Master: This Traitorous Disciple Is Not a Holy Son

Chapter 529 Eat or Die

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"Goodbye, Senior Sister--"

"Senior Sister, let's bathe in the spiritual spring together in the future!!"

Surrounded by a group of beautiful women, Mingyue smiled and said goodbye to her junior sisters one by one.

Leaving the lowest level Huangling Spring.

Chu Xiu, who controlled Mingyue, did not return to the cave.

But went to Xuanling Spring.

With Mingyue's authority, he could only go to Xuanling Spring at most.

The terrain of Xuanling Spring is higher than Huangling Spring.

It is located in the middle of the west peak of Dieshan.

Chu Xiu came here with ease and followed the method, throwing crystal clear pills into the lake one by one.

Tonight, there are fewer female cultivators bathing in Xuanling Spring than Huangling Spring.

Therefore, Chu Xiu did not encounter any more twists and turns, and the arrangement was completed smoothly.

He controlled Mingyue and returned to the cave. x33xs.com

Come to the place where Mingyue originally meditated, sit cross-legged, put his hands together, move his lips slightly, and mutter obscure spells.

: "Understand——"

As soon as the voice fell.

Mingyue slowly opened her eyes, with doubt in her eyes.

"I fell asleep?"

Since she reached the realm of supernatural powers, she has never encountered a situation where she fell asleep while meditating.

Frowning and thinking for a long time, she couldn't figure out the key, so she shook her head and didn't think about it anymore.

Just felt a little pain in her chest——

Lowered her head and looked at the large part.

"Is this the legendary secondary development?"

Thinking of this, she nodded, "Indeed, my mother once said that when developing, it will be accompanied by swelling and pain."

"Although I don't have swelling, it hurts, I think it can be considered development!!"

Thinking about it, Mingyue couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh.

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East City·Goddess Rest Building.

In an inconspicuous room.

As the golden light flashed, the golden Q-like Chu Xiu flew out of the scarecrow,

Chu Xiu's flesh, the center of his eyebrows cracked, revealing the golden altar inside.

Chu Xiu, who was as fast as thunder, rushed into the altar and sat cross-legged under the sword of the Emperor of Heaven wrapped in a cocoon of light.

Chu Xiu suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes were full of divine light.

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Just when Chu Xiu regained consciousness.

On the other side.

Fengyi Tower, West City.

In the tea room where Lang Huai and others were discussing matters.

The atmosphere was unusually quiet.

The fourteen great saints stared at the bloody meat ball in Lang Huai's hand that kept beating.

Such a strange and ugly thing, can it really be eaten?

"Lang Huai, what is this?" Lang Lin asked the question everyone wanted to ask.

Lang Huai grinned and raised the meat ball in his hand high, "Don't look at this thing ugly, it's a good treasure."

As he spoke, he no longer concealed his cultivation, and the aura of the peak of the eighth level of the great saint permeated, and his long hair was constantly swaying due to the impact of the aura.

The expressions of the great saints in the tea room changed all at once.

The fifteen people present were the strongest male butterfly monsters in Die Mountain.

Normally, we don't see each other, but we see each other when we look up. Who doesn't know each other's background?

————"Lang Huai, when did you break through to the peak of the eighth level of the Great Saint?"

————"I feel like you're not far from the ninth level of the Great Saint!"

————"Impossible!" Lang Lin shook his head, his face full of disbelief, "I remember you were still the sixth level of the Great Saint a few days ago. How could you break through to the eighth level of the Great Saint in just a few days? Even if you got the opportunity and took some heavenly wonder, it shouldn't be so fast."

The Great Saints stared at Lang Huai in surprise, as well as the strange meat ball that kept jumping in his hand, their eyes full of excitement and enthusiasm.

They were not stupid. Combining what Lang Huai said before, they probably guessed the reason why Lang Huai's cultivation increased sharply.

: "What on earth is this?"

Lang Huai put down his raised arm and looked around, "You should still remember the senior I mentioned earlier, right? This thing was given to me by that senior."

"I don't know what it is exactly, but as long as it can improve our cultivation, it is a good thing for us."

"Are there any side effects?" asked a great sage.

The question was quite critical.

We are not fools, and we will not believe in good things that fall from the sky.

Everything in this world is mutual.

What you gain, you will lose relatively.

Lang Huai thought for a moment and said frankly: "Now we are all in the same boat."

"I won't beat around the bush."

He pointed to the meatball in his hand, "Eat this, we can't betray that senior, otherwise, we will die."

The tea room was suddenly silent.

There is no strong man in this world who is willing to hand over his life and death to others.

Moreover, they had never seen the senior that Lang Huai mentioned. What if the other party was extremely vicious? What would happen to them if they fell into his hands?

Lang Huai's words were undoubtedly like a basin of ice water, extinguishing the passion in the hearts of everyone present except him.

The food was good, but they didn't dare to eat it! !

Lang Huai naturally saw the changes in the expressions of the fourteen great saints, but he was not surprised.

"Everyone, what we are going to do in three days, I don't need to describe it anymore, right?"

"By then, whether we can still survive is unknown, and what if our life and death are controlled by others? Yes, that senior is indeed using us, but aren't we also using that senior."

"Now we have been forced to the edge of the abyss, ready to fight to the death, the stronger the better."

Hearing this, the expressions of the great saints present changed.

They naturally knew the danger of making a scene at the mountain master's birthday banquet.

But, if possible, who would be willing to die?

Everyone has a fluke mentality. What if they are lucky enough to survive, and eat this tonight, won't they be controlled by others for the rest of their lives?

They resist this kind of thing from the bottom of their hearts.

Lang Huai saw that they were still hesitating, and couldn't help frowning.

Just when he was about to use the female butterfly demons next door to threaten these people.

A faint voice resounded in every corner of the tea room.

——"Why bother talking so much nonsense with them? Don't eat? Then go to death!"

Lang Huai and others changed their expressions.

Turning around.

Seeing that the door of the tea room was twisted in the void.

A man wearing a blood-stained robe and a smiling fox mask stepped out of the twisted void.

The pressure of the Holy King permeated.

The atmosphere in the tea room instantly dropped to the freezing point, and it was so silent that you could hear a pin drop.

The blood-robed man, with the left eye of the fox mask, glanced around, and the corner of his mouth opened, revealing a cruel smile.

: "Tell me, what do you want to choose."

: "Eat this and cooperate with me, or let me send you to the west now?"

: "Next, I will count to three, and whoever disagrees, I will send him to death."

At this moment, except for Lang Huai, the foreheads of the other great saints broke out in cold sweat, looked at each other, and communicated quickly through voice transmission.

The blood-robed man chuckled and raised a finger, "Three!"

A group of great saints: ? ? ? ?

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