Heroic Spirit: All My Past Lives Were Summoned By My Daughter Chapter 24

Chapter 24: The Black Lotus Cult Leader, the Patriarch of the Demonic Way!

The terrifying crushing power from Shen Changqing's palm is completely different from the killing power of Qingyunzhai Laozi's awe-inspiring righteousness!

 He is also an eternal sage and the founder of the devil!

 He can save all living beings, and he can also bury all living beings. Nothing in this world can influence Shen Changqing's will!

The six-fingered demon king's whole body showed signs of being torn apart under the huge force in his palm, and his pupils stared with a sense of fear that they would be completely wiped out by ashes.

who?

 Who is this giant of magic?

 Six-fingered Demon Lord made a whooshing sound from his throat, but he couldn't utter a complete sentence at all.

Hearing a buzzing sound, the space was distorted. The Bai man hiding in the darkness canceled the summons in fear, and then fled into the distance.

Through this method, the Six-fingered Demon Lord survived, and when he appeared next to the Bai man again, he had a face full of catastrophe.

Having said that, how did this become a magic giant?

 “Senior, who was that just now?”

The Bai man ran away and looked back at the Six-Fingered Demon Lord, feeling equally terrified in his heart.

Shen Changqing's sudden change caught him by surprise, and the overwhelming demonic intention that came in an instant made his liver and gallbladder burst.

"I don't know...I don't know where he is from the Xuanhuang Realm, but he should belong to the same era as me."

The six-fingered demon king has been frightened for a long time. The Xuanhuang Realm is vast and has no end, and the buried historical civilizations are countless.

The superposition of these eras and realms makes the Xuanhuang Realm full of mystery.

Originally, many people in history could never meet each other in their entire lives.

But with the development of the current spirit-controlling era, the emergence of cave tunnels, and the successive contracts between ancient heroic spirits, those historical figures have the opportunity to meet in later generations.

 What the Six-Finger Demon Lord never expected was that he would meet a powerful demon who was more terrifying than himself.

Where was this person back then, and what was his name?

What he couldn't understand the most was how could an eternal sage and a giant of magic appear in the same person at the same time?

“I originally thought that during the heyday of ancient martial arts three thousand years ago, I would have stood at the top of the world's demonic path. I never expected that there would be such a person. If we had met him back then, I would have had no choice but to worship him!”

 Judging from the level of power that suppressed him just after he backhanded him, Shen Changqing is definitely a feared hero somewhere in the Xuanhuang world.

 Sure enough, there is heaven outside the sky, and there are people outside the human world!

"Senior, what should we do next? There are still many people alive in the Guinnu Sect. If they mention our identity afterwards, the Great Xia court will probably declare war on our clan immediately!"

The Bai men were so frightened that cold sweat broke out on their foreheads. If they act tonight, they will only lose a lot of rice, and may bring harm to the whole tribe.

"You are worrying too much. From the moment the powerful demonic man appears, it means that everyone in the Ghost Slave Sect is dead."

 Six-fingered Demon Lord responded with an ugly face. Fortunately, he was a heroic spirit, otherwise he would not have been able to escape.

As soon as he finished speaking, a demonic shadow suddenly covered the sky, and a cold eye glanced at them, locking on the two of them instantly.

 “Senior!”

 The Bai man screamed.

Shen Changqing stepped up in the air, shrunk down to an inch and ten miles a step, and appeared in front of the Six-fingered Demon King again, with a cold and murderous face reflected on his face, and the power in his palm fell ruthlessly.

　　Boom!

The six-fingered demon king suffered a heavy blow to his head, his pupils stared in disbelief, and his body was torn apart from top to bottom!

 Yingling Academy.

 After losing the support of the Six-Fingered Demon Lord and a large number of strong men from the Ghost Slave Sect being wiped out by Shen Changqing, the remaining elders from the Ghost Slave Sect were no match for those mentors at all.

 A purge was quickly carried out, and many masters from the Hall of Valor had already entered the scene.

 In Shen Miaoke's courtyard, a large number of corpses were lying in random directions. The Lord of the Hall of Heroes from Lucheng rushed over in a hurry and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Shen Miaoke standing there blankly, not in any serious condition.

 “Don't be afraid, Mr. Shen, the Ghost Slave Cult has been suppressed.”

The Lord of the Hall of Heroes in Lucheng is a middle-aged man who is over fifty years old. He is also contracted with heroic heroes. Three thousand years ago, he and Master Jiuyang were close friends, named Master Longshan.

At this moment, Master Longshan stood behind him, looking around with a solemn expression, and soon sensed two demonic auras.

 “What an amazing fluctuation…”

Longshan Zhenren was a little frightened. The demonic power in this was too deep, and it was not like an ordinary ancient strong man at all.

"What's wrong?"

The master of Lucheng Palace became nervous. Of course, he also noticed that the space here had a tendency to be infiltrated by demonic energy and seemed to be falling into an abyss.

"There is a very scary guy who was contracted by someone." Master Longshan's face changed again and again, feeling uneasy in his heart.

Three thousand years ago, he and Jiuyang Zhenren joined forces to suppress the demons in the world and seek blessings for the people of the world. They had contact with countless masters and naturally had an extremely keen sense of power levels.

However, even if they have seen all the demons in the world, they are far less powerful than the demonic aura that remains here.

 Even if it was another group, if it were back then, he and Jiuyang Zhenren would not necessarily be opponents if they joined forces.

“Student Shen, did you see anything? Who was fighting here just now?”

 The Master of Lucheng Palace thought for a while, then walked up to Shen Miaoke and asked softly.

This young genius who was contracted by Qingyunzhai Laozi, not only the provincial capital attached great importance to it, but even higher authorities sent people down many times to try to get Shen Miaoke to join the class for gifted young people.

 Although Shen Miaoke refused, it did not mean that the authority above had shelved her. Her position in the hearts of the people above was still very important.

“I was sleeping just now and didn't see anyone else. When I heard the noise, I came out to take a look, and then I saw a lot of dead people.”

Shen Miaoke's eyes averted and she spoke weakly in a low voice without raising her head to look into the eyes of the Lord of Lucheng Palace.

 Daddy is not here, and there are some things she knows not to say.

 “That's it…”

The Master of Lucheng Palace was a little disappointed. He also thought that he could get some important information from Shen Miaoke.

The Ghost Slave Cult's sudden attack tonight was actually unexpected.

  After all, with the overall strength of the Ghost Slave Sect, it is impossible to defeat the many instructors of the Academy of Heroes. There must be other forces behind this.

There are two demonic auras left here, which may be the root cause.

Zhenren Longshan spoke again in a deep voice: "As long as you're fine, can I ask Qingyunzhai to come out and see me?"

Just because Shen Miao didn't see it, it doesn't mean that I, Qingyunzhai, didn't see it.

While Shen Miaoke was sleeping, Shen Changqing had obviously had a battle with the old man from the Ghost Slave Sect. After all, this place was also filled with strong righteousness.

 I'm afraid, if it weren't for Shen Changqing, something would have happened to Shen Miao by now.

 “Ah this…”

Shen Miaoke rubbed the corner of her clothes nervously and subconsciously looked into the distance. Hasn't her father come back yet?

 (End of this chapter)

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