Invincible, I didn't mean it

Yang Changyuan put down his teacup, lowered his eyes, and said with a heavy face:

"This is a long story, fellow Taoist, please allow me to elaborate! Yang

Chongxin cupped his hands and said:

"Fellow Taoist, please tell me, I have patience!"

With a sigh, Yang Changyuan talked about the changes in Linze County in the past year.

Starting a year ago, Linze County, which had been peaceful for many years, suddenly experienced the sudden death of many Qiling warriors, and the blood of the deceased was sucked dry. , died in a miserable state.

Before the panic could dissipate, a second-level foundation-building ancestor of a ninth-level sect died in his own mountain gate. The matter immediately escalated to an order of magnitude, directly alarming the Fushui Sect.

Within the Fushui Sect, except for the sect, In addition to the foundation-building monks, the total number of foundation-building monks from eighth-level and ninth-level sects in various places is less than fifty. The tragic death of a foundation-building monk naturally attracted the attention of the Shui Shui Sect. However, nothing has been found yet. Three more Foundation-Building monks died tragically, including a true disciple of the Fushui Sect!

The ancestor was furious and ordered that the murderer must be found out quickly.

Xiao Ye, the elder of the Fushui Sect's battle hall, united with the subordinate sects, and finally confirmed it after a month. The murderer was the Demon Cultivator Blood Demon, who set up an ambush and seriously injured him.

It turned out that this demon was injured by someone unknown, and after escaping to Linze County, he was no longer able to build a foundation, so he had to reach out to the Qiling Warrior until his injury improved slightly. , several Foundation-Building monks were poisoned by him again.

Shortly after being ambushed by the Fallen Water Sect, they were intercepted and killed by several Battle Hall monks, and finally fled in blood.

Xiao Ye concluded that his serious injuries were difficult to treat, and it was impossible to cause trouble again. Unexpectedly, In the next six months, demonic chaos broke out in the territory, and warriors were killed one after another. They died just like before, with all their blood drained from their bodies. The Shuishui Sect and its subordinate sects were running around, exhausted, but found that even the third-level ancestors could not suppress them. The situation is chaotic!

One or two foundation-building monks dare not leave the sect, otherwise they will be attacked and killed. If they travel to the third level, nothing will happen. For a while, the Shuihui Sect was caught in a dilemma!

Yang Chongxin heard what Yang Changyuan said He said, his heart tightened, his hair stood up, and he couldn't help but think:

"The blood demon died in my hands. It was absolutely dead. There was no way he could crawl out of the soil and suck blood and kill people, right?"

However, after thinking about it, what's the point of fear even if he crawls out? Looking back on the momentum that the Blood Demon erupted when he was surrounded and killed by the monks of the Fengshui Sect, Yang Chongxin was far from the current self. Yang Chongxin was not worried about him appearing in front of him!

Look! Looking at Yang Changyuan in front of him, he thought that the other party had not yet reached the key point:

"Fellow Daoist Yang, as a member of the righteous path, I also deeply hate demon cultivators, but the situation at hand……"

Yang Chongxin didn't finish his words, he meant, what does this have to do with me?

Yang Changyuan cheered up and said:

"Fellow Daoist Yang, there are very few foundation-building monks in this county, and they are all well known to everyone. When I saw fellow Taoist is an unfamiliar face today, I thought that this might be an opportunity to break the situation! Seeing that Yang Chongxin was listening quietly without speaking, he continued:

"I have previously asked the ancestors and leaders of our sect to ask for help from loose cultivators at home and abroad. The ancestor has agreed and promised that any cultivator who helps solve this demonic chaos will be greatly thanked!"

When Yang Chongxin heard this, he became interested:

"Fellow Daoist Yang, how much does it weigh?"

Yang Changyuan didn't react for a while when he heard the words. After a while, he suddenly said:

"Fellow Daoist Yang, our sect promises that those who provide accurate information about the demon cultivators will receive one hundred spirit stones. Those who assist in dealing with the demon cultivators will receive five hundred spirit stones regardless of success or failure. If the demon cultivators are killed..., each demon cultivator killed will be rewarded. If you practice, you can get 10,000 spiritual stones! After speaking

, he looked at Yang Chongxin expectantly:

"Fellow Daoist Yang, if you practice hard, this is a good opportunity!"

Yang Chongxin looked at the other party's expression and cursed in his heart:

"Unexpectedly, this guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes is also a big liar. He is obviously looking for cannon fodder, and he talks like a spiritual stone falling from the sky!"

For ordinary people, it is wisest to hide and not get involved at this time. However, for Yang Chongxin, it is really a good opportunity! He slapped the table and said righteously:

"It is our duty as monks to subjugate demons and save people from danger. I will leave the city right now and I will definitely catch these rats!"

I asked Yang Changyuan for news about the recent demon cultivator's appearance. In the midst of his praise, Yang Chongxin left Linze County. Yang Chongxin didn't know much about the Dahuang Cultivation World, so he couldn't confirm whether the blood demon could be resurrected, let alone this time. How many demon cultivators were involved in the demon chaos, but after hearing Yang Changyuan say that one or two foundations would be attacked if they were far away from the sect, he already had a plan.

That is, use himself as bait!

Yang Chongxin vaguely realized that his foundation The base tenth level is a bit strong. Even if the blood demon is seriously injured, he can break through the siege of four foundation-building monks. But if he faces the blood demon now, he is sure to kill him.

Leaving Linze County, Yang Chongxin decided to rush on something urgent. posture, and hurriedly walked into the distance.

After about a hundred miles, he felt a few spiritual consciousnesses carefully sweep over him, without stopping, and continued to move forward as if he hadn't noticed.

When he came to a low hill, Suddenly a ringtone came, as if there was an inexplicable attack attacking his soul. Yang Chongxin was in a trance for a moment, then he woke up immediately and his body stopped in place.

"He's been hit!"

A hoarse voice came, and then three monks in black rushed out from the ground more than ten feet away, and then a smelly blood cloud rushed toward Yang Chongxin. A bloody cone-shaped magic weapon was hidden in it, and the murderous intention was not revealed. Extremely ruthless.

Facing the attack of the Foundation Establishment cultivator for the first time, Yang Chongxin saw that the blood cloud covered a huge area, and he didn't know whether to hide or do anything. But then he thought about it, no matter what spell he used, he just had to deal with the person who cast the spell! In an instant, he activated his blood-killing technique, and ten drops of blood appeared in front of him. In an instant, they turned into ten light red flying swords, which flew in front of the two magic cultivators. Just when they thought they had a chance to win, they suddenly saw flying swords. The sword was in front of him, and he was so frightened that it was too late to hide. Ten flying swords were flying back and forth like butterflies in flowers. In one breath, they were tied into leaky skins. They were sprayed with blood and fell to the ground dead. The blood cloud and magical weapons that were attacking Yang Chongxin with great force also dissipated and fell!

"Impossible, you've been hit by the ecstasy bell……"

The demon cultivator, who had been concentrating on ringing the bell since his appearance, was shocked when he saw that the situation on the field had suddenly changed and his two companions had lost their lives in the blink of an eye.

Yang Chongxin looked at the demon cultivator who had deliberately let go before him, and softly uttered two words:

"Kneel down!"

It doesn't matter whether he kneels or not, but he wants to know some information about the demon cultivator, but he doesn't know what this person's character is, so he just tests it casually. If it's a weakling, that's the best. If he would rather die than surrender, then kill him directly. He has no ability to pry open other people's skin. Mouth!

"With a"pop" sound, the demon cultivator threw away the bell and knelt on the ground happily!

Yang Chongxin nodded, and when he met a wise man, he opened the door.

"Tell me, what's going on?"

"Lord, have mercy on me, Lord, have mercy on me……"

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