I'm a demon cultivator

Chapter 57 His corpse must be very uncomfortable

The voice was not loud, but when it fell, it was immediately followed by an echo, which made Tan Shuchang's words layered like endless waves.

As the sound waves arose, the time when the sun was supposed to be rising suddenly became filled with a bit of haze for no reason.

The vague darkness was intertwined with the nearby hills, forests, and even the clouds in the sky, so that the wind that blew had a slightly gray tint.

"What kind of magic skill is this?" Zhao Huaiji was shocked. He has been practicing for nearly a hundred years. In his early years, he had traveled to most of the Jiawu Realm and even went to the underworld to bring back the soul of an ancestor. Therefore, no matter how you look at it, he can be said to be knowledgeable. However, he has never heard of this kind of magic skill.

Even the "Secret Book of Black Shadows" of the Demon Sect's former leader was nothing more than countless black shadows, but the main body was still a human.

But from what we see now, this kid has completely lost his human form.

"Humph! It's nothing more than a crooked and evil technique!"

But soon, Zhao Huaiji showed disdain again, because he was extremely confident in the sword in his hand.

He just raised his sword.

"Sword rises!"

Suddenly, the sword force, like waves, broke out in an instant, like a mountain descending. The surrounding land was immediately filled with either cracks in the soil and rocks, or trees collapsed and fell to the ground.

And the gray wind was also dispersed.

Sword power is another universal means for sword practitioners besides sword energy. It can be used to save people, kill people, and even evolve into sword formations.

At this moment, as the sword power that Zhao Huaiji had practiced for decades spread out, this place seemed to be somewhat sharp for a moment, but there was a dazzling light that directly penetrated the sky.

This is the result of thousands of sword energies coming together.

The next moment, it seemed as if countless sword energies burst out, and the terrifying murderous intent showed signs of materializing at this moment.

When people develop murderous intentions, the world will be in turmoil!

However, what was strange was that the sword energy disappeared out of thin air as soon as it flew out.

I saw blood dripping. At some point, a blood cloud covered the sky above Zhao Huaiji. At the same time, blood gushed out of nowhere. For a moment, this place seemed to have turned into a lake of blood.

"The sword has arrived!"

Zhao Huaiji's voice was heard again, and then a huge sword shadow, as big as a mountain, was seen, which destroyed the lake of blood.

"Senior Zhao is really powerful." Tan Shuchang's voice of praise rang out, but at the moment his praise fell, Zhao Huaiji was actually split into two.

I saw the huge sword shadow that Zhao Huaiji slashed out, and it had fallen on Zhao Huaiji himself at some point.

When in the Undead Blood Form, if the Blood Pool has been summoned, then when you suffer a fatal blow, you can transfer the injury directly to the opponent.

And this is also the fundamental reason why Tan Shuchang called this magical power the "Du'e Body Form".

Although this is an ability he already possesses, without this magical power as a transition, Tan Shuchang would not be able to use it without paying any price.

"It can be seen that Senior Zhao is a qualified swordsman, and his sword is selfless!" Tan Shuchang appeared again, his face was slightly pale, but he returned to normal in a few breaths. He looked at the dead Zhao Huaiji, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, so he sighed in a calm tone.

Because then he can touch the corpse.

When his body was lifted into the air just now, he clearly felt that Zhao Huaiji had brought a lot of good things with him. He thought that he was thinking about going down the mountain with the Son of Destiny, so he took everything he could carry. Tan Shuchang flicked his finger, and suddenly an invisible energy like a knife cut through Zhao Huaiji's sleeves.

The two sleeves were almost unable to maintain the magic contained in them because of Zhao Huaiji's death, so when Tan Shuchang casually opened his hand, a lot of things rolled out immediately.

The largest one is the size of a six or seven-month-old baby, while the smallest one is an inch-long token-shaped object about three fingers wide.

Because the smallest thing looked like a token, Tan Shuchang thought it was the identity token of Tujian Mountain, so he checked the others first. Soon, he got a volume of sword scripture called "Wild Dog Sword", a bottle of Gong Yuan Bao Dan that improves the power of cultivation, three thousand Shangxuan seals, a top-grade flying sword of the spiritual instrument level, and twelve robbery talismans, each of which has its own use.

The most precious of them all is the sword manual with a rather unpleasant name, called "Wild Dog Sword", but it has nothing to do with dogs.

The sword manual itself was nothing special, it just looked like a very common book, but after opening it, a person suddenly appeared in Tan Shuchang's mind.

The Taoist was silent for a while, and then began to explain the way of swordsmanship to him.

Not surprisingly, this should be prepared for the child of destiny.

After putting these things away, Tan Shuchang went to check the token. When he saw it, he was stunned for a moment, because there was a hideous ghost face on the token.

So he turned the token over, and there were two complex symbols on it.

Although he didn't recognize them, Tan Shuchang knew what these two symbols were. They were an ancient writing that came from the underworld.

It is said that only the dead can understand and learn it.

"Why does Senior Zhao have a token of the underworld on him?" Tan Shuchang felt that this token probably symbolized something in the underworld.

So he decided to wait until the next time he was invited to that weird game and find a fierce ghost to help him look at the token.

After putting the token away, Tan Shuchang looked at the two pieces of the corpse and shook his head.

"Senior Zhao, I think the body is very uncomfortable. Let me leave you a few hundred Shangxuan seals. After you go down, find an old lady with good craftsmanship to sew it up for you!"

Tan Shuchang felt that he was still very kind, just like a robber who left money for his passengers, and he was very loyal to the code of conduct.

As for destroying the body?

He threw hundreds of Shangxuan seals here and someone else would deal with them for him.

When the sword cut Zhao Huaiji in half, it was not two smooth cross sections, but a bloody mess of flesh and blood. If he hadn't killed this man himself, Tan Shuchang would not have recognized that this was Zhao Huaiji.

Using a long staff to forcibly restrain the evil spirit nearby and transform it into a puff of black smoke, Tan Shuchang once again headed towards the place of challenge.

And because of Zhao Huaiji's intervention, and the fact that this method of traveling was relatively common, when Tan Shuchang arrived, the son of destiny was already there.

On a solitary peak, Long Zhangyuan was standing with his hands behind his back.

A mountain breeze blew, causing Long Zhangyuan's long hair to fly and his cuffs to rustle.

"You're finally here." Long Zhangyuan said calmly, "I thought you weren't coming?"

"How can I, Tan, be rude and not come when the Son of Destiny of Tujian Mountain invites me?" Tan Shuchang greeted him with a fist, looking calm and even with a slight smile on his face.

There was no hostility in his eyes, and he did not mention the matter of Zhao Huaiji, as if he had just arrived late.

(End of this chapter)