"The master said that if the mortals see him manipulating the zombie ghost and eating you, it will damage his image of the immortal family, so he deliberately did not kill you in the town!"

"Here, let's fight to the death. I haven't found a close opponent for a long time. My little sister in my family can't beat you...you..."

Before Xiaoqiang finished speaking, the demon cultivator slapped Xiaoqiang with two consecutive palms.

"Many monks die because they talk too much. You are actually talking more spiritual insects than monks, so you are looking for death!"

"Eat my blood-killing big handprint!"

Two blood-red handprints carried the powerful magic power and slapped them on the position where Xiaoqiang was standing. Only two violent explosions were heard. Xiaoqiang's original position left two bloody handprints, and the rocks, flowers, plants and trees around the handprints were directly crushed into powder!

The moment when Xiaoqiang slapped him with his handprints, it had disappeared!

The demon cultivator was slightly stunned, and then he saw a cold light flashing. He felt severe pain coming from his left hand, and his left arm broke from his waist. Then his figure flashed and avoided the sword that Xiaoqiang stabbed into his heart, but his other hand was cut off.

The demon cultivator's face turned pale in pain, and his feet turned into phantoms and ran away quickly. Unexpectedly, the cold light approached instantly, and only a "brush" sound was heard, and the demon cultivator's legs were cut off!

"So... the ordinary demon cultivator at the eighth level of Qi training is so weak that I underestimated my strength before!"

Puff!

The flying sword that originally belonged to the demon cultivator pierced into his dantian.

The demon cultivator's dantian was broken, which also declared that the battle was over.

Xiaoqiang completely defeated the cultivators who were both eighth level of Qi training.

Then, the evil ghosts and zombies refined by the demon cultivator rushed towards him, and then the shrill screams resounded throughout the plain.

When the demon cultivator is about to completely lose consciousness.

He saw a white giant python slowly crawling towards him. On the head of the giant python, there was the young man from Taixuanmen who looked ordinary everywhere except for being a little handsome.

He was wearing a Taixuanmen Taoist robe and was fairy-like.

He said coldly: "The demon cultivator of Xuanming Sect has done many evil deeds. I represent the Taixuan Sect giving you the body devoured by thousands of ghosts!"

Soon, the demon cultivator had only one skeleton left, and even the skeleton was bitten by two zombies and swallowed into the stomach.

At this moment, a wisp of the demon cultivator's soul floated out.

"continue!"

The Ghost Sect went up again and tore the soul into pieces.

Even though his soul is at the eighth level of Qi Refining, he is not a ghost cultivator. Has his soul just left his body? He is extremely fragile. A cultivator with a little magical power can solve him.

Logically speaking, Ye Lin should capture the soul of the demon cultivator as evidence of interrogation, but he knew Ye Lin’s many secrets and could not keep him. Killing and silencing is the best.

Anyway, he has made great contributions now, and the disciples who have fought against the Taixuan Sect will never be too demanding.

Ye Lin let out a long time and picked up a pocket made of thick burlap and a Qiankun bag embroidered with the four big words "Xuanming Demon Sect" on the blood-stained ground.

He first dripped blood on the burlap pocket, which quickly grew under his control, and then he took out more than twenty human bodies with sleeping talismans on his forehead.

Three of them were his fellow disciples who came out to perform the mission with him, and the rest were mortals in ordinary clothes, and seemed to be the missing people in Paoma Town.

This cloth pocket is called the Spiritual Bag. It can store creatures below the foundation-building stage in a drowsy state. If placed in the Spiritual Bag, the body consumption will slow down. You can live without eating or drinking for ten or twenty days.

Seeing so many living people, Ye Lin felt a little happy.

Although there are still many mortals in Paoma Town who were killed by demon cultivators, at least more than 20 people could be rescued. He was mentally prepared to be killed before.

Ye Lin did not rush to tear off the sleeping talisman, but let Xiaoqiang and Xiaobai become smaller and hide it in his clothes. After cleaning the battlefield, he tore off the sleeping talisman one by one.

The Sleeping Talisman is a yellow-level low-grade talisman. Its function is to force people to enter a deep sleep. As long as the time is not very long, people can still live.

Soon, the mortals who tore off the sleeping talisman woke up earlier than the three fellow disciples. After all, they were not poisoned. The three fellow disciples took Zhou Yuan's poison pill. Although the toxicity was unknown, it could make people sleep for a long time.

"Where am I?"

"Aren't I sleeping? Why did I suddenly appear here?"

"Hey, Wang Laosan, why are you here too?"

"It's the immortal chief, the immortal chief of Taixuan Sect! The immortal chief is kneeling down and worshipping again!"

Everyone had no time to think too much. When they saw Ye Lin wearing Taixuanmen robe standing in front of them, they were so scared that they were shocked and quickly stood up and bowed.

Ye Lin said: "You are all captured by the demon. At present, the demon has been killed by this immortal. You can return home by yourself. You strong ones, let me carry these three fellow disciples and follow me to enter the town."

"Abide by the order!"

"The immortal has great merits. I thank the immortal for saving his life!"

Everyone kowtowed wildly, and they were so scared that they let out a cold sweat. They had known that there were demons in the town, but they didn't expect that they would be captured in their sleep.

Fortunately, Ye Lin rescued him.

Soon, everyone returned to the town with Ye Lin. Ye Lin ordered people to inform the mayor to bring more than ten fellow disciples on the ground back to the mayor's mansion. After the handling was done, he took out his identity token from the storage bag.

He worked hard for a long time before mobilizing a trace of mana to enter the identity token.

"Ye Lin, a senior outer disciple of Lingbeast Peak, met Zhou Yuan, a leading cultivator, colluded with the Demon Sect and betrayed the sect. Now the Demonic Demon has been killed, but more than a dozen fellow disciples have been poisoned and issued a Taixuan Talisman Imperial Examination to request reinforcements! Hurry up!"

The identity token turned into a ray of inspiration and flew into the dark night with a "swoosh".

Ye Lin came to the room arranged by the mayor of Paoma Town, and was no longer able to resist the toxicity, so he fell asleep.

This awakening.

Ye Lin slept extremely deeply, and the things in his dreams were strange.

I don’t know how long it took, but he felt a chill coming from his abdomen, his consciousness slowly recovered, and he gained control of his body again. When he woke up again, he found that he was on a flying boat from Taixuanmen.

The headache was split and the magic power was messy, but this situation quickly improved under the influence of coolness in the abdomen.

Around him were his more than a dozen senior brothers and sisters who were carrying out the mission together, but they had not yet woken up. It was probably because his physical strength was amazing and his toxic resistance was stronger, so he woke up earlier.

"Ye Lin, are you awake? This is your identity token."
Chapter completed!