Peerless Immortal Surrounded by Demonic Disciples

Early the next morning.

In the Penglai Temple, dozens of inner disciples who had just broken through the soul stage were waiting inside.

They are all outstanding figures of this generation, the mainstay of the Penglai School in the future, and even the well-known figures in the world of comprehension. They are not old yet, yet they are full of ambition and high spirits.

"Which senior Jin Dan will lead the team this time?" a female disciple wearing a snake bun asked softly, "Brother Xiao An has always been well informed, do you know about this?"

She looked a little expectant, and thought: "Will it be Brother Zhou? I heard that Brother Zhou recently left the customs, and Xu has broken through the realm and achieved top grade..."

The young monk who had been called by her to be Senior Brother Xiao'an turned his head and gave her a frustrated look. His whole body was out of line with everyone. He sighed heavily, and said in a very short and very quick tone: "It's Senior Brother Li Huanhan."

The female disciple hadn't finished speaking the four words "High Grade Golden Pill", she suddenly heard the bad news, and stayed in place: "Brother Li, Senior Brother Li...Ah...?"

Li Huanhan's reputation is almost unknown in the Penglai school. That lunatic who only has cultivation only, even though he is extremely powerful and can be called the first person under Yuan Ying, but he has always been indifferent to people other than Xuanwei Xianjun. When he looked over, he seemed to be indifferent. Take a look at the harmful **** in the realm of comprehension...

While she was stunned, the giant hall behind the Hall of Fa was moved to both sides, revealing the appearance of the inner hall. The head of Zhou, the real person of Changning, and the fairy monarch Xuanwei are all on the seat of the inner hall, and beside that piece of bright snow, it is the back of Li Huanhan's dark robe, as tall as a pine and cypress.

...It's really Brother Li. The disciples who were talking softly and happily were suddenly silent, and seemed to be choked with one breath, unable to go up and down. Before the female disciple's eyes went dark, she felt that she would almost be able to pass on the spot.

On the other side of the seat of the inner hall, Zhou Zhengping, the head of Penglai, glanced at the disciples in the distance, and said to Jiang Yinghe: "I have said everything that should be explained. Let the children go."

These younger monks whose bone age is less than a hundred years old are indeed just children in the eyes of Zhou Zhengping's generation.

Jiang Yinghe nodded slightly, turned his eyes to his apprentice, and saw Li Huanhan's staring gaze, reflected in the **** eyes, and his emotions were deep and difficult to distinguish.

He had some preconceived notions about Li Huanhan, thinking that the other party was a little nervous, so he stretched out his hand and patted his apprentice on the shoulder, and comforted: "No.

I have to think more about it, we all know that you love the same kind of heart. It is not dangerous to be too concealed outside the border, as long as you try your best. "

Jiang Yinghe's words were light and cold, and his tone of voice was slightly gentle only when he spoke to Li Huanhan. There were no barriers in the inner and outer halls, and the waiting disciples listened to the words "love the same door" with complicated faces.

I don't know if I should complain about Brother Li's "heart of love for fellow students", or I am envious that he can receive this unique special treatment from Xuanwei Xianjun.

Li Huanhan lowered his eyes slightly and glanced at the fingers that fell on his shoulders. They were slender and thin, with a frosty color, and the light and cold dark fragrance seemed to spread through.

It is the aura of Jiang Yinghe's own Taoism.

Li Huanhan raised his hand, covering the back of Jiang Yinghe's hand with his palm, holding his fingers in his palm, his **** eyes looked darkly for a moment, and said: "The disciples will do their best."

Jiang Yinghe nodded and heard his follow-up words.

"After all, I am Master... the only apprentice for more than a thousand years."

This is a fact. Jiang Yinghe will naturally continue to answer. He was about to speak when he suddenly saw the progress bar behind the word "Han". It was just a dashed line and had not been implemented yet. The "Ajiang Master System" was immediately in his mind. Inside the prompt: trigger the important keyword [Unique].

Jiang Yinghe was taken aback for a moment, and subconsciously followed the system prompt to reply: "Yes, you are the only apprentice in this seat."

The system dinged, and the progress of the training bar was fully implemented. Jiang Yinghe looked at the red progress bar near 70% in the upper right corner, and for the first time had technical doubts about this system:

…My apprentice is only in the Golden Elixir period. Why does this progress bar look like riding on a rocket? Isn’t it a bit... too fast?

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The ghost town of Yunzhou.

When Jiang Yinghe arrived here, the city was already inundated with ghosts.

The land of Yunzhou has been a paradise for ghost repairs since ancient times, but it used to allow ordinary people to draw a clean place with the place where ghost repairs are located, but now somehow it breaks the rules, and those newly born ghost repairs often It is cruel and terrifying, exceeding boundaries and raging on the world.

Yan Caiwei, a real Changning person, stood beside him, holding the magic weapon in his hand and shook the soul bell. When the bell rang, the spirit of the ghosts around was greatly reduced. She turned her head to look at Jiang Yinghe, and said, "Junior Brother Jiang, you..."

She didn't finish her words, and the Xuejian Wangchen over there was already volleyed out, and wherever she passed, all the ghosts and spirits were cut off and turned into a clean.

Yan Caiwei was stunned. She put away the Dangxun bell without changing her face, rolled up her sleeves and rubbed her hands: "The younger brother is mighty

, I went to save the wounded. "

After that, Yan Caiwei, dressed in purple, went to check the injured, and went to meet with other people sent by the righteous sect.

When Jiang Ying stood in the ghost town of Yunzhou, and when he took back the Wangchen sword that had calmed the ghost, he swept away his consciousness and suddenly found a strange place.

The ghosts scattered all around, only the invisible flesh tangled up in the center of the ghost city, still cold and gloomy. Jiang Yinghe held the sword forward, feeling that this irregular body resembled the guardian boss he used to play games on the earth.

The meatball squirmed a bit, and it was a bit ugly.

Jiang Yinghe stretched out his hand, pinched a clean, and threw it over. Without responding, he directly slashed the surface of the fleshy body with a horizontal sword. The flesh and blood around him poured for a while, and inside the chopped flesh was a curled up figure.

The body shape is between youth and juvenile, and it seems that he has no sense of autonomy. Jiang Yinghe took a first look and felt that he was a monk swallowed by the body of this grievance, and he stretched out his hand to pull the figure up.

With this violent pull, the flesh and blood surrounding this body were all separated, and the body with residual temperature poured into his arms, as if he had just regained consciousness, and suddenly hugged him.

This is a hug with a little nascent feeling.

Qin Jun didn't expect that he would wake up like this.

In the feeling he has been in for thousands of years, there has always been only coldness and darkness. But now, he was enveloped by a soul exuding fragrance and full of delicious sensations. His Adam's apple rolled, his eyes opened slightly, and he saw the dazzling whiteness.

The endless pain of recasting his body is slowly fading, and the scene of being shaken by the sky thunder in his mind is still repeated, but this embrace is calm and steady, exuding a strong fragrance.

smell good……

Is this the plot of the top soul throwing arms and hugs? Is there such a good thing about reincarnation?

Qin Jun felt that his teeth were itching secretly, his current state was extremely weak, and his consciousness was not particularly clear. He wanted very much to bite the person in front of him, lick and lick his seductive soul, and make him a part of himself...

He thought so, and did the same.

The moment Jiang Yinghe hugged him, a didi didi system reminder sounded in his mind, saying that the unknown man in front of him was extremely talented, and he asked him to be his apprentice. He didn't expect that saving people would be able to save the joy of the accident. Just when he touched the other's wrist to explore the age of his bones, he was bitten by the child.

The teeth were on the collarbone, and I felt a little blood coming out.

This bone age is less than twenty years old

, The whole body invaded the body with ghost energy, and the biting energy was quite strong.

Jiang Yinghe hissed softly and didn't throw the person away. Instead, he stretched out his hand and patted him on the back, saying: "Don't be afraid, I'm here to save you, and the evil spirits have been purified."

The body of the person in his arms stiffened, as if he hadn't expected Jiang Yinghe's words.

Jiang Yinghe thought he was scared, thinking that the other party was the only good seedling that met the system standards, and patiently continued to comfort him: "By my side, you are safe now."

Qin Jun's movements stopped, his body was full of evil spirits, his body was tattered, weak and hollow, but he was not rejected by the person in front of him, but softly said words of comfort.

For Qin Jun, this was a unique situation. He was taken aback for a moment, and his thoughts broke apart.

After biting this person, he was held tighter and firmer. What's the reason? As Qin Jun thought, he licked the blood on the opponent's collarbone.

Jiang Yinghe who was licked a few more times: "...You are hungry?"

Qin Jun leaned on his shoulder, his voice was slow for a moment, and said, "Yes."

It tastes delicious, and the breath on the body has a light and gentle taste. The roots of the uncontrollable teeth are itchy, wanting to lick, bite, and eat into the abdomen.

Jiang Yinghe thought that people trapped in that kind of environment would always be afraid, but he was slightly surprised at his boldness. He stretched out his hand and stroked the place where the wound was bitten, and his fingertips touched the faint red cut and the collarbone. Tooth marks, use spiritual power to heal the scars.

Qin Jun lay in his arms, staring at his slender fingers with a concealed, thoughtful, and slightly longing gaze, and then these iron-gray eyes closed restrained.

...For the time being, I can't eat it.