"The right way..." The expression of surprise and anger still remained on the demon cultivator's face, but he had already kept turning around and fell down.
There was only a shallow blood line on the demon cultivator's neck, as if the sword blade had only cut a little skin, but the result of this "cut a little skin" was death.
A fellow demon cultivator from his sect heard the sound and rushed over, just in time to see his body collapse heavily to the ground. The demon cultivator was startled and faced Mo Shang warily, then used his peripheral vision to look at his fellow disciple who had made no sound.
This demonic cultivator was not afraid, but after weighing the situation, he found that he would definitely not be able to defeat the intruder on his own, so he prepared to attack Mo Shang with his "dead" fellow disciples.
Although their overall strength of the Dark Blood Sect is not outstanding, their members all practice a secret method of bringing the dead back to life!
Only monks in the Nascent Soul stage can escape with their spiritual consciousness, and their Dark Blood Sect demon cultivators have already learned a thing or two about it.
This righteous monk is not afraid of tigers, so he dares to provoke people from the Dark Blood Sect - he simply doesn't know how to live or die!
A trace of bloodlust and arrogance flashed across Mo Xiu's eyes. The corners of his mouth were raised high, and the image of Mo Shang, the intruder, dying miserably appeared before his eyes. His soul was excited and restless.
The fellow disciple, who was secretly watched by the demon cultivator, moved his fingers slightly, and a group of spiritual consciousness condensed into the form of a baby or a Nascent Soul was being generated. Mo Xiu tensed his body, clenched his fists slightly, and pressed his palms against the storage bag, which was enough for him to draw out his sword and slash at Mo Shang in half a second.
He also knew that his fellow disciples who had died once would definitely cooperate with him to attack Mo Shang immediately. No matter how strong Mo Shang was, there was only one person—
"Give it to me and die!!"
The demon cultivator roared and swung his sword. At this moment, Mo Shang's frown relaxed, as if he had discovered something worthy of joy, he sent out the sword lightly.
In the stunned expression of the demon cultivator, the spiritual consciousness of his resurrected fellow sect was cut off from the middle with a sword, so fast that no one could react at all!
A terrible sense of crisis swept over the demon cultivator's body, making him forget that he was fighting and subconsciously stopped the movements of his hands.
Mo Xiu:! ! !
He held the knife as high as a person and stopped in mid-air. He looked at Mo Shang and said happily: "I just said there are still fish that have slipped through the net."
He was obviously referring to his fellow disciples who had been caught in one fell swoop, but Mo Xiu was heartbroken when he heard this, and when he looked into Mo Shang's eyes, he felt that the fish that slipped through the net in his mouth were referring to him.
"thump!"
Mo Xiu's body reacted before his mind. The five-strong demon cultivator threw down the big knife with a bang, knelt on the ground with a plop, and shouted knowingly: "What do you want to know? I'll tell you everything, I'll tell you everything!"
-Um… ? Why did he start begging for mercy out of nowhere? !
Why would he drop his weapon? ?
The demon cultivator was frightened by his body's automatic reaction and became extremely confused. He couldn't understand why he surrendered. Even if his sectmate died, he still had fighting ability! If that doesn't work, you can think of gathering your fellow disciples to besiege this young boy! !
Why, why are you so useless? !
Deep down in his heart, he felt that there was a trace to all this - he couldn't beat the young man in front of him, and no matter how many friends came, they were just giving away food.
Not to mention, how does the demon cultivator think this young man is righteous? Just like those old-fashioned people who like to talk about general truths, will they kill people at the slightest disagreement
Killing people with a friendly smile and so on... The demon cultivator shuddered, and for some reason he thought of "Lu Zhiling" who was besieged by several sects.
"Good boy." Mo Xiu heard Mo Shang's gentle voice and immediately noticed that his eyes stayed on his sleeves for a little longer. This kind of gaze looks gentle, but in fact it is like scanning an item.
But Mo Shang was obviously quite satisfied with his assessment, and Mo Xiu suddenly felt that his attitude towards him was much better.
What does he have up his sleeve? A flash of inspiration flashed through the mind of the demon cultivator. Their Dark Blood Sect judged their status based on the embroidered patterns on the sleeves of their sect uniforms. There is such an ancestor behind the demon cultivator. Of course, his status is higher than that of his dead sect!
The Cao-Mo cultivator guessed something, so he said this boy... How could the senior suddenly attack his fellow disciples? His feelings were that he was too low-level to hand over any useful information. He was kept here only because of his high status.
At the same time, the demon cultivator became more and more secretive. How could Mo Shang know about the status determination of the Dark Blood Sect? The evil way and the righteous way are incompatible with each other, and they both agree to keep their news secret as tightly as possible.
Mo Shang knew that it could only be because... He was very concerned about the Demonic Path. He paid attention to this place for more than a day or two. As soon as the demon cultivator thought about the fact that a pair of jade-like eyes were staring at him who knew nothing about him all the time in the past, white hairs of sweat broke out all over his body.
This, this person has a lot of plans!
"Excuse me, do you know what happened near Linghai?" The demon cultivator was wondering about life when he heard Mo Shang's question. Before he could organize his words, he felt a sharp pain in his limbs. .
"Woo!" He screamed, sweating profusely on his forehead, and stared at Mo Shang with almost horror and fear. This man, this man maintained such a gentle smile, but broke his limbs without saying a word!
The demon cultivator deeply felt the horror of Mo Shang. At the moment when his limbs were broken, he didn't even feel the slightest pain. That was because all the pain converged to one point. After the limbs were broken, It attacks the human spirit like a dense needle.
He didn't even use the magic energy, he just relied on his skills... This was undoubtedly a kind of terrible mental torture! The demon cultivator's brain activity became more active after the pain. This Mo Shang is definitely not a simple righteous person. His torture methods make the demon cultivator inevitably think of the guy who has almost become the shadow of all demons.
That's right...that's "Lu Zhiling".
"I know, I know!!" The demon cultivator replied repeatedly, "Huha, huha, what happened in the spiritual sea... A secret realm will be opened in the spiritual sea, and only a few sect leaders know about it. It is said, it is said that in the secret realm Here we will find a way to return to the demon world!
Also, dozens of demon sects besieged Xuanwu Sect Lu Zhiling and forced him into the spiritual sea. The latest news received is... Lu Zhiling has been seriously injured and fell into the spiritual sea. "
After he finished speaking with difficulty, he hurriedly added for some unknown reason: "Our Dark Blood Sect is a neutral Demon Sect and did not participate in the encirclement and suppression of Lu Zhiling!"
The demon cultivator also didn't know why he always felt that the two people were inexplicably similar even though there was no similarity between Lu Zhiling and the young man in front of him.
"Lu Zhiling... ha." Mo Shang read the name, and his gentle smile faded and turned into a sneer, "Sooner or later, I will kill him."
ah…
The demon cultivator watched stupidly as Mo Shang abandoned him and walked away. Behind him, a fellow student came over in a hurry: "Senior brother, are you okay?!"
Fellow disciples glanced at Mo Shang's leaving figure warily: "He is definitely not a righteous monk! It seems that he has a grudge against Lu Zhiling. Fortunately... Lu Zhiling doesn't know whether he is alive or dead, otherwise the devil may be in chaos. We'd better spread the news immediately Pass it on to the ancestors!”
Mo Xiu Yu Shi: "???"
In his heart, he slightly disagreed with his fellow sect's words, but he didn't know what was wrong.
At that time, he grinned and was helped to treat his injuries. What he didn't find was that this fellow sect who he thought was loyal to the Dark Blood Sect released a spiritual dove with a secret message tied to the dove's paws -
[There is a powerful person in the Dark Blood Sect who is suspected of having a deep grudge against Lu Zhiling and can be exploited. ]
It has become a foregone conclusion that Lu Zhiling's life or death will not be known, but the dozens of demon sect leaders are still worried about how to deal with the Xuanwu Sect. In order to avoid destroying the precarious balance between several demon sects, they did not dare to take power alone.
So the leaders of these demon sects made a preliminary plan to place undercover agents in other demon sects, large and small, to find suitable puppets—
They want to push a man from the demonic path who has hatred towards Lu Zhiling to the highest position and make him a shield so that they can secretly carve up everything in the Xuanwu Sect!
This "fellow sect" of the Dark Blood Sect and dozens of undercover agents of the Demon Sect took a fancy to Mo Shang's attitude.
He acted so naive and kind that he didn't know the principle of eradicating the root of the problem, yet he actually spared the life of this demon cultivator from the Dark Blood Sect. This type of personality couldn't be easier to control.
As for the spiritual power present in him
The undercover agent is not a fool like the demon cultivator who died at the beginning. This young man's spiritual power seems to be abundant, but in fact it is vain. He is just pretending. In essence, he is undoubtedly their demon cultivator!
The undercover thought so smartly that he reported Mo Shang's existence without hesitation.
He didn't notice that a slender hand pulled off the high-speed flying spirit pigeon with a weak tug. Mo Shang carried his sword on his back and blocked all the warning signs of the spirit pigeon's struggle.
Mo Shang cast a gentle gaze in the direction of the undercover.
Of course "Mo Shang" does not have spiritual power, his essence is still the soul derived from "Lu Zhiling". But the fact that such an undercover agent with low cultivation level was able to "see through" Mo Shang's identity was all the result of Luo Zhifeng's failure.
He knew what the leaders of dozens of demon sects were planning, so he used their plan to make Mo Shang the "poor" bird that fell into their net.
Luo Zhifeng values the identity of "Mo Shang" the most. He has never forgotten that the owner of this body is Mo Shang. He cannot become Lu Zhiling after being Lu Zhiling for a long time.
Who is Mo Shang
- Luo Zhifeng helped him set up a very beautiful identity and background, and he can become a bridge between the evil path and the righteous path in the future.
And these fools from the Demon Sect will become the first drop of blood that Mo Shang will bring to his fame.
Spiritual sea.
Yuan Qingyan is trying to coax "Ah Ya". She glared at the little girl hatefully. If she hadn't cared that Lu Zhiling was here, she would have killed this country girl in one fell swoop.
What a broken kid this is!
Ah Ya was unusually taciturn. She always stared straight at Yuan Qingyan with a dull look, which made Yuan Qingyan, a monk with a high level of cultivation, feel numb.
Yuan Qingyan really wanted to cut out her eyes with her nails.
Lu Ya was oblivious to Yuan Qingyan's resentment. His loyal and reliable subordinate was forced to become more "active" after encountering Luo Zhifeng's unconventional style.
He opened his eyes with dull eyes and pinched his little skirt - Lu Ya never thought that he would wear women's clothes, but this was the Lord's order!
Which one is more important, integrity or the Lord’s command? Of course it is the Lord!
Therefore, poor Lu Ya no longer tried to resist, and even began to comfort himself... At least he was playing a little girl, not an adult woman, and the small torn skirt he wore barely looked like a skirt. He doesn't have to actually turn into a girl.
Luo Zhifeng was watching his subordinates struggling and hopeless. He had already avoided Yuan Qingyan's gaze and cast several interesting and interesting looks at Lu Ya.
Lu Ya: I am just very tired, very tired.
His heart was tired, but he still wanted to meticulously complete the task of attracting Yuan Qingyan's attention, and kept staring at her.
"Lu..."
"Whoosh!" Yuan Qingyan heard a very soft sound, and then she saw "Aya" approaching her silently, staring at her with a pair of black hole-like eyes.
Yuan Qingyan, who had been sluggish under the mental torture for several days, sat down on the ground, pressing down on the dusty ground like an ordinary person rather than a cultivator.
The exquisite makeup she had deliberately put on a few days ago could no longer be maintained. At this moment, her hair was stained with a little bit of dust, and she was as embarrassed as the time she was chased by a ferocious beast.
Yuan Qingyan's level of conquering "Lu Zhiling" in the past few days was 0. She even watched helplessly as her original 50 base favorability plummeted to 40 because of the existence of this bad girl, Ah Ya!
"System, system!" Yuan Qingyan called the system hysterically in her mind. The suffering she suffered was not just a small thing like Ah Ya's gaze and the failure of the strategy. She gritted her teeth and recited silently,
"Why does it happen that every time I build a house, it collapses? Every time I try to taste delicious food, they are thrown away for various reasons - and even more, I can't even leave this shabby thatched hut?!"
At the beginning, Yuan Qingyan had the idea of luring Ah Ya and Lu Zhiling together. Ah Ya is a child from the village, and Lu Zhiling's identity was the same as her before he became an immortal.
Such a child has never lived in a gorgeous palace, worn beautiful clothes, or eaten delicacies... Yuan Qingyan planned to conquer these aspects.
In her storage bag are gorgeous palaces, clothes and jewelry, and food for mortals. She happily took it out to teach her two children, but what was the result
- The thunder from the sky chopped the gorgeous palace buildings into ashes, and clothes, jewelry and food attracted ferocious beasts that Yuan Qingyan was completely unable to deal with.
They, groups of moa, have sharp beaks, three heads, and six tails, and their bodies are covered with toothed blades that emit cold light. They took away all the things Yuan Qingyan had prepared, and even tore her only robe into pieces, reducing her, an immortal cultivator and a foundation-building immortal cultivator, to wearing linen clothes like them!
And when Yuan Qingyan gritted her teeth and took A Ya and Lu Zhiling away from here, a wall seemed to have appeared in the void, hitting her head and bleeding.
Yuan Qingyan even heard a very soft and cold sneer coming from behind her when she was in an unprecedented embarrassment - this strange tone, who could it be if it wasn't the little girl Ah Ya? !
The system replied without blinking: [This is the plot. ]
Yuan Qingyan understood the meaning of the system in just one second. This is the plot, so even if she comes, she can only live in a thatched house, wear linen clothes... and live like an ascetic.
Both the system and Yuan Qingyan relied too much on the so-called plot, and were so short-sighted that they could never see any clues. How did she know that the encounters she had encountered these days had nothing to do with the plot, and were just a small trick used by Luo Zhifeng to tease her
Yuan Qingyan didn't know, so for the first time she "knew" the fact that the plot was not a good thing.
She took the protagonist's script, but not the protagonist's life.
Yuan Qingyan was stunned, and suddenly found that the touch of her left hand was a little strange. She subconsciously glanced at her left hand and found that there were still lumps of wet stuff on the ground.
… bird poop. And she fell down as soon as she sat down, without using her spiritual power to protect herself, and her left hand just happened to be pressed on a ball of bird shit.
Immediately, Yuan Qingyan felt her nerves tighten, and then finally broke as if she couldn't bear it anymore. The torture of these days has reached her critical point, and this misfortune has become the last straw that overwhelms Yuan Qingyan's sanity.
She doesn't care! She wanted to kill Ah Ya so that she would never appear in front of Lu Zhiling! !
Lu Zhiling, Lu Zhiling—why should she be afraid of a guy who has lost his memory? Can he still change the world? ! She should have done this long ago.
Yuan Qingyan's last trace of caution was worn away, and she gritted her teeth hard, with explicit murderous intent pouring out of her eyes.
Lu Ya, who she thought was as dull as a doll, suddenly raised his head and glanced at Yuan Qingyan, with a somewhat cold look in his eyes. At the same time, Lu Ya's little finger twitched slightly, which was always his habitual movement when he took out the dagger.
Luo Zhifeng, who shrank timidly behind Lu Ya, also glanced at Yuan Qingyan lightly, as if he had anticipated the decision she would make.
Lure Lu Zhiling away! Stun him!
Yuan Qingyan wiped the skin of her body over and over again, so hard that it almost rubbed off the skin. She shook off a roll of silk, put on her clothes, and spread the mist-like poison with her fingers together.
She was hunted by the previous sect and was trapped in the plot. The storage bag only contained highly lethal and all-round poisons.
Yuan Qingyan was so frightened by Li Luoqiong that she was also wary when dealing with the little version of Lu Zhiling. She didn't dare to use the poison at all, for fear that Lu Zhiling would be implicated and the man-eating demon would take revenge on her.
But now, Yuan Qingyan was filled with pleasure as she spread the poison.
She should have done this long ago. It would be easier if Lu Zhiling was really stupid. A fool didn't need her to try her best to please—
Yuan Qingyan watched Luo Zhifeng and Lu Ya fall down softly, and had the idea that this was not the case. His pupils were filled with suppressed madness, just like those possessed demon cultivators.
She rolled up Lu Ya's little body like a whirlwind, brought him to a place where Luo Zhifeng couldn't see, and landed on the ground.
Yuan Qingyan pinched Lu Ya's neck and forcefully "awakened" him. She planned to torture this poor kid to death in order to avenge her own injustice! Now Yuan Qingyan's mentality has been completely distorted, and her ugly desires are growing crazily.
Lu Ya pretended to cough twice and looked at Yuan Qingyan, a woman with a twisted face.
"You want to protect Lu Zhiling?"
"He doesn't need your protection at all! He's a fucking devil, an ogre, a pervert—just wait, I'll chop you up and cook for him!"
"I will pull out your spiritual roots bit by bit, and you will see a big hole in your abdomen, just like... Lu Zhiling whose spiritual roots I took away!!"
Yuan Qingyan mocked the intimidator Lu Ya with a sarcastic tone. She even replaced the protagonist Mo Shang, who had dug up his spiritual roots, with Lu Zhiling without even thinking about it. She wanted to see the little girl shaking in pain!
Lu Ya's body did tremble slightly, but it was not the pain Yuan Qingyan expected.
Yuan Qingyan didn't know that she accidentally told the truth. The owner of the spiritual root she dug up is now "Lu Zhiling" and Luo Zhifeng. As a confidant of Luo Zhifeng, Lu Ya was given to Luo Zhifeng by Yinglong on the first day he arrived at Xuanwu Sect.
The ferocious little wolf cub didn't trust anyone and would bite anyone he touched, but he believed in Luo Zhifeng almost like crazy. Yinglong's status in Lu Ya's heart was even lower than that of Luo Zhifeng.
Under such circumstances, the little wolf cub Lu Ya always remembered that Luo Zhifeng was covered in blood when he first arrived in the sect.
His abdomen, which was the Sea of Consciousness, had received a serious injury. Although his spiritual roots were still there, Lu Ya felt keenly... His lord would occasionally show a kind of anger when he looked at the Sea of Consciousness.
He thought at that time, who made Your Majesty so angry? If he found him, he would definitely kill that person!
What Yuan Qingyan said now happened to awaken Lu Ya's memory of the past.
He took it seriously, his body shaking with rage. After Yuan Qingyan finished threatening her, she stared at Lu Ya and planned to crush her bones, but at this moment, she saw a strange color flash in Lu Ya's eyes.
Before Yuan Qingyan realized what happened, she felt pain in her hands. Inch after inch of demonic energy was poured in crazily, without any regard for her endurance, and in an instant the entire skin of her arm was almost bursting. The demonic energy crawled everywhere on Yuan Qingyan's arms like winding insects.
"this… "
Then, Yuan Qingyan saw the little girl "Aya" who was unable to resist being held affectionately by the huge demonic energy, and forcibly broke away from her restraints. "Her" legs were dangling in the air, her pupils were as tight as those of an animal, and the cruel killing intent was poured into her flesh bit by bit.
A dagger slashed across Yuan Qingyan's cheek like lightning, leaving a long blood mark on her face!
"Little girl," Lu Ya said word by word, "Have you dug up the spiritual root of the Lord?"
"Then..." Lu Ya's fangs cut his lips open, and his eyes seemed to turn into a bottomless black hole, "-go to hell."
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