Chapter 115 Master, I am possessed by a demon!
"Ah!"
The sound of painful struggle was heartbreaking.
It's heart-warming to smell.
However.
The men in black robes around them turned a blind eye.
Even excited.
They have also gone through this process.
That turbid blood.
Contains strong magic.
After forced implantation.
Even the most mentally resolute people can become demons.
This process is painful.
But benefit.
It is also visible to the naked eye.
Boom!
The nine realms of Dharma are stuck in him.
A sudden breakthrough.
The realm of princes.
A surging wave of princely aura rose from his body. At this level, he could create a secular dynasty in a remote corner of the Eastern Region, call himself a king and a lord, commonly known as the princely realm. It also means reaching this level. A huge opening is formed between the divine and the ordinary, and the practitioner is no longer a weak practitioner.
The purpose of Liu Jian's trip down the mountain this time was to break through to the princely realm. I'm afraid even he didn't expect that he would break through to the princely realm so quickly and in this form.
The princes are in the first level.
The second heaven of princes.
The third heaven of princes.
The fourth heaven of princes.
between one after another.
The powerful aura in his body made him break through a large realm without stopping, and he continued to break through at a rapid speed. The result was that his face was filled with black mist, and his veins were like black snakes swimming. , the evil spirit lingers around the body.
"Jie Jie!"
"What a natural-born demonic seedling!"
The corners of Qingniu Demon Lord's mouth were slightly raised, outlining his evil nature. The fit between the willow sword and the demonic energy was far beyond his imagination. It was simply perfect, otherwise he would not have broken through several realms in succession.
The rest of the men in black robes also turned from excited and cruel eyes to jealousy. They were also poured into their bodies by demonic energy, but the gains they gained were far from as great.
"clank!"
A clear sword lingered.
It should be crystal clear.
But now.
But the demonic energy is surging.
Dark clouds linger.
"I'm...possessed!" Liu Jian only had this thought during his struggle.
…
Whoosh!
Far away.
A corner of the seaside.
An old man in a green shirt walked slowly. One second, the sky in the distance turned into a black dot. The next second, a blurry outline could be seen, and the next breath was in front of him.
"who!"
There were people from the Demon Cult who were guarding outside the isolated island for a long time. Suddenly they saw an old man approaching. They shouted in alarm and immediately launched an early warning to inform their companions.
"Pfft!"
But he is too weak.
There was a sense of coercion on his body.
Crush directly.
At the level of Chu Xun, if ordinary practitioners want to be killed, a single glance is enough. It contains endless power, which is not something ordinary people can bear. It will shock their minds. When they fall below, they see the vigilant black robe. There were mummies surrounding the man, and the warmth and anger in his eyes became even stronger.
With his cultivation, he can naturally sense that these mummies were ordinary people during their lifetimes and had no spiritual practice. However, they were plundered by the demons and used as delicacies. When they were hungry and thirsty, they sucked the blood and energy. Since he had no cultivation, he could only watch. As the energy and blood flow away, it dries up bit by bit, and eventually turns into withered bones, which is sad and annoying.
The mind spreads.
There are still many demon clan remnants around.
"These ordinary people really can't bear to eat. It has only been a short half month and they have eaten a lot. Next time I will rob more and try to rob some practitioners from small sects. Not only do the practitioners have sweet qi and blood, but they are also delicious." , and it has a strong reproductive capacity, so it’s good to raise it like a pig or a sheep!” They were talking freely.
The eyes of the people who had been plundered had long since lost their sparkle, and they sat there gloomy and lost, looking at the withered bones all around them, feeling angry, afraid, confused and frightened.
Some of them are civilians, some are fishermen, and some are merchants, but now they are all prisoners of war. From the beginning of the robbery, they still dreamed of begging grandpa to sue grandma, and maybe they could get a chance to live by working as cows and horses. Who knew that these people were all devils? Eating people's energy and blood when they are hungry is no doubt the same as the ghosts and ghosts in the legend, and is even more terrifying.
"mother!"
"I'm afraid!"
There was an immature child, hungry and frightened, hiding in the arms of a woman. The woman's eyes were filled with death, and she rubbed the child's head, hoping that she would be reincarnated into a good life in the next life, and be as good as possible. Cultivation home, don’t encounter this kind of disaster again.
"snort!"
Chu Xun's eyes were filled with warmth.
He rarely cares about matters outside of Donglin Sect.
But behave like this.
How is it different from the devil?
"kill!"
A wisp of murderous intent surged from his heart, and when he raised his fingers, streaks of luster burst out from his palm, crisscrossing like lightning, passing through the brows of the black-robed men, killing them.
Puff puff!
Such movement.
Naturally, the few survivors were alarmed. They raised their heads in despair and numbness, and when they saw the gentle old man in green shirt standing in the mid-air, their silent hearts suddenly stirred.
"died!"
"died!"
"These devils are dead!"
Some survivors burst into blazing and crazy ecstasy after a short period of silence. They witnessed the demon absorbing the blood of their relatives bit by bit and turning them into mummies. Their hearts were already desperate and angry. Seeing the demon suddenly die in front of them, the violent ecstasy made them feel sad. For a time, they even forgot that they had been rescued.
"From now on you are free!" Chu Xun sighed with emotion, and with a wave of his hand, a burst of soft spiritual energy condensed and dispersed, submerging into their bodies, nourishing the dry flesh, and said softly: "Someone will come to take you away later! "
"Rescued!"
"Rescued!"
"We're rescued!"
The child and the woman also woke up belatedly, and then they all knelt down and kowtowed, crying with joy, thanking the fairy-like old man for coming to rescue them.
…
…
"Um?"
Seeing Liu Jian's body filled with overwhelming demonic nature and his continuous skyrocketing cultivation, the Green Bull Demon Lord had already considered recruiting a disciple, but suddenly he looked to the east and saw an old man in a green shirt slowly walking towards him.
"It's you!"
The Green Ox Demon Lord recognized it.
But those many demons did not recognize it, especially the skinny old man who had just been instructed by the Green Bull Demon Lord. To show his loyalty, he turned into a rainbow and rushed away, angrily saying: "Master, wait, let me kill this old man." Capture this guy!”
The skinny old man raised his hand and saw a devil's claw, a white bone claw. He used a magical power that is very common in the devil's sect. His eyes were cruel and ferocious. He was even more fortunate. He felt that he was really lucky this time. He captured a man first. A genius with swordsmanship, he would die without opening his eyes, so that he could show his loyalty.
"Slow!"
The Green Bull Demon Lord's eyelids twitched.
pity.
Still half a beat too slow.
It's not just him.
The remaining demons who wanted to show their loyalty were instantly turned into ashes, leaving nothing behind. The demons who were watching the show were dumbfounded, feeling the pressure on the old man in green shirt, and said in horror: "Holy, holy man." ?”
"Ah!"
After struggling painfully and mumbling in his sleep, Liu Jian opened his eyes in a daze and saw the old man in green shirt walking slowly in mid-air. He looked at him with pity and compassion. He couldn't help but lower his head in shame and murmured in his sleep: "I'm sorry, teacher, I Obsessed!"