Chapter 1039 Demonic Sage

Chapter 1039 Demonic Sage

Eastern Suburbs.

Cargo yard.

This used to be a big inn. The shopkeeper was old and wanted to sell it, but the price was too high, which discouraged many people. Who would have thought that it would change hands so quickly.

The temple was built really fast. The construction period that originally took several years was completed in two or three days.

In addition, the book of the test for the city god was popular in the city, which made people even more curious.

Yu Zheng and Zhou Qian were the two bravest ones.

The two left the academy in the evening and it was dark when they arrived at the temple.

Zhou Qian, holding a lantern, looked at the long steps and swallowed hard. At this time, the blood in his chest had subsided after so long, and he could no longer rely on blood and energy to move forward. Even his legs couldn't stop shaking.

He moved his eyes with difficulty and looked at Yu Zheng and said, "Brother Yu..."

Yu Zheng was also scared to death, but he knew that his knowledge was not good, and he was afraid that he would have no hope of passing the exam in this life.

Not to mention that there are immortal masters in the temple, even if there are really evil ghosts from the underworld, he also plans to go and try.

Yu Zheng comforted: "Since we are here!"

"Yes."

The two slowly climbed the long steps under the light of a lantern.

Going in through the gate, they saw that the temple was crowded with people, and the two acquaintances secretly said: "Strange!"

They did not see ghosts and gods, but saw many Confucian scholars like them, chatting in groups of three or two, and some of them were sitting aside with their well-prepared books on their backs.

"Brothers, I believe you have also read the exam for the City God?" The familiar Confucian scholar said with a smile.

Yu Zheng and Zhou Qian nodded one after another.

The Confucian scholar looked at the many people in the courtyard and said: "They have also read it. I have read it too."

"Then..."

"Brothers, don't worry, let's drink first."

"The chief examiner is still preparing."

The Confucian scholar's words shocked Yu Zheng and Zhou Qian and showed an unbelievable look.

The two could only follow and reach out to take the wine bottle.

The scholar smiled and said, "Drink up!"

The two looked at each other and simply raised their heads to drink.

After drinking a glass of strong liquor, their faces looked much better.

"Brother..." Yu Zheng didn't know how to address the handsome scholar in front of him.

He opened his mouth for a long time and swallowed his words back. He could only ask in a low voice: "How do you know that the examiner is still preparing? Is this really the place where the City God exam is held, just like the City God exam?"

The scholar smiled and was about to speak.

Dong!

The evening drum sounded.

The heavy footsteps shook the earth.

The scholars were silent.

As the shadows became deeper and deeper, a tall figure appeared under the illumination of two big red lanterns.

With a green face and fangs, vermilion hair, bright eyes like copper bells, and a sturdy body full of blue and black, this tall evil ghost wore a red robe and a black gauze hat.

At the moment when the evil ghost appeared, many Confucian scholars in the courtyard collapsed directly on the ground with weak legs, and some who could move ran and crawled to the gate.

Unfortunately, the gate was as heavy as a city wall, standing there blocking the way for all Confucian scholars.

The evil ghost opened his bloody mouth and grinned: "These idiots are really easy to deceive. In the past, we had to hide when catching people. I didn't expect that someone would come up with the test of the city god. Now all those missing people can be put on the test of the city god, and they will take the blame for us."

"Catch them..."

"So, recently you are taking the opportunity to ruin the reputation of the underworld."

The young man looked calmly at the evil ghost in the vermilion official robe.

The evil ghost rolled his eyes and sneered: "What a bullshit underworld, grandpa uses your name to give you face."

Yu Zheng and Zhou Qian were already scared silly.

They didn't expect that the test of the city god was a trap.

The Confucian scholars who were close to them were furious.

He took a step forward, and the handsome face on his body turned into a demon face with round eyes and chiseled teeth.

The demon stepped forward, opened his bloody mouth, and bit down. The red-robed demon who was just shouting was left with only a headless corpse.

"Pah."

"It's dry and unpalatable."

The scholar demon spit out the head, stomped it to pieces, and sneered: "I don't think you filthy little ghosts dare to use the name of the underworld. There must be a mastermind behind it."

As he said that, the scholar demon turned his eyes and looked at the scholars who came to take the exam.

The ghost eye fell on a person and said lightly: "Boy, don't hide. You are the most brilliant among so many people. You are like a shining sun at night."

The monk who was hiding walked out slowly, his face solemn: "Senior, why bother to play tricks? If you want to do something, just give me the order."

The devil disguised as a Confucian scholar grinned viciously and said ferociously: "My king has ordered to select the city god here. Who are you to talk in front of me?"

A pair of wings suddenly spread out from behind the monk, and the wings fell down like a cloak. After revealing his identity, the monk's expression suddenly calmed down.

He said, "My cultivation is indeed insufficient, but since you are so ungrateful, I am afraid I will never be able to leave my Feathered People's territory."

The demon looked him up and down: "Feathered People?"

"I heard that the leader of the Feathered People has not appeared for a long time, so he should be dying soon."

"Since you are dying soon, find a pit, dig it deeper, and bury yourself. Otherwise, when the Lord of the Underworld arrives, I will kill your clan leader first!"

The evil ghost transformed by the demon appeared in front of the cultivator, looking down from above and said, "The underworld is doing business, living people, get out of the way!"

"Get lost."

The Feathered Cultivator was frightened by the demon's pressure and didn't even dare to breathe.

He could feel that he was no match for the evil ghost in front of him.

As long as he had the slightest thought of taking action, his head would be crushed and his soul would be pulled out. He could only flee under the insults of the other party.

At the moment the door opened.

The Feathered Cultivator turned into a light and flew away.

The Confucian scholars fled in all directions.

Only two people were left.

Yu Zheng and Zhou Qian holding a lantern.

The demon walked in front of the two and said in a deep voice: "You are so brave, but it's a pity that you are too stupid. That stupid heart has six orifices of seven orifices connected, but nothing is connected. Since we meet by fate, let me give you a chance!"

As soon as the voice fell, the demon evil ghost raised his sharp palm to tear open Yu Zheng's chest and pulled out a beating heart.

The heart was still connected to the blood vessels and meridians and was still beating.

The demon opened his mouth and exhaled a stream of clear air to clean the heart and then put it back.

Yu Zheng only felt numb but nothing unusual, but his eyes were full of horror, he just saw his heart being dug out.

The devil looked at Zhou Qian again, grabbed his lungs, and exhaled a breath of fresh air.

He said: "If it weren't for this move of mine, you would have been a tuberculosis ghost soon. Without this breath of depression, you might be able to rise to prominence in the future. But it all depends on your own luck."

"Go!"

With a wave of his hand.

The gate of the temple was closed immediately.

Yu Zheng came to his senses and found that he had returned to the gate of the academy.

He quickly opened his clothes and looked at his chest.

There was indeed a narrow crack there, but it had long since scabbed into a thin scar, and it didn't feel any pain when touched.

In comparison, Zhou Qian's chest had a shallow ghost claw.

Temple.

The demon changed his arrogant and conceited attitude and rubbed his hands in a flattering manner, saying, "Sir, how did I do?"

"Not bad."

A noble young man in a dark red robe nodded slightly and said, "I acted as I really am, without any trace."

The demon smiled carefully.

The old demon's emotions were mostly expressed on his face. He was happy when he was happy and unhappy when he was unhappy. He never had a good face for him. Although he lived cautiously, he was not nervous.

But this little demon...

He was really a sinister smiling tiger. His words and deeds could not be seen through.

Wu Rong did not know the demon's evaluation of him.

As the saying goes: When a child holds gold, everyone is a demon; when Wei Tuo stands beside him, all demons are saints.

He did not care what the demon thought in his heart. Whether it was a Buddha or a demon, as long as he could use it, that was enough.

"Sir, this time they will be alert."

Wu Rong said calmly: "We want to alert the enemy."

"It's best if everyone knows about it."

"There is great terror between life and death."

"They could still enjoy themselves before, but now the terror has come, so they should be in awe."

Flicking his sleeves, Wu Rong turned around and said with a smile: "All the ghosts and generals who have been scattered are under your command. Don't mess up what I have told you to do."

"Please rest assured, sir!"

...

"How dare you!"

The monk on the throne was furious.

He had never heard of the underworld.

He knew a little about the underworld.

However, the other party, with such a name, only made a name for himself in the market city, which really made him feel that the other party had no future.

Maybe at most, he was an evil cultivator passing by.

Now it was different. The other party actually sent the law enforcement monks at will.

Although a cultivator with only a golden elixir is not something that ordinary cultivators can deal with, he can frighten the Yu Ren cultivators, so his cultivation should be top-notch even among the Nascent Souls, and he may even reach the God Transformation.

If he is a God Transformation cultivator, this matter is not simple.

"Is it a test from some family?"

Yu Renyue, who was sitting on the throne, frowned suddenly.

He has been busy recently, and just after destroying a newly built small world, such a thing happened.

"Is it the Wanfa Sect?"

"Impossible, the Wanfa Sect will not use any other banner."

Yu Renyue thought about it and felt that it was a test from those families.

Now that the patriarch is about to die, the selection of the next patriarch is bound to be another bloody storm. The chaos in front of him is just a drizzle, and it is not to be feared.

But as long as the ancestor is safe, it will be fine.

As long as the ancestor is safe, no matter what monsters will retreat.

The Yu Ren tribe will still be a big tribe in the East Wilderness.

"No matter who is testing you, don't blame me for being ruthless."

Yu Renyue sneered and waved his hand, saying, "This matter has nothing to do with you. Your cultivation is no match for him. Go down."

The Yu Ren cultivator sang, "Yes."

After a long time.

"Brother, why are you so angry?"

Yu Renzheng strode into the hall.

"Brother Zheng, you came at the right time. This is what happened..."

Yu Renyue explained the whole story.

"Brother, don't worry. I will twist his head off and bring it back."

"No."

Yu Renyue shook his head slightly and said, "I suspect this matter is not simple. You can secretly investigate their true purpose."