The formation has a time period. If you miss a point, you will have to wait for three days. This is what the Gu Demon Han Jiu has researched during this period.
As a great cultivator who has completed the foundation building of the Hundred Demons Alliance, Luosha's residence is naturally not simple.
"There is no need to rush in these three days. Since Senior Han Jiu is here, there shouldn't be any problem this time. After killing the people, we will distribute them according to the conditions we agreed upon in advance. The body of Luosha will belong to me."
The bloody old demon spoke.
This matter was initiated by him and Madam Bai Gu, and the conditions were agreed upon at the beginning.
"His soul belongs to me."
The white-haired female cultivator who had been silent all this time spoke for the first time. This woman was very strange. Her words could affect the temperature around her, and no one knew what kind of martial arts she was practicing.
"I want his medicine garden."
"I heard that Luosha has a daughter." The old man carrying the coffin licked his lips, with an unknown meaning flashing in his eyes.
The few of them quickly divided up the profits after the murder. Chen Luo stood aside without saying anything. Madam White Bone had already paid for his visit. They only needed to kill Rakshasa to lift the ban.
As for how the benefits will be divided later, everyone will use their own methods. Few of these evil practitioners will abide by the rules.
Chen Luo took a look at these people and found that they were all old demons like Madam Bai Gu. The one with the lowest cultivation level had been practicing for more than three hundred years.
Immortal cultivators are different from warriors. They don't have the problem of blood and qi decay. The longer these beings live, the harder they are to deal with. Especially the evil cultivators. The magical powers mastered by the old demons are far beyond the reach of the young demons. They have experienced countless battles, and each of them is the best among their peers.
Lin Feng, Han Lin and others who were killed by Chen Luo were one generation lower than the group of old demons in front of him, and at most were at the same level as the old man carrying the coffin.
The white-haired woman and Old Demon Fang are far from comparable. Both of them are powerful warriors in the late stage of foundation building. The number of spiritual dragons in their bodies is at least fifty. This is completely different from the early stage of foundation building.
It is the accumulation brought by the precipitation of time. No one lives in vain.
Chen Luo has six spiritual dragons in his body, the same level as the old man carrying the coffin. He has only been building his foundation for a few years, but he has achieved the accumulation of hundreds of years for the other party. In addition to his qualifications, he also has the assistance of elixirs. However, compared with a cultivator like Fang Lao Mo who is in the late stage of building his foundation, this strength is not enough.
In the foundation-building stage, every step is a chasm.
The upper limit of spiritual dragons in the early stage of foundation building is ten, in the middle stage of foundation building it is ten to fifty, and in the late stage of foundation building, the starting number is fifty.
The further back you go, the bigger the span becomes.
"You are all old friends, so there is no problem with this distribution. However, I have never met this fellow Taoist before, so I am not particularly confident in him."
Old Demon Fang once again shifted the topic to Chen Luo.
He had said this when they first met, but he had suppressed the issue in the rush to get on the road. Now that it was time to distribute benefits, the suppressed contradiction immediately emerged again.
This is how evil cultivators are: they can fight together when there is danger, but once they are safe, they will immediately turn against each other over the distribution of benefits.
There is a reason why we have been suppressed by the Hundred Demons Alliance for so many years.
"He's fine."
Madam Bai Gu glanced at Chen Luo and said something simple.
A guy with the aura of "inner demon" will only have more trouble than them, and he can't be a member of the Hundred Demons Alliance at all. The ancestor of the inner demon was killed by the ancestor of the black stone and the big demon of the Hundred Demons Alliance.
“I only believe in myself.”
Old Demon Fang looked at Chen Luo and spoke.
"There are still three days left. Do you mind if I clear up this misunderstanding? Just open your mind and let me check it out."
As this person spoke, his eyes flickered and an inexplicable power flowed in his pupils.
Madam White Bone and the Qi and Blood Demon watched this scene without saying a word. The white-haired woman and the old man carrying the coffin even stepped back a few steps to make room for the two men. The Gu Demon Han Jiu did the same. Everyone looked like they were enjoying a good show.
Everyone has his own calculations, and so does Old Demon Fang.
"No problem, you try it."
Chen Luo smiled, but his eyes turned cold. He had never fought against a late-stage Foundation Establishment expert before, and he wanted to see how strong the opponent was.
"That's good."
Old Demon Fang laughed loudly, as if he really believed what Chen Luo said, and actually walked towards him.
Fang Lao Mo was very fast. He appeared in front of Chen Luo before he finished speaking. His right hand was like an iron claw and grabbed Chen Luo's head. But Chen Luo was not slow either, and he punched him in the face.
Fists collide.
BANG!!
A force exploded in front of the two people, a circular air wave spread out, and the ground beneath their feet cracked inch by inch.
"Physical training?"
"That's not enough!"
A trace of surprise appeared on Fang Lao Mo's face. But soon this trace of surprise turned into ferocity, and blue-black scales grew on his arms, and his fingers turned into sharp claws, pressing down abruptly. At the same time, his head turned into the appearance of a black-haired monkey, and he roared at Chen Luo.
Buzz!!
Before Chen Luo could react, he felt the air in front of him ripple like water waves. In an instant, he felt a buzzing in his head. The arm that was holding the opponent was swung away, and the sharp claws scratched across his chest, leaving four scratches on his body.
'Wuzhiqi, a water monster.'
In the external brain, the reminder of the mummy's brain emerged.
Can transformation magic be used like this?
The body of the old demon Fang on the opposite side changed again, and his spine was seen to change and lengthen, and a tail made of white bones extended from the back, sweeping towards Chen Luo from the left.
'Keep your head down and don't resist.'
His Jindan brain determined the power of the tail at a glance. Almost at the same time, Chen Luo lowered his head to avoid the attack.
boom!!
The power of the bone tail swept over, and the gray-brown power gathered into a wind sickle more than three meters long, cutting the abandoned house next to it in half. The aftermath continued to hit the stone on the side, sweeping the entire stone into pieces.
With a sweep of the tail, the old demon Fang's aura decreased.
Chen Luo dodged the attack and immediately raised his hand. A magic sword appeared in his hand. The sword energy condensed and gathered on the sword body, turning into a stream of light and stabbed towards the throat of Fang Lao Mo.
Neither of them had the concept of showing mercy or not.
bite!!
The magic sword broke, and Fang Lao Mo's body turned into a black-armored turtle at some point, with the turtle shell just supporting the tip of the sword. Under the collision of forces, the first-level magic sword in Chen Luo's hand broke on the spot.
The broken sword blade spun and flew out.
A large gust of wind swept in from the side, and Fang Lao Mo struck back.
'The killer move is at your feet.'
Without even thinking, Chen Luo raised his hand and used the "Wind Control Technique". The Strong Wind Lotus flew out of his hand, spinning and exploding in the air, colliding with the wind blades that exploded under his feet. The two winds formed a storm, and the figure took advantage of the momentum to fly away.
Chen Luo, who had avoided the wound, looked at the wound on his chest, his breath fluctuated a little, and his eyes looking at Fang Lao Mo became more serious. The gap between the late stage of foundation building and the middle stage of foundation building was so big.
It's totally different from Japanese.
The other people nearby were also shocked by these moves.
They didn't expect that the old demon Fang's transformation technique could be used in this way. With such ever-changing abilities, he was the best in both offense and defense among his peers. Even if they were to fight him, they might not be his match.
In the brief confrontation just now, the strength Chen Luo displayed was not inferior to any cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building. But even so, he suffered a loss in this fight. If he had not reacted quickly enough, the last gust of wind that flew out from the ground would have definitely cut him in half.
"Not bad, not bad. No wonder Madam Bai Gu invited him. He is a genius to have such strength in the early stage of foundation building."
Old Demon Fang laughed loudly, and then the monkey face on his face suddenly changed into a tiger.
As the bell rang, black gas filled the air under his feet and two black and white demon spirits appeared around him.
"Soul-driving bell?"
The Gu Demon Han Jiu narrowed his eyes and stepped back a little again. The other people also dispersed to leave more space for the two. Anyway, the cave house would not be opened for three days. During the operation of the formation, the inside and outside were completely isolated. If there was a real danger of exposure, the Gu Demon Han Jiu would not let them do it.
Chen Luo on the opposite side suddenly felt a sense of difficulty.
In a head-on fight, this guy turns into a monster. His strength is enough to suppress him who has practiced the Iron Body Skill. But at a long distance, he will be suppressed by the opponent who is two levels higher.
The superposition of magic power and physical power was his most common method in the past. Now that others use similar methods to deal with him, he suddenly feels extremely aggrieved.
The figure of Old Demon Fang changed, and his position kept changing, drawing a long snake-like trajectory in the air. The two demon spirits also dragged out arc-shaped trajectories and attacked from the other two sides.
'Front of the chest.'
'Right brain.'
'Left shoulder.'
The external brain became highly active. Each of the forty foundation-building brains had its own fighting experience, and they captured the intention of the old demon Fang at the fastest speed.
only
Too fast.
Chen Luo could only barely avoid the vital points, and at the same time, he used his magical powers to attack Fang Lao Mo who was facing him. He abandoned the defense on both sides, transferred all his spiritual power to his body and mind, and released a fire spell.
BANG!!
The power exploded, and a lot of dust was rolled up on both sides. The two demon souls hit Chen Luo's back from the left and right. Although he had tried his best to dodge, he still only avoided the blow to the heart. The other two sides deviated, but he was not able to avoid it completely.
Chen Luo held the opponent's head with one hand, and his five fingers were like iron hoops. There was murderous intent in his eyes. This level of opponent was indeed difficult to deal with, but there was a way.
A hint of hostility rose from his chest, and the soul flag he had refined began to stir in the middle of the platform.
As the power was mobilized, a layer of gray power began to emerge from his body. The power spread from his heart and slowly moved to his arms. This was the fighting instinct of a late-stage foundation-building brain, just in time to deal with the scene in front of him. The three-color mana of the perfect foundation continued to spread, causing Chen Luo's spiritual power to boil like boiling water, erupting with fluctuations similar to those of the mid-stage foundation-building stage.
The old demon Fang on the opposite side narrowed his eyes, and his figure suddenly changed. The head that was pinched by Chen Luo suddenly turned into a shoulder. The original shoulder position turned into a head and hit him hard.
BANG!!
With a muffled sound, the two people quickly separated.
The surrounding dilapidated houses became ruined after the fight between the two men.
Fang Lao Mo looked sideways at the five finger marks on his shoulder that Chen Luo had pinched, and raised his hand again. The two demon souls flew back to him, and he saw the bell in his hand shaking.
Circles of sound waves spread out along the bell and swept towards Chen Luo who was standing opposite.
Soul attack.
(End of this chapter)
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