Although Lin Feng gritted his teeth in hatred, he was still mentally prepared. Wang Lin and Sun Xiaozhu, on the other hand, were dumbfounded.
Black smoke continuously came out of the stone bead and condensed into a human figure in the air, letting out a strange old laugh.
Lin Feng looked carefully and saw that the figure was an old man with an unruly, arrogant, and overbearing demeanor.
"A mere qi disciple stage ant dares to covet my treasure? What a joke, what a joke! "
The old man's laughter was very heroic, but Lin Feng sensed a thick aura of viciousness and savagery from between his brows and gaze.
This old ghost must be vicious and not a good person.
Lin Feng's eyes flashed, but he was not in a hurry to make a move. Instead, he prepared to observe patiently and know his enemy.
Sun Xiaozhu, on the other hand, didn't have such good willpower and scolded, "Where did this wandering ghost come from? How dare you be so arrogant?" Then he put his hands together and formed a spell.
As his magic power surged, a golden light flew out from his waist and shot towards the old man.
The old man sneered and pointed with his finger. A cloud of black mist spurted out and blocked the golden light.
"Watch me break your evil technique." Sun Xiaozhu's hands changed the spell. Just as the golden light was about to touch the black mist, it suddenly exploded and turned into a sky full of golden light that fell on the black mist like rain.
At once, the golden light flashed and the black mist was riddled with holes.
Lin Feng looked at Sun Xiaozhu who was beaming with joy and couldn't help but sneer in his heart, "What kind of opponent do you think you're facing?"
Sure enough, the old man floated in the air without any change in his expression.
The black mist suddenly spun like a giant whirlpool. The golden raindrops that fell into it were quickly swallowed by the whirlpool.
Sun Xiaozhu's expression changed and his face became pale. After holding it in for a long time, he couldn't hold it in and spat out a mouthful of blood.
How could he not know the consequences now? He pointed at Wang Lin and hissed, "Traitorous disciple, how dare you collude with evil to harm your own master. My Heng Yue Sect will not tolerate a traitorous disciple like you. Today, I will expel you from the sect!"
[The original master-disciple relationship of the target has been removed. Host can now accept the target as a disciple.]
Hearing the system prompt in his mind, Lin Feng looked at Sun Xiaozhu in a daze. "Damn, it's that simple?"
Wang Lin was only an in-name disciple of the Heng Yue Sect and was under Sun Xiaozhu's tutelage. As long as Sun Xiaozhu removed their master-disciple relationship, he wouldn't need the permission of the Heng Yue Sect.
If not for Lin Feng still being able to maintain his rationality, he would have immediately hugged Sun Xiaozhu and kissed him.
They were really family!
Sun Xiaozhu still did not know the meaning of what he did just now. He only had one thought in his mind, "I can't keep it to myself. I can only run back to the sect and find the elders to subdue this demon."
"Wang Lin, you traitorous disciple. When I report to the two Golden Elixir Period patriarchs, they will definitely kill you along with these demons to protect the sect!" Sun Xiaozhu pointed at Wang Lin and cursed, then ran away without looking back.
The old man saw Sun Xiaozhu run away and grinned, revealing a bloodthirsty and cruel aura. "If this old man was at his peak, not to mention two Golden Elixir Period, even two Yuanying Periods would be nothing. However, I, Sikong Nan, am a tiger that has fallen to the plains, so I can't let you go and deliver the message."
As Sikong Nan spoke, he pointed with his finger. The black mist turned into a rope and quickly flew towards Sun Xiaozhu. It turned into a noose in the air and directly wrapped around Sun Xiaozhu's neck.
Sun Xiaozhu was scared out of his wits. He quickly put away his domineering attitude and shouted, "Junior knows his mistake. Senior, please forgive me this once!"
Sikong Nan laughed strangely. "It's too late to beg for mercy now!"
As he finished speaking, the black mist noose tightened. Sun Xiaozhu didn't feel suffocated, but his mana was completely restrained.
In the next moment, Sun Xiaozhu shrieked in pain. His eyes glazed over as he stood rooted to the ground like a wooden statue. His soul had been taken away by Sikong Nan, and his body had become an empty shell.
Lin Feng's pupils shrunk as he thought, "Instantly taking away a qi disciple level 8 cultivator's soul without any chance to resist. This old ghost is not easy to deal with."
The black mist noose loosened from Sun Xiaozhu's neck and returned into Sikong Nan's body. The old ghost's face was full of enjoyment. He looked up at the sky and let out a long breath. "How delicious. I haven't tasted it in a long time."
Taking away a person's soul, Sikong Nan's method was obviously a demonic spell. Not to mention Lin Feng, even Wang Lin could see that he wasn't a righteous person.
Sikong Nan's eyes slanted and saw Wang Lin's vigilant and faintly frightened expression. The old ghost snorted in disdain. "What are you looking at? We cultivators are supposed to go against the heavens. Whoever provokes you, you kill them. "
"You've only been in this dog shit sect for a few days. How much humiliation have you suffered? If it was me, hmph! I'm afraid this sect would've been wiped out by me. I'll make all those who insulted me disappear! "
Wang Lin smiled bitterly. "I …"
"Don't interrupt me. I'm not done yet. Hmph! Your little sect still has a few pretty girls. You really don't know how to enjoy life. If it was me, I would've captured them and sucked their yin dry! Hmph, that feeling really makes me miss it. I haven't tasted it for more than 30 years. "
Wang Lin was dumbfounded and speechless.
Sikong Nan talked non-stop for a long time before he finally stopped. He cast a sidelong glance at Wang Lin and snorted, "Stinking brat, how does it feel to be bullied by others and fight all of you alone?"
Wang Lin was startled. He had only been in the sect for a few days and was mocked and looked down on. He didn't have a strong sense of belonging to the Heng Yue Sect.
However, during the competition, when the Xuan Dao Sect Qi Condensation disciple challenged all the Heng Yue Sect Qi Condensation disciples, Wang Lin was in the crowd and felt angry.
Unfortunately, he didn't even have Qi Condensation level 1 cultivation. He could only watch helplessly as the other party pointed at everyone's nose and provoked them.
Seeing the anger on Wang Lin's face, Sikong Nan smiled leisurely. "How does it feel to have your sect taken away and chased out like a stray dog?"
Wang Lin pursed his lips. "What do you want to say?"
Sikong Nan smiled. "Do you want to become stronger? Do you want to have unparalleled strength? Do you want to slap someone back to their grandma's house when they provoke you? "
Wang Lin's eyes lit up.
Lin Feng, who was hiding on the side, had fire in his eyes. "Damn it, not only did this old ghost steal my business, he also stole my lines!"
Wang Lin asked, "You can make me stronger? You … You can teach me cultivation techniques and techniques? "
Sikong Nan laughed. "It's just a small matter. If you learn from me, in less than 10 years, you'll be able to climb the path to the heavens. At that time, you'll know that the Yuanying cultivator who took away your sect today is nothing more than a chicken or a dog!"
"However, the path of cultivation is full of thorns and is definitely not smooth. You'll have to suffer a lot. Can you endure it?"
Wang Lin's face showed determination.
Lin Feng's expression was ferocious. His mana surged and he was ready to attack.
"Damn! Get out of my way! This disciple is mine! "
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