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"Hmph, now, why do you know so much, you better be a fool. ”

Ling Xian didn't have the slightest intention of answering, as the saying goes, the night is long and dreams are many, although he has already placed a ban around the attic, it stands to reason that the monks outside will not find out about the changes here......

But there are no absolutes in everything.

All in all, if you want to avoid unexpected accidents, a quick knife is the best choice.

This thought turned in his mind, and Ling Xian did not hesitate to make a move.

The old monster of the wind was naturally unwilling to tie his hands, but his physical body had fallen, and the strength of only one Yuan Ying was greatly reduced.

What's more, the mana has not yet recovered......

Many unfavorable factors are superimposed, and the strength it can exert is equivalent to that of an immortal cultivator in the late stage of the Xuan Dynasty.

Maybe it's a little stronger, but it's also extremely limited, so there is no suspense about the outcome of the battle.

If people don't offend me, I won't offend anyone, since Ling Xian decided to take revenge, then there will never be mercy on his subordinates.

The Wind Monster desperately resisted, trying to find a way out of here, but all his efforts were useless.

It is true that as an immortal cultivator who has survived the six Heavenly Tribulations, he must have cultivated several life-preserving secret techniques.

But now that he is in this situation, he can't do it at all.

Gradually, despair and remorse enveloped him.

His eyes were full of unwillingness, but he could only watch as he was engulfed by Ling Xian's attack.

In the end, he lost all consciousness and completely lost his soul.

......

The whole process is complicated, but it doesn't take much time before and after, but it can be said to be thrilling.

The old man in the soap robe could see it clearly on the side, and the expression on his face was even more complicated, including shock, joy, remorse, and guilt.

This is not unusual, he was originally an immortal cultivator of the Tianhan Sect, although because he was captured alive by Ling Xiansheng, he had a bit of resentment towards the old monster Feng.

But that's about it.

Now that he saw Uncle Feng fall in the hands of Ling Xian, he was reasonable, and he felt a little sad about the death of a rabbit and a fox in his heart.

I feel very guilty, but at the same time I am a little happy and happy.

It's easy to say guilt, but how to explain the latter two emotions?

At first glance, it's confusing.

But if you think about it, it's actually quite normal.

After all, although he was forced to do so, what he had done had betrayed the Tianhan Sect, and if Ling Xian failed to assassinate Uncle Feng, his fate would inevitably be extremely miserable.

Although I feel a little guilty and sad now, these emotions are only a flash in my heart.

Compared with his own little life, Uncle Shi is not worth mentioning.

So he quickly cleaned up his emotions and slapped Ling Xian on the back: "The seniors are really invincible......

"Okay, no more nonsense. ”

Ling Xian's face showed a trace of disgust, seeing that the other party was silent, Ling's tone eased again: "Okay, Ling's words count, since you help me destroy the old wind monster, I will naturally spare your life." ”

"If you are willing to continue to obey me, Ling can also give you a lot of benefits. ”

"Good ......" The other party was stunned for a moment, and then a bit of greed appeared on his face.

"Yes, the old wind monster has fallen, and the Tianhan Sect is already a group of dragons without a leader, I don't know the position of this leader, are you interested. ”

Ling Xian's voice was extremely flat, but when the other party heard it in his ears, he was ecstatic.

"Thank you for your kindness, the younger generation will be loyal to you. ”

Ling Xian's meaning was obvious, the Wind Old Monster reaped the consequences, but it was impossible for Ling Xian of the Great Heavenly Cold Sect to exterminate him, and he was not a cruel and murderous character.

But if you leave it alone, the other party will definitely hate you to the bone and seek revenge.

At that time, the hatred between the two sides will accumulate more and more.

Rather than that, it's better to think differently.

Take the Tianhan Sect into your own hands.

In this way, the other party will not only not seek revenge on himself, but will provide himself with a lot of help on the road of cultivating immortals.

It's a win-win.

Of course, as an ascetic, Ling Xian didn't have time to manage the Heavenly Cold Sect by himself.

Then you must find a leader for the Tianhan Sect, and be loyal to yourself.

The soap-robed old man in front of him is a good choice.

First, the death of the old monster had a lot to do with him, and for this alone, Ling Xian was not afraid that he would betray himself after he was full-fledged.

Second, he is also an immortal cultivator of the Tianhan Sect, and as one of the elders, he has his own cronies and disciples in the sect, and if he has his own help, it will be much easier to become the leader.

Of course, this process will not be smooth sailing, and it is reasonable to be reasonable, there will definitely be some immortal cultivators in the Tianhan Sect who are loyal to the old monster of the wind.

But it doesn't matter, although Ling Xian is not a cruel and murderous immortal cultivator, he will never show mercy to the enemy.

This thought turned in his mind, Ling Xian's sleeve robe flicked, but he put the storage bag of the old monster in his arms, although this guy was innocent of death, but after all, he was a peerless powerhouse who had survived six heavenly tribulations.

In the world of cultivating immortals, strength is usually proportional to net worth, and this time I took the risk, and the harvest was naturally extremely rich.

There was a hint of envy in the eyes of the soap-robed old man, but of course he didn't dare to say anything.

And at this moment, the surface of his body suddenly flowed, and then returned to the state of a primordial infant.

Ling Xian was not surprised, although his physical body had fallen, as long as he found a suitable body, he could naturally take it away, and with a little more cultivation, his cultivation could be restored to its original state.

However, seeing the other party recover to become a Yuan Infant made Ling Xian's mind flash with a flash of inspiration.

Wait a minute......

If you want to hold the Tianhan Sect in your hands, it doesn't seem to be so troublesome, and there is even no need to kill at all.

The old wind monster has fallen, and he just needs to change into his appearance.

Anyway, the old monsters in the Tribulation Period often retreat, or go out to travel, even if they don't show up in front of everyone for ten thousand years, it won't arouse everyone's suspicion.

Thinking of this, Ling Xian's face couldn't help but show a hint of excitement.

He told the old man in the soap-robed robe about this plan, but the other party was a little frustrated.

After all, in this case, he will not be able to be the leader.

I was extremely depressed in my heart, but I didn't dare to show any dissatisfaction on the surface.

After all, his little life was in Ling Xian's hands.

As soon as he thought of it, Ling Xian first used his divine sense to search the attic to see if there were any other treasures.

It turned out that nothing was found, and it seemed that all the treasures of the old monster were in the storage bag.

Then Ling Xian pinched his hands, the spiritual light on the surface of his body flowed, and the light of light dispersed, and he had turned into a wind old monster.