I Am a Late Bloomer In the World of Immortality Chapter 205

Chapter 205 Killing Sun Yu (please subscribe)

Wei Tu was very impressed by Sun Yu.

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

If this were the case, public versus public, Wei Tu would not regret Sun Yu.

However, outside of official duties, Sun Yu often used words to ridicule and tease him.

In addition, Sun Yu also exploited the topic and used his strength to suppress others, exploiting a lot of the Xiayamei family's heritage.

"Let's take a look first to see if there is a suitable opportunity to make a move." Feeling resentful, Wei Tu left in no hurry. His eyes flickered a few times, using the colorful phantom moth to watch the progress of the battle ahead.

It is also the boldness of Wei Tu Yi, who has several powerful magic weapons on his body at this time, and is also a practitioner of both magic and body. He thinks that he can escape unscathed after Sun Yu and others find out.

At this moment, we are in a valley about ten miles away from Weitu.

The war situation gradually became tense.

Sun Yu used a crescent blade with silver light to confront the demonic monk opposite.

For a while, it was difficult for both sides to tell the winner.

at this time.

The situation suddenly changed.

A skinny dwarf in the queue of demonic monks suddenly took out a silver orb the size of a chicken. He sneered a few times and muttered something about the silver orb.

In an instant, several dark winds as scarlet as blood emerged from the inside of the silver orb, blowing towards the righteous monk where Sun Yu was.

This evil wind was so powerful that when a few righteous monks tried to block it, they were frozen by the evil wind and turned into blood-colored ice sculptures.

After killing several righteous monks, the evil wind continued to blow towards Sun Yu and others with unabated force. It seemed that it would not stop until the remaining righteous monks were killed.

"Thousands of blood-colored evil winds?" Sun Yu recognized the origin of these **** evil winds. He was extremely shocked and his face was full of disbelief.

However, Sun Yu was not frightened by this "bloody devil wind" and did not dare to move.

The moment the "Ten Thousand Blood Devil Wind" blew, he dangerously escaped to the other side of the valley to avoid the blow.

"You actually carry a magic power of the Old Demon of Earthly Yin with you? How is this possible? Who are you?" After he was safe, Sun Yu looked at the skinny dwarf and said in a slightly shocked tone.

Talisman treasures are easy to make, but Jin Dan Zhenjun's magic power is difficult to seal. This is a well-known common sense in the world of immortality.

Compared with talismans and incomplete magic weapons, the magic power banned by True Lord Jindan can only be used once, but its power is more powerful. After all, it is difficult for ordinary monks to withstand a casual blow from True Lord Jindan.

And the "Thousand Blood Demonic Wind" is exactly the famous magical power of the old demon of Yin on the battlefield of good and evil.

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

In fact, Sun Yu was also in trouble at this time.

The members of their law enforcement team are all related households. The few monks who died just now are all descendants of Jindan. After he returns, he must give an explanation.

We cannot let these "connected households" die in unknown circumstances.

“As soon as we get the specific information, we will withdraw immediately and not get entangled with them.” Sun Yu thought to himself.

"Haha, you are so stupid. Do you think we will openly tell you our identities?" Hearing Sun Yu's words, the group of black-robed demon cultivators burst out laughing.

“How childish.” A demonic cultivator mocked directly.

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

"Kill!" The group of black-robed demonic cultivators looked at each other, moved separately, and in a blink of an eye, they surrounded Sun Yu and others who were lucky enough to be caught in the "Ten Thousand Blood Demonic Wind".

At this time, the attack intensity and methods of the black-robed demon cultivators were much more powerful than before, and they were all at the late stage of foundation building.

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

Bang bang! Click!

The roar of the magic weapon sounded again.

More than a dozen rounds later, the righteous monks were besieged by the demonic cultivators, who used various powerful secret techniques, magical powers, and magical weapons to kill them.

Only Sun Yu and a beautiful woman in a short skirt were left in the venue.

Sun Yu, the only two people left, also relied on the powerful defensive weapons in their hands to withstand this round of attack by the demon cultivators.

"Why are these demonic cultivators so fierce? If I had known earlier, I should have retreated first." Sun Yu looked at his fallen comrades, his liver and gallbladder were broken, and he had no more thoughts of fighting against them.

"I will deal with you after I return to the sect and bring in reinforcements."

Sun Yu thought viciously and crushed a jade talisman hidden in his sleeve.

The moment the jade talisman was crushed, Sun Yu's figure disappeared on the spot, and his aura appeared twenty miles away.

The defensive magic weapon that protected Sun Yu, after losing its magic power, spun around and fell to the ground.

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

Seeing Sun Yu disappear.

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

"It seems that we almost caught a big fish this time. Among these righteous monks, two of them actually have small teleportation talismans." The dwarf demon cultivator took a step forward, picked up the defensive magic weapons of Sun Yu and the woman in short skirts, and showed a trace of his mouth. sneered.

The small moving talisman is a third-level talisman. Even the True Lord Jindan doesn't have many in his hands, let alone give it to his descendants.

Foundation-building monks who have small moving talismans in their hands are, without exception, the descendants of Jindan Zhenjun who are extremely precious.

“It's not bad. We have killed so many righteous foundations this time. When we return to the Demon Palace, the Demon Lord will reward us...” Another black-robed demon cultivator interjected.

“It's just that if we let those two monks go, will it affect our plans in Zheng?”

“What if those two people return to the sect and attract True Lord Jindan to chase us...”

Some demon cultivators are worried.

"Don't worry about this. Before this trip, the Demon Lord had already expected that we would encounter a righteous monk." The dwarf demon cultivator laughed, took out several black cloaks from the storage bag, and distributed them one by one. Following the group of demon cultivators, they put on their cloaks.

Wei Tu's spiritual consciousness stored in the colorful phantom moth is no longer able to detect the traces of these demon cultivators, and even the conversation between these people cannot be heard clearly.

But fortunately, the colorful phantom moth's naked eyes can still see the figures of these demon cultivators.

Seeing this, Wei Tu withdrew most of his spiritual consciousness, leaving only a trace of his spiritual consciousness to control the colorful phantom moths and track the group of demon cultivators.

Devil's Palace? Demon Lord?

Wei Tu, who was hiding in the dark, smacked these two words for a while, looking thoughtful.

He has been in Cicada Cliff for ten years, but he has never heard of a force called "Devil Palace" and a big shot named "Demon Lord" in the demon world.

“Never mind that for now.”

“It's more important to chase Sun Yu.”

Wei Tu shook his head and resisted the idea of tracing the details of this group of demon cultivators.

A qualified monk should know what risks should be taken and what risks should not be taken.

This group of demonic cultivators are so vicious, and they are obviously not a kind person. Although they have many methods, they are not necessarily more powerful than Sun Yu and others...

Small moving talisman can move twenty miles away in an instant.

Based on this,

Wei Tu found it difficult to find traces of Sun Yu's escape.

However, Wei Tu knew information that these demonic cultivators did not know. He had learned from Sun Yu that he was a Qingzhushan cultivator fifteen years ago.

"karma."

A sneer appeared at the corner of Wei Tu's mouth, and he set off to the place where Sun Yu must pass on his way back to Qingzhu Mountain.

There are cracks and hollow sculptures to help.

Wei Tu's speed on the road was comparable to the peak of foundation building, and he quickly arrived at "Qingsong City" three hundred miles away from Qingzhu Mountain.

Qingsong City is the last hurdle leading to Qingzhu Mountain.

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

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

It took several days to wait.

Wei Tu, who was hiding underground, saw a strong middle-aged man flying at low altitude in the direction of him with the help of the cracking sky sculpture.

This vigorous middle-aged man flew away for a while, then looked back, as if he was worried that there were pursuers behind him.

After seeing the towering city walls of Qingsong City, the vigorous middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief, and the vigilance on his face gradually dissipated.

"Sun Yu's aura?" Wei Tu sensed it and judged that this vigorous middle-aged man was Sun Yu who had escaped from the demon cultivator.

See this scene.

Wei Tu secretly laughed at Sun Yu. He usually relied on his status as the heir of Jindan to dominate the Zheng Kingdom. He had not mastered the art of disguise. At this moment, he could not even imitate the aura of others.

Otherwise, his robbery and killing this time would inevitably require some hard work.

"When we get to Qingsong City, we will contact my grandfather immediately. This time, we should not be severely punished by the Righteous Alliance..." After Sun Yu saw Qingsong City, he was relaxed and no longer as alert as he was when he was on the road.

After all, no matter how he thought, he would never think that anyone would dare to rob and kill him outside Qingsong City.

However-

at this time.

Suddenly, a emerald green needle shot out from the ground and pierced the back of Sun Yu's head.

Sun Yu was in a panic, and the alarm bells rang loudly in his heart. He immediately used a second-level mid-grade defensive weapon to protect his back.

But this is just an attack.

Immediately afterwards, several Sanskrit sounds sounded softly, and huge sound waves fell from the sky.

“I don't want to die.” Sun Yu looked up at the three **** Buddhas above his head, with fear in his eyes.

next moment.

The attack of the magic Buddha bell 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 turned into a puddle of flesh.

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

From beheading Sun Yu to committing perjury, Wei Tu only spent less than two breaths of time.

Therefore, when the monks from Qingsong City heard about the fighting and rushed over, Wei Tu had already gone to the building and disappeared.

“The breath of demon cultivator?”

“Have demonic cultivators lurked into our country of Zheng and ambushed the righteous cultivators?”

“This aura looks a bit like a monk from the Mosha Sect? Was it the monk from the Mosha Sect who robbed and killed this fellow Taoist?”

There was a lot of discussion among the cultivators.

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

"Who killed my grandson?" Half a quarter of an hour later, the old man in brocade robes arrived and looked at the monks around him with an angry look.

(End of this chapter)

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