The demons that Lian Yin heard were not demons and monsters, but demon cultivators and demon cultivators.

Usually, these two types of practitioners are not put on a par, but there are always special times.

For example, the demon cultivator and the demon cultivator are going to join forces.

This news is not good news for the orthodox Immortal Cultivation Sect.

Whether it is a demon cultivator or a demon cultivator, he has always been hated by the orthodox immortal cultivation faction, and he deviates from the right path with them, and most of his cultivation methods are ruthless and vicious.

Moreover, they have always paid attention to doing what they want, and they don't care about anything else, and they are incompatible with the decent monks, and there are many massacres that happen.

If they really join forces, then the righteous path may not be able to set off some kind of big waves.

It is the exchange of news that several prestigious immortal cultivation sects are in a hurry, how to stop the alliance between demon cultivators and demon cultivators.

After hearing it, he didn't continue to listen to it.

Since several major immortal cultivators were already thinking of countermeasures, there was no need for her to worry about it.

After staying overnight, she left the inn again and walked around the bustle of the town.

The same town is a water town, the river extends in all directions, Lianyin walked along the river, unconsciously away from the most prosperous area, and gradually reached the edge of the town.

Looking at the stone path out of town, she turned again, intending to return to the center of the town, but as soon as she turned around, she saw a golden light shoot out from the crack in the closed window of a house, followed by a black light, mixed with a trace of evil purple qi.

Lian Yin was stunned for a moment, stopped his steps, and looked up at the house where two rays of light burst out one after another.

It turned out to be an inn, and that room happened to be a room on the second floor of the inn.

This inn is so remote, but it is very suitable for fighting or something, Lian Yin thought so, and with a little foot, he flew down on the eaves of the house next to the inn.

She was standing in front of the room on the second floor, and she closed her eyes and breathed in a breath that wanted to feel what was going on.

But alas, she couldn't sense anything.

However, this made her realize in an instant, there must be an enchantment in the room, otherwise the black light that flew out should also attract the monks in the town.

Lian Yin was not a nosy person, but that black mang was obviously not a righteous immortal cultivator, so she had to be curious.

Do whatever she wants, she quickly flew to the window of the room on the second floor, raised her finger and pierced the window paper, before she could take a look, another black light jumped out of the hole in the window paper, fortunately she was alert, and quickly dodged to avoid it, otherwise she would be stabbed by the black light.

But after having this black light, she simply didn't sneak a look, and directly slapped the window with one palm, and directly smashed the window roughly.

The people in the room were stunned because the windows were suddenly shattered, but the enchantment was spread, and the windows of the five horses did not hurt the people inside.

Lian Yin stood outside the window, looking straight at the two people fighting in the room.

A young woman in purple clothes and black hair, and a small monk in a pale robe.

The purple-clothed and black-haired woman was the first to come back to her senses, her eyes narrowed, and she sneered at the little monk opposite: "Still moving rescuers? The little bald donkey, full of Amitabha, is nothing more than that. ”

was called a bald donkey by the other party, and the young and young monk was not angry, but looked at the woman in purple and said: "Amitabha, female donor, you have a relationship with the Buddha, why don't you put down the butcher knife and enter the Buddha with me." My Buddha is merciful, and I will be the benefactor of the ferrywoman. ”

"Fart!" The woman in purple raised her willow eyebrows.

Lian Yin looked at the current situation, and felt for a moment that he shouldn't have smashed the window.