After transmigrating into a waste wood in the world of cultivating immortals, I bound the demon king

I just hope that the head of Qingyuan will not be tied down by emotions, so as not to fall into the trap of that old guy Dao Hong.

"Everyone, although I, Qingyuan, am a demon, have I ever done anything that would be sorry for you when I was the leader?"

His voice contained powerful spiritual power, as if it carried a magical power. When everyone heard the words, they subconsciously stopped their movements and looked at him intently.

The eyes of some disciples moved slightly and they took the opportunity to make a sneak attack. Upon seeing this, Luo Heng got up from the ground with a cold face and stopped the junior disciples from taking action.

"Brother, they are demons, why do you want to stop us?"

Luo Heng said coldly: "I am the team leader. You are not allowed to take action without my order."

This disciple is none other than Cheng Ping, who is a distant cousin to Cheng Mingxuan, so he is naturally on the side of True Lord Dao Hong.Dao Hong arranged for this person to be the deputy leader of his team, naturally to monitor him.

"Luo Heng, don't forget their current identities. Do you want to betray the sect?"

The Yunxiao Sword in Luo Heng's hand was pointed at Cheng Ping's neck, "If you are not convinced, you can give it a try. Which one is faster, your movements or the sword in my hand?"

The sword on his throat suddenly tightened, and there was a slight chill on his neck, accompanied by pain. Cheng Ping was so angry that he smiled and gritted his teeth and said: "Well, Luo Heng, I will remember you!"

Luo Heng sheathed his sword and turned his head disapprovingly, so angry that Cheng Ping's face almost turned into a pufferfish.

All the disciples looked hesitant. What he said was true. During Qingyuan's tenure, Zixia Sect had the best reputation. However, when all the disciples saw Dao Hong's face turn ashen, they were frightened and hurriedly Lower your head.

Several elders looked a little ashamed when they heard this and said: "Qingyuan, I have to admit that you did a good job during your tenure, but demons are demons. How can our human sect allow a demon to be the leader? This makes other people What do the major sects think of us, what do the monks in the world think of us?"

With this elder as the starting point, others became bolder.

"Everyone, I know your concerns. I am not here to compete for the position of leader, but to show you Dao Hong's ambition."

As he said this, he raised his hand and threw a picture stone. What was shown in the scene was the day when Qingyuan's identity was exposed.

Facing these compatriots in the past, Qingyuan couldn't bear to confront them with swords. It would be best if he could directly convince them through evidence.

Dao Hong felt something was wrong, so he secretly waved his sleeves and shot out spiritual energy towards the shadow stone.

Qingyuan had been wary of him for a long time and neutralized his attack with one palm.

"Get up!"

Qingyuan muttered silently and reinforced a formation around Dao Hong. It turned out that he had set up a sub-formation here at the beginning. When Dao Hong took action, the leader of Qingyuan activated the formation.

Yang Fan gritted his teeth and said: "This old thief Dao Hong is really despicable and shameless. Fortunately, the master has been prepared for it."

"Damn it, old man Qingyuan, let me go!" Dao Hong brewed purple thunder in his palm and hit the barrier. Unexpectedly, the spiritual power bounced back.

"Dao Hong, if you are not guilty, why did you destroy the image stone?"

There were many monks watching the fun in the crowd, and it was the monks at the foot of the mountain who spoke.

None of them wanted a war to start. The first people to be affected by a war would be ordinary people like them. Instead of starting a war with countless casualties, it would be better to solve the source problem.

Dao Hong's face became more and more gloomy as he watched the images on the photo stone emerge bit by bit.On the screen, Qing Yuan was seen retreating in a secret room, and Dao Hong sent his disciple away to discuss important matters.

Leng Qingning was also curious about what happened and looked at the photo stone.

The disciples opened their eyes in disbelief. They discovered that Dao Hong was performing evil magic. He was surrounded by black energy, absorbing the spiritual power of the disciples around him, turning the disciples into living puppets, driving these puppets to fight, and then Everything that happened was known to them.

The elders who spoke for Dao Hong all had their faces flushed, and they felt a little resentful of Dao Hong, but what if they were all on the human side?

"What kind of evil magic is this that can turn people into puppets?"

Someone in the crowd was suddenly shocked. It turned out that the picture on the photo stone changed. Dao Hong was defeated by Qing Yuan and actually drained the spiritual energy of the disciples guarding the door and turned them into controllable puppets.

When Leng Qingning saw these puppets, her expression suddenly changed. She had seen this weird puppet technique in the secret realm before, but the people in the secret realm were obviously not as good as Dao Hong. They were half-assed monks who fell into the trap. It will take 20 years to become a puppet.

The monks near the sect took the opportunity to quietly send messages to the Immortal Cultivation Family or other sects.

"Xiao Qingning, have you ever seen this sorcery?" Ye Qingzhu asked, seeing that she looked wrong.

Leng Qingning didn't mean to hide it from others, and said: "I once entered a secret room by mistake in a secret realm, and there was a puppet in it. At that time, his lower body had been completely transformed into a puppet, and only the upper body was still a normal human being. It seems that those who have been hit by this spell can only watch themselves die. This kind of evil spell is very cruel."

Everyone else heard her conversation. Luo Heng's eyes were complicated and tangled when he heard the words, thinking of the instructions his master gave him before he disappeared.

"Remember not to get too close to Dao Hong, Heng'er. I know that you have a simple mind and an upright temperament. If one day I still don't return, please leave the Zixia Sect."

Luo Heng felt a mixture of emotions for a moment: Could it be that master knew something was wrong with Uncle Dao Hong a long time ago?
His shoulders suddenly sank, and he saw Fu Qing's eyes looking at him with concern, presumably because he saw something wrong with his face.

"Fu Qing, no matter what I do, do you still believe me?"

Fu Qing looked at him seriously first, then showed his white teeth and smiled and patted him: "You are my good brother. If I don't believe you, who do you believe?"

Even if they want to betray the sect, their good brothers must stay together. The moment Dao Hong took over the sect, he had enough.

At this time, I don’t know who said, "Oh my god, how cruel is this? True Lord Dao Hong is such a person."

All the disciples of Zixia Sect looked at him with strange eyes.

"It's true that you are deceiving everyone with your evil words. I will do justice for heaven today, except for you monsters!" The formation that surrounded him was finally overwhelmed, showing the slightest crack.

"click~"

The silver light shattered like pieces of glass, falling into countless fragments. The barrier around Dao Hong's body shattered, and the image stone was held in his palm and turned into powder.

Dao Hong's veins were bulging, his eyes were red, his robes were fluttering, and his aura erupted. The low-cultivation disciples present immediately vomited blood, their legs became weak, and traces of blood oozed from their skin.

"That's enough, old man Qingyuan, you are indeed very capable, you actually used such a dirty trick to trick me, come here, take down all these thieves!"

"Luo Heng, what are you still doing? Come on!"

Luo Heng looked at the head of Qingyuan with a pale face, pursed his lips, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and his cold handsome face showed a look of pain due to the pressure.