Master’s plan to revitalize the beautiful girl demon cult

Anyway, his true form is now enshrined in the Underworld Sect, and there is nothing special to do. He might as well concentrate on causing trouble for He Youzhou.

He Youzhou frowned, and a rare word "well" appeared on his forehead.

He has always been a calm person, and he will not show signs of veins popping up on his forehead.

Even if he encounters a guy who doesn't have eyesight, he won't get angry. At most, he will kill him with one sword.

This is not called irritable, but decisive in killing.

The last time he was angry was because his disciple was bullied by the Blood Slaughter God, so he went to find trouble.

But this time he was angry because of the Blood Slaughter God.

This half-dead bastard, the Blood Slaughter God, is really too much.

Obviously he couldn't hurt himself, so he could only use the corpse of the leader of the Underworld Sect to fool him, but he still wanted to slow down his pace.

He Youzhou took a deep breath and casually threw aside the sword he snatched from the ghost's hand.

"He Youzhou, although I can't hurt you! You can't do anything to me either!"

He Youzhou raised his eyelids and saw that the Blood Slaughter God could not control this corpse for too long from thousands of miles away.

As long as you continue to dodge here, everything controlled by the blood-killing god's murderous intention will stop.

Even if you don't do anything, the Blood Slaughter God will disappear. After all, the Blood Slaughter God was just there to bring disgust to He Youzhou.

He Youzhou folded his sleeves with his hands, took a step forward from the driftwood, and then stood on the lotus leaf.

He also knew this and didn't want to waste his spiritual energy, but he changed his mind.

The iron sword behind him suddenly left its sheath.

The moment the iron sword was unsheathed, wisps of spiritual energy emitted from around the sword grid.

Every strand of spiritual energy seems to contain a piece of heaven and earth.

Chapter 634: Chapter 145 Sword Spirit Express

Cracks appeared in the feather eggs far away in the Netherland Sect without any warning.

People from the Netherland Sect thought that some kind of chick was going to hatch from an egg, so they gathered one after another.

When the Blood Dynasty handed over this feathered egg to them, they didn't say much.

Therefore, they knew nothing about the existence of feather eggs, thinking that chicks would hatch from them.

However, this feathered egg is covered with eyes and has a few thin arms behind it. It is not surprising that a monster hatches out of it.

But what finally emerged from this feathered egg was not a living thing.

A large amount of blood flowed out from the gaps in the feather eggs, staining the entire altar red.

The blood flowed down loudly and seemed to have no intention of stopping.

And the blood would occasionally bubble up, which was particularly disgusting.

The people in the Netherland Sect who were looking after this feathered egg couldn't help but panic when they saw this.

If something goes wrong with this feathered egg, the leader will definitely accuse them when he comes back.

However, what they didn't know was that the head of their Underworld Sect had died in Tiandong Village.

"He Youzhou... He Youzhou..." When everyone was panicking, waves of hoarse voices came from Feather Egg.

There was a strong killing intent in this voice, as if he wanted to curse the owner of this name for thousands of lives.

He Youzhou directly let the iron sword out of its sheath, ignoring all the injuries, and reached his body.

The little vitality he had left was once again cut off by He Youzhou.

In order to cause trouble for He Youzhou, he himself paid a heavy price.

However, he did not expect that He Youzhou would be so cruel.

If you want to break through the space he solidified, you don't need such a powerful move.

He Youzhou struck out with that sword just to inflict serious damage on him.

The Blood Slaughter God condensed all the murderous intent in his voice, echoing in the feather egg, "I will definitely kill you..."

He vowed to kill He Youzhou by killing the blood-slaying god who proved the way.

He wants to kill everything in He Youzhou, leaving no trace of He Youzhou's existence in this world.

It's a pity that the people of the Netherland Sect were in a panic and did not hear the subtle sound in the feather egg.

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When the Blood Slaughter God made a voice full of resentment, He Youzhou folded his sleeves and walked out of the room.

There was not a drop of blood or a speck of dust on He Youzhou's body, and his white linen clothes were rough but exceptionally clean.

The iron sword that had been unsheathed before was now lying back quietly.

The sword spirit had been thinking about it in his mind for a long time after severely injuring the Blood Slaughter God just now.

Sword Spirit said that he had used [-] points of spiritual energy, and it would take a long time to save them up.

Being able to make the Sword Spirit, who was usually reluctant to speak, nag for such a long time was enough to show how much spiritual energy He Youzhou's move just now took.

The sword that wiped out the vitality of the Blood Slaughter God looked ordinary, but the consumption was actually far greater than the sword formation that contained the beast tide.

"Dad, can you please stop being so impulsive?" Sword Spirit didn't forget to add after He Youzhou came out of the house.

He Youzhou said aggrievedly, "I'm not acting out of motivation. Isn't that guy going too far?"

"You clearly know that that guy can't do anything to you, so just leave it alone." Sword Spirit said in a decadent tone, "If you leave it alone, that guy will disappear on his own."

After all, the Blood Slaughter God's true form is not here, and he will leave sooner or later.

By then, the distorted space will naturally collapse, and the body of the leader of the Underworld Sect will no longer move.

"If you waste any more time, you will miss the audition for the Tiandong Conference." He Youzhou raised his head as he spoke.

He just knew that the Blood Slaughter God couldn't maintain it for a long time, so he chose to wait.

But the Blood Slaughter God's determination to disgust me was really strong, so I just gave up on him.

"It's daytime?" He Youzhou was stunned for a moment after noticing the big sun above his head.

You wouldn’t know it if you didn’t look at it, but you would be surprised to see that it is already daytime.

And it's not early morning, but close to noon.

"Oops, the auditions for the Tiandong Conference have already begun." He Youzhou ran to the foot of Zhushan anxiously.

He ran a few steps and felt that his speed was not fast enough, so he threw the sword behind him.

The iron sword spun around and then hovered in mid-air. He Youzhou jumped onto it and said, "Let's go!"

The sword spirit couldn't help but be surprised, "Dad, do you want to control the sword?"

"That's right, we're in a hurry." He Youzhou gritted his teeth and said firmly.

It's true that he doesn't want to wield a sword, but now for the audition, he has no choice but to do this.

I just hope that his good disciples can delay the game.

The sword spirit did not hesitate and turned into a meteor in the next second, leaving Tiandong Village.

The people who were still in Tiandong Village only saw a blue and white afterimage, and had no idea what was going on.

In response to He Youzhou's request, the sword spirit captured the location of the disciples of the Tianyan Sect and arrived at their destination in the blink of an eye.

That speed can no longer be described as lightning fast, it is simply the level of teleportation.

It's as if the middle section of the road has been "cut off".

"Buzz--" The iron sword made a trembling sound after it stopped suddenly, placed He Youzhou firmly on the ground, and then hung it automatically and consciously behind his back.

After He Youzhou landed, he was surrounded by several people from Tianyan Sect.

"Master?" Lin Qingxue turned around and saw He Youzhou standing on the side, and was shocked, "Are you back?"

Her master came back without any noise, which made her feel admiration from the bottom of her heart.

What kind of breath-containing skill this was, she couldn't even notice it when it came to her side.

But this was Lin Qingxue's misunderstanding. He Youzhou had nothing to do with interest collection.

It was simply because he teleported here with his sword spirit that it was so sudden.

In He Youzhou's senses, he seemed to have passed through barriers one after another, and the distance in cognition was infinitely compressed.

It can be said that as long as the sword spirit wants to, there is nowhere he can go within a hundred miles.

The premise is that He Youzhou can endure this process.

"Qingxue, help me as a teacher..." He Youzhou, whose face was bloodless, leaned against Lin Qingxue and said weakly.

After Lin Qingxue was approached by her master, her cheeks turned an intoxicating blush.

But she didn't forget what her master just said to her, "Master, be careful."

She supported her master and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

She had rarely seen her master look so weak, and she couldn't help but ask worriedly.

"Master is dizzy." Tomoyo said softly.

After seeing his master return, Tomoyo breathed a sigh of relief.

But this weak look made Tomoyo feel heartbroken.

"Dizziness?" Lin Qingxue seemed to remember someone saying this.

But she didn't expect that Master's dizziness would be so serious.

The huge contrast in Master's look... seems quite cute?

Chapter 635: 1Chapter 16 Good, bad reputation

"The game...how is the game?" Although He Youzhou was feeling very uncomfortable now, he still asked about the game first.

It doesn't matter if he faints, the game must go smoothly.

In order to catch up with the competition, he deliberately wasted his spiritual energy to kill the leader of the Underworld Sect.

Otherwise, he would have been sitting in that room waiting for the Blood Slaughter God to exhaust his spiritual energy.

"It hasn't started yet, right...?" He Youzhou's voice was so weak that it made people feel distressed.

He saw that everyone from his Tianyan Sect was here, and felt that the competition had not started yet, or that it was not their Tianyan Sect's turn yet.

It seems that I have caught up, and it is great that I did not waste time.

If I hadn't caught up, everyone's expressions would not be so relaxed.

Yes, it must be like this.

"Master, the first round of the competition is over." Tomoyo said respectfully.

However, after Tomoyo's words, He Youzhou Youzhou, his whole body felt as if he had been struck by five thunders.

"The game is over?" He Youzhou's pupils kept shaking.

He thought the game hadn't started yet, but in fact it was already over.

He Youzhou couldn't accept this fact for a while and couldn't help but cover his forehead.

Could it be that he worked so hard but still failed to catch up in the end?

In this case, what is his purpose of solving the Blood Slaughter God so quickly?

Should he have dealt with the Blood Slaughter God earlier instead of being lazy?

"Master must be hallucinating." He muttered.

This 300-year-old monk was beginning to be unwilling to accept the facts.