Doomsday: My magical right hand can store tens of billions of materials

Chapter 206 The Means of the Blood Demon Cult

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

"..."

Ever since Zuo Hao helped Zhu San, who temporarily got rid of his puppet status, he is no longer ignorant of this world.

It is treacherous to reach the realm of the Void King, unless the strength difference between the two parties is too large, or to reach the Real King Realm and touch the power of the law, or to know more secret means.

Otherwise, it would be very difficult to kill the treacherous ones above the Void King Realm.

So Zhu San worriedly mended his feet a few times. This bloody scene not only did not make the surrounding monks feel sick, but heaved a sigh of relief.

As long as this Void King's treacherous ability to move is temporarily abolished, the probability of them breaking out of Quyang County will be higher.

Zhu San kicked for a long time, and did not stop until the opponent's body was broken, and then said to the monks:

"That should be enough, let's go."

Naturally, the group had no objections, and while following closely behind Zhu San, they were always vigilant about every move around them.

Although I learned from the monster before, there are treacherous forces from the seven counties of Pingwang County who invaded Quyang County this time.

But fortunately, the treachery in the Void King Realm is not Chinese cabbage, and they are not the only monks in Quyang County.

Along the way, except for the low-level treacherous in twos and threes, Zhu San and the others never encountered the treacherous Xuwangjing's strength, and they arrived at the north gate of Quyang County smoothly.

After searching around for a while, a monk found a place where the fluctuation of spiritual power was the weakest.

"Come on, everyone, is this the secret passage?"

Hearing this, a group of monks including Zhu San all surrounded him.

"Well...you all get out of the way, I'll try."

Bowing his head and pondering for a moment, Zhu San didn't waste his brain cells and made the surrounding monks back away.

The muscles in his body swelled up several times, and then, like a wild buffalo, his whole body was mounted on the asphalt wall in front of him.

There was a loud "Boom!", and a huge hole was roughly smashed into the wall.

The last monk held his breath and looked out of the wall that had been smashed into a big hole.

I saw a layer of light red spiritual power blocking the area inside and outside Quyang County, like a formation barrier, but not necessarily so.

"When...when..."

There was a crisp crashing sound, and it was Zhu San who picked up a stone and threw it outward, and then rolled down the ground continuously.

"This……"

Zhu San couldn't help narrowing his eyes slightly.

There is no barrier?

But what the hell is that light red spiritual power?

Maybe it's the tricks of the treacherous people...

Thinking of the news from Zuo Hao earlier, he was not sure whether he could leave Quyang County here, so he sent himself to investigate first.

Zhu San didn't talk too much, he turned his head and said to the monk behind him:

"Anyone is fine, go find a way."

This is the real reason why Zhusan brought this group of burdens.

He is not the Holy Mother, but a murderer without blinking an eye. Zuo Hao, the only person who can restrain his actions now, has not set restrictions on whether human monks can be used as cannon fodder.

Why should he risk himself?

Besides... the smell of light red spiritual power reminded Zhu San of a very bad experience!

"Pathfinder..."

Regarding what this Void King powerhouse said, all the monks were silent and wanted to come.

Of course, it wasn't because they naively thought that Zhu San had to be more polite with them as a burden.

The law of the jungle preys on the strong, this is the only truth that has never changed in the world.

Especially in a world with an extraordinary power system, it is most vividly reflected.

Before they set off, they also anticipated the situation at this moment.

But...you don't need too many people who need to go forward to explore the way, one person is enough.

So... who will go?

Thinking of this, the monks looked at others one after another, trying to find a soft persimmon.

However, at this moment, the Transcendent Realm cultivators in the team came out on their own initiative.

"My name is Chen Hai, the second rank of Transcendent."

He looked at Zhu San, first made a simple self-introduction, and then calmly said to everyone:

"Fellow daoists, there is no need to worry. I understand the effect of such formations laid down by Treacherous."

"It has no effect on the physical body, but it has strict requirements on the spirit."

"As for how strict it is, it depends on the disposition of fellow Taoists."

After finishing speaking, under the gaze of everyone, Chen Hai walked quickly towards the light red spiritual power.

This made Zhu San couldn't help but look sideways.

Whether it's because of self-confidence in one's own strength, and thus wants to buy people's hearts and gain fame, or it's really like this.

This Chen Hai, I think his achievements in the future should not be low.

Maybe...can you introduce him to that kid?

By accident, this idea suddenly popped up in Zhu San's mind, and he immediately shook his head with a ferocious expression.

My ancestor, I am an epic monster, 30 years is nothing!

And how long has it been since, Patriarch, I actually started to think about that kid's interests?

This TM must have been influenced by the spiritual contract!

Zhusan said firmly in his heart, but his expression was a bit tangled.

Fortunately, no one noticed this scene, and everyone's eyes were focused on Chen Hai.

Soon, as Chen Hai submerged into the light red spiritual smoke.

The body froze in place!

Confusion, pain, entanglement, relief...

As time went by, Chen Hai's expression kept changing.

About 10 minutes later, he suddenly let out a long breath, and the originally dim and irrelevant eyeballs regained their vitality.

Taking another step forward, he has already passed through the barrier formed by the light red spiritual smoke.

"Fellow daoists, my previous guess was indeed correct."

"As long as you stick to your sanity, it's not difficult to get out!"

Chen Hai, who had already escaped, shouted loudly.

"I come."

"I'll go too, it's better to leave Quyang County as soon as possible."

"Fellow Daoist, wait, I will also go forward together."

"..."

The subsequent development went very smoothly, there was no need for Zhu San to force him again, and a group of monks rushed out one after another.

However, not everyone can pass smoothly.

"do not want!"

"You damn monster, don't come here!!!"

"..."

A terrified shout suddenly sounded, and everyone couldn't help but look sideways.

I saw a young monk with a face full of horror, shouting helplessly forward, his body also made a running posture, but he kept spinning in place.

Not long after, the young monk's body became completely stiff.

Like a puppet that has lost its sanity, it stares at everyone quietly.

This made the monks immediately vigilant.

Chen Hai said loudly:

"Everyone be careful, if I'm not wrong, he has already become the puppet of the master of this formation!"

"Is this... hopeless?"

"It can be saved, but there is no way now, and the people behind the scenes will definitely not let his puppet sit and die, it is best to kill it as soon as possible!"

Chapter 207 Blood Demon Ling Zhengyang

The man whose mind was being controlled was named Xu Ren, and he was only a first-rank monk in the Kaihe realm.

Hearing Chen Hai's words, he showed an expression of great interest. Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly caught a glimpse of Zhu San not far away, and suddenly said in surprise:

"It's you?"

"I'm really surprised. I thought that you would choose to leave Quyang County directly after you got rid of the shackles, and then find a remote mountain to hide. I didn't expect that you would dare to stay in Quyang County."

Speaking of this, the identity of the man behind Xu Ren's manipulation is already clear at a glance.

Of course, this is only for Candle Three.

"Hehe... you old guy, do you really think you can cover the sky with one hand?"

Zhu San showed his white teeth, but his tone was a bit gloomy.

Facing the person who tried to treat himself as a puppet for eternity, anyone would be jealous again.

What's more, Zhu San was shot by a giant beast, who regarded human life as worthless, and with the ferocity engraved in the bones of the giant beast, the first time he saw Ling Zhengyang was not fear.

Instead, he was thinking about how to bite off a piece of flesh severely on this elder of the Blood Demon Cult.

The monks around were not clear about the grievances between the two, but it did not prevent them from being hostile to Ling Zhengyang.

This guy, after attaching to Xu Ren's body, revealed the bloody smell all over his body, he is definitely not a good person!

"Heh, if it wasn't for me not being able to pull away, I would definitely have you skinned and cramped, and I'll turn you into a muddled puppet later."

Ling Zhengyang sneered all over, then looked at the monks watching, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a hint of greed flashed across his face.

"Master Zhu San, who is this person?"

At this moment, a monk couldn't help asking.

Although they were convinced that the man behind Ling Zhengyang was not a good person, seeing Zhu San communicating with him, they seemed to know each other, so it was better to be conservative to be on the safe side.

"he?"

"The Supreme Elder of the Blood Demon Cult, Ling Zhengyang!"

Although Zhu San wished to tear Ling Zhengyang apart, he thought that the other party was only possessing a little boy at this time, even if he killed him, it would not cause any loss.

Coupled with some fear of Ling Zhengyang's methods, he cautiously chose not to do anything.

"what?!"

In Zhu San's eyes, the name "Ling Zhengyang" is just an enemy.

But when all the monks heard this, their faces changed drastically.