"I advise you not to do this. These two are the two angry and hateful demons of the Pure Yang Sect, and they are the second-step immortal cultivators. The talismans in your hand can't even break the protective auras around them."

A hand held down the Ancient Sword Sect disciple who was about to take action and pulled him back.

Wohugang was originally the sacred place of the Ancient Sword Sect.

Apart from the casual cultivators in the open, there are quite a few disciples of the Ancient Sword Sect hiding in secret. Especially in recent times, after the friction with the Pure Yang Immortal Sect, many disciples are here to carry out tasks. Mu Jianyu and Chen Luo came here because of the "delayed mission".

Tear it up!!

Feeling his hatred weakened, the skinny old demon grabbed the female cultivator's clothes again and tore off another large piece. The little cloth left became extremely cool after the old demon tore it several times.

This old demon didn't practice the method of replenishing yin and yang. He did this purely to stimulate the middle-aged male cultivator and gain hatred from him. He also wanted to break through his psychological defenses and find out the identity of the second awakened ancestor of the Ancient Sword Sect.

"Who is the second person?"

The two demons of anger and hatred were not afraid of anyone coming. This was a market where only casual cultivators of Qi Refining and Foundation Building were present. Even if someone came, their cultivation level would not be too high. With the cultivation level of the two brothers, it was enough to suppress everything.

The two of them had already confirmed this before they came here.

The middle-aged male cultivator calmed down and tried to control his emotions. The same was true for the female cultivator next to him. Both of them were Jindan cultivators and naturally understood the methods of the two old demons.

The more emotions they expressed, the more excited the two old demons became.

"Want to control your emotions?"

Seeing that the two did not speak, the skinny old demon threw them aside. Then he reached into his arms and took out a black stone slab.

The slate was densely covered with some twisting "active" words.

"My brother and I acquired a technique not long ago. This technique can trigger six kinds of emotions in people. I named this technique 'Six Desires Heavenly Demon Art'."

The skinny demon cultivator handed the stone slab in his hand over and placed it in front of the middle-aged man.

'The desire for joy comes from the heart'

After watching only a paragraph, the middle-aged man's emotions, which he had managed to control with great difficulty, began to fluctuate again. This was an extremely evil magic skill, which was practiced by arousing the deepest desires in one's heart. The purpose of the skill was very high, and from the beginning it was not limited by resources, which was different from most of the skills of this era.

Because he treats people as 'material'!

The middle-aged man couldn't imagine how great an impact this evil skill would have if it spread.

"Look, I've absorbed another bit of emotion from you."

The skinny demon cultivator reached out with his fingers, and a wisp of translucent gas that was completely different from before appeared at his fingertips. This wisp of air was gray-purple, and the skinny old demon's index finger fiddled with it twice, extracting an emotion called "fear" from it.

"Fear? Not bad, not bad."

Place the breath at the tip of your nose, take a deep breath and swallow it into your chest.

The skinny demon cultivator grinned, with a satisfied expression on his face. The same thing happened to the angry-eyed muscular man next to him; the two of them were the same kind of people.

"Once this technique spreads, both of you will die. Even the Pure Yang Sect cannot save you."

The middle-aged man finally couldn't help but speak.

"As long as we are strong enough, we don't need human protection."

"Two lunatics!"

The female cultivator on the ground looked at the two with hatred on her face. Unlike the middle-aged man, she was completely unable to control her emotions. There were many fellow disciples around the market town, and she didn't know how many people saw her miserable appearance today, wishing to eat the flesh and blood of the two demons alive.

“Only the weak argue about right and wrong; the strong only argue about strength and weakness.”

The skinny old demon stood up.

The emotions reflected by these two people were decreasing, and the middle-aged male cultivator even had the intention to die, which greatly reduced his interest.

The spiritual consciousness dispersed.

The skinny old demon discovered the crowd hiding around and watching. There were quite a few of them, nearly thirty. More than half of them were casual cultivators at the foundation building stage, and the remaining three had the aura of disciples of the Ancient Sword Sect. The sharp aura of the sword cultivators was like a firefly in the dark to the skinny old demon, extremely eye-catching.

"Second brother, seal off Wohugang and capture all the people nearby."

The news of their risky appearance in Wohugang this time must not be spread out. Otherwise, if it really attracts the attention of the elders of the Return to Void level of the Ancient Sword Sect, the two brothers will be in trouble.

"good."

The angry man picked up the Panlong Stick and turned into a stream of light and flew towards the people in the forest.

The faces of the people who heard the voice in secret changed.

The independent cultivators who originally wanted to pick up bargains, instantly scattered and fled. It is not easy for independent cultivators to practice, and many of them make their fortunes by picking up scraps. For these people, where there are people fighting, it means that there are resources. This time they also came with similar ideas, but they never expected that these masters from the big sects would be so cruel and ruthless that they didn't even give them a chance to pick up scraps, and directly wanted to pack them up and take them away.

call out!

Mu Jianyu drew out his magic sword and swung it at the bald strong man flying towards him.

Chen Luo stood there without moving, allowing Mu Jianyu to attack.

The purpose of their coming here this time was for the mission. They also wanted to avoid the limelight. If these two guys made a big fuss about the Wohugang incident, they would not be so comfortable. If they were captured by the upper echelons of the Ancient Sword Sect, or if their identities were discovered by the Pure Yang Immortal Sect, wouldn't all their planning for so long be in vain?

The grave hasn't even been dug, how could it be exposed!

'Six Desires of the Heavenly Demons'

Chen Luo noticed the magic skills that the skinny old demon had mentioned before.

He had encountered this magic skill once in the era of 8,000 years later. In order to build a foundation, he and Brother Ganshi sneaked into a place called Guoshan County. That county was destroyed by several magic cultivators who practiced the "Six Desires Heavenly Demon Art". All the creatures in the city were affected by the emotions in the skill and turned into things that were neither human nor ghost. They are still floating in the Tiannan area.

BANG!!

The bald man's right shoulder was cut by the sword energy and he flew back at a faster speed, crashing through several hilltops before he could stabilize his body.

"Damn it, there's a big fish hidden."

In the rubble, the sturdy man spat out a mouthful of blood foam. The blood color in his eyes became more intense, and blood threads extended along the edge of the eyeball to the pupil. The muscles on his body bulged, and waves of fierce aura spread out. The wound that was previously cut by Mu Jianyu's sword energy was visibly healed, and large pieces of white smoke came out from the wound.

"Venerable Fanxu."

The skinny demon cultivator also noticed Mu Jianyu. He quickly dropped the two toys in his hands and flew to the side of the bald strong man. The two of them formed a circle of momentum on the left and right. With their cultivation in the Spiritual Transformation Realm, they actually blocked Mu Jianyu's momentum in the Return to Void Realm.

"There is no one like you in the Ancient Sword Sect."

The skinny demon cultivator narrowed his eyes. Although Mu Jianyu was a Return to Void cultivator, the two brothers were not afraid. This was related to the cultivation method they practiced. With this cultivation method, the two brothers had fought against Return to Void cultivators a long time ago.

It may not be enough to kill the enemies, but it is definitely enough to protect yourself.

As long as someone around them is emotional, the two of them can recover continuously.

Mu Jianyu was too lazy to talk nonsense with the two of them. He raised the long sword in his hand, and the sword intent emerged and gathered on the sword tip. All the spiritual power in his body gathered at one point, and he slashed through the air with a sword.

laugh!!

With one sword, the bodies of the two people opposite were cut in half.

Half of the body flew out on the spot, and the corrosive sword energy penetrated into the body through the wound, causing the two old demons to spit out blood at the same time.

"You really want to?!!"

The skinny old demon spat out blood and roared in unwillingness.

This woman is completely crazy.

The Return to Void Realm fights against the Transformation to Spirit Realm, using all your strength from the start!

How much hatred must one have to do such a thing?

Mu Jianyu fell to the ground, pinched the spiritual formula in her hand, and the spiritual sword instantly returned to her body. Unlike Zi Tianji, Mu Jianyu was the purest sword cultivator. After being in contact with Chen Luo for so long, her swordsmanship had not changed.

It is still the most orthodox "one sword decides life and death".

"What are you doing with this?"

After Mu Jianyu finished the sword strike, she felt refreshed, but as soon as she turned around, she saw Chen Luo holding the black slate that was originally in the hands of the skinny old demon. The slate was covered with black words, and these words were like earthworms, constantly twisting and deforming, looking very strange.

"Study it."

After putting away the stone slab, Chen Luo walked to the two old demons.

These two old demons were indeed quite capable. They didn't die even after being hit by Mu Jianyu's sword. After lying on the ground for a while, their injuries had recovered by half. If Chen Luo didn't come over, they would probably be able to stand up again in no time.

"Are you also interested in my magic? As long as you are willing to help me, I will pass on the complete method to you."

The skinny demon cultivator looked at Chen Luo and spoke in a seductive tone.

Bang!

Chen Luo grabbed his head, and a wisp of gray air spread through his palm. After a pause, he pulled his right hand back, and a translucent shadow was pulled out.

The skinny demon cultivator's soul, which was pulled out of his body, was still a little confused.

But soon he saw Chen Luo use the same method to extract his brother's residual soul. After losing the support of the physical body, the "anger and hatred" of the two people's hard training quickly faded. The rapidly recovering physical body also stopped growing, and the physical body decayed and withered like a dead tree. The broken lower half turned into gray-white soil, and the upper half of the body also lost its color.

"Soul Cultivation!?"

The skinny old devil uttered two words with difficulty.

Before he could speak again, the bald brother next to him burst into tears. After a moment, he couldn't help but burst into tears.

“I died miserably.”

???

The skinny demon cultivator was dumbfounded for a moment and subconsciously turned to look at his brother next to him. However, as soon as he turned his head, he couldn't help but feel infinite grievance in his heart.

All the difficulties encountered during the practice burst out at this moment.

The tears couldn't stop flowing.

Even though he kept telling himself not to cry and that there was nothing painful about this, he couldn't stop crying.

The two demon cultivators who had been so ferocious a second ago were now crying like two 600-pound babies. It was so miserable.

"I have also learned a similar technique, but the emotions are different from yours. This technique is called 'Sorrow and Thoughts Technique'. I wonder if you have heard of it."

Looking at the two people who were crying, Chen Luo asked them questions with a kind face.

The attitude was the same as before, very friendly. (End of this chapter)