Become the boss from Zhu Xian

After a sleepless night, Tian Xiuzhu was just about to take a nap when He Dazhi broke in again, and brought a result that had been expected.

Taoist Cangsong and the 76 masters above the level of repelling objects from the Demon Sect were all killed in battle, and the time they tried their best to buy didn't actually have much effect.

Of the 10,000+ people in the city, only less than a hundred of them survived in the end, and even these hundred people escaped with the help of those cultivators who went to inquire about the news.

Heaven and earth are not benevolent, and all things are dogs.

For ordinary people, a powerful beast monster is no different from "heaven".

Although it was expected, when the news was confirmed, Tian Xiuzhu couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion in his heart.

Taoist Cangsong is really a good person, he used his own life to make the final contribution to Qingyun Sect.

His death not only better facilitated the alliance between the Righteous Way and the Demon Cult, but also greatly weakened the strength of the Demon Cult, laying a good foundation for Qing Yunmen's future dominance.

For any sect, the cultivators of the Exorcism Realm are the absolute mainstay.

When the Demon Cult teamed up to attack Qingyun Sect, Tian Xiuzhu had already wiped out more than 100 masters of the repelling realm. Now these 70 or so masters have probably wiped out the wealth of the three sects of the Demon Cult.

Now when it comes to the strength of the sect, Qingyun sect is definitely the number one in the entire cultivation world, and in the future it should be the ghost king sect that has not suffered too much loss. Not worth mentioning.

"It's just why they spend so much money at all costs!" Tian Xiuzhu rubbed his chin, and slowly turned his head to the side window.

In front of the open window, there was an old man with white beard and hair, with his arms resting on the window sill, looking at ease.

"Why do you think it is, Senior Poison God." Tian Xiuzhu smiled, as if he was not surprised at all why he appeared here.

This old man turned out to be the head of the Wan Du Sect who was pushed away by Cangsong—the God of Poison.

I saw him grinning and grinning non-stop, and said very happily: "Of course it is for the continuation of the sect."

"Even if you, Sect Master Tian, ​​are ruthless and ruthless, you still have the nerve to send a group of little dolls who can't even drive things to fight with the beast monsters!"

The Poison God gloated and continued, "So from now on, the main force to deal with the monster beasts will only be your members from the Qingyun Sect and the Ghost King Sect."

"At the end of the day, who will suffer the greater loss?"

"Anyway, it won't be me." Tian Xiuzhu gritted his teeth and said, "If it's really urgent, even a three-year-old child will have to pick up a weapon for me."

Poison God couldn't help applauding after hearing this, "I'm really looking forward to what the cultivation world will look like under your leadership."

"You will see soon." Tian Xiuzhu snorted coldly, and then asked, "When will Yuyangzi and the others arrive in Heyang City?"

"It should be here soon, and the black-hearted old man and Mrs. Jin Ling are also with them." When these two names were mentioned, the Poison God's face clearly showed a bit of resentment. "Looking back, you have to make good use of this powerful power."

"I said, how could the Devil's Cult be willing to spend such a large sum of money? So it was arranged by these two seniors!" Tian Xiuzhu couldn't help but suddenly realized.

The Poison God's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, thinking of the black-hearted old man and the others when they forced him to give up the head of the Wandu Sect in the name of the future of the Demon Cult, he hated his teeth itching.

It's a pity that these two people are in the state of souls now, and there is nothing they can do about them with ordinary tricks, let alone a cultivator like Poison God who relies on poison to fight against the enemy.

If he had a way to poison his soul, maybe the Wandu Sect would have unified the entire Demon Cult long ago.

Tian Xiuzhu also felt a little awkward in his heart. The black-hearted old man and Mrs. Jin Ling didn't enjoy their two-person world, but they always wanted to be domineering in the Devil's Cult. They probably really thought it was 800 years ago.

Moreover, Tian Xiuzhu had a vague premonition in his heart that the unscrupulous old man would become a scourge sooner or later.

"Do you want to get rid of these two lonely ghosts who should have left the world long ago?" Tian Xiuzhu said suddenly.

Poison God looked around vigilantly, making sure no one was eavesdropping, so he dared to nod in agreement.

"You seem to be really afraid of them!" Tian Xiuzhu frowned slightly, subconsciously feeling that something was wrong.

Poison God laughed twice and explained: "You are not from the Demon Cult, so you don't know their methods at all, let alone me, even if you ask Ghost King and Yuyangzi, they will definitely be afraid."

Tian Xiuzhu shook his head helplessly, then changed the topic back and said: "It's actually very simple to deal with the black-hearted old man and Mrs. Jin Ling. There is no need to stare at their souls, but to destroy their bodies."

"Body?" Poison God looked at Tian Xiuzhu in amazement, suddenly understood, clapped his palms excitedly, and shouted regretfully: "Oh, why didn't I think of this long ago!"

"With your ability as a poisonous god, there must be a way to make the magic weapon lose its spiritual power and become a mortal thing!" Tian Xiuzhu said with a smile.

Poison God patted his chest confidently and said, "This kind of thing is a piece of cake for me."

"Then I'll wait for the good news here." Tian Xiuzhu cupped his hands slightly and made a "please" gesture.

It's just that the Poison God didn't leave immediately, but rubbed his hands there, and kept giggling at Tian Xiuzhu,
"That... the Devil's Cult, I definitely won't be able to go back, look at your place..."

Tian Xiuzhu understood instantly, and promised firmly: "Don't worry, I said at the beginning that as long as you are willing to come, you will at least be an elder. This promise will always be valid, and you will never break your promise."

"In that case, then you just wait for my good news!" The poisonous god couldn't help being overjoyed, even walking was much happier than before.

After the God of Poison had gone far away, Tian Xiuzhu's face instantly darkened. The alliance between the Righteous Way and the Devil's Cult was not as easy as imagined. Even if the world is in such a critical moment, people still can't let go of their prejudices.

"But it doesn't matter." Tian Xiuzhu stretched his waist, yawned and muttered to himself, "The big deal is that when I become the boss, I will run away to other worlds. As for what will become of this place in the future, Then it has nothing to do with me."

At the same time, as more and more news was spread, the whole world fell into a great panic.In front of the huge gate of Heyang City, there was a queue that could not be seen at a glance, and there were countless people coming here from all directions.

Suddenly, several silver streamers appeared in the sky, whizzing across the heads of the common people. Anyone with a little common sense would know that this is the legendary cultivator flying with the sword:

Just when Liu Guang was about to pass through the city wall and enter Heyang City, a strong black mist suddenly sprayed out from the city wall, covering them directly.

"Let us go quickly, we are here to support the righteous sect of Qingyunmen, don't delay us to kill the beast monster." A low voice mixed with anger and arrogance came from the black mist.

The old ghost king on the city wall was immediately amused by these words, and at the same time patted Zhang Xiaofan on the shoulder and asked, "How do you think these people should be dealt with?"

"Beast monsters are strong and there are a lot of them, so I think they should be kept. After all, it's good to have more strength." Zhang Xiaofan replied seriously.

The old ghost king couldn't help shaking his head after hearing half of what he said, and when he finished listening, he turned his back directly and wiped his neck at the disciple of the ghost king sect who was manipulating the formation.

Suddenly there were bursts of screams in the black mist, which could be heard in the whole Heyang City.

Immediately afterwards there was a sound of "plop" and "plop", several fresh white bones fell from the black mist, and just hit Zhang Xiaofan's feet, which only made his scalp numb, his hair stood on end, and he closed his face in pain. on the eyes.

"This is the idea of ​​Head Tian, ​​if you want to find him, go to him." The old ghost king wisely gave Zhang Xiaofan a hint before the matter.