This girl is a streetwalker in the demon world

An Ling was hanging in the air with a sword, his whole body was covered in black mist, and his face could not be seen clearly.

She looked at the immortal sect disciples in front of her who were constantly casting spells and attacking, and sighed, "If that's the case, then I won't hold back any more. Gentlemen, please teach me."

Yang Riying held up the Jiangshan Daoyun painting, and the painting of mountains and rivers slowly unfolded in front of her. Light flashed across the painting, and the birds and beasts, flowing clouds and rivers in the painting began to move! Deer jumped in the mountains and then stopped by the stream, lowering their heads to sip, and birds flew among the slowly moving clouds... Countless animals and plants were so lifelike that they seemed to really exist in a certain world.

She took out a brush, looked at An Ling, and drew her on the picture non-stop, while chanting spells in a low voice, as if she was brewing some kind of magic.

At the same time, the Half-Moon Flywheel, the Sun-Piercing Feather Arrow and other objects rushed towards An Ling!

The second round of spells by the disciples of all the sects has also been prepared. The disciples of Canglan Sword Sect, who are better at close combat, are flying on their swords under the cover of several disciples of Rulu Temple, approaching where An Ling is, with the swords in their hands ready to attack!

An Ling frowned slightly. The flying sword that was inserted into her abdomen was probably smeared with a lot of poison. It not only caused her unbearable pain, but also affected her speed of gathering energy.

But it doesn’t matter, she has managed to get through any difficult situation, and the current situation is nothing at all!

At the critical moment when everyone was about to attack her, An Ling actually closed her eyes!

In her mind, the "qi" of the immortal sect disciples was as dazzling as a torch. An Ling held up the Broken Stars, then turned her wrist and shouted, "Fast!"

Then, in full view of everyone, An Ling turned into a phantom, and the Broken Stars, which carried the dual sword intents of "Mayfly Sword Intention" and "Heavenly Female Sword Intention", were entangled by black and white sword energy at the same time. The accumulated power of the Dielang Sword Technique was also added to the sword body at the same time. In An Ling's hands, the Broken Stars seemed like the incarnation of the sword, and no one could match it!

An Ling's steps were mysterious and swift. She moved quickly in the air with her sword in hand, and all kinds of exquisite sword techniques were unleashed at her side. Because her speed was so fast, the whole sky seemed to be filled with her clones!

An Ling felt the information coming from her mind's eyes, and accurately struck every spell and weapon that had been used or was still charging, interrupting them directly. Before everyone could react, her shadow had already cut through the hair near the neck of everyone present, shaving off their hair to replace their heads.

An Ling walked around behind them, placed the Broken Star next to Yang Riying's neck, and said with a pale smile: "You lose."

Her words and the cut hair fell into their hearts together. They were shocked to find that An Ling's speed was too fast. Before they could react, she had broken the spell blockade and cut off the hair of each of them, intending to tell them that An Ling could easily slit their throats!

Yang Riying was controlled. Her hands trembled slightly, and then she regained her composure. She said calmly, "I am just an insignificant person. If my death can save everyone's life, then just kill me."

“Fellow Daoist Yang!” Everyone’s eyes were red with anger. If this was the only way to let them go, then they didn’t want to live in vain. They shouted, “Kill me first if you have the guts!”

An Ling was silent, but she did not move at all. Instead, she continued to hold the sword to control Yang Riying, not letting her leave, nor killing her. Everything was at a stalemate.

An Ling sighed. Now it seemed that they were quite united and full of fighting spirit. However, this call was really stupid. If she was really a bad person, would she care about the life and death of one or two people? She would definitely kill them all.

An Ling silently noted down the pros and cons of their existence, and was ready to put down the Broken Stars and end this "exercise".

Just when An Ling was about to speak, something strange happened!

The scroll in Yang Riying's hand suddenly shone brightly, covering both Yang Riying and An Ling!

"What!" An Ling felt a strong pull from the direction of the scroll. She gathered wind balls under her feet and tried to use the reaction force of the wind balls to avoid the pull of the scroll. However, she never thought that no matter how hard she tried, it was useless. After the scroll locked her as the target, the pull on her was actually a kind of "cause and effect"! It was a causal skill like "big stone smashing chest". As long as a certain condition was met, then no matter who the opponent was, no matter how powerful he was, he would definitely be hit!

Yang Riying actually has such a trump card! The disciples of the Sky Dome Sect are indeed good at using magic weapons, and being able to control powerful magic weapons in the competition among the disciples of the sect, Yang Riying is definitely not as simple as he seems!

After struggling in vain, An Ling and Yang Riying were sucked into the scroll together. After the two entered, the scroll slowly closed and floated in the air without any movement.

"Fellow Daoist Yang!" A certain impatient disciple of the Canglan Sword Sect was both angry and sad. Thinking of such a good fellow Daoist Yang, who was going to die together with the monster, he couldn't help but shed tears. After he wiped away his tears with his sleeves, his grief and indignation turned into infinite motivation. He shouted to everyone: "Fellow Daoist Yang Riying fed the monster with his body and trapped it in the River and Mountain Dao Yun Tu! We must not let Fellow Daoist Yang down! Does anyone know how to seal the formation? We must ensure that the scroll is not affected by the outside world before the River and Mountain Dao Yun Tu turns the monster into thick water or escapes from the scroll!"

A disciple of the Tianqiong Sect who was familiar with Yang Riying sighed, feeling sad for the fate of his fellow disciple. Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something and whispered, "Could it be that the legend is true?"

"It's already this time, and you're still telling stories!" the Canglan Sword Sect disciple said angrily.

"No, no, no, it's very short, just one sentence." He looked at the Jiangshan Daoyuntu floating in the air, covered with spells, and whispered, "The essence of the law of cause and effect is actually replacement. On the surface, these cause and effect magic weapons are powerful and have effects that ordinary people can't imagine, but in fact there is a price. Some are at the expense of the enemy, but those evil cultivators who were too evil and once mastered the cause and effect magic weapons were wiped out by us. As for the righteous cause and effect magic weapons that can be used, the price is the owner of the magic weapon."

"I'm afraid she really died together with the demon."

The Canglan disciples glared at the man but swallowed their anger. They stood beside the scroll with swords in hand, watching the disciples of the Tianqiong Sect, Rulu Temple and Yuehua Sect busying themselves with anxiety.

Guo Zichou saw everything that happened in the magic circle. After making sure that the magic circle was functioning normally, he flew to the side of the people guarding the Jiangshan Daoyuntu on his sword and said calmly, "Quickly take this thing to the underground palace and seal it. Don't let the monster in the scroll escape!"

"Understood." Everyone carefully escorted the scroll, went down to the underground palace through the cave dug by Yuehua Sect and others, and sealed the scroll tightly.

The disciple of Canglan Sword Sect who had developed a liking for Yang Riying took one last look at the scroll, gritted his teeth, and left the underground palace feeling frustrated. Unexpectedly, he saw Guo Zichou leaning on the giant sword with his arms folded at the door.

"Boy, why are you so uneasy? This is a big taboo in sword practice." Guo Zichou said.

The disciple sighed, "I just feel sorry for Fellow Daoist Yang. She is such a good girl with a bright future ahead of her, but she is trapped in the scroll with the monster and sealed underground forever. I really..."

Guo Zichou saw through his thoughts at a glance, but did not expose him. He just patted his shoulder and said with a smile: "Then you must practice sword skills even better. Only when you become stronger can you avenge her."

"What's your name?"

"Feng Yuan is a disciple of Elder Zuo."

A well-maintained handsome middle-aged man appeared in Guo Zichou's mind. He exclaimed, looked Feng Yuan up and down, and wondered, "Why do you have to learn Zuo Jinghong's romantic style when there are so many things to learn? I advise you to focus more on practicing sword skills and stop thinking about trivial things."

Feng Yuan's cheeks instantly turned red, and he stammered, "I...I didn't, please don't make fun of me anymore, Elder Guo."

Guo Zichou shrugged and let the young man who was just beginning to fall in love go. He looked at Li Feiling who was walking towards him and asked in confusion, "Why are you here?"

Li Feiling looked strange for a while, then whispered to Guo Zichou: "Elder Mu just told me that the 'demon' is actually Junior Sister An Ling."

"what?"