The villain has been playing badly for ten years

A group of people simultaneously locked onto Ning Xiusu's direction. The huge rocks were covered with thick snow, and there were messy bushes next to them.

Hua Jianbai's heart tightened, fearing that these people would get closer. After all, mermaids were a kind of monster, and because of their nature, they couldn't speak human language. What if this caused misunderstandings?

At this moment, the men had already walked quickly towards the boulder. Song Xing pulled aside a messy bush and found that there was indeed a person lying inside.

The man's clothes were ragged and blood red, and he looked noble and in his early twenties.

"Not Qin Zhou."

Everyone was surprised, and only then did they take a closer look. Ning Xiusu's black hair was disheveled and frosted, his face paler than snow, and there was a scratch on his right cheek, with faint dark scales visible from the edge.

Without the iron mask, he was a completely different person from when he caused trouble in Luo Mansion.

Although these disciples of Zizhulin were present at the time, they could not see anything at all now.

Instead, Song Xing remembered that he had seen it on the day of the barrier, and could not help but blurt out:

"It's him?"

Zhou Fan tilted his head to look at Song Xing, his expression slightly incredulous:

"Senior Sister Song, do you know this mermaid?"

Song Xing was always honest and replied, "I saw it when we were clearing out the young ghosts."

Hua Jianbai was very nervous. He knew that Song Xing was not a bad person, but he could not be sure about other people's attitudes.

Sang Ci really looked like he was trying to seize every opportunity, and said with a slight blink of his eyelashes:

"As a law enforcement disciple of the Shangqing Sect, how could you knowingly let a demon go? Senior Sister, if Elder Ye knew about this..."

Song Xing shook his head and looked at Sang Ci as if to explain:

"No, the situation was special... and this person was clearly a useless person who couldn't even lift a finger."

"This man is full of blood and violence, how can he be a useless person?"

Sang Ci raised his eyes slightly again, revealing a hint of teasing.

"Senior Sister has always been kind-hearted. Even if she had let the monsters go, why would she make excuses?"

Song Xing looked slightly displeased: "Junior Sister Sang, you and I are both members of the clan. Why are you using this as an excuse to stir up trouble?"

As he was speaking, the sky suddenly dimmed and the Lingxi finger hidden in the snow foam emitted a faint light.

Mu Yuzhen was suddenly startled and pointed at the light: "Look, it's the Lingxi Finger, how come it's on him!"

Zhou Fan was standing nearby, his expression slightly changed when he heard the words, and he immediately took two steps forward. He raised his hand and made a hand gesture, and a faint and clear light emanated from Ning Xiusu's body, which was clearly the luster of talismans.

The art of collecting talismans appeared out of thin air and was a must for spiritual practice, nothing special about it.

Without saying a word, he made a grabbing gesture, and an object appeared in front of him. It was the yellowed old cloth.

Zhou Fan narrowed his eyes slightly and said doubtfully:

"This thing is actually on him. Could it be that he killed Qin Zhou?"

Song Xingqiushan frowned slightly, but before he could say anything, Sang Ci suddenly acted like a wise man and gently twisted his hair around his fingers to analyze it.

"Hmph, this Qin Zhou is a traitor from the beginning. He tried to steal the locked vault for the evil ways but failed, so he escaped into the crack. In my opinion, whether he killed someone or not, he must be involved."

Oh no... It didn't have time to figure out what was on Ning Xiusu's body. After a few words from this group of people, the situation became a little complicated.

The more Hua Jianbai listened, the more panicked he became. Meanwhile, the group of disciples from the Purple Bamboo Forest started talking at once:

"Senior Sister Sang is right. In my opinion, it's better to strike first to prevent his accomplices from coming after us."

Seeing this group of people indiscriminately attacking, the sword cases on their backs buzzed and made a move to surround them.

Hua Jianbai was shocked when he saw this. He had made up his mind that if anyone tried to harm him, he would just bite them directly because he had poison on his teeth.

So, it quietly approached the bushes, right behind the group of people in Taoist robes.

The crack originally blocked the five senses of spiritual cultivation, but now the little snake is extremely hidden in the dense weeds and is sure to be discovered by no one.

Unexpectedly, the Taiwei instrument in Song Xing's hand suddenly moved and made a warning buzzing sound.

"Not good... there's a demonic aura."

She reacted extremely quickly, turned around and swung her hand back. A light blue light suddenly appeared in her sleeve, and the measuring ruler slashed towards the bushes like a pool of autumn water.

Hua Jianbai was startled and made a sharp turn among the dead branches, dodging away with a "whoosh".

There was a loud "bang" and the measuring ruler missed the target. Countless bushes were broken and a black crack immediately appeared on the snow.

Mu Yuzhen asked: "Senior Sister, what was that just now..."

"It's a monster."

A sharp light flashed in the eyes of the group of disciples from the Purple Bamboo Forest, which was a necessary virtue for a sect member. The brown sword case on their backs "whooshed" a few times, and the long swords were unsheathed like lightning.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Hua Jianbai made a feint and rushed towards Mu Yuzhen among the group of people.

Song Xing glanced sideways slightly and seemed to have only caught a glimpse of a shadow, like a snake.

"on the left!"

She warned, and the measuring stick in her hand turned into a clear blue light, but it missed, and the strange little snake disappeared in an instant.

A group of people looked around as if they were facing a great enemy, but saw a gust of wind rushing out and flying into the sky.

The next second, a blinding flash of lightning tore through the thick clouds like a sharp sword, instantly illuminating the dim sky and earth with a pale white light.

Everyone was shocked to see a huge dragon standing in the clouds, opening its mouth and roaring like a roar, making a deafening thunderous sound.

The dragon's huge body swooped down towards the boulder with a ferocious look.

Song Xing was startled and felt a strong wind blowing in her face, like a hurricane with flying snow. She immediately did a backflip with her clothes flying, and just avoided it, flying several feet away.

But the dragon was not heading towards Song Xing. A shadow flashed by, and the dragon's tail swept across like a huge whip, and then swung its tail towards a group of people in Taoist robes over there.

Several disciples of Zizhulin who were not very advanced in Taoism felt that the blood in their bodies was about to freeze, and they fell out one by one and fell into the snow.

Sang Ci dodged the attack in horror, and just as he stood firm, he quickly took a few steps back.

She stared at the giant dragon, then turned to look at Song Xing and asked, as if questioning:

"Senior Sister Song, didn't you say that your route was to avoid the ferocious beasts? What's going on here?"

Song Xing avoided the dragon's tail swing, found a safe place to stand, and then reminded:

"Everyone, don't get close. This is not a ferocious beast, it's Cang Lin."

The dragon raised its head at this time, and its roar contained endless majesty and anger, revealing a terrifying sense of oppression, causing the air to form waves that rolled up snow foam and covered the sky.

Its scales glowed with layers of mysterious halos, and it was swinging its powerful tail fiercely, as if to cleanse everything in the world.

Zhou Fan didn't dare to step forward for a moment, so he jumped back and retreated to Song Xing's side and said:

"How is this possible? The foul air in the Upside-Down Underworld will corrode everything. Even the Grand Master wouldn't dare to set foot here easily. How could there be a member of the Canglin clan here?"

Song Xing shook his head, also puzzled, while Mu Yuzhen looked astonished:

"Big Sister, if this beast is Cang Lin, doesn't it belong to the same lineage as Grand Master?"

A group of Purple Bamboo Forest disciples, crawling out of the snow, followed suit:

"That's not right, Senior Sister. Turbid energy is gathering in this crack. The files record that the Canglin of the Divine Vein is forbidden to enter."

Hua Jianbai listened to the group's questions and wanted to explain a few words, but when he opened his mouth, his voice was like a loud bell, and a wave of air was like thousands of horses galloping on the ice field, like a biting cold wind carrying ice chips, extremely violent.

Mu Yuzhen's eyes blurred and he was suddenly thrown out along with a group of disciples, his buttocks almost split into three pieces.

Hanamibai was startled. It really didn't mean it...

These people, including Song Xing, were nothing more than fragmented souls, and their strength could not compare to those outside the rift. At this moment, they just thought that the dragon was angry, and quickly led a group of Purple Bamboo Forest disciples to retreat to a safe distance.

Hua Jianbai didn't intend to attack, so he simply drove the group away to protect himself.

Song Xing discovered something. The dragon had no intention of harming anyone, so he warned:

"It takes a thousand years for Canglin to transform into a dragon. He can move wind and water and become a divine vein. He just doesn't want us to get close. He must be trying to protect the mermaid."

As soon as these words came out, everyone saw it sway its body slightly, causing a gust of wind, and snow particles whistled and scattered like hidden weapons, as if building a wall, surrounding Ning Xiusu in the center.

The noise made by the dragon's tail was so loud that all the Purple Bamboo Forest disciples were already lying on the ground, not daring to take another step forward.

Sang Ci didn't think so, and said as if to challenge him:

"Senior Sister Song, are you kidding? After this Canglin tribe member transforms into a dragon, he will definitely feed on mermaids. How could he possibly protect a mermaid?"

Zhou Fan seemed to be thinking about something, and said, "Junior Sister Aci is right. Maybe this person is not from the Canglin clan."

Upon hearing this, Mu Yuzhen, along with a group of people in Taoist robes, also responded in unison:

"Big Sister, I've read the files. No living creatures can exist in this rift. Aside from Wu Qi, the corpse refiner at Yixiang Mountain, only the Li Lun clan of Tianfeitian can coexist with the turbid air."

Song Xing also found it strange and looked at the dragon with a pair of charming eyes:

"But how could the legendary Li Lun travel all the way to Tianfeitian and come to such a barren place?"

Sang Ci snorted contemptuously, and moved her cherry lips:

"Senior Sister Song, you are truly ignorant. Places like the rift are already in the desolate sea. Canglin and Lilun are both races left over from ancient times, the only difference being that one is a divine being and the other a demon."

This is indeed a setting in the book, but it is just a later plot that is mentioned briefly... Hanamibai listened to their analysis for a long time and became extremely anxious for a moment.

Then it opened its dragon eyes wide, as clear and bright as snow jade, and shook its head vigorously, wanting to tell something urgently.

Mu Yuzhen looked at the giant creature with a surprised expression and said, "Hey, this dragon seems to understand what we are saying."