What Wu Tao, who was flying in the air, didn't know at all was that just as he was rushing back to Taiyi Xianmen's station.
In a secret retreat room in the Demonic Palace of the Heavenly Magic Sect, a gray-robed demon monk with a skinny figure and an old face who was practicing with his eyes closed suddenly frowned.
Then he let out a long sigh, groped around in his arms, and took out a dull domino, as if he was missing the fragrance of its owner.
The old demon monk in gray robe was playing with the dominoes. After a moment, he narrowed his eyes slightly, and a sinister and vicious look flashed across his face.
After a while, he stood up and walked out of the retreat.
Passing through a long corridor, the gray-robed demon monk came to a hall, and sat down on a stone chair in the middle of the hall with an expressionless face. Then a black light flashed in his hand, and at some point a small black face appeared.
The clock comes out.
There was a loud "dang" sound.
The gray-robed demon monk shook the bell casually, and the buzzing sound of the bell was low and melodious, and it was unknown how far it spread.
Then the gray-robed demonic monk put away the small clock and sat on the chair numbly, silently, like a dead thing made of wood or stone.
But a moment later, six disciples hurriedly ran out from several side doors in the hall.
These six disciples, five men and one woman, stood together at the head of the old man with solemn expressions, all with a look of awe on their faces.
"During a previous trip to the Yellow Demon Secret Realm, your junior brother Wang Siyuan was brutally murdered by an outer disciple of Wu Tao Taiyi Immortal Sect and died outside.
"Although your junior brother is not as skilled as others, the disciples of my Extreme Blood Sect cannot die without knowing why. Third brother, you personally take action and capture this person in front of me."
"I want to see who this person is. Anyone who dares to touch me, Zheng Qianqiu, must have the courage to bear my wrath since he dares to kill my disciples."
Cold light shot out from the eyes of the gray-robed demon monk, his face was extremely cold, and he spoke in a deep voice.
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He did not think at all that in this world, there are only two choices for some things, life and death.
If he hadn't sent Wang Siyuan to participate in the Huangji Taiyi Secret Realm, how could this happen?
In the world of cultivating immortals, this is how the intertwining of grudges, good and evil, and hatred arises.
The strong are respected, kings and emperors, while the weak are worse than ants.
This is especially true when it comes to how you handle a matter. No matter whether it's right or wrong, as long as you are strong, you are the right side.
The truth is always only between the sword.
This is a bloody real world, where truth and right to speak all belong to the strong, and the weak can only obey.
There are no rules or laws at all that can bind or restrict the strong, because rules and laws are all made by the strong.
The original intention of establishing rules and laws is to serve the strong, restrict and control the weak.
As long as he has the strength to overturn the table and remake the rules and laws, what he says is the truth!
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However, this gray-robed demonic monk is just a mere Dan-formation monk and does not have such great abilities.
This time, things won't be as easy as he imagined.
After all, under the rules and laws established by the top monks, a monk like the gray-robed devil who is in the early stage of forming a pill still has to be restricted to a certain extent.
"As ordered, disciple, go and do it immediately."
The six monks, five men and one woman, were surprised at first, but then they lowered their hands and answered in unison, as if in their eyes, this was an insignificant thing.
"Well, I hope that when I summon you next time, the murderer will already be in the Ten Thousand Blood Ghost Prison."
The gray-robed demon monk, the old devil of the Heavenly Magic Sect, nodded, stood up and walked out of the hall without saying another word.
At this time, there were only six members of the Extreme Blood Sect in the Foundation Establishment Stage left in the hall.
And that woman was none other than Zhang Waner, who had broken through the foundation building stage at some point.
"Sixth Junior Sister, please give Wu Tao's portrait to Third Junior Brother."
"Fourth Junior Brother heard that you have a good relationship with an inner disciple of the Taiyi Immortal Sect. Please ask him to see if you can send someone to check the recent whereabouts of this outer disciple named Wu Tao.
"The rest will be left to you, Third Junior Brother."
"As for the few of us, we also sent out our capable disciples to look for some young and handsome men in the mortal world to comfort our masters in the heart-breaking pain of losing our seventh junior brother." Among the six, the powerful middle-aged man dressed in black
The young male monk, as a senior brother, just thought about it for a while and then ordered the five people in a clear and logical manner.
The other four people are all young and handsome men, and none of them is ugly.
When the third junior brother heard this, he smiled faintly and immediately agreed.
The other three handsome juniors frowned slightly, looking a little embarrassed. After a moment, they all nodded reluctantly.
"Second Junior Brother, Fourth Junior Brother, Fifth Junior Brother, I know that your relationship with Sixth Junior Brother is average, and you even have some disagreements on weekdays, and you also hate young and handsome men."
"However, this matter was ordered by Master himself. If this cannot be done, I don't need to tell you that you three are very capable."
"Don't forget the punishment you received when you failed to do things earlier." The middle-aged man in black seemed a little worried, staring at the three junior disciples with complicated expressions, and said in a warning manner.
"How could it be? Although we and Seventh Junior Brother are not on good terms in normal times, he is dead now, and the master is in a bad mood. We all have to suffer. How can the three of us do our best to make the master happy? Senior Brother, you
Don't worry." After hearing this, the three junior brothers all changed their faces and forced themselves to laugh.
"It's good that the three junior brothers know the pros and cons. Let's act separately." Hearing this, the middle-aged man in black calmed down a little and said coldly.
So the five men and one woman also left the hall and went their separate ways.
A few days later, after some tricks, they finally determined the time and distance of Wu Tao's return.
After the third junior brother Han Jinwei prepared everything, he immediately set off and intercepted Wu Tao halfway.
At the same time, in another place far away, Wu Tao flew with his weapon and was on his way day and night.
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The night was as cold as water, and the dark clouds closed over the moon and covered the stars. A foot away, it was pitch black, making it impossible to see.
As the saying goes, when the moon is dark and the wind is high, people are killing people and setting fires.
Thousands of kilometers away from Taiyi Immortal Sect, there were two people confronting each other in the wilderness.
At this time, Wu Tao encountered the biggest crisis in his twenty-plus years of cultivating immortality. At a certain intersection, he was blocked by a demon in the foundation-building stage.
This devil is now looking at Wu Tao with a ferocious smile, as if he is determined to eat Wu Tao and wants to torture Wu Tao.
When Wu Tao saw this, he only felt a bit bitter in his mouth. He didn't expect that he was so careful and cautious, but in the end, he was ambushed by others. And it was the worst situation. He was fighting against a demonic monk in the foundation building stage at the level of Qi training stage.
Be careful all the way. When you are about to arrive at Taiyi Immortal Sect, before you can breathe a sigh of relief, without the slightest warning, you are suddenly blocked by this foundation-building stage demon monk who blocks the road ahead.
As soon as Wu Tao saw the ferocious expression on the demonic monk's face, he knew that no matter how much he tried to talk, it would be useless, because the target of this demonic monk was himself.
Facing the foundation-building demonic monks, Wu Tao did not dare to be careless and directly took out the Immortal-killing Demon Blood Knife, and then clasped the beast-transformation talisman and dozens of low-level spell talismans in his right hand.
As a foundation-building monk, Han Jinwei watched Wu Tao's every move with cold eyes, showing no intention of stopping or attacking.
It seems that he is full of confidence in himself and feels that he is fully confident in dealing with Wu Tao, which is why he seems so calm.
It's no wonder that there is a huge gap between the foundation building stage and the Qi training stage, not to mention that under normal circumstances, the monks in the foundation building stage are much richer than the monks in the Qi training stage.
There are countless magic weapons and talismans.
Facing Wu Tao, a newbie in the Qi training period, he naturally felt that he was sure of it and that it would be a trivial matter!
Seeing this, Wu Tao licked his slightly dry lips and sneered secretly. Since the other party was so supportive, he naturally wanted to make full use of this and give the other party a look.
So, without making a move, Wu Tao moved his body forward to close the distance between himself and the enemy, so as to give full play to his true advantage of both physical and mental cultivation. As expected, this demonic monk in the foundation-building stage did not take advantage of this due to his carelessness.
Opportunity comes.
Facing the strongest enemy he had encountered since entering the world of immortality, Wu Tao was not very afraid, and a fighting spirit arose in his heart.
So what if we use the Qi training period to fight the foundation building period?
So far, his hands have not been stained with the blood of a Foundation Establishment monk...
However, Wu Tao was also a little confused as to why this demonic monk in the foundation building stage wanted to stop him here.
I haven't offended anyone in these years, nor have I exposed my wealth. This shouldn't be the case.
"Boy, you are very courageous. When you were in the Yellow Demon Secret Realm, you dared to kill my junior brother Wang Siyuan, which made my master furious. Now take your life to make amends to my junior brother!" Han Jinwei said fiercely.
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Han Jinwei smiled ferociously and approached Wu Tao, as if he was about to take action.
However, when he saw the Immortal-Decapitating Demon Blood Knife in Wu Tao's hand, his pupils could not help but shrink slightly, and he cursed his master in his heart.
As a disciple of the Extreme Blood Demon, he still has some understanding of the terrifying power of this immortal-killing demon blood knife.
The playful look of cat and mouse on his face disappeared.
Han Jinwei took out his famous top magic weapon "Ten Thousand Ghosts Yinfeng Bag" from his storage bag, and then used an intermediate water-attribute talisman to hold up a water-attribute aura light shield, which strengthened the protection against himself.
Protection.
Seeing this scene, Wu Tao frowned and had a headache!
Han Jinwei shouted: "Boy, die for me!"
As soon as the word "die" came out of his mouth, the "bag of ghosts and evil winds" in his hand opened up, and with a roar, it was as if dark clouds were pressing over him. The originally dark wilderness instantly became darker and darker, and it was difficult to see his fingers when he stretched out his hand.
The surrounding areas are naturally not dark clouds, but ghosts filling the sky.
There are many kinds of these ghost ghosts, including red ghosts, seductive ghosts, sharp sword ghosts, tongue-twisting ghosts, spade-iron ghosts, etc. From a glance, there are only countless little ghosts speeding towards Wu Tao.
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