The incomplete demon core is just right to replenish my qi and blood!

To seal off one lineage.

The method of cultivation is a method of sealing and suppressing, which involves using sealing objects to imprison, refine, and subdue demons and evil spirits.

However, setting up a fortified town will take time.

The two red lights grew brighter and brighter.

A man with fair skin and pointed ears emerged from the shadows.

He had a bow at his waist and a rusty broadsword in his hand.

Tiger Demon!

"Tell me your backgrounds, both of you. I, Hu Che, do not kill nameless nobodies." Hu Che placed his hands on the hilt of his broadsword, staring intently at the two men, and said with a smile.

He went out for a stroll and actually stumbled upon a pleasant surprise.

But we must be careful about the purpose of the fake eyes between their eyebrows.

Li Ping'an's eyes swept over the furry beast ears on Hu Che's head. It had not yet fully transformed, but it was capable of fighting.

However, there was no time to set up the talisman.

Unless someone tries to stall for time.

Li Ping'an's gaze lingered on Zhu Yan for a second before shifting away.

No matter what, he wouldn't let his junior sister delay things.

Or... should we make the villagers suffer a little?

This thought suddenly popped into Li Ping'an's mind.

Zhu Yan shielded the old village chief behind her, her legs trembling slightly. It was the first time she had faced a demon of this level, and it would be a lie to say she wasn't afraid.

But she had villagers behind her, so she couldn't back down.

Zhu Yan mentally rallied herself, gritted her teeth, and said, "Qingcheng Mountain, Zhu Yan!"

Zhu Yan drew her long sword. Before she came up the mountain, she had also studied at a martial arts school and learned swordsmanship!

Hu Che gave an "oh" and glanced at Li Chang'an next to Zhu Yan. Seeing that the other party still hadn't given his name, he was already getting impatient.

The next moment, catching everyone off guard, Hu Che suddenly sprang up, took the large bow from his hip, drew the bow and nocked an arrow, and without any obstruction, the arrow pierced directly into Li Ping'an's chest!

Powerful and heavy!

Li Ping'an was sent flying several meters backward, crashing into the courtyard wall behind him.

The arrow pierced through Li Chang'an's chest, penetrating three inches into the wall!

Zhu Yan's mouth was slightly open, her expression blank, and she hadn't come to her senses yet. The strong wind stirred up by the arrow she had just shot out blew her long hair around her ears.

"What...what just happened?" Zhu Yan asked blankly, then suddenly turned around.

The senior brother was pinned to the wall by a heavy arrow as thick as an infant's arm. His head drooped limply, and his chest was instantly stained red, like a dead dog. The ring-shaped talisman in his hand fell to the ground.

"Run! Run!"

"This demon is too powerful; I'm afraid I'm no match for it!"

"Aaaaaah, murder!"

Hu Che's arrow was like a bomb exploding in the crowd, and the villagers scattered in all directions like startled birds and beasts.

The trees fell and the hozens scattered.

Suddenly, Zhu Yan felt someone gently patting her shoulder.

It was the old village chief, whose eyesight was failing and whose face was so wrinkled it could trap mosquitoes and flies.

"Immortal Master, let's go quickly."

"Your life is far more valuable than the lives of us peasants."

The old village chief said weakly.

Upon hearing this, Zhu Yan clenched her fists so tightly that her nails dug into her flesh.

"Is my life really worth so much more than yours?"

Zhu Yan gave a self-deprecating laugh.

Zhu Yan, in a sense, grew up with a silver spoon in her mouth; her parents doted on her, and her younger brother indulged her.

She practiced martial arts until she reached a certain level of mastery, then stopped learning. She then longed to become a hermit immortal living on a mountain, subsisting on wind and dew.

Her parents spent a lot of money and used their connections to send her to a sect on the mountain, where she became a disciple of Erlang Palace on Qingcheng Mountain.

The Taoist priests at Erlang Palace mainly rely on the protective objects they hold.

If one has a powerful enough talisman, and the timing and terrain are suitable, it is not a problem to increase one's combat power three or four times.

Those skilled at swimming drown, those skilled at riding fall; each brings disaster upon themselves through their own preferences.

Sometimes, relying too much on talismans can lead to a lack of self-improvement.

Neither she nor her senior brother Li had yet reached the Foundation Establishment stage.

In an instant, Zhu Yan thought of many things.

Hu Che shook his head, looking disappointed.

That man was incredibly fragile; he was pinned to the ground by just one arrow.

Zhu Yan introduced himself as a Qi cultivator from Mount Qingcheng.

I don't know if he has been ordained ordained.

If a Taoist priest is granted a title, his soul will not remain in one place, but will drift to the Taoist court.

"As for her..." Hu Che looked at Zhu Yan.

With an ordinary appearance and an ordinary figure, it would be good as fertilizer for his flowers.

Suddenly.

A strong wind blew in my face.

Hu Che suppressed his smile and raised his rusty broadsword.

Stab it!

The two swords clashed, sparks flew.

Hu Che stared intently at the person in front of him.

"Who goes there?"

"Your father."

Pei Si's lips curled up in a provocative smile.

Pei Si kicked the broadsword, and like a nimble swallow, landed gracefully and steadily beside Zhu Yan.

"Fellow Daoist, I'll stall for time."

Zhu Yan nodded emphatically and rushed toward Li Chang'an's corpse.

call out!

A single, cold star lit up.

Hu Che then fired another arrow.

Click!

The heavy arrow snapped in two.

Pei Si, holding the broken arrow, said coldly, "Shooting someone right in front of me?"

Hu Che's face was gloomy as he sneered, "How long can you hold me off by yourself?"

"I'll kill you first, then I'll kill her!"

Pei Si chuckled: "Just me?"

The words fell.

Suddenly, ten paper figures resembling Pei Si emerged from the shadows.

Some held swords, while others were bare-handed, all assuming their fighting stances.

"Shall we try it now?"

…………

Fifteen minutes later, Hu Che stopped laughing and stopped making sarcastic remarks.

These eleven people worked together seamlessly, launching a dense and relentless attack that was impossible to penetrate. They completely surrounded him, preventing him from escaping.

As time went on, the unease in my heart grew stronger.

The unease stemmed from the jade ring in Zhu Yan's hand.

Pei Si observed that the cinnabar fake eye in Zhu Yanmei's heart was becoming more and more real, and the aura of the talisman in her hand was becoming more and more terrifying.

"I am acting on the orders of my ancestor, Wu Erlang, to imprison you here!"

A clear, ethereal female voice suddenly rang out.

Zhu Yan threw out the Nine Linked Rings.

The nine interlocking rings suddenly grew larger in the air. First, they disassembled, and in an instant, the nine interlocking rings arranged themselves from small to large, stacking into a small tower that hung above Hu Che's head!

"屮!"

Hu Che's body stiffened, feeling an immense weight pressing down on him, making him unable to move!

Moreover, his magical power was rapidly draining away; the nine-linked small rings seemed to be refining him alive!

Pei Si was unaffected by the nine-linked rings.

Twenty breaths later.

Hu Che was shredded into mincemeat by the Nine-Linked Small Rings, and his soul was absorbed by the Nine-Linked Small Rings.

A broken, irregularly round red pill floated in the air.

Incomplete demon core!

This tiger demon has not yet fully transformed into human form, therefore its demon core is incomplete.

Pei Si accepted the incomplete demon core with a smile.

This is perfect for replenishing my qi and blood!

Zhu Yan collapsed to the ground, put away the Nine-Linked Small Rings, and stared blankly at her senior brother Li Chang'an's corpse.

Pei Si walked to Zhu Yan's side, tucked his sleeves in, and looked indifferent.

"This humble Taoist master, Dongxuanjian."

Zhu Yan came to her senses and realized that her face was covered in tears.

"Fellow Daoist, I'm sorry you had to see this. It was just that the scene brought back some memories."

"This humble Taoist priest is Erlang Gong Changkong."

"Fellow Daoist Changkong, since you have descended the mountain to slay demons and monsters according to the mountain's decree, do you have any plans to deal with Jinyuan County?"

Pei Si nodded and asked calmly.