showdown!I dominate the world of immortality by eating melons

But now, his head is covered with "truth charms", which only means that every word he says is truer than pearls!

"What now? Where did that thing go?"

"I am not sure!"

"Very well, next question. What is your purpose? You used Senior Sister Murong to forcefully open the door to the Wuxin Secret Realm at an unusual time. What exactly do you want to do?"

When asking this question, Lin Wan thought of another point worth pondering, which was her previous negligence——

Murong Huan, who has a golden elixir cultivation level, can easily open the legendary unintentional secret realm that is so shocking by forcefully using monsters?

That's too simple, right?

If any Jindan cultivator can do it, why would a gentleman like Zhengren use such a trick and deliberately set up a situation for them to jump down?

With his behavior that treats human life as nothing, if he just casually calls a cannon fodder disciple, such as Chen Fan, wouldn't that be the end of it? What are you doing with so much hatred?

Moreover, this only shows that Wuxin Secret Realm is not powerful! However, this seemed to be very different from the atmosphere she heard outside!

Such a secret realm, which is said to allow monks to escape a narrow escape, is only opened once in five hundred years. It doesn't sound mysterious at all when people can just come and go at will!

Have you ever considered where to put its old face?

Everyone's eyes were fixed on Mr. Zhengren, and they saw that the corner of his lips curved into a contemptuous arc, and he actually chose to remain silent and kept silent.

Lin Wan opened her eyes wide.

Is this okay?

That's right, if he doesn't speak, he won't be able to tell lies and he won't be punished!

We have to find a way to pry his mouth open! A person like him certainly cannot possess a willpower as strong as steel...

Lin Wan thought to herself, hooked her fingers and called the little tiger cub over.

"Zai Zai, can your stomach handle eating raw food?"

The little tiger cub was stunned for a moment, then understood and replied: "Ouch~ (We are a tiger that has escaped from vulgar taste! We don't eat raw food! However, we don't mind teaching everyone how to make meat buns here!)"

The monks present only heard the tiger cub howling, and some of them didn't understand what it meant.

However, most of the disciples with the Spiritual Root of Words took a breath of air, and the beast tamer Jiang Yuehan couldn't help but hissed after hearing these words.

Gentleman Zhengren seemed to understand. He raised his eyebrows and suddenly said: "Lin Wan, if you dare to touch a hair on my head today, I will lead all the disciples of Shifang Palace to kill your Qinglong Sect tomorrow! I will crush you to pieces." Ash!"

He is anxious, he is anxious! He has even started to say cruel things!

"Brother, you really think too much. I advise you to think about how to own your 'tomorrow' first!"

Lin Wan grinned, stretched out her hand, and the little tiger cub was very obedient. It quickly rushed to Zhengren Junzi's feet and climbed onto his shoulders in two or two times.

The disciples of Shifang Hall looked at each other in disbelief. Seeing their leader being so humiliated, they really couldn't hold it back.

However, the opponent's strength was unfathomable, and they did not dare to act rashly. Until this moment, they finally couldn't stand it any longer, and they started talking and whispering to each other.

"The leader is already like this, what should we do?"

"Yeah, the ones on the opposite side look super strong, why don't we defect before the battle?"

"Is this possible? What if the leader wants to cause trouble for us in the future?" "Look at this situation, it is already an absolutely crushing situation. If they know what the leader is about to do, they can leave him alone. Is there a way out? I'm worried!"

"Since the leader refuses to say anything, then if we say it for him, even if we have done something good by surrendering, the other party shouldn't kill us all, right?"

Gentleman Zhengren has excellent ears. A tiger lying on his shoulder and drooling is already scary enough. Add in the whispers of those traitors. At this moment, the little tiger cub licked his face, and his mood suddenly changed. It's a bit broken.

"Okay, I say!"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was suddenly a strange movement outside, like countless reptiles suddenly appearing. The sparse noises they made while walking on the beams made people instantly get goosebumps.

"No, it's a puppet! The demon cultivator is here!"

Everyone immediately pulled out their swords and stood ready!

Lin Wan sighed secretly in her heart.

They still wasted too much time, and now the most critical question was not asked. The magic cultivator suddenly came to disrupt the situation, and I am afraid that this honest gentleman will take advantage of the loophole!

Sure enough, at the next moment, the gentleman Zhengren said confidently: "Miss Lin Wan, now is the time when we are facing the demonic cultivators and we need to share our hatred! Please put aside your petty grudges and work with me, Shifangdian, to eliminate demons and defend the way!"

"As for other things, I will give you a satisfactory explanation after we all leave here smoothly!"

It seems that, at least at this moment, his determination to join forces with her to get rid of the demon cultivator is real, so the punishment mechanism of the "Truth Talisman" has not been triggered.

It was too late, but soon, countless black puppets were like giant spiders, making various weird and disgusting postures on the cave wall, swooping towards them!

Lin Wan could only tear off the talisman from Mr. Zhengren first, and had to fight side by side with him.

At that moment, a puppet rushed in front of Lin Wan and almost bit her arm.

Fortunately, at this time, Mr. Zhengren, who had regained his strength, seemed to want to win back the game, and then he helped Lin Wan solve the trouble in front of him.

Seeing the puppets gathering from all directions and surrounding them, Mr. Zhengren began to give orders: "Arrange the formation!"

The formation he was talking about was the defensive sword formation of Shifang Palace, which could be defended or attacked.

But before he finished speaking, several disciples had no time to resist and were pulled into it by the puppets.

Only their heart-rending screams were heard, mixed with the sound of bones being crushed, and soon all signs of life were lost!

When he opened his eyes again, he had turned into a terrifying puppet with no arms or legs and no sense of autonomy, but he kept moving forward!

"what--"

Seeing his former classmate suddenly become like this, Chen Fan turned pale and unconsciously hugged Jiang Yuehan's leg.

When he looked up, he found that the sick man looked ten times weaker than himself and was no longer someone he could rely on. He quickly turned around and hugged Shen Yanchuan's thigh.

Shen Yanchuan raised his eyebrows slightly, and Chen Fan quickly looked at Tiger Dalang again, finding that the smiling tiger was even more terrifying, and finally hugged the little bear cub tightly.

Little Bear Cub: I told you I don’t want to lend you my shoulder anymore! Don't wipe your nose and tears on my belly casually!

The next moment, the melee started. Before Chen Fan could even cry, his whole body was lifted upside down by a puppet by his hair!