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Chapter 58 Close the Door and Release the Villains (58): Huizong
"I don't care who you are."

The black-robed man didn't take Zuo Shi's words to heart at all, and because of this, Zuo Shi became more and more sure that the other party was just an ignorant and self-righteous fool.

"Arrogance." Zuo Shi narrowed his eyes, and as soon as he turned the Zixiao in his hand, he wanted to meet this guy who didn't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth.

Before she could utter a single syllable from her flute, she was stopped by Ling Huaizi who had returned.

Standing in front of the three monster clans, Linghuaizi and the black-robed man looked at each other: "I'm afraid the Seven Gods Crossbow cannot be handed over to Your Excellency. The Monster Race has no intention of making enemies with you, and I hope you will not make things difficult for us."

Your Mightiness?

The left envoy behind Linghuaizi was stunned, not understanding why he should be so respectful to such an unknown person.

"I didn't come to discuss with you."

The old voice was like a dilapidated old windmill, which made people feel uncomfortable. The man in black robe clenched his hands tightly, and a strong demonic energy gathered around him, condensing into a black vortex.

The overwhelming coercion suddenly appeared, causing the two envoys on the left and right to feel an irresistible sense of surrender, and Qing Nightmare slapped her whole body on the ground, unable to move.

"He is a demon cultivator? Such a strong demonic energy!" Zuo Shi frowned his slender willow leaf eyebrows, feeling uneasy in his heart, "I can't see his cultivation base."

It was because she couldn't see the other party's cultivation that she didn't pay attention to him just now. She only thought that the other party used a magic weapon to shield others from detecting his cultivation. Now it seems that this demon's cultivation is far behind theirs. superior.

"This person is at the Mahayana stage." Ling Huaizi replied, and a water bow appeared in his left hand.

"Mahayana stage? Impossible!" There are only a few old monsters in the Mahayana stage of the Demon Race, who is not famous?But the person in front of him had never heard of it.

But seeing that Ling Huaizi even took out his natal magic weapon, he had to believe that the man in black was very strong.

"You guys go first, I'll hold you back..."

"Want to leave? Where are you going?" Interrupting Ling Huaizi, the man in black robe had a thought, and Shiliting was shrouded in a bloody barrier, "No one is allowed to leave."

After finishing speaking, the demon figure flashed, rushed to Ling Huaizi, and hit him on the chest with a palm. Ling Huaizi was knocked away before he could see the opponent's movements clearly.

"This..." Ling Huaizi had no strength to resist?

The woman in orange retreated subconsciously, trying to avoid the attention of the demons, but the other party was heading for the Seven Gods Crossbow in her hand.

"Hand over the Seven God Crossbow." The black-robed man didn't move forward, he raised his hand to hold Zuoshi's neck in the air.

In the face of absolute strength, any fluke is superfluous. The woman's eyes turned white after being pinched, and she exhausted her supernatural power to take the Seven Gods Crossbow in the mustard space.

The colorful bow gradually revealed in the air, flying towards the man in black robe.

But the man who got the Seven God Crossbow didn't let them go just like that, he slightly squeezed his five fingers and twisted Zuo Shi's neck.

The woman who was still kicking her feet and waving her hands hung down her limbs like an eggplant beaten by Shuang.

Throwing away the woman's body, the black-robed man turned his head to look at the other three. There was no trace of them, leaving only an invisible pit on the ground.

After the woman fell to the ground, her body turned into a tiger with interlaced yellow and black animal patterns.

As the breeze passed by, Zuo Shi's corpse turned into a light spot of light and dissipated with the wind.

"Master?" A head protruded from under the peach blossom tree in the distance, and the corner of the white clothes was looming, "Have you got the Seven God Crossbow?"

"got it."

Taking off the mask on his face and turning around, the voice of the man in black robe returned to a deep and magnetic voice, and he walked towards the peach blossom tree where the young man in white was.

"Let's go, you shouldn't stay here for long."

"Well, good master!"

Unexpectedly, being enchanted at the beginning actually helped him break through the Mahayana period.

In terms of the most disgusting and fearsome existence in this comprehension world, it must be the demon cultivator. The demon energy is naturally domineering and powerful. Even if Ling Huaizi is about to transform into a dragon, he cannot be the opponent of the demon cultivator in the transformation stage, let alone the Mahayana stage.

Tang family.

The lights are bright, and the small road paved with bluestone slabs is full of people coming and going, and the whole mansion is very busy.

Leyang Jun and Patriarch Tang were the most seriously injured, and finally Tang's elders took them to the front yard to heal their injuries together.

The two were placed in the center of the hall, and several elders sat around. They stretched their hands and fingers spread out, and the spiritual energy formed a clockwise circulation among the elders, and then separated a few strands of soft spiritual energy to continuously melt into Mr. Leyang And in the body of Patriarch Tang.

Tang family disciples and Ling Yunzong disciples waited nervously aside, staring at the few people surrounded by spiritual energy, praying anxiously for the result.

As time passed, the disciples standing around seemed to forget their fatigue.

Until dawn broke in the sky, Jun Leyang's face suddenly turned blue in the center of the aura, and his whole body trembled violently.

"Stop now!"

Patriarch Tang took a break from his meditation, a burst of spiritual energy popped out to interrupt the surrounding spiritual energy, and caught the fallen Lord Leyang.

Once the spiritual power was cut off, Leyang Jun's body no longer twitched, but was pale and almost transparent.

"Patriarch." The elders were startled by Patriarch Tang's voice, and immediately changed their positions and knelt down on one knee.

"Mr. Leyang's veins are all ruined, and he can't bear your aura." With a sigh of relief, Patriarch Tang calmed down.

He wasn't angry, but worried that these guys would mess around and kill the disciple of Immortal Canglan.

"It was our negligence, please punish the Patriarch."

"Okay, what's the punishment?" Waving his hands, Patriarch Tang supported Leyang Jun's hand and secretly channeled his spiritual energy, "Everyone of the Lingyun Sect, get ready, and leave immediately to return to the Lingyun Sect, I will accompany you."

Leyang Jun was seriously injured, and it would be best to go back to Lingyunzong for treatment, but it would be risky for Lingyunzong disciples to return to the sect alone. Secondly, he also had to go to Lingyunzong to meet Zuo Yizhi in person about the matter of the Seven God Crossbow.

"Let's arrange it now." Tang's parents and elders stepped back together.

After half an hour.

The disciples of the Tang family appeared in the front yard with several horse-drawn carriages pulled by heavenly horses. The disciples of the Lingyun Sect got into the carriages one by one, and the head of the Tang family and Mr. Leyang were in the same carriage.

After everyone got into the carriage, the Tianma neighed and pulled the wooden cart steadily into the sky.

The Lingyun Sect disciples in the carriage sat on the soft cushions, raised the curtains and looked down curiously, but quickly lowered the curtains, every carriage was quiet, no one spoke.

Tian Yuan sat next to He Jinchuan, and no one cared who he was. Simu squatted on He Jinchuan's lap and looked at the people in the same carriage.

The Fengdu City demon tribe's seizure of the Seven God Crossbow happened so suddenly. From the beginning when Lord Leyang confronted Patriarch Tang until Patriarch Tang sent them back to the sect, Simu was still a little overwhelmed.

The heart that had been shaken many times became even heavier, especially when I felt the temperature from the villain.

Before staying with the protagonist, they were mainly engaged in the task of blocking the knife. I have never felt so deeply that everyone around them is flesh and blood, and they are truly living in this world.

Jun Yun's generosity and selflessness, the style of a gentleman; Jun Leyang's indifference, seeing death as home; the head of the Tang family, although he doesn't like Jun Leyang, still thinks of Jun Leyang as an elder; Yuan Shou, as a senior brother, cares about his juniors... …

In order to protect Mr. Leyang, the disciples of Zuofeng Mountain who pumped out their aura regardless of his own comfort, all sat beside him alive...

These people should not just be cannon fodder and stepping stones for the protagonist.

Looking at the disciples of Zuofeng Mountain in front of them, they all looked tired, but they still cheered up. There was lingering worry in their eyes, and they would take the initiative to take out the pills in their hands and pass them to their companions.

They are not the intrigue, selfishness, exclusion of the weak, and jealousy of other people's talents seen from the perspective of the protagonist. They are just young people who wholeheartedly listen to the teachings of the sect, and are full of ambitions to eliminate demons and defend Taoism.

That cosmos bag...

Jun Yun's accident must be caused by the protagonist, she has long thought that there is something wrong with the protagonist.

Simu licked his fangs with his tongue, turned his gaze away from Ling Yunzong's disciples, and his eyes fell on Tian Yuan who was beside him.

Both Tianyuan and Canyue are by the villain's side, although they can't compare to the speed with which the protagonist gets the golden finger, self-protection shouldn't be a problem, right?

(End of this chapter)