"Ahhhh!!"
Forced by the white air, the savage not only knelt down, but the skin all over his body seemed to be melted and burned, and he wailed in pain.
But as he howled, the blood around him became more intense, and the two-horned shadow that appeared on his head became more solid.
"Blood, give me blood, give me..."
boom! !
One foot penetrated directly through his head and kicked him away with a huge force.
"Huh? Don't..."
Zhang Feixuan, who was at the door, did not react in time and was hit by the body and flew away. The headless body even hit the towering half-length headless statue in the main hall, causing a large dent.
Song Yin strode out of the alchemy room, stared at the body in the hollow of the statue with a solemn expression, and snorted disdainfully: "Humph, evil heretics, it is not a pity to die! There are indeed many evil heretics here, and how long ago, another evil heresy broke in Come."
Just as Song Yin finished speaking, another sound came from the headless body, and the headless body flew out of the depression automatically, as if it was being held up by some strange force, and a huge amount of blood flowed out of the body. The severed part of the head gradually formed a ferocious head with red double horns.
"Immeasurable blessing?!"
Jin Guang's exclamation sounded behind him.
"Blood!"
The sound came from the body, but in the middle of it, there was another louder voice that sounded in Song Yin's head, which seemed to be accompanied by excited and joyful laughter.
The sound of laughter seemed to be telling Song Yin to kill him and get more blood...
As long as you kill him and get more blood, you can get more power and...
Become an immortal!
"Evil!"
Song Yin's eyes opened, and the white air almost reached the sky, suppressing the laughter.
He shouted loudly: "It is indeed an evil spirit, and it will tempt people all the time, but I, Song Yin, am a well-known and righteous person. How can a mere evil spirit seduce me and be worthy of sounding in my sea of consciousness? Get out of here!"
Following the shout, the passionate laughter disappeared. Song Yin took three steps and two steps at a time, spreading his fingers and pressing on the broken neck that was filled with blood.
The influx of white energy suppressed the dense and scattered blood, and the headless body quickly disintegrated in the white energy, turning directly into a puddle of flesh and mud, just drooping on the ground.
"snort!"
Song Yin waved his hem, then looked at the person who was knocked away, frowned and said, "Who are you?"
"Ah...who? Me?"
Zhang Fei It made him tingle all over, as if the magic power around him was about to disappear.
Where did the murderer come from!
Seeing the murderous man walking slowly, his fingers spread out along the way, Zhang Feixuan swallowed his saliva hard, glanced at the puddle of flesh from the corner of his eyes, and felt his scalp numb and his buttocks trembling.
Zhang Fei
It’s over!
The master was stunned!
"What do you think my master is doing?" Song Yin frowned and said, "Who are you? Tell me quickly. You appeared with this evil way. Could it be that you are also an evil way?"
Um? master?
Seeing the white energy emerging from Song Yin's palms, Zhang Fei Xuan was so blessed that he immediately shouted: "I am Zhang Fei Xuan, the second disciple of the Jinxian Sect! I practice the "Golden Immortal Great Pill Art". I have nothing to do with that armored disciple. He Just came with me!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Song Yin's big hand came closer, scaring Zhang Feixuan so much that he closed his eyes.
The white air did not press on his head, but Zhang Feixuan felt his body lighten up, and an irresistible force pulled him to his feet. Then Song Yin's voice rang out: "It turns out to be the second senior brother. I'm Song Yin, I'm the master's direct disciple, I'm here to greet you!"
He opened his eyes and saw Song Yin cupping his fists and cupping his hands with a serious look on his face.
Zhang Feixuan wiped the sweat from his face and forced a smile: "No, it doesn't matter... I don't dare to call you senior brother."
"Huh?" Song Yin's face collapsed, "Senior brother, do you look down on me?"
"No, no, I mean..."
Zhang Feixuan's eyes rolled, and he suddenly thought of the inhuman Zhao Yuanhua in the square, and said anxiously: "There is no order of precedence, the master is the brother, you said he is your master's disciple, then you deserve it Come and be the senior brother!"
"I don't dare to take it. Although I am a disciple of my master, I am just a newbie. I still want to discuss cultivation with all my brothers, but I really don't dare to take it."
Song Yin waved his hands repeatedly with a humble look on his face: "I am the latest to get started, and I am just a junior fellow student."
"Brother, you are so humble!"
Zhang Fei I talk about Tao and Tao!"
As he spoke, he turned around and faced the disciples outside the hall with a fierce look.
But those disciples bowed their heads and handed over their hands one by one, not daring to speak.
"master?"
Song Yin frowned and looked at the golden light over there.
"Ah...yes, yes!" Jin Guang nodded unconsciously.
"Eldest brother!" Zhang Feixuan knelt down on one knee and clasped his fists with both hands: "You should accept this position as senior brother, otherwise I will have trouble sleeping and eating!"
With such a vicious person here, how could he dare to compete for the position of senior brother? It would be better to give up as soon as possible, lest this vicious person come back and worry about him.
Song Yin closed his eyes, then opened them again, revealing a flash of white light.
"good!"
He took two steps forward, stood in front of the statue, and shouted: "Since you have recommended me, I will not refuse. There are indeed many things I want to change. Since the former senior brother is no longer here, then I will accept this." In the name of Senior Brother!”
Although this Golden Immortal Sect is good, the disciples have no energy and the building is in a dilapidated state. It needs someone who is willing to change to help.
With the status of senior brother, he is good at doing things.
He Song Yin has never been a humble person. When encountering trouble, he naturally has the courage to stand up and take action!
"Yes, yes, let us be the right person of the Golden Immortal Sect..."
Zhang Feixuan shouted after him, but halfway through the shouting, his face suddenly froze, "The right way?!"
What is the right path?
Where does the right path come from?
He looked around and found nothing right...
But when he looked at Song Yin's solemn face, and then at the master's completely bewildered figure, he took a deep breath.
He knows that Jin Guang is good at deception and deception, and he likes to use any righteous sect to deceive mortals, so... this guy is the human elixir that those people said just now killed Zhao Yuanhua?
And this human elixir... He didn't even say that he was successful in cultivation, but he still made the master afraid to speak?
Zhang Feixuan looked at Song Yin's expression of wanting to do something, and his hands and feet suddenly felt cold.
Could it be that this vicious man really thinks that their Golden Immortal Sect is the right path?
What kind of thing did this old man introduce into the sect...
