I am not a demon because I have the equivalent scale

"Master, what did the disciples do wrong?" An Xingsheng looked at Wang Zijia, who suddenly came to life, and asked respectfully.

Wang Zijia ignored An Xingsheng, but looked at a strange face in the crowd where An Xingsheng was.

The man was shocked when he saw Wang Zijia's eyes suddenly looking at him.

However, before he could make any move, Wang Zijia raised his hand and his magic power emerged like a thread. He lost control and floated up directly.

Under the different expressions of the crowd, Wang Zijia waved and slowly floated in front of Wang Zijia.

"Junior Zou Zongshi, the master of the Xilin seedling lineage, belongs to the Dao Court, and is a true disciple of the wood spirit lineage. He opened his lineage in Xilin seventy years ago and met the God!"

Zou Zongshi, who was in the realm of the real person, was imprisoned and flew in front of Wang Zijia, obviously forcing himself to remain calm.

Wang Zijia ignored him, and his magic power flowed for a moment. As Wang Zijia cast the spell, it seemed that he had confirmed something, and he said with interest:

"You are so brave that you actually reached into my meeting hall?"

"Do you think that I, the reincarnated sword immortal, am just a decoration?"

"Or do you think that my Yuanshen cultivation is fake?"

"Or do you think that you can rest easy now that you have survived safely under the cross-checks of the Dark Hall and the Law Enforcement Team?"

As Wang Zijia spoke, Zou Zongshi, who had been forcing himself to remain calm, suddenly changed his expression.

That's right, this is actually a secret spy, and he is an old acquaintance, a secret spy from the Demon Sect.

If he was from Feixian or Daqian, Wang Zijia would obviously not have such an attitude, and would even be too lazy to pay attention.

An Xingsheng and others also changed their expressions when they heard this, because they brought the person here!

Without waiting for Wang Zijia to continue speaking, Zou Zongshi's magic power fluctuated, and he wanted to do something.

"Heh, it seems that you really think that this seat, a soul cultivator, is just a decoration!"

As Wang Zijia spoke, countless runes emerged, and the next moment, Zou Zongshi's spiritual power disappeared, just like a mortal.

He widened his eyes in horror, and the disciples around him were also stunned.

Because they clearly sensed that Zou Zongshi was not sealed.

It was as if... he really became a mortal in an instant, and his body was even visibly old, full of the decay of mortal old people.

"Ahem..."

Zou Zongshi hurriedly uttered a few extremely frightened old mutterings, his eyes were turbid, his consciousness was chaotic, he felt that he had become extremely dull, and his mind was filled with only fear.

There was also a sudden abundance of all kinds of messy life knowledge, but the magic was almost forgotten!

It was as if his hundreds of years of cultivation life was a dream.

"You are just a real person, you dare to act wild in front of me. It seems that I am too kind!"

"Well, if the Xilin veins are to be coordinated, they really need to be cleaned up."

Wang Zijia ignored Zou Zongshi at all. With a slightly cold tone, he floated out of the hall with the almost decayed old man.

The disciples looked at each other. Seeing Wang Zijia who was obviously furious, no one dared to speak. Some of them followed him silently with fear.

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Wang Zijia left the hall, walked away from Baitao Peak in the air, and floated to the sky above the Yufu vein.

The next moment, he waved to the old man.

The black air was forcibly drawn out of the old man's body. The moment the black air appeared, it wanted to turn into a black skeleton and pounce on Wang Zijia.

Obviously, its power level was extremely high, but after all, the number was too small, and it was directly dispersed by Wang Zijia.

The next moment, Wang Zijia used this as a traction and burst out with a strong spiritual light.

Then his pupils turned golden, his whole body was full of vigor, his silver hair fluttered, as if he was a god descending.

This movement instantly alarmed the veins below.

Countless disciples looked at the suddenly angry vein master, the Lord of the Veins, blankly, and many people were in doubt.

I don’t know who dares to offend this person in this situation!

And with Wang Zijia’s actions, all kinds of dark threads appeared densely in the sky, extending to the distance.

“Huo, there are still many people. Has the Xilin vein been infiltrated so seriously? It is really a place where filth and dirt are hidden!”

Wang Zijia’s face was inexplicable, his body expanded rapidly, and the huge fluctuation of mana attracted the attention of many people.

“Roar!”

“Lord of the Veins, spare my life!”

“The disciple is innocent!”

“Old ghost, you will not die well!”

“Demon Dao, my Holy Sect will one day flatten your demon Dao evil kiln.”

The next moment, many places in the Xilin veins exploded.

Countless threads emerged from the sky, like a huge network, and at the end of each thread, there was a disciple coming back.

There were boys, priests, and even many real people.

In just a short moment, hundreds of people were hanging in the sky!

Wang Zijia caught three secret agents from the Dark Hall in one breath!

Some of these people looked ashen and accepted their fate;

Some kept admitting their mistakes and begging for mercy, regretting their actions;

Some refused to admit their mistakes;

Two of them roared at Wang Zijia, obviously the elites of the Demon Sect.

Many disciples below looked at all this in a daze or astonishment, with faces full of surprise.

Wang Zijia looked at the secret agent disciples from three halls in front of him, his expression a little dazed.

Four years ago, a ghost Dark Hall made him unable to sleep and eat, trembling with fear, and panic all day long.

However, now, he can get rid of so many disciples with a wave of his hand.

"Demon, if you have the guts to kill me, the Holy Sect will one day flatten the nests of you demons and destroy you demons..."

One of the secret spy hall masters cursed at Wang Zijia, obviously wanting to anger Wang Zijia and get rid of him as soon as possible.

Wang Zijia glanced at him indifferently, and he instantly stood still like a duck with its throat pinched. The next moment.

"Ah..."

A shrill roar resounded through the sky.

The disciples below, who didn't know what was going on, looked at Wang Zijia in fear at the mighty power in the sky.

During this moment of delay, the two infant gods, each with a group of people, hurried over from the direction of the Seven Peaks.

One was led by an elder in a green shirt and purple cloud robe, who belonged to the Law Hall.

The other was led by a man in black clothes, who was obviously a member of the Anbu. It was rare to see him appear so openly.

Behind the two, there were twenty real people.

They came to Wang Zijia and immediately bowed respectfully, saying, "Greetings, Uncle Master Wang!"

"Greetings, Lord Chiyang!"

Wang Zijia looked at the two groups of people who came, one was the elder of the Law Hall, and the other was the head of the Dark Hall.

"They came quite quickly!" He glanced at the two groups of people and said, "Since they are here, I will leave it to you to deal with them. These are all spies from the Bone Soul Temple."

The people from the Law Hall who came were all shocked and said in panic, "Disciples and others are not doing a good job, please punish us, Uncle Master!"

Wang Zijia glanced at them indifferently and said, "People ran into my meeting hall and wandered around me. It's really a dereliction of duty."

"You should also spend some time cleaning up these Xilin veins. After all, they are also veins of the sect, not exclusive to harboring filth. . "

At this point, Wang Zijia paused, looked at the God of the Law Hall and said:

"It doesn't matter if you don't care. It just so happens that I haven't seen Brother Luo for several days. The last time he came to me, we didn't have a good chat. I don't mind visiting and talking about these things. "

The old man in the Law Hall trembled slightly, sweat on his forehead, and said in fear: "Uncle Master, calm down. Disciples know that we are wrong. Please give me a chance. "

Wang Zijia glanced at him lightly, without scolding anything, and there was no need to scold.

With his current status, such words are already a great blow to the people below.

Wang Zijia looked at the dark guards in black tights and said: "What are you doing here again?"

"Uncle Master, in the wartime state, it is related to secret spies. Our dark guards need to cooperate with us, so all the information must be collected back!" The man in black tights said with extraordinary respect.

Wang Zijia nodded and said, "Okay, take them down. Don't ask me to clean up the Xilin veins again."

"I obey the order!"

The two groups of people went down with fear and trepidation.

Wang Zijia looked down at the vein below. Countless people were looking at him at this moment.

Seeing his gaze, he subconsciously lowered his head.

Wang Zijia ignored everyone, but his mana surged, and a clear scan emerged.

In fact, with the current scale of the Yufu vein, it is also difficult for the Yuanshen master to sort out the entire vein one by one, but...

In the entire Yufu vein, most of the disciples were planted with demons by him!

After the intelligent brain eliminated these people, there were only a few left!

So after Wang Zijia checked the rest and confirmed that there was no demon sect dark hall in the vein, he didn't care.

For other veins, since the Law Hall has been ordered, let them deal with it.

Below, many disciples who were nervous breathed a sigh of relief.

Because the entire Yufu vein, as well as Daqian and Feifei, they were doing guest work on the surface, and they also did a lot of intelligence in secret.

Of course, it was not a serious matter.

After discovering that Wang Zijia was only targeting the Demon Sect and ignoring them, they confirmed the rumors one by one and reported back to the sect that the rumors that Wang Zijia was close to the three disciples of the Immortal Alliance were true.

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After a while, after everything calmed down, everyone returned to the Baitao Building.

"Disciples and others did not investigate and let the Demon Sect's spies sneak in. Please punish the vein master!"

Back to the hall, An Xingsheng brought a group of people and immediately apologized.

Wang Zijia waved his hand indifferently, as if nothing had happened, and said: "Don't worry about me, you continue to argue!"

Disciples: "······"

Looking at Wang Zijia, who seemed to have nothing happened and sat back in the main seat calmly, and acted like a wooden man, the disciples below looked at each other for a moment before continuing to argue.

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In the following days, the various veins of Xilin were in turmoil, causing a big commotion and panic.

Everyone knew that the cause of everything was that a secret spy dared to provoke the Yuanshen Divine Lord.

He was also the reincarnation of the Sword Immortal Jiujie Chiyang, so he knew that this thorough investigation would be thorough after all.

So many people were very honest and didn't even dare to touch the various dark markets and some gray areas.