mortal mortal cultivator

Chapter 114 The Heisha Cult (First order plus 33)

Above the wasteland, everything is quiet.

Looking up, there seems to be only billowing yellow sand between the sky and the earth, forming endless sandstorms all year round like a giant dragon spitting fog.

Between heaven and earth, there is only the sound of the rumbling sandstorm, echoing in the wasteland.

Suddenly, the endless barren land began to tremble slightly.

Followed by a series of muffled thunderous roars.

In the next second, more than a hundred beams of light broke through the ground!Straight into the sky!
It was as if an invisible curtain between heaven and earth was torn apart in an instant, and stone houses suddenly appeared on the wasteland.

"Run away!"

Accompanied by a hoarse roar, dozens of escaping lights flew out of the stone house, trying to escape through the air.

The big man in black took the lead, cursing in his heart while running away.

"A bunch of trash! You can't even win this little time!"

The big man in black was panicking, and the magic power of his whole body poured into Dunguang around him, and at the same time he was thinking about what to do for a while.

It was impossible to hide such a big movement from the Seven Sects. Once they found the forbidden area, it would be difficult for others to tell, and he would definitely die.

Even in the world, the leader will not let him go.

Thinking of the leader's unpredictable methods, the big man in black couldn't help but feel chills, and his back was instantly wet with cold sweat.

"Why don't you surrender to the Seven Sects..." Thinking of this possibility, the big man in black couldn't help showing a wry smile, and stroked his chest with one hand.

With the blood curse on her body, life and death depend on the thought of others.

Where does he have any choice?

"I can only find a way to escape first, and then find an opportunity to send some gifts to the Lord Blood Warrior, and ask them to help me, maybe I can save my life."

While thinking about it, the big man in black looked back.

Pillars of light burst out from behind, sweeping away dozens of escaping lights with ease, not even a single one escaped.

Seeing this astonishing method, the big man in black broke into a cold sweat, and hurriedly urged Duan Guang to go three points faster.

Suddenly, out of the corner of the big man's eyes, he caught a glimpse of a golden light.

In the next second, a blue flying needle pierced through his dantian instantly.

The big man in black spurted out a mouthful of blood, his whole body's magic power was instantly dissipated, and he fell straight to the ground, his face covered in blood.

"Looking at your cultivation, you should be the leader here." A slightly frivolous and exaggerated man's voice sounded above his head.

The big man in black barely raised his head, and a young man with handsome features and extraordinary bearing landed on the ground flutteringly, looking at him with a smile.

"You..." The man in black lost all his mana, and his years of hard work were ruined.

Enraged, he couldn't help opening his mouth to say something, but his throat suddenly became sweet, and the original angry shout turned into miserable blood around his mouth.

This also made him calm down, thinking clearly that the most important thing now is to save his life.

The mere dantian was damaged, and it was not a problem to restore him with the miraculous skill of the leader who was able to master the mystery.

"This... big brother who doesn't look very distinctive." Lu Yunze patted him on the shoulder with a smile.

"Would you mind telling me who you are? What are you doing here?"

Lu Yunze grinned and squatted down, tilting his head and looking curiously at the big man in black.

In the early stage of foundation establishment, the breath is vain and the consciousness is unstable.Although the mana doesn't feel much, it gives people an inexplicable sense of tearing, as if it doesn't belong to him at all, which is really weird.

Even if the foundation has just been established, it won't be like this.

There is also the kung fu practiced by this person, I didn't look carefully just now, I thought it was the magic formula of the Ghost Spirit Sect.But now, when I feel it carefully, it is somewhat specious, and it seems that there is something different.

Lu Yunze couldn't help frowning, the situation seemed a little more complicated than he thought.

"This fellow Taoist..." The face of the big man in black changed several times, and finally he managed to squeeze out a flattering smile.

"Going down the ghost spirit gate... ah!"

Lu Yunze stepped on his finger and rolled his eyes in disdain.

"Don't make such a joke, how can the disciples of Ghost Spirit Sect be as good as you?"

The big man in black's face darkened, he clenched his teeth and squeezed out words.

"We are really the disciples of the Ghost Spirit Sect, but we performed latent missions in the Yue Kingdom a long time ago, and basically never returned to the sect."

Lu Yunze rolled his dead fish eyes and sighed helplessly.

"Forget it, I'm really not good at this."

While talking, Lu Yunze stretched out his hand and put it on the back of the big man, and began to sense something silently.

"Fellow Daoist, are you?"

Lu Yunze ignored him, but concentrated on sensing.

A moment later, a gleam of light flashed in Lu Yunze's eyes, and the corners of his mouth turned up, showing a smug expression.

"Sure enough, you also have a blood curse, and both the degree of complexity and the degree of concealment are much higher than others."

The face of the big man in black changed drastically, and he quickly said, "Friend Daoist, this is actually..."

Lu Yunze still ignored his intentions, and hooked his five fingers violently on his back, the five-color aura flashed away, and a handful of black blood spurted out from the back of the big man, and before it landed, it turned into a strange one. The mass of black air disappeared.

The big man in black froze suddenly, feeling the unprecedented relaxation of his body, he still couldn't believe it.

The blood curse that had controlled him for more than ten years was actually broken just like that.

"Okay, your blood curse has been lifted. Next, if you answer my question honestly, then I will stick your dantian together. If you are not honest..."

Lu Yunze pointed behind him with his chin.

The big man in black looked back, and saw an ordinary-looking young man walking towards him.

"That one is the famous little black dragon of the Seven Sects, Li Feiyu with his electric eyes is charming."

Han Li's face was as black as the bottom of a pot!
He had a premonition that from today onwards, it would be impossible to get through this mess!
No matter how many years Lu Yunze has lived, this string of messy nicknames will last for as many years as he has.

The big man in black looked at Han Li in horror. Although he didn't quite understand what Lu Yunze's words meant, he was proficient in enchanting souls, so he understood!

"Brother who is not outstanding, have you thought about it?" Lu Yunze looked down on him, looking at him with sympathy in his eyes.

"Li Feiyu is very rude when he invades other people's brains. So far, there is not even a victim who can speak."

Han Li stood there expressionless, motionless.

He was afraid that if he went any further, he wouldn't be able to resist fighting Lu Yunze with his life.

"Fellow Daoist..." The big man in black forced a flattering smile.

"Thank you, fellow daoist, for your kindness of rebuilding. Please rest assured, fellow daoist, I will know everything."

Lu Yunze nodded in satisfaction, a red light flickered in his eyes.

"Tell me who you are first."

Enduring the severe pain, the big man in black climbed up, carefully peeked at Han Li, then sat upright, and said to Lu Yunze:
"Actually, we all belong to a sect called Heisha Sect..."

(End of this chapter)