Saying this, Xie Yingyue really has some confidence.

Hearing that she was Xie Hai's sister, Lu Zhao put away her murderous intent, she didn't want to be chased by a fourth-order demon cultivator to the mountain gate anymore.

However, she still made a fierce look on her face, and sneered: "What if it's Xie Hai's sister?" I have a supreme secret method of concealing aura, do you think Xie Hai can catch me? ”

The corners of Xie Yingyue's mouth trembled slightly, and the horror in her eyes almost overflowed.

"However, I don't like to kill female cultivators, so let's talk about the current situation of the demon clan, and if I am satisfied, I will let you go." Lu Zhao raised his eyebrows.

Thinking of this Terran monk asking her why she was wearing a purple robe, Xie Yingyue hurriedly said: "Now in the demon clan, only monks from low backgrounds wear black robes, and the descendants of monks with noble status and no official positions are all purple robes, monks of noble birth and guarding the border can wear brown robes and embroider poor patterns, the demon lord's cronies are blue robes embroidered with a pestle pattern, and the demon lord is a blood robe embroidered with a demon dragon." ”

After thinking about it, Xie Yingyue said again: "Only a monk family that has been passed down for three or four generations will have a noble bloodline. ”

Lu Zhao nodded, judging the nobility according to his background, which means that the monk who was born in the demonic qi now, even if he cultivates the golden pill, can only wear black robes in this life, and it is difficult to have power.

However, such important information was not recorded in the Zhengyi faction, and the elders in the sect were still saying that the demon clan was judging the status based on cultivation.

As the saying goes, knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent will win a hundred battles, looking at the current faction, if one day the man and the demon go to war again, they will definitely suffer a big loss.

When she returns to Mingjian Peak, let's talk about this to Yuanyu Zhenren, after all, her lips are cold and her teeth are cold, and she still wants to hold her thighs for a few more years.

After asking some more about the demons, Lu Zhao asked Gui Jun to seal the five senses of Xie Yingyue's soul, making her temporarily lose her perception of the outside world, and then moved Xie Yingyue to a thick tree, trapped her tightly on the trunk with hemp rope, and pasted a hidden spirit talisman that she was reluctant to use.

Lu Zhao clapped his hands, jumped off the tree, and said to Gui Jun: "The Hidden Spirit Rune will expire in five days, I just need to leave before the Hidden Spirit Rune expires." ”

However, for the sake of insurance, Lu Zhao still left the jurisdiction of Xie Hai, and walked tens of thousands of miles to the northwest, where it was already the junction of the three clans of human demons and demons, and it was said that it was a fifth-order demon cultivator, but on weekdays it was a fourth-order female demon cultivator named Shen Bing.

Lu Zhao didn't know much about the demon clan, so he didn't dare to venture to the demon clan, so he hid in the demon domain and quietly hunted the lone demon cultivator.

There are few trees here, but the soul-haunting grass that feeds on demonic energy grows wantonly, this grass is very evil, as long as it senses the breath of the human monk, the soul-haunting grass within ten miles will grow wildly, entanglement the monk and then strangle.

If the trapped monk wanted to escape, he would need to destroy the Soul Entanglement Grass by the roots.

It can be said that this is a kind of ruthless grass that either you die or I die.

However, for demon cultivators, the Soul Entangler Grass is a good thing, and by sucking the juice in the Soul Entanglement Grass, it can recover from injuries.

Similar to Corpse Vine leaves, but not as effective as Corpse Vine leaves.

Lu Zhao relied on the black stone to conceal his aura, and specially hid in the soul entanglement grass to hunt and kill injured demon cultivators.

After three days, I got four magic pills, but there were only five magic weapons.

After all, the demon cultivators who came to find the Soul Entanglement Grass to heal their wounds were poor ghosts who didn't even have the money to buy pills.

"Kill one more and I'll leave the Demon Realm." Lu Zhao lay in the grass nest and nibbled on the dry steamed buns, and blood beads broke out on his chapped lips.

She had already drunk all the water she had prepared.

"When you go out again, you still have to prepare a few Bigu Dan." She said to Guijun with a bitter face.

One after another, companions disappeared in this soul entanglement grass, and the demon cultivator also became cautious, she had been lying in ambush here for four hours, and the demon cultivator had not yet come in.

After another two hours, a second-order black-robed demon cultivator finally walked into the Soul Entanglement Grass, he held a red fruit in his hand, and muttered while eating: "It's really terrible to be on duty in this place where birds don't, not to mention the thin demonic energy, and you have to be on guard against the sneak attacks of the Terran monks and demon clans at all times, I knew that I would also worship a godfather, at least I have a backer." ”

He had heard that there was a fourth-order monk whose son had been killed by the Terran monks and that he could not be born himself, so he was looking for a good-looking monk everywhere to be accepted as a righteous son.

This demon cultivator walked not far from Lu Zhao, whistling with a sigh in his mouth, and began to untie his belt, Lu Zhao used his divine sense to control the black arrow, and solved him cleanly.

Until he died, he didn't untie the belt of his trousers.

Lu Zhao tested it with a black arrow, and after confirming that it was safe, he cautiously walked to the side of the demon cultivator, Guijun detained the soul of the demon cultivator, Lu Zhao took out the magic pill, put the corpse of the demon cultivator into the storage bag, and walked through the soul entanglement grass with his waist bent, and when he was about to walk out of the area where Shen Bing was in charge, he saw a dense forest, found a corpse vine in it, and put the corpse of the demon cultivator next to the corpse vine.

The corpse vine smelled the smell of blood, and wrapped it up, wrapping the demon cultivator in a few strokes.

Lu Zhao squatted aside and said to Gui Jun: "Later, I will go to the area managed by Xie Hai, find a hidden place, and overtake all the souls you have been detained." ”

It is very likely that there is a fifth-order demon cultivator here, and it is not easy to overshoot.

When I think about it, there are already more than a dozen souls trapped in the black stone.

"Don't worry, wait until you build the foundation." In the sea of knowledge, Gui Jun stood on the black stone, his fingers were lightly hooked, and a woman's soul slowly rose from the black stone.

He shook his head in disappointment, bouncing the soul back into the black stone, muttering, "The soul is really hard to raise. ”

"Okay." Lu Zhao nodded.

An hour later, the corpse vine devoured the corpse of the demon cultivator, and Lu Zhao took some water and returned to the cave where he was resting.

After resting for a while, she probed her divine sense into the storage bag, counting Xie Yingyue's lover, she had a total of five magic pills and six magic weapons: "The spirit stones from selling these magic pills should be enough for me to cultivate for a while." ”

Gu Jun looked at the magic weapon, licked the corners of his mouth, and said, "The magic weapon of the second-order demon cultivator is really boring to eat, why don't you go hunting the third-order demon cultivator?" ”

"Is a third-order demon cultivator so easy to kill?" Lu Zhao sighed and said.

She was alone, and she really wasn't sure that she would quietly hunt down the third-order demon cultivator without alarming any demon cultivators, after all, the third-order demon cultivators were equivalent to the foundation-building cultivators of the human race.

A big realm difference is tantamount to a world of difference.

However, thinking of Gu Jun's promise, Lu Zhao gritted his teeth, "Fight, I'll try to find a third-order demon cultivator later, but you have to be reliable this time, give me a weapon for a girl." ”

Well, that's right, Guijun is going to give her a condensation weapon again.

Others have medium-grade magic weapons, Lu Zhao is very envious in her heart, but her spirit stones are used to widen the meridians, and she has no spare money to buy them, so she can only rely on Guijun.

Guijun patted his chest, "You can watch it this time." ”

As night fell, Lu Zhao packed up his storage bag and continued to walk into the depths of the Demon Domain.

The third-order demon cultivators who were active in the border were all veterans of hunting terrestrial monks and demon clans, and if they wanted to find a weak third-order, they had to go inside.