Chapter Thirteen: The Scarlet Demon of Chaos God Sect
After half a stick of incense, another big battle broke out between the old man of the Wang family in Luohe and the son of the Ghost Punisher.
With a loud explosion, the Ghost Punishment God Son blew up the protective magic weapon awarded by the sect, and a big pit appeared. The old man in the Third Realm was penetrated by the exploded magic weapon fragments, leaving holes all over his body. He didn't even get a breath of blood.
Passed out.
The Son of God of Ghost Punishment made mental calculations but was not careful, and finally won the battle at the cost of destroying an arm.
Ignoring Wang Lang's plea for mercy, Guixing Shenzi dragged his heavy body towards Wang Lang and crushed Wang Lang's throat with his remaining left arm.
The Thunder Beast whined and was killed by the Son of Ghost Punishing God. Then the Son of Ghost Punishing God cut open its belly and began to devour its flesh and blood. The blood gas was discharged from its pores, like steam, and condensed into a blood mist.
The Son of Ghost Punishment turned into a bloody man.
Chen Qingshan knew that this was the reaction of the body's constant overdraft. The Ghost Punishing God Son was eating the flesh and blood of the Thunder Beast to control his injuries and keep himself sane.
Looking at the half-dead old Confucian cultivator of the Third Realm on the ground, and the God of Ghost Punishment who was like a wild beast with only a trace of instinct left, the fisherman Chen Qingshan knew that it was time to close the net.
Chen Qingshan picked up his sword and walked out of the hiding place.
Hearing the sound, Guixing Shenzi turned around instantly, with blood still coming out of his face, and roared like a wild beast: "It's you."
"It's me." Chen Qingshan didn't talk nonsense, but raised his sword and rushed towards the Son of Ghost Punishment. The sword flower in his body rotated rapidly, providing Chen Qingshan with strength. There was no need to talk nonsense to a dying person.
"Roar!" Gui Xing Shen Zi's eyes looked fierce, like a real beast, about to make the final struggle.
Chen Qingshan had no expression on his face and used all his strength to slash out with his sword.
A bright red hand poked out from the Ghost Punishment God Son, and with the help of Chen Qingshan's sword, the second-level ghost cultivator Zhu Yao from the Luan Shen Sect came.
Chen Qingshan's sword was very sharp and cut open the palm of Zhu Yao's hand, which was practiced in the secret method of ghost way. Blood flowed down, but Zhu Yao was indifferent and even showed an inexplicable smile.
"A very good sword, not inferior to those divine weapons in Hundred Weapons Book." Zhu Yao looked at the flowing sword in his hand and praised it.
The Son of Ghost Punisher was overjoyed and shouted to Zhu Yao to quickly kill Chen Qingshan and then take him away from here.
"Zhu Yao, you came at the right time, kill him quickly!" said the Ghost Punishing God Son.
Zhu Yao pushed the sword in his palm, then shook his head and looked at Chen Qingshan who was about to use the power of Zhuzhao: "I can't kill him, and I don't want to kill him."
Chen Qingshan and Guixing Shenzi were both stunned.
"You don't want to kill him, do you want to rebel?" Gui Xing Shenzi shouted at Zhu Yao.
Zhu Yao still shook his head and looked at Gui Xing Shenzi, with an even bigger smile on his face.
Gui Xing Shenzi felt his body go cold, and a red hand pinched his neck and lifted him up like a chicken.
Gui Xing Shen Zi struggled and stared at Zhu Yao in disbelief. Zhu Yao squeezed hard with his palms, and then threw the body of Gui Xing Shen Zi out like trash.
The blood-stained corpse of the Son of Ghost Punisher was like a torn sack, drawing a semicircle in the air and falling to the ground, where he died with his eyes open.
"I'm just a pawn, how can I dare to rebel?" Zhu Yao smiled strangely, saying that he didn't dare to rebel, but he did things that were many times more serious than apostasy.
A pawn of the Luan Shen Cult killed the superior Son of God.
Chen Qingshan felt confused.
Zhu Yao looked at Chen Qingshan. Chen Qingshan suddenly felt like he was facing a formidable enemy. Now Chen Qingshan really wanted to use the power of Zhu Zhao to kill this weird guy in front of him with one sword.
Chen Qingshan only felt that this guy was much more difficult to deal with than the Ghost Punisher God Son, and he didn't know what this guy was going to do. He had one head and two heads.
Zhu Yao said: "Maybe we are not enemies."
Chen Qingshan also felt that this Zhu Yao had no ill intentions towards him from beginning to end. Not only did he want to save him last night, but he also had no intention of fighting back in the face of his attack.
Finally, Chen Qingshan suppressed the idea of killing Zhu Yao and asked, "What do you want to do?"
Zhu Yao waved his hand and pointed at the corpse of Guixing Shenzi on the ground, then walked over, dug out a storage ring from his corpse, and threw it to Chen Qingshan.
"Doing a win-win thing, that's all."
With the death of Guixing Shenzi, the storage ring has no owner. Chen Qingshan saw the treasures in the storage ring at a glance. Among them, the most important thing for Chen Qingshan was two pieces of bone-like spiritual jade, which were sealed
Chen Qingshan once saw the artifact of the blood of the ancient gods used by the son of Gui Xing. Just a drop of the blood of the ancient gods caused the true form of Gui Xing to come and directly beat the tiger at the peak of the six realms.
Chen Qingshan's breathing became more rapid when he thought of the value of these two drops of the ancient god's blood, not to mention the storage ring itself and the other artifacts of the Ghost Punishing God Son.
Chen Qingshan did not hesitate and left his mark on the storage ring, and then put the ring on his hand in front of Zhu Yao without blushing or heartbeat.
Don’t take things that are given to you for free.
Seeing Chen Qingshan's actions, Zhu Yao, who was standing next to the corpse of the Ghost Punishing Son of God, suddenly relaxed a little and gave a thumbs up: "Hey, I thought all swordsmen cultivators were straight-tempered and upright. I didn't expect you to be so righteous."
Chen Qingshan stood with his sword in his arms and said, "Don't sword cultivators need to eat?"
Zhu Yao chuckled and waved his hand, signaling Chen Qingshan to give way.
Chen Qingshan, who had received the benefit, naturally cooperated and killed the old man from the Wang family in Luohe with a sword. Then he dragged his body away and rummaged for his body. Chen Qingshan was still thinking about his flying sword.
Still sitting.
Then, Chen Qingshan took out the somewhat dim flying sword from the old man's body, and there was also a book accompanying it, which actually contained the method of controlling the sword.
Looking at the black air on the flying sword, which was left by the shadow of the ghost torture, Chen Qingshan easily removed the dirt on the flying sword by mobilizing the power of the candle light. Chen Qingshan put the flying sword away with satisfaction.
After Chen Qingshan finished all this, he looked at Zhu Yao. At this time, Zhu Yao was busy with something, carving on the ground, gradually outlining the appearance of a formation.
Afterwards, Chen Qingshan saw an extremely uncomfortable scene. He saw Zhu Yao open the body of Gui Xing Shenzi and took out his heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys respectively. He held them in his hands and smiled sillyly, as if he was
Prepare to complete a long-prepared undertaking.
"Can you be less disgusting?" Chen Qingshan doesn't mind killing people, but he feels a little uncomfortable when a dead person does such a thing.
Zhu Yao was doing his own thing and said: "Just get used to it, these are all good things, just take a look." As he said that, Zhu Yao put down the heart in his hand.
As his heart dropped, the five internal organs of Guixing Shenzi were placed in the five directions of the formation.
The formation lit up, the five internal organs were sacrificed, and five red light pillars lit up from all directions, as if something was coming.
"Who is calling me!?" A majestic voice sounded, and a tall man wearing an emperor's crown appeared from the formation. This man was very familiar to Chen Qingshan. He was the ancient god Gui Xing.
"Huh?" Before Gui Xing could react.
Zhu Yao's eyes lit up, and he threw out a golden rope to restrain Gui Xing, and then rushed forward.
Under Chen Qingshan's disbelieving gaze, Zhu Yao bit Gui Xing's shoulder.
Zhu Yao directly summoned the source of ghost punishment and ate it in front of Chen Qingshan.
The formation went out, and Chen Qingshan's face was dull. He looked at the belching Zhu Yao in the center of the formation, and once again refreshed his understanding of Zhu Yao. Then, a feeling of admiration rose from Chen Qingshan's mind. This guy
, it’s really a big game.
Zhu Yao was in a good mood, rubbing his belly with satisfaction, and said lewdly: "Hey, boy, you have never seen a ghost cultivator like me, have you ever heard of ghosts eating the world?"
Zhu Yao wanted to say something else, but another burp interrupted him.
The wind blew up for no reason, and then came the soul-evoking sound. Zhu Yao's belly was rapidly deflating, as if the source of the ghost punishment in his belly was being rapidly digested.
A figure in white clothes slowly emerged from behind Zhu Yao, wearing a tall hat, holding a mourning stick, with a long bright red tongue hanging down to his chest, and the aura on his body was clearly that of an ancient god.
Zhu Yao swallowed one of the origins of Ghost Punishment and condensed his own Ghost Dao cultivation into this newborn ancient god.