In an unknown space, the painter frowned slightly.
"How many times have I told you that demon cultivators can only be trapped in the Beast Control Sect! Yun Manlou's courage is really too great!"
Obviously, after the lone wolf fully displayed his aura, the artist had already sensed it. After all, the shackles around his neck were painted by the artist.
For the first time, anger appeared on the painter's face.
"Huh!" He snorted coldly, and then muttered a few obscure spells silently.
In the sky of Chongnan Temple, a mysterious force suddenly appeared on the black line on the neck of the lone wolf. The breath of the lone wolf suddenly stopped like a candle falling into the sea of ice.
Immediately afterwards, the black line began to spread from his neck as the origin.
In a moment, Lone Wolf turned into pitch black.
Then, his body began to melt.
Drops of black ink dripped and were blown away by the strong wind in the air.
Each and every demon cultivator at the peak of Mahayana turned into nothingness in just a few breaths of time.
The three masters at the pinnacle of Mahayana not far in front of him looked at each other and were at a loss.
What kind of power is it that makes the demon cultivator, who seems to be very troublesome, disappear like this?
Lu Haodang took a deep breath, looked around, and then said in a trembling voice: "Master Jianglong, but which secret master in Chongnan Temple took action?"
Lord Jianglong shook his head and said: "Such a technique is unheard of. It is really elusive..."
...
In the sky at the edge of the endless sea, Yun Manlou sat in a secret room, staring at the mental fetus in front of him, and his whole body was in a tense state.
Suddenly, he seemed to sense something, and immediately held the spiritual embryo of his mind in his chest, flew out of the floating island of the Beast Control Sect, and stopped in mid-air a few miles away.
He raised his eyes and saw where the sea and the sky met, an old horse with a tall frame, walking towards him with heavy four hooves. It was said that it was walking, but in fact it was walking on the air.
The strange thing is that although the horse seemed to be walking very slowly, it arrived in front of Yun Manlou in a few breaths.
Standing in front of the horse, Yun Manlou's body was only as high as the horse's back.
The horse's orange-yellow mane is a little messy, and its skin is shriveled. You can tell it's old at first glance.
On the horse's back hung an empty suitcase.
The old horse glanced at Yun Manlou, then looked back at the luggage on his back, and then let out a few hoarse horse calls.
Yun Manlou understood, he stepped forward and put the spiritual fetus of his mind into the luggage on the horse.
The old horse shook his body, then slowly turned sideways.
Suddenly, its tail swiped. The speed was so fast, and Yun Manlou was not prepared at all. This time, it hit Yun Manlou directly on the chest.
He groaned, and with great force, he was kicked back a hundred feet.
Feeling a slight salty taste in his throat, Yun Manlou cleared his throat and spit out half a mouthful of blood.
But even so, he still didn't dare to be a little presumptuous when he looked at Lao Ma.
Lao Ma turned around, and a hoarse voice came from his throat.
"This is a small punishment for what you did."
"The painter asked me to tell you that if I don't kill you this time, I will treat it as repaying the kindness of your ancestors. From now on, there will only be an exchange of interests between him and you. If you cross the line again, you know the consequences.
!”
After saying that, the old horse moved its hooves and disappeared into the horizon.
After Lao Ma completely disappeared, Banque appeared next to Yun Manlou.
"This distance is simply not a problem for the painter. However, he completely let you do this for him. Moreover, even to take away the thing, he didn't show up in person." Banque frowned.
Wrinkled, it seems that there are still words left unsaid.
Yun Manlou wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said, "It seems that he is also trapped."
"I really can't understand what kind of person or thing can even trap him?"
Yun Manlou said calmly: "Why are you thinking so much? That kind of level is simply not what we can think about now. There are some things that we may naturally know when we gain strength."
Seeing Yun Manlou's relaxed expression, Banque asked with some confusion: "You just took that blow, are you sure there is nothing wrong with it?"
"How can there be no problem?" Yun Manlou looked at the horizon, "That blow just now caused cracks in my Yuanying. It seems that it will not recover without a year or two of rest."
"You, you, you were too reckless when you were at Chongnan Temple!"
Yun Manlou looked back at Banque, then turned his head again, "Do you think I shouldn't let the lone wolf out at the end?"
"Could it be..." Banque thought for a moment, with an unbelievable look on his face, "Could it be that you did it on purpose?"
"Although the risk is very high, if I don't do that, the Beast Control Sect will always be floating around like duckweeds. I am gambling, a gamble about people's hearts. If I don't die, I will win more than half of the gamble.
.”
"bet?"
Banque's eyes flickered, then suddenly lit up, and he said: "You mean, you want to use this..."
"good!"
Yun Manlou's face was full of excitement, "After many years, our Beast Control Sect can finally appear openly and openly in the world of cultivation."
"But..." Banque said thoughtfully: "But because of this, he lost the trust of the painter. This is also a problem."
"Painter, you have never trusted us! Do you think that an old monster like him who has lived for so many years will trust us easily? The so-called my ancestors and his kindness are probably just excuses. He is interested in
Mine is simply because I can do anything for him without any regard for the existing order of the world of cultivation."
Banque tried to add: "At the same time, you also possess the unique secret method of the Beast Control Sect that can quickly improve your cultivation. As long as he gives you demon cultivation, you can grow infinitely and become his most powerful arm?"
"Arms?" Yun Manlou sneered, "In the painter's eyes, the only people of his kind who can be his arms are his own kind. For example, the owner of the old horse just now."
The sea breeze howled, causing the clouds all over the building to flutter. He pondered for a moment and then continued: "He is already trapped. And I am by no means a thing in the pool!"
Yun Manlou flicked his sleeves and robe, as if he looked arrogant to the world.
Banque's somewhat transparent figure stood beside him, looking into the distance just like him.
After a while, a figure appeared not far behind Yun Manlou from far away.
"Sect Master!" The man bowed and raised his head. This man was none other than Jiuying Elder Feng Chengping. Although his face remained the same and he looked at it suddenly, he seemed to have a bit more of a master's character.
Yun Manlou didn't look back. He put his hands behind his back and said, "Has he recovered?"
"Thank you, Sect Master, for your concern. My subordinate's body has fully recovered. As long as the Sect Master gives the order, my subordinates can charge into battle for the Sect Master at any time!"
"That's all. For the time being, you should consolidate your cultivation. Soon, there will be plenty of opportunities to charge into battle."
"Yes, Sect Master..."
"Huh?" Yun Manlou frowned slightly, "You seem to have something else to say?"
Feng Chengping lowered his voice and said: "There is news that Elder Jiang has killed Wei Shuyang of Qinghongxuan!"
"What?" Yun Manlou suddenly turned around and said loudly: "You said Jiang Xiaoyu killed Wei Shuyang? Qinghongxuan's Wei Shuyang who had just entered the early stage of Mahayana?"
"Yes!" Feng Chengping nodded, "Elder Jiang used his cultivation in the transformation stage to kill Wei Shuyang. Although Wei Shuyang's Yuanying ran away, his physical body was completely destroyed! It's just..."
"Just what?"
"It's just that later, Elder Jiang was caught up by Lin Zhihuan of the Four Elephants Sect. Not long ago, he was taken away by Lin Zhihuan!"
"Lin Zhihuan?" Yun Manlou chewed on this familiar name, and then slowly said: "Elder Jiang and Lin Zhihuan once had a master-disciple relationship. I think Lin Zhihuan shouldn't embarrass him too much.
of."
"But if..." Yun Manlou's voice suddenly became harsh, "If he is not kind to my son-in-law, I will go to the Four Symbols Sect again to check the feng shui. This time, they may not be as good as the last time.
Feeling better!"
"besides..."
"what else?"
Feng Chengping lowered his head and said: "In order to follow Elder Jiang, the palace master took two people in green and red robes and went to the Four Elephants Sect privately..."