Chapter Forty-Eight: Making Slaves Raiding Demon Cultivators Crazy
When Luo Tian arrived at the screaming place, he saw three figures surrounding a thin monk.
Although the emaciated monk struggled to resist with a blade made of crystal beast shells, the three monks who were besieging him also held rudimentary blades. The emaciated monk was outnumbered after all, and slowly collapsed in another scream at the last moment when Luo Tian arrived.
The three monks who participated in the siege all had hideous faces and blood-red eyes. Seeing Luo Tian appear, he looked vigilant, and the rudimentary crystal beast remnant blade in his hand also pointed at Luo Tian. Luo Tian was mentally prepared for this scene, slowly raised his hands to make a gesture that he would not make a move, and took a step back.
The three monks relaxed slightly, but soon the eyes of the three of them were staring at the crystal snake waist pouch on Luo Tian's waist at the same time, and the spiritual water that swayed with Luo Tian's movements suddenly attracted the attention of the three of them.
"Alas!"
Luo Tian sighed in his heart, knowing that he might not be able to be good.
Sure enough, the three monks almost just glanced at each other and then launched their exercises to rush towards Luo Tian. However, it may be that they have been on the hunger line for a long time and have just had a battle, and the movements of the three of them are inevitably a little messy and their breath is unsteady.
The purple cloud trick in his body was running Luo Tian's body reached the side of the monk on the left in an instant, the monk was terrified, as if he didn't expect Luo Tian to have such speed, and he wanted to open his mouth to call for help, but the crystal scorpion tail dagger that Luo Tian had stabbed out pierced into his shoulder; The other two monks looked miserable when they saw this, and then they retreated at the same time, looked at each other, and fled with the body of the monk they had just killed and their wounded companions.
In the escaping room, he actually used the exercises, and in this sand sea, there was no spiritual power, only sufficient spiritual water to replenish the consumption of true qi and spiritual power in the body. This desperate method of escaping is tantamount to looking for death, which shows that the two of them are afraid of what kind of journey Luo Tian has reached.
However, the two of them also saw the opportunity to decide that if they hesitated, with Luo Tian's ferocity that he was now able to single-handedly take on four second-level crystal beasts without being defeated, I was afraid that they could only end up with hatred.
Looking down at the monk under him who was convulsed by the poison of the crystal scorpion paralysis, there was only indifference in his eyes and said lightly: "Do you want to end the pain?"
"I don't have spiritual water on me, and you won't get spiritual water if you kill me, the spiritual water is in the hands of that demon cultivator!" To Luo Tian's surprise, the monk did not beg for mercy, but looked at Luo Tian with a relieved expression.
"Demon Cultivator?" Luo Tian was shocked in his heart and asked with doubts in his eyes, "Where did the Demon Cultivator come from?" Immediately he found a surging gray aura in the monk's eyes, which made him think of the records in the classics, but he couldn't be sure.
The monk glanced greedily at the crystal snake waist pouch on Luo Tian's waist, twitched and said intermittently: "We don't know, we have been caught by this demon cultivator since the first day we entered the trial space. Then he planted a contract and became his slave. He forced us to plunder the spiritual water and kill the crystal beasts for him. We have no choice but to kill."
Slave!?
Luo Tian was furious in his heart, and the slave used the insidious blood slave contract to bind the other party's soul, and then used it for his own use.
It can be said that once you become a blood slave, life and death are between the thoughts of the master.
This blood slave contract is a method of demon cultivation, and it can also be said to be the basic method of demon cultivation. The number of slaves can increase with the level of the demon cultivator, so to speak, any demon cultivator is by no means fighting alone. Instead, he formed a team with his slaves to kill, which is why a spiritual cultivator of the same level under normal circumstances can't compete with a demonic cultivator.
"Where is the demon cultivator?" Luo Tian's eyes were already full of killing intent, even if there was a deep hatred between the cultivators, they would let go of their hatred and choose to cooperate in front of the demon cultivators, because all the monks understood the horror of the demon cultivators.
If you don't want to face that kind of desperate horror, you can only nip the demon cultivation in the bud to prevent the terrible consequences once the demon cultivation is completed. The tide of demon cultivation five hundred years ago, and the blood-robed demon cultivation decades ago had made the monks of the Heavenly Realm pay a terrible price; it was a disaster in the cultivation world, and it was a tragic scene that no monk wanted to happen again, whether it was good or evil, killing demon cultivation was the first priority.
"Where is the oasis! The demon cultivator himself is hiding in the oasis, and our envoys and slaves were instructed by him to kill and plunder the monks who came here. The monk twitched, barely pointing out a direction for Luo Tian.
Luo Tian's eyes were full of light, and the thoughts in his heart kept coming, where did he think that this trial space could even be entered by demon cultivators; could it be that demon cultivators could also inherit the Xuantian Gong method of the Nine Realms of Xuantian? Since he had mixed into the demon cultivators, Luo Tian naturally couldn't let it go lightly, no matter whether the cultivation was enough or not, there was no reason to avoid it far away.
In fact, Luo Tian still had an idea in his heart, that is, to gather the monks who had not yet been harmed by the demon cultivator to crusade against this evil demon cultivator. One is to get rid of the evil, and the other is to work together to build trust and face this cruel sand sea space together. Of course, Luo Tian himself didn't have hope for the second thought, and in the face of the supreme three-day inheritance, no monk could calmly deal with it and share it with others.
In the final analysis, cultivation is like a single-plank bridge, if you become it, then I will not be able to, and only by eliminating the other party can we achieve our own prestige.
Looking down, Luo Tian's eyes flashed with inexplicable affection, and he pulled out his crystal scorpion tail dagger, and the monk closed his eyes with a faint smile at Luo Tian and said, "Fellow cultivator, if possible, please avenge me!"
"Don't worry!" said Luo Tian and stabbed the crystal scorpion tail dagger fiercely.
At the same time that Luo Tian stabbed the tail dagger, a man with a dark face like carbon who was frantically loosening his body on a female cultivator and his face was full of obscenity, suddenly opened his reddish eyes
"Dead one? huh, a bunch of useless things."
The female cultivator who was ravaged by the demon cultivator should have a delicate face, her face was as white as frost, her naked snow-white delicate body was covered with scratches, and her path was oozing blood, and when she heard the demon cultivator's abuse, her godless eyes revealed a trace of life, and a sneer hung on her bleak face: "You have to die sooner or later!
"Huh?" Demon Xiu's carbon-like appearance flowed out of the sinister, and then the corners of his mouth cracked and lewd and smiled: "Yes? But before that, the deity will love you well! haha" Like a madman, the demon cultivator suddenly emitted a terrifying power, and instantly buried the female cultivator who was like a drowning baby;
The demon cultivator was already fully cultivated, and the weak nun soon fainted, and the demon cultivator seemed to have the intention of torturing the nun to death, and suddenly picked up the nun and bit her neck, and the painful stimulation made the nun wake up. However, when the pain began, the demon cultivator began to frantically suck the blood of the female cultivator, and somehow used to make the female cultivator's body glow with a strange red tide, and moaned inexplicably.
This demon cultivator turned out to be the transformation of the blood cultivator in the ghost cultivator
The expression on the nun's face was by no means joyful, but fear was mixed with pain, she didn't know what she saw in her eyes, she opened her mouth wide and couldn't make a sound.
In the strange atmosphere, two monks with their heads bowed slowly walked in, and stood there motionless.
A hint of teasing flashed in Demon Xiu's eyes, and he snorted coldly: "Raise your head and show it to the deity!"
The two monks didn't dare to disobey, and with unbearable on their faces, they could only watch the demon cultivator torture the dying female cultivator, and if Luo Tian was there, he would find that these two were the two of the three who escaped. Just listen to the voice of the demon cultivator yin owl echoing:
"How is it? How do you feel when you see your beloved sister being pitied by the deity? Hahahaha monk! Damn it! Damn! Damn dare to hurt me! Hahaha I didn't expect it, the deity didn't die. ”
"I even entered this trial space for some reason, hum, without those damn old guys, I want to turn all the monks here into slaves! Wait, Jin Chanzi!