Chapter 67: Fury (Second Update)

  Not far from them, at least three waves of people were staring, some of which weren't even aiming for the treasure, and compared to the popular Wumu Jing, cultivators were actually more practical.

  "Nine Heavens Fire Luan, this kind of spiritual beast, there must be a lot of goods on this Water Spirit little girl's body!"

  "Haha, that's for sure, just don't know how strong it is."

  "Look at that girl's appearance, she can't be more than twelve or thirteen years old. Even if she is a genius, what can she do?"

  "I'm afraid there's a bit of background, it can be done, but it needs to be clean and efficient, now is not quite the right time."

  "Good grief, at least two groups of people have their eyes on this fat sheep."

  "What should I do?"

  "Wait and see."

  The tone of speech reveals a sinister and ruthless color, and there is also a saying called "black eating black".

  The closer they got to Fog Spirit Mountain, the more cultivators there were, and their guard against each other also grew stronger. Probably only Wang Meng's three-man group seemed like they were here for sightseeing.

  Eat well, drink well, sleep well.

  "Brother Wang, tomorrow we'll also go to the mountain. Looking at its majestic appearance, that thousand-year-old wu mu essence is precious even if it's not old enough."

  Zhao Lingxuan said, after all, she was born into a wealthy family, and her vision was still quite authentic.

  Wang Meng nodded, "This Wumu Jing has some use for me, if there's a chance to get it, that would be best, but no need to force it, let's all stay in one tent today."

  Obviously Wang Meng was hinting at something, Zhao Lingxuan blinked her eyes, and there was no fear in her gaze.

  Wealth should not be revealed to outsiders, and the same goes for spiritual beasts. A young disciple having a spiritual beast is equivalent to telling others that they are wealthy. However, Zhao Lingxuan's elegant appearance had already caught the attention of many demonic cultivators.

  "This little girl is not bad, I'll take her. Lili darling, the goods you introduced this time are top-notch!"

  A middle-aged man with a literary appearance stood in the distance and said.

  "Master uncle, this girl seems to have some background."

  "Haha, I heard that the Zhao family of the Holy Temple obtained a Nine-Heaven Fire Luan more than ten years ago. This girl is probably from the Zhao family, but the woman I have my eyes on has not escaped my grasp yet, what can the Zhao family do!"

  Zhang Dao said calmly, "This little girl is a rare treasure. Even from such a distance, I can feel her pure spiritual energy and the fragrance of her primordial yin. A female saint like her would be a great supplement to my cultivation method."

  "Master Shu is wise, our Demonic Cult will eventually surpass the Moxin Sect. Striking the Holy Temple is an opportunity to establish prestige. Master Shu, you should be the one to take over as the leader." Cheng Lili hurriedly flattered him.

  Zhang Dao smiled proudly and looked up at the sky, still needing to wait a bit longer.

  Although Zhang Daoju was not afraid of the Holy Hall, he couldn't take action against a junior in broad daylight and get this little girl, which would definitely help him make great progress in his skills.

  In the face of opportunities for growth in power, I am not afraid of even death, let alone care about what background.

  Deep in the night, only the cries of wild beasts could be heard in the forest, making it even more eerie. A dark cloud covered the moon, and shadows shrouded the tent where Wang Meng and his two companions were.

  Jiutian Huolan's fur stood up all at once, a flame burst out, but it seemed to crash into an invisible barrier. The flames dispersed, but couldn't break through.

  An area of over ten zhang was shrouded in a gray array. Zhang Daoru and Cheng Lili had already walked inside.

  Wang Meng and the other two rushed out, "You're really a ghostly woman who won't leave!"

  Suoming brandished his hammer and roared.

  "What fun is there in being a nun? It's wonderful to enjoy life with my sister." Cheng Lili batted her eyelashes and flashed what she thought was a charming smile.

  Zhang Dao's expression turned calm, and he smiled slightly. "Little sister, I see that you have exceptional talent. Why don't you become my apprentice? I'll treat you well."

  At this time, Zhang Daoru seemed to have a divine and elegant demeanor, with a somewhat lofty and transcendent air about him.

  "Yes, yes, it would be great if we were one family."

  Zhao Lingxuan's eyes showed a hint of confusion, "Alright... you're asking for it, look at my sword!"

  A flash of light, a flying sword in hand, the sharp sword energy roared towards Zhang Daorong, while Suo Ming also swung his hammer at Cheng Lili.

  At the same time, Huo Lian also rushed over, Zhang Dao Ru appeared to be still very calm, "Hehe, little girl, your kung fu is not bad, I like it more and more."

  On the other hand, Cheng Lili's fire seal also covered Su Ming, Yuan Li's absolute advantage. With the same fire seal, Cheng Lili was much more powerful than Zhou Qian and could directly suppress Su Ming's attack.

  As for Wang Meng, a guy with a cultivation level of eleven or twelve layers was like an infant in front of them.

  Wang Meng was also in no hurry and stood aside watching the commotion.

  Zhao Lingxuan hated the most were lustful and evil people, their auras didn't resonate at all. Last time she encountered Feng Lei Meng Chong, she suffered a loss, but this time she had brought enough magical treasures.

  What does Zhao's family in Sheng Tang do?

  King of Treasures!

  Golden light flashed, a golden ring flew out, constantly chasing Zhang Daorou, while the flame of Huoluan was spraying, and Zhao Lingxuan's level was not bad at all. At her age, she could laugh at Shengtang with her 18th-level yuan power, and her swordsmanship was quite delicate.

  "Behold my Ling Xi Sword Technique!"

  Eliminating evil and finally giving Zhao Lingxuan an opportunity to show off, she was merciless in killing the lustful thief.

  Zhang Dao Ru is the more he looks at her, the more he loves her. This girl's talent is simply rare in the world. With this furnace and tripod, she can achieve small perfection. When taking action, she has a sense of proportion, fearing to hurt the other party. Although Huo Luan is fierce, this spirit beast cannot harm Zhang Dao Ru.

  On the other hand, Suoming's situation is not optimistic either. Cheng Lili has more abundant actual combat experience. She keeps consuming Suoming's physical strength with fire talismans, and Suoming's attack speed is getting slower and slower.

  Zhao Lingxuan felt more and more unwell as he fought on, his opponent was trying to capture him alive.

  "Small move, big trick!"

  A raging flame suddenly burst forth from the Nine Heavens Fire Luan, letting out a long cry as it transformed into a fireball that shot towards Zhang Dao Ru.

  Zhang Dao's mouth curled up in a sinister smile as he chanted the incantation, and a talisman shot out - the Demon-Subduing Beast-Confining Array!

  In an instant, the Nine Heavens Fire Luan was blocked, and the Nine Heavens Fire Luan struggled desperately. Every time it charged into the Beast Array, it would shake, but it couldn't rescue in time.

  "Little girl, if you have any other tricks, just use them out, I'll let you know how powerful it is."

  Zhao Lingxuan this time brought a lot of his own usable magic treasures, but they were too weak and couldn't compare to Zhang Daoru's Yuanli 42nd layer.

  "If it's gone, then let's follow the teacher."

  Zhang Dao Ju looked at Zhao Ling Xuan, normally, encountering a Huo Luan spirit beast would never be let go of. Even if it couldn't be tamed, taking its inner dan was also good, but this time being able to catch this little girl was enough.

  "Baby, come with sister."

  Zhang Dao knew he couldn't delay any longer, his dark cloud energy was decreasing.

  Zhang Dao's eyes shone with an unusual light, "Come on, follow me."

  Zhao Lingxuan struggled desperately, and the Benming Divine Sword in his hand was also trembling, buzzing to remind its master.

  Suddenly, a cold hum came over.

  A cold hum came to Zhang Daoju and Cheng Lili's ears, but it was like a thunderclap, especially Zhang Daoju who immediately spat out a mouthful of blood, his face instantly as pale as a dead man.

  "Who!"