"But it's good to be awake. It's just right for me to be your blood puppet!"
Before the red-haired man finished speaking, he disappeared from the spot. Lan Shuang's expression changed and she summoned Jing Luan to stand in front of her.
The sounds of fighting around continued, constantly pouring into one's ears, making one feel cold all over.
The black demonic energy continued to surge, and the demon soldiers stood on the black clouds and laughed loudly, wildly and sinisterly.
Soon they jumped down and joined the battle. The sect disciples were instantly at a disadvantage. Jiang Lusheng frowned tightly when he saw this. He stood up with his sword, and stood back to back with Lan Shuang, looking around vigilantly.
Suddenly, a black and red arrow came towards him, pointing directly at Jiang Lusheng's heart. Jiang Lusheng's face changed, and he swung his sword. With a "clang" sound, he blocked the attack. The next moment, the arrow suddenly turned into black mist, revealing the red-haired man who was close behind him.
Jiang Lusheng's pupils suddenly dilated, and he swung his palm backhand. The two faced each other, and the spiritual power and magic power collided and exploded, and the surrounding air flow made a sharp sound.
Lan Shuang at the back was not in a much better situation either, as there was also a red-haired man in front of her.
"He can split himself?"
A strange fire overflowed from Lan Shuang's palm, barely repelling the opponent.
Jiang Lusheng's voice was cold and deep. "No, that's his puppet clone, which he created from a living person. He is a member of the Blood Demon Clan."
The three words "Blood Demon Clan" made Lan Shuang's eyes go dark. She had learned about the distribution of power in this world before. The Immortal Sect and the Demon Clan were in opposition. Although the Immortal Sect had many sects, they were united against the outside world. The Demon Clan was different. After the war between gods and demons, the Demon Lord fell, and they split into eight sects. Some of them ignored worldly affairs and practiced hard, while others focused on making trouble.
The Blood Demon Clan is the kind that focuses on causing trouble. They are bent on unifying the Demon Clan and electing a new Demon Lord. They have been causing trouble everywhere over the years and are the number one enemy of the Immortal Sect.
When facing them, almost no disciples of the immortal sect came back alive, unless they were led by an elder.
Lan Shuang's heart sank as she began to think about Jiang Lusheng's purpose in bringing her into this world.
What did he want her to see?
He was a disciple of the immortal sect, so why did he become a demon god in the end?
What exactly happened in the meantime?
Before she could figure out what was going on, the red-haired man attacked her again, and suddenly a heart-wrenching scream came from the side.
Lan Shuang attached the strange fire to Jing Luan and barely forced the red-haired man back. Turning around, she saw that the disciples of the immortal sect were captured by the demons and demonic energy was continuously poured into their bodies.
“Ahhhhhh—”
"I'll kill you, I'll kill you!"
The disciples of the Immortal Sect were in so much pain that their faces were distorted. Black air was drilling in and out of their bodies, constantly breaking their meridians. Lan Shuang had felt this when she was refining the strange fire. That kind of pain was enough to drive a person crazy!
Some who couldn't bear it turned into demons on the spot and attacked people around them without distinguishing between friend and foe.
Seeing this, the demon laughed heartily. "Why cultivate immortality? Isn't it better to be a demon? Come and join our Blood Demon Clan! From now on, you will no longer be bound by the rules of this world! You can possess supreme magic power and be admired by everyone!"
Lan Shuang's mind was confused, and she bit her tongue fiercely. "No, they used bewitching magic, don't listen!"
However, the wills of those who were being tortured were already weak, and they could not hear what she said. Soon, several more disciples fell into the devil's trap.
“Hmm…”
A muffled groan came from behind. Lan Shuang turned around and saw Jiang Lusheng holding his abdomen. "Brother, is your wound torn again?"
"No problem."
Jiang Lusheng gritted his teeth and straightened up, looking at the hellish scene in front of him, closed his eyes, and shed a tear.
When he opened his eyes again, he was determined, "Shuangshuang, step back."
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