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

That day, in order to regain Lin Yuan's trust, he was willing to suffer serious injuries and help him subdue the rest of He Yan's men.

Ye Zi pleaded for him and said that if he took poison, he would die from the poison if he betrayed Lin Yuan.

He also swore that he would never betray the Demon Cult, so Lin Yuan spared his life for Ye Zi's sake.

But Lin Yuan would never have thought that Ye Zi and he were in cahoots.

Now, Gu Yi is finished, and according to their plan, Lin Yuan will soon face the ancient evil spirit.

When he becomes the true master of the cultivation world, all this will be over.

By then, what would Lin Yuan be?

He has been competing with Lin Yuan since he was a child, but has never won once.

This time, it was finally his turn to win.

He wanted to win completely! He wanted to crush Lin Yuan so hard that he would never be able to recover!

What righteous path? Everyone in the Qingling Sword Sect must die! No one who disobeys his orders will survive.

"Protector Chu, this... is this really the order of the Lord?"

A disciple of the Demon Cult had a look of terror on his face, his body trembling uncontrollably, and his voice was filled with a hint of panic and uneasiness that was difficult to conceal.

Everyone knows that there are inextricable connections between the Qingling Sword Sect and Lin Yuan.

And now, they have actually beaten the Qingling Sword Sect into being closed up. If a group of people from other sects had not suddenly arrived to help, the Qingling Sword Sect would have probably been wiped out by now.

When Chu Jing heard this, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his gaze shot towards the disciple who asked the question like a cold ray.

In an instant, the disciple suddenly rose up slowly out of thin air without any warning, as if an invisible huge force was holding him up.

"How dare you question the orders of this protector?"

Chu Jing's voice was extremely cold, as if it came from the Netherworld of Hell, making people shudder.

"Protector Chu! I was wrong. Please forgive me. I won't dare to do it again!"

The disciple was so frightened upon seeing this that he immediately begged for mercy at the top of his voice.

He twisted his body desperately in the air, trying to break free from the mysterious force, but it was all in vain.

"Humph! This is the will of the Lord. Anyone who dares to disobey the Lord's order will be killed without mercy!"

Chu Jing's face was as gloomy as water as he spoke coldly. Before he finished speaking, a shrill scream was heard. The disciple was instantly torn apart by the powerful spiritual power. Blood splattered everywhere, and pieces of flesh flew everywhere. The scene was extremely bloody and terrifying.

The other disciples of the Demon Sect witnessed this scene, and their faces turned pale and they were silent.

They all knelt on the ground, not daring to even breathe, for fear that if they were not careful they would follow in the disciple's footsteps and end up dying tragically on the spot.

The whole scene was filled with a dead silence and oppressive atmosphere, which made people feel creepy.

Even the former Demon Lord was not so terrifying.

"Hahaha, those guys from the Qingling Sword Sect are already at the end of their rope! They definitely can't hold on for much longer. It won't be long before the entire cultivation world will fall into the hands of our Demon Sect! Even Lin Hai is now at the end of his rope, and there's no way to save him!"

Chu Jing stood up with a wild laugh, his eyes flashing with greed and complacency, looking far away in the direction of the Qingling Sword Sect, as if it was already in his hands.

He suddenly waved his sleeves and shouted, "Everyone listen up! Now, follow my orders! Follow me and attack the Qingling Sword Sect. Today, we must completely crush it and make this so-called famous and upright sect disappear from the world of cultivation! Not a single one will be spared!"

Following his order, the densely packed demon sect members behind him shouted in unison in response. For a moment, the shouts of killing resounded through the sky, like a black torrent rushing towards the Qingling Sword Sect.

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"We've held out for three days. Our disciples are seriously injured, and the elders, who have been guarding the formation day and night, are exhausted. We can only hold out for half a day at most. If they really attack..."

Lin Hai sighed and looked at Wen Daochen and said, "Fellow Daoist Wen, take my young disciples and your people and leave. He is here to seek revenge for my Qingling Sword. I ordered him and his son to be expelled from the sect, and now he is here to seek revenge!"

Wen Daochen shook his head. "Sect Master Lin, I understand the principle of the lips and teeth being cold. Now it's the Qingling Sword Sect, and I'm afraid the next ones will be Tianmu and Taichu. He's not just driven by hatred, but by greater ambition."

"Master, the fifth elder is exhausted and has fainted!" At this time, a disciple suddenly came to report.

Lin Hai's expression hardened as he stood up: "Help me to the door, I want to guard the formation myself."

Wen Daochen frowned, but was unable to help because this formation could only be activated by the skills of their Qingling Sword Sect.

Lin Hai ordered his disciples to take the fifth elder to rest, and he took his place.

Seeing more and more disciples of the Demon Sect gathering not far away, the hearts of several people sank to the bottom.

"Hold on a little longer. I received a message from Sect Master Jiang. He will come to support us once he has settled down." Wen Daochen said.

Before Lin Hai could answer, the barrier suddenly vibrated violently.

Several elders and Lin Hai all turned pale at the same time.

"Sect Master Lin!" Wen Daochen hurried to his side: "What happened?"

"Chu Jing..."

A trace of blood flowed from the corner of Lin Hai's mouth. He exerted force again to stabilize the formation: "Chu Jing was once a disciple of the Qingling Sword Sect. He is also Chu Ping's son."

He already knew how to break the formation, and he dragged it out for three days, cutting off the Qingling Sword Sect's chance of survival, just to torture them.

"This Chu Jing! What a beast! There are so many young disciples in the Qingling Sword Sect, how dare he!" Wen Daochen cursed in a low voice, flew up, and floated in the air, watching the increasing number of disciples of the Demon Sect rushing up.

In terms of numbers, they are inferior to the Demon Cult.

In terms of strength, almost all the disciples of Qingling Sword Sect were injured, and only the people he brought with him were still able to fight.

I can stop Chu Jing, even if he is practicing the magic skills, I am confident that I can stop him.

But what about the other elders of the Demon Cult? He looked at the pale faces of the Qingling Sword Sect members.

If you delay any longer, he will drag you to death...

At this critical moment, the sect protection formation suddenly trembled violently, as if it was under the impact of an irresistible powerful force.

Immediately afterwards, there was a deafening roar that shook the earth, and it resounded through the sky like thunder.

Along with the loud noise, a shocking huge crack suddenly appeared in front of everyone, as if the earth was torn apart.

Several elders who were responsible for guarding the formation, as well as Lin Hai, were also severely injured at this time.

Their faces were as pale as paper, blood was spurting out of their mouths, and their bodies were shaking.

This sudden change caught them off guard and they suffered a huge backlash.