This girl is a streetwalker in the demon world

"Running dog!" The voice of Master Black Mist did not sound like that of a human being. Instead, it sounded more like that of a demon. It "looked" at the monk in front of it angrily. The stench emanating from the running dog made it unbearable. It had to get rid of the running dog as soon as possible!

It roared angrily and called out to An Ling in its shared "sixth sense": "Kill! Kill! Kill!" The Black Mist Master then burst out extremely strong spiritual power from his misty body, continuously expanding the scope of the black fog, dyeing the entire sky above Canglan Mountain ink-black, turning the day dark, and terrified the surrounding mortals, who felt that the end of the world had come!

Seeing this, although Mu Qing felt heartbroken, she still summoned the blood sword in her right hand again, and at the same time took out a sword shining with silver light from the storage space. She held a sword in each hand and attacked Master Black Mist with the force of breaking through the air. The other elders also began to attack Master Black Mist to varying degrees.

An Ling had just been rescued from the black fog by Elder Wu, and was still in a dizzy state. In her "sixth sense" that had not yet adapted, the Black Mist Grandmaster was constantly conveying the message of "killing" to her, calling on her to quickly kill the Heavenly Dao running dogs with him.

An Ling calmed herself down and did not panic. Instead, she used Elder Wu's strength to stand firm, took out the Xiangzhu Sword from the storage ring, and flew in mid-air. She declined Elder Wu's help and did not approach the group of elders. Instead, she stood in the air between Master Black Mist and the group of elders, watching their anger and hatred coldly. Suddenly, she felt that everything had become meaningless.

Because her sixth sense clearly "saw" that among the group of elders who were fighting with the black fog, there was an elder who was wearing a green robe and looked like a teenager. He was timid and only worked but did not put in any effort. Whenever the black fog master was about to attack him, he dodged without a trace and directed the black fog's attack to other elders behind him.

And there were obvious "traces of heaven" on his body: his aura carried a hint of the same dazzling colorful light as the hole in the sword pavilion, and in An Ling's senses, a faint stench continued to emanate.

No one knows who this elder is. He seems to have a plain relationship with the other elders. He did not participate in the formation formed by several people. He does not have any special skills. He just holds an ordinary magic sword and paddles on the edge. It seems that it does not matter whether he is there or not.

The duel between the masters lasted only a moment. Before An Ling could react, she just stared at the lazy elder with traces of the Heavenly Dao for a while, and the battle between Mu Qing and Master Black Mist had ended unilaterally:

Suddenly, several large bags appeared on Master Black Mist's body. After squirming for a while, it broke away and turned into clones. These clones then moved separately and hit the formations set up by Mu Qing and several other elders. These makeshift formations were no different from paper in front of Master Black Mist who was using all his strength. They shattered at one blow. The elders obviously had no experience of becoming Master Black Mist's enemy. Faced with the huge gap, they panicked and did not know how to dodge for a while.

For the sake of fellow disciples' friendship, Mu Qingnian stepped forward at the critical moment and took on most of the force from Master Black Mist by herself. She was hit by Master Black Mist's powerful force and spun several times in the air before flying backwards, crashing directly into Yitingping on the top of Canglan Mountain.

Bai Lin, who was in charge of the sect's large and small magic arrays, naturally knew about the serious accident happening right above his head. He sat alone in the Tower of Babel, facing the extremely complicated array, his ten fingers flying, accurately calculated the place where Mu Qing fell, and activated the Xunfeng Formation at the first moment. The wind, like a substance, slowed down Mu Qing's strength a little, but she was still no match for the surging spiritual power of Master Black Mist. In just a moment, she fell headfirst into the ground of Yitingping, smashing a big hole in the formation that Bai Lin had treasured for many years.

In the sky, seeing that no one could stop him, the Black Mist Master rushed towards the green-shirted young elder like a black whirlwind. Today, he would eat his flesh alive, drink his blood, pull out his tendons, and grind his bones to ashes, only then could he relieve the hatred in his heart.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!" It continued to send killing signals to An Ling, but An Ling couldn't help feeling sad when she saw its crazy appearance.

An Ling stood between Grandmaster Black Mist and the elder, "Grandmaster, you don't need to do this. Even if you kill everyone in the world, the Heavenly Dao is still there and has not been resolved."

Elder Wu was horrified to see An Ling blocking Zhang Fan like she was risking her life. He and other elders had just been resisting the evil thoughts that Grandmaster Black Mist had accidentally released. These evil thoughts must not fall into the mortal world, otherwise, there would be chaos in the world. As a result, An Ling was so bold as to block Grandmaster Black Mist's attack range. He shouted with bloodshot eyes: "An Ling! Don't go over there!"

An Ling just took a deep breath. She stood proudly in the air on her sword, looking at the gradually slowing down master in black mist with a compassionate look in her eyes. "Master, I understand your feelings. I also feel your thoughts and emotions." She covered her chest. The "sixth sense" that was fed back to her was constantly playing tricks. The crazy killing intent and hatred seemed to be drowning her reason, but unexpectedly, An Ling felt that she could hold on for a while longer. "Master, do you still remember me? I am here to help you fulfill your wish."

An Ling pulled out the evil sword from her back and showed it to Grandmaster Black Mist, "Shattered Star, this is my sword now. Do you remember? I can end everything... maybe."

Zhang Fan behind him was slowly retreating. Seeing that An Ling had stabilized the crazy demon, he turned around and fled into the sect as a stream of light. He still had absolute trust in the protection of the sect. As long as he entered the sect's formation, there would be no such danger again. At the very least, the sect master would come out to protect him!

An Ling and Master Black Mist were both shocked by his sudden escape. Even Master Black Mist, who was still angry, forgot to chase him for a moment. He had only one thought in his mind: How could there be such a coward in the Sword Sect?

We are getting closer! We are just a little bit away from entering the formation!

Zhang Fan thought to himself with ecstasy, "These demons are too rampant. The master is open-minded and willing to keep it in the sect. This demon actually dared to attack the elders of the immortal sect! How disrespectful!" His mind was full of so-called superiority. In his view, "immortal monks" were naturally superior to all mortals and demons, and were the most noble beings in the world. He was still an elder of the immortal sect, one generation lower than the master! Why did this thing that had turned into a demon go crazy and attack him!

Just as he touched the light film of the sect's formation, his smile disappeared instantly, because Bai Lin had closed his authority and he could no longer enter the sect's formation.

"Ah? How could this happen? Bai Lin? Bai Lin! Open the door for me quickly!" Zhang Fan said in horror.

A sword light shot out from the sect, and in a moment, Zhang Fan's head was off his neck, blood spurted out and splashed onto the sect's formation.

The old voice of the sect master echoed throughout the Canglan Mountain: "The traitor Zhang Fan accepted the ideas of other sects during his visit to the Tianqiong Sect. While serving as an elder in the Canglan Sword Sect, he stole information from our sect and seriously endangered the safety of the sect. Today, I, Luo Qinghuai, will join my master to kill the evil thief!"

"Everyone in Canglan must kill any traitor who comes across one!"