One hundred and seventy-nine, just clean it up
Ge Chang didn't expect that Zhu Lingwu still had such a powerful magic weapon in his hand, and instinctively felt that Jin Rui's aura, which could not be resisted.
He didn't want to be cut in half by this golden aura, so he had to take the innate wood spiritual power transformed into the turquoise palm on his body, and the thorny thorn strips transformed into these wood spiritual powers, and flashed to the side again.
Zhu Lingwu didn't want to fight with him, and then the Red Dragon Flowing Golden Blade turned, and like a white-gold whip, it hit the black short spear released by Senior Brother Wen.
"Buzzing ......"
A piercing sound sounded, and the black short spear released by Senior Brother Wen was also a mid-to-high-level magic weapon.
The liliang released by the two magic weapons touched each other, but a strong reaction also broke out, and the black short spear was as if frightened, and eagerly fled back in the direction of Senior Brother Wen.
"What a demon, you still want to escape!
The Qinghuamen monk over there saw that Senior Brother Wen and Ge Chang actually wanted to escape, and they couldn't help but snort angrily over there.
Then two blue rays of light flew out from the left hand of the female Sanxiu surnamed Wu, which was like adding fuel to the fire, uh, no, it should be like a scoop of clear water, extinguishing the flames that Senior Brother Wen and Ge Chang ignited with spiritual power.
The blood-streaked thorns, which had already been formed, took the opportunity to burrow the branches with sharp thorns into the bodies of the two people, and after absorbing the flesh and blood of the two, the growth rate of the blood-streaked thorns was even faster.
And although Senior Brother Wen and Ge Chang wanted to work hard to drive the fire attribute spiritual power in their bodies and burn these thorns again, those two blue lights made their efforts come to naught again and again.
The two of them held on for another twenty or so breaths, but they still couldn't resist the spell cast by the Qinghuamen monk's soul, and the blood-patterned thorns turned into the blue palms completely sucked their flesh and blood, turning them into two skeletons entwined with thorns.
In this way, in this cave, there are only Zhu Lingwu and the female monk surnamed Wu who was occupied by the soul of the Qinghuamen monk.
And Zhu Lingwu stood at the door of the cave, but he was a little hesitant, he didn't know whether he should turn around and leave now, or continue to say something to the soul of this Qinghuamen monk.
Now that Senior Brother Wen and the others are dead, his identity will not be revealed for the time being, but if he doesn't explain to this guy, will he let himself go like this?
Besides, would he really let himself go like that?
"Senior, this, the junior's current identity is the outer disciple of the Hundred Ghost Sect, and it is also the identity of the Demon Gate made by the elders of the junior sect for the juniors, so that it is convenient to find out the news for the Xianmen in the Demon Gate! I don't know, what are the seniors going to do now?"
Zhu Lingwu said tentatively to the soul of the Qinghuamen monk, and the protective aura released by the Xuanwu Huang Guangjue on his body still did not dissipate.
At the same time, Zhu Lingwu's gaze also swept over the bodies of several demonic cultivators over there, especially the bodies of Ge Chang and Senior Brother Wen, and stopped for a moment, not because of any sorrow for their fate, but because he thought of the spirit stones that Ge Chang had just packed up, and the black short spear-like magic weapon that Senior Brother Wen had just done, it couldn't help but make Zhu Lingwu have some thoughts in his heart.
"Well, I see! In this way, now that Demon Gate is making waves again? Xiaoyou just said that the Demon Gate Yang Void Valley, what are you going to do to my Qinghua Gate? There are also traitors in my Qinghua Gate, and I don't know how many years I have been delayed here for some reason, alas!"
The soul of the Qinghuamen monk was hidden in the body of the female cultivator surnamed Wu and sighed, and its voice, which was neither male nor female, really made Zhu Lingwu's cold hair stand up when he heard it.
This old guy quickly knew Zhu Lingwu's thoughts, and suddenly laughed again over there, "Well, yes, the old man is wrong to blame you! In this way, since we met here today, the old man and you are also fateful, so let's not let you come for nothing, you go and clean up the things on these demon juniors first! Xiaoyou don't have to worry, you and I belong to the Immortal Gate, and Xiaoyou is on a mission, so Lao Yu naturally won't do anything to Xiaoyou!"
The words of the soul of this Qinghuamen monk became more and more polite, and when he reached Zuihou, he actually called Xiaoyou, and it seemed that he really regarded Zhu Lingwu as a junior of Xianmen.
Zhu Lingwu didn't hide his inner thoughts, and said happily when he heard this, "Thank you so much seniors! The things on these demon disciples, the seniors naturally don't look down on them, but the juniors can use them to help the juniors build some good relationships in the Demon Gate, and maybe they can also pretend to be their identities to mix better in the Demon Gate! By the way, the seniors, they are pretending to be the identity of the Hundred Ghost Dao of the Demon Gate, and they also have a magic weapon of the Hundred Ghost Gate in their hands, which can collect the souls of these demon disciples! I don't know, can the juniors ...... it?"
"You just have to use it, as long as you maintain the essence of the Immortal Dao, these things from the outer gate are fine!"
The soul of the Qinghuamen monk didn't seem to be very repulsive to Zhu Lingwu's use of magic weapons, but this polite attitude made Zhu Lingwu secretly wary in his heart.
Zhu Lingwu's brows twitched slightly, and he suddenly put away the protective aura released by the Xuanwu Huang Guangjue on his body, looking like he had let down his guard against the soul of the Qinghuamen monk.
After that, Zhu Lingwu took out the Hundred Ghost Flags again, this time he didn't need to release the ghost generals, but took the Hundred Ghost Flags and came to the white bone thorn tree that Senior Brother Wen's body had turned into first.
At this time, the blood pattern thorn was already dissipated with innate wood spiritual power, it was originally condensed with innate wood spiritual power, but after absorbing Senior Brother Wen's flesh and blood, it transformed these flesh and blood into special wood materials.
Zhu Lingwu unceremoniously directly used the sharp edge of the Red Dragon Flow Golden Blade to cut the blood-streaked thorn into several sections, so that Senior Brother Wen, who only had white bones and clothes left inside, was freed from the thorn wrap.
Then Zhu Lingwu played a trick on the Hundred Ghost Flags, and a stream of ghost qi suddenly poured out from the Hundred Ghost Flags, swept over the bones of Senior Brother Wen, and included Senior Brother Wen's ignorant soul into the Hundred Ghost Flags.
But Zhu Lingwu didn't dare to turn this Senior Brother Wen's soul into his own soul in front of the soul of the Qinghuamen monk, and now it seems that this Senior Brother Wen's soul is estimated to have little time to retain many memories of Yang Void Valley.
He died too quickly, and his brain was also converted into nutrients by the blood-streaked thorns, and this soul naturally had no chance to copy the memories in the brain, and as for how many memories were left in the soul, he could only leave it for the future and find a chance to study it again.
Soon, Zhu Lingwu found the black short spear and a black purse-like storage bag in Senior Brother Wen's tattered clothes.
Zhu Lingwu didn't study much, and first stuffed it into his sleeve pocket, and the soul of the Qinghuamen monk over there really didn't say anything, but just manipulated the body of the female cultivator surnamed Wu, and sat down cross-legged in the spirit gathering array.
It seems that he is also breathing spiritual power, doing something refining and other things to this body, and there are actually some woodenness manifestations on the surface of this body......