Xinghuo secretly complained, and when he was about to take Jiang Ting back to Zishuangmen first, the old man of Heiyu Pavilion blocked... Words, Jiang Ting was taken away by the demons, it is difficult to say whether Jiang Ting is Jiang Ting now.
After all, with the strength of the demon clan, it would not be difficult if he captured Jiang Ting, absorbed some memories, and pretended to be Jiang Ting.
The eyes of other people who didn't care at all suddenly flickered.
Xinghuo, who was about to leave, turned around suddenly, and his elegant face showed a shadow: "Don't ask, it's too much."
The old man of Heiyu Pavilion continued to laugh softly: "Fellow Daoist's words are not good, and the deity is just to ensure that everything is safe."
"Then, how are you doing?" Xinghuo held back his anger.
"It's very simple... Since it's impossible to determine whether he is the one who took the body right now, I'll wait, just take a look at his mind and soul."
Without waiting for an answer, the corner of the old man's mouth rose: "He is a member of the Zishuang Sect. In order to avoid suspicion, this move will not bother fellow Daoists. This old man is a little harder, so he will take a look for himself."
Xinghuo's expression became extremely gloomy... The malice of the old man of Heiyu Pavilion was barely concealed.
Really let it check... leave some means without a trace, why is it difficult?
After a while of silence, Jiang Ting raised his head: "Senior, did you eat Ding Jiang?"
"Junior, I'm waiting for words, how can there be room for you to interject?"
With a cold snort, the old man of Heiyu Pavilion looked at Jiang Ting, his eyes were cold: "I don't know how to advance and retreat, I don't know the etiquette, it's not like the teachings of Zishuangmen, it seems that you have really been taken away by the demons, the old man's It's not unreasonable to worry!"
Jiang Ting's mood is often sullen... Although he doesn't want to confront people for no reason, but the old ancestor of Heiyu Pavilion is constantly entanglement and making things difficult, how can he retreat?
But... he gave him a deep look and didn't answer.
The strong are respected, and his current cultivation level is far from the peak of the Heiyu Pavilion ancestor's infant transformation. If he continues to entangle with words, he may be able to gain a little advantage of words, but it will only cause more trouble.
Thinking of this, Jiang Ting lowered his head and looked at the ground, almost word for word: "Senior said, it is very... In this case, the junior will open his mind and wait for the senior to check to see if the junior is a human or a demon! "
Want to check his mind and flip through his memories, want to leave a figure in his mind and soul?
Yes... as long as the old man of the Black Feather Pavilion has his mind in his head, he can still go out!
"What you said!" The old man of Heiyu Pavilion laughed with joy, and a flicker appeared in front of Jiang Ting. The turbulent mana rose, and he would forcefully insert his mind into Jiang Ting's mind in one fell swoop.
"Old poison, you are courting death!" A flame suddenly rose.
The black feather pavilion old man's eyes narrowed, and he instantly retreated, avoiding the flames.
Xinghuo walked slowly to Jiang Ting's side: "Whether it is a person or a devil, whether it is true or not, you know it yourself."
The black feather pavilion old man's face froze.
Xinghuo stretched out his right hand, and a golden flame began to jump: "Jiang Xiaozi, remember, in order to deal with you, Heiyu Pavilion has begun to lose face, and when he has a chance, he will go to the Heiyu Pavilion mountain gate, so that he can humiliate, It also saves me from underestimating my Purple Frost Sect.”
"Xinghuo!" The old man of Heiyu Pavilion shouted in a low voice.
Xinghuo sneered: "At the peak of the dignified infant transformation, for the juniors of Jindan, you don't have any face, and you are afraid of what I say?"
The threat from the Demon Race has been temporarily lifted, and because of Jiang Ting's previous performance... Maybe Xinghuo is a little guilty, or it may be other reasons.
In short, this time, Xinghuo chose to face the embarrassment of the old man of Heiyu Pavilion.
Looking at the old man of Heiyu Pavilion again, his face became cloudy and uncertain.
After a long while, he sneered again: "It's a fact that he was taken away by the demons just now!"
"So what?" Xinghuo snorted coldly.
The old man of Heiyu Pavilion suddenly showed his sincerity: "Are you sure, he is still a member of your Purple Frost Sect? A demon who can possess the Frozen Flame Scarlet Flood Dragon will be killed and wiped out by him without making a sound. ,is it possible?"
Xinghuo's brows suddenly wrinkled... Let's not mention it, let's just think that Jiang Ting has some trump cards.
But now Heiyu Pavilion has repeatedly mentioned it... Can't help but make people feel a little hairy.
"Senior if you don't believe it, just check it in the junior's mind." Jiang Ting also sternly spoke again.
The old man of Heiyu Pavilion was overjoyed.
Xinghuo showed a warning look... He really asked Heiyu Pavilion to check Jiang Ting's mind, not to mention what happened after the incident, just said that after, isn't this throwing Zishuangmen's face on the ground and trampling on it?
"Daoist friend, you are really too much." The people of Qiushui Pavilion suddenly said.
Then, shaking his head slightly, his figure disappeared in a flash.
The people from the Juquemen Refining Demon Pavilion and the Great Sun Sect also showed a faint sigh and followed.
It's not that they are willing to speak up for Jiang Ting, but that the old man of Heiyu Pavilion had already calculated it once before in the town of Monster Town... Now, it's targeted again.
At the peak of the dignified infant transformation, but continuously targeting Jiang Ting with a golden pill... This move is too humiliating.
Because of the departure of the four, the corner of Xinghuo's mouth slowly rose: "Old poison, you are the only one left!"
If the four of them haven't left, Xinghuo doesn't know the unknown attitude of the four of them, and may still be a little bit afraid, but now the four of them have left, and only the old man of Heiyu Pavilion is left... He doesn't care anymore.
Compared with the sect power, it is one of the six sects.
Comparing the strength of the two, they are both at the peak of Huaying's cultivation base... Who is afraid of whom?
"If it is rumored that this son has been taken away by the devil in the future, this old man would like to see, what kind of face will your Zishuang Sect have at that time!" Although the old man of Heiyu Pavilion was a little unwilling, he sneered and chose to leave.
After all, with the attitude of Xinghuo today, he still wants to deal with Jiang Ting, already, impossible.
Nothing can be done, what are you still doing here?
"Let's go, return to the sect." Xinghuo regained his elegant face, took out a flying boat, and placed it across the sky.
Seeing this, Jiang Ting looked at the direction in which the old man of Heiyu Pavilion disappeared, showing a pity, and immediately set foot on Xinghuo's flying boat.
The flying boat flashed and disappeared into the sky.
Inside the boat.
Compared with Jiang Ting's Silver Dragon, Xinghuo's flying boat is not luxurious, but full of simplicity, like an ordinary side boat.
However, it is foreseeable that it will definitely not be that simple, otherwise it will not be used by Xinghuo... Jiang Ting can't see what it is.
In the silence, the flying boat flew for a while.
Xinghuo turned his head and said, "Jiang Ting."
"Ancestor." Jiang Ting immediately saluted respectfully, as if there was no estrangement.
Xinghuo pondered for a while, but still asked: "What happened to the previous thunderbolt?"
Jiang Ting seemed to answer honestly: "Back to the ancestors, the junior accidentally got half of the thunder in the underground of the Xuanlei Sect, because the thunder was originally a tribulation thunder, so the junior thought, with the blessing of wind and rain, maybe It will work wonders.”