Xiaozhen!" Gan Xiaozhen on the ground screamed with tears streaming down her eyes.

"Yes, sir. Mao Juhua agreed indifferently, picked up a sword captured from the monk of the Fairy Sword Sect, and walked towards "Gan Xiaozhen" who was trembling on the ground.

"Slow down!" Long Bao has always regretted that he didn't try the power of his Locking God Flails on Mu Tianzhi, the villain who "sells yellow sand", and now that he has such an opportunity to do a test, of course he doesn't want to let it go. He had always been convinced of Long Lin's judgment, so he would never obstruct the interrogation.

Mao Juhua heard that he was going to try the performance of the Locking God Flails, and looked at Long Lin hesitantly. Seeing that Long Lin nodded in approval, she pinched the magic trick and released the black collar.

The chrysanthemum's collar was retracted and Long Bao's bracelet was thrown almost at the same time, and the lock god flail emitted a blood-rippling red light, and the dazzling rapid combination was reversed in the air at the same time, and it became bigger and bigger at the same time, and caught up with the "Gan Xiaozhen" who was running away quickly, Hu Wangcai exclaimed, "What a fast teleportation! How can this be Jindan...", and heard a clicking sound, and the lock god flail caught the "Gan Xiaozhen" who escaped in the air and only had a small black dot left, and returned after two or three breaths.

"This speed!" Long Bao was about to cheer loudly, suddenly everyone saw a flower, a large splendid galaxy suddenly appeared in front of them, the lock god flail, Gan Xiaozhen, all disappeared without a trace, they seemed to be suddenly thrown into the vast divine realm, facing the infinite magnificence of various planets, or extremely remote, or as if within reach; A gate condensed into a nebula was flowing with a water vortex-shaped silver man, suddenly opening a hole, gushing out countless purple smoke and mist, the stars were shattered and flashed and flickered, and the golden black and jade rabbit were floating in it... A blue-gray three-tiered lotus platform wrapped in a layer of brilliant runes, swirling away.

There was a cracking sound of "note", and everything was scattered without a trace, only the "Gan Xiaozhen" who fell from the air and was held by the lock god shackles, a blood hole appeared in the center of his eyebrows, and the blood flowed on his face, falling to the ground, and he was already out of breath. The black and white feather arrows shot into the distance, shooting the void into a hideous twist, and the sky in the distance was tinged with a strange blue-gray.

"It's amazing... Nebula escaped. Cui Rutie finally came back to his senses.

Long Lin withdrew the black and white sword and sighed, "I actually let her soul platform run away." He had suspected that the Terran Demon Cultivator was Zhong Buli, but at this time he overthrew it, the other party was clearly a god, and the cyan soul platform like a lotus throne had been condensed for a long time, and it could not be Zhong Buli in the early stage of the Yuan Infant.

"It must have been she who handed Yangjing over to the demon and took away the Nebula Escape Talisman used by Yangjing to save her life. Mao Juhua said.

"Brother Lin, how did you find out that there was something wrong with her?" asked Long Bao. He was still not satisfied with the performance of the Locking God Flail, and after retracting it to his wrist, he let Xue Dip Yi spit fire, burning Gan Xiaozhen's body. Everyone looked at the woman who had turned to ashes with mixed feelings.

"It didn't feel right at first. She was chased by demons, and the last blow always made me feel familiar, how sophisticated, sharp, and accurate was that? This is the level of the Great Perfection of the Yuan Infant; a monk's realm can be suppressed, but his skill cannot be hidden... She fell to the ground unconscious, I checked her spiritual root, and felt a vague mutation, but before I could carefully examine the sea of qi, she woke up. In short, her appearance was very abrupt, if in the melee with the demon beast, Yang Jing, who was originally four steps higher than her, was not able to get out, but she only suffered some minor injuries, which was also a little unbelievable. Do you remember, the first time we met her, she mentioned Yun Shuixi, but this time we talked about Dayinghai, she never said a word, and asked her vaguely, which is very abnormal..."

"Yes," Long Bao interjected, "I think her two strokes are very similar to the Lotus Slash of the Holy Lotus Sect, I saw Miss Zhen practice, and I begged her to teach me." Also, Lin Ruowan also used it before he died. ”

"No wonder!" Long Lin felt a bang in his head, "Is it possible that the ghosts in the sect and the human demon cultivators that Miss Lin said are the same person?"

"I don't know, there is no evidence, and people don't believe what we say. ”

"The eldest lord and the second master, I also felt that Miss Gan was not quite right all the way. Hu Wangcai also said, "How can a Terran monk be like her, who doesn't cultivate all day long? The eldest master and the second master are... That talent is extraordinary, but she also has to cultivate, doesn't she? The minion felt that she didn't want us to see her cultivation techniques. ”

"Why did she take such a big risk to follow us?" Mao Juhua asked, "Didn't she get Miss Zhen's body? Could it be that there is something more important than taking the house? By the way, did the arrow just now hurt her? I'm afraid that even if she can take it again, it will take hundreds of years to come out, right?"

"That's not necessarily," Hu Wangcai said, "The Stygian Clan's Sacrifice Technique is very powerful, and it is said to be derived from an ancient soul method. ”

"Cultivating souls?" everyone was confused.

Long Lin was thinking about Mao Chrysanthemum's question, his consciousness moved slightly, sensing the breath of a demon, and hurriedly asked everyone to be on guard, and sure enough, it didn't take long for a three-petal "light boat" in the shape of an emperor Xiu flower to carry fifteen or sixteen demons, and it was going down the river. These demons were all dressed in black shorts, their arms and thighs were covered with gray dense hair, and even their eyelashes were gray, and their eyes were gray and their skin was blue, and they all had expressionless faces and a vicious and obedient appearance.

"Ah, Witch Shadow Demon, Demon, Sect..." Hu Wangcai stammered a little.

"Shut up, bastard!" Mao Juhua scolded.

"That boat is good, won't they get dizzy on it?" Long Bao said enviously.

Long Lin released his blue and green two-layer spiritual power cover, covering everyone in the middle, except for Mao Chrysanthemum. Mao chrysanthemum is not afraid of poison and cold, which is clear to Long Lin.

The demon found them, and also saw the red stones and the corpses of the monks that were turned all over the river beach, and immediately shouted and pinched the magic trick, only to see that Long Lin's spiritual power cover was splashed with a kind of filthy ink and began to turn black and smelly, but after a few fluctuations in the soft and clear blue water pattern, this layer of black gas washed clean;

Mao Juhua hugged her arms and faced those demons, her golden eyes flashed with cold killing intent, and she didn't look like she was poisoned at all.

"Chrysanthemums are really cool!" Long Bao exclaimed.