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"An insider?!"
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone's faces suddenly darkened and they exchanged glances with each other.
"Are you saying that there is a brother in Yueying Sect who is a traitor?" Zhang Mengchu's eyes were stern, and his words were murderous.
"Hmm..." Fan Tong tilted his head and recalled: "According to the hexagram, the inner ghost is not an ordinary disciple, but a person in a high position and power."
The atmosphere in the hall became more solemn.
There is no doubt that those who can come to the main hall to discuss matters are all powerful people in Yueying Sect.
In other words, the ghost is inside them!
"Who is it? If you admit that you are the traitor now, I can still let you go! I will just think you have gone astray!" Zhang Mengchu narrowed his eyes and looked around, saying murderously: "But if the demon tribe comes to attack and I find you, I will definitely make you wish you were dead!"
This is no joke.
With Zhang Mengchu's strength at the ninth level of Dongxu, stripping the soul from eternal imprisonment is already a basic operation.
No one in Dongxu can escape his control.
The monks present looked at each other without any response.
Yue Qianchi approached Su Qinian and muttered suspiciously, "Master, you are not the traitor, are you? If you admit it now, I will plead for you!"
Su Qinian rolled his eyes and said unhappily, "Get lost! You are the traitor! I think you are itching for trouble and you deserve a beating!"
"Don't you want to come forward?" Zhang Mengchu saw that the traitor was still lucky, and his face became even colder: "Very good, I declare that your chance is over!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the air became a little colder.
The hall that was soaked in murderous intent was beginning to frost.
He cupped his hands to Li Qingran and said, "Zong, since you have a traitor, when the demons attack, we old guys can't stay in one place to supervise each other.
How about this, first set up a two-way trap formation near the sect that cannot be entered or exited, so that any cultivator whose strength is not higher than mine will not be able to enter.
At least before the demon tribe breaks in, this inner ghost cannot produce any action, nor can he contact the demon tribe. ”
Li Qingran's nervousness eased a little after hearing this: "Elder Zhang, this method is very good for preventing trouble before it happens! No matter what, we are now prepared. Even if the traitor contacts the demon clan, we can try to minimize the losses."
"Yes, but we still need to inform the ancestor as soon as possible."
Zhang Mengchu added: "What you have provided are just some humble suggestions. The ancestor is resourceful and may have a better solution."
"I will inform the ancestor as soon as possible." Li Qingran nodded.
She knew that Zhang Mengchu was not questioning her ability, but that the Great Sage of the Demon Clan had the strength of the Mahayana period. When it came to the combat power of the Mahayana level, it was not something that she or all the cultivators in the hall combined could easily solve.
This kind of major event that threatens the sect's survival requires Chen Huaian, who is in the Mahayana stage, to coordinate and balance it.
After the sect meeting ended, the entire Yueying Sect felt insecure and the atmosphere became a little weird.
Ordinary disciples were fine, but even the elders of the sect, except for those who knew each other well, seemed to be on guard against each other.
Zhang Mengchu and Li Ziping, the two most powerful fighters in the sect, personally arranged the formation.
Su Qinian was responsible for preparing wartime supplies, and pre-war preparations were proceeding in an orderly manner.
Li Qingran returned to the cave alone and took the magic weapon - the electric tube treasure.
Normally, she would use this life-defining magic weapon when she called her master.
Ever since she entered the late Jindan stage, a screen has appeared on this life-saving magic weapon.
There is a head portrait of the master in the first screen. Clicking on the head portrait will enter another first screen.
She only needs to write on the screen to pass the message to her master across the world. It is very convenient.
[Master, the demons have arrived from the Wan Da Mountain and are about to attack all the sects in the Cang Yun Realm! The fortune teller girl had predicted that there was a traitor in the sect who was working together with the demon clan from inside and outside! Please come back after receiving the message, and... I miss you very much! 】
Li Qingran looked at his crooked handwriting and sighed.
Click Send.
Her handwriting has been ugly for a long time. Her master doesn't mind and there is no need for her to be pretentious.
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And the other side.
Earth star.
Chen Huaian was leading the entire army to attack along with the Kunlun Immortal Palace team.
He noticed his phone vibrating, but he didn't pick it up to look at it immediately.
The video girlfriend game is his secret, and now he is surrounded by enemies.
In addition to Hua Jin, there should be many strong people in the group. It is best not to do anything unusual at this moment.
Everyone is looking straight ahead, but he is the only one staring at his phone. Isn't that asking for death?
"What happened in the Cangyun Realm? Don't think it's something serious..." Chen Huaian pondered for a long time. The Yaochi Holy Land and the Fenjing Holy Land had already been shut down. The only threat to his Yueying Sect was the whereabouts of Yuyao Zhenyi.
Even if Yu Yao really threatens Yueying Sect, the entrance to his world is open, and all the Yueying Sect members can go in for refuge. It's just that the high-level spiritual veins in the mountains are difficult to take away.
It should be that his girlfriend just missed him, so she popped up a message.
Thinking of this, he felt a lot more relieved.
As they got closer to their destination, the number of ascended immortals around them obviously increased. However, seeing the mighty team of Kunlun Immortal Palace, these ascended immortals hid far away and dared not get close.
"Oh, a bunch of cowardly rats!"
"This is the power of Kunlun Palace~"
Wang Shouyi and his fellow brothers and sisters became arrogant again when they saw this scene.
"This bunch of bastards are here to snatch the Heavenly Essence Jade Marrow? Aren't they afraid of being kicked to death by the others?" The one who said this was Wu Wenbin, the direct disciple of Kunlun Fist. He shook his head and sighed:
"It's a pity that anyone can enter Kunlun Palace... It must be because the current situation gave anyone an opportunity to take advantage of it."
Wang Shouyi frowned slightly when he heard this.
Chen Huaian didn't take it seriously and pretended not to hear it. Instead, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.
Be crazy, it’s better to be a little crazy.
Arrogance means arrogance, and this kind of arrogance often leads to a lack of vigilance.
It makes it easier for him to clean up.
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Night fell and it was already quarter past three in the morning.
Normally, Tianfu Square is empty at this time.
Because of the recent rampage of demons, those who don't have any skills are just like toilet lights when they come here late at night. But tonight was different. The demon that was originally rampant seemed to shrink back and did not come to cause trouble.
Tianfu Square was crowded with people. Among them are not only immortals, but also many demon slayers and speculators who heard the news and wanted to make some money.
Some people had obviously been waiting here in advance, and their tents and household garbage were everywhere.
"Have you heard? There will be a treasure coming to the world tonight! If we can get it, maybe we can become immortals!"
"Tsk, how can you guys get such treasures? The sect and the two major forces will show up tonight. Why not take this opportunity to become their disciples? Isn't it easier than risking your life to get the treasure?"
The speculators were whispering.
Until a bell suddenly rang.
Before the sound of the bell faded, a golden streak of light appeared in the western sky.
It was as if an invisible hand tore through the night sky, and brilliant Buddha light poured down like a waterfall, illuminating the entire square.
Golden lotuses blossomed one after another, coming through the air, and on each lotus stood a senior monk in a cassock.
The leader held a Zen staff in his hand, and the exquisite pagoda at the end of the staff trembled slightly, stirring up waves of Sanskrit sounds.
In the Great Leiyin Temple, a monk and a Buddha stood side by side, and thousands of disciples followed in unison, forming a moving golden wave. They walked neither hurriedly nor slowly, but the air around them seemed to freeze and everything was silent.
Some couldn't help but kneel down and kowtow, while many more were so silent that they dared not even breathe heavily.
"Great Leiyin Temple, here we are."
The Buddha's voice is like thunder, with great power.
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