My Disciples Are All Villains - 388. Chapter 383 Goal, Jinlian Mutation (2 more seeking subscription)

The Green Jade Altar has a fairyland-like environment.

But at this moment, it was ruined…The stone slab on the altar was cracked and the altar was in a panic.

If it hadn’t been for the battle between the two sides to move far away, the Qingyu altar would have long ceased to exist.

The disciples of the Nether Cult have been unable to calm down for a long time.

Even if they could not see the battle between Yu Shangrong and the monster… But the strange voice from a distance could judge that the battle was fierce and terrifying.

After a long time.

The sound of fighting gradually disappeared.

The disciples of the Netherworld Sect jumped off the cyan jade altar one after another.

The messy ground is chaotic. As far as the eyes can be, there are pits and bumps.

Everyone followed the traces of the battle and flew towards the distance at low altitude.

…

Not long after, everyone came to the center of the most intense fighting.

Except for a huge circular rotating area on the ground, and uneven ground, no dead bodies were found.

The woods, vegetation, and all the plants full of vitality, all withered.

“What happened to this?”

Everyone looked at the surrounding environment in horror.

“More than one monster… I saw that person throw a person with a rope, like a corpse.”

After saying this,

Others make retching gestures.

It’s hard to think about it.

“Like puppetry and witchcraft… Mr. Two is probably more ugly than good.”

“No…Mr. Second’s cultivation level is unpredictable, how could something happen so easily?”

“A strong player has a strong player. There is no absolute thing in this world. The leader once said that the strength of a person is always less than the strength of a group.”

Recalling the black dharma body that appeared in the Qingyu altar and the purple-black tentacles, everyone shuddered.

Just when everyone was guessing–

Not far away, there is a small purple circle, rising to the sky.

It was like purple smoke, and it condensed in the air into the shape of a mount ba witch, like a wolf.

Everyone was shocked and back again and again!

The energy-shaped Ba Witch made a deep voice: “Yu Shangrong, he must die.”

Then the witchcraft circle dissipated between heaven and earth.

The purple energy above also disappeared.

“Back.”

“What should I do now? Give up the Qingyu altar?”

“Report this to the leader first!”

…

【Ding, kill a target and get 2000 merits. 】

Lu Zhou, who was thinking about things, frowned slightly after hearing this sound.

According to the previous reward calculation, one leaf to five leaves are 1000 merits, and six leaves to eight leaves are 1500 merits…

Why is there a reward of 2000 merits?

Lu Zhou slowly got up… thinking of Yu Shangrong.

Yu Zhenghai and Si Wuya were not captured and taken back, let alone return. They didn’t count merits. Other apprentices didn’t have this ability.

Only Yu Shangrong was able to kill high-level targets.

Lu Zhou frowned as he thought about it.

“Nine leaves?”

Just thinking of Jiuye, he shook his head.

Yu Shangrong’s cultivation is indeed unpredictable, but he wants to kill Jiuye…not realistic.

What’s more, where to find Jiuye’s target?

Could it be… someone had thought of it with the old man a long time ago, and someone has even achieved the cultivation base of Shengbaye by cutting the golden lotus?

He suddenly remembered that when discussing Jiuye with Leng Luo and Pan Litian, Jiang Aijian had seen relevant classics in the Neiku.

This shows that he is definitely not alone in studying Jiuye.

Regardless of Yun Tianluo, Gong Yuandu, Dayan imperial family and so on… Someone has been studying it all the time.

Except for Dayan… Loulan, Rouli, Qihu and other nations, there are so many practitioners, how can no one try?

After a moment of contemplation, Luzhou Road:

“Come here.”

A female disciple appeared in the main hall: “Pavilion Master.”

“Call Jiang Aijian.”

“Yes.”

During this time, Jiang Aijian has been hiding in the Motian Pavilion.

Now the news of Jiang Aijian’s death has spread to the outside world.

Although some people in the palace don’t believe it, it doesn’t matter…

Jiang Aijian’s intelligence network is strong, and it’s time for him to do something.

…

It is on the top of a peak in a place a hundred miles north of Qingyutan.

The clouds cleared and the mist cleared.

The setting sun shines, and the forests are all dyed.

“Tianxin, pay homage to the second brother.” Ye Tianxin respectfully saluted not far behind Yu Shangrong.

This is her formal salute.

“Sixth Junior Sister, no need to be polite.” Yu Shangrong held the longevity sword, did not turn around, but looked at the setting sun that was about to fall.

I don’t know why… He suddenly felt that the sunset was beautiful, more beautiful than ever before.

Dayan has never lacked fairyland-like scenery and mountains.

“Second brother… Are you okay?” Ye Tianxin couldn’t believe that the scene she saw was true.

The rays of the setting sun fell on Yu Shangrong.

Yu Shangrong did not move, but said softly: “It’s okay.”

“Second Brother’s kendo has opened her eyes to her.” Ye Tianxin exclaimed.

Thinking of the scene just now.

Yu Shangrong shook his head: “It’s not worth mentioning.”

“I heard that the second brother has returned to the Motian Pavilion? I don’t know if it is true or false?” Ye Tianxin rarely set foot in the world of practice, has always been in a state of seclusion and practice. I don’t believe it.

Yu Shangrong smiled and nodded: “Yeah.”

“Then the death list is also true?” Ye Tianxin asked in surprise.

Yu Shangrong finally turned around and his eyes fell on Ye Tianxin.

This look made Ye Tianxin a little cautious and nervous…

Since leaving the Motian Pavilion, he has become the awe-inspiring palace lord of Yanyue Palace, the sixth master of the black list, and the frightening jade-faced Shura… ever so nervous?

“Yeah.” Yu Shangrong nodded again.

Ye Tianxin was still shocked in his heart.

The list circulated in the spiritual world is all masters of the Shocking side.

They all became the dead souls under the sword of the second brother.

This…what a means and courage.

Yu Shangrong showed a gentle expression and said, “Sixth Junior Sister… Master didn’t forgive you?”

Ye Tianxin was taken aback.

Not knowing how to answer this question, his expression became a little unnatural.

“If you don’t want to answer, you don’t need to answer…” Yu Shangrong also didn’t want to force it.

“I’m afraid I will never return to the Devil Heaven Pavilion.” Ye Tianxin said.

Yu Shangrong said:

“It’s a long road, so it’s good to be yourself.”

“The second brother is right.” Ye Tianxin nodded.

“In the future, what are your plans?” Yu Shangrong asked.

Ye Tianxin didn’t answer right away, but came to the edge of the peak, overlooking the jungle, and sighed, showing a confused look: “I don’t know…like a headless fly…” She suddenly felt a little hypocritical to say this. , No more words.

Yu Shangrong said:

“If there is no target, find another one.”

Ye Tianxin was startled.

Her thoughts are not as simple as the second brother… But life is sometimes not complicated, and the more she thinks, it restrains herself.

She is not without goals, but not firm enough for her goals.

“Second Senior Brother, do you want to return to the Demon Heaven Pavilion next?”

“No.”

Yu Shangrong shook his head, “I will go north after the list is resolved.”

“Where to go?”

“Xiao Xianshan.”