Supreme Martial God

Lee Jiao led the corpse tide army and rapidly approached the core region. As long as they met any disciples who came, they would command the puppets to kill them.    

Very quickly, the entire defense line to the east was broken, and Lee Jiao led his puppet army to the center of the Netherworld Sect. Not far away, there was a group of disciples who were in complete chaos.    

Gao Xuan and the other powerful disciples had serious expressions on their faces, the treasures in their hands had long dimmed down to the light, looking at the corpse tide that covered the sky, many of their faces turned ashen, their entire defensive stance shaken.    

Suddenly, one of the disciples screamed, raised his Spirit Sword and wiped the blood off his neck, falling to the ground.    

This disciple was already driven mad by the torture he was facing. He was not willing to be assimilated by the puppet's corpse, so he chose to commit suicide by neck.    

The other disciples became even more anxious, they trembled as they squeezed together and continuously retreated.    

"Why did this group of trash retreat over here!?" "Isn't this trying to kill us?" Qin Xuanzi and the others were shocked, seeing how Gao Xuan led a large group of people here followed by countless puppet corpses, they couldn't help but curse out loud.    

Initially, Lee Jiao's attention was all focused on the disciples, but he suddenly realised that there were ghosts hiding, the flames in his eyes immediately lit up, shooting out a dense light, the green light was like a sharp sword, revealing a sharp killing intent.    

"Ghost!" Qin Xuanzi! Hahaha! When I was expelled from the Elders Guild, you all actually hid here. God truly has eyes, allowing me, Lee Jiao, to meet you all, I can finally avenge myself! "    

Qin Xuanzi and the rest tensed up instantly, their gazes all focused on the spirit. An elder asked in a low voice, "Protector, what should we do, should we fight with him!?"    

The moment he said that, the shifty elder smirked: "Elder Wang, why are you fighting with them? Didn't you see that not even the four Suppression Sect Expert s can stop us!? "If you ask me, we can still escape!"    

"Pui!" Elder Ruan, you can even say such words. What are you thinking!? Although you said that we could sell those disciples, but as long as we are in the Netherworld Sect, it can be said that we are wrapped up in puppets and have no time to help them. But if we escape, it would cause a huge wave, and future disciples would not dare to follow us! "    

The other elders also nodded their heads, "You cannot run, you cannot run!"    

Qin Xuanzi clenched his teeth, a trace of darkness and ruthlessness appeared on his face, and he said softly: "I see, this Lee Jiao still has some rationality, he is not completely a puppet, if we were to beg him, there might not be a need for conflict."    

Everyone looked at Lee Jiao and saw that although the other party's eyes were lit up by a ghostly flame, his movements, expression, and nimble command all showed that he still retained his consciousness.    

"Pill Master Qin, when we treated him like that back then, he definitely harbored resentment in his heart. He probably wouldn't agree to it, right?"    

Qin Xuanzi's eyes flashed with a sinister light, and laughed: "That will depend on the sincerity we give him, if it's sincere enough, even if he really becomes a puppet, I'm afraid he would still be moved!"    

"Then what do you think we should do?" The eyes of the rest lit up. What Qin Xuanzi said was not wrong, there is a saying that money can make a difference, as long as the price is right, anything can be discussed.    

Qin Xuanzi's expression became slightly serious, and said in a small voice: "We must hand over that elder who stood out and scolded him that day, and furthermore, everyone must kneel down to him, so that he can feel our fear and weakness, and let the resentment in his heart be dispelled. This way, perhaps he will be able to spare our lives."    

"Everyone, think about it, this puppet undead that suddenly appeared doesn't look like the corpse Qi puppet of our Netherworld Sect's sect guarding martial skill? This is a Martial Book that can only be cultivated by the Suppression Sect Expert, so the person behind the scenes must be a certain Suppression Sect Expert of our Netherworld Sect! "    

"That Ranker might have done this only to overthrow Lee Fengxue. After this big battle, he will reconstruct our Netherworld Sect, and at that time, will there be less of us clan elders to manage our great Netherworld Sect?"    

"Lee Jiao is also an old cunning guy, he understood the intentions of the mastermind, and would definitely want to train his subordinates. As long as we beg him more, he thinks that we are easy to control, then we will be safe."    

Qin Xuanzi was extremely shrewd, he only needed a second to think of this method, and when the others heard this, they were all moved, and all of them nodded in agreement.    

In the crowd, only the white bearded elder's face changed, his entire body was trembling like a sieve, with a black face, he said angrily: "Qin Xuanzi, what did you say, you want to hand this old man over!? Back then, this old man stood up and accused him, telling him to take the blame for us. Right now, all of you will repay this kindness with enmity. Do you even have a little bit of conscience!? "    

"Heh heh, Elder Zhao Xinglong, you're the one who led the charge! Furthermore, you have already lived for a long time, and should be nearly 300 years old this year. As your lifespan is almost up, why not do a good deed right before you die to get us to pass through. We will remember your kindness and certainly burn more paper money for you! "    

After he finished speaking, Qin Xuanzi gave a meaningful glance to the two elders by the side. The two elders Zhang understood and in a flash, rushed to Zhao Xinglong's side.    

The green light on Zhao Xinglong's body flickered. He wanted to resist, but a Spirit Sword lay across his shoulder and said indifferently, "Don't move."    

Everyone saw that Zhao Xinlong was about to resist and they were all shocked. This old man's cultivation was deep, he could be considered a strong cultivator, but in the blink of an eye, he had already raised his sword and placed it on Zhao Xinlong's neck. Everyone turned their heads to see that the person holding the sword was none other than the Spirit who had been silently standing at the side.    

"Hu!"    

Everyone heaved a sigh of relief. Only the Ghost Protector, with his Martial Master, could easily suppress Zhao Xinglong.    

"Wraith!" Zhao Xinlong gritted his teeth as he yelled in hatred, "I am an actual elder!" Only the Master can decide my life and death! "You dare to kill me!?"    

Qin Xuanzi laughed coldly and continued: We will not kill you, we will just leave you to Lee Jiao, as for whether he will kill you or not, that is not something we can handle, seal his Dantian!    

Immediately, an elder's finger stabbed fiercely into Zhao Xinglong's Dantian, causing a bunch of green flowers to lock onto his Dantian. The Genuine Essence that erupted from his body quickly disappeared, turning into an ordinary old man.    

At this time, the corpse tide had already surged forward, Lee Jiao stared at the people coldly, and was about to give the order to attack!    

"Elder Lee Jiao! "Don't do anything yet, we have a present for you!" Qin Xuanzi shouted loudly from behind as two elders pushed Zhao Xinglong out.    

Seeing Zhao Xinlong, the ghost flame in Lee Jiao's eyes immediately shot out a few inches. The corners of his mouth couldn't help but tremble, and gradually formed into a strange smile. "You have such a day!?"    

Seeing Lee Jiao's sinister expression, Qin Xuanzi was so frightened that his face turned slightly pale, but he endured his fear and continued to call out: "Brother Lee Jiao! "This old man framed you before. Now, we shall give him to you for punishment. I hope that you can let us off this time on account of the relationship between us two brothers for many years."    

Zhao Xinlong's mouth was stuffed with a piece of rag, and while he was stuttering and shouting, the two elders pushed him in front of Lee Jiao, and with a kick, he fell to his knees.    

Lee Jiao leaned forward, his ghostly eyes sizing up Zhao Xinglong at a close distance, the corners of his mouth curled up into a sinister smile as he looked at Zhao Xinglong's frightened appearance, and he laughed strangely, "You're afraid of me?"    

"Wuwuwu ~", Zhao Xinglong widened his eyes and stared at him angrily.    

Lee Jiao removed the tattered cloth from Zhao Xinlong's mouth, and immediately, Zhao Xinglong's voice came out clearly, "You bastards will die a horrible death! To hell! Fried oil pot! Twisting its tendons and peeling its skin, it will never be reincarnated! "    

"Hehe, thank you!" Lee Jiao suddenly laughed, the green in his eyes suddenly growing brighter, piercing straight into Zhao Xinglong's eyeballs.    

The two elders cried out in fear and quickly rushed back.    

After a while, the green light in Lee Jiao's eyes dimmed, and Zhao Xinglong who was kneeling in front of him did not make a sound either.    

"Stand up, my puppet."    

"Yes, Master," Zhao Xinlong only stood up shakily when he heard Lee Jiao's order. The moment he turned around, everyone saw a green light shining in his eyes.