He started by brutally defeating the demon lady, and the passersby were terrified!

In an instant, everyone's eyes fell on Meng Yan and Li Zhichun.

He was breathing heavily, his face filled with greed.

Ordinary humans are their prey, that's true, but cultivators are their prey even more.

Moreover, the higher their level of spiritual attainment, the more nourishing it is for them.

Blood was used in rituals, where the body and soul were consumed.

"Wonderful!"

The middle-aged man in black robes also displayed unprecedented excitement, unleashing his full aura!

Looking at these terrifying beams of light.

"Gurgle—"

Li Zhichun's expression was extremely unsettled.

Evil spirits are categorized into Blood Evil, Yin Evil, Extreme Evil...

Blood Fiend refers to three levels: Evil Ghost, Vengeful Ghost, and Ghost King, which correspond to the three realms of human cultivators: Body Tempering, Spiritual Spring, and Night Wandering.

In the Blood Fiend, light ranging from pale red to bright red represents evil spirits of levels 1 to 9.

Bright red and deep red light represent level 1 to 9 vengeful spirits.

Dark red to purplish-red light represents level 1 to 9 Ghost Kings.

Fortunately, there was no rose-red or deep purple-red light at the scene, and no Ghost King-level beings were present.

But here there are light red, bright red, deep red, dark red...

What does that mean? It means it includes everything from evil spirits to level five vengeful ghosts!

Only ghosts of level five or higher will have a deep red light appear on them.

The fifth level of a fierce ghost corresponds to the fifth level of a human's spiritual spring.

He and Brother Meng... both possess the same spiritual spring.

It seems like it wouldn't be unreasonable for them to order takeout?

"Brother Meng, the situation is dire. I'll help you break through!"

They've been locked on; turning back is impossible.

But Meng Ge should have a chance; it's better for one of them to live than for both to die!

"What do you mean, 'not good'? 'Great'? Fatty! Ten evil spirits, eight vengeful ghosts—that's a whopping 500,000!!"

However, Li Zhichun soon noticed that Meng Ge had a look of excitement on his face!

"???"

Li Zhichun couldn't understand.

Brother Meng's mentality is just too unbeatable!!

Because in his view.

This is a death sentence.

"You audacious beast! How dare this little wolf demon harm people! I am Zhang Yincai of Longhu Mountain! Junior sister, you protect these two fellow cultivators. I can easily subdue this little wolf demon on my own!!!"

Just as Meng Yan was about to make his move.

Suddenly, two Taoist priests dressed in gray robes and holding peach wood swords jumped out from behind.

One male and one female.

The man, named Zhang Yincai, unleashed his full power and plunged into the demonic aura.

The woman didn't leave her name; she had a baby face and stood in front of the two of them.

"Brother Meng, he's actually a Taoist priest from Longhu Mountain!!"

Li Zhichun said with delight.

Although Brother Meng was very confident, deep down he thought he was going to die here today.

No matter how strong Brother Meng is, his cultivation level is only the first level of the Spirit Spring Realm.

How can we fight this?!

I'll wear you down to death!

But now, with the help of the Taoist priests from Longhu Mountain, they are much more relaxed.

"Fellow Daoists, please rest assured, my senior brother is at the sixth level of the Spirit Spring Realm, and is from the Heavenly Realm of Dragon Tiger Mountain—"

"ah--"

Before the baby-faced junior sister could speak, Zhang Yincai, who had rushed out, flew right in front of them, crashed heavily to the ground, and spat out a mouthful of blood!

"?"

"???"

The baby-faced junior sister was dumbfounded.

Li Zhichun was dumbfounded.

You said it was no problem at all!

Is this it?

"Senior brother, are you... are you feeling weak?"

The baby-faced junior sister looked at her senior brother in astonishment.

"Damn it! This wolf demon is so strong!!"

Zhang Yincai forced himself to sit up!

Black hair sprouted from the body of the middle-aged man in front of them, who was dressed in a black robe, and even his mouth grew longer.

Suddenly, I started to regret taking on this demon-slaying mission.

It turns out that not only the Bureau of Divine Intervention has demon-slaying missions, but some traditional sects also have special places to accept missions and send their disciples down the mountain to slay demons.

Upon completion, you will receive corresponding contribution points, which can be exchanged for cultivation techniques.

The sect's model is very similar to that of the Divine Investigation Bureau, and they even cooperate and discuss things together sometimes.

Today, he specially brought his junior sister to the second level of the Spirit Spring to slay demons, but who would have thought that they would run into such a tough opponent.

"Little Taoist priest, let's set off together."

The wolf demon moved very quickly.

"Senior brother, be careful!!"

"It's a baby-faced junior sister!" she shouted.

"Junior sister, there's no need to worry. Heaven and earth are boundless, the universe borrows its power, and the Heavenly Yin Thunder shines forth!"

Zhang Yincai immediately stood up.

Disciple of the Heavenly Pride.

They definitely have a trump card up their sleeve.

He bit his finger, drawing blood, and gathered his celestial energy into his palm.

In an instant, the scene was illuminated like a flare, a dazzling light flashing as a giant ball of lightning swept across!

"Holy crap—"

In an instant, the wolf demon was repelled, and four or five evil spirits were killed in the process.

Meng Yan couldn't help but exclaim "Holy crap!" Her heart ached so much she could hardly breathe.

Where did this bastard come from?! What's the difference between this and robbing people in public?!

After all, a demon costs ten thousand dollars!

"Little brother, although you are only at the first level of the Spirit Spring Realm, don't worry, one day you will be as powerful as me, leaving sparks and lightning in your wake."

Zhang Yincai thought Meng Yan was amazed by the power of his move.

He immediately perked up, as if he had just used Clear shampoo, and said something with great enthusiasm.

"Yes, yes, yes! You've been a whirlwind of excitement!"

Meng Yan was speechless.

"Strike while the iron is hot! Wolf demon, prepare to die!"

Zhang Yincai leaped up, his peach wood sword emitting a bright light, ready to plunge it into the wolf demon's head.

"Awooo—"

Suddenly, a deafening roar came from the basement!

The altar was openwork, and a slightly reddish moon shone directly on the wolf demon.

In an instant, the other person's muscles swelled.

His cultivation level has actually broken through to the seventh level of a fierce ghost!

It raised its fist and slammed it at the lightning ball.

"Boom—"

The lightning ball exploded.

Zhang Yincai was thrown into the air by the shockwave, his clothes were torn, and his hair was frizzy and curled, as if he had been permed.

"Senior brother is really making a spectacular run this time..."

Looking at her senior brother's parabolic trajectory, the baby-faced junior sister inexplicably recalled what her handsome fellow Daoist had said.

"boom--"

Zhang Yincai slammed heavily down in front of the three of them again.

"puff--"

He exhaled a breath of black smoke and completely fainted.

"Senior brother—"

The baby-faced junior sister was visibly panicked, because her senior brother was the strongest fighter.

This handsome fellow Daoist is only at the first level of the Spirit Spring Realm.

The fat one is the same.

He himself possessed the second level of spiritual spring.

We've fallen into the demon's lair!

"No need to rush, it'll be your turn soon."

Suddenly a hoarse voice rang out; it was the hunchbacked old woman, whose fingernails had suddenly grown long like thorns.

He slashed directly at the baby-faced junior sister's neck.

"Damn it! I'll fight you to the death! You two get out of here!!"

The baby-faced junior sister bit her finger.

Apply directly to the peach wood sword.

"They're all sacrifices, none of them are leaving!"

The cat-faced old woman was very fast.

The baby-faced junior sister couldn't react at all.

Yes.

Normally, human cultivators of the same level are all tyrannized by demons.

Not to mention that they're still one level away from qualifying.

The sharp cat claws in her eyes kept growing larger and larger, until…

"boom--"

Accompanied by a powerful collision of spiritual energy.

Huh?

Why has it gotten so far away?

The cat demon was sent flying!

Who is it?!

The baby-faced junior sister turned her head in disbelief.

In an instant, a handsome figure came into view, holding a thick black short sword with ancient red inscriptions.

"A dead cat, a stray dog—their crimes are heinous. Today, on behalf of the Demon Slayer Division, I sentence you to death—"

He lowered his head, and spoke in a deep, cold voice, as if from the deepest hell.

Holy crap, why is there background music playing?

"Still fight bravely."

"That's what makes a hero."

"Look up! Chaos and war rage on!"

Looking back, you are by my side—

"Defeat—the curse of fate—"

Who brought Angela Chang here?!

The baby-faced junior sister listened to the background music that was playing in her head, while looking at the handsome fellow Daoist who looked like a holy light.

Those eyes gradually widened, widened...

So handsome.

It's so bright!

……