mortal mortal cultivator

Chapter 589
Lu Yunze No. [-] looked at the farce on the ground amusedly, and almost couldn't laugh out loud.

Even if no one stopped the red-robed old man, would he dare to attack him?
joke!If they really had the guts, they should have set up an ambush when they first arrived in Yuanwu Kingdom, instead of pretending to get angry when the situation came to an end, pretending that they were still that supernatural Nascent Soul cultivator.

The courage of the elders of the Demon Flame Sect was defeated long ago when Lu Yunze came to the door.

After all, when anyone sees that his supernatural powers, which he has cultivated all his life, are easily dispelled by a beast, and he can't even cause the other party the slightest trouble, he can't help but start to doubt life.

The guts of these people were worn out like this.

Thinking of this, Lu Yunze No. [-] sneered, flew into the treasure house of the Demon Flame Sect as if there was no one else around, and began to count the spoils.

The red-robed old man was so angry that his hands trembled slightly, but he finally sighed helplessly, and he seemed to have aged ten years in an instant.

The only remaining disciples of the Demon Flame Sect had assembled. The few Nascent Soul cultivators seemed to have never seen Lu Yunze No. [-] who was picking and choosing in the treasury. altar.

From today onwards, there is no more Demon Flame Sect in Tiannan, only a sub-altar of Hehuan Sect, which directly belongs to Old Demon Yunlu.

On the surface, they seem to have changed from the elders of the Demon Flame Sect to the elders of the Hehuan President. At first glance, they seem to have made money.But in fact, it is different from the power held by the Demon Flame Sect.When they arrived at the Hehuan Sect, they were nothing more than a few high-level thugs at most, and the Hehuan Sect would never give them any power.

The gap between them may only be understood by these elders themselves.

"Hmph!" Seeing that the team was about to approach the border of Yuanwu Kingdom, the old man in red suddenly snorted coldly again, and the two blood-red magic fires in his eyes were beating slightly.

"Senior brother..." The middle-aged monk beside him wanted to say something, but was interrupted by the raised hand of the red-robed old man.

"Needless to say, go to the Hehuan Sect by yourselves. The old man would rather be a free and unrestrained casual cultivator than be a dog for that unmasculine and unfeminine thing like Yunlu!"

The red-robed old man said decisively, the blood-red flame on his body was fleeting, and his whole body turned into a bloody light and disappeared instantly.

Looking at the direction in which he disappeared, the middle-aged monk couldn't help sighing silently, then turned around and continued to lead the team to the Hehuan Sect.

The other two also looked at each other and followed in silence.

The red-robed old man is a mid-Yuanying cultivator, and his supernatural powers are not bad, not even inferior to the former Great Elder of the Demon Flame Sect.

A man like him can live well no matter where he goes.

But the three early Nascent Soul cultivators were different. Once they lost the protection of the powerful forces, let alone the possibility of further progress in the future, the enemies they had offended over the years would be a big trouble that they couldn't handle.

Even if they don't want it in their hearts, they can only choose to join the Hehuan Sect.

The old man in red robe used the technique of fire escape, and escaped hundreds of miles away in the blink of an eye.

Suddenly, the red-robed old man frowned, and shouted angrily:
"Who's sneaking around there?!"

Before the words were finished, a blood-red fireball several feet in size flew out of his hand and went straight to a deserted place in mid-air.

'Boom'!
The blood-red magic fire suddenly exploded, turning the area with a radius of tens of feet into a sea of ​​blood-red flames.

At the center of the sea of ​​fire, a mass of thick black air struggled to resist the encirclement of the sea of ​​fire.

The next moment, the black air suddenly spread out, carrying a chilly air, instantly tore through the encirclement of the sea of ​​flames, and fell more than ten feet away in front of the red-robed old man.

"Gu Daoyou, long time no see, Daoyou is still so sexual."

The black air dissipated, Wang Tiansheng said with a smile and cupped his hands.

When the red-robed old man saw him, he was taken aback for a moment, and then a mocking smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"It turned out to be the master of the Ghost Sect King, but you didn't die at the hands of that surname Lu."

Facing the sarcasm of the old man in red robe, Wang Tiansheng smiled casually, without showing any expression of anger, instead he said with a smile on his face:

"Fellow daoist, that Lu is so arrogant that he didn't pay attention to his subordinates, so I was lucky enough to save my life."

Wang Tiansheng's answer was unusually candid, but the old man in red was stunned, his brows were deeply frowned, and he felt a little more apprehensive.

"Wang Tiansheng, just speak up if you have anything to say. I don't have time to talk nonsense with you here." The red-robed old man said unceremoniously, with red lights flashing all over his body, as if he would run away directly at any time.

Wang Tiansheng quickly smiled and said: "Gu Daoyou, the Demon Flame Sect has been passed down for thousands of years, and today it has been wiped out. One of the six demon sects has become a vassal of the Hehuan Sect. Are you willing?"

"Hmph! It seems that the situation of the Ghost Spirit Sect is not as good as that of the Demon Flame Sect?" the red-robed old man's face darkened, and he said unceremoniously.

"Fellow Daoist is right." Wang Tiansheng agreed with a smile.

"That's why Wang is not reconciled! He wants to fight again. I believe Daoyou Gu is the same."

The pupils of the old man in red shrank slightly, and he looked at Wang Tiansheng seriously for the first time.

"How to fight? Is it possible that you want to find that kid surnamed Lu desperately? Are you afraid that you can't even get close to him?"

Wang Tiansheng didn't answer directly, but took out something from the storage bag and threw it to the old man in red.

The red-robed old man subconsciously took it, took a look, it turned out to be a fiery red leaf, the whole body was like a ruby, and there was a flame flowing and burning inside it, which looked very miraculous.

"The leaves of the glass fire tree! Where did you get this thing?!" The red-robed old man trembled in his heart and asked hastily.

Wang Tiansheng lowered his head slightly, his lips moved slightly to transmit the sound.

"Gu Daoyou, do you know that the boy surnamed Lu reached an agreement with several other major forces a few days ago, and is now studying the restriction of Falling Devil Valley. Humph! He didn't know that a long time ago, someone successfully entered Falling into the Valley of the Devil, and brought some things out alive!"

The red-robed old man's eyes widened in disbelief, and hurriedly followed the sound transmission:

"Are you going to explore the Fallen Valley?"

"Our ghost spirit gate is going to explore the Falling Demon Valley." Wang Tiansheng corrected.

"Originally, this plan has been completed more than half, but I didn't want to meet that kid surnamed Lu at this time. But even so, we still have the confidence to enter the valley. I wonder if Fellow Daoist Gu is willing to help me?"

The red-robed old man's face darkened, and at the same time he said via voice transmission: "You? As far as I know, all the Nascent Soul elders in Ghost Spirit Sect should have died in the hands of that surnamed Lu. How can there be any of you? Friends Wang Daoist Is it okay to include several alchemy cultivators as well?"

"Of course not." Wang Tiansheng smiled and heaved a sigh of relief.

Finally hooked this old monster!

"Gu Daoyou, our Ghost Spirit Sect has been able to stand for ten thousand years. Naturally, there are some behind-the-scenes. There are also some Nascent Soul Elders in the Sect. They usually walk outside. They never regard themselves as the elders of the Sect, and do not associate with other Sects. These people are the last cards of our Ghost Spirit Sect."

"Now, fellow Daoist Gu, can you rest assured?" Wang Tiansheng asked with a smile.

The red-robed old man looked at him, with a greedy gleam in his eyes.

And not far above the heads of the two, in an empty place, Lu Yunze No. [-] touched his chin and chuckled lightly:
"interesting……"

(End of this chapter)