When the Palace Master of Stop Killing saw this woman appear in the underground bar, Tian Lingling's face changed drastically and the glass in his hand shattered with a "crack".

The Palace Master of Stop Killing? When did she target me? I have no connection with anyone from the Palace of Stop Killing. Li Xianzong was shocked, and the information about the Palace Master of Stop Killing automatically emerged in his mind.

A musician by profession, he is suspected to be at the peak of the Saint Realm. He calmly retreated from the Xiahou family’s encirclement a while ago and is currently wanted.

"Uncle Tian, ​​what happened to the Chu family's massacre? It seemed like she came here specifically to see you?" Li Xianzong quietly reached into his trouser pocket and pinched the chalk.

"Li Xianzong, you're killing me!"

Tian Lingling's face turned pale. When he heard the words "the Chu family was exterminated", he knew that this woman was coming for him. Li Xianzong didn't know when he was targeted by the other party, and then he followed the clues and found this place.

"Boy, I will be responsible for holding her back later, you find a way to leave first." Although Tian Lingling wanted to blow Li Xianzong's head off, she still made a rational decision.

He was a level 5 Mist Lord, and with the combat power of an evil profession, he could compete with a level 6 lawful profession. Although the Palace Master of Stop Killing was at the peak of the Saint Realm, he couldn't beat him, but he could still tangle with him for a while.

Besides, there are still 20 to 30 evil professions here, all of them are walkers with twisted temperaments but strong combat power. At this time, the villains in the underground bar have not yet reacted.

Several men near the staircase whistled with ambiguous expressions and said jokingly:

"Little sister, why are you wearing such a beautiful dress to go out? Tsk, this skirt is nice, it makes you look like a lady from ancient times." "Lady, lift up your skirt to let the brothers see."

There were laughter everywhere. They thought the girl in the red dress was one of the kind who came to the underground bar to have fun. The Lord of Stop Killing turned his head and looked at the man who made the joke.

The next moment, a red line as thin as a hair came over, making a shrill sound. The man's wretched smile froze on his face, and then his head slowly slid down his neck.

The red thread wrapped around the head and rolled all the way to the stairs, leaving a trail of blood, and rolled to the edge of the Palace Master of Stopping Killing's skirt.

She raised her fair and delicate feet, stepped on the head's face, and giggled: "Do you think I look good under my skirt?" The underground bar fell into silence in an instant.

Where did this madman come from?

This sick laughter, this decisive and murderous character, is even more bloodthirsty than the bewitching demon, and even more perverted than the illusionist. Tian Lingling shouted:

"Everyone be careful, she is the Palace Master of Stop Killing, a musician at the peak of the Saint level. Let's work together to kill her." Everyone stood up, staring at the woman in red dress at the stairs with serious expressions.

Several men and women who were having sex also stopped moving. The men pulled out of the women's bodies, and the women loosened their legs that were wrapped around the men's waists. They didn't even wear clothes or pants, and they hurriedly took a stance to meet the enemy.

It turns out that this crazy woman is the Palace Master of Stop Killing. No wonder...

As native practitioners of Songhai, they naturally knew the name of the Palace Master of Stop Killing, who was one of the most powerful people below the elder level.

"Draft? Heaven knows, I came here to spend money, not to die."

"What are you afraid of? If this woman dares to come here, we can kill her in a round-robin battle. If you are below the Domination level, don't even think about leaving alive. "Tian Lingling is also a saint. With our help, we can't be afraid of a crazy woman."

The Palace Master of Stopping Killing bent down, scooped up a handful of blood from the head with his palm, and gently wiped it on the silver mask, revealing a sad and beautiful face.

The next second, countless slender red lines extended from behind her, like a bunch of blooming red flowers, or like twisted and terrifying tentacles.

The bartender grabbed a shotgun from the drawer of the wine cabinet and threw it to Tian Lingling in front of the bar. The latter picked it up, pointed it at the Palace Master of Stop Killing, and pulled the trigger.

"Bang!"

The muzzle of the gun sprayed smoke and the barrage of bullets covered the stairs.

The powerful shotgun shells were easily deflected by the red ropes as thin as hair.

This shot sounded the clarion call for a melee. The evil doers near the booths, those with guns drew their guns, those with props drew their props, and those who had nothing used their skills and engaged in hand-to-hand combat.

The Palace Master of Stopping Killing raised his slender snow-white neck, and a beautiful and loud singing voice came out of his throat.

As the song echoed, the villains in the underground bar felt a little dazed, the murderous intent in their hearts dissipated, their fears subsided, and their mentality became extremely peaceful.

Musicians can convey emotions through singing and influence listeners.

Mainstream musicians have three abilities: hypnosis, soothing, and inspiration.

Experienced musicians may be able to perform more delicate operations, such as using a certain song to enhance the emotions contained in the music and lyrics to make the listeners feel the corresponding emotions.

The more types of music there are, the more means there are.

While everyone was losing their fighting spirit and being comforted, the red line behind the Palace Master of Stop Killing rushed out and split into two parts, one part attacked the evil walker beside the booth, and the other part attacked Tian Lingling and Li Xianzong in front of the bar.

Puff puff puff

Six or seven people were pierced through the head and heart by red lines and died silently. Before dying, an illusionist let out a high-pitched scream.

Her voice could not compare to the singing voice of the Palace Master of Stop Killing, but it was like a small stone that created ripples. Tian Lingling, who was trying her best to compete with the singing, shuddered and broke free from the singing with the help of the illusionist's mental shock.

Li Xianzong suddenly woke up, and without thinking, he summoned a dirty, stinking coat and put it on. He closed his eyes and muttered: "You can't hit me, you can't hit me"

The red lines shot out and pierced Li Xianzong's lower abdomen, thighs, and arms, but the attacks on his head, heart and other vital parts were strangely separated, some heading towards the ceiling and some falling to the ground.

He used the third ability of this saint-level item - blessing!

Curses and prayers will definitely not be able to shake the Palace Master of Stop Killing, so you might as well make your luck better.

"hiss"

Li Xianzong's face twitched in pain.

On the other side, Tian Lingling stood still, his muscles bulging and tearing his outer clothes. With a "swish" sound, two illusory, not-so-solid arms stretched out from his shoulder blades, one hand holding a long knife and the other holding a short blade.

Two knives, one long and one short, were swung to cut off the red line that was shooting towards them.

The red line fell lightly to the ground like red rain.

Tian Lingling was just about to hold the double swords and engage in close combat with the Palace Master of Zhisha, when she suddenly saw the woman in a red skirt at the stairs, raised her snow-white wrist and snapped her fingers.

“Bang!”

The severed red threads came back to life and wrapped around Tian Lingling like tentacles, binding her up layer by layer.

The red line kept shrinking and tightening, cutting the skin of the Level 5 Mist Lord bit by bit, and blood flowed from the narrow wound.

"dominate?"

Tian Lingling's expression finally changed.

The level 5 Mist Lord has a signature skill - Iron Head and Iron Arms.

This skill has confirmed the Bewitching Demon's dominance in the melee field. Tian Lingling is extremely confident in his own defense, believing that even a lawful profession at the peak of the Saint Realm would not be able to break through his defense easily.

But as soon as they met, the proud iron body was broken by the red line of the killing palace master. When did she become the master? The killing copy had not yet started.

Master? Li Xianzong's heart trembled, and he quickly distanced himself from Tian Lingling and fled to the corner of the underground bar. At the same time, he took out the chalk from his trouser pocket.

Her real target is Tian Lingling, not me. As long as Tian Lingling can hold this crazy woman back, I can escape.

The twisted and crisscrossing tattoos on Tian Lingling's bald head glowed with a black light, and the light turned into a vortex, which made people's mentality distorted, their eyes have hallucinations, and their ears have auditory hallucinations.

The lines on Tian Lingling's head are not tattoos, but the manifestation of the upgraded power of bewitching. In the extraordinary stage of the bewitching demon, the runes are hidden in the eyes. When it reaches the saint realm, the runes will slowly spread throughout the body.

Once one reaches the realm of domination, bewitching runes will cover the entire body. If a low-level practitioner takes one look at it, they will become insane and be bewitched.

"Kill her, kill her at any cost." Tian Lingling's voice was low and ethereal.

Suddenly, the evil professions who were still alive at the booths had red eyes and rushed towards the Palace Master of Stop Killing without hesitation. The Palace Master of Stop Killing raised his arm and waved it vigorously. The dense red lines were like a fountain, twisting and sweeping across the whole venue.

There were loud ping-pong noises, chair backs were cut off, fine cracks were cut into the bar, the table was split in half, the cuts were even, the bodies of the evil professions were torn into pieces, heads flew off, bodies were cut in half, and their hands and feet were separated

Li Xianzong avoided most of the attacks by praying, but suddenly he felt a pain in his neck as a red thread as thin as a hair brushed against it.

He covered his neck and staggered back, blood gushing out from between his fingers.

"Blood, I want blood." Li Xianzong looked around randomly and saw an evil doer a few meters away from him. His upper and lower bodies were separated. He was struggling in pain but did not die immediately.

He staggered towards his target.

At this time, Tian Lingling took the opportunity to cut the red thread that was entangled around him and fled towards the back door of the bar. During the process, he grabbed a worn black pottery jar from the inventory and smashed it to the ground.

In an instant, layered and distorted illusions filled the space.

The body of the Palace Master of Stop Killing suddenly disintegrated and turned into a red torrent, rushing into the illusion and chasing after Tian Lingling.

Li Xianzong waited for the opportunity, immediately took out a butterfly knife and stabbed it into the heart of the evil walker.

The bloodthirsty passive ability of the bewitching demon was activated, and Li Xianzong's pupils lit up with a scarlet light. He continuously sucked the opponent's blood and essence, and the wound on his neck slowly healed.

Then, ignoring the horrible and twisted illusions around him, he quickly squatted down and drew a circle around him. A yellow light curtain descended, wrapped around him and disappeared.

The back door of the bar.

The ground here was littered with arms, thighs, and torsos, with hot organs mixed with blood flowing out. The Palace Master of Stop Killing stepped on the blood with bare feet, holding Tian Lingling's head in her hand, and she pieced the torso back bit by bit.

Then, she put on a black cloak that exuded a sinister aura, and instantly, dark and sticky power surged in her pupils, communicating with the spirit in her remaining body.

"Heaven and earth, please tell me which king led the massacre of the Chu family twenty-one years ago, and where are the Chu family's rule props?"

She muttered several times in a mysterious voice and swallowed the spirit in one gulp.

Official forum.

Li Xianzong attacked Pingtai Hospital, targeting Yuanshi Tianzun

At noon today, a post hit the headlines of the official forum and was highlighted in red and pinned to the top.

"According to a reliable senior from Taiyi Sect, today's attack on Songhai Pingtai Hospital was a carefully planned killing of Yuanshi Tianzun by Military Master Li Xianzong."

"Fortunately, although Yuanshi Tianzun was seriously injured, he managed to survive. After this incident, we were able to analyze the difference in combat power between the two sides. According to the senior from Taiyi Sect, it only took two minutes for the thick fog to cover the inside of the hospital and then to recede."

"But when the colleagues from Songhai Branch found Yuanshi Tianzun, his life was already hanging by a thread. This shows that Li Xianzong is extremely powerful and we should not take it lightly."

"This attack marks the beginning of the evil professional trial. Colleagues from all branches, please be alert to possible sneak attacks in the near future."

"As for the follow-up of Yuanshi Tianzun and Li Xianzong, this post will be continuously updated, please click and follow."

During this period of time, official practitioners in various places have been on high alert, but so far, all places are relatively calm. As the post said, the terrorist incident caused by Li Xianzong was the prelude to the trial of the evil camp.

Next, evil professions from all over the world will surely hear the news and start hunting down their selected targets.

[There is a long way to go: Yuanshi Tianzun couldn't defeat Li Xianzong either, but I didn't expect him to not last two minutes. ]

[The past days have been full of suffering: Yuanshi Tianzun still lacks some foundation. Although he is strong in the extraordinary stage, he is still far from the real leaders. This conflict has allowed us to roughly see his level. ]

[Please call me Queen: Why don't the two above call me "Tianzun"? Don't boost others' ambitions and destroy your own prestige. Yuanshi Tianzun has only been a spiritual realm walker for more than a month. If he is given another half a year, he may not lose to Li Xianzong. ]

[George the Pig: I expected that he would be targeted by the evil organization, but I didn't expect it to be Li Xianzong. I hope he can survive this crisis.]

[Jiang Yang: To be on the safe side, I think Yuanshi Tianzun should hide away and stay out of the spotlight.]

[Amorous Jenny: Old Jiang is back to being a bad guy. Why are you hiding? Hunt for Li Xianzong, kill him, and get the reward.]

In the forum, official practitioners from all over the country actively spoke and participated in the discussion.

The forum is always the most lively in the middle and end of each year, but also the heaviest. Perhaps a colleague who has just made a contribution today may die in an attack by an evil profession tomorrow.

Regarding Li Xianzong's high-profile attack, local officials were angry, but they could do nothing about it. After all, it was not in their jurisdiction.

At most, he would make a suggestion and ask Yuanshi Tianzun to stay out of the limelight. A gentleman's revenge is never too late. If he can be patient for a while, the situation will be peaceful. Perhaps he would not have to take action. In a few days, Li Xianzong would have died in the encirclement and suppression.

The official walkers from other districts in Songhai Branch were vowing to hunt down Li Xianzong. They complained that the official walkers from Kangyang District were useless.

Underground black market.

The boxing champion led several team members to patrol their territory and maintain order.

The spiritual realm travelers in Songhai were not panicked by the confrontation between the camps. On the contrary, they came to the black market more frequently.

On the one hand, it is a critical period, and intelligence and information become particularly important. On the other hand, during this time, the underground black market will usher in a gambling boom.

Gambling is a human vice.

A team member beside the boxing champion looked at the gambling table again and again and whispered:

"Boss, the odds between Yuanshi Tianzun and Li Xianzong have reached 1:20. You just came back from a meeting today, so you should know some information, right? What do you think about me betting on him to win?"

The boxing champion glanced at him and said: "You can bet on a draw, but don't bet on Yuanshi Tianzun to win."

The younger brothers behind him immediately understood that the post on the forum was telling the truth.

Night falls at Huayu Hotel.

In the presidential suite, Xie Lingxi sat on the balcony, frowning, and repeatedly browsing the Five Elements Alliance official forum. The female assistant stood to one side and reported:

"I have already inquired with the second team of Kangyang District. Yuanshi Tianzun is recuperating at home and is fine. However, I heard that when the officials found him, his life was hanging by a thread.

"Miss, if you care about Yuanshi Tianzun, why don't you call and ask yourself?" Xie Lingxi said unhappily:

"You've never been in love, so I'm too lazy to tell you."

Aren't you the same? The female assistant was suddenly ridiculed and felt unconvinced.

Xie Lingxi frowned slightly: "If the post is not exaggerated, then the gap between Brother Yuanshi and Li Xianzong is indeed huge. Alas, he is in danger this time, it is best to stay out of the limelight."

The female assistant said: "After all, he is a talent trained by the military bishop, and a leader in the extraordinary stage." Xie Lingxi closed the computer, looked at the female assistant, and said:

"My dad told me to keep an eye on Brother Yuanshi, but now that this has happened, he hasn't contacted me. Hey, he must have contacted you privately today, what did he say?"

The female assistant hesitated for a moment and told the truth: "Nothing was said. The head of the family asked me to wait and see. Keep a close eye on you during this period of time and don't have any contact with Yuanshi Tianzun. Maybe he wants to see if he can survive."

"I see. You have to be cautious when investing. This is his style." Xie Lingxi curled his lips. But I have my own style.

She grabbed her phone and sent a voice message in a coquettish voice: "Brother Yuanshi, can you come to the hotel tomorrow? I want to treat you to dinner."

In the bedroom, Zhang Yuanqing lay on the bed, closed his eyes and dozed off. His mental strength settled in his body, mobilizing the power of Taiyin to slowly nourish the little funny guy.

He looked a little listless, as if he had just recovered from a serious illness.

Even though the Night Wanderer had strong vitality, it would take another two days to fully recover. While nursing the little funny guy, he reviewed the day's battle.

Review it over and over again.

"No matter how I respond, I have no chance of winning. The red dancing shoes are not with me, and there is also a gap in level. Using the red veil to scare the opponent away is the lowest risk response plan."

"But I only have one red veil left, and Li Xianzong has the "teleportation" prop, which is different from the "rampant" one at that time. If he attacks me one or two more times, I will be dead."

"We must upgrade to level 3 as soon as possible..."

It is impossible not to be discouraged after suffering a crushing defeat at the hands of Li Xianzong. Although the opponent's level is higher than his, in terms of age, the two are almost the same and can be considered to be of the same generation, and both are in the extraordinary stage.

It seemed a bit self-deceptive to comfort himself by saying that he had only been a spiritual realm walker for a short time. Not only was he seriously injured today, but the little funny guy almost lost his soul.

This revenge must be taken, but thinking of the difference in combat power between the two sides, Zhang Yuanqing felt a little discouraged and powerless. At this time, light footsteps were heard outside the door.

Just by hearing the footsteps, he knew it was his aunt coming.