The Devil's Guide

The breeze blew across Niu Si's face, and a strand of hair in front of him floated gently. The old crooked tree was still standing not far away, and the new buds on the tree were still fresh, but the yellow leaves on the branches seemed to no longer be able to withstand the breeze and fell from the branches.

Niu Si looked at Linghu Fengshi with increasingly cold eyes. Linghu Fengshi was really panicking this time.

"We can still shake hands and make peace, right? How about I help you deal with those demon souls? I am a Divine Transformation cultivator. You have also seen my methods." Linghu Fengshi said.

"Take my move first! Kill!" Niu Si said coldly. He pointed the spell in his hand at the sword formation.

Linghu Fengshi saw this and knew that it was not good. He used seven or eight defensive shields, magic compass, talismans, and shields to attack himself. Only then did he calm down.

Hundreds of sword lights instantly submerged Linghu Fengshi. Those defenses were like paper and had no effect.

In an instant, Linghu Fengshi turned into a ball of blood mist.

Niu Si was also shocked by the great power of the sword formation. Then he remembered that the Juque Sword Sutra had been modified by that person. The power was more than doubled, and Niu Si almost didn't recognize it. If he had known that the sword formation was so powerful, he should have led him into the formation at the beginning. What's the point of transforming the spirit into a shape, and what's the point of psychological warfare? It's just a waste of time.

It took Niu Si a moment to be stunned. The blood mist in the formation suddenly churned.

"Blood Soul Escape!" With a loud roar, the blood mist swelled, and a black shadow flew out of the sword formation, flew a hundred meters away in the blink of an eye, and fled to the distance.

"Self-destruction of the Nascent Soul!" Niu Si could not help but secretly blame himself for being so confused. How could he forget the old demon's Nascent Soul? If he let this wisp of soul escape, who knows what kind of trouble it would cause. At the same time, he could not help but secretly praise the old demon Linghu for his determination. He was willing to self-destruct his Nascent Soul to fight for this glimmer of life.

Niu Si's body flashed with white light, and Lamei had already caught up with him.

"The monk can run away, but the temple cannot! I wonder how long you can escape!" Niu Si waved his hand to take back the Hunyuan stick and the Juque sword, and stood up to chase in the direction of Linghu Fengshi's soul.

Niu Si knew that the old demon had an incarnation outside his body, and this residual soul was probably going to find the incarnation. If you don't cut the grass at the root, it will grow again in the spring breeze. Niu Si certainly won't leave this disaster.

At this time, the few yellow leaves that drifted to the ground just happened to fall quietly. On the mountain peak, the breeze was still there, and the usual tranquility was restored, as if nothing had happened. Only the cracks on the ground caused by the strong wind and the faint smell of blood in the air seemed to be witnessing the battle just now.

The spies from various sects outside were all stunned, and pieces of information were constantly flying out.

A Divine Transformation cultivator died in battle, Daxia was shocked, and the world was shocked!

Niu Si quickly caught up with Lamei, but Lamei did not catch up with Linghu Fengshi's soul. The soul of a Divine Transformation cultivator is not so easy to deal with.

But Niu Si did not give up the chase. It's still the same saying, "The monk can run away, but the temple cannot." The soul is probably going to Jiuyou Sect to find the incarnation.

Wanhunzhou is not close nor far away. With Niu Si's currentHe chased at full speed without sparing any mana, and arrived in a few days.

The bells in the sky above Jiuyou Sect rang, a total of eighty-one.

This kind of bell sound only has one meaning, that is, the sky has fallen, and it is time to destroy the sect. Jiuyou Sect’s sky has fallen at this moment.

When Niu Si rushed to Jiuyou Sect, the bells had already sounded.

There was a space fluctuation from the back mountain of Jiuyou Sect. Obviously someone used the space talisman. Niu Si sighed in his heart, but he was still a step late, and was escaped by this external incarnation.

Even if he chased after him at this time, he was afraid that it would be difficult to catch up with this old demon. He didn’t have time to waste with the old demon like this. But the old demon could run away, but Jiuyou Sect couldn’t run away. Niu Si didn’t intend to let Jiuyou Sect go.

The gate of Jiuyou Sect was still tall, and Niu Si was familiar with it. However, Niu Si came here to cause trouble several times before, but this time he came to destroy the sect.

A large group of people knelt under the tall gate, and many of them were Nascent Soul cultivators. The three people in the lead were Sikong Jiangtang, Ji Yihong and Zhong Li.

Niu Si came to the gate and frowned at the people kneeling below.

"Welcome to the senior, Linghu Fengshi of Jiuyou Sect is dead. Jiuyou Sect is willing to worship under the senior, and follow the senior's lead!" A group of people led by Sikong Jiangtang shouted loudly.

Niu Si frowned even deeper. Niu Si naturally would not take such secular etiquette into consideration. At this time, Niu Si looked at the group of people below coldly and finally spoke.

"Whether Linghu Fengshi is dead or not is not up to you. Did he tell you to do this?" Niu Si said.

Sikong Jiangtang did not dare to speak, but looked at Ji Yihong beside him.

Ji Yihong felt bitter in his heart. He had been in seclusion in the back mountain, and would not come out until he broke the spirit transformation. But at this time, Linghu Fengshi's original body was destroyed, and Jiuyou Sect was facing the destruction of the sect, so he had to come out.

Ji Yihong had expected this scene at the beginning, but he did not expect that this scene would come so quickly.

"Senior, please understand, it was ordered by Uncle Linghu, and we volunteered. Jiuyou Sect knows that it cannot win, and the senior is willing to kill and chop, and we have no complaints." Ji Yihong's eyes are big and small, which looks a bit funny. But he did not speak in a panic, his expression was respectful, but neither humble nor arrogant.

"Everyone stand up and speak, I am not a spirit transformation cultivator, there is no need to call me senior. Besides, calling me senior is useless. You don't think I will stop after playing such a scene." Niu Si said coldly.

"Yes. Jiuyou Sect provoked you first, so you can do nothing wrong. Jiuyou Sect has no power to resist. You can kill us all, and we won't complain." Ji Yihong and the others were obedient and stood up.

"In that case, you can die!" Niu Si said, and took out the Juque Sword with a wave of his hand. He had lost his patience with Jiuyou Sect, and now he just wanted to deal with it as soon as possible and leave.

"Wait a minute, you. The demon soul is causing chaos in the world, and you are in need of people. Jiuyou Sect is also a big force in Daxia, and you are still a little bit worried about it.Useful, at least to do some intelligence work. "Ji Yihong said.

"What's the use of verbal surrender. I don't have time to intrigue with you, it's better to kill and vent my anger." Niu Si curled his lips.

"Daoyou is not a bloodthirsty person, and there is no need for intrigue. We are all willing to be planted with restrictions and be ready to be dispatched at any time. We dare not be disloyal." Ji Yihong said.

"I am not a bloodthirsty person. Where did you hear that? I have done things like massacring cities and exterminating families." Niu Si said.

"Of course we have heard of the name of Blood Hand Liancheng. But after spending a few times with Daoyou, we naturally know that Daoyou has thunderbolt means, but a heart of bodhisattva. Otherwise, he would not listen to my nonsense here. Jiuyou Sect has long been a sea of ​​blood and corpses." Ji Yihong said.

"This is not enough!" Niu Si stared at Ji Yihong with cold eyes.