Although Juhato also had the elixir, the effect was not satisfactory. His body was still aging, which made him very anxious. He needed medicine that could make him younger.
Hearing that there was a medicine for immortality, he couldn't help but become happy and said: "My son, you have won the heart of a father."
Then he smiled and said to Wu Bei: "Sir, please take out your medicine. As long as the effect is good, the price is negotiable."
Wu Bei looked at Zhu Hatuo, and he found that there was a powerful energy field behind this man. In the energy field, there were millions of innocent souls screaming in agony, and they all looked like Yanlong people.
The resentment of these Yanlong people was transformed into a kind of energy, which was injected into a piece of black human bone worn on Zhuhato's chest. The human bone released some energy to keep his body healthy.
However, this energy is not pure, so he is still aging, and will become older and weaker.
His eyes were about to spit out fire as he stared at Zhu Hato and said, "You killed millions of Yanlong people to refine this evil magic weapon!"
Zhu Hato frowned: "Who are you, and how do you know about me?"
Wu Bei's eyes widened and he said: "Those who kill must pay with their lives! Zhu Hato, your death has come!"
Zhu Hato sneered: "Ignorant person, how dare you want to kill me?"
"Death!" Wu Bei punched Zhu Hato in the air.
His strength is not weaker than that of Zhen Jun. Even an elephant will be beaten into pulp with this punch.
However, Zhu Hato just waved his hand, and a terrifying power condensed into a big black hand. With a swoop in the air, Wu Bei flew away.
"boom!"
Wu Bei flew backwards for dozens of meters and smashed the wall. He felt uncomfortable for a while. That blow was almost equivalent to the strength of a cave master!
Fortunately, his physique was much stronger, and although the blow was uncomfortable, he was not injured.
Zhu Hatuo laughed: "Boy, I have absorbed the power of millions of Yanlong people and have the ability to kill gods. How can you be my opponent!"
Wu Bei said coldly: "You are indeed very strong, but I can defeat you because evil will not prevail against good! Heavenly Buddha's demon-suppressing style, Qi!"
He rose into the sky, communicating with the Buddhist world in his mind, and a phantom of the Buddha appeared above his head, with immeasurable might and power, as powerful as the sky. A golden hand transformed by the power of the Buddha suppressed it with a "rumbling" sound.
The ears of everyone present heard the Buddha's name. Zhuhatuo was shocked. He stretched his hands upwards, and infinite black light emerged, condensing into a ferocious monster, resembling a wolf and a tiger.
"boom!"
Pressing down with his big hand, the monster was instantly annihilated. The human bones on Zhu Hato's chest cracked open, and millions of innocent souls rushed out, screaming towards him.
Zhu Hato himself has no cultivation skills. Now that he has lost the protection of the evil magic weapon, he immediately becomes the target of revenge by the evil spirits. They bite him, eat his flesh, drink his blood, gnaw his bones, and dig out his internal organs!
Zhu Hato screamed loudly and was eaten to the dregs in a few seconds! These millions of innocent souls turned into a long black dragon and circled around Wu Bei, as if to express gratitude to him, and then rushed towards him.
To Zhuhato’s people!
There were thousands of people in Zhu Hato's family, ranging from the elderly to the infants who were only a few months old. Without exception, they were all killed by the evil spirits, and they died miserably!
Not counting this, the evil ghosts continued to attack and began to kill the warlords who had harmed them, their subordinates, and family members.
It was a bloody night. Hundreds of thousands of people died in Java that day, all of them died in horrible circumstances and the cause of death was unknown!
The Javanese authorities urgently mobilized various forces, but still could not stop the situation. When the sun rose, the death toll reached 590,000!
Java did not dare to announce the truth. It only said that a plague broke out and sent troops to seal off the scene.
At this time, Wu Bei had left Java and returned to the headquarters of the Black Sky Sect. In his opinion, repaying injustice with injustice and revenge with hatred are the cycles of heaven. Therefore, he did not interfere with the revenge of those millions of wronged souls.
In fact, after revenge is taken, the resentment of the wronged souls will dissipate and gradually dissipate between heaven and earth. All ashes will return to ashes, and soil will return to earth.
In the early morning, Zhou Mei hurried over and said: "Master, I found the cave of the Ghost Dragon King."
Wu Bei's eyes lit up. The Ghost Dragon King had many crystal skulls on hand, and these things all contained powerful curses.
"Okay! Let's go now!"
Just as he was about to leave, Jiang Yuexin appeared with Yan Li.
Yan Li was still sitting in the wheelchair. She bowed slightly to Wu Bei and said, "I have met the Black Sky Cult Master."
Wu Beidao: "Sage Yan, have you decided to form an alliance with me, the Black Heaven Sect?"
Yan Li said calmly: "At this moment and at that moment, the Black Sky Sect is like the Sun Sky. I have no reason not to cooperate with you."
Wu Bei nodded: "Okay. How did you cooperate with the Tiangui Sect in the past? Now you can cooperate with me, the Black Sky Sect, and I won't let you suffer."
Yanli said: "Thank you very much, Master. Yanli is willing to cooperate sincerely with the Black Sky Sect."
She added: "I just heard that the leader is going out?"
Wu Bei thought that this Yan Li was a saint from the witch sect and knew the curse very well, so he immediately asked: "Do you know about the Ghost Dragon King?"
Yan Li: "Of course I know. This person has many powerful methods. I used a trick to kill him that day."
Wu Bei: "Did you know that the Ghost Dragon King has a crystal skull in his hand, and that the skull has a powerful curse sealed?"
Yan Li was surprised: "Crystal Skull? Has the leader seen it?"
Wu Bei nodded: "Of course I have. You are so nervous. Do you know the origin of these skeletons?"
Yan Li nodded: "These cursed objects belong to our Holy Witch Sect!"
Wu Bei: "Oh? Is it something from your Holy Witch Sect? Why was it taken away by the Ghost Dragon King?"
Yan Li: "If the leader has time, I would like to tell the leader about the past of the Holy Witch Sect."
Wu Bei: "Okay, please come and sit in the main hall."
The group came to the Jusheng Temple. Wu Bei asked people to serve tea and listened to Yan Li's story about the history of the Holy Witch Sect.
The Holy Witch Sect has a very long history. It is an ancient sect that has been passed down from prehistoric times to the present. More than a thousand years ago, before the rise of Xilanism, the Holy Witch Sect was a major sect in Southeast Asia and even South Asia, closely related to Buddhism.
Fight in separate courts.
Later, with the strong rise of the Xilan Sect and more and more believers, the Holy Witch Sect was marginalized. At that time, the Xilan Sect sent a large number of masters to besiege the Holy Witch Sect. Under such a situation, the Holy Witch Sect was not as good as the other day.
One day, it gradually declined.
Yan Li was trained by the Holy Witch Sect since she was a child, hoping that she could strengthen the Witch Sect and restore its former glory. At that time, Yan Li got the Holy Witch Sect's treasure, the Divine Crown of the Witch King. Among the divine crowns, there is the Witch King
His divine power, with it, is almost equivalent to an Immortal Master in the Cave Realm!
Before Yan Li, no one could activate the Witch King's Crown, but Yan Li did it, and everyone in the Wumen saw the hope of rising!