Spirit Realm Walker

Why was the treasure-hunting instinct triggered at this time? There might be members of Dark Night Rose lurking nearby. Zhang Yuanqing hurriedly said goodbye to the clerk aunt and ran out of the convenience store.

Among the members of Dark Night Rose, there must be a Night Walker God. If Xiao Tiaobi encounters him, it will be a disaster.

On the empty and silent streets, cars occasionally speed by, but it seems that the fierce fighting taking place in the school cannot be seen, including the nearby residential buildings, where many windows have lights on.

There were countless night owls in the big city, but no one was attracted to the fighting in the school.

After leaving the convenience store, Zhang Yuanqing followed Xiao Doubi from a distance along the street.

The infant spirit crawled to the crossroads, raised its head with sparse fetal hair, looked to the left, and sniffed to the right. Finally, he confirmed a certain direction, lowered his head, and crawled quickly.

Zhang Yuanqing had to quicken his pace and follow him not far or near.

The great protector wrapped in black robe looked around at the lush forest and said in a hoarse voice:

"Zoo Projection, you old guy, have you finally used this rule-based prop?"

At the top of a towering tree, a curly-haired teddy sat, looking down with deep eyes:

"A level 7 Nichiyushin doesn't have many Taichi sects. I've already memorized your aura, so it's just that you're not a Taichi sect person. If so, your death will come soon."

While the two were talking, Fu Qingyang dragged out a white afterimage, and with pure physical strength, passed a distance of tens of meters and came to behind Hei Wuchang.

The young master of the Fu family looked stern, like an emotionless killer, and raised the bronze Octagonal Sword in his hand.

At this moment, Hei Wuchang's face showed extreme fear. His limbs were convulsing violently. He didn't know whether to avoid to the left or to the right. His brain seemed to have shut down and could no longer send instructions to his body.

Even with the evil profession at the pinnacle of a saint, he felt a strong sense of powerlessness in his heart when facing Fu Qingyang's sword.

Unable to avoid it, unavoidable, Hei Wuchang made a decisive decision. His skin hardened and was covered with horny cells. At the same time, he knelt on his knees and shouted:

"Bow me!"

Boom! His forehead hit the ground so hard that the cement cracked.

Fu Qingyang's slashed sword suddenly froze, and his face was covered with a layer of gray, as if contaminated by an invisible force.

Witchcraft--cut your fortune!

The witch master, as the name suggests, controls voodoo and witchcraft, both of which are known for their weirdness and viciousness.

Blessing reduction is an active skill that can only be learned by level 6 wizards. It can weaken the target's luck through kneeling, rituals, formations, etc.

Among them, kneeling down is the simplest trigger method, but the effect is also the weakest. If Hei Wuchang is given enough time, he can make Fu Qingyang have bad luck again and again. He will stuff his teeth with cold water, have loose stools, and make women tremble while sleeping. .

The blade of the sword froze in mid-air, and Hei Wuchang's hands and feet no longer trembled. He maintained his kneeling posture and rolled to the side.

Suddenly, hair-thin red threads wrapped around Hei Wuchang's ankles, and more and more red threads extended out, clumps and pieces, like countless twisted tentacles.

The Master of the Killing Palace is floating in the air, with his skirt flying, like a gorgeous female devil.

She didn't say anything from beginning to end, but her attacks were extremely ruthless.

"Crack, click, click."

The red thread tightened tighter and tighter, cracking the hard cuticle on Hei Wuchang's body.

But Hei Wuchang was completely unaware of his situation. He just looked at the magnificent red figure with a fascination, as if it was the person he loved.

A clear golden light fell on Hei Wuchang, and the power of purification made the witch and Gu master roar in pain.

But it also melted the red thread and dispelled the mind control.

"call!"

A large swath of fire rushed towards the Palace Master of the Killing Killing Palace. The fire master of the Dark Night Rose used his fire technique, and there was a burst of short and fast blows against the Killing Killing Palace Lord.

Fires continued to explode, and red lines flew all over the sky.

On the other side, as soon as Hei Wuchang broke free from the control of "obsession", he saw that he was surrounded by various animals, including grinning baboons, ferocious and majestic colorful tigers, tall and majestic giant elephants, as well as lions, leopards, dogs, cows, bears and other animals. .

Their eyes are empty and indifferent, just the purest projection, but they contain majestic power.

Suddenly, Hei Wuchang felt a cold sensation in his crotch, followed by a heartbreaking pain.

A hyena sneaked up from behind and bit into his bag. Fortunately, the horny skin worked again, and the bite only cracked, allowing him to avoid being cash-strapped.

The hyena's sneak attack was like a clarion call to attack, and other animals swarmed forward.

"snort!"

The great protector in black robe snorted coldly. The purpose of the elders of the Hundred Flowers Society was very clear, to kill Hei Wuchang and return the Corrupted Holy Grail in the inventory to the spiritual realm.

No one can even imagine it.

He took a deep breath and exhaled large amounts of yin energy.

In the frost-encrusted Yin Qi, one by one, the resentful spirits swam in the air and pounced on the herd of beasts with bared teeth and claws.

The scene instantly became chaotic, with illusory animals and illusory spirits mingling together.

When Gu King saw this scene, the blood mist returned to his body and turned into a flesh and blood human form again. Immediately afterwards, his body exploded into balls of minced meat, which fell everywhere in the "forest".

The flesh and blood melted and flowed like oil, covering the trees, flowers and grass, and the ground.

The entire campus and the entire forest were polluted and exuded an aura of depravity.

This is the skill of the witch and Gu master in the domination stage, which can corrode and pollute everything in the world.

The animal shadow suddenly lost its source of power and collapsed unwillingly.

At this time, a ball of flesh and blood material fell behind Hei Wuchang and turned into a human form.

But at the next moment, golden light came and annihilated the incarnation of Gu King.

A group of high-level practitioners fought in a melee and turned into a mess.

Hei Wuchang fell to the ground, his left leg and right hand dripping with blood from being eaten, his clothes were torn into pieces, and the cuticles all over his body were cracked and dripping with blood.

He let out a deep, strange laugh: "You want the Holy Grail, right? Okay, here it is, I won't play with you anymore."

He grabbed his right hand into the void and pulled out a beautifully crafted crystal cup. The cup body was covered with cracks. The liquid in the cup was as scarlet as blood, and in the scarlet wine liquid, a golden halo floated, like A miniature sun.

The golden luster shines through the crystal cup, reflecting a rose-colored halo.

The chaotic fighting suddenly stopped, and everyone looked at the crystal cup, deeply attracted.

On the towering tree, Curly Teddy stared at the crystal cup and sighed:

"I see, that's it. I didn't expect the Demon Lord to get this thing. He is only one step away from reaching the top."

A ball of minced meat condensed into a human form, and King Gu's eyes were filled with greed: "Judge Sly Eye's death was not unfair, haha, his death was not unfair."

Hei Wuchang struggled to throw the Holy Grail into the night sky and shouted: "Grab it, whoever grabs it will belong to him."

The crystal cup reflecting the luster of rose gold flew higher and higher, and everyone's eyes were chasing after it.

The curly teddy on the top of the tree jumped up and turned into a crane with a wingspan of two meters, fluttering towards the Holy Grail.

Puff puff puff. Groups of minced meat sprang up from the trees below. They condensed in the air and turned into a giant hand holding up the sky, grabbing the Holy Grail that was flying higher and higher.

The one who was one step ahead of them was the great protector in black robe. He appeared silently in front of the Holy Grail and stretched out his hand to fish it out.

At this moment, a sharp, clear whistle came first, followed by billowing sound waves.

The black-robed protector, the crane, and the giant hand all showed obvious stiffness.

No one can resist the singing voice of a musician.

The Mistress of the Killing Stop Palace stood on the roof of the teaching building, looking up to the sky and roaring, her red skirt flying. The clusters of red threads behind her sprayed into the air with claws and fangs, aiming at the Great Protector of the Night Rose.

She had no interest in the Holy Grail.

The red threads were wrapped around each other, instantly turning the sluggish Great Protector into a cicada.

The next moment, golden light burst out from the gap in the red line, and the black-robed protector broke through the restraints.

The Lord of the Palace of Killings raised his hand, his sleeves slipped off, revealing his jade arms that could conquer the frost and snow, and he snapped his fingers.

Those melted red threads seemed to be given a second life, instantly restored to their original state, and wrapped around the Great Protector again.

At that moment, a white shadow and a red light soared into the sky, intertwining and grazing towards the Holy Grail.

"Boom!" The fire spurted out, and the speed was even faster, surpassing Bai Ying.

Fu Qingyang's expression remained unchanged, he held the sword in one hand and grabbed it into the void with the other. Immediately, five colors of light, black, white, cyan, red and yellow, flew out and attached themselves behind Fu Qingyang.

"Wow!"

Five rays of light fluttered in the wind, turning into five large flags embroidered with green wood and white tigers, flaming mountains and water patterns.

In an instant, Fu Qingyang turned into an old general on the stage, with flags all over his body.

"Roar!"

The halo of the five flags circulated, and a colorful tiger jumped out, stepping on the strong wind and biting the fire above its head.

One person and one tiger, intertwined and falling.

Fu Qingyang, the latecomer, grabbed the crystal cup before everyone else.

"Very good!" Xianhe said in human words, "Hurry and put it in the inventory."

The giant hand transformed from the Gu King roared angrily, covering Fu Qingyang.

At this time, the Great Protector broke the red line again. Seeing this scene, he did not take action, but sneered.

Suddenly, a strange scene happened. The crystal cup in Fu Qingyang's hand lost its light and turned into an ordinary glass.

The giant hand of flesh and blood froze.

The crane rolled over and transformed into a curly teddy again, with a look of astonishment on its face.

"Ha ha ha ha."

The fire master, who was knocked down by the colorful tiger, let out a wild laugh.

Hei Wuchang, who fell to the ground, laughed and asked, "Why are you laughing?"

The fire master mocked: "I laugh at Fu Qingyang's lack of plans, and I laugh at Gu Wang Shaozhi. What are you laughing at?"

Hei Wuchang laughed and said: "I laughed at Zhi for having no plan to kill the palace master, and laughed at the elder Shaogou's wisdom."

Curly Teddy returned to the top of the tree with a solemn expression: "Charm?"

The Great Protector said with a hoarse smile:

"That's right, this is just a trick I played to tease you. Tsk, tsk, what a pity. If Fu Qingyang were in the Dominion Realm, he would be able to see through my deceit with a single glance with the sharp eyes of a scout."

King Gu took back all the flesh and blood substances and condensed them into his own body. His eyes were scarlet and he said:

"Hei Wuchang, if you are unwilling to take out the Fallen Holy Grail, then go to hell. I would rather it return to the spiritual realm."

Hei Wuchang sneered: "So you are so smart, do you really think that by killing me, you can return to the spiritual realm by falling into the Holy Grail? Do you really think that I am the real person now?"

The Gu King was startled, looked at him carefully for a moment, and suddenly understood, he said in a deep voice: "Gu clone"

Gu clone is a secret technique of the witch and Gu master. It uses one's own blood to fuse the natal Gu to create a body. The aura of the body, including the soul, is the same as the original body.

For most witch and Gu masters, this secret technique is of little use, because the cost of refining a clone is a reduction in one's own strength, and it will be difficult to return to its peak within a few months.

The deal between Hei Wuchang and Dark Night Rose is imminent, how dare he abandon his martial arts skills?

Fu Qingyang's eyes moved slightly, and he thought of something, and said calmly: "The way you deal with Dark Night Rose is different from what we thought."

Hei Wuchang laughed and said proudly:

"As expected of a scout, yes, the way of today's transaction is to use this clone to sign a contract with the Great Protector. After signing the contract, I will let the main body come with the Holy Grail.

"After all, Jianghu is dangerous, so I have to be on guard. I didn't expect that you would actually find this place, but I accidentally bumped into it and played a trick on you.

"Although the loss of this clone will greatly damage my actual combat power, Dark Night Rose has obtained the Book of Contract, and the transaction can be carried out at any time, even without being in Songhai.

"Next time, if you try to set up an ambush in advance, it will be as difficult as going to heaven. No one can stop me from controlling the Holy Grail and becoming the second Judge of the Cunning Eye."

Fu Qingyang pondered for a moment and remained silent.

The lack of trust between Dark Night Rose and Hei Wuchang has been made up for by the "Book of Contract". They can make secret transactions at a certain time and place in the future.

If the opportunity is lost tonight, it will be difficult to intervene in this matter in the future.

Falling short of success.

"The Book of Contract." The elder of the Hundred Flowers Club whispered to himself, and said helplessly: "That's it, King Gu, Palace Master, this matter can no longer be stopped. If we join forces to kill them, it can be regarded as a serious injury to the Night Rose."

One kilometer away from Songhai No. 3 Primary School, in a secluded alley, a dark figure wearing a peaked cap and a mask lurked in the darkness, leaning against the wall, closing his eyes and meditating.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes and held up a beautifully crafted crystal cup in his palm. The cup body was cracked, and in the scarlet wine liquid, a miniature sun floated up and down.

The two forces are entangled with each other and destroy each other, forming a delicate balance.

Rose-colored light illuminated his face. He had a long face and narrow eyes. He was very ugly and clearly black.

“We can only wait for the next transaction”

Hei Wuchang exhaled a breath with mixed emotions.

He was unexpectedly surrounded by an official ambush. Although the deal was ruined and a clone was lost, the Holy Grail was still there and these losses were not a problem.

Therefore, caution is useful. As long as you are cautious enough, you can avoid risks virtually.

As for whether the Great Protector of Dark Night Rose could survive, that was not his concern.

"It's a pity that such a divine thing is cheap for the Dark Night Rose." He stared at the "little sun" floating in the cup with greedy eyes.

As one of the people present at the time, he was extremely aware of the terror of this "sun". If he could control two items at the same time, Hei Wuchang was confident that he would become the strongest being in the three major branches of the Psychic Society.

But now, one thing must be given up, otherwise nothing will be gained.

At this time, Hei Wuchang seemed to sense something, and moved his eyes away from the Holy Grail, looking towards the entrance of the alley.

The velvet yellow light shone down, and the entrance to the alley was empty, but in Hei Wuchang's inspiration, he vaguely saw a little resentful spirit lying not far away, its dark eyes staring at him.

Big eyes stare at small eyes.

Hei Wuchang: "???"

PS: This chapter has a lot of words, so the update is late, and typos will be corrected first.