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Chapter 93: Young Master of Shengxu

"There really is a treasure in Taiwu Mountain! Look at this angry bullfighting posture!"

People from all walks of life looked up at the night sky blankly, their eyes filled with greedy light.

"Listen!"

"There are sounds of fighting inside~ and constant thunder!"

There were many people with advanced cultivation among them. When they listened carefully, they heard bursts of roaring coming from deep in the mountains.

The vitality of heaven and earth is constantly shaking!

"Quick~ Someone will get there first!"

When a warrior who reacted quickly heard the sound of fighting, he immediately flew up and ran towards the rift valley under the cover of darkness.

"Brothers! Come on! The treasure is here!!!"

Seeing several masters leaping towards Taiwu Mountain with flying strides, other warriors who didn't know the truth thought that there was a heavy treasure ahead.

He couldn't help but call his friends and call his fellow disciples.

Suddenly, the outside of the Taiwu Mountains became very lively, and people held up torches and advanced into the mountains.

The torches all over the mountains and plains are like a fire dragon soaring in the dark night.

"Junior, you must die today! No one can escape from my blood-devouring mouth~"

The blood-devouring old demon's eyes were filled with red light, staring closely at the opponent's runic iron chain as the thunderous aura gradually disappeared.

After several brief encounters, he had figured out the details of the other party.

This runic iron chain could only erupt a few times with the astonishing Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, and after that it would not pose any threat to my Blood Demon Technique.

"Pfft~"

Zhao Wuji was hit by the opponent's blood demon energy several times, and his body was exhausted and he suffered heavy injuries.

"Suffer death!"

I saw a huge blood-condensed claw of the blood demon attacking the embarrassed Zhao Wuji.

"Hey~"

At this critical moment, a sharp flying sword flew out from the woods on the right.

"boom!!!"

Brushing Zhao Wuji's bun, he passed by and killed the blood demon's claws with one sword.

"who?"

Seeing that his attack failed again, the old blood-devouring demon couldn't help but became angry and shouted angrily at the deep forest on the right.

Through the dim starlight, Zhao Wuji raised his head with difficulty and finally saw clearly what his benefactor looked like.

I saw a young man in white lying on a bamboo chair. Four old women, about seventy or eighty years old, lifted the bamboo chair and walked slowly towards the rift valley.

The four old women walked slowly, not forgetting to pick up flowers from the flower baskets around their waists and scatter petals into the air.

It has a weird feeling like a goddess scattering flowers!

"You old man, you are so shameless. A hundred-year-old ghost bullies a junior and you are so shameless. How shameless!"

"Is there any dignity left for the strong?"

A feeble voice came from the bamboo chair, mocking the old blood-devouring demon with an unknown expression.

"Who are you?"

The old blood-devouring demon's expression was gloomy and uncertain, and he cautiously looked at the uninvited guests from far to near.

"How presumptuous! Don't you even know our young master with kidney deficiency?"

One of the old women scolded him with a hoarse voice. The sound was like broken tiles scratching the ground, which made people feel uncomfortable all over.

Zhao Wuji, who was sitting paralyzed on the ground, couldn't help but shuddered and trembled after hearing this.

"Grandma Chun, how many times have I told you, it's the Holy Ruins, it's the Holy Ruins, not kidney deficiency!"

The young man in white who was lying on the bamboo chair walked up and explained weakly.

"Young Master with kidney deficiency? I've never heard of that!"

The old blood-devouring demon's eyes flashed red and he looked at them with disdain.

"It is unforgivable to despise the young master so much!"

The other old woman heard the other party's disdainful tone and immediately yelled angrily.

I saw her picking up a petal from the flower basket and throwing it towards the other party.

Peng!!!

The petals seemed to turn into thousands of flowers, turning into a fierce rain of flowers, falling to the opposite side.

"Ping ping ping pong!"

He kept hitting the old demon's bloody robe.

"That's enough, Granny Xia, don't waste your inner strength, the rain of flowers can't hurt him!"

Master Shengxu raised his hand to recall the flying sword, and tried to dissuade Granny Xia beside him with a serious expression.

At this time, the green light behind the old blood-devouring demon and the mysterious Mr. Xiao also appeared in their field of vision.

"Blood-devouring, you are getting more and more unlucky in getting things done!"

When Lu Mang saw Zhao Wuji sitting on the ground unharmed, he couldn't help but come to the side of the old blood-devouring demon and sneered.

"Seizing Soul, if the weapon in that kid's hand hadn't restrained my skills, I would have sucked him into a mummy!"

Hearing the ridicule from his companion, he couldn't help but angrily pointed at the rune chain in Zhao Wuji's arms and explained.

"Yes, it is exactly what triggers the Kirigakure Gate's restrictions!"

Mr. Xiao looked down at the compass in his hand and carefully felt the unique aura of the Kirigakure Gate emitted by the rune iron chain.

In an instant, there was a sound of wind in the forest, and the sound of dense footsteps gradually became louder.

In the blink of an eye, the canyon was brightly lit.

It turned out that people from all walks of life outside the mountains rushed to the scene.

I'm afraid that if I'm slow, I'll miss the treasure!

"Could this old master with red eyes and a ferocious face be the legendary fifth elder of the Blood Demon Sect?"

There were well-informed warriors who carefully observed the confrontation between several people in the field and chatted in whispers.

"Isn't it said that he was killed by a mysterious swordsman in the world a hundred years ago? How could he still be alive?"

"That's right! Brother Qu is still well-informed and well-informed!"

When the old blood-devouring demon heard someone in front of him talking about his humiliating past, he suddenly became furious and his blood-stained eyes became brighter.

"Um, does that person's outfit resemble the geomancer that has been rumored in the world during this time?"

Some people noticed that Mr. Xiao, whose face was covered by a robe next to the Blood-devouring Demon, was dressed and behaved very much like a geomancer, and they couldn't help but speculate.

"Hey, dong, dong, dong, stir-fried onions and green onions!"

"The demons are dancing wildly! This is it!"

Dugu Feng and others who arrived later mingled with the crowd and watched the lively scene.

"See if that person's red color scares you!"

He pointed at the old blood-devouring demon and said jokingly to his junior sister Jiuxiao.

"And that, that, is it green that makes you panic?"

Jiuxiao followed the direction of Dugu Feng's finger and looked at the blood-devouring old demon and the soul-stealing ancestor in the darkness, and couldn't help but shudder. It was indeed as terrifying and inexplicable as he said.

"The green one should be the soul-stealing ancestor, one of the eight protectors of the Divine Soul Sect!"

Hearing this, Ma Tianzong on the side looked at the old man next to the Blood-devouring Old Demon, who was glowing with green light.

"Ah, doesn't it mean that two of the four major demon sects have joined forces to appear?"

"What secret is there in Taiwu Mountain that attracts the attention of so many powerful forces?"

When Dugu Feng heard Captain Ma's explanation, he immediately opened his eyes and looked across curiously.

"Eh? Isn't that the sixteenth prince?"

The thief glanced around the scene, looking here and there, and suddenly he found Zhao Wuji sitting on the edge of the rock in a miserable state.

"Brother! Come here~"

He quietly squeezed through the crowd, came close to Zhao Wuji, waved to him and shouted.

"Um?"

"Brother Ye?"

Exhausted both physically and mentally, Zhao Wuji tried his best to keep an eye on his surroundings, fearing that the old blood-devouring demon would suddenly attack him and kill him.
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