The scoundrel became the pet of the master's group

He raised his eyes one after another and scanned the hall.

It was not only the head of Cangwu who had a sudden change in expression, but also several Nascent Souls from the Cangwu Sect, as well as several venerables from other sects.

It seems that this person is not young, and there are quite a lot of people who know this sword.

There are also many like him who don't know.

At this time, everyone was attracted by Qin Shi's seemingly light but powerful aura, and they all turned their eyes to the sword stuck on the ground, and then to the head of Cangwu, eagerly urging: "This sinful person is who?!"

Many Nascent Soul cultivators lost their lovers and lovers in the large-scale attack, and many sects even lost a large number of elite disciples. At this time, no one wanted to catch the real culprit and cut him into pieces to vent their hatred.

Sect Master Cangwu took several deep breaths, and then hurriedly told an old incident hundreds of years ago under the angry and questioning eyes of everyone.

The Cangwu Sect was once at its peak, and there were many orthodox traditions passed on for thousands of years. Among them, one lineage of disciples studied organ Yanshu.

Hundreds of years ago, the head of Jiqiaotang was named Zhang Jun'an. Because of disagreement with several hallmasters in the sect, he left in anger and led the disciples of Jiqiaotang to set up his own school.

"Why do you disagree, Daoist Brother Cangwu, what are you doing hiding at this time?" All sects suffered heavy casualties in Cangwu Sect, and many Yuanying Venerables were angry at the head of Cangwu Sect at this time, and their tone was not kind.

"Zhang Jun'an and Cangwu Taoist brother competed for the position of master, and lost, so they took away a group of disciples and re-established a sect."

It is exactly the same as the entanglement between Hongshan faction and Tianhong faction.

The Yuan Ying who knew what happened back then continued: "Brother Cangwu has been brooding over this matter, and then he found an excuse and led his disciples to slaughter Zhang Jun'an's sect."

He sneered and laughed: "Brother Cangwu thought he would kill them all, but he didn't know that there were still fish that slipped through the net. Now others have come back to seek revenge from the Cangwu Sect."

When this incident happened, the generation of Juechen Daojun had not yet been born, and Cangwu's sect leader had done absolutely nothing, so only those who were already Nascent Souls at that time knew about it.

It is not uncommon to set up your own family in the Nine Heavens Realm, and it happens from time to time in summer.

The two factions are incompatible with each other, so it is rare to hear of those who slaughtered the whole family.

With such deep hatred, it is no wonder that the person who didn't know whether it was Zhang Jun'an himself or his disciple, endured for hundreds of years, and finally waited for today's opportunity after deliberate deliberation.

They sighed silently one after another.Revenge for injustice and revenge for injustice, can't you go to Cangwu sect if you have something to do?

Another mad critic because of hatred and madness, tens of thousands of monks were innocently killed by him.

Everyone stared at the sect master Cang Wu with sharp eyes like knives, sweating all over his body.

Several Nascent Souls sent by Cangwu could not stop apologizing to all fellow Taoists: They must find Zhang Jun'an and give an explanation to the entire Yantian Realm.

"Master! The master is not good!" At this time, a disciple of Cangwu stumbled into the hall with an extremely anxious expression on his face.

"Shouting and shouting are so decent!" Cangwu's head master held back his anger, and could only lash out at his disciples, "What's the matter, tell me!"

"Seal, seal," Cang Wu disciple was out of breath, "The seal is broken, I don't know how long it can last!"

The faces of the Nascent Souls of the Cangwu Sect were as pale as paper again.

Even many venerables of other sects are the same as them.

what happened again?Confused one after another.If Ling Chengze hadn't directly destroyed the mountain protection formation, he would have thought that the formation had been opened again by looking at the faces of those people.

"Fellow daoists," Sect Master Cangwu said in a low tone, with a sad face, announcing a more terrible news to everyone.

I was stunned and stunned after hearing it one after another.As expected of a big faction who had been the leader of the Taoist sect for a while, he had a lot of background.

Compared with the Cangwu Sect, Qiantianzong is like a nouveau riche, without any foundation or tradition inheritance.

The formation of the Cangwu Sect is very good, so it once shouldered a heavy task in the Yantian Realm - to suppress the big monsters in the Yantian Realm that caused harm to all directions.

Many years ago, a Jiaolong was captured by the Cangwu faction and kept in the secret place of Cangwu.

The magic circle that destroyed the world just now was activated, and the secret realm was also shaken, causing cracks in the seal.

"The Great Array of Protecting the Mountain is opened, but only the monks in the Cangwu Sect are affected. The dragon breaks through the seal, and the entire Yantian's tens of billions of creatures, regardless of immortality, will be ruined."

Zhang Jun'an's revenge is not over yet, this is his ultimate goal.

I really don't know what to say one after another.

Since the flood dragon is so fierce, why didn't he just kill it when he caught it?

Keep it alive, and wait for the day when it has a chance to break free from the seal and cause disaster to the world again?

As soon as he asked this question, he was ridiculed by several experts.

The mighty ones who like to be teachers scrambled to preach to him.

"Spiritual creatures that are born with nature, after thousands of years of practice, have more or less a little innate aura."

"It is not an easy task to kill Jiaolong, it will take many years. For the Cangwu Sect, suppressing it in the sect is more beneficial than killing it."

"The dragon can provide spiritual energy for Cangwu Mountain, and it can also continuously provide materials for refining weapons and medicines. If it dies, the inexhaustible precious dragon scales and blood will be gone."

He listened with expressionless faces one after another, and covered his ears in his heart.

It is enough to explain it once, even if he is stupid, he can still understand it twice.

There is no need to tell him five times, but it is still the same thing repeated over and over again, no one is willing to say a word less.

Even the Demon King, who has only known each other for a few hours, interjects a few words from time to time, just because they pinched their noses together just now? !

The head of Cangwu made a powerful statement to all fellow Taoists, and at the end, he asked everyone to urgently discuss countermeasures.

What else is negotiable.

The Venerable Nascent Soul can only go to the secret realm in person, and repair the seal if it can be repaired. If it can't... then everyone will work together to kill the dragon.

In any case, it cannot be allowed to break through the seal and endanger the world.

Several Nascent Souls were seriously injured and were not suitable for the battle. After the remaining [-] or so people made a brief agreement, they decided to make a quick decision and set off immediately.

They looked at Taoist Juechen with questioning eyes one after another: Is he going again?

The Nascent Soul monks went to conquer the Wannian Jiaolong in awe-inspiring manner. Is he a little weak chicken who has just formed an alchemy, waving the flag and cheering for everyone? !

The two sides fought fiercely, with swords, lights, swords and shadows flying all over the place, the Venerables had strong auras, and when the time came, the Venerable Master would be distracted to protect him.

Taoist Juechen raised his mouth and smiled gently: "My Xu, of course I want to stay with Master Weifeng."

Before he finished speaking, he gently pulled his thin wrist, as if he was afraid that someone would run away.

Having nothing to say one after another, with a somewhat listless obedience, they followed the master and entered the Cangwu Secret Realm with all the Nascent Soul Venerables.

He has long been used to the weird eyes cast on him by everyone.Even though he was uncomfortable in his heart, his face was still calm and calm.

Fortunately, one after another disaster caused the Venerables to be overwhelmed. At this time, no one had any extra leisure time to stare at a low-level, pleasing Golden Core monk.

There is also a team of Cangwu disciples in the secret realm responsible for guarding the seal.

One after another, he breathed a sigh of relief. He is not alone in the crowd.

Dozens of Nascent Soul cultivators with the strongest combat power in the Yantian Realm descended and entered a small secret realm of the sect.The golden core monsters in the secret realm don't even dare to probe, let alone attack.

There was no obstruction on the road, and the group quickly arrived at the sealed place.

Several huge stone pillars engraved with incantations surrounded the entrance of the dungeon, and the powerful circle of fluorescent lights suppressed the dragons imprisoned in the dungeon for hundreds of thousands of years.

Due to the impact of the thunderbolt that shook the ground from the mountain protection formation, uneven cracks appeared in many places of the formation.

Intense monster energy gushed out from the cracks, intertwined with the spiritual energy of the magic circle, and collided and competed with each other.

Even with such small cultivation bases one after another, one can clearly feel that as the cracks continue to grow, the leaking monster power is also gradually increasing, and the magic circle has been gradually suppressed.

It won't take long if this continues, and Jiaolong will be able to break through the seal.

A few Nascent Soul Formation cultivators walked around the stone pillar, carefully observed the magic circle, discussed for a while, and quickly came to a conclusion.

With so many venerables here, it is not difficult to repair the magic circle.

Everyone worked together to suppress the evil spirit first, and they repaired the broken formation. It only took one day to restore the formation to its original state.

The big stone in Cangwu's heart instantly fell to the ground, and his distressed face finally improved.

They also praised in their hearts one after another, as expected of a formation cultivator in the Nascent Soul Realm, they came up with a countermeasure after only a stick of incense.

It was very different from Qian Tianzong's formation cultivator who couldn't think of a way to break it for a few days when he was trapped in the eternal fantasy formation.

After the formation was fixed, the Nascent Soul monks stood up one by one, forming a circle outside the formation.

The preparations were quickly completed, and everyone began to cast spells to suppress the evil spirit leaking from the cracks in the magic circle.

The monks were confident and relaxed.

Unexpectedly, at this time, a sudden change occurred.

A burst of cultivation suddenly drew his sword, and stabbed at another defenseless formation beside him.

The white blade pierced through the heart, blood splattered, and a generation of great powers fell silently.

After killing one person, the array cultivator once again attacked the closest cultivator with lightning speed.

"Are you crazy?!" The venerables were both shocked and angry, no one expected him to defect at this time.

"No, it's not..." The array cultivator looked panic-stricken, and attacked the opponent in an extremely unnatural posture, "The body is moving by itself!"

"Puppet silk!" The head of Cangwu, whose expression had just improved for less than half a moment, turned pale in shock again, "He is tied with puppet silk!"

"Zhang Jun'an's puppet silk! He has now become Zhang Jun'an's puppet!"

At some point, Zhang Jun'an quietly tied puppet strings on the formation cultivator's body, waiting for everyone to attack when they were unsuspecting.

Several Nascent Souls came back to their senses, and shot together to instantly restrain the person.

However, the person failed to be rescued - Zhang Jun'an should have expected it long ago, and only planned to make a sneak attack.

The puppet was hijacked, and the fine thread between the neck immediately tightened, cutting the puppet's throat.

Two people died, one was seriously injured, and the monks suddenly became chaotic.

Yiyuan Ying asked the head of Cangwu sharply: "How far can the puppet silk be manipulated? Zhang Jun'an is hiding nearby at this time, or is he outside the secret realm?"

The head of Cangwu hesitated and couldn't answer, but said hesitantly: It has been hundreds of years since he last saw each other, and he doesn't know what state Zhang Junan is in now.

But Zhang Jun'an's talent is extraordinary, and it cannot be deduced by common sense. He must be able to control puppets outside the secret realm and through the boundary wall.

I have seen the tragic situation in the Discipline Hall one after another.

Although I haven't seen Zhang Jun'an, I feel that he is far stronger than the head of Cangwu.

He couldn't agree with Zhang Jun'an's actions, but he had to sigh that his methods were really good.

The interlocking tricks have played with all the Nascent Soul Venerables in the Yantian Realm in the palm of their hands.

"What should we do now?" Yi Yuanying looked at the only remaining formation cultivator.

The formation repair frowned: "There are more than 20 fellow Taoists left, and it is more than enough to suppress the dragon, but the position needs to be changed a little, and I will recalculate..."

Before he finished speaking, a bright silver blade pierced through his back.

The warm blood dripped drop by drop along the tip of the sword, blooming gorgeous blood flowers on the snow-blue robe.

More than one monk was quietly wrapped in puppet silk!

The body of the other Nascent Soul was also out of his control, and once again he took advantage of people's surprise and succeeded in a sneak attack.

Doesn't it feel like the puppet silk is wrapped around your body?So many multiple infant monks can't find it?Just how good is Zhang Junan?

He was slandering secretly one after another, when suddenly a premonition of crisis born of intuition and instinct sent a chill down his spine.

The monk controlled by the puppet silk came straight towards him.

He and a group of golden elixir disciples from the Cangwu sect stood ten feet away from the magic circle. The Nascent Soul cultivator was as fast as lightning, swept a few golden elixir with his sword, and pointed at him again.

He subconsciously wanted to raise his sword to resist, but his arm was stiff and unable to move, refusing to obey his commands.

One after another: "..."

Now I have a personal experience of what it feels like to be wrapped around my body with puppet silk.

...it really couldn't be found.

He didn't know when, and he was set up as a puppet thread without knowing it.

Not only is there no feeling at all, even now it is hard to see with the naked eye.

He could only roughly feel it with his spiritual sense, and a few strands of spiritual energy condensed into invisible filaments, wrapping around his right arm.

The manipulated monk looked panic-stricken, and said in his mouth: "No, I didn't think so..."

However, the body held Lian Lian uncontrollably, and wrote words in the air: Unlock the seal.

At the same time, a sound transmission sounded in the mind one after another: Xiaoxianjun, stand still and let you go when the seal is lifted.

Sounds kind?Like a chat, not a hostage.

One after another, I couldn't help but secretly cursed at this psychologically distorted, insane critic.

It's a pity that his hands are wrapped with puppet silk, his body is out of control, and he is held hostage by the Nascent Soul cultivator, so he can only be manipulated by others.

The noisy crowd suddenly fell silent.

There were gusts of cold wind blowing from the leaked demonic energy, and shrill and sharp ghost cries and god howls could be faintly heard.

The gentle elegance on Taoist Juechen's face disappeared, and he said coldly, "Xining, Qin Shi."

The two resolutely walked towards the entrance of the dungeon.

"Jiechen, Fangxiu, you..." The Nascent Souls were horrified, and they were kidnapped one after another. These people didn't even think about breaking the seal without hesitation.

"Master..." Brows suddenly frowned one after another, gratitude and guilt were like the tide breaking a bank, and the surging waves hit my heart, stirring up waves of mixed flavors.

He is ashamed of being a master, and he always brings trouble to the master.

"Don't you know the consequences of breaking the seal?!" Sect Master Cangwu hesitated to take a few steps forward, intending to persuade and stop him, "Dragon is causing disaster everywhere, and tens of billions of lives will be ruined."

The three fell on deaf ears.

Huantian Daojun and Xingyan Demon Lord each took a step forward, with a clear meaning: whoever dares to stop them, their swords will be directed at them.

Xingyan Mojun hooked his lips even more, and smiled wildly: "I have never seen a live dragon before."

One can't help but wonder whether he had planned to release the dragon when he came to the secret realm.

Fang Xiu and Qin Shi raised their swords, and the aura of the two divine swords gathered, the fluorescence lingered, and the cold light shone.

"Wait!" Seeing that the two of them were about to break the seal with their swords, the situation was at stake.

One after another, he gritted his teeth, held the sword in his left hand, and ignored his uncontrollable right arm, turned around, and quickly attacked the Nascent Soul who was holding him hostage.

Although I don't know if Puppet Silk can forcefully break free by himself, he will never sit still and let people use him as a bargaining chip to threaten the master.

The silk thread of aura, which is invisible to the naked eye, suddenly tightened, cutting an arm dripping with blood.

Once the blood is on the top, he will be cruel to everyone one after another, including himself.

With a crisp cracking sound, the tightening thread of spiritual energy broke his right arm.

Successively at an unbelievably strange angle, half-spinning his body, he stabbed the long sword in his left hand into the heart of Yuan Ying who was holding him back.

Immediately afterwards, he swiftly slashed his sword again, slashing in the direction of the invisible spirit thread with his keen intuition.

Although his right arm was already numb, he felt something in his heart, and he broke free from the puppet wire.

All in just a moment.

The scenery in front of the monks suddenly changed, the empty flat land and the stone pillars in front of them suddenly disappeared, and they were in a vast and endless snowfield.The lone moon hangs high on the top of the mountain where the eyes cannot see, and the world is only dim and faded gray.

The picture flashed away, so fast that it was hard to tell whether what I saw just now was my own illusion.

But an inexplicable sadness and melancholy lingered in my heart for a long time, making my chest tight and short of breath hard to let go.

"Ah Xu!"

"One after another!"

Daoist Juechen jumped and moved to Lie Lie's side in an instant.

Even though his heart was filled with the urge to hug someone tightly, he was afraid of touching the wound on his arm and dared not make any moves.

"Xiao Qu'er, is the injury serious?!" Fang Xiu was anxious and angry, carefully inspecting the successive injuries, and then circled around him, sniffing left and right, and only after making sure that there were no puppet threads that had not been removed, he took a breath. rest assured.

Yun Danfeng shook his head lightly one after another, indicating that he was not injured except his arm.

At the same time, I was curious, can the puppet silk smell it?Are the uncle and the demon king the same breed?

This puppet wire is easier to break free than imagined.

He had already made the decision to break his arm, or even his neck.

Fortunately, Zhang Jun'an may feel that his cultivation base is low, so he only controlled his right arm, and did not wrap spiritual silk around his limbs and neck like the previous dead array cultivator.

Several great powers also came to his side at the same time.

Ling Chengze restrained his usual wanton and arrogant expression, and said softly: "The old monster is proficient in medicine, let him heal your wounds, and you will recover soon."

He casually turned around and turned towards the demon king viciously: "Old monster, be gentle. If you dare to make him hurt, I will take the skin of your hand and use it as a cushion for him."

The demon king didn't care, took a step forward, and asked softly, "Can you raise your hand?"

Taking a step back one after another, he respectfully refused: "I can heal this small injury myself, so I don't need to bother His Highness the Demon King."

"Axu," Taoist Juechen nodded slightly at him, "Let the Demon King show you."

She never thought that there would be a day when the demon king would condescend to heal her wounds.

The demon king quickly connected the broken bone and applied medicine to the wound.

It didn't take long before I gradually felt that my arms could be controlled by myself.

The burning pain was intertwined with the cold medicine effect, although it was not completely painless, it was nothing compared to the pain that the puppet thread had ripped apart the muscles and bones just now.

After the wound was treated, the silent Daoist Huantian said coldly, "Haven't you thought about the consequences of doing this?"

Qin Shi also had an unhappy tone: "Junior brother, don't be so impulsive in the future. Master and I will take care of everything."

Taoist Juechen and Fang Xiu also said a few words, telling him not to act recklessly in the future.

They lowered their eyebrows one after another and kept silent.

He was scolded.Master has never said harsh words to him, today is the most serious tone.

It's not that he didn't think about the consequences, but he didn't want his master to be threatened just because he was controlled by others.

"Ah Xu," Taoist Juechen sighed helplessly.Such dull and silent demeanors one after another always made him feel confused.

Jun's long five fingers gently caressed the golden and jade-carved cheeks, "You are my most beloved treasure, compared to you, everything else is nothing."

"The disciple understands."

Juechen: "..."

Nothing to say.I didn't understand at all one after another.

The Nascent Soul Venerables have been waiting by the side, and at this time someone finally couldn't bear it anymore and asked all the fellow Taoists: "What should we do now?"

Juechen and the others did not break the seal, and everyone was temporarily relieved.

But the crisis has not been resolved, and the cracks in the seal are still slowly expanding.

The three formations have all died, how to repair the formation has become a serious problem that needs to be solved urgently.

The head of Cangwu could only ask: "Can I send some disciples of the formation to try?"

The Nascent Souls thought for a moment, for the current plan, this is the only way to go.

Without the cultivation of the Nascent Soul Formation, you can only find high-level Jindan with acceptable cultivation.

The head of Cangwu discussed with several hall masters in the faction for a while, and selected a few disciples who had the highest cultivation bases from the guarding disciples.

The Golden Core Formation cultivators stepped forward bravely and used their aura to repair the formation, which would definitely be difficult to complete in a day.Venerable Xu De suppressed the evil spirit for a while longer.

"What are you waiting for?" Yiyuanying said impatiently and helplessly, "Let's start."

The Golden Core cultivator began to calculate how the remaining venerables should stand. When they walked near a stone pillar, they suddenly raised their swords together and slashed at the same crack.

The head of Cangwu was dumbfounded: "What are you doing?!"

"Yes, it's the body itself..." Several people explained hastily.

They were also wrapped in puppet silk.

Just now all the Nascent Souls have checked themselves, and no one was found to be tricked.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Jun'an also planted puppet silk on the Jindan monk.

Although they couldn't pose a threat to Nascent Soul, the blow just now made the already cracked gap widen again.

Several golden elixirs were tied in one place just like the succession, and they quickly broke free with the help of the venerables.

However, the cracks in the magic circle at this time were too large, and the aura of the Jindan monk could not repair it.

A Nascent Soul scolded Zhang Jun'an angrily, and then asked, "What should we do now?"

All the Nascent Souls said something to each other: Find more golden core formation cultivators?Are there any other Nascent Soul Formation cultivators in Yan Tian?Let the demon king and the demon king invite the formation repairs of the demon gate and the demon gate?

After discussing for a long time, there was no conclusion.

At this time, one person said: "In my opinion, let's enter the dungeon together and kill the dragon together, so as to avoid future troubles forever."

The head of Cangwu hastily said: "No, no!"

"What's wrong?" Xingyan Demon Lord sneered, "The Cangwu Sect can benefit from Jiaolong, but we can't."

"Everyone is working hard to repair the seal. In the future, this dragon blood and dragon scale will be shared by all schools and factions?"

These words made several Nascent Souls of Cangwu Sect speechless.

Not only the demon king and the demon king, but also many nascent souls of the Taoist sect have already had this idea, but everyone is putting on airs, and no one mentions it first.

Now, once someone speaks out, it immediately attracts everyone's support.

The Cangwu Sect encountered a major catastrophe today, and half of the sect was destroyed.Even if everyone worked hard to repair the seal, would they still be able to protect the seal in the future?

Zhang Jun'an has many tricks, and he doesn't know where he is hiding now.Who can guarantee that after two days, he won't come up with some poisonous plan to break the seal and release the dragon?

The best policy is never to suffer from future troubles.

Under the persecution of many Nascent Souls, the members of the Cangwu Sect could only grit their teeth and cry, and nodded in agreement.

The author has something to say:

Misunderstanding Little Theater

1.

One after another: They were forced to form a team again by their master.

Master: My Xu, naturally you have to stay by my side.

2.

A question was asked one after another.

The powerful people rushed to explain to him, and no one could miss a word.

One after another with blank faces: Everyone wants to be my master, it's so annoying.

3.

The ruthless Xiaolu is really cruel to him...

One after another: I was scolded by the master.

Master: Almost scared to death!

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