Godly Immortality: Start with the Butcher and add some Immortality!

Chapter 1074 Covet, greed!
Whoosh whoosh!
Four figures, one in front and three behind, flashed through the fog at high speed.

Wei Hong would occasionally throw two or three paper figures or a few offensive talismans behind him to hinder the pursuit of the three demon cultivators behind him and avoid being caught up by them.

The three demon cultivators behind him went from being furious at the beginning to having murderous intent and gloomy faces now. It was obvious that they had adapted to Wei Hong's methods, but they were helpless. One could imagine how furious they were.

Wei Hong galloped all the way and soon approached the edge of the foggy magic circle.

While fleeing, he did encounter any cultivators from the Demon-Slaying Alliance. On the contrary, he sensed through his spiritual sense that there were no less than fifteen Jindan cultivators.

However, when the Jindan cultivators within the alliance saw Wei Hong being chased by three demon cultivators, not only did no one offer a helping hand, but after discovering that Wei Hong had suffered serious injuries, they instead cast covetous glances at him, and their gazes were filled with greed and coldness.

It was obvious that the Jindan cultivators within the alliance not only did not want to help Wei Hong, but instead had other disloyal thoughts. Some of them even secretly followed the three demon cultivators, obviously with bad intentions.

"Humph, a bunch of rats!"

Wei Hong sneered in his heart, and naturally he knew what those cultivators were thinking like a mirror.

It was nothing more than trying to test him while he was injured. Once he showed any sign of weakness, the ordinary test would turn into a real killing move, trying to kill him.

The covetous and greedy looks he had sensed along the way had already made Wei Hong feel extremely alert and vigilant.

At this moment, a spiritual sense that was far more terrifying than the late Jindan stage suddenly swept across. After discovering Wei Hong's breath, the spiritual sense stayed on his body for two breaths, appearing unscrupulous.

"Nascent Soul Stage Divine Consciousness?"

Wei Hong's face changed drastically, and he immediately felt a strong sense of uneasiness in his heart.

Fortunately, although that spiritual sense was full of malice and made Wei Hong feel threatened like a needle, it had no further intention. It just glanced away and left.

"Qi family ancestor, Qi Huan?"

After sensing the malice and murderous intent in that spiritual consciousness, Wei Hong immediately realized that this spiritual consciousness was most likely from Qi family ancestor Qi Huan, otherwise it would be impossible for it to be so full of malice towards him.

Thinking of this, the uneasiness in his heart reached its peak.

Wei Hong really didn't expect that even the ancestor of the Qi family had set his sights on him.

If a Nascent Soul cultivator wanted to attack him secretly on the battlefield, he would be in danger.

"Qi family? Okay, very good, you just wait!"

Wei Hong was furious and completely hated the Qi family.

Fortunately, he had already reached the edge of the fog array and could leave the battlefield immediately.

Whoosh whoosh!
He threw three Xuanmu Explosive Talismans behind him again, and then his whole body turned into a green rainbow. Taking advantage of the moment when the three demon cultivators behind him were entangled, he rushed out of the fog formation directly.

After breaking out of the formation, the covetous eyes behind him suddenly disappeared by half.

Wei Hong flew straight towards his tent without any hesitation.

Not long after he left, several figures flew out from the fog again.

"Hmph, he's a fast runner!"

One of the middle-aged men, who looked ordinary, had lost track of Wei Hong and his expression suddenly turned grim.

The other monks also had gloomy expressions, but they did not continue to track forward.

Now that Wei Hong had returned to the camp, they did not dare to take action in the camp. So they could only return to the mist formation with helplessness!

Wei Hong went straight back to his tent and quickly set up multiple protective formations.

"call!!!"

He sat cross-legged on the golden cushion and took a long breath. He couldn't help but think to himself, "Sure enough, some cowards who hid their heads and showed their tails couldn't help but jump out. Fortunately, I didn't get too entangled with the three demon cultivators, otherwise it would be really dangerous."

When Wei Hong thought of those cultivators who had been following him secretly just now, as well as the attention of the Qi family's ancestor, he not only felt a strong sense of uneasiness in his heart, but also a cold murderous intent emerged in his heart, and he was secretly ruthless in his heart.

"The Qi family is fine, but how dare other Jindan cultivators covet me and even want to take advantage of me? They really don't know how to live or die!"

Wei Hong's heart was filled with murderous intent, and he no longer had any good feelings or trust towards these Jindan cultivators within the alliance.

Wei Hong still has a clear understanding of his current situation.

Now, in the entire Demon-Slaying Alliance, because of the influence of the Qi family, except for Beitang Mo and Yang Yi, everyone else may take advantage of his misfortune, and even want to kill him directly.

One reason was to please the Qi family, and the other was to obtain a large amount of resources and spirit stones from Wei Hong.

It can be seen from his previous experience on the battlefield that no one in the alliance will lend him a helping hand now. His identity as a so-called hero of the alliance has long lost all its effectiveness under the pressure of the Qi family.

Such an alliance is really disheartening.

Even the alliance's top leaders, such as Master Zi Yang, no longer made any moves to protect them, but allowed the Qi family to exert pressure at will.

Therefore, Wei Hong had actually already made up his mind to leave.

"Hehe, an alliance like this will even harm its own people. It will be doomed sooner or later!"

Wei Hong sneered, obviously having foreseen the true fate of the Demon-Slaying Alliance.

He knew very well that when he was carrying out the mission before, he obtained a large amount of resources and spirit stones from the three large flying boats. This was a huge fortune that anyone would covet.

Although Wei Hong had never revealed the existence of this wealth to anyone, the monks in the alliance were not fools. From the photo stone he handed in, it can be seen that although Wei Hong destroyed three flying boats, he had enough time and opportunity to transfer the supplies on them in advance.

Therefore, many people could guess that Wei Hong must have a lot of resources.

This is a huge amount of wealth that even a Yuanying Zhenren would covet. Naturally, other Jindan cultivators have been itching to get a piece of the pie immediately. After all, such an opportunity is rare.

Coupled with the hatred between him and the Qi family, many cultivators within the alliance have already set their sights on him.

As a result, Wei Hong was faced with many crises in the Daye Dynasty.

"We must not leave the camp in the short term, otherwise those cowards around us will definitely attack us directly."

Wei Hong frowned, obviously having anticipated the worst outcome.

He was very clear at this time that staying in the camp was the best protection.

As long as he did not leave the camp, no one would dare to attack him openly. Even the Qi family would never dare to risk being disapproved and attack him.

Therefore, Wei Hong, who stayed in the camp, was still safe for the time being.

(End of this chapter)