I’m Pretending To Be The Xiandaomen Sect Head Teacher

Ye Lingxi looked up at Jiang Beichen, wondering what he was thinking.

She only has Jiang Beichen's shoulders as high as her, and every time she looks at Jiang Beichen, she has to look up.

"Master, what are you thinking?" Ye Lingxi asked.

"I'm thinking as a teacher, of the six of them, which one has the greatest credit." Jiang Beichen said truthfully.

Ye Lingxi glanced down, the corpses all over the floor had no heads yet. She didn't feel cruel. When the people below slaughtered the village, their methods were even worse.

"Senior Brother Lin Xuan kills the most enemies, and it is the first skill, followed by Senior Sister Xuanyue."

"Senior Brother Heitan and Senior Brother Zhao Hong are next, followed by Senior Sister Luo Li and Senior Brother Changsheng."

Ye Lingxi analyzed that she was on the deck and had already recognized who was who.

"Well, you can see clearly." Jiang Beichen was a little surprised, but also a little unbearable.

She is only thirteen and a half years old, and she has seen such cruel scenes many times without personnel.

"Don't look." Jiang Beichen stretched out his hand to cover her eyes. She was still young, and Jiang Beichen didn't want her to become a devil who was constantly killing her.

Other disciples can do it if you have something to do.

Ye Lingxi did not open Jiang Beichen's hand, but stared at the palm of Jiang Beichen's hand.

under.

Two Elder saw his disciples being slaughtered. If this continues, his ghost king sect will be destroyed.

"Sect Leader, I'm sorry!" Second Elder said softly, taking out a black token and injecting Spirit Power into the token.

moment.

A powerful breath came from the back mountain, suppressing everyone's breath, and a roar came from the back mountain.

"Who! Dare to disturb the deity Closed Door Training!"

The powerful roar caused everyone to stop and cover their ears one after another. Jiang Beichen and the others were standing on it, there was a defensive formation, but they were not affected.

"Sect Leader, Sect is related, subordinates have no choice, please leave Sect Leader!"

Second Elder hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed towards the back mountain.

A dark shadow walked out of the back mountain, the powerful Gold Core breath suppressed everyone's breath. He was the Sect Leader Nie Laogui of the Ghost King Sect.

Old Ghost Nie uttered a black robe, and the black mist shrouded him. It made people unable to see his appearance. The breath was extremely unstable. It would be strong and weak at the moment, and he was clearly at the juncture of breakthrough.

Old Ghost Nie glanced at Elder twice, slapped him out with a palm, and then looked at Chen Heitan and the six of them.

"It's you, bother the deity Closed Door Training!" Old Ghost Nie said coldly, releasing the Gold Core breath.

"Your Ghost King Sect harms the people, my Immortal Dao goalkeeper will walk the way for the sky and get rid of your Ghost King Sect!" Chen Heitan stood up and shouted, holding the coercion.

"Jie Jie Jie Jie, get rid of my Ghost King Sect? What a big tone!" Old Nie ghost smiled.

"You're good at the time, this deity can keep you alive and let you be Human Cauldron, other people, die!" Old Ghost Nie pointed to Wu Xuanyue and said, looking at other people with murderous aura, without concealing it.

"Gold Core period? How is it possible?" Although there is a defensive formation isolation, Jiang Beichen also feels the Gold Core breath of the Ghost King Sect Leader.

Although very unstable, it is indeed a strong player in the Gold Core period.

"He has already knotted the Gold Core, let's go together!" Wu Xuanyue shouted, the strong Gold Core, even if she uses her hole cards, she may not be able to win.

Only relying on the large number of people can exhaust his Spirit Power.

Several other people nodded one after another, shot together, and succeeded in a group!

Chen Heitan and Lin Xuan took a step back tacitly and played against the strong Gold Core. With their strength, they could only play a very small role and could only interfere from a distance.

Wu Xuanyue took the first move, stepped out, and a light flashed on the long sword.

Not to be outdone, the others used the strongest attack.

"Huh! Ants!" Old Ghost Nie said coldly, flipping his palm, and a huge banner appeared in his hand, shaking the ghost flag from the left and right, the sky and the earth changed color, extremely dark.

"Jie Jie Jie Jie..."

There was a burst of sullen laughter, and a ghost and resentment appeared.

These are all ghosts and grievances, and they are all cultivated by Old Ghost Nie himself, possessing the strength of the Foundation Building Cultivation Base.

Under the King of Ghosts, a cloud of black mist shrouded Jiang Beichen, standing above him, completely unable to see the situation.

"Gold Core Cultivation Base, this is difficult." Jiang Beichen said heartily. If the disciple can't win, he can only use the one-hit kill card that hasn't been warmed up yet.

In the black mist, Lin Xuan and Chen Heitan stood back to back, the two of them were the weakest and could only shoot together.

The others dealt with the ghostly resentment that came out of the dark alone.

When Jiang Beichen was worried, a powerful aura spread over him, and then Old Ghost Nie, the Sect Leader of the Ghost King Zong, rose into the sky and stood opposite him.

"You are their master?" Old Ghost Nie said looking at Jiang Beichen.

He sensed that there were people above, and then released the black mist to trap them, and came up to deal with Jiang Beichen.

Jiang Beichen looked at the old ghost Nie who suddenly appeared, and was shocked, but on the surface he calmly said: "It's the deity!"

"Fight against my immortal gate, I want to see how confident you are!" Old Nie finished speaking and took out a dark magic sword.

Jiang Beichen's coercion was suddenly released.

Old Ghost Nie, who had not had time to attack, was crushed to his knees by the pressure, and fell from the air.

"You wait for me up there."

"No, I want to follow Master!" Ye Lingxi held Jiang Beichen tightly.

Jiang Beichen had no choice but to take her down with him.

Below, with the arrival of Jiang Beichen, the black mist gradually dissipated.

Old Ghost Nie knelt on one knee, with one hand sticking to the ground, pressed by the might of the god, unable to lift his head at all.

The ghosts and resentful souls dissipated one after another, unable to withstand the pressure.

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