Stealing the Heavens.

Chapter 87 Caught a demon spirit

"Master, there is a demon spirit above the city gate!" Zi Dong ignored Dong Lai Zi Qi and quickly reminded Sikong Bo.

"How did you find out?!" Sikong Bo was stunned for a moment. He could only focus on the demon spirits that launched the attack, and the demon spirits that had been hiding could not be discovered at all.

"The spiritual roots of luck are going to devour him." Zi Dong smiled bitterly and explained how he could have discovered that it was all the result of Donglai's purple energy.

"Isn't the Luck Spiritual Root sleeping?!" Sikong Bo's eyes were extremely suspicious. Why would Zidong lie to others?

"As long as there is food, the luck root will wake up on its own, no need to wake it up!" Feng Qingwu immediately sarcastically said.

"Hall Master, that's it." Zi Dong could only continue to smile bitterly. Sooner or later, Dong Lai Zi Qi would turn him into a big liar in everyone's eyes.

"Do you know the specific location of the demon spirit?" Sikong Bo could only believe Zi Dong. He wanted to catch the demon spirit.

The reason why demon spirits are difficult to deal with is because the Taoist sect has never caught one, and Sikong Bo wants to take it back for the sect to study.

"You can find the luck spirit root, but I can't find it." Zi Dong smiled bitterly and shook his head. He didn't even know if there was a demon spirit, so how could he determine the specific location.

"Zidong, can you let the luck root catch this demon spirit?!" Sikong Bo was very excited.

"Hall Master, I am only responsible for providing luck, I can't do anything else." Zi Dong smiled bitterly and shook his head again.

"It should be because your cultivation level is too low." Sikong Bo nodded solemnly: "Let the spirit roots of luck swallow up the demon spirits above the city gate!"

Zi Dong quickly agreed and immediately transported 100 points of ninth-grade energy into the main vein. Purple mist quickly rushed out and rushed to the sky above the city gate.

But what everyone didn't expect was that Sikong Bo rushed towards the city gate following Ziwu.

Just when the purple mist forced the hidden demon spirit to reveal itself and was about to devour it, Sikong Bo suddenly accelerated, condensed a big hand in the void, and went straight to grab the frightened demon spirit.

The purple mist immediately condensed a big fist, which directly smashed Sikong Bo's big empty hand into dissipation, and then hit Sikong Bo himself.

"Well done!" Sikong Bo was very excited, and immediately roared, his fists suddenly surged, and he rushed straight towards the Ziwu Fist.

His consciousness has locked onto the demon spirit, making it impossible for the purple mist to swallow it up. Sikong Bo must be defeated first.

"Boom, boom, boom..." Sikong Bo's fists clashed violently with Ziwu's big fist, causing the air to explode continuously.

"Zidong, did you deliberately control that big purple fog fist to beat Hall Master Sikong?" Liu Moqing asked with gloating.

"Why should I beat Hall Master Sikong?!" Zi Dong glanced at Liu Moqing inexplicably. Does he need a reason to provoke?

"Master Sikong is in charge of the Yuntian Sect Law Enforcement Hall, he must have punished you!" Liu Moqing said naturally.

"Not only did Hall Master Sikong never punish me, he actually took great care of me!" Zi Dong immediately retorted.

"Then he must have punished the other disciples of the Demon Hunting Group!" Liu Moqing insisted on driving a wedge between Zi Dong and Sikong Bo.

"City Master Liu, if I could control the Luck Spirit Root, I would definitely be the first to beat you up!" Zi Dong glared at Liu Moqing angrily.

"This city lord has no enmity against you, why do you want to beat me?!" Liu Moqing was not angry, Zi Dong was just trying to divert his attention.

"Because you made me the target of all the monks in this Tianyun Continent!" Zi Dong's eyes were filled with anger.

"You wrongly blamed this city lord!" Liu Moqing quickly defended himself: "That was entirely the work of the demons!"

"Hmph, the demons were just chasing me secretly. It was you who made the news public. I've recorded this account!" Zi Dong snorted coldly.Liu Moqing's proud fat face immediately darkened. If Zidong hated him for this, then he would really have to strike first and never let Zidong grow up!

More purple mist rushed out of Zidong's body, because Sikong Bo had used the power of space to confine the sky above the city gate.

The purple energy from the east even condensed the demons it had swallowed, charming music sounded, and the remaining hundreds of amethyst demons danced around Sikong Bo.

However, Sikong Bo became more and more excited as he fought, and his speed became faster and faster. His fists had turned into phantoms, smashing the purple mist into a turbulent roll.

"Zidong, please discuss with Qi Yun Linggen and stop fighting. This demon spirit should be enough."

Zhou Xinyu quickly reminded that once Sikong Bo was injured, it would really create a gap between the two as Liu Moqing said.

"The key is that the luck spirit root doesn't listen to me!" Zi Dong smiled bitterly and shook his head. He wanted to discuss it with Dong Lai Zi Qi.

"Threatening it!" Feng Qingwu yelled through gritted teeth: "If you don't obey me, you will lose your luck in the future!"

"This method may work!" Zhou Xinyu immediately agreed. The spiritual root of luck requires luck, so Zidong can take the initiative.

"I'll give it a try!" Zi Dong suddenly became excited. Why didn't he think of this method? He was led by Dong Lai Zi Qi:
"Dong Lai Zi Qi, give this demon spirit to Hall Master Sikong, otherwise even if I die, I will never give you any luck again!"

"Boom, boom, boom", Ziwu's big fist hit Sikong Bo a few more times, and suddenly rushed towards Zidong.

Although Sikong Bo was a little dazed, he immediately grabbed the already stunned demon spirit tightly with his big empty hands.

"Zidong, are you threatening the luck spiritual roots?!" Ziwu all ran back into Zidong's body, and Zhou Xinyu immediately asked excitedly.

"I threatened death, maybe it was scared!" Zidong said excitedly, he just said it casually, but he didn't expect it to be really useful.

"Hmph, even the way of heaven bullies the weak and fears the strong, and the Luck Spiritual Root is no exception!" Feng Qingwu looked at the bright sky with disdain.

The protective formation of Jinshi City has been removed and the city gate has been opened wide. Sikong Bo grabbed the demon spirit and immediately ordered to enter the city.

"Zidong, why did the Luck Spiritual Root let go?!" Sikong Bo asked strangely as he walked. He didn't think he had defeated the Luck Spiritual Root.

"The disciples are threatening each other with death, so the Qi Luck Spiritual Root must be afraid." Zi Dong quickly explained.

"Well, without your body, the spiritual roots of luck will dissipate between heaven and earth." Sikong Bo nodded suddenly.

"Hall Master, can Zidong's luck spiritual roots be refined by others?" Feng Qingwu suddenly asked a sensitive question.

"General spiritual roots can be refined, but luck spiritual roots cannot. They only recognize one master, so they will do their best to protect it."

Sikong Bo glanced at everyone, especially Liu Moqing who was listening carefully, with a hint of warning.

Someone must have been plotting against Zi Dong for a long time. No one can have too little luck, let alone one that is so powerful.

"Zidong, take a walk around the city to see if there are any demon spirits left. Liu Moqing, please accompany me!"

When they were about to reach the inn, Sikong Bo gave instructions to Zidong, worried that there were still demon spirits hiding.

Zi Dong and Liu Moqing quickly agreed that Zhou Xinyu and Feng Qingwu would also accompany Zi Dong and take a look at Jinshi City.

(End of this chapter)