After reading the game to understand the protagonist's chance, she took all of them.

Chapter 491: A Hard Hit

"It's her, that female cultivator. She must have bewitched the Great Elder. Kill her first!"

The sharp-eyed demonic cultivator reacted instantly and turned his attention to Bai Lan.

The next moment, the man condensed several green vines and suddenly attacked Bai Lan. The green vines were as strong as giant trees and majestic.

Bai Lan said nothing, still standing there calmly, and just slowly raised one of Bai Ling's arms.

The intention was self-evident, but this time it was not the fingers that were chopped off, but the arm. When He Gui saw Bai Lan's actions, he immediately understood what she meant.

Sure enough, just as he was about to raise his hand to chop, the Nascent Soul cultivator who attacked Bai Lan was knocked hundreds of meters away by He Gui's palm.

"Who dares to touch her! If she hurts Ling'er in the slightest, I will make everyone die with her!!!" He Gui, who lost Bai Ling, has gone crazy.

The pupils of the person who had just made the move trembled, but he was not looking at He Gui, but at Bai Lan.

The moment he attacked Bai Lan, it seemed as if a divine consciousness from Bai Lan swept through him. In just that instant, he felt the terrifying force of oppression.

That kind of spiritual pressure comes from a cultivator who has reached the stage of Divine Transformation.

Bai Lan smiled slightly.

Go crazy, get crazier, the crazier he gets, the more people he kills, the more dissatisfied these Nascent Soul cultivators of the Demonic Path will be with He Gui.

As all dissatisfaction and hatred continue to accumulate, those people's desire to betray the Demon Palace will grow day by day.

The muddier the water, the more opportunities there are to take advantage of.

He Gui took a deep breath and stared at Bai Lan coldly for a long while. Then, with red eyes, he raised the magic ruler in his hand and injected wisps of demonic energy into it.

In an instant, black clouds surged up all around, and a faint dragon roar appeared in the sound of thunder. A black dragon suddenly emerged from the black ruler and rushed towards the two Nascent Soul early stage cultivators with an intimidating momentum.

"What is the Great Elder doing? He is one of our own!"

"Those two are clearly his trusted aides, the ones that Red Moon Patriarch left for him before he went into seclusion. Why would He Gui suddenly take action?"

"Haha, don't you understand? It's because of that woman named Bai Ling."

"He Gui has gone mad. He can't distinguish between friend and foe. For the sake of that woman named Bai Ling, he didn't hesitate to kill the Nascent Soul cultivator of my Demon Palace..."

Bai Lan looked at the chaotic scene below with a smile, then slowly turned to look at Bai Ling: "How is it, seeing He Gui like this, how do you feel?"

"No no no!"

Bai Ling was still struggling in the same place.

"Oh~ I forgot that you can't speak. Well, there's really no pleasant sound coming out of your mouth, so you'd better stop talking." Bai Lan retracted his gaze and continued to enjoy the farce in the distance.

Seeing that the situation was not good, several Nascent Soul cultivators turned around and transformed into a streak of light and quickly escaped. Who would dare to stay there in this situation?

They are not fools. If they stay where they are, they will be killed by the indiscriminate attacks of the He ghosts. The late Nascent Soul stage is an absolute crushing force for the early Nascent Soul stage.

The cultivators in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul were too lazy to wade into the muddy water at this moment. The cultivators of the Demonic Path didn't have much sense of morality to begin with, so the Demon Palace could be destroyed however they wanted, and they had to go back and find their own way out!

Kill Bai Lan? That's impossible. Who would be so kind as to help He Gui save people? Moreover, if Bai Ling died accidentally after his attack, He Gui would not only not be grateful, but also be angry because of Bai Ling's death.

All the smart people had run away at this moment. There were very few stupid people who could cultivate to the Nascent Soul stage, so He Gui was the only demon cultivator left present.

The two confidants of Hegui who were entangled by the black fog were gradually losing their breath and dying in the confinement of the black fog.

"I have already killed the man. Now return Ling'er to me!" He Gui turned around slowly, staring at Bai Lan with eagle-like eyes.

Bai Lan spoke slowly: "You are old and hard of hearing. I just said that after killing those two people, you will be qualified to trade with me. Now you are qualified, and now we can discuss the specific transaction."

He Gui clenched his fists and stared at Bai Ling with bloodshot eyes.

“I want three corpses of eighth-level monsters, the magic ruler in your hand, and finally give me 30 million spirit stones. Then make a vow to the devil that the Demon Palace will not go to war with the righteous path again in the next ten years, and then Bai Ling can be returned to you.”

This is not just the first time the lion has opened its mouth, this is the third time the lion has opened its mouth.

"You! You're dreaming! Do you think I will agree to your unreasonable request?" Even though He Gui's heart and eyes were full of Bai Ling, he was shocked by Bai Lan's request at this moment.

"Ah~" Bai Lan looked at Bai Ling: "It seems that your good Ah He doesn't love you as much as you think~ He can't even meet this small request. You say that for Ling'er, I don't have anything~ I only love you~ It seems that it's all fake."

"No! Ling'er! I love you until death!" He Gui suddenly became angry, looked at Bai Ling, and spoke anxiously.

"Mmmmm!" Bai Ling responded.

"What a pity! If you don't bring these three things, your good Ling'er will die here." After Bai Lan finished speaking, he slowly stroked Bai Ling's neck with his hand, and then slowly retracted it.

Bai Ling suddenly felt a suffocating feeling rising to her brain, and tears began to fall from her eyes, sliding down from the corners of her eyes, each drop falling into He Gui's heart.

"You dare! If you kill her, you won't survive. I will hunt you down to the ends of the earth!" He Gui said in a deep voice.

"Yes, you will chase me to the ends of the earth, but so what? Bai Ling will be dead by then." Bai Lan said jokingly: "Can you imagine yourself without Bai Ling?"

He Gui took a deep breath, some bad images flashed through his mind, and his expression suddenly became ugly.

He couldn't imagine himself losing Bai Ling. If he lost Bai Ling... he would definitely go crazy.

But this does not mean that he will be at the mercy of the person in front of him!

He would first get the things and complete the transaction, and after Ling'er was safe, he would go after the woman and take back those things.

She was just a little Jindan cultivator. If Ling'er wasn't in her hands and it was inconvenient for her to take action... she would have slapped her to death with one palm.

Thinking of this, He Gui's expression gradually eased: "30 million spirit stones is not a small amount, I need time."

"Okay, I can wait." Bai Lan nodded, his hand holding the back of Bai Ling's neck still motionless: "But I advise you to hurry up, the time you waste in collecting spirit stones is making Bai Ling suffer."

"Mmmm..." Bai Ling had tears in her eyes, and there was a hint of complexity in the look she gave He Gui.

"Ling'er, hold on. Wait for me for another hour and I will definitely rescue you safely." He Gui looked at Bai Ling and his voice suddenly softened.

Bai Ling nodded with tears in her eyes.