Chapter six hundred and forty seventh, when the cannon fodder
Everyone was so frightened by this skinny old man that they dared not speak.
Although there is no breath at all, killing Nascent Soul is like chopping melons and vegetables.
Its strength is self-evident.
The little god Qin Zhao put away the coldness in his eyes, turned to look at the skinny old man, and said softly: "Thank you for your hard work, Uncle Liang."
"You're welcome, young master." The skinny old man just laughed and sat back down.
Apparently he is the guardian of the little god Qin Zhao.
I didn't expect that this illusory "Holy Land" could attract monks of this level, and it was indeed rare.
Many big forces will send people to protect their talented children.
This is normal.
However, it is indeed rare to send such a powerful transformation god.
After all, this kind of monk has a noble status and is a mainstay for all major powers. How could he give up his own practice and follow a junior everywhere.
However, this person called Qin Zhao "Young Master".
Maybe it's not just a guardian.
More like a slave.
When Lin Xi saw the skinny old man killing the middle-aged man so directly, she felt terrified for a moment that such a person could exist.
With such a method, I'm afraid it wouldn't be easy for me to escape if someone targets me.
Qin Zhao said slowly: "I know that the descendants of Guiyuan have grudges against many of you, but since I said not to start a fight rashly, please put aside your grudges for the time being."
He was not trying to protect Lin Xi.
Just to maintain their dignity.
After finally establishing the prestige, if you let others kill Lin Xi in the blink of an eye, wouldn't it be a slap in your face? What prestige is there?
At this time, someone still seemed to find it difficult to accept this, and said: "Little God, this person's origin is unknown, and he is so hated by others, and it is easy to cause unnecessary disputes. You just said that if someone deliberately causes a dispute, he will be treated as such.
As a member of the Demon Sect, this son..."
"Don't talk nonsense." Lin Xi was unhappy: "How could I be from the Demon Sect?"
"What proof do you have?" the man asked.
Lin Xi spread her hands: "Do I still need proof? I have killed the young master of the Demon Sect. Who can be less like a member of the Demon Sect than me?"
The man was speechless for a moment.
This seems to be the case.
As the events of the Jade Cauldron Holy Dynasty spread.
News of the death of Yan Yunluo, the young master of the Demon Sect, also spread.
And everyone has already attributed Yan Yunluo's death to the descendant of Guiyuan.
Qin Zhao frowned: "Okay, don't argue about such trivial matters."
Seeing the Little God Lord coming forward, that person naturally had no choice but to give up on targeting Lin Xi.
"The little god understands the righteousness, and I admire you." Lin Xi said seriously: "I will fully support you and supervise everyone carefully to see who dares to act recklessly."
The corners of Qin Zhao's eyes couldn't help but twitch.
How could there be such a shameless person.
Everyone hated this with itch.
But under the current situation, it seems that they have no way to deal with the descendants of Guiyuan.
Jiang Xiaoxi whispered: "Lin Xi, you look like a villain who has succeeded."
"Don't talk nonsense and use idioms randomly." Lin Xi said angrily.
"Hmph, shameless."
"..."
Lin Xi suddenly reacted, and then asked embarrassedly: "I was not invited, can I attend the Immortals Meeting?"
Everyone couldn't help but curse.
You also know that you did not receive an invitation.
It's not like he forced his way through the restricted area.
"It's okay, please feel free to take a seat." Qin Zhao's temples bulged and he suppressed the urge to get angry.
"Thank you, fellow Taoist." Lin Xi said to Jiang Xiaoxi: "I just said that the little god is a very humane person and will definitely not refuse other monks' requests to participate in the Immortal Association. Now I believe it."
Jiang Xiaoxi looked confused.
When did you say that?
The two of them took their seats.
Lin Xi ignored the murderous gazes around her, her face full of contentment.
Jiang Xiaoxi buried her head in her knees and pretended to be an ostrich.
It's still uncomfortable to be stared at by so many angry eyes.
Everything finally went as expected.
Everyone was waiting for Qin Zhao's next words.
Don't act rashly, this is obviously for other plans.
Not how much Qin Zhao really loves peace.
Everyone knows this.
This is also the reason why everyone is patiently continuing the gathering of immortals.
Qin Zhao stabilized his mind and said slowly: "Everyone knows that this place was originally the stronghold of the Demon Sect. Later, it was uprooted by a powerful monk. The mysterious person called this place a holy land."
"No other strongholds of the Demon Sect were affected, but this one was wiped out, so we have reason to believe that there is something unusual about this area."
"If you want to find the holy relic, it will definitely not be easy to rely on personal strength alone."
"So I hope everyone will not be stingy with their discoveries." Qin Zhao said: "If we can piece together the clues discovered by each other, we may make unexpected discoveries."
Although everyone expected this reason.
But when he really knew Qin Zhao's purpose, he was still a little surprised.
Because this matter is actually thankless.
I really don’t understand, with the little god’s strength, if they really discovered the holy relic, why would they need their help?
Lin Xi's eyes flickered at this moment.
It seems that I have come to the right place.
A young man with a stern face and a well-proportioned figure walked out. There was a layer of silver brilliance flowing on his body, and his every move was eye-catching. He had this ancient sword on his back, which was obviously extremely extraordinary.
The descendant of the line of ancient sword cultivators, Jing Nan.
Qin Zhao asked calmly: "Brother Jing, what's the matter?"
"I have clues to the holy relics in my hand." Jing Nan's voice was mellow and a little sharp: "But why should I share it? Is there any benefit to me?"
Others are afraid of Qin Zhao.
He is not afraid.
The sword cultivator seems to have never known what the word fear is.
"Of course the advantage is that everyone can find the holy relics faster," Qin Zhao said.
Jing Nan glanced at the audience: "Provide clues and then share the fate of immortality with so many monks in the audience? Why should I do this?"
These words indeed raised the doubts of many monks.
Don’t worry about scarcity, but worry about inequality.
If everyone cooperates, are those who have no contribution qualified to fight for immortality?
"This involves the information I have." Qin Zhao said slowly: "The holy relics here may be space passages that have long been in a state of neglect."
Everyone was surprised.
I didn't expect the other party to say it so simply.
This can give the monks who are looking everywhere like headless flies a general direction.
Jing Nan frowned: "Huh?"
"Brother Jingnan, don't you understand? Those who can't provide clues to the sacred relics should of course go deep into the abandoned passages for us to find out whether there is any danger." Qin Zhao said it bluntly.