Zhao Wujiang frowned. He felt that every time he used the power of the demonic energy, his soul would become weaker and the demonic energy would be depleted.

It seems that given his current condition, he still has to use it with caution.

In any case, he needs a body of his own, and in the process of finding a new body, he needs to make up for the evil spirit and soul at all times.

His current state is that his soul is built on demonic energy and uses demonic energy as his body.

But he is a human being after all, and he is a little worried that excessive use of demonic energy will bring about unexpected changes, whether it is good or bad.

Zhao Wujiang pushed open the door of the secret room and walked out.

He saw the Protector of the Blood God Sect standing bowed not far away.

This protector was none other than Wang Youfu, who brought twenty-five people from Zhaojiacun back.

Wang Youfu looked respectful and a little surprised. It was indeed the sect leader who came out, but when did the sect leader dress like that fool from Zhaojiacun?

He stepped forward flatteringly and rubbed his hands:

"Sect Master, are you satisfied with your enjoyment?"

"You have great merit."

Zhao Wujiang smiled gently. He was not wrong. If it were not for this Blood God Sect protector, it would be difficult for him to regain his strength in a short period of time and understand his current state.

Wang Youfu's smile became more and more flattering. The sect master had just rewarded him with a foundation-building pill. Now, would he want to reward him with another one or even more?

But the next moment, he felt purple star sand floating in front of his eyes. He was confused and touched his cheek. There was nothing abnormal. However, he was shocked to find that his hands began to mist at some point.

The mist turns into tiny purple sand-like particles.

He screamed in terror, but he couldn't make a sound because half of his face had disappeared and purple mist was rising all over his body.

The next moment, he collapsed to the ground, and more and more purple sand floated on his body, gradually condensing into mist.

In just two breaths, Wang Youfu, one of the protectors of the Blood God Sect, disappeared completely and turned into a cloud of purple mist, which rushed towards Zhao Wujiang and submerged into Zhao Wujiang's body.

The villagers imprisoned in the Beast Taming Hall howled in horror. Although Wang Youfu died without any blood, they felt the bone-chilling cold. They huddled in the corners of the iron cage, not daring to get close to the "Master of the Blood God Sect" in their eyes.

Zhao Wujiang glanced at them indifferently, and walked towards the outside of the hall with steady steps. He wanted to devour the entire Blood God Sect's disciples to gather his stronger cultivation.

This is his first step on the road to revenge.

All the locks of the iron cage in the Beast Taming Hall disappeared, as if it had never appeared before. The doors of the iron cage were also opened one after another, but for a while, no villager dared to move.

It wasn't until Zhao Wujiang walked out of the Beast Taming Hall for a long time that someone tried to get out of the iron cage. They found that no members of the Blood God Sect were there to stop them. More and more people walked out of the iron cage and rushed outside the hall crazily. They began to flee in all directions, running towards their own

village.

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Zhao Wujiang walked through various halls and back mountains, and all the Blood God Sect disciples, protectors and elders were wiped out by him.

To be precise, he didn't take action. What he took action was the fox's tail which was filled with evil spirit.

Wherever the purple mist passed, all flesh and blood disappeared and turned into pure power, which was swallowed up by Zhao Wujiang.

This is not only the power of the demonic energy itself, but also Zhao Wujiang's star-absorbing technique, which creates such an effect.

Finally, he arrived at the palace where the sect leader Xiao Chen usually rested.

If there is a place where the Blood God Sect is most likely to hide treasures, it is undoubtedly here.

The evil wind blew open the door of Xiao Chen's wing.

Before Zhao Wujiang stepped into it, there was a sweet laugh.

"Husband, you are finally back."

A woman walked out of the wing.

The pink gauze skirt outlines the plump and proud figure, the face is delicate, and the eyes are as silky as silk. She walks with lotus steps, twisting and swaying her waist, and her charm is lingering.

Zhao Wujiang's face was dull. This plump woman looked like a ripe peach, with her delicate body barely visible under the gauze.

He had seen so many beauties that he stretched out his hand and wanted to kill them all.

But as soon as he stretched out his hand, he was slightly startled.
Chapter completed!