Wei Tu was very impressed with Sun Yu.

Fifteen years ago, it was Sun Yu who led the Xianmen law enforcement team to take him away from Xiaya Mei's house and issued a conscription order to him.

If that's all there is, the public will not be able to hold a grudge against Sun Yu.

But on the contrary, Sun Yu has more verbal ridicule and jokes about him in addition to official business.

In addition, Sun Yu also used the topic to play to suppress people and stripped a lot of the Xia Ya Mei family.

"Let's see if there's a good opportunity to start." With old hatred in his heart, Wei Tu will not be in a hurry to leave, his eyes flashed a few times, and he used the colorful phantom moth to watch the progress of the battle situation in front of him.

It is also a master of Wei Tuyi who is bold, he has several powerful magic weapons on his body at this time, and he also has a double cultivation of the law body, so he thinks that after Sun Yu and others find out, he can retreat with his whole body.

At this moment, on the valley about ten miles away from Weitu.

The battle is becoming tense.

Sun Yu urged a silver crescent blade to confront the demon monk on the opposite side.

For a while, it was difficult for the two sides to distinguish the winner from the loser.

That's when it happened.

The situation changed suddenly.

A wizened dwarf in the queue of demonic monks suddenly took out a silver orb the size of a chicken, and he sneered a few times, reciting the silver orb.

In an instant, several scarlet yin winds poured out from inside the silver orb, blowing towards the righteous monk where Sun Yu was.

This yin wind is very powerful, and when several righteous monks were about to stop it, they were frozen by this yin wind and condensed into blood-colored ice sculptures.

After killing a few righteous monks, the remnants of this yin wind continued to blow towards Sun Yu and the others, and there was a great tendency that they would not stop until they killed the remaining righteous monks.

"Ten Thousand Blood Demon Wind?" Sun Yu recognized the origin of these blood-colored yin winds, and he was shocked, his face full of disbelief.

However, Sun Yu was not frightened by this "Ten Thousand Blood Demon Wind" and did not dare to move.

The moment the "Ten Thousand Blood Demon Wind" blew, he narrowly and dangerously flew to the other side of the valley and dodged the blow.

"You actually carried a mana from the Old Demon of the Earthshade? How is this possible? Who the hell are you? After being safe, Sun Yu looked at the thin dwarf and said in a slightly shocked tone.

Fu Bao is easy to make, and Jindan Zhenjun's mana is difficult to seal, this is a common sense that everyone in the immortal cultivation world knows.

Compared with the runic treasure and the mutilated magic weapon, the mana forbidden by the Jindan True Monarch can only be used once, but its power is even more powerful, after all, the Jindan True Monarch's casual blow can hardly be withstood by ordinary monks.

And the "Ten Thousand Blood Demon Wind" is precisely the fame of the old demon of the earth on the battlefield of the righteous demons.

When Wei Tu heard this, he couldn't help but be stunned, he didn't expect that the situation had reached such a dangerous situation, and Sun Yu didn't forget to talk nonsense with this group of demons.

In fact, Sun Yu also had words of suffering at this time.

The members of their law enforcement team are all related households, and the few monks who died are all descendants of Jindan, and after he returns, he must have an explanation.

We can't let these "related households" die in vain.

"When I hear specific information, I will withdraw immediately and not entangle with them." Sun Yu thought secretly.

"Hehe, it's so stupid, do you think we're going to tell you who we are?" Hearing Sun Yu's words, this group of black-robed demon cultivators laughed loudly.

"It's naïve." A demon cultivator directly mocked.

Obviously, they did not have the good habit of leaving names for their enemies like Sun Yu.

"Kill!" This group of black-robed demon cultivators glanced at each other, acted separately, and in an instant, they surrounded Sun Yu and the others who were lucky in the "Ten Thousand Blood Demon Wind".

At this time, the attack strength and methods of the black-robed demon cultivators were more than a step stronger than before, and they were all at the level of the late stage of foundation building.

It seems that in the previous battle, the real strength was hidden.

Bang bang! Click!

The roar of the magic weapon sounded again.

After more than a dozen rounds, the righteous monk was besieged by the demon cultivators, and he was killed with all kinds of powerful secret arts, supernatural powers, and magic weapons.

In the field, only Sun Yu and a woman in a gorgeous short skirt were left.

The only remaining Sun Yu and the others also relied on a strong defensive magic weapon in their hands, which allowed them to survive this round of attack by Demon Cultivator.

"Why are these demon cultivators so fierce? If you knew it, you should have withdrawn first. Sun Yu looked at his fallen companions, his liver and gallbladder were broken, and he had no idea of fighting against them anymore.

"When I return to the sect and bring in to rescue the soldiers, I will deal with you."

Sun Yu thought viciously, crushing a jade talisman hidden in his sleeve.

The moment the jade talisman was crushed, Sun Yu's figure disappeared in place, and his breath appeared twenty miles away.

And the defensive magic weapon that guarded Sun Yu, after losing the maintenance of mana, spun around and fell to the ground.

Like Sun Yu, the woman in the short skirt followed closely behind and disappeared into the encirclement of this group of demon cultivators.

saw Sun Yu and the others disappear.

The group of demon cultivators were stunned and speechless for a moment.

"It seems that I almost caught a big fish this time, and among this group of righteous monks, two of them actually have small transfer charms." The dwarf demon cultivator took a step forward and picked up Sun Yu and the woman in the short skirt's defensive magic weapons, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The small transfer talisman is a third-order talisman, even if it is a Jindan True Monarch, there are not many in his hands, let alone give it to the heirs of the next generation.

The foundation building monks who can have a small transfer talisman in their hands, without exception, are all descendants of the heirs that Jindan Zhenjun cherishes very much.

"It's not bad, this time I killed so many righteous path foundations, and when we return to the Demon Palace, the Demon Lord will reward our ......" Another black-robed demon cultivator interjected.

"It's just that letting go of those two monks, I wonder if it will affect our plans in Zheng Guo?"

"In case those two return to the sect, it will attract Jindan Zhenjun to hunt down and kill us......"

Some demon cultivators were worried.

"Don't worry about that. Before this trip, the Demon Lord had expected that we would encounter the Righteous Path Monk. The dwarf demon cultivator laughed, took out a few black cloaks from the storage bag, and divided them one by one.

With this group of demon cultivators put on their cloaks.

The Wei Tu Divine Consciousness stored on the Colorful Phantom Moth was no longer able to perceive the traces of this group of demon cultivators, and even the conversations of these people could not be heard clearly.

But fortunately, with the naked eyes of the colorful phantom moth, you can still see the figure of this group of demon cultivators.

Seeing this, Wei Tu withdrew most of his divine sense, leaving only a trace of his divine sense, controlling the colorful phantom moths and tracking this group of demon cultivators.

……

Demon Palace? Demon Lord?

Wei Tu, who was hiding in the shadows, smacked these two words for a while, and his face was thoughtful.

He has been in the Cicada Cliff for ten years, and he has never heard of a force called "Demon Palace" in the Demon Dao Realm, as well as a big man named "Demon Lord".

"Leave that alone."

"It's more important to hunt down Sun Yu."

Wei Tu shook his head, holding back the idea of tracking down this group of demon cultivators.

A qualified monk should know what risks to take and what not to take.

This group of demon cultivators is so fierce, it is obviously not good at it, although he has many means, but he is not necessarily more powerful than Sun Yu and others......

A small shifter can be moved twenty miles away in an instant.

With this,

It was difficult for Wei Tu to find a trace of Sun Yu's escape.

However, Wei Tu knew that this group of demon cultivators did not know, and he learned from Sun Yu fifteen years ago that it was a Qingzhu Mountain monk.

"Karma."

A sneer appeared on the corner of Wei Tu's mouth, and he set off for the place where Sun Yu had to return to Qingzhu Mountain.

……

There is a cracked eagle to help.

The speed of Weitu's rush was comparable to the peak of foundation building, and he soon arrived at the "Qingsong City" three hundred miles away from Qingzhu Mountain.

Qingsong City is the last checkpoint to Qingzhu Mountain.

Wei Tu was sure that Sun Yu might take a detour in other places, but he would never take a detour here in Qingsong City.

Without entering Qingsong City, it is difficult for Sun Yu to return to Qingzhu Mountain.

I waited for a few days.

Wei Tu, who was hidden underground, saw a sturdy middle-aged man flying low in the direction of him with the help of the vision of the Split Sky Eagle.

The sturdy middle-aged man flew away for a while, then glanced back, as if he was worried about the presence of pursuers behind him.

After seeing the towering city walls of Qingsong City, the sturdy middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief, and the vigilant look on his face gradually faded.

"Sun Yu's breath?" Wei Tu's divine sense sensed and judged that this sturdy middle-aged man was Sun Yu who had escaped from the hands of Demon Cultivator.

See this scene.

Wei Tu secretly laughed at Sun Yu, usually relying on the identity of Jin Dan's heir, he was used to being powerful and blessed in Zheng Guo, and he couldn't practice the art of disguise at home, and he couldn't even simulate the breath of others at this moment.

Otherwise, he will have to spend some hard work on this robbery.

"When I arrived in Green Pine City, I immediately contacted my grandfather. This time, he should not be severely punished by the Righteous Path Alliance......" After Sun Yu saw Qingsong City, his mind relaxed, and he no longer had the vigilance he had when he was rushing before.

After all, no matter what he thought, he would never have thought that someone would dare to rob and kill him outside Qingsong City.

And yet—

That's when it happened.

Suddenly, an emerald green needle emerged from the ground and pierced Sun Yu in the back of the head.

Sun Yu responded to the pressure, the alarm bell rang loudly in his heart, and he immediately sacrificed a second-order mid-grade defensive magic weapon to protect his body.

But it's just an attack.

Immediately afterward, several Sanskrit sounds sounded softly, and huge sound waves descended from the sky.

"I don't want to die." Sun Yu looked up at the three blood-colored Buddhas above his head, and his eyes showed a look of fear.

The next moment.

The Demon Buddha Bell attack falls.

There was a large pit several feet deep on the ground, and Sun Yu was deeply embedded in it, his flesh and blood were blurred, and he was rotten into a mess of flesh.

"Go!" Wei Tu put away Sun Yu's bag, took out the essence blood of "Lu Yuanli", poured demonic qi into it, and hit Sun Yu's corpse.

From the process of killing Sun Yu to committing perjury, Weitu only took less than two breaths.

Therefore, when the monks of Qingsong City heard the movement of the fighting method and rushed over, Wei Tu had already gone to the empty building and was nowhere to be seen.

"Demon cultivation breath?"

"Is there a demon cultivator lurking in our Zheng Guo and ambushing the righteous path monk?"

"This aura is a bit like a Demon Demon Sect monk? Was it the Demon Demon Sect monk who robbed and killed this fellow Daoist? ”

The cultivators were discussing.

At this time, in a cave mansion in Qingzhu Mountain, an old man in a brocade robe who was in retreat suddenly opened his eyes, and his body flew out like a sharp arrow, rushing to Qingsong City.

"Who killed my grandson?" Half an hour later, the brocade-robed old man arrived and looked at the monks around him with an angry face.

(End of chapter)