Reborn Demon Emperor, I have to stay away from them

"Yu Mu, thank you very much."

"There's no need to thank each other." Yu Mu said softly as he looked at the lush green scenery outside the window.

Even though many things have not happened in this life, he does owe Lu Xinghe a life.

I owe a life to that person who is obviously a coward but dares to be the first in the world, to follow him, and to challenge the world alone after he dies.

"My sword robe is dirty. I couldn't wash off the blood on it, so I threw it away at Jianmen. Yu Mu... prepare some clothes for me. I will wear them later."

"It has to be clean."

As he spoke, the voice became smaller and smaller. Yu Mu turned around and saw that the quilt that had been kicked off had been pulled back onto his body by Lu Xinghe at some point.

He fell into a deep sleep, his originally furrowed brows had relaxed, and in the morning light, his angular face, like a knife, showed relief and peace of mind.

Yu Mu chuckled: "I'll find you a clean one, just take mine."

Don’t you like my imperial robe?

Lu Xinghe's physical injuries were not a big deal, but the pain and tiredness in his heart were difficult to heal for the time being, so he just needed to sleep for a few days.

…………

Lu Xinghe, the young master of Jianmen, has withdrawn from Jianmen. That man is also a prodigy that Jianmen has not seen for a thousand years. Not to mention Jianmen, it is possible that the entire continent will not be able to produce such a powerful prodigy for ten thousand years.

But such a genius gave up his glory and prospects in Jianmen. On the same day after he withdrew from Jianmen, he came to Jiuya Mountain on a light of escape.

There are many cultivators living alone in the mountains who are very good at dealing with people.

In addition, since Lu Xinghe entered Jiuya Mountain, except for the elders of Wangyao Sect who came once, no small or medium-sized sects came to ask for medicine.

Therefore, many independent cultivators sensed the coming storm, and in order to avoid being affected, they gradually moved away from the foot of Jiuya Mountain.

Yun Buqi didn't care about these things at all. Now the affairs of Jiuya Mountain were handled by the Xiao brothers. Yun Buqi almost never showed up again. He calmly pursued a higher level of cultivation.

Otherwise... the cultivation levels of the two disciples he brought with him would surpass that of his master.

Yu Mu and Mo didn't care at all. They had a fight on the martial arts arena in the back mountain which was set up with a solid formation. Then they both lay on the arena with bruised faces and noses, gasping for breath.

The shackles have been broken, and the breakthrough to the Spiritual Transformation stage is just a matter of days. This does not affect their ability to compete in martial arts for fun.

“Look at you, even though we can’t decide the winner, you still want to fight?” Yu Mu looked helpless. Didn’t I just sell you out once and let you get beaten by your master?

It's just a trivial matter.

"You don't even behave like a human being." Mo sneered, and was shocked by Yu Mu's tyranny.

Logically speaking, he is a demon, and humans are far inferior to monsters or even ghosts at the same level.

Not to mention that his foundation was originally Yu Mu, and he was strengthened by his identity as a demon. But Yu Mu was able to compete with him on equal terms with his powerful strength.

"What do you want to do with Ye Tian?"

“How?” Yu Mu laughed foolishly, “The ten lives of that beastly ancient spirit cat saved him, and the destiny of the heavens cannot be destroyed at will, otherwise I would have poured golden juice into his mouth and killed him.”

Mo smiled and said, "In the final analysis, it's the dog spirit who doesn't do human things. You and I are just cleaning up his mess."

"So what if I don't wipe it?"

Yu Mu sat up and rubbed his head, and his originally smooth black hair became a little messy.

"Frame-up and stabbing people in the back is the plan of Ye Tian and the ancient spirit cat. He really knows how to kill people with the knife of human heart. Look, there is a genius lying in the room who was stabbed several times by him with the knife of human heart."

Yu Mu smiled and pointed in the direction of the house. Mo did not comment: "Given his temperament, it is indeed so."

"You are a demon, good at hiding. Go and give chase. This is a key step to muddy the waters."

"Okay." Mo nodded quickly, and a magic light flashed when he raised his hand. He actually passed directly through the repaired inner demon space and took a leaf of the small Heavenly Dao tree from the depths of Yu Mu's sea of ​​consciousness.

Under the magic light, the originally emerald green leaves full of vitality suddenly turned into a black butterfly, and then flew away with the wind from the back mountain.

Yu Mu was amazed. He didn't care that Mo could move the things in his sea of ​​consciousness. Instead, his eyes lit up: "The method of the demon clan? Using the things of the heavens to transform into shapes and entrust them to the divine mind, no one can detect the abnormality."

"Want to learn?"

"I do." Yu Mu nodded honestly.

"Are you a demon? That's all you want to think about?"

"C!" Yu Mu went up and kicked, but Mo dodged deftly and sneered, "Come again?!"

The winner...is of course hard to tell, but during the fight, whether it is Yu Mu or Mo, their fighting skills, which were originally difficult to improve...are also improving at a slow pace.

Just like a chess game, every piece is moving, and every movement can lead to murderous intent.

The secular city was filled with blood, and the smell of blood and faint screams were all completely blocked by the restrictions that had been set up in advance.

This is a place of great worldliness, with millions of lives, from peddlers to high-ranking officials.

Regardless of age, gender, or condition.

Now, all these lives have turned into blood and merged into the mouth and nose of the black-clothed figure.

There was a complexity in Ye Tian's cold eyes, but also a different kind of joy.

"Master, so many lives... human life is really fragile, and I... can't bear it."

On the blood-stained city wall, Ye Tian looked at the thick aura of death in the city.

He just used his divine consciousness to blast away, and millions of people died painlessly in their dreams with blood gushing from their mouths and noses. Even their souls disappeared in that huge divine consciousness.

There is only dead air, no soul.

"They are just ants, why can't you bear it?" The ancient spirit cat said in a brisk voice, "Didn't they die without any pain? Slaughtering ordinary people... is really not right. Don't do this kind of thing in the future."

"Yes, Master, the way of killing... this is the way of killing! The whole world is called the mayfly world, so why should we cherish the lives of ants in a city." The complexity in Ye Tian's eyes finally dissipated, and all that was left was joy.

However, his cultivation had completely entered the stage of transformation at this moment! Behind him, a trickle of water appeared in the void. That trickle of water… was blood red.

The blood river that once sacrificed this world has taken shape at this moment...

"The human race... the monks slaughtering the mortals is a capital crime."

He murmured, a long hair fluttering gently at his fingertips in the fishy wind. Ye Tian let go, and his long hair flew away with the wind, and no one knew where it fell in the city.

"Lu Xinghe, whose Tao heart is broken, has the motive and ability, and this is the territory of Biyu Pavilion."

"Yu Mu, this person...will you protect him or not? With your temper, you will fight to the death with Bi Yu Pavilion, right? But can you defeat a sect?"