Kind of Immortals

Chapter 489 Evil Spirit Patriarch
Qinglin really underestimated these five people. Although their cultivation bases were not very high, they all had unique skills.

The big man can shrink bones, one of them can burrow into the ground, and one of them is tall and thin, and his reaction is very quick. As for the overweight monk who likes to talk, he can keep out the wind and rain with a folding fan. The most incredible thing is the last A white-haired boy can actually use the power of the wind to resolve the crisis.

"Who are you guys? It's only been a few hundred years, how can there be so many capable people?" The cold and beautiful woman not only didn't get any benefit from the fight with a few people, but suffered a lot of losses. , which made her very angry.

"You don't care who we are, who you are, report your name. I, Leng Zhan, never bully unknown people." The big man said domineeringly, it turned out that this person was called Leng Zhan.

"Brother, don't talk nonsense to her. She has lived for hundreds of years according to what she means. How can she be an ordinary person? As long as we defeat her, we will be famous." The fat monk waved his folding fan, even if the cold woman Don't trouble him, he also intends to fight her to the end.

The cold woman looked at Qinglin and the others, those pedestrians under her control had been injured in seven or eight, and there were very few left who could continue to beat them.

"Auntie, let me help you."

The two people who made noodles with the cold and beautiful woman rushed out together. The voice of the woman who spoke was familiar, but her appearance was ordinary. I don't know if she also used a fake face.

"Evil Spirit, you just left the customs not long ago, let me deal with them." The man took off the veil wrapped around his head, and the ordinary old man turned into a monk in his forties. His eyes were full of gloom, and he didn't know what kind of exercises this person had practiced, but it made people feel chills without concealing it.

"Didn't I say that you will not be allowed to show up? Everyone is disobedient." The cold and beautiful woman scolded the two of them angrily, thinking that they had ruined a good thing.

"Aunt, the evil spirit..." You Ruo murmured silently, at first she felt that the woman called Aunt seemed familiar, but when she heard the voice, she felt that she definitely knew her.

"Yuehe?"

Before You Ruo could think of it, Qing Lin said it first.

"That's right, it's Yue He's voice." You Ruo glared at the woman, except for the fake face that looked more and more similar.

Luo Nanling looked at the cold woman in surprise: "If she is Yuehe, then isn't her aunt the ancestor of the evil spirit?"

"I didn't want to reveal my identity so quickly. Since you have seen through it, I have nothing to hide. That's right, I am the ancestor of the evil spirit, Yue He's aunt." The ancestor of the evil spirit said proudly. Said.

She originally thought that everyone would be shocked when they knew her name, but unexpectedly, except for some reactions when Luo Nanling said it, everyone was very calm.

"Why, don't you believe it?" The ancestor of the evil spirit looked at the people angrily, feeling that he had not only suffered from a few juniors, but also been ignored.

"It's not that I don't believe it. What's the fuss about an old witch who died and came back to life?" Leng Zhan said indifferently.

"You..." The anger of the ancestor of the evil spirit has become unbearable from the beginning. This feeling of being discriminated against and insulted made her extremely angry: "Today I will let you see the difference between a dead person and a living person."

The title of ancestor of evil spirits is not called out for no reason, but because this person knows the art of evil spirits. Many times, she is not seen at all, but some unexpected things will happen to others, which can make life worse than death. See Looking at her evil eyes, everyone's expressions became serious.

Yue He tore off the skin of her face to reveal her true face, all her eyes of hatred fell on You Ruo, especially after her green beads were frozen into ice by You Ruo's ice silkworms, she never slept peacefully, The two-headed python raised since she was a child is like her own child, and only she can experience the pain of loss.

"Gu Tian, ​​you go and deal with them, and I will help you as soon as I finish these people." The ancestor of the evil spirit ordered.

"Beiming Gutian?" Qing Lin was a little surprised when he heard the name, because Wu Guzi mentioned this person, this Beiming Gutian is not comparable to ordinary people, although he is a subordinate called the ancestor of evil spirits, but his ability Not under her, but no one knows why he is willing to follow the ancestor of the evil spirit. Some say it is because of gratitude, while others say it is because of feelings.

"Hehe..." Beiming Gutian laughed heartily a few times: "I didn't expect that after hundreds of years, there are still people who remember my name."

"It's just that I don't know why you insist on helping the evildoers?" Qinglin heard that this person was originally a person in a narrow sense, but later became like this because of the ancestor of the evil spirit.

"Living for our own pursuits, we can't talk about who is right and who is wrong." Beiming Gutian didn't explain, and didn't intend to refute Qinglin's words, as if he had seen through the world.

Qinglin probably heard some meaning, it seems that this person really took this evil path for the sake of the ancestor of the evil spirit.

"What nonsense." The ancestor Xie Ling seemed worried that Beiming Gutian would be moved by Qinglin's words, and said impatiently: "Be careful yourself, people who can hold the Qinglong sword are not easy to deal with, let alone There are others to help."

Beiming Gutian nodded, obeying the words of the ancestor of the evil spirit.

The ancestor of the evil spirit slowly raised his arm, and saw that the hands gradually became as black as ink, and spread upwards along the arm, until the white face also turned black, and her movements slowed down.

"Get away from this witch quickly." The fat monk holding the folding fan opened the folding fan, and reminded the people around him while stepping back.

"It's too late." The ancestor of the evil spirit glanced at several people, his face was full of sarcasm, and he didn't see any other actions of her, but it made people feel chills, as if an invisible danger had already quietly arrived.

I saw that the smallest monk among them had not had time to take precautions, and his whole body began to turn black, just like the color of the hands of the ancestor of the evil spirit.

"What the hell is this?" The little monk clapped his hands while retreating back in disbelief and horror, looking in great pain.

"Fifth." The tall and thin man ran forward to take the little monk away, only to see that the hand that had just touched his body turned pitch black.

"What the hell is going on?" The tall, thin man reacted like the little monk, as if his body was extremely itchy and kept scratching.

"Don't touch their bodies again, this is a kind of poison that spreads extremely fast." Qing Lin glanced at this side and reminded.

Leng Zhan's face completely changed color. Before he even made a move, two brothers were poisoned. It can be seen that this ancestor of the evil spirit is much more terrifying than they imagined.

"Brother Qinglin, I was too presumptuous in Leng Zhan before, and I just wanted to try my skills when I followed you, and I didn't really want to win the treasure. Please save my two brothers." Leng Zhan really didn't want to Seeing that his brother has been suffering, he can only ask Qinglin for help.

(End of this chapter)