Chapter 390 Who Is so Capable of Causing Trouble? (23)

Two hours later, under the leadership of Zhao Huai, several Xuantian Sect monks entered the city lord's mansion and found that there were only Jindan monk Gu Xingyun and the city lord Mo Weichen here.

The study had not been tidied up, and there were still large stains of blood on the edge of the desk, like red peonies blooming on the carpet.

In the main hall of the city, Mo Weichen was wearing a bright red robe, lying on a chair, and swallowed the grapes into his mouth one by one.

Seeing Zhao Huai coming in, Mo Weichen raised his hand and said, "Master Zhao Xian, you're fine, even though it's only been two hours."

Scanning the corpses on the ground coldly, Zhao Huai found that these people were senior officials from Mo City who had secret dealings with him, and he immediately understood what Mo Weichen was thinking.

Blood energy filled the air behind him, and a tiger-like appearance condensed, looking coldly at Mo Weichen in front of him.

Mo Weichen, on the other hand, was still eating grapes carelessly. He glanced at the people present with his peripheral vision, then shook his head and said with a bitter smile: "These are the only ones."

Zhao Huai frowned and asked doubtfully: "You..."

"That's it, that's enough."

Then, Mo Weichen picked up a jade talisman and crushed it violently.

Seeing Mo Weichen's move, Zhao Huai immediately felt a palpitation in his heart, and the magic behind him was as fast as lightning, directly shattering Mo Weichen's body.

Mo Weichen, who was torn apart, still had a wanton smile on his face. Mr. Gu on the side grabbed Mo Weichen's head in the air, turned around and struck Zhao Huai with a sword, and quickly escaped when the opponent returned to defense.

The tiger roared, and the condensed sound seemed to have substance. It was like a giant fist slamming into Gu Xingyun's back, directly breaking several bones, and blood spurted out uncontrollably.

But instead he used his strength to escape, and flew out of here in an instant, rushing towards Anping Sect.

Behind him, the spell that Mr. Li placed in the city lord's mansion was activated.

The spells began to detonate one after another, and the mana condensed in them began to be activated continuously, and then the power within them quickly bloomed.

From the moment Mr. Gu flew out to the moment the spell exploded, there were only two short breaths.

The affairs that Mr. Li had been planning for twenty years finally saw success today, and the entire City Lord's Mansion was instantly reduced to nothing.

Several monks who entered were torn into pieces. Only Zhao Huaixu, who was protected by the Tiger Technique, floated in the air and escaped.

The tiger's skin at the center of the spell was torn open and a spine was exposed, as if it would break at the slightest touch.

Zhao Huai, who was protected by the Dharma in the center, was also seriously injured. The Taoist robe on his body was torn to pieces, and the golden elixir in his body was constantly shaking. It was obvious that he was seriously injured.

Wiping away the blood that spilled from the corner of his mouth, he looked at the ruins of the City Lord's Mansion below, and flew down without caring about the comfort of other disciples.

The sect's magic weapon in Mo City is something they must get. If they can bring this magic weapon back together with Li Si's magic weapon, then it doesn't matter how many people die.

Sweeping away the debris on the ground, he kept digging along the location of the sect's magic weapon, and finally saw a mirror-like magic weapon underground.

However, this magic weapon was also affected by the spell, and a large number of cracks appeared on it, which made Zhao Huai heartbroken.

He immediately put the magic weapon into his arms and was about to leave when he felt a chill in his chest.

Lowering his head, he saw a long sword protruding from his chest. Before he could react, the sword energy on the sword's edge exploded, completely crushing his golden elixir that had not yet recovered.

Grabbing the mirror from the opponent's hand, Gong Yangyu immediately retreated and did not dare to look back until he was a hundred feet away. When he saw the place where Zhao Huai died, a large amount of blood sprang out, turning into a forest of flesh and blood, and began to spit out demonic seeds continuously.

Demonic seeds are a unique secret method of Xuantian Sect. Their nature is unknown. They can parasitize in the spiritual energy in the air like seeds, and then slowly multiply and assimilate with the spiritual energy.

Once it enters the human body, it will occupy the Dantian, then invade the important nodes of the meridians in the body, and then begin to control the mind and Dantian of the parasitized monk, eventually losing self-awareness and becoming a puppet.

However, the demon species can currently only control monks in the Qi refining stage. The mana of the foundation-building monks has turned into liquid, and the demon species that enter the body cannot survive in it, but it is already quite strange.

After the Qi Refining Stage monks fall, Xuantian Sect monks can obtain a large amount of energy, blood and slaves. The entire Mo City will slowly turn into a blood city under the work of these slaves, and then provide Xuantian Sect with a large amount of mana and resources. grain.

And being a demon is also the most disgusting characteristic of Xuantian Sect monks.

After the death of these monks, the demonic seeds in their bodies will explode, transforming into jungles of flesh and blood, and then pollute the nearby air and water sources.

When he first learned that the Xuantian Sect's technique had this characteristic and saw the related illusions, Gong Yangyu was so sick that he couldn't eat for several days.

Due to this characteristic, cities occupied by the Xuantian Sect often turn into purgatory where demons are rampant, and the surrounding area must be purified for several years before people can live there.

Looking at the huge jungle of flesh and blood, Gong Yangyu immediately retreated and flew all the way back to Anping Sect. After entering the door, he shouted: "Lin Yuan, how is the situation? Is Mo Weichen dead?"

"I'm very good!"

Mo Weichen, who was ten feet tall, looked at himself in the mirror excitedly, then held Lin Yuan's hand and shook it up and down: "A miracle doctor! Elder Lin, you are indeed a miracle doctor!"

"I really don't understand your fanaticism about muscles." Lin Yuan said helplessly, "I now suspect that you detonated the city lord's palace just to change your body. And although this body is powerful, it is not as good as your previous foundation-building cultivator. It’s still a little bit worse, is it okay to do this?”

"Muscles are beautiful, muscles are justice! I got what I wanted, and the righteous sect achieved its goal, what's wrong with that!" Mo Weichen looked at his muscles intoxicatedly and nodded continuously.

"Forget it, just be happy."

Pulling his hand back, Lin Yuan looked at the flesh and blood jungle in the distance, knowing that the real test had come.

The fall of a Xuantian Sect Jindan cultivator is not the end, but the beginning.

A large number of demon species have begun to spread, and the place where Zhao Huai fell has become the base of Xuantian Sect. The real test has only begun now.

But if you think about it carefully, it doesn't seem to be a big trouble.

With me sitting here, I can slap back any trouble.

But some things must be experienced by myself to be healthy. Mocheng needs to experience a crisis to know the value of unity. The righteous sect that rescued them also has more say here, preparing for Mocheng to officially join the righteous sect.

I can also harvest negative emotions as a reward by the way. Thinking about it this way, it is really a good thing to kill two birds with one stone.

Thinking of this, Lin Yuanzong felt a little weird.

How come I made a game and it was inexplicably connected to so many major events?

Is it me who is too troublesome, or is it the game that is too troublesome?