Seeing the cold-bloodedness and tyranny of Ling Yun's heart demon possession, Ling Yun danced with strange faces in the field at this moment, and everyone thought that his heart demon had not been eliminated, and they began to retreat.

What a golden lion king, what a dragon slaying knife, this devil is here, there is no hope at all.

It's still about saving your life!

As a result, except for Mingjiao and Wudang, all the other sects and martial arts masters in the field began to slowly retreat, wanting to secretly escape from this very dangerous and bloody place.

Ling Yun was still immersed in incomparable excitement, and while jumping, he thought, with so many reward points, I can spend half and save half of it, buy two bowls for dinner in the future, and throw one bowl after eating.

The more I thought about it, the happier I became, and I unconsciously began to hum a little song:

"I make money, I don't even know how to spend it.

I buy a Nokia with my left hand and a Motorola with my right hand. I Mobile Unicom PHS changes a phone number every day. I drove a BMW after sitting in a Mercedes, and I had nothing to do, take a sauna, and eat lobster. ”

Everyone heard the chaotic singing voice coming from Ling Yun's mouth, thinking that he had really gone mad and retreated faster.

I don't know who shouted:

"Run!"

This signal was like a stimulant injection for everyone, and everyone screamed, turned around, and fled down the mountain in a panic.

A master felt as if he was running too slowly, so he immediately threw down the machete weighing dozens of pounds in his hand, and ran down the mountain without looking back, obviously three points faster than when he was carrying the knife.

Seeing this, the rest of the people followed suit, and there was a sound of ping-pong, and the weapons left by the various sects disappeared in an instant.

Xiao Zhao was the closest, looking at Ling Yun's eyes with clarity, there was no trace of the demon in his heart, he was strange in his heart, looked at Yang Xiao and said:

"Yang Zuo, Childe, this doesn't look like a relapse of demons, but it's a bit like insanity!"

Yang Xiao and the others frowned and looked at Ling Yun, who was still dancing and singing, and they didn't know why.

"I make money, I make money, I just hire a nanny, one sweeps the floor, one cooks, and the other goes to be a wet nurse, and I hang Chinese paintings on the wall of the toilet, like an artist!"

Ling Yun completely fell into his own personal spiritual world, which perfectly interpreted the face of a poor bastard who suddenly became a local tyrant.

"Mowgli!"

Suddenly, there was a loud roar from the dungeon in the center of the square, it turned out that Xie Xun had been listening to the sound outside in the dungeon, but he didn't know the situation outside at the moment.

When he heard Xiao Zhao say that he might be insane, he suddenly thought of a move, so he used his internal strength, shouted loudly, and came out of the dungeon with a lion's roar, wanting to try to see if he could call Zhang Wuji, the son of the son who woke up.

Ling Yun was dancing and singing, because he had no luck to resist, his ears buzzed when he was shocked by this sudden shout, and he fell to the ground.

The rest of the people covered their ears and mobilized their internal forces to fight against it, but many of the sect members were still shocked by this loud roar and fell to the ground.

"I can't imagine that after many years, the lion king's internal force has become more and more vigorous and pure!"

Yang Xiao and Fan Yao glanced at each other with a look of surprise.

Looking at Ling Yun again, his face was painful at this time, and he sat up with his hands tightly covering his ears.

Ling Yun used his internal strength, and after a while, he expelled all the boredom in his chest from his body, stood up, grabbed his hair, looked at everyone embarrassedly, and said:

"I'm really sorry to make everyone worried, just now it was actually because my demons were all expelled from my heart, I was so happy in my heart, I didn't go crazy, and I didn't have insanity."

Seeing that Ling Yun was fine, Xiao Zhao was happy in his heart, and immediately ran to Ling Yun and threw himself at him.

Seeing this, Ling Yun opened his hands and prepared to greet Xiao Zhao with a smile on his face.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Zhao ran halfway, and suddenly remembered that although everyone in the Ming Sect already knew their relationship with Gongzi in this square, there were three old monks of the Wudang faction and the Shaolin faction standing next to them.

Xiao Zhao blushed suddenly, turned around, passed by Ling Yun, turned behind Ling Yun, blushed his cheeks, lowered his head and didn't dare to speak.

Only Ling Yun was left stupidly outstretched and stood in place, extremely embarrassed.

"Amitabha, thank you for the mercy of Sect Leader Zhang."

Seeing this, Shaolin Elder Du Er spoke out in time and found a step for Ling Yun.

When Ling Yun heard this, he immediately changed his outstretched hands into fists, saluted the three Shaolin elders, and replied:

"The kid was possessed by the demon before, and he was really forced to do so, so I ask the three elders to forgive me."

Ling Yun was full of apologies, and at the same time admired the Shaolin elder's righteousness of sacrificing his life in order to help him exorcise his demons.

"Once the heart demon is possessed, there is only endless killing intent left in his heart, and Sect Leader Zhang doesn't have to blame himself in his heart."

Shaolin Elder Du Er comforted Ling Yun in his mouth, paused and pointed to the dungeon in the middle of the square and said:

"Since Sect Leader Zhang has broken the Vajra Demon Circle of the three of us, the disposal of the Golden Retriever Lion King Xie Xun and the Dragon Slayer Treasure Knife now belongs to you."

Ah!

Ling Yun patted his head, he was only excited and happy, he actually forgot Zhang Wuji's stepfather, the Golden Retriever Lion King, and he had to thank him for the lion's roar just now, otherwise he might not know how long he would continue to sing.

So he hurriedly jumped in front of the dungeon, grabbed the iron fence that covered the ground, and with a little luck, lifted the iron fence from the ground with a click.

Ling Yun then jumped into the dungeon, and with a pop, the water splashed. It turned out that after a few hours of pouring rain, the dungeon was waist-high water, and half of Xie Xun's body was immersed in water.

Ling Yun was familiar with the plot and knew that the Shaolin Temple did not do anything out of the ordinary to Xie Xun, but Xie Xun felt guilty under the influence of the three Shaolin elders and voluntarily stayed in Shaolin to repent.

So without waiting for Xie Xun to speak, he grabbed his arm and was about to turn over.

As soon as Ling Yun got up, he felt that his hand suddenly sank, and he almost didn't catch it. So he used his true qi, strengthened his hand, jumped out of the dungeon, let go of Xie Xun's arm, and bowed down.

Xie Xun stood in place, stretched out his hand and touched Ling Yun's face, he was very comforted in his heart, he didn't expect that the naughty child back then has now become a top master in the martial arts, and he has also become the leader of the Ming Sect, and it stands to reason that he is now his subordinate.

Xie Xun sat down slowly and said to Ling Yun:

"For more than a month, I have listened to the three eminent monks chanting the Buddha every day in this dungeon, and listened to the morning bell and dusk drum coming from the temple under the mountain.

Looking back, your father-in-law has the blood of so many innocent people on his hands, and it is really impossible to redeem death. Alas, all kinds of evil are caused by iniquity, and I have done more than Cheng Kun. Good boy, leave me alone, go down the mountain yourself. ”