Chapter 63: It doesn't matter

The young man in the green shirt was not polite to these beasts, and his body moved forward, and he suddenly rushed out, like thunder.

Because his realm was more than raised by the Ninth Master's talisman at this moment, every time he took a step, the earth would roar and vibrate, like a dragon undulating.

The bloodline of this group of monsters is pure, and their cultivation is not low, and in the face of the light wheel that seems to be about to burn everything in the world, they have not been burned and annihilated, but they flick the hooves of the cow one by one, and let out an uneasy roar.

Seeing that the human race was rushing towards his side without knowing whether he was alive or dead, under the leadership of a similar monster with a body shape of four or five zhang high, he quickly arranged a formation, and more than ten bull demons quickly stepped forward, forming a semicircle in turn, just waiting for the other party to enter the formation.

Seeing this, Lu Guan just sneered, and the speed of his body rushing forward suddenly accelerated a few points, and in an instant, he made contact with the bull demon in front of him, and smashed out with a punch, the fist was shocked, and the two monsters closest to him had been smashed into a mess of flesh and blood.

His momentum was amazing, he kept moving forward, and the whip leg popped out, the force was like splitting a mountain, and he was indomitable, kicking on the head of a monster, and suddenly his head broke and blood flowed, and then he raised his hand and waved his palm, and the entire body of the monster with a broken head was immediately slapped into the air, smashing the already formed array out of a gap.

The young man in the green shirt is like a killing god, and no demon is his enemy.

Soon, there were more stumps and severed arms on the battlefield, and countless blood drops flowed on the ground, slowly converging into a small stream, and finally converging into the black river not far away, rushing towards the distance, not knowing where to return.

On the other side, Zhong Wangwu is also in a good weather, and a simple and atmospheric treasure seal appears in the palm of his hand, and the mountains and rivers on it are looming, and the spiritual light is flowing, like a fairy mist.

Although this treasure has not been completely refined, Zhong Wangwu is extremely handy in using it.

Behind him, there were dozens of Daomen precious talismans suspended, and a touch of purple-gold spiritual rhyme appeared on each talisman, and the fairy light flowed.

Tengyun drove the fog to search all the way, and with the help of the Heavenly Eye Vision, he found a lot of places where ghosts and ghosts gathered, all of which were places like some cold mass graves.

This time, he came to a secluded mass grave, surrounded by a strange tall tree, the main trunk is gray, the leaves are extremely large, and there are strange lines distributed on it.

With a flick of his fingertips, a drop of essence blood gathered on a talisman floating around, and in an instant, the heavens and the earth changed color, and the golden talisman galloped like lightning, stopping in the sky above the mass grave, and the golden threads as thin as gossamers fell from the talismans, deeply rooted in the edge of the mass graves, and then these golden threads gradually became thick and tough, forming a huge golden cage that just encompassed the entire mass grave.

The countless ghosts and ghosts that inhabited here began to struggle violently, and some accidentally bumped into the golden cage, and the ghosts that were already ghosts were burned with a hideous wound on their bodies in an instant.

Moreover, there was a blazing flame rising from the wound, which had the potential to spread throughout its body, and the profound ghost creature immediately made a decision and used magic to remove the wound from the body.

But those with low cultivation are not very lucky, or as soon as they hit the golden cage, they will be instantly annihilated, and even if they are lucky enough not to die, they will soon be engulfed by the fireworks spreading from the wound.

Zhong Wangwu threw out the treasure seal in his hand, and the purple-golden light of the Dao fell down, forming a long whip with thick wrists, which was pulled by the young Taoist priest with his mind, and constantly swayed towards those surviving ghosts.

In less than a moment, the ghosts in this mass grave were swept away, and the methods were brutal.

If it weren't for the Ninth Master's rune that made his cultivation skyrocket, it would be difficult for him to cast such a costly spell at present.

Subsequently, the down-and-out Taoist priest withdrew the treasure seal, and with a move in his heart, a white jade net bottle with a white body and a bright treasure light appeared in his hand.

Inject spiritual energy into it, and a pure gray-white mist rises from the golden cage, and it is all contained in the bottle.

These mist were actually the pure origin left behind by those ghost creatures after they passed away, but he didn't have the spiritual realm of Lu Guan, so he naturally didn't dare to act recklessly, so he refined it like this.

Only after the white jade pure bottle has completely stripped away the yin and evil qi in it, will he start to improve the rank of the yin god and yang god.

In the small world of the prison, the three of them killed the enemy like hemp, and with the help of the rune, they would hardly encounter an opponent worthy of their attention, and they would be over with a horizontal push all the way.

However, how prosperous and glorious the Miracle Lu Clan was in the past, the true area of the Miracle Cave Heaven was countless times wider than what was currently shown.

The number of demons and demons accumulated over 10,000 years, the number of prisoners in the past generations is astronomical, even if the three of them are invincible, it is destined to take a lot of effort to complete it completely.

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In Chonglou Town, it was not calm at this time, after Lu Guan and the three entered the prison, Jiu Ye's eyes sank, looked at a certain place in the town, sighed, and after all, he did not startle the snake in advance.

And Qin Wen, who was staying in the backyard of the Gu family, was restless for no reason and trembled.

He is not a real person, as a demon race, walking in the world of gods, he will generally refine a few human clones in case of emergency.

After all, although the new head of the Lu clan has not yet grown up completely, with Xu Jiuyuan, an old monster who doesn't know how many years he has lived, he can't be too careful.

This is a strong person who followed Lu Zu back then and traveled to several places in the world, but he fought with his own ancestor Ji Ze.

And there are rumors in his hometown that his ancestor won it was not glorious back then, so later Lu Zu passed on to Xu Jiuyuan a technique to restrain the demons, and the rickety old man was behind the butt of the ancestor of Ji Ze, and he chased and killed him for decades.

In the process, the two sides spanned several worlds, and if it weren't for the Taoist Ancestor personally intervening, there might not have been much turmoil.

Just at that moment just now, Qin Wen was extremely sure in his heart that his demon identity had been discovered, and there was no reason for this feeling, but he was able to survive in the hometown where demons were rampant, and climbed to the big backer of Patriarch Jize, which was inseparable from his mysterious and mysterious induction.

But the next moment, a trace of doubt appeared on Qin Wen's face, since the other party had already discovered him, why didn't he do it at the first time.

He was puzzled, and finally laughed at himself, anyway, it was a dead end, it didn't matter.