I was reborn as the Early-Dead Demon Lord! I was imprisoned and spoiled by the Black Immortal Lord

At this time, Xie Wenyun, who was inside the barrier, looked at Jiang Lingzhou with a smile, his eyes firm and gentle.

He said softly, "Lingzhou, you should leave this place as soon as possible. Leave this to me. I'll find a way to break this damned formation."

After saying that, he held the sword in his hand and stared intently at the intricate array patterns in front of him that were flashing with strange light.

Jiang Lingzhou lowered his head slightly, his eyes falling on the drawing that had appeared in Xie Wenyun's hand again at some point.

Jiang Lingzhou slowly raised the long sword in his hand, the tip of the sword flashing with cold light, and he seemed to want to use it to cut his fingers again.

However, at this moment, an urgent cry was heard: "Ling Zhou, don't!"

Xie Wenyun gently raised his arm across the soul-destroying formation, and the action seemed to be gently stroking Jiang Lingzhou's cheek.

His eyes were firm and gentle, and his voice was full of comfort and promise: "Trust me, wait for me!"

After saying this, Xie Wenyun turned around resolutely and walked towards the center of the formation with firm steps.

Every step seemed heavy and decisive, as if this trip would mean a life or death situation, but he did not hesitate at all.

Jiang Lingzhou stood there quietly, feeling Xie Wenyun's inner world with his heart.

He knew very well that Xie Wenyun did not want to survive alone, but sincerely planned to come back to find him later.

This trust is like an indestructible cornerstone, deeply rooted in Jiang Lingzhou's heart.

So, Jiang Lingzhou responded softly: "Okay... I'll wait for you..."

Just a few simple words, but they contain endless affection and waiting.

Because he knew in his heart that as long as it was something Xie Wenyun promised him, he would find a way to do it no matter how difficult or dangerous it was.

At this moment, there is still a crucial thing waiting for Jiang Lingzhou to complete.

He took a deep breath, calmed himself down, then turned around and strode away quickly.

At the same time, Xie Wenyun carefully approached the center of the formation according to the method in the drawing drawn by Gu Yi.

As the distance continued to shorten, the blood-colored mist in the formation became thicker and thicker, like a thick blood cloud, dyeing the entire space scarlet.

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The Qingling Sword Sect, a once peaceful and harmonious sect of immortal cultivation, was now shrouded in tension and chaos.

"Sect Master Lin, how are you?"

Wen Daochen anxiously supported Lin Hai, who was covered in wounds and on the verge of collapse, and carefully helped him to sit down at the door.

Lin Hai endured the severe pain in his body and stared at the elders not far ahead who were trying their best to maintain the sect protection formation.

His brows were tightly furrowed, and he suddenly couldn't help coughing violently. With a heart-wrenching cough, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Wen. I... can still hold on for now."

Lin Hai wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with trembling hands and spoke in a weak but firm voice.

Recalling this sudden disaster, Lin Hai's heart was filled with regret and anger.

He could never have imagined that Chu Jing would lead the evil cult to attack the righteous path.

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Wen, for your help... If I had known this would happen, I would have killed this evil creature without hesitation!"

Lin Hai said this with gritted teeth, his eyes flashing with rage.

However, at this moment, no matter how much you say, it will be of no avail. The most urgent task is to find a way to repel this group of aggressive enemies and protect the Qingling Sword Sect's century-old foundation.

"It was my senior brother who predicted that the Qingling Sword Sect would face this disaster, and that's why he asked me to lead the disciples of both sects to help."

If he had not arrived in time, the Qingling Sword Sect would probably have been destroyed by now.

At this moment, the martial arts world is doing its best to protect the remaining disciples of the Tianmu and Taichu sects.

Amidst tension and anxiety, they hid along with the Jianghu in a hidden place that had been carefully prepared in advance.

"Alas... the Qingling Sword Sect... perhaps this time it will be destroyed in my hands..."

Lin Hai's face was as pale as paper, and he began to cough violently as he spoke. Every cough seemed to shatter the hearts of those around him.

"Master! You must hold on!"

Several elders were extremely anxious and turned their concerned and worried eyes to Lin Hai.

Wen Daochen hurried forward, using his own skills to heal his wounds while comforting him, "Sect Master Lin, don't lose heart! We will definitely be able to overcome this danger!"

However, despite his words of comfort, Wen Daochen knew very well in his heart that the situation was extremely dangerous and he was in a life-or-death situation.

Just as Gu Yi had expected before, if Chu Jing was just an ordinary villain, he would probably have died long ago.

After all, in this world of cultivation full of intrigue and deception, how could a little-known and unknown person in the original work have the chance to survive until now?

But what if this Chu Jing wasn't just any ordinary person, but instead possessed a God-like omniscience from the very beginning? That would be a completely different story.

As early as when Ye Zi had the ambition to become the "leading heroine", she secretly colluded with Chu Jing.

Not only that, she also used eloquence and exaggerated words to describe to Chu Jing his tragic and miserable ending!

At first, Chu Jing was skeptical about what Ye Zi said, thinking that it was just absurd nonsense.

But when Lin Yuan came back, he and his father were expelled from the sect, and he was taken in by He Yan to practice the magic techniques.

Develop step by step towards the description of the leaves.

Chu Jing began to doubt himself...

In the Phantom Demon Sect, after Chu Jing was injured by Gu Yi, Ye Zi appeared at some point and took him to an uninhabited place:

"Chu Jing, are you still unwilling to believe what I say? You and I are both insignificant people in this picture book. Now there is a chance to change our fate, what are you still hesitating about?"

In the version told by Ye Zi, the male protagonist is Lin Yuan, and the female protagonist is Gu Yi.

She and Mu Yang were eventually killed by Lin Yuan.

The same is true for Chu Jing.

"What do you want me to do for you?" Chu Jing gritted his teeth. His father was already dead, and it was impossible for He Yan to complete his revenge! He Yan could not help him with anything except using him. He really needed to change his approach.

"Don't help me. Help yourself..."

Ye Zi curled her lips into a smile and said, "I want you to get close to Lin Yuan and gain his trust. When he becomes the Demon Lord, you can seize his power."

"Why do you want to get close to Lin Yuan?" Chu Jing asked puzzledly: "I am now He Yan's subordinate. Wouldn't it be more convenient to take his power?"

Ye Zi shook her head: "It's not enough... He Yan's power is not that great. If it were the Demon Lord Lin Yuan, the entire Demon Cult would obey him!"

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At this moment, Chu Jinggao sat on a throne made of bones, his black robe rustling, a twisted and complacent smile on his face, and arrogance in his eyebrows and eyes.

He looked down at the demon cult members below the stage and laughed wantonly: "Lin Yuan, Gu Yi, I am now the master of the demon cult. All the humiliations in the past will be returned a hundredfold today!"