Wu Renjie has been completely shocked by Yun Quan's ability.

He knew the tide was turning.

The Wu family will usher in a catastrophe today!

Wu Renjie never thought that in this underground secret room like a trapped beast, he, the master of the Wu family, would one day become a trapped beast.

Furious, Wu Renjie opened the mechanism located in the dark of the secret room.

Crunch!!

Thundered!!

The walls around the chamber rose with a roar, revealing a dark grid that was hundreds of feet wide.

Each dark compartment was a small room, and in it was a huge wooden barrel, and in the barrel were soaked in the Wu family members.

These Wu people are in good health, and their eyes are tightly closed.

Inside the barrel was a strange liquid, dark green, mixed with eggshell fragments of various sizes.

The strange man in the barrel is a fighting machine secretly built by Wu Renjie, hundreds of Nine Rank War Witches!

Unlike other war witches, these weirdos used to refine their voodoo with the eggs of the dragontail pheasant.

The egg of the seventh-order peak demon beast contained a strong demonic aura, plus other voodoo, mixed into a special venom.

The Nine Rank War Witch soaked in venom, in addition to being stronger in the body, will also be eliminated from pain, even if the hands and feet are cut off, as long as they can still move, they can continue to rush to the enemy!

At the same time as opening the dark grid, Wuren Jie cast a witch spell and forcibly awakened a hundred Wu family war witches.

Hundreds of people opened their eyes one after another, and their eyes were all so cold that they had no emotion.

Crash! Crash!

The sound of water continued, and one by one the tall Wujia war witches jumped out of the barrels.

In each dark compartment, there is also a heavy sword more than half a person high and a heavy shield of the same height, both weighing hundreds of catties.

The war witches held heavy swords in one hand and heavy shields in the other, and silently rushed out of the dark grid, surrounding Yun Que.

"Kill him!"

Wu Renjie shouted, and a hundred war witches raised their swords at the same time.

Then Wu Renjie did not look back, and hurriedly fled along the passage.

He was scared.

I'm afraid that I will die at the hands of Yun Quan.

He wants to gather more Wujia masters and consume Yun Que to death in Wujiazhai.

On the way to the ground, Wu Renjie scolded.

scolded Yun Que, and also scolded Wuxing.

A good retreat and cultivation, what did he not do, as soon as he came out, he encountered such a strong enemy, Wu Renjie felt that he was extremely unlucky.

As soon as he reached the ground, Wu Renjie immediately gathered his men.

After a while, more than 200 children of the Wu family gathered, including many nine-rank war witches and nine-rank martial artists, as well as two old and old people, who had not asked about the world for many years, all of whom were cultivators of the eight-rank witches.

Looking at the masters of the Wu family gathered beside him, Wu Renjie finally had some confidence.

The clansmen around him are the real core strength of the Wu family!

Wu Renjie believes that as long as the family works together, there is no strong enemy that cannot be defeated.

Not to mention the hundreds of special war witches underground, if they swarmed up, it would be easy to drag two eight-rank martial artists to death.

"Strong Enemy Current ......"

Wu Renjie was about to mobilize before the war to boost the morale of his own family, when he suddenly heard a miserable scream.

One of the outermost Wu masters was cut off with a knife!

The crowd dispersed with a hula, revealing the murderer.

After Wu Renjie saw it clearly, he was shocked.

I saw Yun Que standing opposite with blood all over, and the long knife in his hand was dripping and dropping blood.

I thought that I could drag the other party to death underground, and the worst would consume a lot of strength from the other party, but it was less than a cup of tea, and people actually came out!

Wu Renjie's heart was a little cold.

Yun Que appeared, but none of the hundred war witches showed up.

Only one thing can be said.

In the time of a cup of tea, Yun Que killed a hundred special war witches that the Wu family had cultivated for many years!

"How could it be...... How could all the war witches created by my Wu family be killed! Wu Renjie shouted hoarsely.

"Turns out you also like to raise monsters." Yun Que sneered: "It's a pity that the monster you raised is too brittle, and you can't stand up if your head falls off, you might as well raise more dragontail pheasants, that thing can also make me cut a few more knives." ”

Wu Renjie yelled in horror: "Let's do it together!" ”

The masters of the Wu family in the courtyard shouted in unison, attacking Yun Que together, and even the two trembling Wu family elders were desperate, casting witch spells at any cost.

For a while, in the courtyard deep in the Wu family, there were swords and swords, and the wind and rain were raging.

Wu Renjie took advantage of the chaos to pinch the magic seal and use the blood curse again.

He was ruthless this time.

The blood of the dragon-tailed pheasant used before has long been cold, and the power cannot reach the extreme.

What Wu Renjie wants to use this time is the essence blood of the clansmen!

As long as someone is killed, even if it is a heavy injury, he will not hesitate to refine the other party's blood.

This kind of blood of the same race, and the blood that contains the power of the soul, is the best medium to cast the blood curse.

The idea of the black man is very good.

But the speed at which the clansmen died was a bit beyond his expectations.

At the moment when he had just pinched the spell, Wu Renjie faintly heard a strange laugh.

Hee-hee-hee-hee......

The laughter was like that of a woman, low and eerie.

The next moment he heard the laughter, Wu Renjie saw a red light!

That's a knife light!

A sword light as red as blood!

This sword light shrouded the entire courtyard, and hundreds of Wu family masters had no ability to resist under this sword light, including the two eight-rank clan elders, all of whom were killed.

When Wu Renjie woke up from his stunnedness, he was the only living person left in the courtyard.

Then Wu Renjie saw a knife.

Leng Sensen, a long knife covered with blood.

Wu Renjie couldn't avoid it, and the last mana roared: "Blood shield! ”

Whew.

A heavy shield completely forged from blood condensed out and blocked in front of Wu Renjie.

Rumble!!!

The tip of the knife collided with the blood shield, emitting a spill of blood.

The blood shield contains powerful mana and amazing defensive power, but it is still shattered by a single sword.

Wu Renjie spurted blood from his mouth, and was directly smashed into the ground by the huge force of the blood shield's countershock.

A large crater was smashed into the ground.

Wu Renjie was dizzy, and just wanted to raise his head, but stepped on one foot in his heart.

Yun Que was condescending, stepping on Wu Renjie with one foot, raising a long knife in the other, and the two blood pupils were extremely cold.

Like a cold-blooded executioner!

At this moment, Wu Renjie had a strong illusion that in front of Yun Que, he, the head of the Wu family, who was high up, was just a pig that had just been fattened.

"Don't kill me!"

Wu Renjie grabbed Yun Que's ankle and resisted the force on his foot with all his might.

was stepped on by an eight-rank martial artist, even a seven-rank witch cultivator couldn't stand it.

"I'll give you the treasure of the Wu family! Let me go, everything from the Wu family can be given to you! ”

Wu Renjie had to beg for mercy.

He was already at the feet of others, and at this distance, facing an eight-rank martial artist, he had no chance of winning, so he could only wait for death.

"As I said, I'm here to ask for a dowry, and I'll send you this last share."

Yun Que raised and fell with a knife, and a knife pierced Wu Renjie's heart.

"Go to your kingdom of God, I'll give you a ride, oh yes." Yun Que said coldly: "Die under the sword of the demon hunter, your soul will be destroyed, and your soul may not have a chance to go to the kingdom of God." ”

In the cold words, the evil qi that rushed to the sky roared like a violent wind!

Wu Xiu's divine soul has an extremely strong ability, and even if he dies, he has the opportunity to kill the opponent, so Yun Que will not give the other party any chance.

Man, you have to die!

Soul, perish!

Wu Renjie spurted blood, grabbed Yun Que's feet, and said in a cruel voice:

"You—you don't die well! I would like to sacrifice the soul of the Blood Witch and ask the Witch God to send a curse! Curse you Bloodless Soul! Broken intestines and death! ”

Airplanes!!

In Wu Renjie's roar, circles of dark red rings rose from his two hands, spiraling up along Yun Que's ankles, and in the blink of an eye, they were all over Yun Que's body.

Those rings were not substantial, and they quickly lost their luster, turning into pitch-black marks that remained on Yun Que's skin.

The back of the hand and the head and face are all there, like strange patterns, full of a strange feeling.

It was the manifestation of the power of the curse.

The final blow of the Seven Rank Blood Witch at the cost of the destruction of the soul!

After using the curse, Wu Renjie's two hands slowly drooped, losing the last of his strength, and only one breath remained.

While vomiting blood, he stared at Yun Que and laughed wildly:

"If I die, you don't want to live! The power of the curse has been engraved into your divine soul, and even the seventh-rank refining god realm martial artists are difficult to eliminate, you eight-rank martial artists are waiting to die! You will experience the most tragic death in the world! Your blood soul will gradually wither and crack! All your organs will burst and die! Hahaha! ”

In Wu Renjie's dying laughter, Yun Que did not panic in the slightest, and did not care about the curse mark on his body at all, and sneered:

"I'm sorry to disappoint you, the curse is useless to me, because my soul has long been sold."

The knife peak turned, shattering Wu Renjie's heart.

The patriarch of the Wu family swallowed his breath with an incomprehensible gaze.

Due to the curse that was only possible by sacrificing the divine soul, Wu Renjie's soul had already collapsed, and it belonged to death in the true sense.

Jumping out of the pit, Yun Que stood in the middle of the corpses on the ground and raised his left hand.

In the palm of the hand, there are strange black lines like patterns, as dense as spider webs.

This kind of cruel curse is fatal to the eighth-rank martial artist, and only a martial artist who has reached the seventh-rank refining god realm can resist with a strong divine soul.

But Yun Que is not an ordinary eight-rank martial artist.

After glancing lightly at the palm of his hand, Yun Que suddenly clenched his fist.

Boom!

The muffled sound of clenched fists exploded in the silent night.

With the action of clenching his fist, Yun Que's pupils changed, and they actually stood up.

Vertical eyes!

Like a demon!

The moment the vertical pupil appeared, the black lines wrapped around Yun Que's body cracked one after another, and soon turned into nothingness.

The power of the curse is completely dissipated.

The Blood Witch curse is aimed at the enemy's soul, but in Yun Que's body, there is not only his own divine soul, but also a terrifying demon soul.

That's a companion demon soul that demon warriors will have.

The demon body is refined into a knife and becomes a natal weapon, and the demon soul is integrated into the sea of knowledge, and its own soul is born and destroyed.

Yun Que's own divine soul may not be able to resist the curse of the seven-rank blood witch, but in front of his companion demon soul, Wu Renjie's curse is pitifully small.

Tonight, there was a fire in Wujiazhai.

The huge stockade, made entirely of wood, was lit like a giant torch.

The flames are blazing!

Smoke billowing billowed out!

Hundreds of miles away, you can see the flames soaring into the sky.

In front of the gate of Wujiazhai, Yun Que picked up the white bones in the wedding dress.

"Your dowry is coming, but you're satisfied."

Yun Que buried his bones halfway up the barren mountain, where he and Wu Ling'er first met.

Looking at the sky-high smoke in the distance, Yun Que said quietly: "Remember, next time I order such a big wolf smoke, I can only see it in Qinghu Mountain." ”

Fill in the last handful of soil.

A simple stone tablet carved from mountain stone stands in front of a small tomb.

A line of words is engraved on the stele.

Azuma,

Urlinger's Tomb.

Mu Qingyao witnessed all this that Yun Que had done.

She didn't bother, just stood quietly aside.

Finally, Mu Qingyao picked the best blooming cyan wildflower and gently placed it on the tombstone.

It's rare to have a confidant in life.

Mu Qingyao didn't have the slightest jealousy, nor was she jealous, she felt that if Wu Ling'er was still alive, they would definitely become best friends.

Because, they all have a common confidant.

Whew, whew......

Mu Qingyao heard a heavy panting.

Turning his head to look, Yun Que's state was a little strange.

Bent over, head hanging, breathing heavily, as if in pain, whispering something in his mouth.

Because Yun Que's eyes were always blood-red, Pingshanjun and Menliu hid far away and didn't dare to approach.

Mu Qingyao hurriedly ran closer, and she finally heard Yun Que's whisper clearly.

"Red Lotus Sect ......"

The three words were bitten very hard, and I could hear them full of hatred.

Wujiazhai was almost wiped out, and Wu Ling'er's great revenge was avenged, but Mu Qingyao knew that the real initiator was still at large.

Whether it is the death of Sister Xiu'er in Zangshi Town or the death of Wulinger in Wuji Town, there is the influence of the Red Lotus Sect.

Once the seeds of hatred are planted, they are difficult to remove.

Especially Yun Que, a fierce martial artist who makes a living by hunting demons.

After experiencing these tragedies, Yun Que's calm heart has been completely stirred.

Sending Mu Qingyao back to the Imperial City may just be a deal, but the thorn of the Red Lotus Sect, Yun Que vowed to uproot it!

"Sooner or later, I'll settle accounts with you!"

Yun Que roared, his body became more and more rickety, and the blood under his eyes became thicker and thicker.

The demonic aura began to spread uncontrollably.

In tonight's fierce battle, Yun Que used too much of the power of the demon sword, and at this moment, the counterattack is coming.

While he was struggling to resist the abnormal movement from the divine soul, Yun Que found a cool little hand and held his hand.

Mu Qingyao stood silently beside her, with a calm smile on her pretty face.

"I'll be with you."

In a simple word, it warms Yun Que's restless heart.

Gradually, the blood in his eyes began to fade.

The abundant sacrifices and the power of Yueyu, coupled with Mu Qingyao's sincerity, once again made Yun Que return to normal.

Gently exhaling a breath of turbidity, Yun Que only said one word.

"Let's go."

Pingshanjun appeared in his main body, and the three of them climbed on the back of the tiger and disappeared into the mountains and forests before dawn.

On the way, the clouds fell asleep.

When I woke up, I was surrounded by stars.

After a day's travel, this place is a wilderness, far away from Wuji Town.

Leaned up, and before he could sit up, Yun Que found that he had an extra tiger head on his belly.