The originally arrogant monster was easily penetrated, and then the demonic energy on its body disintegrated and turned into nothingness.
Wu Yun'er's face was full of joy after escaping death, and then he raised his head and looked at the white clouds not far away.
Yingying Yifu bowed down with a respectful face: "Thank you, senior, for saving your life..."
He said this, but Wu Yun'er's heart was churning like a stormy sea. Why was there another old monster in the Nascent Soul stage, and the feeling he gave to him seemed to be better than that of Master Lin.
I was feeling uneasy in my heart, but on the outside, I naturally didn't dare to show it at all.
"The grace of saving life may not be..."
Among the white clouds, a low voice came, with evil intentions.
Wu Yun'er's face suddenly turned extremely pale, but in front of the great monk, there was no room for her to dodge. From the white clouds, a demonic wind flew out. Wu Yun'er's body-protecting aura had no effect at all, and she fainted. .
Then the clouds parted, revealing a man wearing a Confucian shirt.
He looked to be only seventeen or eighteen years old, slightly younger than Lin Xuan. His skin was as white as jade, but his hair and eyebrows were as white as winter snow.
It was the Lord of Haoshi City, the old monster from Beiming with half-demon blood.
Although he cooperated with the demon, how could he do it wholeheartedly?
In this independent space, a treasure belonging to a monk in the separation and union period actually appeared, which made him greedy to swallow it all for himself.
The demon used the secret technique of shrinking the earth to intercept the old guy who was in the middle stage of Nascent Soul first, but Lord Beiming quietly changed the direction of his flight.
As the saying goes, what is imaginary is real, and what is real is imaginary. If he thought about it, the other party would most likely lure the enemy by himself, but instead give the treasure to the girl who is at the stage of condensation to take away the treasure.
So he followed behind, easily destroyed the demon's clone, and then captured Wu Yun'er.
With a flick of his sleeves, a ray of light flew out, and the storage bag on Wu Yun'er's waist fell into his palm.
He probed his consciousness into it and quickly frowned, wondering if there was any treasure he was looking for inside.
Did he make a mistake, or did this woman take the treasure elsewhere?
A trace of cruelty flashed across Zhenjun Beiming's eyes, and he was about to use the Soul Searching Technique, but suddenly his expression froze and his gaze fell on Wu Yun'er's right hand.
The white wrist is as white as jade, but there is a small plum blossom close to the palm.
As red as blood!
This is...a disciple of the Wu family?
"Yes, only direct descendants of the Wu family will have this plum blossom mark on their bodies."
True Lord Beiming sighed, and his violent expression gradually disappeared.
Immortal cultivators are heartless and heartless, and Zhenjun Beiming is not even a good person. However, no matter how bad a person is, there will be a good side.
That's what he is!
Because he was half-human and half-demon, he was looked down upon and hunted down in the world of immortality before he could achieve greatness. However, the ancestors of the Wu family once saved him.
He even imparted Taoism to him. It can be said that if he had not met that senior Wu, even if he had not fallen, he would never have attained such advanced cultivation level as he does now.
Drink water and remember the source, not to mention that in Zhenjun Beiming's memory of more than a thousand years, there is only one person who has been kind to him.
The less the less, the more worthy of cherishment, so he did not intend to harm the children of the Wu family.
What's more, after becoming the Lord of Haoshi City, he conducted overt and covert investigations and learned some secrets of the Wu family.
Back then, he had wondered why Senior Wu, who was not tolerated by the human and demon clans and was beaten up by almost everyone in the world of cultivators, was so favorably favored by him.
It turns out that the Wu family himself, on the surface, is a human monk, but in fact he also has the blood of the demon clan. It can be said that the two sides share the same problem.
After taking a look at the unconscious Wu Yun'er, although he didn't intend to kill this woman, there was no reason to give up the treasure.
Searching for souls is the simplest method, but it does too much damage to the spiritual mind, but it doesn't matter. As a great monk in the late Nascent Soul stage, such a trivial matter will not trouble Zhenjun Beiming.
As soon as the sleeves of the robe were flicked, a ray of light flew out and enveloped Wu Yun'er's delicate body. The woman was obviously still unconscious, but strangely she sat up on her own.
A look of satisfaction appeared on Zhenjun Beiming's face. He made a secret with his hands and used the art of inducing dreams.
The so-called dream induction, as the name suggests, is somewhat similar to the secular hypnosis method, but it is much more advanced. You can almost get anything you want to know from the other person's mouth.
"Who is the monk in the middle stage of Nascent Soul?"
"Uncle Lin..." Wu Yun'er spoke with dull eyes.
"Uncle Lin?" Zhenjun Beiming was stunned for a moment, and then his expression became serious: "Have you obtained the treasure of the ancient cultivators of the Separation and Reunion Period, and where have you hidden it?"