Back at the broken temple, Master Wang had already recovered from the ecstasy array just now.

When he was frightened and at a loss, when he saw Jiang Yin coming back, Master Wang seemed to have seen a life-saving straw.

Ran forward in three steps and two steps, and asked with palpitations: "Immortal Master, what was that just now, and what about my brother, and that Taoist priest?" ”

Jiang Yin heard him ask about Wang 10 billion, and felt that it was still necessary to explain to him.

"Your brother thought that he was led by hundreds of yin spirits, and he was no longer human, so he was killed by me along with those yin spirits."

"As for that Taoist priest, he had already run away when he was trying to trap us in the Ecstasy Array just now."

"Ran away?"

Hearing Jiang Yin say that the Taoist priest had run away, Master Wang even forgot about his younger brother, because in his opinion, if that person ran away, sooner or later his Wang family would have to have an accident.

The corners of Jiang Yin's mouth raised slightly, and he shook the straw man in his hand at him and said, "Don't worry, this person must die." ”

Hearing Jiang Yin's undoubted voice, he had already seen the cold color on Jiang Yin's face, and Master Wang was secretly surprised.

Fortunately, the Wang family found such a powerful person, otherwise I am afraid that his whole family would not know how to die.

When he goes back, he must reward the few subordinates who invited Jiang Yin.

While thinking about it, I saw that Jiang Yin had already come to the altar.

With a wave of his hand, he swept all the things on the table away, and then laid the straw man flat on the table.

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, as if he had made up his mind before suddenly opening them.

"Five Visceral Darkness!"

"Green Dragon and White Tiger!"

"There are many battles!"

"Suzaku Xuanwu!"

"The shape of the guard!"

"Haste as the law!"

As the words fell, Jiang Yinjian pointed out, only to see the straw man on the table actually stand upright.

Jiang Yin took out a golden needle from his arms, and sighed softly: "If you can't keep the Dao heart, you will be an ordinary person honestly in the next life!" ”

With that, he thrust the golden needle through the top of the straw man's head.

On the other side, the fleeing Taoist priest was running wildly all the way, even if he was injured internally, his face was pale at the moment, and he still didn't dare to stop.

He had been careful enough, and had set up an ecstasy array in advance in the broken temple, so that if it was an ordinary monk, he could easily kill him when he was trapped with the ecstasy array.

What he never expected was that the young man would understand the Golden Light Talisman Spell, and he reacted extremely quickly, making him miss.

He escaped in a panic and only a few breaths before the formation was broken, and he also knew that the young man would definitely not let him go.

Because of a person like him, it can be said that in the monastic world, everyone can be punished by it.

Just as he climbed over a hill and looked at the sky that had turned up the belly of the fish, he wiped the beads of sweat on his head.

Suddenly, he felt that his main soul was inserted from the Heavenly Spirit Cover by a giant sword, straight into his abdomen.

In just an instant, the Taoist priest lost his life, and fell straight down under the bleeding of the seven holes.

Jiang Yin saw the straw man falling, and the expression on his face was a little solemn, after all, he killed a person.

With another soft sigh, Jiang Yin put away the golden needle and carefully put it into his arms.

This is the most precious gift given to him by the Master, a birthday gift given to him on his third birthday.

There are a total of one hundred and eight golden needles, which are magic weapons created by adding their own essence and blood.

Before he descended the mountain, the golden needle had always been enshrined on the shrine of the sect, and every day the master would personally recite a mantra for him to bless.

It wasn't until he came down the mountain at the age of eighteen that the master solemnly handed it over to him, saying that this golden needle had become a high-grade magic weapon over the years.

Because the golden needle fuses its own essence and blood, as its realm improves, the more merit you obtain, the power of the golden needle will also increase.

So far, Jiang Yin used the golden needle for the first time, but he didn't expect it to kill someone.

Fortunately, feeling that he had received a faint amount of merit, Jiang Yin's mood gradually improved, indicating that he had not done anything wrong.

"Immortal Master, this, so that you can kill that Taoist priest?"

Master Wang on the side saw Jiang Yin receiving the needle, and asked a little uneasily.

Jiang Yin turned his head to him and said, "This is called the Thousand Miles Soul Chasing Technique, with my current ability, I only need one needle within three hundred miles." ”

Hearing this, Master Wang couldn't help but tremble, the past two days have subverted all his previous cognitions.

At the same time, I also have a deep understanding, don't mess with Xuanhuang Shi if you provoke anyone, otherwise you don't know how you really died.

Snowy night on the outskirts of the city!

Qingwu Mountain, Xuanyue Sect!

"The elders have been summoned because something happened just now."

The person who spoke was the first, and it was the sect leader of the Xuanyue Sect, Si Wuyan.

Hearing Si Wuya's words, more than ten people sat down and looked at him together, waiting for his next step.

Si Wuya's face was a little solemn, and he slowly spoke: "Two days ago, the Wang family of Huaishu Village came to invite a senior inner disciple of our sect, who has been in the sect for decades, and is about to step into a Xuan-level exorcist master. ”

"But just now, his life card was shattered."

Hearing his words, everyone looked at each other, and their faces were a little ugly.

Although this is not the first time this kind of thing has happened, it is the first time that such a thing has happened in a neighboring sect.

This is not just as simple as losing a disciple, it is completely a slap in the face of their sect.

At this time, Great Elder Zhao Wei stood up and said in a deep voice: "This matter is related to the reputation of the sect, and the situation must be ascertained as soon as possible. Whether it is a ghost or a demon, it must be killed as soon as possible to authentically power. ”

Hearing this, all the elders nodded in agreement.

Si Wuya stood up and spoke with a gloomy face.

"What the Great Elder said is right, you act calmly, this matter will be handed over to you, and send someone to find out the situation as soon as possible."

"Yes!"

As the Great Elder received the order to leave, the others also left the main hall one after another.

Zhao Yi returned to his residence, took out a piece of yellow paper, and drew a talisman against the yellow paper while reciting words in his mouth.

At the end of the day, he folded the yellow paper into the shape of a paper crane.

When he came to the window and opened the window, the paper crane actually instigated its wings to fly out, and after flying a few feet, it gradually faded and disappeared.

Snowy Night City, no inn!

A middle-aged man was drinking and eating meat alone, when suddenly a paper crane slowly appeared in front of his eyes.

The man was obviously used to this situation, and his face did not change much, and he lazily put down the wine glass and reached out to take the paper crane.

After dismantling the crane, he pinched the trick with one hand, recited a mantra in his mouth, and pointed to the sword and pointed it on the yellow paper.

This is a common way for cultivators to transmit messages, and they only need to know the other person's recipes and mantras to get a glimpse of the contents of the letters.

The content of the letter can be the words written in cinnabar ink or the voice of the messenger.

The middle-aged man was Hou Ming, a disciple of the Great Elder of the Xuanyue Sect, and after he finished everything, Zhao Wei's voice came into his ears.

After listening to the Great Elder's instructions, Hou Ming picked up the wine jug and drank the wine in the jug directly to his mouth.

"Smack!"

He placed the flask heavily on the table, and then got up and walked to the southern suburbs outside the city.

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