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Chapter 185 God's Power!

Suddenly, a feminine force of spiritual consciousness stuck to the back of Zhuo Kun's neck, and then, like a weightless little girl, gently hugged his neck and hung it on his back.

Zhuo Kun was startled at first, but he soon discovered who the master of this spiritual consciousness was, and immediately became overjoyed again, shouting in the sea of ​​consciousness, "Fellow Daoist Qingzhu, this girl is so strong! I can't help it anymore Stop, hurry up and sacrifice two more people to help me!"

"I'm sorry, Fellow Daoist Zhuo." Qing Zhu giggled, her voice was indescribably charming and gentle, "Little sister is not as good as Fellow Daoist in terms of fighting skills, but now Fellow Daoist's cultivation level is higher than mine. Even if you are a young girl, I am afraid that you are not the opponent of fellow daoist. And this female cultivator can't even deal with you, fellow daoist, even if Qingzhu risked her life, I am afraid it will be difficult for you to turn the situation around."

Zhuo Kun's casual attitude and irrelevant answers made Zhuo Kun almost spit out blood.This woman, what the hell is she doing, can't she see that she is on the verge of life and death?

A nameless anger gushed out from the bottom of Zhuo Kun's heart, giving him a strong urge to punch Qingzhu's charming face to pieces.

However, at such a critical juncture, Zhuo Kun would never dare to offend Qingzhu, so he could only suppress the anger in his heart and said in a deep voice, "Fellow Qingzhu, I am not asking you to end the fight yourself, but to quickly kill the previous The six people who were beheaded again sacrificed, and blessed me with the reward from the demon god of the upper realm."

Green Bamboo laughed lightly, and said mischievously, "Oh, what a coincidence, those six people have already been sacrificed by me. When the Lord Demon God asked me what reward I wanted, I had already chosen the soul-fixing pill."

Zhuo Kun's heart suddenly turned cold, at this moment he finally understood that Qingzhu did it on purpose, she was playing tricks on him on purpose.

puff……

Just when Zhuo Kun was shaken, a ray of sword light finally broke through his defense, pierced his visor, pierced deeply into his eyes, and turned his brain into a mess.

Zhuo Kun died instantly, and his soul slowly floated out of his body like a cloud of smoke.

"Hehe..." Qingzhu's sweet smile like a silver bell came from Zhuo Kun's ear again. Her smile was so sweet and innocent, like an ignorant and innocent girl who suddenly got her long-awaited girl. Gift.

However, Zhuo Kun's soul felt a chill, he finally knew what Qingzhu wanted to do...

……

After beheading Zhuo Kun neatly, Xia Yue let out a long sigh of relief, rummaged through Zhuo Kun's body, and found five storage rings.

clap la la...

Magic repair materials as high as mountains spewed out from the five rings.

If it was normal, Xia Yue would definitely cheer loudly again, celebrating her huge booty, but she didn't have any idea of ​​celebrating at the moment, she just quickly searched for the magic grass she wanted among the piles of supplies .

Peacock Sunflower, Yemo Flower, Black Badger Grass, Corpse Fragrant Fruit...

Xia Yue's search soon paid off. In Yaomu's storage ring, she found ten kinds of magic herbs named by Sun Siming, all of which were more than 500 years old.

However, when she continued to search with full confidence, she was shocked to find that her harvest had come to an end.

Luyun, Yuhua, and Madman, among the treasure treasures stored by these three people, there is not a single magic herb that is a special product of Guyuemen. So where did the magic grass they picked in the secret realm go?
"Bloodlight and Blood Lotus!" The two names flashed across Xia Yue's mind like lightning, "If nothing else happens, the rest of the magic grass should be in the hands of these two people, but where are their relics? gone?"

"Master, look at that ghost-faced warrior of the Barbarian Ghost Sect!" Jiu Lan exclaimed in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Xia Yue glanced at Zhuo Kun with her spiritual sense, and was shocked to find that his body began to melt like water in the armor, and the melted blood formed a thick black mist like ink, moving towards the The center of the plain drifted past.

"What an evil power of sacrifice." Jiu Lan suddenly shivered, "Master, I know how that pillar of fire in the distance was formed, there must be other people in this plain, and it must be a demon." The most cruel demon-sacrificing wizard in Xiu, the fire pillar is the sacrificial fire that they lit on the altar when they sacrificed!"

"Magic Sacrifice Wizard!" Xia Yue's pupils shrank suddenly, and her heart beat violently.

She has been traveling in the Rage God Ghost Realm for several months, so of course she knows what the four words "sacrificing demon wizard" mean.

Demon-sacrificing wizard is an extremely evil magic profession. If it is run by a woman, it is often called witch-sacrificing witch.Each of them is a devout follower of a demon god in the upper realm, who specializes in slaughtering a large number of creatures in various sacrificial activities, and then sacrifices them to the demon god of the upper realm through special rituals, and then pays homage to the demon gods. Pray for reward.

The hands of every demon-worshiping wizard are covered with blood. After their death, only a very small number of people who do not get the favor of the demon god will enter reincarnation and reincarnation, and the souls of most qualified wizards will directly enter the demon world. He was reborn in the pool of blood and continued to serve the Demon God as a servant.

In a sense, all the demon-worshiping wizards who are favored by the demon gods of the upper realm have already obtained a long lifespan like a feather ascending, but the monks who rely on their own hard work to cultivate to the heavenly realm can gain physical and mental freedom, and are protected by the demon gods. The demon-worshiping sorcerer who guides must always serve the demon god in the real demon world.

Of course, in the world of monasticism, no matter whether it is a demon cultivator or a Taoist cultivator, there may not be one strong person who can ascend among millions of people. Therefore, many demon cultivators regard the profession of worshiping the demon wizard as the second path to ascension in their lives.

However, not everyone can become a demon-worshiping wizard. The demon god will only choose someone who suits his appetite to be his next slave, and the selection criteria are varied, depending on the mood of the demon god at the time. A demon cultivator who is successfully elected as a demon priest will cherish his future very much. They kill people recklessly, and do their best to please the demon god they serve, and they hardly have any views of good and evil in their hearts.

Their life creed is that as long as they can gain the favor of the demon god, no one in the world can be killed, including themselves.

To put it bluntly, they are a group of cold-blooded and ruthless devils, and they are the spokespersons for the demon gods of the upper realm to walk in the world and spread fear and despair.

"Master, do we want to go in?" Jiu Lan asked in a low voice in the sea of ​​consciousness.

"Go, of course!" Xia Yue didn't hesitate, "The relics of blood light and blood lotus are probably in the hands of that wizard. I must find him and kill him!"

boom!
Xia Yue kicked her feet and shot towards the center of the plain like a cannonball.

Soon an altar about three or four feet high and burning with raging flames appeared in Xia Yue's sight. Under the altar, a slender woman was kneeling devoutly on a red futon, waving her hands The evocative talisman, and he kept chanting prayers in his mouth.

This woman was wearing a red and white sacrificial vestment, her skin was like snow, her eyebrows were picturesque, and she was filled with an air of lightness floating in the dust, and she didn't seem to have any evil smell.

"Is she the witch priest here?" Xia Yue murmured softly in disbelief, the appearance of Qingzhu was far from the witch priest she imagined.

"Hehe, I'm Xia Qingzhu, it's the Witch Worshiper here." A light and pleasant voice rang in Xia Yue's ears.

Qingzhu stood up from the futon, bowed to Xia Yue, and said with a smile, "Who is your friend, and what are you doing here?"

Xia Yue bowed back, and said in a solemn voice, "I'm picking maple leaves, may I ask fellow Taoist Qingzhu, did the blood light and blood lotus die in the hands of fellow daoist?"

Qing Zhu shook his head with a smile, "No, they died at the hands of Zhuo Kun, um, that ghost-faced martial artist you killed just now."

"What about the relics of Blood Light and Blood Lotus?" Xia Yue asked again, "Are they in the hands of Fellow Daoist?"

"Yes." Qingzhu took out two storage rings and tossed them up and down in his hands, "If you want, we can make a deal."

"A deal?" Xia Yue smiled coldly, "Is it my life in exchange for those two rings?"

Qingzhu's eyes lit up, and a surprised expression appeared on his face, "You are smart, but you are not telling the whole story, your life alone is not enough to exchange for these two rings, and the lives of Xuanyue and Mengdie are also needed. Just get up."

A strong killing intent permeated Xia Yue's body, and her consciousness began to scan Qingzhu's body like a radar, detecting her cultivation and physical condition.

Qingzhu's cultivation was only at the third level of the Golden Core Realm, which made Xia Yue feel a lot easier. This battle should be easier than fighting Zhuo Kun.

As if seeing Xia Yue's self-confidence, Qingzhu smiled mischievously, and took off a necklace from her neck.

The next moment, Qingzhu seemed to have escaped from a certain shackle, and the aura of his whole body grew rapidly, and he quickly entered the fourth level of Jindan Realm, and climbed to the peak all the way, even stronger than Zhuo Kun!
"So this is your true cultivation!" Xia Yue's complexion became more solemn, but the confidence in her eyes was never lacking.

Seeing that Xia Yue was not afraid, Qingzhu became obviously unhappy, and screamed angrily like a little girl, "What kind of expression do you have? Do you think you are sure to win? It's so annoying!"

Saying that, Qingzhu stomped her feet, turned to face the direction of the altar, knelt down on her knees, and said in a coquettish voice, "Great God, there is an ant who wants to bully your most devout servant!"

When Xia Yue saw Qing Zhu turn around, she knew that there was probably nothing good going on, so she immediately swung the huge flaming sword in her hand and slashed towards her back.

hum...

A quagmire-like invisible force field suddenly appeared, lightly blocking Xia Yue's blow that could break through a mountain.

Beside the altar in the force field, Qingzhu vigorously waved his fists, his elegant and refined face was full of anger, like a little girl who had just been robbed of her favorite toy, "Great God, your servant is determined to make This ant is crushed to death, let her pay the due price for belittling me, I will offer her blood and soul to your altar, and ask you to grant me strength that she cannot resist!"

"As you wish!" A huge and majestic voice sounded in the sky.

Immediately afterwards, a phantom of a demon god with firstborn double horns, a pair of sharp fangs, eyes like lamps and no pupils gradually appeared from the blazing flames on the altar.

A black flame spurted from the mouth of the Demon God for an instant, instantly igniting the green bamboo.

The green bamboo was burning like a candle, but she was unafraid, and instead opened her arms, laughing loudly.

Soon the green bamboo burned into a ball of black water, floating in the air in front of the altar, the demon god opened his mouth and spewed out a little white light, which shot into the black water transformed by the green bamboo.

The next moment, the quiet black water seemed to possess life and soul, and began to squirm and grow, and soon turned into a green bamboo.

At this time, Qingzhu has already advanced to the fifth level of Jindan Realm, and there are circles of black fire rings billowing with devilish energy around him. Looking at Qingzhu's beautiful and refined face, Xia Yue suddenly has a strange illusion in her heart, as if she The green bamboo that was reborn in the magic fire was not a murderous cold-blooded demon, but a descended immortal imprisoned by the demon.

"Help me!" Qing Zhu's eyelids opened, and the innocent eyes gleamed with an innocent light like a little white rabbit.

Xia Yue couldn't help taking a step forward, but she immediately suppressed the impulse in her heart, shouted clearly, and raised her sword to cut.

"Hey!" Qing Zhu whispered, and Xia Yue's sword light slashed down from between her eyebrows without hindrance, but it seemed to have cut into another time and space, strangely without hurting Qing Zhu at all.

Xia Yue retracted her sword and took a few steps back, her face became more and more gloomy.

"Hehe..." Qingzhu once again showed that fascinated expression as if he had received a beloved gift, and praised, "I never thought that your spiritual consciousness is so powerful that you can't be affected by my illusion. Ah! In my life It's the first time I've seen a monk as powerful as you, and the Lord God will definitely like you as a sacrificial offering, and he will definitely reward me greatly, and maybe let me directly advance to Yuanshen!"

"Hehehehe..." The green bamboo circled in the sky, dancing happily.

The demon god on the altar seemed to like watching her dance very much, and two piercing black eyeballs appeared in his hollow pupils.

Xia Yue was frightened, and asked dryly in the sea of ​​consciousness, "Jiu Lan, what's going on, why can't I kill her?"

"How do I know!" Jiu Lan also looked like a ghost, "The methods of these demon cultivators are so weird."

Xia Yue immediately asked this question again to Meng Xingyuan in the water drop stone, and Meng Xingyuan said, "I don't know why, but there is a strange black light on that witch, maybe that black light protected her !"

"Black light!" Naturally, Xia Yue couldn't see this layer of light, but she quickly remembered the scene when Qingzhu was praying to the Demon Lord of the Upper Realm.

At that time, Qing Zhu's whole body had turned into a puddle of black water, she looked as if she was dead, but she obviously didn't, and she reshaped her body very quickly.

All of these are miracles shown by the demon god of the upper realm, and it is a power that mortals like Xia Yue cannot understand. If the black light outside Qingzhu is also the protection left by the demon god of the upper realm, then what should she do to be able to protect her? What about beating her?
"Okay, Ant, you can die now!" Qingzhu quickly finished a dance, and her happy smile was also put away, her beautiful face became as silent as stagnant water, without any expression.

Yan Bi Qingzhu raised her head and glanced at the sky, in the mid-air as far as her eyes could see, suddenly a group of thick clouds surged up, a skull the size of a mountain peak, burning with raging green flames appeared in the cloud, Jie Jie With a strange smile, he threw himself down towards Xia Yue with an overwhelming momentum.

Xia Yue drew back and flew back. At the same time, with a flick of her wrist, the flaming giant sword transformed from nine feathers flew into the sky and greeted the skull.

Uh...

A sharp sound of wind sounded in mid-air, and the flaming giant sword sliced ​​into the jaw of the green flame skull like cutting tofu, and then penetrated through the top of its head without any hindrance.

Of course, the skull didn't suffer any damage, and the teeth kept interlocking, and continued to pounce towards Xia Yue.

Xia Yue immediately took a deep breath, this green bamboo can not only ignore her attacks physically, but also the spells she casts, how can she fight this battle!
"Run!" Xia Yue pulled back and retreated. At this moment, Qingzhu was an invincible existence, and she had no reason to continue to fight her.

hum...

A huge cyan mask suddenly rose from the plain, covering a space with a radius of ten miles.

"Damn it!" Xia Yue immediately recognized that this mask was the one that trapped Yuhua before, and with her strength, she couldn't force it open by brute force.

Xia Yue's body was like an arrow off the string, she changed direction and continued to fly close to the ground.

"Hehe..." Accompanied by Qingzhu's laughter, a terrifying killing aura suddenly rose from Xia Yue's feet like a storm.

shhhhhhhhh...

Countless black sharp blades shot out from the soil, Xia Yue had no way to hide, no way to avoid, so she could only subconsciously stand up the flaming giant sword and block it in front of her.

whoosh...

A black sharp blade pierced through the flaming giant sword without any hindrance at all, as if the two were not in the same time and space.

In the next moment, the black sharp blade invaded Xia Yue's cassock again, piercing it again without any hindrance.

When the black sharp blade touched Xia Yue's skin, a chilling fear suddenly hit her heart.

Xia Yue could clearly feel that this black sharp blade seemed to have entered the same space with her suddenly, and it actually cut her skin with its unparalleled sharpness.

Clang...

There was a sharp cutting sound, and the black sharp blade slashed across Xia Yue's arm, cutting a light white line on it.

Fortunately, she has practiced the two legendary powerful methods of Dark Cloud Shura Kung Fu and Shura Blood Battle Sutra. When she transforms into the body of Shura, her body is as strong as a magic weapon. Unless it is a particularly powerful spell, there is absolutely no way to split it.

clang clang clang...

The sharp cutting sound began to sound continuously, and Xia Yue was swallowed by the sea of ​​black sharp blades in a blink of an eye. The magic weapons around her were useless, so she could only rely on her body to resist.

Thousands of sharp blades quickly crossed Xia Yue's body, cutting white lines all over her body, as if a thin layer of skin had been scraped off her body.

Qingzhu in the distance let out a light snort, and saw a red light flash in her eyes. When the next black sharp blade touched her skin, it did not enter the same space as her, but passed through her body. Suddenly collided with her.

puff puff puff...

Accompanied by the muffled sound of flesh and blood being cut, Xia Yue's body was cut with nearly ten wounds by a sharp blade at once.

(End of this chapter)