Leading the entire sect to victory, this useless girl amazed the world of cultivation!

The other spectators were all shocked. Since when did the Yunlan Sect become so powerful?!

How could you even say something like that?!

Ying Rong gritted his teeth and said, "Shi Lei, although you are in the Mahayana stage, you are not the only one in the world who is a Mahayana. Someone on Shenlong Island has just ascended to heaven, and they are not as arrogant as you! There must be righteous people in this world!"

The people from Shenlong Island who were suddenly named: "???"

Don’t mention us, no appointment, no appointment!

The people of Shenlong Island naturally came to the auction as well, but they had received the "news" from the island owner long ago and knew that they could not offend the Yunlan Sect, because there was a great treasure in the Yunlan Sect, which their ancestor had repeatedly instructed to be taken good care of before ascending to heaven.

And if they remembered correctly, that precious baby... was called Ji Wushuang.

The people from Shenlong Island came here this time to buy the Spring of Life for Taoist Bi Xin to save Yin Tan.

Yin Tan didn't know what had happened to him. Not only did his cultivation level regress, but he seemed to have lost all his energy and spirit.

"Ahem..." the person in charge of Shenlong Island said hurriedly, "This is a private matter between your Hongyan Pavilion and Yunlan Sect. We, Shenlong Island, will not interfere."

Ying Rong hadn't expected the people of Shenlong Island to be so cowardly. They immediately refused to "help" him. He then said, "Master Kuze, you are a man of high moral character and high esteem. Are you really going to sit by and watch such an injustice happen?!"

Taoist Ku Ze: “…”

Although Taoist Ku Ze was the most powerful formation master in Central Continent, he was only a formation master after all. How could he be a match for a reckless man like Shi Lei?!

Besides, you at Hongyan Pavilion were very generous when you took the old man’s money.

"Well..." Taoist Kuze said as he stroked his graying beard, "I think Your Excellency Shenlong Island is right. This is a personal grudge between you two."

Ying Rong then turned his attention to other forces, Fengxuan Sect, Yushen Sect, Wangjiang'e, Wanxiang Valley, etc., etc. But still no one was willing to help him.

Ying Rong felt like vomiting blood.

These old guys are more cunning than each other!

Taotie was already getting a little impatient and frowned, "Are your people coming or not? Stop talking nonsense."

"Okay, okay!" Ying Rong's eyes suddenly flashed with a fierce light, "Since you are so heartless, don't blame me for being disloyal!"

Ying Rong suddenly soared into the air, biting his tongue fiercely, forcing out his blood and essence to draw a formation pattern in the air. A scarlet light shot up into the sky, rushing straight towards the horizon.

"Rumble--"

The formation was completed, and the thunder sounded mighty!

It seemed as if some terrifying existence was about to cross the sky.

Ying Rong's body also withered away at an extremely terrifying speed, as if he had exhausted all the blood in his body to "invite the true God to come."

A moment later, a person, no, a man and a woman slowly walked towards the center of the teleportation array.

They are two people, but they share one body, like conjoined twins.

The man had a kind face like Buddha, but he wore a necklace made of human skulls on his shoulders.

The woman was extremely beautiful, and she was holding a baby in her arms, but the baby had died long ago and had even been refined into a puppet by her. She gently coaxed the "baby" while looking at everyone and giggling.

Both of them have reached the perfect Mahayana cultivation level. As soon as they appeared, everyone present broke out in cold sweat except Taotie and Ji Wushuang.

After seeing the two people clearly, Taoist Kuze could no longer maintain his masterful attitude. He almost pulled out his beard and muttered, "Is it, is it a two-faced Rakshasa?!"

A number of great cultivators from Fengxuan Sect, Yushen Sect, Shenlong Island, Wanxiang Valley and other sects also felt like they were facing a formidable enemy.

“It’s actually a two-faced Rakshasa!”

"What a Hongyan Pavilion... How heartless!!!"

Some young monks did not understand what the "Two-Faced Rakshasa" represented, so they asked in a low voice. After finding out, their faces turned green.

It turns out that this man and woman were the evil cultivators who massacred hundreds of cultivators thousands of years ago!

but……

Weren't they already expelled by their predecessors? !

Why are you still...

Taoist Ku Ze looked at Ying Rong angrily and shouted, "Master Ying! You should give us an explanation!"

Ying Rong wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said with a sinister smile, "What's there to explain? Since you're here, why don't you all stay here... It's just right to replenish the blood of the two adults..."

The woman in the two-faced demon caressed the baby in her arms and said softly, "Ying'er, why are you looking for me in such a hurry? You should know that I hate these so-called descendants of famous families the most... Aren't you afraid that I will kill them all?"

As soon as the words fell, everyone felt their scalps tingling, as if they had fallen into an ice cellar in an instant.

They also believed that with the woman's perfect Mahayana cultivation, killing them would be as easy as crushing an ant.

Ying Rong glared at Taotie and Ji Wushuang fiercely, then knelt on one knee before them and said, "Your Excellencies, Shi Lei destroyed Hongyan Pavilion and cut off your sources of income..."

"Oh?" The woman looked around, "Where's that old man Shi Lei?"

Ying Rong was slightly stunned, then pointed at Taotie and said, "It's right there."

The woman glanced at Taotie and snorted disdainfully: "Idiot, this is not Shi Lei at all."

The two-faced Rakshasa and Shi Lei are "mortal enemies". They can recognize Shi Lei's appearance and aura even if he turns into ashes.

Ying Rong was dumbfounded, and so were the others.

You should know that among all the cultivators present, the most powerful one is the Mahayana cultivator Shi Lei.

If "Shi Lei" is a fake Shi Lei, then he is definitely not a Mahayana cultivator.

So what do they do!?

This... isn't this a certain death?!

Ying Rong turned around abruptly and looked at Ji Wushuang: "Isn't he Shi Lei?"

Ji Wushuang nodded calmly and jumped down from Taotie's arms. He held a steel knife made of ordinary iron in his hand and scratched it lightly. The cold air seemed to dissipate a little, but no one noticed. Their minds were full of Ji Wushuang's words.

"Senior is naturally not Shi Lei."

Everyone: "!!!"

What a rip off!!!

You must know that everyone just "stood" with Ji Wushuang at the same time because they all thought that this was Shi Lei, the ancestor of the Yunlan Sect!

But now, a kid from the Yunlan Sect like you actually brought others to impersonate your own ancestor, "borrowing the power of the tiger" and deceiving all of them?!

It's over! It's over!

They will definitely be destroyed by the two-faced Rakshasa this time...

Of course, the one who got the most angry here was Ying Rong...

There is a blood contract between him and the Two-Faced Rakshasa. His blood is special and can suppress the cold poison. He becomes a blood slave to the Two-Faced Rakshasa in exchange for the Two-Faced Rakshasa's help.

This time he had spent so much energy and blood to invite them here, but in the end, the other party turned out to be a fake Mahayana! ?

Damn it, who has wronged him?!

The female Rakshasa waved her hands and said, "It doesn't matter if it's not Shi Lei. I will kill them for you. Don't worry."

The male Rakshasa, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said, "Wait a minute."

His voice was clear and mellow, like the sound of Buddha, but the words that came out of his mouth were creepy.

His kind eyes fixed on Ji Wushuang, and he said quietly, "This girl has a body as pure as ice and jade. Don't damage her skin. I want to use it as a magic weapon."

The female Rakshasa rolled her eyes and said, "If you keep whining, you'll do it yourself."

"Amitabha, the Buddha has the virtue of loving life."

"Then shut up."

"Okay, okay, just crush her head. I don't like her eyes."

Between the words, it was as if Ji Wushuang had already become a dead object...