A hazy green flame suddenly lit up around Zhao Lingjun's body, and there seemed to be countless figures of invisible figures swaying inside, screaming and struggling.

The bald dagger and the hands with the national face hit the green flames tightly around Zhao Lingjun.

Before Zhao Lingjun could figure out what was going on, his face and bald man had already let out a shrill scream.

The two men's daggers and palms just touched this hazy green flame, and the two men curled their bodies and bounced back as if they were hit by high-voltage electric shock.

Then countless steel bars swept over like wind. When they touched the green flames wrapped around Zhao Lingjun, they bounced back without exception and fell to the ground.

When the green flames on Zhao Lingjun's body slowly disappeared, everyone present was shocked.

Lin Yiren, wearing pajamas, stood quietly at the entrance of the corridor, while behind him was Wu Xiaoye, whose face was slightly pale and whose black hair was quietly scattered.

"How is this possible?" The young man with a sturdy figure looked at the national face and bald man moaning in pain on the ground in disbelief, and the steel bars that fell all over the ground like a scorched poisonous snake.

The young man with a stern face changed drastically, and he jumped to the side of the national face and bald man. There was no trace of scar on the national face and bald man, but the expressions on the two people's faces were even more painful than being cut by someone for 17 or 18 times.

"How could this happen?" The voice of the young man with a flat head changed, and he looked at Lin Yiren with incredible eyes, "Are you also a supernatural being?"

"Superpower?" Lin Yiren looked at Wu Xiaoye and shook his head.

"Then... who are you?" The face of the young man with a flat head changed. He couldn't help but waved his hand and raised a steel wire mesh in front of him. "What's going on with them?"

"We are employees of Monsny's company." Lin Yiren's smile made the young man with a flat head tremble. "Don't worry, they are not in danger of their lives."

Looking at the two people moaning in pain on the ground, Lin Yiren continued: "The Nether Fire on the Yellow Springs Road Only the function of imprisoning and burning the soul. It will not damage their bodies."

"What are you talking about?" The young man with a squat felt that he was trembling all over. Even the steel wire mesh he laid was like waves, causing ripples.

"Forget it, you won't understand even if I say it." Lin Yiren's eyes made the young man with a flat head feel like an idiot. "You'd better go."

"Okay, our Hexinghui has suffered this time." The young man with a stern face stamped his feet, as if he turned around and was about to leave.

But the moment the young man who had a solid inch turned around, the huge steel wire mesh behind him suddenly dispersed again, becoming countless sharp arrows, shooting towards Lin Yiren, Zhao Lingjun and others.

"Damn, it's too sinister." Zhao Lingjun felt that this young man with a stern affair would not give up. Now this move was indeed not beyond Zhao Lingjun's expectations.

But before Zhao Lingjun could do anything, Zhao Lingjun saw a thick black mist suddenly appear in front of him, Zhang Changsheng, Xiao Ping and others.

It is already late at night, but the darkness of the thick fog seems to be a hundred times darker than the night.

Countless shrill sounds in everyone's minds. And in the black fog, there were countless shrill faces that were faintly visible. It seemed that countless people wanted to escape from the thick black fog. But it seemed that they could only knock out the shapes of shrill faces on the edge of the black fog.

"What is this?" Zhao Lingjun, Zhang Changsheng and others were completely stunned and forgot to dodge.

When Zhao Lingjun, Zhang Changsheng, Xiao Ping and others came to their senses, the thick black fog had dissipated, and the sound of countless people screaming suddenly disappeared.

Everything seemed like everyone's illusion. But the steel bars flying all over the sky disappeared.

"how so?"

The young man with a stern look at everything in front of him in disbelief.

The countless steel bars seemed to be swallowed by the black mist.

But a cold light flashed in Lin Yiren's eyes, "Do you know which two types of people I hate the most in my life?"

The cold light flashed in Lin Yiren's eyes made the young man with a squat and the gray-haired middle-aged man who could control the concrete tremble all over and involuntarily took a step back.

"I hate the people who don't keep their word and the people who plot against me the most."

Before Lin Yiren could reply, he said coldly.

When Lin Yiren said his last sentence, Lin Yiren had a strangely shaped white short staff in his hand.

This short stick is only as thick as an ordinary person's thumb, and is less than half a meter long. However, on this short stick, there are several gems that are brighter than blood. The entire short stick is covered with various strange symbols, which look extremely strange.

The young man with a sturdy figure and the gray-haired middle-aged man felt extremely frightened when he saw the short white stick in Lin Yiren's hand.

The two of them suddenly lost all their fighting spirit. After a glance, they turned around and ran away.

But after the two people took two steps, they heard a sound that made people's scalp explode. The sound seemed to be like something roaring lowly while tearing a person's flesh and blood.

A black vortex suddenly appeared on the ground not far away in front of the two people.

The gray-haired middle-aged man stopped his pace when he saw the black vortex not far in front of him. The young man with a sturdy body ran faster and suddenly accidentally carried it into the black vortex.

Before the gray-haired middle-aged man could figure out why the cement road in front of him suddenly turned into a black vortex, a low roar was already heard in the black vortex.

And with this low roar, the gray-haired middle-aged man could only hear a shrill cry from the black vortex.

And that scream was made by a young man with a stern face.

Then the gray-haired middle-aged man felt that a gust of wind suddenly rolled up in the black vortex in front of him.

When the strong wind blew, the gray-haired middle-aged man felt that there was something sticky on his whole body. The gray-haired middle-aged man subconsciously wiped his face and placed his hands in front of him, but found that his hands were covered with blood, and seemed to have some flesh and blood.

"Ah..." The gray-haired middle-aged man couldn't help but scream.

"What the hell is this?" Before the screams of the gray-haired middle-aged man disappeared, Zhao Lingjun, Zhang Changsheng and others saw an extremely huge head suddenly appearing in the black vortex.

First, what caught everyone's eyes were four blood-red eyes like red lanterns, and then sharp teeth like serrated teeth.

A huge monster that seems to be seen only in the movie appears in front of everyone.

The monster's body is as big as four or five adults, and the monster's body is covered with black things like a cancer. It seems that there is no ear on its head, but it has four huge blood-red eyes, and a huge mouth with countless sharp teeth, constantly flowing out of its sticky blood-red salivation.

With every low roar of the monster, its blood-red saliva sprayed on the gray-haired middle-aged man standing opposite him, who was so scared that he would not even leave.

"This is the burlap beast in the hell path among the six realms of reincarnation." Lin Yiren's voice was very calm, as if he was telling a beautiful story to others. "A person who kills too many burlap beasts in the world will continue to suffer the pain of burlap beasts after falling into the hell path of the six realms of reincarnation."

As soon as Lin Yiren finished speaking, four monsters with huge blood-red eyes rushed towards the gray-haired middle-aged man in front of him.

In just a moment, the body of the gray-haired middle-aged man was torn apart by a beast like a piece of paper.

"Damn..."

Zhao Lingjun felt nauseous and vomited out directly.

"It's very disgusting. When I saw it the first time I saw it, it was the same as you." Lin Yiren looked at Zhao Lingjun with sympathy, then waved the extremely strange short staff in his hand.

A hexagonal shimmering array lit up at the feet of the tillage beast that was swallowing the broken flesh of gray-haired man, and then turned into a huge black vortex.

"Roar" the roared beast let out an unwilling roar, as if he wanted to jump out of the huge black vortex. However, the black vortex seemed to have an indescribable suction force, slowly dragging the roared beast in.

When the black vortex disappeared, only a shocking blood and some broken flesh were left on the ground.

"Uh```" When the till beast was finally dragged into the black vortex, it sprayed out with a strong bloody smell, which made Zhao Lingjun vomit again.

"I know your heart must be full of question marks now." Lin Yiren smiled weakly at Zhao Lingjun, Zhang Changsheng and others who had finally straightened their waists and stopped vomiting. It seemed that the waving of the short stick in his hand had consumed a lot of his energy. "But it doesn't matter now anymore, because I'm leaving."

"Go? Where to go?" Zhao Lingjun asked Lin Yiren in surprise.

"I don't know." Lin Yiren smiled weakly and looked at Zhao Lingjun. "But do you still think that if we take action, we can live peacefully here?"

Lin Yiren's words made Zhao Lingjun fall into an ice cave.

The battle just now, let alone Lin Yiren, even himself has shown extraordinary abilities. How can he live in this community in the future?

If he didn't leave, he might be arrested and studied as a guinea pig tomorrow. When Zhao Lingjun thought of this, he couldn't speak.

As soon as he saw Zhao Lingjun unable to speak, Lin Yiren couldn't help but smile powerlessly.

Lin Yiren looked at Zhao Lingjun, then looked behind him. The only person who saw the hellish scene in front of him, but was silent after Wu Xiaoye, couldn't help but sigh, "But if you have time, I really want to know what kind of people you are."

"I..." Before Zhao Lingjun could answer, he saw a black flute that seemed to be wrapped in countless golden silks appeared in Wu Xiaoye's hand.

"You and I are the same kind of person." Wu Xiaoye looked at Lin Yiren's eyes with a strange light. "And, you don't have to leave."

Zhao Lingjun, Zhang Changsheng and others were stunned. They didn't know what Wu Xiaoye said meant, but Lin Yiren had already changed his face as soon as he saw the flute appearing in Wu Xiaoye's hand.

As Lin Yiren's changing face changed, Wu Xiaoye put the black flute to his mouth and began to play it.

The melodious sound of the flute resounded throughout the community, a tune that Zhao Lingjun had never heard before.

Since Wu Xiaoye's flute made the first sound, there was no sound in the entire community except for the flute sound.

And countless dark clouds gathered densely above the community from when they started.

The dark night became even darker.

Zhao Lingjun remembered the Hunyuan Umbrella recorded on the bamboo sheet for no reason.

"Forget the Worry Song, the soul is attracted!" But just as this thought appeared in Zhao Lingjun's mind, Zhao Lingjun heard Lin Yiren exclaiming and losing his voice. "You are the descendant of the Black Witch."

"Yes, I am the 63rd generation successor of the Black Witch Sect."

After the sound of the flute stopped, Wu Xiaoye slowly raised his head.

"What about you? Master Netherworld?"

"What? Black Witch Sect? Netherworld Master?" Zhao Lingjun couldn't believe his ears.

"Immortal Master..." But before Lin Yiren could answer, everyone was shocked.

A man suddenly jumped out of the window of the building opposite and landed on the ground.

Lin Yiren and Wu Xiaoye's expressions changed, and Lin Yiren couldn't help but wave the staff in his hand.

But the man's next move completely stunned Lin Yiren.

"Immortal Master, please accept me." The man suddenly bowed to Zhao Lingjun from afar, and kowtowed to the ground.

"Immortal Master?" Zhao Lingjun was stupid.

But Wu Xiaoye couldn't help asking: "What are you?"
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