"You..."

Even though his head was shattered, Hou Luo still retained the last bit of strength, and his eyes that were almost about to collapse turned around, and his white and black pupils looked at Zhu Wuxian.

The skull shattered, the brains splattered, red and white, and a pair of dead fish-like eyes stared straight at it.

"Flesh?" Zhu Wu's heart moved, and the blood and qi in his body flowed slowly, sensing where the problem was.

Hou Luo's cultivation of demonic skills and evil arts seems to be refining qi, but in addition to refining qi, he can also refine blood qi, even if the head is shattered, the heart is still functioning, and he will not be able to die for a while.

"Outer Dao Demon Cultivation, it is really evil, and it can actually refine the body with the method of refining qi." Zhu Wuwu's toes suddenly rose and kicked Hou Luo's heart.

A kick goes straight through the body, and the toes come out of the back of the heart.

Retracting his feet, Hou Luo's bulging dead fish eyes disappeared, and his body fell limply, turning into a pool of pus and blood.

"Humph!"

Zhu Wuxian stomped his feet, his body flew out diagonally, when he entered the city, he felt five strange breaths in the city, he thought it was the back hand of the Lingfeimen monk in the city, but he didn't expect it to be a demon cultivator who had blended into the city.

"Bang!"

He landed heavily in a small courtyard, and his feet were splashed with dirt.

"Reiki?" Zhu Wuxian frowned, "This is the Spirit Gathering Array?"

This should be the residence of the Lingfeimen monk, but I didn't expect him to be able to gather the spirit array.

"That's not right!

Zhu Wuxian raised his head sharply and looked into the house, "I fell in the courtyard and caused such a big movement, even if he was seriously injured, he should be aware of it."

That strange aura is also here! Zhu Wuxian's brows furrowed, his feet exploded, and the whole person turned into a bolt of lightning and rushed into the middle of the house.

The door with the defensive formation exploded and he rushed in.

Inside the house, He Fang was bound by blood-colored spiritual power, hanging on the beams in the room, his legs hung down, and he just stepped on the table, one leg was dripping with blood, and the flesh and bones were separated, revealing white bones.

A demon cultivator in a dirty robe held a knife in one hand and a plate containing two or three pieces of meat cut from his thigh.

The robe is pickled, all greasy dirt and blood stains that have been coagulated, and you can see the exquisite workmanship under the robe through the oil and mud, and the dragon and phoenix embroidered with gold and silver threads.

Although He Fang was sane, he was imprisoned by the blood-colored spiritual power, and he could only endure the pain alive.

When Zhu Wuxian broke through the door, the demon correction pricked a piece of meat with a knife and put it in his mouth.

"Woo, woo." Seeing the closed door being broken, He Fang looked excited and struggled to make a sound.

Mo Xiu put down the knife plate in his hand, took out a black hand towel out of nowhere, folded it and wiped the blood stains left on his mouth, and was girlish, "Another one, I have something to eat today." ”

"Outer Dao Demon Cultivator, you should be killed!" Zhu Wuxian directly pounced on the tiger and punched the demon cultivator's heart.

"Hehehe, just because you're a little guy who refines five levels of qi and still wants to kill me, your parents haven't taught you, and when you see the demon cultivator, run away..."

Mo Xiu chuckled and dodged away, his body twisted, neither male nor female.

"Phew!"

The crimson waist knife flashed with a sharp edge, slashing the shoulder of the demon cultivator obliquely, and after slashing the heart, the blade of the knife rotated, stirring the demon cultivator's heart.

"You..." Demon Xiu looked at Zhu Wushu in shock, unable to say a word.

Zhu Wushu put away his fists and feet, stood two or three steps away, and coldly watched the crimson waist knife drill a big hole in the mouth of the demon cultivator's heart.

If the demon cultivator who refines the nine levels of qi wants to escape, he really can't catch it, so he can only use some means, one bright and one dark, to kill him.

Although the waist knife does not have a spirit pattern, it is not inferior to the pine pattern sword with the skill of the sword.

The crimson waist knife flew back into the storage bag, reached out and summoned another talisman, and a flame sprayed on the demon cultivator's body, turning into ashes.

The demon cultivator died, and the imprisonment on He Fang's body was self-freed.

"Thank you for your help." He Fang dragged a right leg that had been cut into a skeleton, endured the pain, and weakly surrendered his hand to Zhu Wuxian.

I wish you no injury in return, "I wish you no injury in the next Xuanmen, listen to the order of the Taihemen Agni Zhenren, and come here to strangle the demon cultivator." ”

He Fang pointed to his right leg and laughed miserably, "I have a stump leg, and the spiritual power in my body has also been lost, I'm afraid I can't help Daoyou, I hope Daoyou will forgive me."

Daoyou's hidden cultivation technique is very clever, although I can't see Daoyou's cultivation, I think it's much higher than the demon cultivation that ate my leg to consolidate the cultivation of the ninefold realm of Qi refining, and I can't repay it, this is a Zhuji Dan, and I have the right to repay Daoyou's life-saving grace and reward Daoyou for coming to help. ”

Zhu Wuxian took the wooden box that floated over, a round and jade elixir, exuding a mysterious aura, thinking in his heart, the sleeping tiger function let me go to the twelfth qi refining twelve, but Qing Zu did not say whether he could build a foundation by himself.

"Thank you Daoyou for giving Dan, Daoyou can recuperate with peace of mind, and leave the affairs of the city to me."

He Fang nodded, "That's all." “

Zhu Wuxian's feet lit up with five-colored streamers, swept out of the courtyard, and rushed towards the nearest demonic cultivation aura.

With a wave of his hand, a formation shrouded the courtyard, and from the outside, the courtyard was empty.

The streamer went out, and I wished no harm and landed in a tall mansion with a stable in front of me.

Three horses huddled in front of the trough and ate the hay that the horse keeper had added in the middle of the night.

Zhu Wuxian's face was indifferent, looking at these three horses, their fur was smooth, fat and strong.

After breaking through the sevenfold refining body, his extremely powerful intuition told him that the demon cultivator was hidden in the stable in front of him.

Take a step forward and look at the manger, Huo, eggs, soybeans, delicate feed, eat better than people.

The horse in the middle suddenly snorted, Zhu Wuxian stretched out his hand and stroked it gently, and then a punch protruded, blowing a fierce wind, and hit the right horse on the forehead.

The crimson waist knife burst out of the storage bag, and a red thread cut through the night sky and slashed at the horse's belly.

The steed broke in two in the middle, and out of the torn belly rolled a man dying, covered in slime.

"You... How did you find me? Demon Xiu looked at Zhu Wuxian unwillingly, and opened his mouth weakly, the transformation technique he had painstakingly studied was actually recognized by this person in such a short period of time!

Zhu Wuxian's expression is still the same, his hand comforts the frightened horse, the red waist knife first cuts the heart, and then stabs into the heavenly spirit, this demon cultivation is too weird, it can hide in the horse's belly, and it can control the horse freely, and it can't be guarded against.

"You haven't owned a horse, so you don't know how to dress up a horse."

Mo Xiuqiang's raised neck fell, and he closed his eyes after hearing Zhu Wuxian's words.

The talisman was activated, and a flame ignited.

"Huh? It's—" Zhu Wuxian soothed the frightened two horses, and saw a black object in the flames.

The flying sword was gently raised.

"Storage bags?" Zhu Wuxian saw clearly what the thing was, "Those two demon cultivators who refine qi nine times don't have storage bags on their bodies, they actually have them on them, they must be unusual, maybe there is a spell hidden in the horse's belly." ”

I wish no hurt for a while, although that technique is useless to me, but such a strange method is really curious.

"That's it, Senior Sister won't let me see the Demon Cultivation Method, if it's an evil art, it will go against Senior Sister's will."

With a move of his fingers, spiritual power erupted from the pine sword, wrapping the storage bag inside.

The five elements turn around and turn the storage bag into ashes.

He withdrew his sword and turned to leave.

"That's not right." Zhu Wuxian's footsteps paused, "The emotion exuded by the horse under my command just now when he saw that the demon cultivator did not kill was not fear, it was fear!"

There is also only one horse's nocturnal food in the manger.

The horse on the far side was also eating the fodder in the trough, but he only dared to eat some scraps on the horns. “

Zhu Wuxian smiled silently, retreated slightly, turned around and twisted his fist, his fist was as hard as steel, and his fist bones were like peaks, and he bombarded the horse under his command just now.

Seeing Zhu Wuxian turn around, there was a hint of luck in the horse's eyes, and he lowered his head and ate the soybeans and eggs in the trough.

"Boom!"

An unexpected punch hit the horse in the middle.

The horse fell on its side, and the entire horse's head was shattered with a punch.

A cavity appears in the horse's neck, and the horse's belly can be seen at a glance, and a pair of red eyes flashed in it.

"Phew!"

A bright crimson reappeared, piercing in the middle of the eyes, and then emerging from behind the horse.

"The nose is very good, but you even grabbed the forage for the horses, it seems that the demon cultivators outside this pass are in a difficult situation, a good thing!"

I wish you no harm, and the spiritual light rises under your feet and sweeps into the air.

……

A house at the foot of the city.

More than a dozen white bones were piled up in the gloomy tiled house, and every inch of the white bones had traces of gnawing, licking and biting, and there was no flesh and blood.

Blood seeped through the cracks in the closed door, and a disgusting smell rushed through the house.

Zhu Wuxian twitched his nose, his eyes suddenly became ruthless, such a fishy smell of blood, I don't know how many people this demon cultivator has eaten.

"Bang!"

The sturdy body smashed straight into the roof.

White bones were piled up in the corners, and in the center was a girl carved in pink and jade, about eleven or twelve years old, covering her ears with her hands, her head buried between her knees and shivering.

A demon cultivator landed on all fours, blood-colored saliva flowing down from Ha's tongue, and was slowly approaching the female baby.

The loud sound attracted the demon cultivator, and the blood color that almost condensed into substance swept from his eyes to Zhu Wuxian.

"Evil beast!" Zhu Wuxian raised his hand, and the red waist knife slashed through the darkness in the house and flew out from under the flank, striking at the demon cultivator, and a five-element trapped array in his hand was also set towards him.

This demon cultivator was originally a Qi Refining Nine Heavy Cultivator, and after eating so many people, I'm afraid it won't be far from Zhuji, if he is allowed to run away, everyone in this city will have to die!

In a flash of inspiration, the gloomy hut turned into a vast expanse of yellow sand.

Zhu Wuxian exhaled lightly, it seems that although this beast's cultivation has gone further, he has lost a lot of spiritual intelligence, and he does not dodge or dodge in the face of the formation flying sword.

Licking his lips, he surrounded the red waist knife, "Dog thing, I'll kill you today!" ”

Demon Xiu felt uneasy, and restlessly stare at his limbs in place, and a thick fishy black gas erupted from his mouth, which continued to emanate outward, enveloping both of them.

"Poisonous!"

The black mist not only stinks, but also makes the body feel a faint tingling.

Zhu Wuxian held his breath, pinched the magic trick, and in an instant, the stars shifted, and the position of the two of them changed from the vast desert to a quiet lake.

The lake is surrounded by towering giant trees, ancient vines and cypresses, lush and green.

The two of them landed in the lake, and the fishy black gas that kept spewing out of the Demon Cultivator's mouth was stunned.

Zhu Wuxian saw the right time, the crimson waist knife fell into the water, split the waves, cut through the lake water, and hit the heart of the demon cultivator.