Mortal Seeking Immortal

At the same time that the monk surnamed Zhou opened his mouth to remind him, the black chain controlled by Xiaoshan had already pierced through the young monk's Dantian!

The spiritual power in the young monk's body leaked out crazily from the wound in his Dantian. In the blink of an eye, the spiritual power in his body had been lost.

The fan-shaped magic weapon controlled by the young monk could not get the spiritual power supply, and the spiritual light on the magic weapon dissipated, and it fell straight to the ground from mid-air.

At this time, the figure of "Xiaoshan", whose chest was broken by the soul-destroying cone, dissipated in the air like foam.

The young monk vomited blood and looked in the direction of the monk surnamed Zhou. With a painful face, he stretched out his hand and said, "Senior Brother, save me!"

Without waiting for the monk surnamed Zhou to make a move, the black chain quickly wrapped the body of the young monk and retreated!

At the same time that the monk surnamed Zhou waved his hand to recall the soul-destroying cone, Xiaoshan's figure appeared not far behind his body. He didn't know when Xiaoshan hid here.

Cultivator Zhou looked at the young cultivator whose Dantian was pierced by Xiaoshan's chain, and felt a little scared. If he hadn't noticed something was wrong, he would have been the one whose Dantian was pierced.

Cultivator Zhou looked at Xiaoshan with a gloomy face and said, "I have heard that ghost cultivators are elusive. Today I have finally opened my eyes. I don't want to continue fighting with you. As long as you let me go, everything can be discussed."

"Otherwise, even if it means a fight to the death, I will make you pay a price!"

Cultivator Zhou raised the Soul-Destroying Cone in his hand, and saw a black cold light from the Soul-Destroying Cone, and the demonic energy lingering around the Soul-Destroying Cone instantly became a little thicker.

Xiaoshan pulled the chain in his hand, and the young cultivator felt pain and fell to the ground in front of Xiaoshan, trembling.

Xiaoshan ignored the monk Zhou, but looked at the young monk at his feet with a playful look and said, "Did you hear that? Your senior brother asked me to let him go. It seems that he is going to abandon you. How pitiful."

The young monk looked at the monk Zhou pleadingly and said, "Senior brother, save me, I don't want to die."

The monk Zhou seemed not to hear what the young monk said, and looked at Xiaoshan and asked, "What have you considered? War or peace?"

Xiaoshan said, "I can't decide whether you stay or go. It depends on my master's opinion."

The monk Zhou was shocked, wondering who could control a ghost cultivator in the great perfection of foundation building.

The monk Zhou asked, "Where is your master now?"

Before Xiaoshan spoke, the monk Zhou heard a young man's voice behind him: "I'm here, do you have something to do with me?"

The monk Zhou's heart tightened, and he looked back hurriedly, and saw a young monk with a very familiar face, wearing the clothes of the inner disciples of the Spirit Beast Sect, not far behind him.

The monk surnamed Zhou blurted out: "It's you!"

"So that's it. I was wondering why this ghost cultivator wanted to attack us for no reason. It turned out to be because of you! It seems that you should have noticed that we wanted to sneak attack you!"

"It's our bad luck to meet you today."

The monk surnamed Zhou smiled bitterly and shook his head: "We were going to let you go, but you didn't expect us to let us go. Now, what do you want me to do to let you spare my life?"

The person who came was Ye Zhou who was tracking him!

With Ye Zhou's speed, he should have arrived here long ago, but he saw Xiaoshan had already made a move from a distance. He was just trying to understand Xiaoshan's current strength, so he didn't show up.

Having seen the power of the strange golden light in Ye Zhou's hand at the edge of the swamp, the monk surnamed Zhou naturally didn't think that he still had a chance to fight to the death.

After all, the black lizard crocodile armored beast that he had a hard time dealing with didn't even withstand a single blow from Ye Zhou.

The monk surnamed Zhou now only wants to exchange his property for his life.

When Ye Zhou appeared, Xiaoshan had already dragged the young monk to Ye Zhou's side and bowed to Ye Zhou respectfully: "Master."

Ye Zhou nodded slightly, and Xiaoshan immediately stepped aside.

Seeing the soul-destroying cone in the hands of the monk surnamed Zhou, which exuded a strong demonic aura, Ye Zhou frowned slightly, and suddenly felt that this matter was not simple. Thinking of the big move of the Miaodan Sect this time, Ye Zhou's mood became even heavier.

Ye Zhou asked: "Are you from the Demon Sect?"

The monk surnamed Zhou nodded and admitted it. After all, the soul-destroying cone in his hand had exposed his identity.

Ye Zhou said again: "Don't tell me that you people from the Demon Sect have gone to great lengths to lurk in the secret realm just to pick a few spiritual plants. Tell me, what do you want to do?"

As soon as Ye Zhou finished speaking, the monk surnamed Zhou's face changed instantly. He noticed that Ye Zhou said "you" instead of "you", which meant that Ye Zhou knew that there were other people lurking in the secret realm.

How did Ye Zhou, an ordinary inner disciple of the Spirit Beast Sect, know such a confidential matter?

The cultivator surnamed Zhou looked at Ye Zhou with complicated eyes and said, "Sorry, I disappoint you. I entered the secret realm only to pick some spiritual plants."

Seeing that the cultivator surnamed Zhou refused to reveal other information, Ye Zhou turned his attention to Xiaoshan beside him.

Xiaoshan immediately understood what Ye Zhou meant. He moved his right hand, and the chain drilled into the abdomen of the young cultivator little by little like a living thing. The young cultivator was in pain and begged for mercy repeatedly, "Please spare me, I'm just a small follower, I don't know anything."

However, Xiaoshan did not stop, and the chain soon opened several more holes in the young cultivator's body. The young cultivator was so pale with pain that he almost fainted.

The cultivator surnamed Zhou said calmly, "If you want to use him to threaten me, I'm afraid I will disappoint you."

"Before his Dantian was destroyed, he might have been useful to me, but now that his Dantian is destroyed, he is a useless person to me, and a useless person has no value."

When the Zhou monk finished speaking, the chain in Xiaoshan's hand finally gave up the idea of ​​continuing to make holes in the young monk.

Ye Zhou said: "Just to pick spiritual plants, there is no need to mark the disciples of other sects and the inner disciples with high cultivation, right?"

When Ye Zhou said this, Zhou monk looked at Ye Zhou with a look of doubt in his eyes.

Zhou monk could not confirm the truth of Ye Zhou's words. Was Ye Zhou deceiving him, or did he really know their plan?

If he was deceiving him, why did Ye Zhou know about marking?

In order to prevent the plan from being leaked, only a few people who participated in this plan knew about marking.

Most people just followed the instructions and sold the jade slips or pill bottles they were given to other sects’ disciples. They didn’t know that the jade slips and pill bottles were smeared with medicine.

Could it be that Ye Zhou noticed that the jade slips and pill bottles were smeared with medicine?

As soon as this thought came out, it was quickly rejected by the cultivator surnamed Zhou.

The medicine was specially refined by an adult in their demon sect who was good at alchemy. Not to mention a small foundation-building cultivator like Ye Zhou, even ordinary Jindan cultivators couldn’t detect it.