With a wave of his hand, Yun Xi created a formation, and his body moved accordingly. A magic weapon like a veil wrapped up Monk Ye.

"Yun Xi! Let me go! How dare the dignified Pavilion Master of Tianji Pavilion help the evil sect?"

Being wrapped by Yun Xi's magic weapon, Monk Ye's face turned red and he roared in frustration.

"We don't know the specific situation yet. You are being too reckless."

With a sneer, Yun Xi shouted at Monk Ye indifferently.

"Reckless? Do you mean that I should still give in to the evil demons?"

"It's just that I trust my apprentice more than you."

"Hahaha, your disciple? I remember there was a disciple named Lin Tian who turned the magic mirror upside down, causing so many demons to escape. Do you still believe in your disciple?"

Being ridiculed by Yun Xi in this way, Monk Ye laughed angrily and mocked him mercilessly.

"We all lost our memories of what happened in there. Why do you think Lin Tian did all this?"

Facing Monk Ye's ridicule, Yun Xi responded coldly. At the same time, he thought about it and removed the magic weapon wrapped around Monk Ye.

"Among the monks who went in, he is the only one whose whereabouts are unknown. Who else could it be if not him?"

"That's your guess, maybe he didn't survive at all, to save all of us?"

"Humph, he can't possibly have this ability, a ten-year-old child? Unless that's not his true form."

Facing Yun Xi's questioning, Monk Ye rolled his eyes and continued to refute.

"What do you mean?"

Yun Xi frowned slightly, and his tone became a little colder when Monk Ye said this.

After hearing this, Lin Tian felt an inexplicable warmth in his heart. He sincerely thanked Master Yunxi for believing in him all these years.

At the same time, he also remembered a promise he had made to Yun Xi, but all this would have to happen after Lin Xi was resurrected.

"You don't understand what I mean? That's fine. Now we should punish the evil in front of us!"

As he spoke, Monk Ye once again assumed an attacking stance, and the rune once again clung to his body.

But in Ye Ling's eyes outside Yingtian Lake, this thing was particularly dazzling, and it nailed him to the wall of shame.

"snort!"

With a cold snort, Yun Xi suddenly felt a strong murderous intent, and her spiritual consciousness was released in all directions.

The heaven and earth shook, and a powerful pressure descended from the sky, as if countless stars were falling, pressing in all directions, and in an instant the air in the nest seemed to boil.

"Lin Tian, ​​can you explain what's going on? What's going on with this demon that looks exactly like you?"

Yun Xi’s sudden attack was certainly not intended to attack Lin Tian, ​​but simply to intimidate Monk Ye so that he would not act recklessly.

"Master, this demon who looks exactly like me is from the Nine Netherworld Silkworm Clan. I named her Ling Yelan. As for how we met, I actually don't remember."

Monk Ye's strength is naturally much weaker than Yun Xi, who possesses a congenital Taoist body, so under Yun Xi's powerful pressure, his whole body is trembling, and beads of sweat are rolling down his forehead.

Looking back at Lin Tian and Ling Yelan, he couldn't understand why these two people had no adverse reactions at all.

If Yunxi had not restrained his murderous intent towards the two of them, it would only mean that he was much weaker than them.

Thinking of this, Monk Ye felt a sense of unwillingness in his heart.

"Yunxi, you two are from the demon race, don't you know the hatred between the demon race and the immortal cultivation world?"

Taking a deep breath, Monk Ye forced himself to remain calm and shouted at Yun Xi calmly.

"The hatred between the demon race and the immortal cultivation world? Monk Ye, what you said is really funny. I think all hatred is due to the lack of recognition of one side."

Lin Tian, ​​who was standing aside, listened to what Master Ye said, raised the corner of his mouth and said coldly.

Monk Ye was startled when he heard this, and then his expression turned ugly. He stared at Lin Tian coldly, and was silent for a long time before he spoke slowly.

"You are quite good at speaking, but I'm afraid you have forgotten the only rule of this world: only the strong have the right to speak!"

"Humph! You want to teach me a lesson just because you are such a loser?"

Lin Tian sneered at Monk Ye’s threats.

"Are you provoking me?"

With his eyes narrowed, Monk Ye activated his internal strength and his muscles suddenly bulged.

"Why, I'm just provoking you, so what? Come and hit me if you don't agree!"

Lin Tian replied without showing any weakness.

"court death!"

Monk Ye was furious. He leaped towards Lin Tian, ​​holding the spear tightly in his hand and smashing it straight towards Lin Tian's head. The spear fell directly on Lin Tian's head with a whistling sound.

Seeing this, Lin Tian quickly raised his right palm, and a purple-black flame spurted out from the palm of his hand, colliding with the spear blasted out by Monk Ye, making a muffled sound.

In terms of pure brute force, Monk Ye's strength was originally superior to Lin Tian's. In addition, the runes on his body were originally known for their defensive properties. The two of them collided head-on. Lin Tian took a step back, but Monk Ye stood firmly in place.

"This rune looks familiar..."

After staring at the rune in front of him for a long time, Lin Tian suddenly recognized it.

Isn't this what the owner of the pile of bones engraved on Ling Yelan? It seems that Ling Yelan let Monk Ye in here by no means accidentally or by chance. This little foodie is probably planning to take revenge here, or directly cut off the lifeline of their family.

"Seeing your eyes fixed on my spell, do you know this rune?"

Monk Ye raised his eyebrows and asked. Seeing that Lin Tian did not answer, he looked very proud.

"If you become my disciple, I can also teach you this rune, as long as you tell me your relationship with the Nine Nether Heaven Silkworm."

Others have only heard that the Jiuyou Tiancan clan was wiped out in the disputes during the ancient times, and not a single one was left alive.

However, the Ye family clearly understood the reason for their extinction. Their bodies were definitely a perfect medium for them to practice forbidden techniques.

The so-called forbidden technique is actually a kind of magical power cultivated by the Nine Nether Sky Silkworm clan. Although this magical power is not a forbidden technique that can be understood by immortal cultivators, it is also a forbidden technique.

Under this forbidden technique, the bodies of mortals simply cannot bear such a gift, so they need a substitute to bear everything for them.

The role of the stand is to resist the pain brought by the forbidden technique. Eventually the stand will die, but the original body can survive and even achieve immortality.

It was for this reason that the Nine Nether Silkworm clan was strangled and trapped by a group of human monks in the ancient times.