"Use paintings as a medium, blood as a guide, tempt them, and paintings destroy people! I almost got deceived by you. This is actually an ancient evil technique - a blood curse. You are so cruel..." The old man with all the beards in Yingyue Sect suddenly widened his eyes, his face full of pathological flushing. He pointed at Zhang Zhifeng and Yan Momo and roared angrily, looking like he suddenly realized.

Zhang Zhifeng was shocked. Ancient evil magic? He felt inexplicable. Could it be that what happened just now was really so coincidental like the so-called ancient evil magic?

"No, you're talking nonsense!" Yan Momo suddenly roared sharply, looking at the old man's eyes full of murderous aura.

Zhang Zhifeng understood the relationship between Yan Momo and Yingyue Tiansheng. Although his master was famous, he was like a mother and daughter! He couldn't help but comfort him: "Momo, don't be anxious, there must be some misunderstandings in this."

"Take them down, there are such rampant madmen. I want to see how you can get out of Yingyue Secret Realm!" The old man looked furious.

Zhang Zhifeng said helplessly: "Senior, there must be a misunderstanding in this."

"Catch it!" The old man didn't say much, and a trace of murderous intent burst into his eyes when he looked at Zhang Zhifeng.

Zhang Zhifeng was stunned. It is said that old men are stubborn, but is there really such subjective behavior in this world that they are indiscriminate?

The Yingyue Sect cultivators were confused and didn't know what to do.

One of the only two Tiansheng masters left by Yingyue Sect asked, "Master, why haven't we heard of this ancient evil technique?"

"Of course you haven't heard of it. This is already a secret." The old man said loudly, "Deploy the formation and immediately open the secret realm stacking array and kill these two madmen!"

When Zhang Zhifeng noticed that the old man said this, his eyes flashed strangely, revealing a kind of hideous cruelty. Zhang Zhifeng immediately had doubts.

Fortunately, most of the cultivators in Yingyue Sect are mother spiders who have fought with Zhang Zhifeng and have even been treated by Zhang Zhifeng. Like Yingyue Tiansheng, these people have just rushed back to the sect. Simply put, they all understand Zhang Zhifeng's strength and character, and Zhang Zhifeng's current reputation really makes them unable to attack.

More importantly, the cultivators are not without brains. They are all awake. This matter clearly reveals strangeness. No one is willing to do it easily before the truth of the matter is found out.

The old man raised his beard and said furiously: "What are you doing when you are standing there? Didn't you hear me?"

Yan Momo suddenly raised her head, wiped her tears and looked at her hazy eyes, and said miserably: "She is your granddaughter. Do you really think that no one knows this secret?"

Yan Momo pointed to the dead woman, looked at the old man with white beards and said quietly: "Over the years, she has been against me countless times. She has not devoted herself to practicing, but she has always jealous of me being better than her. How many times, she rudely broke through my door and deliberately disturbed my cultivation, causing me to be backfired! Poisoning my drinking food made me seriously ill several times when I was a child. What's even more hateful is that she actually blew aphrodisiac poison into my room, forcing several male disciples to break my body, and wanted to destroy my uncultivated skills..."

"Enough!" the old man interrupted with red eyes and roaring.

Yan Momo said tragically: "Don't let me say it? I insist on it! Over the years, I have tolerated it everywhere. How much suffering did I suffer before becoming the Tiansheng? Every time, the master was willing to forgive her and told me that she is your granddaughter, and you have made some great contributions to Yingyue Sect. I have always endured it, but I have always been angry. I am not as great as you think. I am just a little woman! When I broke through to Tiansheng, I really let go of those resentment. For you? It's not worth it!"

Yan Momo screamed sadly: "But your unreasonable and unreasonable troubles have killed the master. My only relative, Master! How could I forgive you?"

Two small crescent-shaped weapons slipped out from Yan Momo's sleeve: "Today, even if you no longer force me, I will send you to hell!"

"Daughter, witch? It was because of your resentment for many years that you had planned to murder your mentor and kill your fellow disciples." The old man roared.

Yan Momo sneered: "No matter what you say, I will not forgive you today!"

"No!" The cultivators of Yingyue Sect were shocked and shouted in a hurry.

Zhang Zhifeng didn't expect that Yan Momo would have such a sad childhood before, and his heart ached a little, but he still held Yan Momo's hand and said in a deep voice: "Momo, calm down! If you kill him, even if the cultivators of Yingyue Sect don't become enemies with you, you will no longer be able to gain a foothold in Yingyue Sect!"

Yan Momo looked down at Yingyue Tiansheng and said to herself: "The master is dead. Is it still important if I can still gain a foothold in Yingyue Sect?"

There was a trace of firm murderous intent in her eyes. She suddenly looked up and stared at the old man: "Without your instructions and she was afraid of trouble, how could she have the courage to frame her fellow disciples?"

Zhang Zhifeng retreated silently, and she knew that Yan Momo had made up her mind. In fact, when she heard the abject slaughter of the two ancestors, Zhang Zhifeng was already in a state of murderous intent.

"What are you still standing there? Are you going to betray the sect?" the old man roared at the many cultivators behind him.

But the cultivators stood silently as if they hadn't heard him, while some young disciples even looked at Zhang Zhifeng with fanaticism, and there were several female disciples with even more affectionate eyes.

"Die!"

Yan Momo would not hesitate. He stretched out his hand and two weapons broke through the air like lightning, and arrived in front of the old man in an instant.

Yan Momo is already a master of Tiansheng, and the old man has just entered the holy realm for the first time. How can he block this attack?

Two Tianshengs from Yingyue Sect stepped forward and wanted to stop the battle between them. After all, no matter what, they did not want the battle to be killed or injured in the sect.

But Zhang Zhifeng's figure had already defended and blocked the two of them.

The two knew that they were not Zhang Zhifeng's opponents, not to mention that they were unwilling to offend Zhang Zhifeng, so they stopped silently.

Yan Momo's attack was angry. This attack was to avenge Yingyuetian Sheng. She felt extremely worthless for the master. Just for the old man's spoiled granddaughter in front of her, the master saved his life!

Ying Momo's eyes were covered in coldness.

But when he heard a crisp "bang" sound, the old man who thought he was bound to die, actually sacrificed something to block Yan Momo's attack.

It was a jade-like wooden stick, with a little white and transparent white body, and you could even clearly see the wood texture inside.

It seems that this is not enough to hinder Yan Momo. After all, the huge gap between the holy realm and the heavenly realm is there.

There was only a ping-pong sound, and the white wooden stick was constantly vibrating by Yan Momo's two weapons. Although it still protected the old man, it made him spit blood and feel depressed.

Yan Momo approached her, waved her hand and slapped her out, bringing out a large hazy moonlight.

In an instant, the old man's eyes were dead.

He suddenly laughed a few times, took back the wooden stick, and let Yan Momo's weapon's palm prints bombard him.

At the last moment, the old man suddenly pointed the wooden stick at his heart and pierced it hard!

"Even if you die, it's not your turn to kill me!"

The battle skills vision slowly dissipated and the fluctuations of skills slowly subsided. Yan Momo squatted down, carried Yingyue Tiansheng's body on his back, and walked outwards in a wooden manner.

The cultivators of Yingyue Sect silently made way out, no one dared to stop them, nor did they want to stop them.

But Zhang Zhifeng suddenly reached out and sucked the white wooden stick in the old man's chest, and a cold light flashed in his eyes: "This thing is a treasure, but do you think that if you put your soul in it, you can save yourself from death?"

A burning flame came from Zhang Zhifeng's palm, and the wooden stick wrapped in an instant burned it to ashes. Everyone faintly heard a vague scream from it. As soon as the screams came, they stopped abruptly.

The cultivators of Yingyue Sect looked at Zhang Zhifeng and their eyes changed a few times. Most of them only knew that Zhang Zhifeng was amazing and his medical skills were the best in the world. But at this time, they realized that this young man who was famous for his 6th also had careful thoughts and murderous aura that made the enemy scared!

Yan Momo left all the way with Yingyue Tiansheng's body on her back, and Zhang Zhifeng quietly stayed by her side.

Yan Momo left Yingyue Secret Realm and walked blankly towards the unknown distance.

Zhang Zhifeng finally became anxious, and he said, "Momo, the deceased has passed away, let her rest in peace as soon as possible! Don't do this, it's not a solution for you to keep her on your back like this!"

Yan Momo did not answer, but spoke quietly and talked about her childhood in a spiritless manner.

It turned out that Zhang Zhifeng thought Yan Momo's childhood was a simple and simple cultivator, but he had already heard that it was not that simple just now. With such a fellow disciple who secretly used poisoning tricks everywhere, Yan Momo's life would be difficult!

"When I was very young, my family died of natural disasters. My master passed by and saved me, who was still a baby girl at that time. He took me into Yingyue Sect. My cultivation talent was not high, so at first I could only be an ordinary peripheral disciple... I practiced hard, and simply hoped that one day I could fight against all kinds of evil disasters of Big 6 and help the people of Big 6 escape from suffering. When I was five years old, with the hard work of my peers, I reached the third level and was officially accepted as a disciple by my master. At that time, the master was just a master of Tiansheng and did not have a very high status in the sect..."

As Yan Momo slowly told him, Zhang Zhifeng knew that Yan Momo's nightmare began at that time. How much pain did that devilish senior sister caused to Yan Momo?

Zhang Zhifeng was so scared that he thought about it that he was a little girl. She was just a little girl with some talent and knowledge of hard work!

As he listened, Zhang Zhifeng sighed. He understood why when he first met Yan Momo, she was so cold-blooded! It turned out that it was just her distorted nature, and now, what is slowly returning to kindness and purity is Yan Momo's nature!

Yan Momo entered the third level at the age of five, and achieved the holy realm at the age of twenty. After meeting Zhang Zhifeng, he achieved the heavenly realm soon!
Chapter completed!