Become the boss from Zhu Xian

The black-hearted old man is an artifact spirit that relies on blood-thirsty beads. Although it looks like an ordinary person, it is still a soul body in essence.

So in theory, any physical attack should be ineffective against him.

But in the face of Tian Xiuzhu's attack, the black-hearted old man was not only unable to resist, he even had the illusion that his body was about to split and collapse.

His attack was not aimed at the black-hearted old man, but at the bloodthirsty bead!
If the blood-thirsty bead is destroyed, the black-hearted old man will also be scattered, leaving no trace.

The black-hearted old man who has been in the rivers and lakes for hundreds of years really felt what fear is this time.

Taking advantage of the time when Tian Xiuzhu raised his hand, he hastily pulled his body out, and a donkey rolled and rolled to Mrs. Jin Ling's feet.

Tian Xiuzhu ignored him, turned his head slowly, and with a pair of strange gray eyes, passed everyone's body, just like a customer picking out goods.

The black-hearted old man took Mrs. Jin Ling's hand, and gently scratched her palm with his little finger.

Mrs. Jin Ling couldn't help being shocked, and looked at him in disbelief. This was the secret signal that the two of them had already set.

The little finger represents escape.

Finally, Tian Xiuzhu fixed his gaze on a man next to the old ghost king, the guardian of the ghost king's sect - Qinglong.

Tian Xiuzhu seemed very satisfied with him, and grinned greedily.

Just when he was about to strike again, the old ghost king suddenly moved half a step sideways, just blocking between the two of them.

"The so-called alliance seems to have ceased to exist, but our Holy Cult can't just let others bully us without even making a sound!" The old ghost king looked serious, watching Tian Xiuzhu in a serious manner, "Senior Black Heart, let's work together together!" Take action and kill this son."

As soon as the words were finished, Qinglong and Youji had already taken out their magic weapons and put on a posture, as if they were going to advance and retreat with the old ghost king.

As for the new Ghost King Zhang Xiaofan, he has already gone to take care of his master Tian Buyi and Suru.

Although the black-hearted old man had already begun to withdraw, when he thought that if the remaining people really died at the hands of Tian Xiuzhu, the Demon Cult would be no different from Miemen.

Then why is the black-hearted old man trying so hard to come back to life!Why not become history with the prestige of 800 years ago!

Although Mrs. Jin Ling is a woman, and after her "resurrection", she will always follow the lead of the black-hearted old man, but after all, she was the head of the Hehuan sect. Facing Jin Ping'er, who is still a little immature, let her leave her and run away. is difficult to do.

So this time, she decided to be the master herself.So while the black-hearted old man was still hesitating, he raised his hand and a sound wave mixed with soul power swept towards Tian Xiuzhu.

Tian Xiuzhu didn't dodge or evade, he let the sound wave pass through his body, at that moment, his soul was vibrating with the sound wave, almost leaving his body.

Seeing this, the old ghost king and others immediately launched their strongest attack.

Accompanied by the "rumbling" explosion, dust and sand filled the sky for a while, and everyone's sight was greatly affected.

"Father, I'm here to help you!" A Taoist who looked like a wild dog descended from the sky driving a pair of dog-tooth magic weapons. The man who came was the most steadfast man in the Devil's Cult—the Taoist Wild Dog.

Hearing his voice, the black-hearted old man was relieved, but he couldn't help calling him a fool in his heart. With his strength, coming here was no different from sending him to death.In this way, wouldn't the secret art of the Blood Refining Hall taught to him before be equivalent to a waste.

Although the wild dog Taoist couldn't see where the black-hearted old man was, he could clearly hear various fighting sounds, and the fighting seemed extremely fierce.

Especially after the black-hearted old man roared mixed with anger and unwillingness, it made him even more anxious.

So he gathered all his spiritual energy recklessly, pushed forward with both palms, and immediately set off a hurricane, engulfing the sky with dust and flying into the distance.

Now everyone can see clearly, but the situation is a bit confusing.

The old ghost king was fighting against the black-hearted old man, while Qinglong and You Ji, the two guardians of the ghost king sect, were besieging Mrs. Jin Ling.

As for the really dangerous enemy Tian Xiuzhu this time, he is fighting Zhang Xiaofan very happily.

"Ghost King, you want to destroy the holy religion once and for all." The black-hearted old man asked angrily.

The old ghost king smiled and did not answer his question, but attacked him over and over again.

Although he would be blocked every time, looking at the serious and dignified expression of the black-hearted old man, it was obvious that he was not as relaxed as he seemed.

The same is true of Mrs. Jin Ling on the other side, and there is even a feeling that the two of them are deliberately giving way to themselves.

The Hehuan bell rang again, and Qinglong and Youji were in a trance for a while, but they recovered quickly.

But Mrs. Jin Ling's complexion changed drastically, and she screamed at the black-hearted old man in horror: "They have a way to consume the spiritual power of the magic weapon."

Just now, Mrs. Jin Ling clearly noticed a slight change in He Huanling's tone, and it was this slight change that made her discover the true intentions of the three people.

Due to the characteristics of blood-thirsty beads absorbing human blood, the spiritual power is relatively mixed, so the black-hearted old man didn't notice anything, but after Mrs. Jin Ling reminded him, he hurriedly felt it carefully, and finally found that the spiritual power of the blood-thirsty beads had actually declined A full third of it.

Once the magic weapon loses its spiritual power, not only will it be damaged, but it will also transform into a mortal thing.And the black-hearted old man and Mrs. Jin Ling attached to it will naturally disappear with the disappearance of their spiritual power.

"Ghost King, you and I are both disciples of the Holy Cult, why do you have to be so aggressive! Now that the enemy is facing us, we should unite and overcome difficulties together." The black-hearted old man no longer chose to confront him head-on, but kept dodging while Started talking to him nicely.

It's a pity that the old ghost king didn't take over at all, and continued to attack as before. No matter how hard the black-hearted old man dodged, he would always seize the opportunity to wear away a little of the bloodthirsty bead's spiritual power.

"My husband and I only want to strengthen the holy religion, and there is absolutely no selfishness involved." The black-hearted old man softened, and said bitterly: "As long as you let us leave, I can swear that from now on we will remain anonymous and never ask about the holy religion." anything."

The old ghost king seemed to be really moved by him, and suddenly stopped attacking, staring straight at him with deep and gloomy eyes.

The black-hearted old man couldn't help being overjoyed, and hurriedly said: "We can leave now!"

The strength that Ghost King Zong showed now is really too appalling, not only the strength of the old Ghost King is comparable to him, but the one named Zhang Xiaofan can hold Tian Xiuzhu firmly, making him unable to care about other things.

With such a lineup, the black-hearted old man simply has no ability to contend with it.

Besides admitting cowardice, who else can he rely on?Don't rely on Jin Ping'er and wild dog Taoist who can't even put their hands in it?
The old ghost king snorted disdainfully, "You once tried to become gods, so if you continue to exist in this world, I will have trouble sleeping and eating."

"I don't want the future disciples of the Holy Cult to be reduced to food for the gods to replenish their strength."

The black-hearted old man instantly became expressionless. If it was because of this reason, then even if he kowtowed and knelt down, the other party would never let the two of them go.

The last hope is gone, and they seem to have no other choice but to wait for their souls to be scattered.

On the other side, Daoist Wild Dog dragged his body, which had been weakened by consuming a huge amount of spiritual power, and walked towards Jin Ping'er step by step.

He bent his body slightly, and said in a deep voice without raising his eyelids: "Madame Jin Ling is the founder of your Hehuan School, don't you plan to help her?"

Jin Ping'er thought to himself, Daoist Wild Dog is not only ugly, but also has a dark heart. Could it be that he really can't see the current situation?

He gave him an annoyed look, and said casually, "If you're here to deliberately mock me, then I'm sorry, I actually care more about my own life than about the sect."

Daoist Wild Dog fell into deep thought, and muttered to himself like a bewildered man, "So is this the way a normal person should think? Seeing the form clearly, protecting oneself wisely, whether it is a patriarch or a sect, none of them are as good as my own life." important."

"But I'm a dog, a fatherless, homeless wild dog."

"No, I should be a family dog ​​now, a family dog ​​that guards the house for the Blood Refining Hall."

"If I lose my loyalty, then I can't even be a dog..."

Daoist Wild Dog's eyes lit up, and his body suddenly gained strength. He stood there straight with a pen, looking at the black-hearted old man with burning eyes.

"Although I am very weak, I don't have much spiritual power left."

"But at least I still have this body of blood to use."

"I want the whole world to know that even a wild dog can take care of the nursing home!"

With the roar of the wild dog Taoist, the whole world seemed to be paused, and everything remained silent.

The wild dog Taoist strolled towards the black-hearted old man, whispering softly as he walked.

The voice that has been sleeping for countless years, crossing the barriers of time and space, echoes in everyone's ears like the whisper of a god.

"Nine ghosts, gods and demons of all gods, sacrifice my blood and body. Three lives and seven lives, I will fall into Yama forever, just for love, even if I die, I will not regret it."

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Jade Immortal World ends after ten chapters, what should I write next?To write or not to write?It’s so tangled, I really want to write a million-word novel.But this rating, this evaluation... I get a toothache just thinking about it.