Cultivating Immortals through Double Transmigration: The Horror World Becomes My Backyard

"Which senior is teasing us ahead?"

"This joke is not funny!"

Chu Xuanjing's cold voice echoed in the domain.

Opening the domain means that the other party regards herself as an enemy.

And she is a disciple of Tianyi Pavilion, the leader of the Great Yin Orthodox Sect. Who would risk angering Tianyi Pavilion to attack her?

Chu Xuanjing couldn't think of it.

The only enemy she could guess was the demon clan.

As soon as the voice fell, a man walked out of the white fog in front.

A layer of frost covered his gloomy face.

Lu Ming and Chu Xuanjing looked at the person who came, and an inexplicable sense of crisis enveloped their hearts.

At the same time, they also knew the identity of the person who came.

""Golden Core Monster?"

Yun Tingting screamed in fear.

They were just foundation-building cultivators, and facing a Golden Core Monster, they would definitely die.

The young man surnamed Zhang, the woman with the green hairpin, and the remaining person all showed disbelief.

Lu Ming's expression was solemn. He was ready to communicate with the bronze gate.

But before that, he wanted to know why the other party came to them.

"A joke?"

The man laughed in a hoarse voice.

"I ask you, have you ever killed a fake pill snake demon?"

Hearing this, Lu Ming's heart was shocked.

Damn, is it true?

Last time, I killed someone with a borrowed knife and attracted Kuidou's crazy revenge.

This time, it attracted a golden pill demon?

Am I so mean?

Lu Ming wanted to cry but had no tears.

The young man surnamed Zhang and his men's eyes fell on Lu Ming.

"I knew you were a disaster. Last time you attracted the snake demon and we killed it. Now you have brought out the strong man behind the snake demon and put me to death. Why don't you just die?"The young man surnamed Zhang was about to burst his eyes.

Chu Xuanjing frowned.

"Junior Brother Zhang, shut up!"

In the past, the young man surnamed Zhang would always listen to Chu Xuanjing.

But at this moment, in a life-and-death crisis, he could not care less and only wanted to vent his anger.

"Lu Wuming, you should have died long ago. Why don't you give yourself to the Golden Core Monster for our sake? He might be able to spare our lives."

"Senior Sister Chu saved your life last time, so you should return it now, right? If you are a man, take responsibility for your own sins and don't drag us down." The young man surnamed Zhang roared hysterically at Lu Ming.

Lu Ming looked at him expressionlessly, his eyes full of cold murderous intent.

Chu Xuanjing's face was already covered with frost.

Snap!

Chu Xuanjing raised his hand and waved it.

The spiritual power turned into a palm and slapped heavily on the face of the young man surnamed Zhang.

The young man surnamed Zhang was stunned by the slap.

He looked at Chu Xuanjing in disbelief.

"Senior Sister Chu, you hit me for an outsider?"

"This matter was caused by us. If it weren't for us, Fellow Daoist Lu wouldn't have encountered the snake demon. Don't mention this matter again."

The young man surnamed Zhang stood there in a daze.

In the distance, the man had already heard the whole story.

He stretched out his hand, and a terrifying suction force surged from his palm.

The young man surnamed Zhang, who was still covering his face, was sucked into the man's hand without paying attention.

"Tell me, who was touched by the golden light, and who killed him?"

The young man surnamed Zhang seemed to have not reacted yet and remained silent.

The man frowned, and the other party's silence made him a little impatient. He simply raised his hand and clasped it on the latter's head. The powerful divine consciousness directly penetrated into the other party's Niwan Palace, searching for the memory he wanted.

Without the soul-searching spell, relying on the realm alone is not enough to get complete information.

Those scattered pictures were enough for him to understand the situation that night.

The young man surnamed Zhang's Niwan Palace was shattered, and his soul was killed.

His eyes rolled back and his body kept twitching.

Chu Xuanjing and the others saw their junior brother being tortured like this, and the expressions on their faces were extremely cold.

At this time, Lu Ming raised his hand, and a steel needle flew out of his sleeve and sank into the heart of the young man surnamed Zhang.

The latter immediately stopped twitching and had no signs of life at all

"He is suffering if he lives like this, so why not give him a quick death?"

Lu Ming's voice spread out.

It seemed that he was talking to Chu Xuanjing, but it sounded more like he was talking to himself.

Chu Xuanjing looked deeply at Lu Ming's back.

"Thank you."

Lu Ming did not respond, but stared at the Golden Core Demon and changed the subject.

"I smell the scent of thunder on him. If I'm not mistaken, it should be a big demon that has just transformed. Do you have confidence?"

Chu Xuanjing knew that this sentence was said to her.

After thinking seriously for a while, he slowly spoke

"Only half possible, if……"

"If what?"

Lu Ming asked without turning his head.

Chu Xuanjing was stunned for a moment and sighed softly.

"If I were at the ninth level of foundation building, combined with the Sun and Moon Sword Technique, maybe 30%"

"Try your best?"

"50%."

Chu Xuanjing's expression was serious and earnest.

Hearing this, Lu Ming turned around and looked at Chu Xuanjing deeply.

He gently touched the space bracelet, and a black and red pill appeared in his hand.

"This is Yin Dan. I don't need to tell you about its efficacy."

"I will buy you half a moment. If you are ready, relax your mind and I will send you there."

Chu Xuanjing stared at Lu Ming.

At this moment, she felt that the fellow Daoist Lu in front of her did not seem as simple as he seemed.

She knew that a Yin Dan had appeared in the market of Luoshui City.

But that Yin Dan had been bought by the disciples of the Soul-Separating Sect.

How did this Yin Dan come from?

If Lu Ming was a righteous cultivator, then he would have no way to obtain the Yin Dan.

Because only the Demon Sect can refine the Yin Dan.

If Lu Ming is a demon cultivator, then it can be explained clearly.

However, Chu Xuanjing is not that kind of pure righteous cultivator.

There is no such strong concept of righteousness and evil in her heart.

So after guessing that Lu Ming was a demon cultivator, she did not have much disgust.

It's just that the refining of this Yin Dan made her feel disgusted.

Lu Ming threw the Yin Dan over.

"Don't worry, the Yin Dan is clean and not stained with the blood of living creatures, so you can eat it with peace of mind."

""Okay."

Chu Xuanjing took the Yin Dan and nodded gently.

The Jindan monster in the distance was tearing the flesh of the young man surnamed Zhang in his hand and stuffing it into his mouth piece by piece. He listened to every word of Lu Ming's conversation.

The man enjoyed the feeling at this moment very much.

The pleasure of playing with prey and torturing them to death.

He liked to see the despair of prey when they welcomed hope and then had their hope destroyed by him.

So when Lu Ming took out the Yin Dan, he did not stop him.

After all, they were just a group of foundation-building cultivators. No matter how strong they were, how strong could they be?

After eating an arm, the man threw the body of the young man surnamed Zhang aside like throwing away garbage.

"Half a quarter of an hour?"

"I am looking forward to it. How can you stop me for half a minute?"

The pressure of the golden elixir enveloped everyone in the audience.

Especially in his own domain, the pressure was twice as strong.

Lu Ming turned around and looked at the man with contempt.

"Just a beast, do you really think you are so great?"

As soon as the words fell, Lu Ming was surrounded by Yin Qi.

A small black tripod appeared in his hand.

Thousands of ghosts poured out of the small tripod and quickly occupied the entire area.

Finally, the Yin Qi in the Soul Gathering Tripod surged several times.

A ghost king with a green face and fangs crawled out of the Soul Gathering Tripod and stood in front of Lu Ming.

""Your Majesty!"

The Ghost King was respectful.

After several days of training in the horror world, the Ghost King's strength had reached 400 years of cultivation.

It was equivalent to a cultivator at the fourth level of foundation building.

Although not strong, it was still a fighting force.

Lu Ming buried the Soul Gathering Cauldron underground, and the thunder in his palm jumped

"Today is the first time we're fighting side by side as master and servant, so please don't let me down."