Mortal Seeking Immortal

Chapter 557 Meeting an old friend again

Ye Zhou led Wu Yong out of the dense forest and headed towards the direction of the Spirit Beast Sect. In order to prevent the demon cultivators from setting up an ambush on the way back, Ye Zhou led Wu Yong to take a detour.

Little did he know that when Ye Zhou was taking a detour, on the road leading to the Spirit Beast Sect, five or six Spirit Beast Sect disciples were surrounded by a group of Demon Puppet Sect cultivators in the center. The cultivator in the lead was the young disciple of Taoist Xue Ku, Xue E.

A black-robed demon cultivator standing behind Xue'e took out a blood-red bowl, stepped forward and respectfully handed the bowl to Xue'e with both hands: "Young Master, the Soul-Transforming Blood Bowl is ready. Are you going to do it yourself, or let me do it for you?"

Xue'e glanced at the black-robed demon cultivator and said lightly: "You can do it for me. Remember, don't waste every bit of their blood."

The black-robed demon cultivator responded in a low voice, raised his head and looked at the foundation-building disciples of the Spirit Beast Sect, with a hint of coldness in his eyes.

If Ye Zhou was here, he would definitely recognize that this black-robed demon cultivator was his other fellow villager, Er Zhuang!

Since the Blood Spirit Sect was breached by Fairy Xiyu and the others that day, Er Zhuang successfully escaped from the Blood Spirit Sect with the help of the residual soul of the Jindan cultivator in his body. In order to avoid the joint strangulation of the four sects and three schools, Er Zhuang went through dangers and rushed all the way to Piaomiao Continent, worshipped the Demon Puppet Sect, and officially became a demon cultivator.

Later, under the guidance of the remnant soul, Er Zhuang successfully found the cave left by the remnant soul on the Misty Continent, took out the remnant soul's relics, and successfully broke through to the Foundation Establishment Realm with the help of the Foundation Establishment Pill in the relics.

As for the remnant soul in Er Zhuang's body, after Er Zhuang got the remnant soul's relics, he was killed by Er Zhuang.

After so many years of hard practice, with the help of the pills and spiritual plants left by the remnant soul, Er Zhuang has now reached the Great Perfection Realm of Foundation Establishment. Because of his outstanding talent in practice and his ruthless character, he was noticed by Xue'e and served by his side. Now he is in charge of the Transformation Blood Bowl for Xue'e.

Er Zhuang, holding the Transformation Blood Bowl, approached the disciples of the Spirit Beast Sect step by step. At this moment, the disciples of the Spirit Beast Sect were trapped by other demon cultivators and had no possibility of resistance. They could only watch Er Zhuang release his demonic energy and urge the Transformation Blood Bowl to fly towards them.

The palm-sized Blood Bowl swelled in the wind, and in a blink of an eye it swelled to a width of five or six feet. Blood mist was steaming in the bowl, and from time to time, the screams of ghosts came out of the bowl. After hearing this, the faces of the disciples of the Spirit Beast Sect turned pale and their legs trembled.

The next moment, a thick and pungent blood mist spread out from the Blood Bowl, covering the disciples of the Spirit Beast Sect.

The moment they were surrounded by the blood mist, several screams came out of the blood mist, as if the disciples of the Spirit Beast Sect suffered great pain in the blood mist.

A disciple of the Spirit Beast Sect roared in pain, "Grandsons of the Demon Puppet Sect, wait for us, the four sects and three gates will definitely avenge us and make you pay for your blood debt with blood! I'll wait for you on the road to the underworld!"

Xue'e frowned slightly when he heard this, and a flash of anger flashed in his eyes. Seeing this, Er Zhuang felt nervous and hurriedly shot several more demonic energy into the Blood Bowl.

The moment the demonic energy entered the bowl, the Transformation Blood Bowl made a loud noise, and released another cloud of blood mist. When the two clouds of blood mist merged, a more pungent smell of blood came out of the blood mist, which made people want to vomit.

But after a moment, the breath disappeared from the blood mist, and the blood mist at this moment became more vivid and dripping, as if a large amount of fresh blood had been integrated.

After another moment, Er Zhuang shot several more demonic energy into the Transformation Blood Bowl, and a suction force came out of the Transformation Blood Bowl, sucking the blood mist back into the bowl.

As soon as the blood mist disappeared, the corpses of the several Spirit Beast Sect monks who were there were gone, leaving only a few storage bags and a few clothes.

The light on the several magic tools that lost their spiritual power supply dimmed, and they quickly fell downwards, and were all snatched up by the surrounding demon cultivators.

The Soul-Transforming Blood Bowl suspended in the air turned back to the size of a palm and flew back to Er Zhuang's hand. Er Zhuang looked down at the bowl and saw that there was a fist-sized ball of bright red blood essence in the originally empty Soul-Transforming Blood Bowl. A faint fishy and sweet fragrance came from the bright red blood essence.

Er Zhuang's eyes flashed with a touch of intoxication when he heard it. The hand holding the Soul-Transforming Blood Bowl trembled slightly. The blood essence shook slightly with the Soul-Transforming Blood Bowl, and a very rich spiritual light came out of the blood essence.

Er Zhuang looked at the blood essence with a greedy look in his eyes, but soon the greed disappeared. In order to prevent Xue E from waiting for a long time, Er Zhuang turned around and handed the Soul-Transforming Blood Bowl to Xue E.

Xue'e raised his eyes and glanced at the Soul-Transforming Blood Bowl. A hint of dissatisfaction flashed across his eyes: "How come these Spirit Beast Sect disciples can only extract such a small amount of blood essence? What a waste of time."

Er Zhuang was afraid that Xue'e would blame him, so he hurriedly explained: "Young Master, I think it must be that the cultivation of these Spirit Beast Sect disciples is too low, so there is not much blood essence in their bodies. If we can capture a few Foundation Establishment Great Perfection disciples to extract blood essence, it should satisfy you."

After hearing this, the dissatisfaction in Xue'e's eyes disappeared, and he nodded and said: "What you said makes sense, but it's not easy to meet disciples in the Foundation Establishment Great Perfection."

Xue'e took out a jade bottle from his arms, took the small ball of blood essence in the Soul-Transforming Blood Bowl into the jade bottle, and then carefully put the jade bottle into the storage ring.

Then Xue'e waved his hand and sent out a stream of demonic energy, which rolled up the storage bags left by the Spirit Beast Sect disciples and casually threw them to Er Zhuang, saying, "Since you have refined the essence and blood for me, I will give these things to you as a reward."

Under the envious eyes of the surrounding demon cultivators, Erzhuang pretended to be ecstatic, thanked Xuelian, and put the storage bags into his arms.

Seeing this, Xue'e looked at Er Zhuang with a look of contempt in his eyes. Then he looked at the other ten demon cultivators and ordered: "You guys stay here and continue to capture the passing Foundation Stage for me. Monk, I’ll go somewhere else to see if I can get any unexpected results.”

As soon as Xue'e finished speaking, the dozen or so demon cultivators suddenly showed frightened expressions on their faces. They knelt in front of Xue'e and said, "Master, please think again. We are ordered by your lord to stay by your side to protect your safety. You cannot do that." "Leave half a step away from the young master."

"If anything happens to the young master, I will be responsible for the death. I hope the young master will take me with him."

Xue'e frowned impatiently and said, "You don't have to say anything anymore. I have made up my mind. You stay here to intercept the other monks."

After saying that, Xue'er took his two strong weapons and turned around and shot away in the distance!

On this side, when Ye Zhou and Wu Yong were on their way, they suddenly heard the sound of a sharp weapon breaking through the air from a distance. Ye Zhou released his consciousness and looked into the distance, and saw several black shadows coming from the horizon. Shooting towards this side.

The current situation was unclear and it would lead to trouble. Without even thinking about it, Ye Zhou hurriedly led Wu Yong to restrain his breath, lowered the flying sword, and fell into the bushes on a low mountain below.

As soon as Ye Zhou and the two of them hid themselves in the bushes, they saw a few black shadows flying over their heads.

The two people in the lead were two female cultivators at the foundation-building Dzogchen realm wearing the costumes of the Wan Yun Sect. One of them was obviously seriously injured, and they were trying to escape into the distance.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, several black skulls exploded towards them from behind. The two Wanyun Sect girls froze, and one of them swung a whip to repel the flying black skulls.

In just a moment, the pursuers from behind had already caught up, surrounding the two female cultivators from the Wan Yun Sect. Chasing them were more than ten Demonic Cultivators in the Foundation Establishment Stage, three of whom were at the Foundation Establishment Dzogchen Realm. .

Ye Zhou looked intently at the two female cultivators from the Wan Yun Sect, and saw that the seriously injured female cultivator had her face covered with a veil. The veil had the effect of shielding her spiritual consciousness, and Ye Zhou did not see her face clearly.

When Ye Zhou looked at another female cultivator, he couldn't help but be startled. What a coincidence, the other female cultivator holding a long whip turned out to be Mu Wanwan.

The leader of the Demon Cultivator, dressed in a Blood Demon Sect costume, stopped in front of Mu Wanwan and the two of them, and said with a ferocious smile: "Run, let me see where else you can go!"

The person standing next to the Blood Demon Sect monk was a Ghost Demon Sect Foundation-Building Dzogchen monk with a cold face. He was looking at the masked female monk with an angry face and said: "You little bitch, weren't you very majestic just now? "?"

"How dare you kill my brother? I will make you pay with your blood. I will make you my ghost servant alive and suffer the pain of the ghosts eating your soul! Only then will you be able to relieve the hatred in my heart!"

Before Mu Wanwan and the other two could speak, the leader of the Blood Demon Sect monk stuck out his tongue and licked his lips, and said with a smile: "I don't care if you want to kill or cut into pieces the female cultivator wearing the veil, but the other female cultivator must." Be mine, I happen to be short of a cauldron for harvesting, and her appearance and cultivation are just what I want."

When Mu Wanwan heard this, her face suddenly turned pale, but she still stepped forward and protected the masked female cultivator beside her.

The masked female cultivator said softly: "Wanwan, please leave quickly and don't worry about me."

Mu Wanwan shook her head and said nothing, but secretly clenched the whip in her hand.

At this moment, Wu Yong, who was squatting next to Ye Zhou, also recognized Mu Wanwan, and hurriedly sent a message to Ye Zhou, urging Ye Zhou to rescue people, and assured Ye Zhou that he was here, and these demon cultivators were definitely not them. The two rivals.

Ye Zhou shook his head slightly and carefully used his consciousness to look around to see if there were any other pursuers.

While Ye Zhou was investigating, several demon cultivators who were besieging Mu Wanwan and the two of them had already taken action. They released several magic weapons exuding black demonic energy, and all attacked Mu Wanwan and the two of them head-on. !

Seeing the fierce attack of the demonic cultivators, Mu Wanwan was about to pour all the few spiritual energy in her body into the long whip, when she saw the Dragon Prison Furnace flying towards their heads from below, blocking the attacks of the demonic cultivators for them.

A look of surprise flashed across Mu Wanwan's eyes, and then they both looked at the location where the alchemy furnace was flying.

When the demon cultivators saw that their attacks were being blocked, anger flashed in their eyes. However, before they could activate their magical weapons to attack downwards, they saw a figure flying towards them from below.

The figure was extremely fast and flew to their side in an instant. It was Ye Zhou!

Ye Zhou waved his sleeves and fired out a top-grade foundation-building flying sword. The flying sword whizzed through the dantian of three early-stage foundation-building demon cultivators, and then flew towards the fourth cultivator!

The leader of the Blood Demon Sect monk shouted angrily: "Boy, don't be so arrogant!"

As soon as the Blood Demon Sect monk finished speaking, a faint red light appeared on his body. He reached out to recall the hammer-shaped magic weapon and shot it towards Ye Zhou quickly!

The Ghost Demon Sect monk standing aside also reached out and took out a soul flag, and injected several demonic energies into the soul flag. In an instant, the soul flag was covered with ghost mist, and the ferocious faces of countless fierce ghosts appeared on the ghost mist.

The Ghost Demon Sect monk held the soul flag, pointed at Ye Zhou and said: "Thousands of ghosts will bite you!"

Immediately, countless fierce ghosts scrambled out of the soul flags, turning into balls of black ghost mist and flying towards Ye Zhou!

Ye Zhou immediately used the Demon God's Body Forging Technique, reached out to recall the Dragon Prison Furnace, and rushed towards the Blood Demon Sect monks who were shooting towards him!

The Blood Demon Sect monk did not know the power of Ye Zhou's Demon God Body Forging Technique. Seeing Ye Zhou rushing towards him without knowing whether to live or die, a grim smile suddenly appeared on his face: "Looking for death!"

But in the blink of an eye, Ye Zhou and the Blood Demon Sect monk collided with each other in mid-air. The moment the Dragon Prison Furnace and the hammer-shaped magic weapon collided, a golden light burst out at the spot!

A figure was hit and spurted blood, and flew out!

Everyone looked closely and saw that the figure that was knocked out was the Blood Demon Sect monk. The hammer-shaped magic weapon in his hand was full of cracks, and the spiritual light dissipated. It was obviously reduced to a pile of scrap metal.

When the golden light dissipated, there was no one at the spot, and Ye Zhou had disappeared.

The demon cultivators were horrified, and just as they were about to look for Ye Zhou, they heard a muffled groan coming from not far away. A demon cultivator in the early stage of foundation building, who was standing at the edge, had his head chopped off by a sharp kitchen knife, and his headless body was falling down.

Wu Yong stood there with a big black pot on his head, and smiled at the demon cultivators, "If I don't show my power, you will think that I am a cultivator from the four sects and three schools and I am easy to bully!"

The demon cultivators saw that Wu Yong was only in the middle stage of foundation building, and a trace of anger flashed across their faces. They urged the magic tools to attack Wu Yong.

Wu Yong hurriedly took the big black pot and retreated to the rear. While retreating, he shouted at the demon cultivators, "Just a few of you demon cultivators, my brother Ye can deal with you alone, there is no need for me to take action at all!"

Upon hearing this, the demon cultivators shot out several magic energies and accelerated the activation of the magic tools.

Seeing that the magic weapons were about to fall on Wu Yong's head, Wu Yong hurriedly shouted: "Brother Ye, save me!"

Before Wu Yong finished speaking, he saw the Dragon Prison Furnace flying over his head, blocking the series of attacks from the magic weapons for him.

Before the demon cultivators could react, a scream came from behind them. Ye Zhou appeared behind the seriously injured Blood Demon Sect cultivator, and a flying sword pierced the chest of the Blood Demon Sect cultivator.

The Blood Demon Sect cultivator screamed and reached out to the demon cultivators for help: "Save me!"

The demon cultivators retreated together, and no one helped the Blood Demon Sect cultivator.

The flying sword cut off the head of the Blood Demon Sect cultivator in an instant. Ye Zhou reached out to recall the Dragon Prison Furnace and looked coldly at the remaining demon cultivators.