"Young man named Yang, you can't be sweet if you force yourself to do it. Why do you have to worry about this?"
Zhao Ling couldn't stand it at first, and sneered coldly: "In front of the ghost altar, you have used every means to possess the women, but you don't care about any of them. People like you will always only have themselves in their hearts. Why do you want to harm others?"
“This is what I’ll be good at in this life!”
Yang Yuansen shamelessly bared his teeth at sisters Bai Wei and Baizhi and smiled weirdly: "Everyone is going to die anyway, and you two can't run away. Why not use these few days to have a good taste of men? Hey, I don't have any other skills. , he is still very powerful in that aspect, I guarantee that you sisters will be so happy that they go to heaven!"
"We don't want to fight you!"
Bai Wei was so anxious that she almost cried.
At the critical moment of life and death, her younger sister Baizhi, who had always been calmer, boldly said: "My master said that we... belong to Hong Jian."
Bai Wei suddenly woke up and said quickly: "Yes, the master has told us a long time ago that he will give us to Hong Jian!"
The next moment, she held her sister's hand and walked behind Pang Jian together.
With this gesture, they showed that the person they really loved was the gun-wielding boy who rescued the two of them from dire straits.
"I made it very clear that when Hong Jian reappears, these two sisters will belong to Hong Jian!"
Meng Qiulan expressed her position in a deep voice.
She also glanced at the two sisters with approval.
With her level of cultivation, she couldn't suppress the extremely vicious Yang Yuansen, and Yang Yuansen knew that he was going to die, so he was afraid that he could do anything.
Pang Jian, since he has the ability to kill Fei Zheng of Blood Moon, he certainly has no problem dealing with Yang Yuansen.
Pang Jian, who originally wanted to use the power of the dark ghost to exchange for a batch of scarce spiritual materials, only looked away from the ghost altar when sisters Bai Wei and Baizhi stood behind him.
He looked at Yang Yuansen, thought about it seriously, and said: "I heard that only the hall master of the dark ghost can own a ghost altar. Yang Yuansen, you are ready to die anyway, why not give me the ghost altar you hold? ?”
As soon as these words came out, Zhao Ling and Meng Qiulan looked a little confused.
Yang Yuansen grinned, smiled and nodded.
With just a "crash" sound, he poured out many Xuanyin stones, ethereal jade, and small banners from his storage bag.
"The ghost altar needs to be reassembled and piled up. They have no meaning to me now. If you want it, I can give it to you."
"Mr. Meng!"
Yang Yuansen raised his voice and screamed: "You also heard it. This kid asked for my ghost altar and was willing to cut off the love of the sisters. Now you have nothing to say, right?"
Meng Qiulan frowned and looked at Pang Jian in confusion, not sure whether Pang Jian meant this.
Zhao Ling and Wu Yi looked at him in confusion.
The two sisters Bai Wei and Baizhi seemed to have suddenly lost their souls, and their eyes suddenly lost their sparkle.
They knew that their master, Meng Qiulan, was not as good as Yang Yuansen, so he might not be able to protect them.
The two women who had pinned their hopes on Pang Jian thought that Pang Jian had abandoned them for the ghost altar, and their hearts froze.
"Boy, the things you don't like happen to be what I like. It seems we have no conflict."
Yang Yuansen said that and stepped forward, intending to kidnap the two sisters.
"I just want your ghost altar, I didn't say I want to exchange anything with you."
Pang Jian looked at Yang Yuansen, who was walking towards him, like he was a fool, and said, "Don't be so self-righteous!"
"Boy, how dare you play tricks on me? Why do you think I should obediently give you the ghost altar? Even if I don't need it, even if I destroy the ghost altar, I won't do it for no reason..."
Yang Yuansen roared.
The killing gun suddenly appeared!
"Boom! Boom boom boom!"
Balls of dazzling light of cyan and crimson exploded above Yang Yuansen's head, covering him like brilliant fireworks.
Yang Yuansen suddenly changed his color, and quickly took out a purple gold alms bowl from his arms, and inspired a superb secret technique.
Gold nuggets, red copper, silver ingots, and iron balls suddenly flew out of the purple gold bowl, turning into a strange sea of gold and iron fragments above his head.
Pang Jian came closer, the mighty fire power poured into the gun barrel, flying like a flaming meteor, and stabbed Yang Yuansen below with his long spear.
When the explosive flames splashed out, the sharp tip of the shock spear stabbed into the sea of light made of gold and iron fragments like lightning.
The gold and iron shattered one after another, and the red copper exploded suddenly. The explosive power originated from Pang Jian directly crushed the sea of light.
The violent force containing the scent of magma and sulfur penetrated towards Yang Yuansen from above, drilling into Yang Yuansen's skin like a red-hot steel needle.
Yang Yuansen screamed in pain, staring wide-eyed at the majestic vitality emerging from Pang Jian's chest.
"Late stage of marrow cleansing realm!"
He grabbed the purple gold alms bowl and retreated, avoiding the area covered by the bursting fire, and exclaimed: "Didn't you just advance to the marrow washing realm?"
Meng Qiulan's eyes widened, and after silently feeling it, she also looked at Pang Jian with incredible eyes.
She knew that Yang Yuansen's feeling was correct. Judging from the strong vitality emerging from Pang Jian's chest, Pang Jian's internal organs training had ended and he had officially entered the late stage of the marrow cleansing realm!
"Later stage of marrow cleansing realm..."
Zhao Ling shouted in horror.
Wu Yi licked the corners of his dry mouth and sighed: "Monster, I'm afraid we absorbed a little monster this time."
"Hong Jian! My ghost altar belongs to you. I only want one of those two sisters!"
"You can choose first! The rest is mine!"
When Yang Yuansen retreated, he saw Pang Jian coming with a gun and couldn't help but scream.
Pang Jian turned a deaf ear and continued walking towards him.
Yang Yuansen felt a chill in his heart. After recalling the violence of the spear technique and the sharpness of this silver spear, he shouted again at the top of his lungs: "Forget it, I don't want it anymore, I don't want it anymore! What a damn unlucky person." , I have nothing to do with my fate, but this time I am completely in trouble."
His yelling stopped abruptly.
He no longer retreated.
The others also watched with amazement as Pang Jian stopped where the ghost altar materials were scattered, squatted down and grabbed the stones that were used to build the ghost altar in his hands.
It turned out that he was approaching step by step not to severely injure Yang Yuansen with his gun, but just to build materials for a ghost altar.
Because Yang Yuansen was guilty and afraid, without Pang Jian saying anything, he ceded all his interests and voluntarily gave up the idea of possessing the Bai Wei sisters.
"It should be up to them to decide who they want to follow in the future, instead of being given away randomly like goods."
Pang Jian, who was squatting in front of the ghost altar, did not look at Yang Yuansen. Instead, he looked at the hall master Meng Qiulan and said:
"When we first met, I was disgusted by what you said, saying that if their realm could not meet your requirements, you would give them away. They are your apprentices, not spiritual stones you use to please others."
"If you had never said these words to anyone and had been protecting them, Hall Master Yang would not have evil thoughts towards them."
Pang Jian said coldly.
As soon as these words came out, Meng Qiulan was ashamed and speechless.
Bai Wei and Baizhi froze on the spot, chewing on Pang Jian's words, their eyes gradually became moist.
A strange light escaped from the depths of Zhao Ling's bright eyes, and she nodded slightly.
Pang Jian said no more. He looked at the messy spiritual materials and thought about how to piece them together into a ghost altar.
"I'll teach you!"
Zhao Ling swung her long legs forward and squatted next to him next to the ghost altar, teaching him how to stack them.
This hot woman like a leopard became extremely patient and taught him while saying:
"Generally speaking, we need to pass a note through the ghost altar first, telling the leader when we plan to open the ghost altar to see him. We can explain in advance what we want to do next, or what materials we want to exchange .”
"Then, at the time we agreed on, we only need to open the ghost altar and wait for the leader to arrive."
"If he sees the note, is willing to meet our request, and feels the need to see us, he will show up at that time."
"Not every time we open the ghost altar, we will definitely see the leader, because he is also very busy."
"In addition to allowing us to report news to the leader, Guitan also allows us to transfer and trade materials. For small items, Guitan can send them away directly, and we can also get them through Guitan."
"The ghost altar is not omnipotent. Creatures of flesh and blood like us cannot be transferred through the ghost altar."
"..."
Hall leader Zhao Ling not only explained the situation in detail, but also guided Pang Jian almost step by step, teaching him to build Yang Yuansen's ghost altar.
Then, insert the small pennants on the edge of the ghost altar.
Finally, she pointed to a place where a note could be placed to explain her demands, and said to Pang Jian: "What do you want to do to open a ghost altar? You can write a note and put it in it. The leader can see it when he is free."
"oh."
Pang Jian nodded.
He borrowed paper and a brush from Zhao Ling, wrote some appeals, and then threw the note into the space in front of him.
Zhao Ling also told him that he needed to use his spiritual power to inspire the ghost altar.
Pang Jian acted according to the law, and under her guidance, a stream of Qingying spiritual power was delivered. He felt that the jade in the ghost altar was stimulated with power, and there was a mysterious array quietly operating inside.
Immediately, the note disappeared without a trace.
"Well, the leader may see your request at some leisure time. You just need to open the ghost altar in the same way at the agreed time, and then wait for him to come."
"If he didn't come, maybe he didn't notice, or maybe he didn't intend to pay attention to you."
Zhao Ling explained in great detail.
Pang Jian nodded.
…
The third realm.
In the deep mountains and old forests of Xuanyou Continent, inside an extremely wide mountain belly, there is also a huge ghost altar placed, and the surrounding area is also filled with banners.
But the ghost altar and banners here, as well as the Xuanyin Stone and Ethereal Jade are several times larger than those of Meng Qiulan and others.
The skinny Han Zhiyuan was explaining the situation to Dong Tianze in detail after leaving the center of the ghost altar.
"Some people above need an organization like Dark Ghost, so Dark Ghost came into being."
"Dark ghosts, as well as these ghost altars we have painstakingly built, can even communicate with some creatures in the fifth world at specific moments and exchange things with them."
"Because many rare spiritual materials only exist in the Fifth Realm. It is not convenient for people above to go to the Fifth Realm, and it is not easy to communicate with the creatures in the Fifth Realm, so they need a secret channel."
"As for me, what I have done in the Yinling Temple these years is actually similar to what you have done in the Dong family. They are all shady and shady things, such as...controlling the Dark Ghost organization."
Han Zhiyuan looked at Dong Tianze, whose thin cheekbones were sunken in his face, and said, "In the future, I will need you to share this aspect of my affairs."
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