Chapter 341 Monster!

I couldn't help but recall the scene of investigating the Wan Du Men.

Among the three sects of the Demon Cult, only the Ghost King Sect had insufficient number of casualties, not to mention the important figures within the Ghost King Sect, which did not even have a single one.

Now that I think about it, I’m afraid that some members of the cult really did escape.

"The unification of the Demon Cult is a foregone conclusion." Xiao Yicai murmured, standing up, looking out the window with his hands behind his back, worry between his brows.

"Brother Murong, you must bring back the Zhu Xian Sword!"

His brows were filled with worry and he was still uneasy. He turned around and walked out of the room and headed towards the back mountain.

Huqi Mountain.

The densely packed team stretched into the mountains. A rough count showed that there were more than 20,000 people.

There are countless old demon cult members, elite disciples, and so on.

Every few hundred meters in the team, there was a cage as big as a mountain. The cage was covered with a thick black cloth, and from time to time, a bloody smell emanated from it, and low roars could be heard.

Bi Yao stood in front of the door, looking over there curiously, but not seeing tens of thousands of people waiting for the Ghost King Sect's leaders, she fixed her eyes on the huge gray cloth cage.

I was curious, "Xiao Fan, let's go take a look."

Bi Yao walked forward and glanced at the team guarding the cage. They were the elite among the elite of the Ghost King Sect.

"Hey, Liang Lian! What's in this?"

"Deputy Sect Leader! These are the three strange beasts. They have now become the guardian beasts of our sect."

Bi Yao frowned slightly, feeling that something was not right, "Then why are they still locked up?" Just as she was about to step forward, Liang Lian stood in front of Bi Yao.

"What are you doing!" Bi Yao frowned and shouted angrily, taking a step back.

"Deputy Sect Leader, the spirit beast has been injured and is resting. It's better not to disturb it." Liang Lian's forehead was covered with sweat, and a strong murderous intent was fixed on him.

He had no doubt that as long as Bi Yao gave the order, he would become a mummy in an instant.

"Yao'er."

Suddenly, the sound of thousands of people coming was heard. Bi Yao looked at the gray cloth cage with a serious face, turned around, and her face was instantly filled with smiles.

"Daddy!" Not far behind her were Wanrenwang and the Ghost King Sect's high-ranking officials. Biyao rushed into Wanrenwang's arms and called out affectionately, "Daddy!"

As he spoke, three huge cages were pulled into the Ghost King Sect.

Wanren hugged his beloved daughter tightly, then looked Biyao up and down, making sure that nothing was seriously wrong, and then he let out a long sigh of relief.

"Dad, you guys are finally back. Xiaofan and I are the only ones guarding the Ghost King Sect. We are almost bored to death."

Wanrenwang looked at Zhang Xiaofan, the smile on his face not diminishing, "Well, I'll give you a task, let you go out and relax."

Bi Yao's face froze, and she took the letter with the task in a daze, and her mood suddenly became bad. "Oh, I see."

Ten thousand people were startled, and their eyes looked back and forth between Bi Yao and Zhang Xiaofan. Finally, their eyes fell on Bi Yao's waist and abdomen, and emotions burst out in an instant.

I don’t know why, but I suddenly felt empty inside, yet at the same time, somewhat relieved. My emotions were so complicated that I couldn’t tell whether I was happy or sad.

However, he could understand the intimacy between the two, as well as his daughter's shyness and worries, and said with a smile: "When you come back, it's time to prepare for the wedding. These days, I will..."

"Got it, got it. Let's go do the mission. Daddy, you take a rest first."

Tens of thousands of people: "..."

Watching his daughter turn away, his heart aches. Now this is her attitude towards her old father...

Wan Wan Wang was silent for a long while, and finally uttered one sentence, "Girls can't be kept when they grow up."

He waited until Bi Yao and Zhang Xiaofan disappeared before he came back to his senses and turned to walk into the Ghost King Sect.

Not long after, they saw the evil beast Taotie. Everyone felt relieved and smiled, but the smile looked weird and sinister no matter how they looked at it.

"Master, Miss Biyao's marriage..."

Wanrenwang came back to his senses in an instant, looked at Mr. Gui, and then said, "Get ready, it's time for them to get married."

After Mr. Gui left, Wanrenwang stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the empty corridor. A trace of solemnity flashed across his brows, and he remembered Murong Ji's words.

[Although he is young, he is knowledgeable, Yaoer...]

Wanren pinched his thumbs behind his back, feeling doubtful and uncertain. [If this Four Spirit Blood Formation is really as Murong Ji said...]

Ten thousand people were silent for a long time, and they couldn't help but think that the Zhuxian Sword and the several ancestors who had unified the Demon Cult in previous generations were all defeated by the Zhuxian Sword.

[It seems that we must deal with the Zhu Xian Sword. We also need to prepare a way out for Yao Er.] Before we fight, we must think about losing. If we lose, can Bi Yao still take control of the situation?

Outside Zhuoyang City, Yizhuang.

Daoxuan stood in the shadow of the charity cemetery, quietly watching Murong Ji absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, as if it were a bottomless pit. Countless heaven and earth energy rushed into Murong Ji's body, but there was no change in Murong Ji. "Junior Brother Tian, ​​your disciple is a little weird."

As soon as the words fell, a voice came from a coffin in the charity cemetery, "Brother Daoxuan, I am a little curious, where are you going to take us?"

Daoxuan glanced at the coffin and murmured, "Junior Brother Wan's soul has been taken away. I want to find him back."

Tian Buyi suddenly fell silent and thought for a long time, then he said in disbelief: "You want to go to the Dead Abyss! Daoxuan! You are crazy!"

"Haha, I've been crazy for a long time. I've been crazy since Uncle Zheng Tong forced me to choose between the two. Tian Buyi and Cangsong are crazy, so why am I not crazy too!"

Daoxuan raised his head and looked at the sky outside the charity cemetery. It was gradually getting darker, and the light golden sky was full of loneliness.

Suddenly, there was a sound of breaking air.

Daoxuan's heart trembled, and he glanced at the six coffins in the room, which disappeared into the darkness.

The next moment, a figure fell into the yard. The man in black didn't think twice and rushed into the cemetery. He glanced at the coffins placed inside, picked up the one in the middle, and rushed in.

Not long after, a man fell into the yard. He was dressed in gray cloth, with a resolute and courageous face, and a majestic aura without being angry. At first glance, he looked ordinary, but people dared not ignore him.

A crystal clear ice-white ice cone was slowly floating around his body, with flames burning faintly all over it, steaming and burning, which was very terrifying.

Shangguan Ce!
Shangguan Ce put his hands behind his back and glanced around. After making sure that there was nothing unusual, he stepped into the charity cemetery.

After entering the house, he took another look, but there was nothing unusual. He looked up and was shocked. The light here flowed and slowly merged into the innermost coffin.

The scene was strange and horrifying. Shangguan Ce lowered his brows slightly and walked over. He was not afraid of any accidents. With his level of cultivation, he rarely encountered an opponent.

Shangguan Ce looked inside the coffin and was immediately shocked: Murong Ji!
In an instant, new and old grudges came to his mind. He looked at Murong Ji with a sneer, pointed his finger, and a thorn of ice rushed out.

"thorn"

The ice spike just pierced Murong Ji and dissipated instantly, as if it was decomposed and absorbed by something. Shangguan Ce was shocked. Why does this Murong Ji look so familiar!
With doubt and confusion in his heart, he activated a few ice spikes again. Without exception, they all had the same reaction and were instantly decomposed and absorbed.

Shangguan Ce's face was solemn as he looked around the room carefully. At this moment, there was no sign of the lich.

It was not until this moment that he discovered the strangeness of this place. In this dilapidated and abandoned charity cemetery, there were six new coffins, and the air was filled with a very strong evil aura.

It was summer, and there were some birds singing and insects chirping at night, but it was unusually quiet here.

Shangguan Ce secretly practiced his martial arts to protect his whole body. He was careful and alert, and checked the charity cemetery again carefully. There was still nothing unusual.

Then he slowly walked towards the coffins, but he had only taken half a step when he retracted his foot. A cold light flashed in his hand, and the Nine Cold Ice Thorns appeared in his hand.

He walked forward carefully, went to the nearest coffin, slapped the coffin lid with one palm, and looked inside the coffin with a tense body.

He was somewhat surprised, but what he saw was a gentle girl, Zhou Xiaohuan.

Xiaohuan's eyes rolled around, as if signaling and reminding him to look towards the roof.

Shangguan Ce was shocked and when he looked up, he saw a ball of black gas surging on the roof.

Before he could react, endless evil aura rushed towards him, and within the evil aura, there was a faint flash of blue light.

"bump!"

Shangguan Ce didn’t even see how the other party made his move. With a loud bang, he flew backwards, broke the broken wooden windows and walls, and fell heavily in the yard.

"Pfft! Ahem!"

Shangguan Ce spat out a mouthful of blood, feeling terrified. What kind of strength was this guy? He was first-rate in the world. Who on earth was he? He hadn't even been able to defeat him at all.

Thinking of Murong Ji, he might be the famous figure who protected him, but I have never heard of such a person!
"Which senior of Qingyun Sect are you? Shangguan Ce is here to pay his respects!"

"roll!"

Shangguan Ce looked at the evil aura surging in the charity cemetery and his heart tightened. Without hesitation, he turned around, picked up the magic weapon, and disappeared into the night.

At this moment, Murong Ji was slowly absorbing the moonlight and starlight in the night.

Daoxuan jumped down from the roof, walked to Tian Buyi's coffin, opened the coffin lid, and saw an extra man in black inside.

"Who are you?!"

Daoxuan was wearing a black robe at this time, but his appearance could not be seen.

Daoxuan didn't say anything, but reached out to grab inside the coffin. Before he could grab it, a white light flashed and rushed towards Murong Ji's coffin.

Daoxuan was shocked, and when he reacted, Murong Ji's coffin had already broken through the wall and left the charity cemetery.

"evildoer!"

With a roar, Daoxuan's eyes turned from gray to red before he finished speaking! With murderous intent all over his body, he rushed out the door.

(End of this chapter)