Chapter 883

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"You don't know what I've been doing all these years. "The registered member of Piao astronomy recommends the work." the registered member of Piao astronomy recommends the work. The registered member of Piao astronomy recommends the whole text of the work. "Fan Haixin asked in a deep voice.

"What are you doing? I've heard that you swore at the beginning that you would never stop killing the last zombie. "

"Not bad!" Fan Haixin raised his eyebrows and said, "I've been chasing zombies all these years, and now there's only one zombie left. He's the leader of zuojiezong. But now things have changed. "

"Has it changed?" Yang Linglong's face was full of confusion.

Between fan Haixin's eyebrows, Ning Zhong said: "I saw the patriarch a few days ago!"

"Well?" Yang Linglong put down the tea cup in her hand, flashed a trace of coldness in her eyes and said, "but did you track him?"

Fan Haixin shook his head and said, "no, he came to see me on his own initiative."

Yang Linglong's expression is a Leng: "he came to see you on his own initiative? Is he not afraid that you will kill him? "

Fan Haixin's face twitched for a moment, his eyes full of bitterness, and said: "in fact, I have never been his opponent. In the past, he was always hiding from me and didn't want to see me! Maybe he still remembers that I'm the only remaining disciple of zuojiezong. I'll be merciful. "

Yang Linglong sat there stupidly, suddenly surprised, jumped up from the chair and said: "he came to you in person? Do you mean that zombie already has a mind? "

Fan Haixin's face was even more bitter: "he didn't have thinking now, but he had thinking very early. I'm afraid I would have been dead if he hadn't been merciful. "

"How could that be?" Yang Linglong sat on the chair feebly.

Fan Haixin's eyes suddenly became blurred, and he murmured: "after the LORD came, he restrained me, and then told me the whole story in detail."

Yang Linglong's spirit was a shock. She sat up straight from her chair and looked at fan Haixin with bright eyes. Fan Haixin was even more confused in his eyes. He said mechanically like a puppet:

"the patriarch said. Our zuojiezong was originally to cultivate the power of the soul, but this skill is very difficult to cultivate. So they wanted to invent a kind of skill. But did not expect that eventually caused the demise of zuojiezong. Originally, the patriarch thought that he had become a zombie, even though he later had wisdom, and his body was similar to that of human beings, and he was no longer a zombie. The registered member of Piao astronomy recommended the work.

however, when the patriarch broke through the distraction period which was equivalent to a human monk, he suddenly generated a piece of skill in his consciousness. Only then did the Lord know. He didn't know why he took the road of sorcery. According to the analysis after the suzerain, it may be that after he turned into a so-called zombie, he had lost his original spirit. After that, I don't know why, maybe there is no Yuanshen. He can only refine his body. After reaching the distraction period, he accidentally sensed the secret methods of the sorcerer family hidden in the way of heaven, which led him to embark on the road of sorcery completely. "

"Well He What's the purpose of your Lord coming to you? "

Fan Haixin said with a wry smile: "he said that I am the only disciple left in zuojiezong, so the responsibility of revitalizing zuojiezong falls on my shoulder. He wants to give me a big chance to join the witch clan, practice the witchcraft and establish the witchcraft sect. He is the God of witchcraft. I am the leader of the sorcery. "

After listening, Yang Linglong's face changed. She looked at fan Haixin hesitantly, and finally said coldly:

"do you agree? So, you invited me to join the sorcerer this time? I don't know what position the Lord will give me? "

Fan Haixin's face was stunned, and then said: "Linglong, do you think I will join in?"

"Why not?" Although Yang Linglong is still a questioning tone. But his face softened a lot.

Fan Haixin fixed his eyes on Yang Linglong, who was sitting opposite. He asked in a voice: "Linglong, I'm afraid you don't know the witch, do you?"

Yang Linglong looked stunned, then nodded: "yes, I don't understand!"

Fan Haixin sighed: "the practice method of the witch clan is different from ours..."

Half an hour later, fan Haixin told Yang Linglong about the witches in detail. Then he said anxiously:

"the world of cultivating immortals in our vast continent is a world without belief. We practitioners believe in ourselves and train ourselves. We are fighting against heaven. It is against heaven to practice and soar. Now suddenly, there is a kind of belief. If we can't eliminate it when it is in its infancy, its believers will spring up like mushrooms, which will bring a disaster to the whole vast continent. "

"Well What do you mean by calling me here this time is that you want me to join hands with you to kill your patriarch? "

Van Helsing shook his head. With a wry smile, he said, "we are not his rivals. I invite you to join hands with me to deal with the believers who join the witch clan. If you see one killing another, those monks who haven't joined the sorcery will be afraid and cut off the road of the sorcery from the root. As long as his followers are fewer and fewer, he will lose the power of faith, and his accomplishments will be lower and lower. It will be easy to eradicate him at that time. ""Kill his followers? Can we do it? " Yang Linglong looks a Zheng after, the tone hesitates to say.

"Of course not!" Fan Haixin's tone was full of murderous intention and said: "however, we can start against those big forces first. As long as we destroy those big forces, we will have enough deterrent effect."

"What?" Yang Linglong was so frightened that she jumped up from her chair again and said, "has he built up his power?"

"Not bad!" Fan Haixin also stood up from his chair and said in a deep voice: "Lord, he has established several forces. The biggest one is a gang of bandits. These bandits are not simple. They are called flames. They are well organized and are said to have tens of thousands of members all over the vast continent. I don't know what method the patriarch used to pull the flame organization onto the road of the witch clan. What we're going to do now is nibble at the flame tissue. "

Fan Haixin looked more and more serious and said: "the Lord told me that the slogan of this flame organization is to unify the whole world of cultivating immortals, and lead the human beings in the vast continent to the road of cultivating the witches."

In the open-air market of Sanxian City, business is still booming and the flow of people is bustling. Although there is no good goods here, the advantage lies in the cheapness, and sometimes you can really find a big bargain here. Therefore, many monks are willing to come to this open-air market to trade, even if they don't buy anything, they also come here to look around. Who knows when they can pick up a leak?

At this time, Lingxiao was walking in the bustling open-air square city, but her eyes just skimmed over the stalls at random. It seemed that her spirit had not been put on the picking up.

In fact, this action against witches, not only taixuanzong sent his disciples, but also various sects in the North participated in various ways. If this matter is allowed to spread, it will indeed affect the foundation of the world of cultivating immortals.

Lingxiao, as the leader of Chiyang sect, naturally has to make a contribution. Although his cultivation is very high, the strength of the clan is still only the third rate clan, so he had to fight in person. Now Lingxiao has avenged himself and regained the Chiyang sect, and his mind is peaceful. He was originally a great man, but now he has settled down his previous experience, and the temperament of the sect leader is getting stronger and stronger.

At this time, all the statues and temples of the witch in the north were swept away by the northern cultivators, but they still did not find the witch. Lingxiao walks along the square market in a bored way, with a woman beside him.

The woman was dressed in a light yellow dress. A jade pendant was hanging from her slender waist and swayed with her gait. That woman's beautiful eyes did not go to see those stalls, but from time to time staring at the side of Lingxiao, eyes sometimes blurred, blushed.

"Brother Lingxiao, what do you like?" The woman saw Lingxiao some not to give up, some angrily asked. However, I try my best to make my voice gentle.

"I'm sorry, Miss Zhang. We are not brothers and sisters. You'd better call me elder martial brother Ling." Lingxiao slightly frowned, a trace of impatience flashed in his eyes.

"Oh ~ ~" Miss Zhang's eyes flashed a trace of loss and said: "Ling Elder martial brother, what do you see in Fangshi? "

Lingxiao glanced around and said lazily, "no!"

Miss Zhang turns her eyes, squats in front of a stall, picks up a stone, shakes it towards Lingxiao and says: "Ling Elder martial brother, what kind of material is this? "

Lingxiao shook his head helplessly, stepped forward, squatted beside Miss Zhang, and looked at the stone in her hand. Just looking at it, he was no longer interested and said:

"a piece of low-level material, nothing to look good."

"Oh ~ ~" Miss Zhang let out a look of disappointment, put the stone back to the booth, and then she took Lingxiao's arm and stood up and said:

"Lingxiao brother, I'm really useless, or Lingxiao brother is very powerful. You can see that it's a useless stone at a glance."

Ling Xiao frowned again and pulled his arm out of the woman's hand, saying coldly:

"Miss Zhang, you and I only know each other through this battle of cleaning up the witch clan. The time is short and we are not familiar with each other. Please stop calling me brother Lingxiao... "

Before Lingxiao's words came down, a clear and beautiful voice rang out from opposite him: "brother Lingxiao!"

When Miss Zhang heard that someone called brother Lingxiao, she was half jealous and half happy. Since two months ago, the God of witchcraft appeared in Beidi and Beidi began to fight against the God of witchcraft, their disciples of Baihua palace have met Lingxiao. As soon as I saw Lingxiao, countless disciples of Baihua palace took a fancy to Lingxiao.

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