Chapter 38

Master Zhuanzhu glanced at the disciples of the Silver Butterfly Sect who had just escaped from the ruins below, and his eyes froze slightly.

One of the disciples of the Silver Butterfly Sect, who was wearing a green robe, felt that the surrounding space suddenly solidified, and an unimaginable gravity swept over him, restraining him.

Then countless streaks of fiery red spiritual power criss-crossed in all directions, turning into ropes, binding him, and with a whoosh, he was thrown in front of Master Zhuan Zhu.

"This is your personal disciple, isn't it?" Zhuan Zhu asked in a cold voice.

"Let him go!" Venerable Yun Xiao showed a sullen look on his face, "Zhuan Zhu, you are so provocative to me, don't think that I am really afraid of you!"

"Why, do you dare to fight me?" Great Master Zhuanzhu didn't care, and challenged him instead.

This made Master Yun Xiao's face turn green and white, but after all, he still didn't take the initiative to attack Master Zhuan Zhu.

Sword cultivators have always been a group of desperate lunatics, if he really took action at Master Zhuanzhu at this time, the situation would become irreconcilable.

What's the point of arguing with a lunatic? calm! calm!

Great Master Yun Xiao comforted himself in his heart, forcibly suppressing the anger in his heart, "Zhuan Zhu, my Silver Butterfly Sect and your Taiyi Sword Sect have always been in harmony with each other. What are you thinking about this sudden attack?"

Staring at the disciple who was held by Master Zhuanzhu and unable to move, Master Yunxiao twitched his face, "You have such a high status, it is too much to do it yourself just to catch me, a disciple who is not yet in the Nascent Soul Stage. Are you down?"

"Slaying the remnants of the demon clan, how can you say that you will lose your status?" A piercing chill flashed through the voice of Master Zhuan Zhu.

"What do you mean?" Great Master Yunxiao's complexion changed suddenly, as if he had realized something.

"See for yourself what your good apprentice is." Master Zhuanzhu sneered.

An invisible pressure was born out of thin air in the space, and one after another spiritual power revealed its shape, forming a red flame shackle, and tied it towards the disciple of the Silver Butterfly Sect who was captured by him.

The vast and surging inexplicable spiritual pressure directly merged into his primordial spirit.

The monks in the Nascent Soul Realm are like ants in front of Zhuanzhu, let him play around, without the slightest resistance.

Under the persecution of this spiritual pressure, the blood vessels on the disciples of the Silver Butterfly Sect bulged suddenly, and they let out bursts of uncontrollable cries of pain, and couldn't help shouting to Venerable Yunxiao with difficulty: "Master... ..”

Under such circumstances, even if he feared Zhuanzhu in his heart, Grand Master Yunxiao couldn't bear it any longer.

If he just sits and watches his personal disciple being tortured and killed in front of him, and he remains indifferent, what face does he have?

"Zhuan Zhu, you forced me!" Venerable Yunxiao shouted angrily.

"Huh—" A gust of wind blew up on Great Master Yunxiao's body, and a layer of blue spiritual waves oscillated, creating a light and agile space.

"Om—"

At this moment, behind him was a phantom of a huge storm giant. The wind rose from the ground and moved with the wind, like thousands of troops galloping, and the sound of howling wind spread throughout the audience.

This is his Cloud Daoyu.

In the next moment, Great Venerable Yunxiao seemed to merge with the Storm Giant Fa behind him, and the Yunxiao Dao domain radiated and enveloped the audience, instantly breaking through the suppression of Dao domain of Master Zhuanzhu.

But just when the Great Master Yun Xiao was about to take advantage of the victory to pursue and rescue his disciple from Zhuan Zhu, a shocking scene appeared in front of his eyes.

While his disciple was groaning in pain, an extremely magical light flickered on his body, and densely twisted pictographs appeared on his body.

In the next instant, under the disbelieving gaze of Great Master Yun Xiao, his figure rapidly swelled up, and four sarcoma bulged out on his back.

With a pop, four deformed arms grew out of the sarcoma abruptly.

"Demon Race!" Looking at the scene in front of him, Grand Master Yunxiao exclaimed.

This is the moment when the demons faced the irresistible spiritual pressure, at the moment of life and death, the instinctive defense mechanism in the blood was triggered,

Uncontrollably automated into a more powerful daedric form.

"How is this possible?" Great Venerable Yunxiao's face froze, he really couldn't believe that his apprentice would be a demon.

Lu Qingshan, whose figure was hidden in the crowd, looked up at Shura who had transformed into his original form under the hands of Master Zhuan Zhu, feeling extremely happy in his heart.

The chaos of corpse puppets three years ago, all the culprits, will finally be wiped out on this day.

Master Zhuanzhu still looked at Master Yunxiao with cold eyes, without saying a word, but the peripheral vision in the corner of his eyes was erratic, as if he was looking for something.

boom!

boom!

boom!

In Lun Dao City, dozens of corners were surrounded by smoke at the same time, and the sound of fighting came one after another.

However, the sound of the fight started quickly and disappeared even faster, as if the fight ended in the blink of an eye.

Seeing the smoke rising from this scene, Master Zhuan Zhu, who was originally full of murderous intent, smiled slightly.

He put away his dao domain, bowed to Venerable Yunxiao and said: "I offended you just now, I will apologize to Venerable Yunxiao first."

Grand Master Yun Xiao glanced at the chaos in the city, confused, and felt even more confused when facing Zhuan Zhu's initiative to make amends, so he asked Zhuan Zhu, "What's going on?!"

 …

"Idiot, didn't you let them restrain their subordinates during this time?! It's only been half a day, how come so many people have exposed their identities!"

The monk known as the master of the hall, staring at the scene that happened on the Yinbutterfly Palace residence in the corner of Lun Dao City, seemed to be in a difficult situation.

"If things go on like this, if so many insiders are captured, maybe even Yinhe's identity will be implicated and exposed.

Then my Underworld's plan to talk about the Dao in the Seven Realms this time has really failed! "

When the hall master was uncertain, a burst of black light suddenly appeared between his brows, and a looming insect shadow flickered there.

Then, a look of astonishment suddenly flashed across the monk's face.

After a long time, he let out another breath slowly, "The master of the Shentu Palace is actually planning to cut off his tail to survive...

But it's okay, with the bloodline and supernatural powers of the Lord of Shentu Palace, although this move is not a small loss, after all, his current identity is just a...

The most important thing is that the palace lord can just show his ambition by death, so that the human race will not continue to pursue the idea, in case the biggest secret card of our underworld is exposed..."

...

One wave was not calm, and another wave rose again. Before the turmoil here ended, there was another earth-shattering explosion.

At the core of Lun Dao City, which is regarded as a forbidden place by everyone, a figure burning with magic flames broke through the restriction and flew up.

The skin that was exposed was as fair as a baby's, and it was Chang Geng's head teacher!

Stormy.

In the sky, Headmaster Chang Gung's whole body was wrapped in the pitch-black yin energy.

The yin energy was so thick that it formed countless terrifying monsters with claws and claws, lingering around his body. The monsters all had ten fingers like hooks, and they looked extremely ferocious. They attacked the monks in the city viciously.

It's just that Chang Geng's actions by the head teacher didn't succeed, because the next moment, the same majestic and terrifying aura of the six realms rose up again.

The mighty monks from the Six Dao Sects unexpectedly appeared at the same time, and already surrounded the head teacher Chang Geng.

"It should be you in the underworld!" Sword Master Taibai's voice was full of killing intent, he stared at Zhang Geng and paused every word.