It's a pity that until death, the host failed to inherit the blood of Shenlong, and it was only one step away from reaching Shenlong Valley.
But in the end, it failed to enter the Shenlong Valley, instead, it made it easy for the heroine to enter it, and inherited the blood of the Shenlong by mistake.
All the wishes of the host have to be based on a strong foundation, so the only thing Yange has to do now is to strengthen himself.
Although the days of cultivation are boring, once you are in samadhi, you can hardly tell how much time has passed. Sometimes Yange even has the illusion that a moment is like ten thousand years.
The outside world was sensed again, and it was because the spirit gathering array was broken again.
The spirit gathering array this time was too small, and it was not at the same level as the ancient big array last time, so although the spirit gathering array was damaged, it did not cause any damage to Yan Ge.
She must have been cultivating for a long time, because she can sense the situation outside with just a touch of her spiritual sense.
"Master, how could you do this?" Xiang Ling'er was holding Bai Zhi and crying loudly: "Is this world so important to you?"
Bai Zhi, who has always been dressed in white, is covered in blood at this moment, the black air between his eyebrows is looming, and his eyes are even blood red.
Is this a sign of obsession
Xiang Ling'er hugged Bai Zhi tightly and continued to yell: "But you like the world, but the people in the world don't like you. Look at them, everyone is yelling that they want to kill you, and they will kill you."
Yan Ge's Spirit Gathering Formation was destroyed by the sword energy in Xiang Ling'er's hand.
In this scene, the host also has a little memory. It was Xiang Linger who fell into the magic way because of love. In order to pull Xiang Linger into the right path, Bai Zhi forcibly put the inner demons in Xiang Linger on himself.
Xiang Ling'er not only entered the way of the devil, but also practiced all the skills of the demon clan.
Bai Zhi forcibly evacuated the demon energy from Xiang Ling'er's body, which caused him to go mad with qi and blood.
Everyone found out that he had fallen into a demon, and the people from the various sects were afraid that he would go out and cause trouble, so they wanted to kill him here at Feilong Peak.
However, Bai Zhi's cultivation is against the sky, and because he is possessed by demons, these people combined are not his opponents.
Xiang Ling'er pointed the sword at everyone, and said in a cold voice, "Whoever you dare to take a step forward, I will kill you!"
"Ling'er, come here." A man in a black robe appeared in the void and waved to Xiang Ling'er.
The commotion of the crowd fell silent because of the appearance of the man, but everyone's eyes were fixed on Bai Zhi in Xiang Ling'er's arms, for fear that the man would make a move.
When Xiang Ling'er saw the person coming, her eyes turned red, and she called out, "Brother Ye!"
The person who came was the hero Ye Hanyan.
Ye Hanyan glanced fondly at Xiang Ling'er, then turned to look at everyone: "Bai Zhi's demonization, everyone must be worried, but with the ability of Bai Zhi, everyone can't be afraid even if they try their best." Keep him here, I have a suggestion, instead of losing both with him, it is better to seal him here with a large formation."
Bai Zhi is the Patriarch of the Profound Sword Sect, and his cultivation base is also number one in the world of cultivating immortals.
The other sects wanted to take this opportunity to eliminate Bai Zhi and completely collapse the backing of the Xuanjian sect.
But, as Ye Hanyan said, none of them is Bai Zhi's opponent, even if they fight together, they can't beat the demonized Bai Zhi.
Rather than risking his life to kill Bai Zhi, it is better to set up a large formation to trap Bai Zhi forever.
After Ye Hanyan finished speaking with everyone, while everyone was discussing in whispers, he turned his head and looked at Xiang Ling'er again.
"I want to take Master away, he can't be trapped here." Xiang Ling'er's eyes were red, and her voice was extremely firm: "I want to take Master away, no one can stop me."
Ye Hanyan didn't respond, and only looked at Xiang Ling'er with a pair of dark eyes.
The sword in Xiang Linger's hand fell slowly, and she hugged Bai Zhi tightly in her arms in great frustration: "Master, master."
Bai Zhi still had a sliver of reason, he grabbed Xiang Ling'er's wrist suddenly, and threw him towards Ye Hanyan.
(end of this chapter)