Great Luck

Chapter 87 Caught a demon spirit

"Lord, there is a demon spirit above the city gate!" Zi Dong ignored Donglai Ziqi and quickly reminded Sikong Bo.

"How did you find out?!" Sikong Bo was stunned for a moment. He could only focus on the demon spirits that launched the attack, and the demon spirits that had been hiding could not be discovered at all.

"The Luck Spiritual Root is going to devour him." Zi Dong explained with a wry smile, how could he find out, it was all due to the purple energy from the east.

"Isn't the Luck Spiritual Root asleep?!" Sikong Bo's eyes were extremely suspicious. Why would Zi Dong lie?

"As long as there is food, the luck spirit root will wake up by itself, no need to wake it up!" Feng Qingwu immediately said sarcastically.

"Hall Master, that's it." Zi Dong could only continue to smile bitterly, Donglai Ziqi would sooner or later turn him into a big liar in everyone's eyes.

"Do you know the specific location of the demon spirit?" Sikong Bo could only believe Zi Dong. He wanted to catch the demon spirit.

The reason why demon spirits are difficult to deal with is because the Taoist sect has never caught one, and Sikong Bo wants to take it back for the sect to study.

"The luck spirit root can be found, but I can't find it." Zi Dong smiled bitterly and shook his head. He didn't even know if there was a demon spirit, so how could he determine the specific location.

"Zi Dong, can you let the luck spirit root catch this demon spirit?!" Sikong Bo was very excited.

"Master, I'm only responsible for providing luck, I can't do anything else." Zi Dong smiled bitterly and shook his head again.

"It should be because your cultivation level is too low." Sikong Bo nodded seriously: "Let the luck root swallow the demon spirit above the city gate!"

Zi Dong quickly agreed and immediately sent 100 points of Ninth Grade luck into the main vein. Purple mist quickly rushed out and rushed to the sky above the city gate.

But what everyone didn't expect was that Sikong Bo rushed towards the city gate following Ziwu.

Just when the purple mist forced the hidden demon spirit to reveal itself and was about to devour it, Sikong Bo suddenly accelerated, condensed a big hand in the void, and went straight to grab the frightened demon spirit.

The purple mist immediately condensed a big fist, which directly smashed Sikong Bo's big empty hand into dissipation, and then hit Sikong Bo himself.

"Well done!" Sikong Bo was very excited, and immediately roared, his fists suddenly surged, and he rushed straight towards the Ziwu Fist.

His consciousness has locked onto the demon spirit, making it impossible for the purple mist to swallow it up. Sikong Bo must be defeated first.

"Boom, boom, boom..." Sikong Bo's fists clashed violently with Ziwu's big fist, causing the air to explode continuously.

"Zidong, did you deliberately control that purple mist fist to beat Hall Master Sikong?" Liu Moqing asked gloatingly.

"Why should I beat Hall Master Sikong?!" Zi Dong glanced at Liu Moqing inexplicably. Does he need a reason to provoke?

"Master Sikong, who is in charge of the Cloud Heaven Sect Law Enforcement Hall, must have punished you!" Liu Moqing said naturally.

"Not only did Hall Master Sikong never punish me, he actually took great care of me!" Zi Dong immediately retorted.

"Then he must have punished the other disciples of the Demon Hunting Group!" Liu Moqing insisted on driving a wedge between Zi Dong and Sikong Bo.

"City Master Liu, if I could control the Luck Spirit Root, I would definitely be the first to beat you up!" Zi Dong glared at Liu Moqing angrily.

"I have no enmity with you, why do you want to beat me?!" Liu Moqing was not angry, Zi Dong was just trying to divert his attention.

"Because you made me the target of all the monks in this Heavenly Fate Continent!" Zi Dong's eyes were filled with anger.

"You wrongly blamed this city lord!" Liu Moqing quickly defended himself: "That was entirely Demon Race's doing!"

"Huh, Demon Race was just chasing me secretly. You made the news public. This account has been recorded!" Zi Dong snorted coldly.

Liu Moqing's proud fat face immediately darkened. If Zi Dong hated him for this, then he would really have to strike first and never let Zi Dong grow up!

More purple mist surged out of Zi Dong's body because Sikong Bo had used the power of space to confine the sky above the city gate.

The purple energy from the east even condensed the swallowed Monster Race, charming music sounded, and the remaining hundreds of amethyst fairies danced around Sikong Bo.

However, Sikong Bo became more and more excited as he fought, and his speed became faster and faster. His fists had turned into phantoms, smashing the purple mist into a turbulent roll.

"Zi Dong, please discuss with Luck Spirit Gen and stop fighting. This demon spirit should be enough."

Zhou Xinyu quickly reminded that once Sikong Bo was injured, it would really create a gap between the two as Liu Moqing said.

"The key is that the luck spirit root doesn't listen to me!" Zi Dong smiled bitterly and shook his head. He wanted to discuss it with Donglai Ziqi.

"Threatening it!" Feng Qingwu gritted his teeth and shouted: "If you don't obey me again, I will give you no luck in the future!"

"This method may work!" Zhou Xinyu immediately agreed. Luck requires luck, and Zi Dong can take the initiative.

"I'll give it a try!" Zi Dong suddenly became excited. Why hadn't he thought of this method? He had been led by Donglai Ziqi:

"Dong Lai Zi Qi, give this demon spirit to Hall Master Sikong, otherwise even if I die, I will never give you any luck again!"

"Boom, boom, boom", Ziwu's big fist hit Sikong Bo a few more times, and suddenly rushed towards Zi Dong.

Although Sikong Bo was a little dazed, he immediately grabbed the already stunned demon spirit tightly with his big empty hands.

"Zidong, are you threatening the Luck Spiritual Root?!" Zi Wu all ran back into Zi Dong's body, and Zhou Xinyu immediately asked excitedly.

"I'm threatening it with death, maybe it's scared!" Zi Dong said excitedly, he just said it casually, but he didn't expect it to be really useful.

"Hmph, even the way of heaven bullies the weak and fears the strong, and Luck Spiritual Root is no exception!" Feng Qingwu glanced at the bright sky with disdain.

The protective formation of Jinshi City has been removed and the city gate has been opened wide. Sikong Bo grabbed the demon spirit and immediately ordered to enter the city.

"Zi Dong, how could the Luck Spiritual Root let go?!" Sikong Bo asked strangely as he walked. He didn't think he had defeated the Luck Spiritual Root.

"The disciples are threatening each other with death, so Luck Spirit Gen must be afraid." Zi Dong quickly explained.

"Well, without your body, the luck spirit root will dissipate between heaven and earth." Sikong Bo nodded suddenly.

"Hall Master, can Zi Dong's luck root be refined by others?" Feng Qingwu suddenly asked a sensitive question.

"General spiritual roots can be refined, but luck spiritual roots cannot. It only recognizes one master, so it will do its best to protect it."

Sikong Bo glanced at everyone, especially Liu Moqing who was listening carefully, with a hint of warning.

Someone must have been thinking about Zi Dong for a long time. No one has too little luck, let alone one that is so powerful.

"Zi Dong, take a walk around the city to see if there are any demon spirits. Liu Moqing, please accompany me!"

When they were about to reach the inn, Sikong Bo gave instructions to Zi Dong, worried that there were still demon spirits hiding.

Zi Dong and Liu Moqing quickly agreed that Zhou Xinyu and Feng Qingwu would also accompany Zi Dong and take a look at Jinshi City.

(End of chapter)