On weekdays, she still knew how to call herself a disciple in front of Wen Yu, but now that Lin Guiyuan died in a different place, she was so angry that she was all alone!
Balian followed the team of the zombie tide and demon sea to this side.
But looking at the attitudes of Master Wen Yu and his disciples, as well as the many decent disciples in the mountain, there was no reaction at all, and they were doing what they were doing without any fear, as if they had been used to it for a long time.
On the other hand, the group of villagers who had followed Bailian to escape death huddled in a circle, crying for their fathers and mothers. They were really frightened by the horrifying scene in front of them.
And this group of violent evil spirits and monsters actually circled around them after entering the mountain environment.
Even though his eyes were shining brightly due to hunger, for some reason, as if restrained by some invisible order, the fierce light in his eyes had to be suppressed, and he hesitated to bite the crowd.
Balian also followed the corpse tide as they wandered aimlessly around the central area.
Scanning with peripheral vision.
Under an ancient tree, two charred figures stood with swords in their hands, their eyes scanning the zombies and demons without any emotion.
Seeing this scene, Bai Lian's eyes narrowed sharply, and he quickly lowered his head to hide the shock in his eyes.
How can it be? !
It's actually Yang Zhao and Huang Kang? !
Aren't the two of them dead?
Bai Lian never believed that with the cultivation level of these two people, they could survive Jin Sheng's lightning-inducing sword.
It can even be said that when he pushed their bodies away, he could completely confirm that there was no life left in their bodies.
But what is happening now? !
These two people actually... stood here properly, and judging from their appearance, they actually got along quite harmoniously with the people here.
However, Jin Sheng, whom they had admired so much a few days ago, was imprisoned on an ancient tree in a miserable state, covered in blood, and tightly bound with countless talisman ropes.
At this moment, he lowered his head, unconscious, and his slightly rising chest told Balian that he was still alive at this moment.
But the thirteenth-ranked Yuanli Sword in his hand lay quietly in the black gold scabbard, playing with Wen Yu's hands uncertainly.
Wen Yu was seen lying on a grand master's chair woven with green vines, playing with the Yuan Sword with one hand, and pinching Wen Zhendong's nose dotingly with the other hand.
He smiled and said: "This Golden Crow Vine, even as a teacher, I can't figure out its origin and grade. It is really extraordinary. This Vine has already recognized its owner, so naturally it will not be attracted by your spiritual power.
But it doesn’t matter, you have already chopped off the head of that little beast with your own hands and thrown it into the river of blood. The mark of recognition of the owner of this vine will probably fade away and disappear in a short time. The future is long. If you like this Golden Crow vine, I will give you another one. No harm. "
Wen Yu spoke very grandly, but Xiao Jiujiu was worried about her in her heart.
He thought: The origin of this Golden Crow Vine is unknown, but its spiritual power is very extraordinary. It does not look like a thing in the human world. It looks like a spiritual thing from the fairy world or the divine world.
If you stay around, I'm afraid it will cause trouble.
Moreover, the violent force erupted from the Golden Crow Vine almost injured him several times, which was really dangerous.
But it would be a pity to abandon it. It would be better to let my female apprentice keep it. She belongs to him anyway.
If the mark of recognition in it is removed and the magical effect of the Golden Crow Vine is fully understood, it will not be too late to retrieve it.
If it caused trouble, it would be easy to blame it all on his disciple, and he could get rid of it himself.
Wen Zhendong was completely blind, the person who really liked her and carefully kept her in her heart. She abandoned him like a shoe and regarded him as an enemy, and even did not hesitate to cut off the other person's head with her own hands.
And Wen Yu, who was hypocritical and hypocritical in his treatment of her, coaxed her into submission with just a few soft words.
She immediately beamed with joy and kissed Wen Yu hard on the face: "Master, you are so kind!"
Compared to when they first met that day, even though Master Wen Yu and his disciples sometimes acted ambiguously, due to human etiquette, they would never be as blatant as they are now.
The other decent disciples of the sect clearly saw this scene, but their eyes were slightly averted, not daring to show too much emotion. It was true that they seemed to be following Wen Yu's lead.
And Mr. Meng, who had gone through so much trouble to save them from the sea of endless misery, now became a prisoner for unknown reasons. Like Jin Sheng, he was tied up under a tree with a talisman and lost his freedom.
However, he was not seriously injured like Jin Sheng. Apart from his slightly disheveled clothes and the removal of his fly whisk and sword, he was not treated excessively.
Occasionally, a young disciple would come forward, whispering in a low voice as if to comfort him, and offering him food and water, but what he received in return was Master Meng's spittle on his face.
The young disciple had a stern look on his face, as if he had a guilty conscience, he avoided Mr. Meng's cold questioning gaze and retreated.
The plain moon hangs high, and the fishy wind blows on my face.
The scene of a sea of zombie monsters gathering is shocking and makes people feel despair.
But it was nowhere near as heartbreaking as the scene at this moment.
Lin Guiyuan saved Master Wen Yu and his apprentice with a single thought, but instead of getting gratitude and beautiful love in his heart, he caused disaster.
The mountain father gave the order tiredly, and could not bear the death of fellow Taoists under the siren's crow, so he opened the mountain gate barrier and allowed these bloodthirsty demons dressed in hypocritical human skin to set foot in the mountain, but what they got in return was a bloodbath and massacre!
Suddenly, the night wind turned violent, and the plain silver moon in the sky was covered by dark clouds. The bloody and violent breeze turned into a fierce wind, as if a heavy rain was brewing.
The color of the sky and the earth changed. Some people in the crowd looked up at the stormy sky with a hint of fear, and swallowed unconsciously.
Even Wen Yu, who had been playing with the Yuanli Sword, suddenly stood up from the Grand Master's chair.
He glanced at the sky with uncertain eyes, and then stared deeply toward the lake with an uneasy expression.
When Wen Yu saw it, many people followed his gaze.
Balian staggered among the corpses, raising his drooped head an inch and looking towards the lake calmly.
However, what he saw made Bailian's heart stop beating suddenly.
The lake water, which was as clear as a mirror at the beginning, did not remain still, but was completely drained.
Under the deep lake, only slightly moist and soft silt remained. The lake with an area of ten miles was completely drained without even a drop of water left!
Beside the lake, there was a huge bottomless crack, as if it had been cut open by a knife.
The other end of the gap was connected to the long river of blood that was the abandoned body of Lin Guiyuan.
When Bai Lian left this mountain environment, there was absolutely no such river of blood.
He looked down the long, smelly river.
I saw that the majestic divine palace standing in the void and in mid-air had been mostly split open.
It was so defeated and desolate that only half of the ruins of the mansion were left, which did not contain the treasures or inheritance in the mountains that Wen Yu said.
There was only a blood-colored crystal that was as long as an adult's arm and half a meter wide.
