The personal sycophant of the villainous empress

In addition to complaining, his face also showed deep dissatisfaction, as if he was resenting Feng Luan for waking him up.

Feng Luan left without looking at Qin Yun again.

Qin Yun felt a little flustered inexplicably, as if he had lost something.

He shook his head and stopped thinking about these things: "It's better to break through the life pill as soon as possible. Those demon cultivators will come in at any time."

Once the demonic cultivators are defeated, all misunderstandings will naturally be resolved.

After tidying up the room, he went back to sleep, hoping to get the opportunity to break through the Life Pill again.

…

As time passed by, the demon cultivator's attack still did not stop.

Some weak demon cultivators were even shocked to death by this large formation, but the others still did not dare to pause.

With their unremitting efforts, the attack was finally quite effective.

The Tianshui Sect's formation began to become unstable.

The demon cultivators seemed to have seen hope one by one, and their attacks became even more powerful.

"Bang!"

The next moment, the formation trembled violently, and the previously unstable areas suddenly became firmer, and an extremely powerful force was transmitted to the surroundings of the formation.

Tens of thousands of demon cultivators who had no time to react were knocked away on the spot, and those who were unlucky lost their voice on the spot.

"Pity."

Feng Luan sighed secretly, if the demon cultivator Chunyang was here just now, he might be able to get injured, which would reduce the pressure in the future.

In a short period of time, only two-thirds of the Demonic Cultivation Sect remained.

They were extremely scared, but under the threat of their lives, they could only step forward to attack the formation again.

Failure to attack means death, but attacking may still have a glimmer of hope.

However, the current formation is no longer something that these demon cultivators can shake.

The original formation was just left to operate on its own, but now that Feng Luan is personally in charge, even three Pure Yangs can block it for a long time.

"Hmph, you are a bunch of trash, you might as well be my blood slaves." The leader of Blood River looked at these demon cultivators with a bloodthirsty light flashing in their eyes.

The Holy Son of Hehuan took a sip of tea and said calmly: "It's already great that these people can do this. It's our turn next."

"Remember what you said." The leader of Blood River appeared first in front of the formation.

"Don't worry, fifty million blood slaves are ready."

The rest of the people also walked out one after another.

One, two, three, four, five!

Feng Luan's face gradually darkened.

There are actually five Pure Yangs, this is bad.

Three statues can still be dealt with for a while, but five pure yang figures, this formation is determined to be unstoppable.

"This must be Fairy Feng from Tianshui Sect." The fat monk among the five suddenly brightened up when he saw Feng Luan's figure, "Fairy Feng, I'm waiting here. The defeat of Tianshui Sect is a foregone conclusion. Why don't you surrender to the old monk and join me on the road of joy and climb to the holy land of bliss? Wouldn't it be wonderful?"

"You are... Dingguang Evil Buddha!"

Feng Luan recognized the person and his expression turned sharp.

Dingguang Evil Buddha, who calls himself Dingguang Old Buddha, is a traitor to the Buddhist sect. He founded Joy Buddhism in the North, preaching that joy leads to bliss. The name Buddha is actually a demonic religion, and he likes to rob female cultivators.

He once joined a large businessman in an attempt to rob a female cultivator, but was beaten half to death by Zhenbei General Su Dingfang and fled back in a hurry.

I didn’t expect that I would dare to enter Dashang now.

"Why, your lower body is already healed." Feng Luan mocked.

The smile on the face of Dingguang Old Buddha stiffened for a moment, and then he chuckled and said: "It doesn't matter, since Fairy Feng is not willing to practice my way of joy, then I, old monk, have another way of being a slave of six desires, which must be very suitable for Feng. Fairy."

The Six Desire Love Slave, to put it nicely, is actually a star-wrathed sex puppet made using a special method. This thing is notorious in the northern countries.

"It's a shame to open your mouth - talk nonsense, old bald donkey, I also have a beastly way, I think it will suit you very well."

Su An didn't know when he came to Feng Luan, looking at the five demon cultivators Chunyang outside the formation, with no fear on his face.

Feng Luan glanced at Su An beside him, and his eyes moved slightly.

Just now...were you standing up for her?

"Boy, you are the young Marquis. You are very thin and tender."

Dingguang Laofu looked at Su An, the obscene light in his eyes not diminishing at all.

He has always been indifferent to men and women, which is why he was rejected by other demon cultivators in a chaotic place like the Northland.

For this Dingguang Evil Buddha, Su An had already sentenced him to death in his heart and did not care about his words.

Since this man was looking for death, he had no choice but to let him go.

"Stop talking, take action as soon as possible." Holy Son of Hehuan was the first to attack the formation.

Under the attack of several people, the formation became precarious, fearing that it would be broken in a matter of seconds.

"Feng Luan, you can show weakness later and let them in while I'm here." At this time, a voice came into Feng Luan's mind, and she was overjoyed, it was Master!

Master has come out!

She felt confident instantly.

At this moment, the formation suddenly shook again. Feng Luan, who was in charge of the formation, suddenly changed his expression. Someone actually moved an eye of the formation!

Without one formation eye, the power of the sect-protecting formation was immediately weakened by one level, but this was not what Feng Luan wanted.

Could it be that there is still a ghost in her Tianshui Sect?

…

Time goes back half an hour ago.

Qin Yunzheng, through trying hard to sleep, finally seized the opportunity and broke through the realm of Ming Dan.

Just when he was feeling happy, he suddenly saw a black figure sneaking away in one direction.

He sensed something was wrong and immediately followed him, only to see the black figure destroying the formation eye. The third senior sister guarding the formation eye had also been knocked unconscious by it.

Qin Yun was furious at that time and directly used all his strength to hit the black figure.

But the next moment, the black figure disappeared, and his attack accidentally hit the formation because his body suddenly paused for some unknown reason.

Immediately afterwards, the other senior sisters noticed the changes in the formation and rushed over instantly. The master he had not seen for half a year also came here together.

"Master, you are out of seclusion!" Qin Yun said in surprise.

"Xiaoyun, why did you destroy the formation?" Mu Ningzhen took the photo of his fainted third disciple to his side, and then stared at Qin Yun with complicated eyes.

Could it be that Xiaoyun already knows his life experience?

"Master, I..." Qin Yun opened his mouth to explain.

Su An spoke first. He sighed and hugged Xiao Yuluo beside him: "Qin Yun, I didn't expect you to have such a bad character. Could it be that you felt resentful when you saw me getting close to several of your senior sisters?" He wanted to take revenge on me through this method."

Hearing Su An's slander, Qin Yun's face widened with anger:

"Su An, it's you, you must be setting me up!"

He finally figured it out. Ever since Su An came to Tianshui Sect, he has always had bad luck.

If there is any change, it is that there is an extra Su An. Su An must have been targeting him!

"Shut up, you dare to slander Fellow Daoist Su!" Feng Luan scolded angrily.