Fantasy: I can control the script of my life

Feng Yidao's voice was trembling.

"what have you done?"

Lin Yun held the sword in his left hand and was surrounded by red and blue colors.

"You only have two choices now."

"Hand over the ancient book you are carrying."

"Or, use my method to force you to hand it over."

Although he looked at Feng Yidao with a smile on his face.

But Feng Yidao felt that he was completely cold from head to toe.

"Here...I'll give it to you right now."

"Please spare my life."

Lin Yun looked at the ancient genealogy handed over by Feng Yidao. With his cultivation level, he could only open one page?

After confirming that it was correct, Lin Yun glanced at Feng Yidao.

"You still want to kill me just because you are like this?"

"It's just Yuan Hai realm, it's not like I haven't killed anyone before."

After finishing speaking, Feng Yidao felt a layer of frost covering his body.

Lin Yun turned around.

Feng Yidao, who turned into an ice sculpture, had blood marks on his body.

As the temperature rises, only a pile of minced meat is left.

Lin Yun glanced at the Han Yan Sword in his hand.

After his strength increased, he became more and more comfortable to use this sword.

After confirming that Xiao Pingtian couldn't get out for the time being, Lin Yun didn't hesitate, used the mysterious Yuan Fei to find the right direction, and quickly headed towards Chenjiabao.

Lin Yun left Weiyang Mountain and arrived at the outskirts of Chenjiabao within a few hours.

As soon as they arrived, they immediately saw a bloody cover covering the Chen Family Fort in the distance, and there were many monks in black standing on the city gate.

All of them had dark and ferocious ghost faces on their faces.

Red Ghost Sect?

Lin Yun carefully concealed himself, wanting to take an opportunity to go in and take a look.

Could it be that the Chenjiabao ancestor worship ceremony and the attack on the Wuyang Mountain mine were all about the same thing?

He muttered to himself.

I saw a few people flying in from a distance, dragging them behind

There was a bloody glimmer.

The leader was wearing a golden ghost mask, and he was followed by several monks wearing white ghost masks.

It seems that the Red Ghost Sect wears different ghost masks depending on their status.

This golden ghost face should be the leader.

The two guards responsible for guarding the door opened a gap in the barrier and put the two people in.

Lin Yun waited quietly outside.

Xiao Pingtian shouldn't be able to come for a while, and Chen Jiabao is the main force of the Red Ghost Sect.

Lin Yun knew that the golden ghost-faced leader had the strength of the Ten Thousand Dharma Realm just from his preliminary judgment.

With his current level of ability, if he were so arrogant, he would definitely be dead before he saw Chen Nanfeng.

"Senior Brother Duan is also inside. I wonder what's going on now?"

Another quarter of an hour passed.

Lin Yun saw a lone black-faced disciple rushing here.

No more hesitation now.

He killed the opponent with a sword, then put on the clothes of the Red Ghost Sect and prepared to disguise himself.

When Lin Yun came to the gate of the city, two disciples of the Red Ghost Sect came forward and looked Lin Yun up and down: "Where is the misfortune?"

Misfortune?

What the hell?

After hearing what the two disciples asked, Lin Yun thought about it carefully for a long time but still couldn't think of what a misfortune jade was.

"Didn't you hear me?"

The disciple who just asked the question sounded a lot more stern.

Lin Yun was about to be exposed.

Suddenly, a sword light from the horizon came straight down here.

"Enemy attack!"

The disciples of the Red Ghost Sect on the city wall roared loudly.

The two disciples responsible for the inspection also rushed outside in a hurry.

Lin Yun took this opportunity to sneak into Chenjiabao.

As soon as he entered the city, Lin Yun immediately smelled the strong smell of blood.

The ground was littered with bodies.

Are you invited to the Chen family's ancestor worship ceremony?

Few people.

A wealthy businessman in the secular world.

Loose cultivators and aristocratic families in the spiritual world.

At this time, all these people were killed by the Red Ghost Sect.

Blood dyed the entire Chenjiabao red, and for a moment it was like hell.

This was the first time for Lin Yun to see such a scene. Even with a mind sharpened by the Sword Intent Corridor, he was a little frightened at this time.

Support from the Liuyun Sect outside the city has arrived.

The disciples of the Red Ghost Sect also flew into the air with their weapons to stop him.

Lin Yun turned his head and glanced.

The leader was Shangguan Wan's direct disciple Xu Wanrou, who had met Lin Yun before.

Wearing a blue robe, flying swords on her feet, and behind her were dozens of female disciples from Qingxia Peak.

In addition to this, there are hundreds of people composed of other elders' direct descendants and inner disciples.

For such a big thing, no elder came to this?

It seems that all the elders of Liuyun Sect have been held back by something.

The Red Ghost Sect has a very deep plan this time.

This scene also made Lin Yun even more worried.

"Based on the power of this formation, I'm afraid they won't be able to attack for a while."

Lin Yun did not dare to delay and quickly rushed to the Chen family's location.

Along the way, he saw more and more corpses, including the corpses of many Liuyun Sect disciples.

Lin Yun was now worried about seeing Duan Heng's body.

Fortunately, I didn't see any of them all the way to Chen's house.

The Red Ghost Sect's surprise attack was something the Chen family was not prepared for.

Although the incident happened suddenly, those led by Chen Nanfeng quickly mobilized their forces.

At this time, all the powerful experts in Chenjiabao gathered here.

This also made it impossible for the Red Ghost Sect to capture this place for a while.

When Lin Yun felt this, the two sides were still at odds.

heaven

There were also several monks fighting fiercely.

However, before the Scarlet Ghost Sect's formation, their strength was forcibly weakened a lot.

Lin Yun sneaked into the front line.

At this time, he saw the man wearing a golden mask.

Next to him, there was a man with a white mask.

"The people of Liuyun Sect have arrived, and we can still hold on for a long time."

"You should take this opportunity to leave Chenjiabao first."

The white-faced man nodded: "How is the situation over at Wuyang Mountain?"

"That thing is still not found?"

The gold-faced man nodded: "I searched inside and out, but found nothing."

"Your previous guess should be correct, so it depends on you to get those two things back next."

After the two talked for a long time, the white-faced man got up and left.

But before leaving, he looked at Lin Yun strangely.

Although it was just a glance, Lin Yun felt that he was seen through.

So, the white-faced man did not do anything to him.

On the other side, a group of cultivators led by Chen Nanfeng were resisting the offensive of the Red Ghost Sect.

"Hmph, the famous Red Ghost Sect is nothing more than this."

"Today I want to see how you destroy my Chen family!"

After the words fell, the fighting spirit of the cultivators of Chenjiabao became even more excited.

But no matter how he provoked, the Red Ghost Sect always sent out some disciples with black ghost faces.

"The status of these disciples with black ghost faces in the Red Ghost Sect is cannon fodder."

"They are using cannon fodder to consume the strength of Chenjiabao."

Lin Yun muttered in his heart.

If the golden-faced man took action, I am afraid that this battle would end early.

But why didn't he take action?

Lin Yun was suspicious

, but also made up his mind.

He must do something, otherwise the people of Chenjiabao would not be able to hold on.