In the northwest, a Taoist temple called Fengling Temple is located in a deserted mountain range. The climate here is already a bit cold and is deserted. There is no one in a radius of hundreds of miles. The Taoist temple is slightly dilapidated and looks a bit old.

Zhang Daoran came in the clouds, and his mind moved, dozens of light spots appeared around him, and his body disappeared.

Zhang Daoran was invisible and floated into the Taoist temple.

There were seven or eight Taoist priests in the Taoist temple. Among them, Zhang Daoran saw the thin Taoist priest who came to his mind through peeping through the fairy temple. He was also sitting on the cushion. There were six Taoist priests around him, two middle-aged, three young people, and one Taoist priest over 60 years old and fairy-like.

These Taoist priests were dressed in gorgeous clothes, and the Taoist robes on their bodies were obviously not ordinary cloth Taoist robes. In a vague way, the Taoist robes on these Taoist priests emitted a trace of spiritual energy and had obvious traces of formations.

"I didn't expect that the Taoist robes worn by these Taoists were also a magic weapon..."

Zhang Daoran was a little surprised. On earth, there was no cultivator who had such a magic weapon. Without thinking or guessing, Zhang Daoran also clearly distinguished the aura of these people: "This is a cultivator outside the domain."

In the corner, on a shabby chair, an old Taoist priest over 70 years old with a wrinkled face and a muddy eyes were wearing a patched Taoist robe. His eyes were closed, and his wrinkled face shook from time to time.

"This old Taoist priest should be the master of Fengling Temple..."

Three or five small houses cover an area of ​​only two or three hundred square meters. In the Taoist temple, there are seven cultivators outside the realm, and there are no one else. Zhang Daoran frowned and suddenly looked at the fat Taoist priest sitting cross-legged: "This breath... is a bit evil..."

I saw a red light flashing on the chest of the fat Taoist priest. This red light was filled with a trace of bloody aura. This trace of bloody aura emanated from the Taoist temple, with a baby-like milky fragrance.

"It seems to be refining blood and energy..."

Zhang Daoran thought and arrived at the kitchen. There was still flame burning under the stove in the kitchen. There was no firewood in the stove, but a fire bead was flamed. There was still steaming in the pot. The smell of meat came, with a hint of fishy smell.

"What kind of meat is this? How come it tastes like this?"

As the saying goes, dog meat is fishy and human flesh is smelly. Although Zhang Daoran had never eaten human flesh, he saw the heat coming out of the pot vaguely condense into a baby. With a wave of his sleeves, the lid of the pot flew up. Zhang Daoran instantly had his soul full of death, and cold sweat flowed down his forehead. Zhang Daoran's eyes widened, and he felt his hair standing upright as if he was about to mount the bondage of the hairpin.

"These devils!"

Zhang Daoran had killed people and saw blood. He asked himself that he had magical powers and was not afraid of monsters and monsters, or was shocked by the scene in front of him, and felt that his heart was about to explode: "Can they be so cruel?"

In a big pot, two babies less than three months old were dismembered into pieces and I don’t know how long it had been cooked. The meat in the pot had been cooked thoroughly and had a pale color.

"They actually eat people!"

With a wave of her sleeve, the fire beads at the bottom of the pot were collected by Zhang Daoran. She did not care about the information feedback from the chaotic world, Zhang Daoran thought and the whole pot also collected by the chaotic world: "I have solved this group of evil ways, saved you, and sent you into the samsara..."

Zhang Daoran was about to leave the kitchen when footsteps came from outside. A middle-aged Taoist priest entered the kitchen: "The head needs 9981 babies' heart blood to recover. Now he has only caught two, and there are still 79 left... But the baby's meat is indeed very fragrant... I'll eat one piece before talking about it..."

The middle-aged Taoist priest entered the kitchen and suddenly saw that the big pot disappeared from the kitchen stove, and the fire beads in the stove disappeared. He frowned and said, "Did someone take them away after me?"

"The Fire Source Bead was left by the master. It has been controlled by the master's senior brother. Although it has not been refined yet, others cannot take it away..." The middle-aged Taoist priest was full of confusion: "The master's senior brother is recovering his skills at this time and has never left the temple. Who is it..."

"Well......"

The middle-aged Taoist priest was pondering, his head hurt, his body was imprisoned, his soul was about to shatter, and he felt his eyes dark, and he instantly entered a chaotic world. A figure appeared in front of him, his voice cold: "Here, let's atone for the sins you committed, the chaotic energy will slowly erase your body and your soul..."

Zhang Daoran felt murderous intent in his heart. Zhang Daoran had never had such murderous intent. He silently recited the quiet mantra to calm himself down: "Although the fat Taoist priest has not recovered from his peak, it is equivalent to the sixth-turn state of Yang Shen at this time. His strength has almost the strength of the Yuanshen realm. The sixth-grade old man has the fourth-turn state of Yang Shen, and the remaining few have the great success of Yin Shen and the initial birth of Yang Shen. If he accidentally starts the snake, he will leave one, it will be a disaster..."

The middle-aged Taoist priest who was admitted to the chaotic world had the realm of Yang God's transformation. In the chaotic world, he was wiped out by the chaotic energy in just a few breaths and became nothingness.

After escaping from the chaotic world, Zhang Daoran walked out of the Taoist temple with a hint of sneer on his face: "It's all because I don't have the experience of fighting. I set up a formation around the Taoist temple to trap these people. I can easily solve them..."

Zhang Daoran did not have much resistance to the cultivation of the outside world. As long as he did not harm the world, did not kill innocent people indiscriminately, practiced intently, and even spread the methods of cultivation, Zhang Daoran was still welcome.

And these people, not only invaders, actually killed a few months old child!

What is the difference between this and demon cultivation?

"If such a demon king is not eliminated, it will inevitably cause greater casualties..."

In just half a minute, Zhang Daoran returned to the Taoist temple. The cultivators in the Taoist temple may have insufficient realm, and perhaps they are focused on the fat Taoist priest. Zhang Daoran, who did not find an invisible state, stood above the yard.

"There is another one...it's almost here."

The thin Taoist priest is not weak, and the Yin God is at the realm of great success. The speed of controlling the flying sword is far inferior to Zhang Daoran. Even if the thin Taoist priest left the Xianxian Temple first, Zhang Daoran also came to Fengling Temple first. Zhang Daoran silently calculated that the immortal sword turned into a thin Taoist priest should have arrived...

"call out......"

Without waiting for a long time, a stream of light flashed in the distance in the air. It cut through the sky and entered the Taoist temple in an instant with a harsh and low roar. A stream of light rushed towards the fat Taoist priest sitting cross-legged.

The light disappeared, and the fat Taoist priest had an empty sword behind him, with a sword inserted.

When the thin Taoist priest returned, everyone was shocked. The red light on the fat Taoist priest's chest disappeared, and he slowly opened his eyes: "How was the investigation?"

"The demon cultivators from the Nine Mountain Valley will never be found again when they enter the earth, and no breath is left. However, those hypocrites who claim to be righteous occupy the blessings of the cave heaven or the Taoist sects, seem to be leaving behind the inheritance..." As the fat Taoist priest asked, the sword and magic weapon behind the fat Taoist priest once again transformed into thin Taoist priests: "Now that the demon cultivators are escaping from the world and do not show up, should we lie dormant, instead of fighting against those gentlemen?"

"Hmph...If it weren't for these despicable hypocrites who sneaked into me..." A red light flashed in the fat Taoist priest's eyes: "My strength has been restored, and those hypocrites dare not provoke me. Those hypocrites have just arrived at the strange earth. They are just trying to compete for territory and influence. They have no time to worry about us... Sword Master, have you found a place suitable for cultivation? In this barren, there is a lack of spiritual energy and it is really not suitable for cultivation..."

"Master, I went to the island in the middle of the lake that you asked me to pay attention to today..." Jian Zun, also known as the thin Taoist, had a sarcastic look on his face: "There is indeed some alternative on the earth, but it is not to be afraid of... The island in the middle of the lake is a good place. Compared with other blessed places in the cave, the island in the middle of the lake may be inferior to many, but there are formations there, which should be left by the masters..."

A trace of murderous intent appeared on the face of the sword master: "It cannot be used for me. My Heavenly Demon Sect has always been committed to killing without mercy. In order to be able to return to the Blue Star, we must accumulate enough strength. There is only one cultivator in the Golden Dan Realm of the Island in the heart of the Lake, and the rest are only in the Qi Training Realm. Master, kill him..."
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