Seeking the Way of Immortality

Beiming Tenglong curled up his lips and said with a smile: "Everyone, I think the top priority should be to deal with the 'Wu Zhengs'! Regardless of whether they are 'Wu Zheng' or not, since they act in Wu Zheng's appearance, I think there will be a fight with Wu Zheng There must be some grudge, so I’ll go to the Reincarnation Hall to ask about it.”

"Well, what Taoist Taoist Tenglong said makes sense, but I think we should discuss the matter of the escort team first!"

Everyone nodded in agreement with the two men's suggestions.

Immediately, everyone started discussing the matter of the escort team.

While the human race is in constant turmoil, the demon race is not at peace either!

It's amazing that there is an existence that can swallow and refine demonic energy, and it's still in Dingzhou. Almost as soon as they learned the news, cold sweat broke out on their backs. The unknown enemy was too scary!

"Damn it, everyone said that we demons are evil, but I didn't expect that humans are more evil than us." Niu Sheng roared angrily.

"Damn it, this person is too perverted. My demon clan cultivates demonic energy. I didn't expect that there are beings on the human race who can swallow demonic energy."

"This is not surprising. The dark attribute cultivators on the human race can swallow demonic energy, but even they dare not easily swallow the demonic essence that refines the demons like us!" Snow shook his head and said.

"Why don't I report this matter to His Majesty the Demon King?"

"Forget it! Haven't you noticed that this person can't really ignore the corrosive power of demonic energy." Snow shook his head and said.

"Well, what should I say?"

"Hey, the demons he devoured and refined this time were almost all demon soldiers, which shows that he can't refine demons above the level of demon soldiers at all."

"Being unable to refine it now does not mean that it cannot be refined in the future."

"It's just that the outside world is spreading rumors that that person is Wu Zheng."

"Impossible, that kid would definitely not do such a thing. Someone must be trying to use his status to arouse our hatred towards the human race." Niu Sheng shook his head directly, with no concealment of hatred in his eyes. Wu Zheng’s appreciation.

Tucker nodded and said, "Yes, with his strength, there is absolutely no need to do this."

All the demons nodded.

What is unexpected and shameful is that they, being the same kind, would actually doubt their comrades, but Wu Zheng's opponents defended him without hesitation. If Wu Zheng were here, I don't know what he would think. .

"Well, there's nothing to say about this. Recently, the Demon Commander and I have to allocate part of our energy to go out on patrol and kill every one we find." Snow said without mercy.

The demons nodded and directly agreed with Snow's proposal.

At the same time, the same thing was happening in other states. The level of panic caused by those 'Wu Zheng's' was far more than that. In addition to absorbing the blood of the refining monks' true energy, their methods were cruel and incompetent. There is something human about it.

This is the second one. What is even more frightening is that they are even more cruel to themselves. Once they are discovered and caught, they will immediately self-destruct without giving people time to react. This is why so far, the entire Xuanhuang Realm has not caught a single Wu Zheng. 'Cause.

In the world of cultivation where gods cannot emerge, no one can suppress this group of people in an instant and prevent them from self-destruction. This is also the reason why this group of people is rampant. Of course, this is only in Dingzhou, and it is different in other states. ! In the end, this group of people offended a descendant of the God-Transforming Monk and were directly suppressed by the God-Transforming Monk. It was only then that people discovered the appearance of Wu Zheng. They only used the magic of transformation to look like Wu Zheng. What's more, it is caused by disguise.

However, even so, the poison hidden on the tip of their tongues was bitten by those 'Wu Zhengs', their souls dissipated, and all valid information was destroyed.

In the Eastern Region, among the endless mountains and forests.

Feixue frowned, paused, and stopped.

He looked into the void with his eyes: "Fellow Taoist, I have followed you all the way here. Please show up to see me."

"Hmph, even a mere monk in the middle stage of Nascent Soul dares to match my Taoist friend." A slender figure in a blue shirt had a cynical look on his face and a folding fan in his hand, which added a bit of evil intent.

Over the past few years, Feixue's achievements have not been low. He has advanced from the early stage of Yuanying to the middle stage of Yuanying, and his combat effectiveness has increased several times.

Feixue looked solemn and said with a smile: "You are only in the middle stage of Nascent Soul."

"Oh, really? But killing you is enough."

"If you want to kill me, I want your life."

After finishing speaking, Feixue took the lead in taking action with a short broken sword in hand. The broken sword brought with it a murderous aura that flowed down the man's body.

"snort."

The young man in the blue shirt was calm and calm. He closed the folding fan in his hand, and the temperature of his body suddenly dropped. The folding fan was like a dagger pointing into the void.

‘Zheng! ’

The sound of clashing swords sounded, and Feixue's ultimate move was easily blocked by the man in blue.

Feixue was awe-inspiring. He knew the man in front of him, but he was the 'Master Lingxiao' who was powerful in Dingzhou back then. However, for some reason, he felt that the man in front of him was not the powerful Wu Zheng, but someone else. There are people.

"Who is Fellow Taoist? Why do you want to attack me?" Feixue asked calmly.

The man in green shirt smiled and said, "Am I not Wu Zheng? Doesn't Feixue, the 'Bronze Killer' of the Supreme Killer Hall, recognize me?"

Feixue's mind was at a loss. The man in front of him actually knew his origin. There were definitely no more than five monks in Dingzhou who knew his origin. However, the man in front of him was only about the same age as him, but his cultivation was higher than him. He obviously knows more than him.

Feixue shook her head and said disdainfully: "You are not Wu Zheng, he is the mountain you can never cross."

"Boy, you are looking for death."

"Are you angry out of shame? Whether you are looking for death or not, we will know after the battle."

After speaking, the broken sword in Feixue's hand flashed with thousands of rays, and the killing aura in his hand poured out towards the blue-shirted Wu Zheng without reservation.

The terrifying killing sword intent crushed the blue-shirted Wu Zheng like a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

The angry blue-shirted Wu Zheng's means were also extraordinary. Suddenly, a cold and dark aura emanated from his body. The cold wind blew away the killing sword intent. The folding fan in his hand turned into a few cold rays and pointed at Feixue's body. Feixue's expression did not change, and he chopped off the broken sword in his hand without hesitation.

'Dangdangdang! 'The sound of "I'm so angry" continued to be heard, and the dark aura invaded his body along the broken sword in Feixue's hand. If Feixue's cultivation was not really great, the dark aura alone would be enough to kill him.

Feixue looked stern, and threw the broken sword in his hand without hesitation, turning it into a stream of light, and slashed at Wu Zheng in blue.

Wu Zheng in blue looked stern, and he did not dare to underestimate Feixue's full-strength attack. The folding fan in his hand formed a silver light circle while dancing, surrounding himself tightly.

At this moment, Feixue's figure suddenly turned into a wisp of green smoke and disappeared into thin air. I don't know when the natal sword suddenly appeared in the hands of Feixue who was escaping at high speed.