Chapter 234 Relax, I'm not a devil after all

Worried that Maomao would be frightened, Lu Wenwu took him into Lingtian Cave.

The next second, Gui An's exclusive Zhongshan suit was transformed into a retro classic style black impermanence robe.

The ghost messenger's identity was automatically activated, and a tremendous ferocity that only the soul could feel swept in all directions.

The originally frenzied vengeful spirits and skeletons suddenly froze, standing there like statues.

The next second, everything flew in all directions!

The instinct of fear had already exceeded the control of the evil soul bone bead, and broke the control method of Master Huangquan.

The right hand is a mourning stick, and the left hand is a soul-catching flag.

Lu Wenwu glanced at Master Huangquan, who had left a fake body here to lure the enemy, but whose real body had actually used the blood escape technique to flee quickly, and silently lit a candle for him in his heart.

Why don't you use any other method, and why do you have to use the resentful spirit to attack?

You are looking down on me, a ghost messenger with the right professional skills!

My friend, as the ghost catcher among ghost catchers, the annual outstanding employee of the Ghost Gate Security Bureau, and an outstanding young man in the underworld, how could he be so shameless?

With a light sigh, Lu Wenwu waved the Soul-Catching Banner in his left hand, and a huge attraction suddenly erupted.

The small white flag was like a black hole. Tens of thousands of resentful souls that were struggling to escape from this place were captured by the soul-catching flag before they could fly far.

The mourning stick in his right hand was infused with ghost energy and swung freely, unleashing terrifying force and majestic purifying power.

"boom!"

One hit!

Just one hit!

The ghost den was shattered, tens of thousands of resentful souls and hundreds of silver-white skeletons were reduced to ashes, and the whole world became clear!

More than twenty miles away, Master Huangquan, who was performing the Blood Escape Technique, suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and his aura dropped rapidly.

He tremblingly took out his own life-saving magic weapon, the Evil Soul Bone Bead, from his arms.

The originally dark and round bead had long since shattered into seven pieces, the black soul energy had dissipated, leaving only the pale white of the original bones.

At this time, there was no trace of blood on Master Huangquan's face, and he was forced out of the blood escape.

In just a moment, the souls he had collected and refined over thousands of years were wiped out from this world.

The magic weapon and the resentful spirit connected to his mind were completely destroyed, which was almost equivalent to wiping out all his means of attack with one blow.

Although his face looked extremely ugly as he almost fell from a high altitude, he still had a sense of pride and relief.

The words "lingering fear" were almost written on his face.

Survived!

I actually survived!

So what if all the resentful souls are destroyed?

He is already proud enough!

I managed to escape successfully from right under the nose of Conghua Shen Zhenzun!

This is the insight of a veteran magic cultivator!

Master Huang Quan was still rushing towards the distance with all his might, constantly taking out handfuls of pills from his storage bag and stuffing them into his mouth.

If an ordinary cultivator were here, he would definitely not have the courage to cut off his arm like a warrior or his tail like a gecko.

Who would sacrifice almost all of his means in exchange for a chance of escaping?

Only I, Master Huangquan!

Only living, living with all your strength and giving your all, is the real foundation for ascension!

He turned his head to look in the direction of Tianxing City, and a sneer appeared on his skull-like face.

"As expected of the True God of Transformation, his strength is truly terrifying..."

"Bang!"

Before he finished speaking, Lu Wenwu suddenly appeared next to Master Huangquan, and with all his strength, he punched him, shattering all his passive protective magic weapons and blowing his head off.

He casually grabbed his Nascent Soul from his Dantian, and used the Qi, blood, and mental power in his hands to wash over it, directly purifying the Nascent Soul that was stained with a lot of blood.

"Sorry, I'm not a god, but I'm stronger than a god."

Lu Wenwu collected his spoils and swallowed the purified Nascent Soul directly into his stomach.

A full eighteen free attribute points were credited to my account, and a familiar feeling of enhancement spread throughout my body.

【Body】Attribute increased to 8600!

Isn’t it true that Master Huangquan is nearly twice as strong as Tianxingzi?

All we can say is that Master Huangquan is relatively normal, while Tianxingzi is not very normal, and his realm is not very normal either.

Therefore, it is normal for the free attribute points given to a realm forcibly maintained by evil secret methods to be low.

"It's a wonderful feeling. Let me try the taste of the demon pill later."

Lu Wenwu licked his lips, and his figure suddenly disappeared from the spot, leaving only a unique mark flickering in space.

The leeks in Tianxing City have not been harvested yet!

Above Tianxing City, the Red Tiger Demon King dragged his seriously injured body and looked at Lu Wenwu who had returned, his eyes filled with complexity.

Is it angry?

anger.

He wished he could cut Lu Wenwu into pieces.

Is he afraid?

I wasn't afraid at first.

But after being hit out by Lu Wenwu like a Cuju more than a dozen times without the opponent even looking at him straight in the eye,

He was scared.

Now the violence and madness in his eyes have faded, and his eyes have become much clearer.

After coming back to his senses from his previous joy, he was replaced by a deep fear and dread.

The Red Tiger Demon King, after calming down, was not stupid.

Anyone who could ravage him like this must be a powerful person in the Spirit Transformation Realm.

The scene of a random blow directly exploding all the resentful spirits in the sky was so horrifying that the Red Tiger Demon King woke up immediately.

Just now, Lu Wenwu disappeared in an instant, and then reappeared with a few more blood spots on his body.

I guess Master Huangquan has already passed away.

And myself.

Can I still survive?

Lu Wenwu looked at the Red Tiger Demon King with interest: "You seem to have something to say to me."

The Red Tiger Demon King did not say anything and remained silent.

Lu Wenwu was not in a hurry. He took Maomao back, held him in his arms and stroked his head.

After a long while, it spoke quietly, "If I tell you the truth, can you really let us go?"

"certainly."

Lu Wenwu said with a smile.

"I have no interest in hunting down a bunch of losers. I'm just taking money to do a job and pacifying Tianxing City. The easiest thing would be to just kill you all. If you're willing to solve the problem another way, I have no objection."

After a moment of silence, the Scarlet Tiger Demon King sighed deeply and spoke, "The remains of the Skyfire Demon God's inheritance are hidden beneath Tianxing City. It requires a sufficient bloodbath to unlock them. I possess a portion of the Skyfire Demon King's bloodline, so I can sense it. I led the demon beasts to attack the city in order to obtain the Skyfire Demon God's inheritance."

Lu Wenwu raised his eyebrows: "Skyfire Demon God? What the hell is that?"

"You don't know?" The Red Tiger Demon King was stunned. "That's the Skyfire Demon God!"

"Should I know? He is very famous?" Lu Wenwu asked in surprise.

"In theory, he should be quite famous." The Scarlet Tiger Demon King had a complicated expression. "After all, he's one of the few demon gods who has a good relationship with you humans. I thought his name should be well-known to everyone."

Lu Wenwu said calmly, "You're overthinking it. Human cultivators don't have specialized history classes when they're young. Aside from those who enjoy reading miscellaneous books, who would know about a demon god who's been dead for years and has no personal stake in them?"

“.”

The Red Tiger Demon King was speechless.

Thinking about it carefully, what Lu Wenwu said seemed to make sense.

The Skyfire Demon God has indeed been dead for many years.

If he had not been in the area occupied by the Immortal Dao Alliance and knew some of the past, and had some blood of the Sky Fire Demon God in his body, carrying some inheritance information, he himself would not have known what kind of monster this was.

And human monks.

Just take some cultural courses regularly and don't be illiterate.

It doesn’t mean that you don’t study other subjects at all.

Formation practitioners need to learn mathematics, alchemy practitioners need to learn chemistry and biology, and weapon practitioners need to learn physics, materials science, and metallurgy.

But who would waste time studying history when they could be practicing?

"Okay, it doesn't matter whether the Skyfire Demon God is famous or not. What's important is how to open this relic?" Lu Wenwu looked at the ground below and couldn't see any way.

"It requires enough slaughter," the Scarlet Tiger Demon King said honestly. "I don't know anything else. This is the only sentence in the inheritance information, and I only discovered it after coming here."

"Oh, I see. Let's get started then." Lu Wenwu said with a smile, "Hurry up, don't make me wait anxiously."

"Move? Move?" The Red Tiger Demon King was stunned. "Are you asking me to massacre the city?"

Lu Wenwu immediately reached out and slapped the Red Tiger Demon King, causing him to stagger and his head to buzz.

"What the hell are you thinking? Go and slaughter that horde of beasts. Isn't it just about killing? Hurry up."

"Beast slaughter!"

The Red Tiger Demon King's eyes suddenly turned red again, and he almost couldn't breathe, blurting out with a flushed face.

"Didn't you say you would let us go? How could you go back on your word?"

"Don't make trouble. I said I'd let you and your wolf brother go, but I didn't say I'd let all the monsters go." Lu Wenwu still had that smiling expression. "If you don't want to do it, just tell me. I can send you both to reunite in my beautiful little flag for free."

The Red Tiger Demon King had a disgusting expression as if he had eaten shit. He stared at Lu Wenwu, breathing heavily, feeling sad.

That smile is simply devilish!

Even colder than the Xuanbing Cave in the extreme south!

Even more evil than the most evil demon cultivator!

The expression on the Red Tiger Demon King's face kept changing, and his heart was filled with grief and anger.

After nearly half a minute of silence, the Red Tiger Demon King suddenly let out a sharp roar and pounced towards the tide of beasts below, circling around Tianxing City to clear the area.

The blazing flames surged, and the blood-red fire madly devoured the life of the monster.

The mad monsters fell down like harvested wheat, but they still continued to advance.

The mad beast tide didn't care whether the one they were slaughtering was their former boss or not, they only knew that they had to rush into the city!

Just get there!

Under such a crazy attack, even the demon king's pressure had less effect.

These low-level monsters are even able to ignore the fear brought by their instincts and disobey the orders of the Monster King.

The collision between a demon king in the late Nascent Soul stage and a tide of beasts, and the beast tide he led himself, is something you can't always see.

We are about to fight to the death, why did Your Majesty surrender first?

To say it was a collision might not be quite accurate.

Because the beast tide almost did not attack the Red Tiger Demon King.

To be precise, the Red Tiger Demon King unilaterally massacred the team he had brought together.

The monks and warriors who had been fighting the monster with the belief that they would die were all stunned. They stared blankly at the scene in front of them, at a loss as to whether they should continue to chop with the magic weapons in their hands.

The Red Tiger Demon King almost single-handedly stopped the demon beasts' momentum of attacking the city.

Lu Wenwu did not ask him to do this.

But because of fear, the Red Tiger Demon King exercised his subjective initiative a little.

Therefore, the monks and warriors guarding the city were all confused.

No, what is this?

Why did the monsters suddenly start fighting among themselves?

In such a fierce battle, no one had the time to pay attention to what was happening on the high-level battlefield.

Now that they had a little chance to breathe, they had managed to escape death and sat down on the broken low wall. Looking up at the sky, they discovered that the five Nascent Soul masters had already disappeared except for the Red Tiger Demon King.

There was only a strange man hovering there with a smile, and he seemed to be holding a cute puppy in his arms.

The monks and warriors looked at each other in confusion, and both saw helplessness in each other's eyes.

We seem to be saved?

No need to die! ?

"Master, that Master Huangquan still has a puppet hidden in Tianxing City! Aren't you going to arrest it?" Maomao asked with his tongue sticking out and his head tilted.

Lu Wenwu patted its dog head and said with a smile: "Little Karami, who is in the early stage of Yuanying, go and deal with it. Bring the Yuanying back to me. I still have to wait for the express delivery of my brother."

"Woof!"

Maomao cried out, jumped out of Lu Wenwu's arms, and used his four claws to control the colorful auspicious clouds, rushing towards somewhere in the city.

As it fell, its size gradually grew larger and its aura became stronger.

In the end, Maomao had turned into a huge black and golden dog that was several meters long.

Standing so upright on the auspicious clouds, with its four claws and tail swaying and burning with the eerie fire of evil, it looks majestic and handsome.

The black nose twitched twice, and Maomao immediately locked onto the location of his target.

With a kick of his feet, his huge body burst out with incredible agility and passed by in a flash.

In the distance, inside a house.

A young man with a pale face, as if he was terminally ill, suddenly opened his eyes, sat up from the bed, and gasped for breath.

He looked at his equally pale and withered hands in confusion, and looked around at the scene, with a bitter smile of lingering fear on his face.

"This method of resurrecting a split soul actually works."

"My sudden impulse to hide really saved my life. It's a pity that I can't use such a good method a second time."

"It's a shame for my cultivation and years of accumulation, ah"

The young man adjusted to this body and looked at the not-so-many assets in his storage bag, speechless.

After thousands of years of accumulating wealth, this is all that is left.

If the Red Tiger Demon King were here, he would be shocked.

This pale-faced young man is none other than Master Huang Quan!

He had long ago used the Soul-Splitting Technique to split half of his soul to control this "puppet" in the early Nascent Soul stage.

Although it is called a puppet, it is actually an incarnation of the body, and it is also the biggest secret of Master Huangquan.

Although resurrection is not an illusory legend in this world, it is still extremely rare.

A method of resurrection without any side effects would be coveted even by the True God of Transformation.

Who doesn’t want to have more lives?

(End of this chapter)