Chapter 610: The Greatest Shame Since Becoming an Immortal!

"It's not that you don't know how difficult it is to transform into a god with the blood of monsters in this world, but..."

Mrs. Jiao said, she couldn't help but glance at Mo Xiong, but did not say the next words...

"Don't worry, I will act according to the plan!"

"Ever since they found me and then read through the history of the sect, I have made up my mind, don't worry!" Mo Xiong said, taking a step forward and gently holding Madam Jiao's soft hair...

"I……"

"Wait ma'am!"

Mrs. Jiao looked happy, but before she finished speaking, Mo Xiong suddenly waved his hand and took out a compass from his storage bag. I saw the needle tip rotating above the compass circle, pointing directly in one direction...

"Ah? Does the compass reflect it?" Mrs. Jiao said in surprise.

"That man is here!"

Mo Xiong's eyes lit up and he said.

"After waiting for more than ten years, I finally waited for that person to come, and it was well worth the trip!" Mrs. Jiao nodded slowly.

Although she had another child and her bloodline was even purer, Mo Jiao's revenge still had to be avenged!

"Looking at the compass sensor, that person is coming in our direction. He is obviously heading for the capital of Xiling Kingdom. We just need to wait a moment!" Mo Xiong said.

"Husband, now that the Lord of Tianshui City has left, we are the only two left. Do you want to take action?" Mrs. Jiao asked worriedly.

No way, this Pan Wu's record is indeed brilliant...

The battle to kill his son was nothing. It took a very short time to kill the second disciple of the Lord of Tianshui City. They were already outside Tianshui City. From the time they sensed the breath of the Shura Banner to the time they arrived, it took at most half a cup of tea. No, the other party has disappeared without a trace.

"There are some risks. It would be okay if we were just dealing with the second disciple of Lord Shui that day, but Fellow Demon Flame Daoist said before that there were two other big demon kings who also died in the hands of that person. The two of us can't take risks, especially your stomach. There are still our children in there!" Mo Xiong said.

"Okay, don't worry about revenge. As long as that person comes back, we can go back and contact the Lord of Tianshui City and the Ancestor of Demon Flame!" said Mrs. Jiao.

"Um...eh...wait...that's not right..."

Mo Xiong was about to agree to leave, but then his eyes widened suddenly.

"Husband, what's wrong?" Mrs. Jiao asked.

"This person's flying speed is wrong... If he is Nascent Soul... he shouldn't be so slow..." Mo Xiong frowned.

"My husband means..." said Mrs. Jiao.

"Perhaps the person coming is not Pan Wu, but the third hall master of the Liulian Palace!" Mo Xiong said.

The Bloodthirsty King told them that the three masters of the Six-Union Palace also appeared at the grand auction.

"Then let's wait a little longer?" said Mrs. Jiao.

"If it's the master of the three halls, there's really nothing to be afraid of. Just take it down!"

"Then Pan Wu, there is a high probability that he doesn't know you and me. We only need to meet him face to face. If it is Pan Wu, we will treat it as a chance encounter. If it is the master of the three halls, there will be nothing to say. Just take him for interrogation!" Mo Xiong! road.

"Okay, everything depends on your husband!" said Mrs. Jiao.

Chen Changsheng galloped all the way from the Blood Demon Forbidden Area towards the capital of Xiling, and was about to arrive...

"Huh? Is there someone? Nascent Soul? Or two people?"

Seeing the two people, Chen Changsheng stopped very alertly, stood aside, and took the initiative to give way to the two people.

This is also an unspoken rule.

When a monk encounters a senior while flying, he must stop aside and salute the senior, and then continue walking after the other person has left.

People do not blame.

After all, this is a world where great power is attributed to oneself. There is no legal restriction. If you are not polite, if someone feels unhappy with you and kills you with a sword, your death will be in vain...

"This son is a Golden Core cultivator, not a Nascent Soul!"

Mrs. Jiao sent a message to Mo Xiong.

"Well, yes, he is in the middle stage of the Golden Core, but he is not the master of the three halls. The Bloodthirsty King said that the master of the third hall is in the late stage of the Golden Core, and he looks different. He did not use magic to change his appearance!" Xiong nodded.

Although the art of disguise is very common in the world of immortality, it is basically impossible for low-level monks to hide it from high-level monks. The use of magic will always leave traces of spells, which can be easily detected.

But Chen Changsheng was different. The method he used to move muscles and shrink bones was a secret technique derived from ordinary martial arts practitioners. He changed his appearance by controlling the muscles, veins, skin, membranes and bones. It was a physical change. Without using magic power, even if you have the clairvoyance to see, Chen Changsheng still looks like this...

It has to be said that human creativity, even if it is not the ordinary level of immortal cultivators, can still create disguise techniques that shock even immortal cultivators.

Among the immortal cultivators, it is not that there are no geniuses, but they are limited by their thinking.

When cultivators act, the first thing they think about is whether they can use magical power, but mortals have no power and can only find another way.

"What do you mean, husband?" Mrs. Jiao asked.

"No matter who he is, the bloodthirsty king's locating magic weapon is on his body. Take it first and then talk about it. Maybe... this person will be a disciple of Pan Wu or something like that, maybe!" Mo Jiao said.

"Okay, just listen to your husband!" Mrs. Jiao said in a good manner.

"What do you call this fellow Taoist?"

The two stopped, looked at Chen Changsheng and asked.

"My Excellency Pan Wu, I would like to pay my respects to these two seniors!" Chen Changsheng bowed and saluted.

Why did the two Nascent Souls appear near the capital of Xiling Kingdom?

Moreover, these two are not Yu State and Lu State Yuanying...

Through the intelligence information from Xiling State and Liulian Temple, Chen Changsheng has a good understanding of the Yuanying cultivators in Yu State and Lu State, and these two are not among them.

"What? Are you Pan Wu?"

The two of them immediately became alert and retreated in a hurry, instantly pulling away hundreds of meters, shaking their hands, holding the magic weapon directly in their hands, looking at Chen Changsheng with three parts of doubt, three parts of confusion, and three parts of hostility...

Isn't Pan Wu the elder who holds the Shura Banner in the Shura Demon Sect?

How could he be a cultivator in the middle stage of the Golden Core?

Could there be something wrong?

"What are the two seniors doing?"

Chen Changsheng frowned immediately...

He felt something was wrong...

These two guys seemed to be coming for him?

Was it exposed at the big auction?

Chen Changsheng's heart trembled, feeling something was wrong, and he was ready to summon the Shura Banner at any time...

"Are you really Pan Wu?"

Mo Xiong and Mrs. Jiao asked again very cautiously...

"Junior is indeed Pan Wu!" Chen Changsheng said again.

"Impossible, the Bloodthirsty King clearly told me that Pan Wu is the elder of the Shura Demon Sect who holds the Shura Banner. You are just a middle-stage Jindan, and you dare to pretend to be an elder of the Shura Demon Sect. You are really asking for your life!" Mo Xiong shouted angrily.

"Bloodthirsty King?"

Hearing this name, Chen Changsheng was immediately depressed...

Indeed, I told the Bloodthirsty King about this pseudonym...

And the Bloodthirsty King did mistake me for an elder of the Shura Demon Sect, and of course I didn't object...

"This... My name is indeed Pan Wu, but I should be two different people from the elder of the Shura Demon Sect mentioned by the two seniors. I don't know the Pan Wu you are talking about..." Chen Changsheng smiled bitterly.

Fortunately, he changed his appearance and did not appear in the same way as the bloodthirsty king did before. Otherwise, it would be another big trouble...

"Quibbling, if you are not that person, how could this positioning disk be located on you?"

Mo Xiong said, raising the compass in his hand, looking at Chen Changsheng with murderous eyes.

"Positioning disk?"

Chen Changsheng's face changed immediately, and then he took out a token from the storage bag, which was the token that Pan Wu gave him that year...

"Crack..."

Chen Changsheng crushed it with his bare hands, scanned it carefully with his spiritual sense, and finally took out a positioning magic weapon as big as a sesame seed...

"How dare this bloodthirsty king deceive me like this?"

Chen Changsheng was extremely angry...

He has carried this thing with him for 20 to 30 years, but it actually has a location?

In other words, he has been controlled by the bloodthirsty king for 20 to 30 years?

Shame!

This is simply the biggest shame since entering the world of cultivation!

The Bloodthirsty King was only in the early stage of the Nascent Soul, but he had killed several Nascent Souls at his hands. Even the Lord of Tianshui City would not be able to catch up with such a record. In the end, he was fooled by a tiny Bloodthirsty King...