Chapter Ninety-Five: Crazy Slaughter

  With a group of younger brothers flying in mid-air, Yu Lin's face looked very unsightly.

  At some point, Zhu Gui walked out from behind him and said: "Xu Shixiong, that little guy seems to be quite cautious, he actually skipped the Mo Yu trial, what do we do now?"

  Xu Lin snorted, saying: "What else can we do? First, let's set up camp on the mountain across from us and keep an eye on the Ling Xuan Hall disciples for twelve hours. If anything unusual happens, we'll immediately come over and kill them! As for Zhu Yu, heh heh, he may have escaped this time, but he won't be able to escape forever. This kid is really a coward, he doesn't even have the guts to participate in the Demon Realm trials!"

  He furrowed his brow, and after a long while said: "But it's not necessarily so, perhaps he didn't dare to follow the Lingfu Hall disciples. This kid is very cunning, he knows I'm going to deal with him!"

  Zhu Gui nodded silently, his face growing increasingly somber.

  Kill the crucian carp, the demon realm is the best place.

  In the demon realm, I can quietly get rid of this kid without anyone noticing, and then frame Virtual Forest for it. Heh heh, let Zhu Yanzi go challenge the sect behind Virtual Forest's back!

  When Zhu Yu dies, Zhu Gui can naturally become the first person of the younger generation of the Zhu family. At that time, the competition between the main house and the east house will not be suspenseful anymore.

  This time, in order to deal with Zhu Yu, Zhu Gui and his father Zhu Hengzi conspired for a long time.

  Zhu Hengzi spent a lot of money and specially found two black iron-level killers from the "Demon Hunter Alliance".

  Both of them have already reached the pinnacle of their cultivation in the mortal world and have been familiar with the environment of the demon realm for a long time.

  As long as Zhu Yu dares to appear in the Demon Realm, he will surely die...

  But this kid actually didn't come!

  Zhu Guixin's feelings can be imagined, but it's also hard to say for sure that this little guy sneaked into the Demon Realm, only not with the Lingfu Hall disciples.

  If it's like that...

  Zhu Gui's face revealed a hint of cruelty, becoming even more gloomy...

  ……

  The sky lit up again with a bright light, and the night in the demon realm passed just like that.

  With a heavy harvest of joy, all members of the Kengqiang Liehuo team, despite their fatigue, once again chose a location to set up camp.

  Have to say, following an experienced demon-hunting squad is absolutely a wise choice.

  These days, the Clangorous Demon-hunting Team has been patrolling around the periphery of the South Sea Demon Domain, but they have reaped a rich harvest.

  Shi Peng is a seasoned demon hunter, well-versed in the operating rules of the demonic tribe. The entire squad marched through the night, tracking down the demons' trail by following the location of the magical fire within the Demon Realm.

  Day after day, team after team of little demons were hunted down by the squad, and more than half of the little demons' bodies had demon cores. Such a harvest was already very rich for a small team composed of postnatal cultivators.

  The demons' IQ is no lower than that of humans. They also have their own language and wisdom. Some innate great demons are even proficient in human languages and can communicate directly with humans.

  To deal with such intelligent creatures, without rich experience and super strong wisdom, is absolutely a very dangerous thing.

  The camp was set up, and the red fish formation was completed, returning to the camp.

  Inside the camp, there was a joyful atmosphere, even Hou Yong, who had not been giving Zhu Yu a good face these past few days, was smiling from ear to ear today: "Heh heh, today is really refreshing, ten Water Elemental Small Demons, I and Shi Peng Shixiong charged into the formation, almost one punch solved one."

  Haha, towards the sky. You're really something, this "Demon Hunting Dog" of yours is quite a good creature, its positioning is especially accurate."

  "Ha ha, it's all thanks to Xiao Zhu's powerful talismans that make Xiao Hua feel safe and secure, which is why he dares to charge forward so boldly. Otherwise... things wouldn't have gone so smoothly!"

  "Xiao Zhu is quite impressive! Haha, Bu Zhen's speed is fast, indeed a genius of the Symbol Way, young man, you have great prospects!" Shi Jing exclaimed with a smile at Zhu Yu.

  Hou Yong's face, originally full of joy, suddenly turned ugly. He glared fiercely at Zhu Yu and said in a low voice, "You little brat, be careful! Don't provoke your brother Hou, or you'll be sorry!"

  Facing Hou Yong's threat, Zhu Yu smiled faintly and turned her head to look at Gui Xiu Fan Cang'er who had been silent all along.

  He smiled and said, "Brother Fan, your cultivation is indeed profound and unfathomable! In these few days of demon hunting, everyone has used their utmost skills, but only you seem to be doing it with ease!"

  Fan Cang's pale face squeezed out a dry smile: "Little Zhu, you're overpraising me. If we talk about high cultivation, Shi Peng is the highest, and his Divine Demon Refining Body is almost invincible!"

  The vermilion fish let out a haha and quietly looked at a crystal wall the size of a palm.

  "The best time to take action is at noon, and it requires coordination!"

  The red fish narrowed its eyes and took a glance, its pupils shrinking. At that moment, Shi Peng walked in from outside the tent and said: "Everyone, let's disperse and rest soon. We'll set off at noon today. There are frequent reports of enemy movements in the central area. We shouldn't linger too long on the outskirts and fight a war of attrition. Only by pushing directly into the central area will we have greater gains!"

  Under Shi Peng's arrangement, everyone stopped chatting and dispersed to various corners of the tent to meditate and cultivate.

  Zhu Yu's sitting position was very close to Shi Jing, and he deliberately kept a safe distance from Fan Cang'er.

  Moyu Trial, "Zhuxian Eye" symbol array power is fully displayed.

  Everything within a radius of thousands of feet is basically under his control.

  Since yesterday, Zhu Yu has felt that his small team seems to be targeted by a mysterious monk.

  Is anyone thinking of eating black?

  It seems possible!

  It's also possible that the Keng Qiang Lie Mo team had a grudge with someone before and they want to strike back in revenge.

  Moyu this place is a slaughterhouse.

  Manhunts demons, but man can also hunt man. All the laws of the great world of Huaxia are invalid in the demon realm, this is a completely independent world.

  So in such a place, the most dangerous thing may not be demons, but humans.

  It's very quiet around here.

  The vermilion fish listened to everyone's breathing rhythm while practicing Qigong exercises. Fan Cang'er's breathing rhythm was obviously faster than others.

  This guy is an insider, his cultivation is still hidden, and with those unknown guys outside, the Clang Clang Squad is in trouble this time.

  "Crack!" A faint sound was heard, followed immediately by the warning siren outside "Wooo..." which sounded the alarm.

  Almost in an instant, everyone in the account stood up and rushed out.

  Outside, Shi Peng let out a loud roar and punched towards the source of the sound with a single fist.

  "Kui, kui, kui!" A strange laughter echoed.

  A thick black fog suddenly seeped into the symbol array, and several ominous and terrifying skull heads emerged from the fog.

  Shi Peng threw a punch, and several skulls opened their mouths at the same time, spitting out several black ghostly mists.

  The ghostly fog transformed into a human figure and clashed fists with Shi Peng.

  "Bang!" A punch. Spiritual energy scattered, the black fog suddenly contracted, Shi Peng also "thudded" and retreated several steps.

  "Which way are you going, friend? Please sign up, my Clangorous Squad..." Shi Peng's words were cut off by a strange laughter.

  Several pale and eerie ghosts floated before everyone's eyes.

  The person in front was two meters tall, thin and dry, with a face deeply sunken, looking like a living dead man.

  "Fan Cang'er, you're indeed not lying. These goods are quite good!" His green eyes glanced at Shi Jing behind Shi Peng and said: "Wait a moment, let this girl satisfy you first, but be quick, there are fewer people on the outside this time."

  Laozu has led a group of Xiantian masters to set up the Wan Gui Da Array in the central district...

  Who is Fan Cang'er?

  The Shi brothers almost simultaneously turned their heads back.

  A wooden-faced Fan Cang stood upright at the back, his eyes fixed on Shi Jing's explosive body, flashing with lustful light...

  "Haha. Shi Peng, it's strange that you have bad luck, you had to enter the Demon Realm just before and after the Fumo Day. This piece of the Demon Realm is now the hunting ground of my Yinshi Sect..." Fan Cang said with a strange smile.

  "Stone lotus. Not bad, not bad, the figure is hot enough, very much to my taste, you can rest assured, later I will let you be the last one to die! The aftertaste of being on the verge of death, that's really a special soul-stirring..."

  "You... are you remnants of the Yin Corpse Sect? You... have actually come to the South Sea Demon Domain?"

  Shi Peng's face changed greatly, and immediately he roared: "Everyone, scatter and kill your way out! The remnants of the Yin Corpse Sect must be informed that I have entered the South Sea Demon Domain... This news must be spread as quickly as possible..."

  He hadn't even finished speaking, when Hou Yong, like a hunting leopard, drew his long sword and slashed it straight at Fan Cang's ear: "You bastard, you dare to insult Jing Shizhi, you're dead for sure!"

  A shrill cry echoed through the air as several team members, including the weakest one who was already wrapped in a thick layer of ghostly fog.

  A white-robed ghost held a pale soul-calling banner in his hand, and the ghostly shadow was faintly visible within the banner. In the middle of the white banner, a scarlet blood basin-like mouth opened, and the swirling ghost mist was sucked into it. The entire body of the ghost was lifted off the ground and sucked upwards towards the sky.

  It was too late, and before anyone could come to his rescue, Xiang Tian had already been tightly bound by the white bandages.

  That gloomy crimson big mouth bit his head off at one bite.

  "Crack crack crack! Crack crack crack!"

  It was directly minced, just a big living person, and immediately became a headless corpse with blurred flesh and blood.

  The blood splattered on the white banner, which was as white as snow, and a dark green symbol appeared on the banner, shining brightly.

  "Hah! My hundred ghost banner has gained another living soul. This time, our ancestor brought us to hunt in the four seas and it's indeed a great harvest!" The white-robed ghost said with a gloomy tone.

  Everyone's face changed color, especially Zhu Yu.

  Although he had experienced the slaughter of the immortal world, however...

  He had never seen such a bloody and terrifying massacre before, after all, he was a person who lived in harmony with the earth and society, and seeing such a bloody and violent scene still made him feel extremely uncomfortable.

  But in the next moment.

  Another mournful cry echoed out.

  Hou Yong's tall body had already been pierced by Fan Cang'er's sword, and the green light in Fan Cang'er's eyes flickered like a shark that had smelled blood.

  He suddenly approached Hou Yong, his mouth wide open, and in an instant, his head transformed into a gigantic skull ten times larger than his original head. The ominous skull clamped down on Hou Yong's head, as if to tear it apart with brute force.

  His eyes widened in shock as he threw out the flying sword in his hand, transforming into a stream of light that slashed towards Fan Qing's ear.

  She made her move, and almost simultaneously, the other disciples of Ming Yin Corpse Sect also made their moves.

  Their magic tools were all extremely evil and eerie, that tall and thin guy was surrounded by eight red skull masks, swirling black fog spewed out from the skulls, almost instantly enveloping Shi Jing in a ghostly mist.