Immortal Road.

Chapter 690: Identity Exposed, Danger Coming

Master Xiongshan took the letter and read it.

"laugh--"

A pool of ashes fell from between fingers and burned as soon as it was read.

"You can contact them, but there's no rush. Just let them do what's convenient for them. How are the cursed items you collected?"

The leader nodded slightly, telling him that everything was ready.

"We have obtained a strand of hair from the owner of Beixian Fort through an insider, but after testing, we found that it seems..."

"Like what?"

"The Lord of Beixian Castle doesn't seem to be human!"

"Oh?"

Xiong Shanshangren was always gloomy and steady. He couldn't help but be surprised when he heard this. He turned back and asked him seriously.

"Are you sure? Do you have any evidence?"

All the true disciples of Wu Dao Sect nodded affirmatively.

"We are 70% sure that if the owner of Beixian Fortress is not a cultivator who is good at transplantation, and that strand of hair is indeed his own, then he should be a Beiyao demon!"

"The demon race actually managed to sneak into our human cultivation world and claim to be king?"

The people on Xiongshan Mountain were in disbelief, and there were many local Jindan-stage cultivators from the Chu State around them, all of them were stunned!
They have been fighting with Beixian Castle for so many years, but have not discovered this secret.

Even if the other party is good at using military formations and raises an army of tens of thousands of monsters, they only regard it as a special method of taming beasts. After all, many demonic sects, including themselves, also have armies of monsters.

But the fact that the Lord of Beixian Castle is himself a wolf monster is completely subversive!
"After our secret investigation, we found that every month, a large amount of cultivation resources are continuously mined and transported from Chudongnan to the southern Swallowing Star Mountains, which is the territory of the demon clan. This is enough to prove their identity as a demon clan and come to our human cultivation world to plunder resources!"

"What???"

"This is happening!"

"This, this, this Beixian Fortress is actually the demon clan offline"

"Have the demons learned to do this now?"

Everyone exclaimed in surprise, trying their best to digest this shocking news.

Although Master Xiongshan was in turmoil, he soon calmed down.

"It's okay. It's reasonable and natural for us to cut off this hand. Even if the demons in the Star Swallowing Mountains are dissatisfied, due to the rules of the human world, demon kings and above cannot easily descend in person. There is no need to worry."

"That's right. The battle between us and Beixian Fortress was a normal one. The winner takes all. It was a fair competition. In the end, they lost only because they were not as skilled as us. There is nothing to complain about."

The true disciples of the Wudao Sect are all disciples of the main sect, so there is nothing to fear from this, and they all believe that the Demon King will not interfere in this matter.

Master Xiongshan nodded:
"Then if you feel that you are about the same, you can start now! I am afraid that if the night is too long, there will be more trouble. If the other party captures Yueyao Peak first, it will be a bit difficult to deal with then."

The leader of the Wudao Sect took the order, took out a woodpecker, installed a fourth-grade high-quality spirit stone in the groove on its back, stuffed the small cloth bag into the crop on its abdomen, and then threw it out!
The wooden bird flapped its wings and flew away in the blink of an eye.

"Although we are proficient in curses, the Lord of Beixian Fort is at the peak of the Golden Core Stage after all. He can even refine the horizontal bone. His strength is unfathomable. Even if we cast a joint curse, it will take a long time."

"This time, we will give its hair to our eldest senior brother, the leader of the Bu Tian Pavilion, the Holy Son of the Wu Dao Sect. He will personally use the sect's magical power, the Seven Arrows Book, to curse the monster so that it cannot take care of itself!"

"It will be easy to deal with it by then!"

When Master Xiongshan heard this, he seemed to agree, but he was actually shocked in his heart!

The Holy Son of the Wu Dao Sect!
Leader of Butian Pavilion!
Big brother of the younger generation!

Nailhead Seven Arrows book!
With a person like this taking action personally, the wolf monster in the Wolf Fairy Castle might really be in for a tough time!
However, he vaguely remembered one thing.
That was when he was in the East Sea of ​​Song State, and he was cursed for no apparent reason. If it weren't for his cheap master, Master Jinglian, he would have been doomed!
According to his master at that time, the curse that he was hit by seemed to be the so-called "Book of Seven Arrows".

Recalling its power, he couldn't help but touch his butt, where there was a huge and thick thing, gently swaying and slapping from side to side.

Inadvertently, he inquired about the news.

"Brother Dao, is the Seven Arrows Book a magical power unique to your Wu Dao Sect?"

"of course!"

The true disciples of Wu Dao Sect did not suspect anything and thought that Master Xiong Shan wanted to understand its power, so in order to reassure him, they patiently explained it to him.

"This magical power is extremely famous in the field of curses. It can ignore defensive barriers at long distances and directly curse the target. It is impossible to defend against it!"

"Once you are targeted by this technique, it is basically impossible to escape. There is no other way except to be cursed to death. It is equivalent to a death sentence!"

"Our eldest brother has used this technique to curse and kill countless Jindan-stage cultivators. Now he is almost at the Yuanying stage. The master of Beixian Fort, who is only at the Jindan stage, will definitely not be able to hold on for long."

"Don't worry!"

Master Xiongshan nodded thoughtfully, pretending to be admiring, and asked casually.

"Besides your senior brother, is there anyone else who can do this?"

The true disciple of Wu Dao Sect was stunned, and then thought about it carefully.

"There shouldn't be any younger generation. After all, the requirements for this technique are too harsh. Only our eldest brother can learn it in our generation."

"Of course, there may be some in the older generation who can do it, we just don't know. But there must be some Yuanying-stage elders in the sect who can do it, there is no doubt about that!"

"Why, do you have any other difficult enemies? If you want to ask another senior brother to help, that's fine, but there will be a fee!"

"Uhh. Ahahaha good!"

Master Xiong Shan laughed, asked about the cost of asking the Holy Son of the Wu Dao Sect to take action, and said that he would think about it again.

These true disciples did not take it seriously, and in fact did not want to cause trouble for the eldest senior brother.

A few days later, Yueyao Peak.

The battle here is in full swing. The attack on Beixian Castle has been going on for seven days and nights. All offensives are well-organized and carried out step by step.

Now the hillside is basically filled with the flags of Beixian Fort.

Rows of disciples, under the cover of monsters, are launching a final charge towards the top of the mountain. As long as they can make it up and dismantle the last mountain protection formation, they will be considered a success!

In the sky, there were five or six Jindan-stage cultivators from each side fighting each other, while the rest were resting and recovering their magic power in the camp.

Zhenren Linli's face was pale at this time. He sat cross-legged on the top of Yueyao Peak. Beside him were several peak masters from other peaks. All of them had wounds on their bodies and looked worried.

The attack of Beixian Fort was too fierce, and its leader was as steady as a rock in using his troops, leaving them no chance of turning the tables.

"If this continues, I'm afraid I'll really have no choice but to abandon the peak and flee!"

This thought flashed through everyone's mind, but they couldn't help but ask themselves, without Jiuyao Peak, where could they and their disciples go?

Down the mountain.

Teams of disciples in the camp were running around, carrying equipment and props for attacking the mountain. Everything was under the temporary military management, and they hurried to the battlefield to report.

In the central army tent, Mr. Bei was wrapped up tightly, silently recovering his magic power. Below, Qianbu was chatting and laughing with several Jindan Zhenren, predicting when they could attack the top of the mountain, and the group of people were laughing so hard that they couldn't stop.

Because once they completely conquer Jiuyao Peak, each of their Jindan Zhenren will be able to get a sacred mountain and blessed land, and each of them will be the master of a peak!
It turns out that these days, following the right boss is the most valuable thing. It is very important to follow the right boss!
"Although the old fellow Linli Zhenren was powerful and had dominated southeastern Chu for hundreds of years, he was still defeated by the fortress lord's army, didn't he?"

"The fortress lord is a master at commanding troops, the two military advisors have performed miracles one after another, the young master has made good arrangements, and the disciples are united, so how can we not win?"

"Hahaha, that's true. We are all talented here, and Jiuyao Peak is full of rotten withered trees. It's time to change the owner of Lingshan Blessed Land!"

"Hey, you guys are embarrassing me. This journey is all thanks to my foster father and the two military advisors. I haven't done anything, so how dare I take credit for it?"

Qianbu was also in the tent. He was very humble at this time and waved his hands repeatedly, telling everyone not to praise him too much.

Fortunately, Dai Budong and Zhu Duiyou were not there. They were taking turns in the sky and fighting with the other Jindan Zhenren. Otherwise, they would have been sarcastic to him again.

"Alas, young master, why are you doing this? The two military advisors are young and hot-tempered, and everyone is used to their ruthless words. It's just a joke, no need to take it seriously!"

While everyone was comforting him, they were also quietly moving closer to him.

Because Mr. Bei of Beixian Castle was only concerned with holding on to the monsters he brought with him, and Dai Budong and Zhu Duiyou were wary of outsiders, this group of Jindan Zhenren had no choice but to rely on Qianbu and formed a small circle in private.

At this time, Mr. Bei sitting in the main seat also opened his eyes, but did not stop practicing.

"My son, don't belittle yourself. I have seen your efforts and have always entrusted you with important tasks. After Beixian Fort unifies the surrounding areas of Jiuyao in the future, I will take the two military advisors to fight elsewhere. You will be needed here at that time!"

"Thank you for your trust, foster father. I will definitely live up to your expectations!"

Qianbu stood up, walked out, knelt down and kowtowed, very respectfully, which made Mr. Bei very satisfied.

"Get up, everyone else, disperse as well. Go back and recover your skills. There is still a tough battle to fight, so don't let your guard down!"

"Yes!"

The Jindan Zhenren left one after another, and Qianbu also retreated silently.

The big tent was empty except for Mr. Wolf, who huddled in his wide sleeves and nodded with satisfaction. It seemed that this expedition was about to come to an end.

As long as they can take down Yueyao Peak, the next thing they will face is the final battle with the Wild Bear Gang!
"Wild Bear Gang, people from Bear Mountain, huh."

Mr. Bei couldn't help but sneer at the corner of his mouth under the brim of his hat.

It's not that it looks down on others, but the guy from Xiong Mountain is so stupid and rough, he doesn't know how to use troops or formations, so how can he be its opponent?

When the time comes, he will defeat them in one battle, the Wild Bear Gang will be torn apart in an instant, and the area around Jiuyao Peak will be easily taken over by him!
The reason why he is kept now is nothing more than to help me share the pressure of the Jiuyao peaks. Do you really think that he is on par with me?

Mr. Bei is playing a big game, and sometimes it is not a bad thing to give in appropriately.

If it insisted on fighting the Wild Bear Gang on the periphery before attacking Jiuyao Peak, it would have been seriously damaged by then, and it would take a long time for it to disintegrate the Jiuyao Alliance on its own.

However, by bringing in the Wild Bear Gang to first defeat Jiuyao Peak and then engaging in the final battle between the two sides, a lot of effort could be saved and the foundation for rapid unification could be laid.

Thinking of this, it smacked its lips with satisfaction and talked to itself.

"Your Majesty, I am almost there and will be back to report to you soon."

But at this moment, suddenly!

"Ugh~"

It suddenly arched its back, leaned forward, and vomited all over the floor.

It was a pool of yellow-green mucus with broken insect eggs and white maggots wriggling disgustingly inside.

For a moment, the tent was filled with a foul smell of vomit.

Mr. Bei felt pain all over his body as if he were being pricked by needles. Both his bone marrow and blood vessels were blocked by worms that were turning around in his body.

"what?!"

It gathered all its demonic power to suppress the strange phenomenon.

But suddenly a strange whistle sounded from within the body, with a peculiar tribal rhythm, as if it was sent from afar in the barbaric times.

“Hahahahahaha, a young man from the demon clan actually took on such a big order. He must be almost at the Nascent Soul stage, not bad, not bad, worthy of my incarnation to descend!”

In an instant, there was a sudden movement underground, and a big and thick worm broke out of the ground and shot towards his eyebrows!

Mr. Bei had no time to stop it and was directly lifted up and drilled into his sea of ​​consciousness.

Inside, the worm twisted rapidly, searching for the soul of Mr. Wolf, licking its lips with an excited hunting look.

"What kind of monster dares to break into my sea of ​​consciousness?"

The surging demonic consciousness from all around gathered together, and Mr. Bei mobilized all his energy to encircle and suppress this uninvited evil guest.

The two fought repeatedly in the battle, which was extremely dangerous.

outside world.

Qianbu heard the noise, went back, hurried over, lifted the tent and entered.

"What happened, godfather?"

Mr. Bei didn't have time to reply to him as he was still busy dueling with an unknown worm.

Qianbu turned around cautiously and lifted the curtain. After looking outside to see that nothing was happening, he set up a ban to block the place and then stood beside Mr. Bei to guard him closely.

After a while.

"Wow~"

Mr. Bei suddenly vomited again.

There was half a dead insect inside, as thick as a wrist!

The face under the hood was haggard. He let out a long sigh, stood up tiredly, glanced at Qianbu who was standing upright next to him, and a warm feeling passed through his heart.

"My son, it's okay, clean up the floor."

Qianbu didn't ask any more questions and went straight forward to clean up the traces left by Mr. Bei, and at the same time get rid of the smell in the tent.

But there was not even half an incense stick of time to rest.

Mr. Bei suddenly couldn't help but yell again!
"Ugh!!!"

Qianbu quickly turned around and was horrified to see the scene before him.

I saw a huge, long worm shadow standing up from behind my adoptive father, lowering its head and staring at him fiercely, then suddenly drilled into his body again.

Mr. Bei screamed in pain:
"No! Who on earth are you and why are you targeting me all the time?"

The worm was very ferocious. This time it gave up its sea of ​​consciousness and instead drilled into the demon's body, swimming freely and domineeringly.

Qianbu's eyes flickered, and he walked gently onto the stage again and came to Mr. Bei's side.

(End of this chapter)