The sudden voice came from Palace Master Zhang Ye. At this time, his eyes were filled with jealousy and he hated himself for not having the qualifications to make alchemy.
None of the disciples of the Great Lian Sect dared to refute, and Lord Yue Ze Ying also calmed down, half of his joy gone.
Palace Master Shanyi frowned and said, "Senior Brother Zhang Ye, our nephew Yue Ze has become a top alchemist. This is a great joy for our sect. We should congratulate him together!"
"Huh." Palace Master Zhang Ye glanced at the embarrassed Yue Ze Yingjun, with a cold expression on his face, and said softly: "We still need to keep working hard in the future."
Yue Ze Yingjun was full of curses in his heart, but he said: "Yes, remember the teachings of my uncle."
Bai Qiandao looked at it and smiled secretly in his heart. Isn't it aggrieved to have such a small-minded, jealous and capable uncle?
This palace master Zhang Ye is also hated by everyone, but it is a pity that he is at the peak level. It is too difficult to deprive him of his luck. I still need to keep working hard!
Time flies, and another fifty years have passed. Palace Master Zhang Ye suddenly felt irritable. He opened his eyes and wanted to curse a few words to vent. .
Bai Qiandao was secretly happy at that place. His hard work paid off and he finally deprived this evil obstacle of any luck.
The luck of being a peak palace master increased his strength a lot, but he still couldn't break through without realizing the meaning of the Tao.
Keep working hard. If you want to cheat, then cheat to death. Who told you to offend me with your bad words?
Thirty years later, Palace Master Zhang Ye, whose fortune was already declining, was once again deprived of any luck.
He felt extremely irritable again. He stood up and glanced around with fierce eyes... He didn't dare to look at the venerable. He rushed to a disciple of the Great Refining Sect and gave him a slap in the face.
The Taoist disciple of the Great Refining Sect who was concentrating on refining alchemy was knocked unconscious. He covered his face and ignored the bleeding at the corner of his mouth. He said fearfully: "Uncle, why did you hit me?"
"I...who asked you to make alchemy and disturb my practice?" Palace Master Zhang Ye glared at this man, feeling confused, what am I doing?
"Yes, yes, disciple, please stay away now..."
The Taoist is about to cry but has no tears. I am far away from you. Why am I disturbing you? Are you just looking for trouble for no reason?
But not only this Taoist, but other disciples who were refining pills were frightened and hurriedly stayed away. However, several pills were wasted because of this.
The disciples of the Great Refining Sect were astonished, deeply afraid that the moody palace master Zhang Ye would seek an opportunity to fix him, and they also resented him in their hearts.
Palace Master Shanyi frowned. This senior brother is now violent and capricious. Is he really crazy?
Palace Master Zhang Ye walked around impatiently, feeling better after a while. He felt like he had lost something, but he didn't know what it was. .
Bai Qiandao laughed secretly. Although the peak palace master's luck was extremely difficult to take away. If you peel off a little bit, some luck will gain again after a while, but what is lost is lost, and the overall luck is on a downward trend.
Ten years later, Bai Qiandao was able to successfully deprive Palace Master Zhang Ye of two ounces of luck, causing him to have trouble practicing and almost become a demon.
Palace Master Zhang Ye finally regained his composure, and after being stunned for a while, he started to curse like crazy, cursing his parents, which was unbearable.
"Shut up." A Venerable Master from Fengyun Sect couldn't bear to listen and shouted angrily.
All right! Palace Master Zhang Ye immediately shut up and sat down depressedly, not knowing what was wrong with him.
Three years later, Bai Qiandao successfully deprived Palace Master Zhang Ye of three aspects of his luck, causing his overall luck to decline to a certain extent.
Palace Master Zhang Ye was extremely angry and killed a Taoist disciple without saying a word. This frightened all the disciples and fled and hid behind Palace Master Shanyi.
"Senior brother, what's wrong with you? Why do you want to kill him?" Palace Master Shanyi was surprised.
"I...I don't like him. I'll kill him if I want..." Palace Master Zhang Ye stamped his feet, but his feet were stained with the disciple's blood. As soon as they slipped, he fell to the ground.
The majestic peak palace master could actually slip on blood, which shows that he is unconscious and unable to control his actions.
"Is it another evil thing caused by hundreds of millions of ghosts walking at night?" A disciple shouted in fear.
The past scenes are still vivid in my mind. At that time, Palace Master Zhang Ye was possessed by evil spirits and wanted to invade hundreds of female alchemists.
"Impossible, I will not be invaded by evil spirits again..." Palace Master Zhang Ye was furious and struck out at the disciple.
Palace Master Shanyi was horrified and struck out with a palm, but he knew it was difficult to compete with Palace Master Zhang Ye.
A palm force struck diagonally, and the two forces merged with the power of Zhang Ye's palace master, causing huge waves on the flying chariot, causing the chariot's body to shake violently.
Fortunately, this passenger carriage was extremely strong. Although it suffered a lot of damage, it had not yet disintegrated.
Palace Master Xunyi appeared and said angrily: "You broke the rules of Phantom Hand, killed people, destroyed flying chariots, you should be punished."
Palace Master Zhang Ye's mind was much clearer. He couldn't believe that he would do this, and he quickly said in fear: "I didn't want to do this, it's my fault..."
At this time, his willpower had been reduced a lot, and Bai Qiandao took advantage of the situation to seize all his luck.
All his luck was lost, and God didn't want to spare his life, so a big hand suddenly grabbed him.
This was a noble man from Fengyun Sect who was angry with Palace Master Zhang Ye, so he grabbed him with his big hands, trying to control him.
Palace Master Zhang Ye was not willing to be caught, but he struck him with a palm, boldly confronting the Venerable.
"The evildoer is seeking death."
The master's big hand changed, and with a flick of his finger, Palace Master Zhang Ye was hit hard, vomiting blood, and fell to the ground, just near Bai Qiandao, and he was twitching.
The power of a high-level venerable cannot be resisted by a peak palace master. It is far from the same level. All the bones in the body were shattered by the powerful bullet, and he was only one step away from death.
When Palace Master Zhang Ye was on his deathbed, he heard a slight voice coming from his ear: "Damn you, you must have been tricked by me! I want you to know before you die that it was me, Bai Qiandao, who tricked you!"
He tried his best to turn around and saw a face that seemed to be smiling but not smiling. He was so angry that he spurted out a mouthful of blood. He tilted his head and died.
His eyes were not closed, staring in the direction of Bai Qiandao, very unwillingly.
Bai Qiandao instantly changed his expression and ran away with a look of horror on his face, which he was pretending to show to others. As the only person in the Zhenzhen Realm on the chariot, if you are not afraid at this time, this is definitely not normal.
The venerable man who killed Palace Master Zhang Ye said quietly: "Great Lian Sect and others, you saw that he has become violent and crazy. By killing him, you will also eliminate harm for your sect."
Palace Master Shanyi was distressed, but could not say anything. It was true that Palace Master Zhang Ye was very abnormal. He was in a crazy state and killed his disciples indiscriminately. Even if he was not killed by that venerable master, Palace Master Xunyi, the leader of the chariot, was also I can't spare him!
Palace Master Xunyi said solemnly: "He destroyed the flying chariot, and repairing it requires one billion top-quality spiritual crystals."
Palace Master Shanyi had a grimace on his face, so he had no choice but to take Palace Master Zhang Ye's space bag, take out one billion and hand it over. No matter what he did, he did not dare to refuse the payment to the Phantom Hand, and he hated the damn Palace Master Zhang Ye who went crazy for no reason.
"Master Xunyi, although my senior brother is violent, he will not be so crazy for no reason. Is it...that this passenger carriage is possessed by evil again?" Palace Master Shanyi asked deeply.
Palace Master Xunyi’s face tightened. He was possessed by the evil spirit of Yigui Night Walk and almost destroyed the passenger carriage. He was still afraid!
Suddenly, his expression changed drastically, and he urgently controlled the flying chariot to stop. Everyone looked outside in surprise.
Outside, a giant strange chariot flew past, filled with the aura of mournful death.
Bai Qiandao couldn't help but open his mouth. Why did he see this Ming Chaan again? This reminded him of You Xi.
"What kind of flying chariot is this? It's so scary!" A cultivator asked in horror, asking what many cultivators wanted to know.
"The rumored hell chariot is a terrifying existence. It flies everywhere and no one can deal with it." The venerable man who killed Palace Master Zhang Ye responded with a look of fear in his eyes.
"Look, isn't that Palace Master Zhang Ye?" Another cultivator shouted in fear.
Everyone saw that Palace Master Zhang Ye was standing among countless ghosts, opening his mouth in fear and shouting outside. They couldn't help but glance at his body still lying on the chariot, and felt chills running down their spines.
The hell chariot has flown over, and there is silence on the passenger chariot. Everyone is still in fear.
Palace Master Shanyi asked in horror: "Did this passenger flying chariot be caught in the evil spirit of the hell chariot?"
Palace Master Xunyi quickly shook his head and said, "No way.
Yes, it is rumored that the hell chariot will not infect other flying chariots..."
"However, there is no precedent for a flying chariot to be possessed by an evil spirit in the Night Journey of Billions of Ghosts!" Palace Master Shanyi continued to fear and doubt.
"If I say it's impossible, it's impossible."
Palace Master Xunyi was slightly angry. If the passenger carriage he controlled was possessed by evil spirits again, Phantom Hand would punish him for doing business. Although he was a little suspicious, he didn't dare to think deeply about it.
Naturally, he didn't know that there was a strange master with special powers on the chariot, which allowed them to see the hell chariot that ordinary people would never see in their lifetime.
This is what the foreign master saw again, and a thought suddenly came to his mind, could it be that I really have a ferocious physique to see the hell chariot again?
It was only a few hundred years ago that I was able to perform monstrous killings. It was the god-level skills that made me so fierce. I wasn't usually that fierce, right?
The foreign master fell into deep distress and doubts. Everyone on the chariot was still talking about it. Looking at the body of Palace Master Zhang Ye, it felt very disturbing.
The venerable man who killed him swept the body outside with a flick of his hand, leaving no chance of a safe burial.
When the Great Lianzong and others saw this, they pinched their noses and recognized it. They also felt that it was scary and scary, so it was better not to see it.
Ten years later, Palace Master Xunyi urgently controlled the flying chariot to avoid it. Everyone saw a brilliant cloud flying by. They heard that it was also a terrifying evil-eating cloud, and they were again extremely frightened.
The Venerable who killed Zhang Ye's Palace Master was Venerable Guangxi. He wiped a layer of cold sweat from his head and said: "The Devouring Cloud is something that is very rare to see in my life, but it made me wait to see it. Could it be...that this is really the place? Is the passenger plane possessed by an evil spirit?"
Palace Master Xunyi smiled bitterly, but still spoke politely to the Venerable, and said: "Venerable Guangxi, if the flying chariot was possessed by evil spirits, we would have also been possessed by evil spirits long ago, and something unexpected happened!"
Another Venerable, Venerable Hongkuo, rarely spoke. At this time, he frowned nervously and said, "But this can't be explained. I have only heard rumors so far, and I have never seen evil things before. In the past ten years, I have encountered two people." ...and you encountered hundreds of millions of ghosts walking at night hundreds of years ago, and this chariot was also possessed by evil spirits. Are there still evil spirits that have not been exorcised?"
