Chapter 405: Desire

"You!" Dugu Feng's face was full of shock and anger, but he didn't dare to say another word!

As cracks appeared in the corner of the bloody screen, the black seal on it was torn apart, and a bloody skeleton and a woman in red appeared from the picture, rushing towards Wan Qihong furiously.

"No one is allowed to move in the slightest, otherwise I will explode all the flying swords immediately!" Wan Qihong roared again, and the remaining eight flying swords glowed with golden light.

The bloody skeleton and the woman in red also stopped immediately and stared at Wan Qihong, with fire almost coming out of their eyes.

Wan Qihong laughed proudly, looked at the monk in black, and shouted: "Untie the soul leech for me, or I will let this Shura Blood-devouring Picture be buried with me!"

"Okay." The monk in black was silent for a while, then stepped forward and said.

When Wan Qihong heard this, his eyes lit up with joy.

At this moment, the void behind him fluctuated, and another monk in black appeared out of thin air. A huge black palm emitting five haloes of light shot out of his body, and he shot it as fast as lightning.

Wan Qihong was shocked and angry, and hurriedly dodged to the side.

However, a black light flashed there, and a giant black hand appeared.

Two giant palms, one behind the other, blocked all Wan Qihong's escape routes and struck down hard.

Wan Qihong had already seen the power of the giant black palm, and knew that it was difficult to resist, so his eyes instantly turned blood red.

"Then let's die together!" He laughed crazily, and the eight flying swords flew towards him with the Shura Blood-devouring Chart, and the golden light of all the flying swords skyrocketed!

But at this moment, Wan Qihong's vision suddenly appeared like water waves, and then returned to normal.

The Shura Blood-devouring Diagram held by eight flying swords disappeared and appeared in the distance, guarded by the monks in black and Dugu Feng on the left and right.

There are no cracks on the Shura Blood-devouring Diagram, and the black seal is intact.

"Illusion!" Wan Qihong was stunned, realizing that he had unknowingly fallen into an illusion from the beginning.

Before he could figure out when he had fallen into the illusion, the golden light on the eight flying swords flashed wildly and exploded.

A giant scorching sun with a size of tens of feet appeared out of thin air, burning with blazing flames, engulfing his body.

The scorching sun immediately shattered into pieces, turning into countless rays of golden light that shot out densely in all directions, covering hundreds of feet nearby.

Every ray of golden light was burning with flames, and the void shook violently wherever it passed, with faint black marks appearing, as if it was about to be torn apart.

The expressions of the black-clothed monks and Dugu Feng changed greatly, and they hurriedly took the Shura Blood-devouring Chart and flew backwards with all their strength. They barely managed to escape the scope of the dense golden light, and retreated a long way before stopping.

The area covered by golden light has turned into a sea of ​​fire, and the raging golden flames burning in it have set off waves of scorching hurricanes, rumbling and turning, turning everything into nothingness.

"The Sun Sword is really powerful. If we had run slower just now, we might have suffered too!" Dugu Feng said with lingering fear.

"Look at the Asura Blood-devouring Picture." The black-clothed monk said and disappeared in a flash.

Somewhere in the sea of ​​golden fire, a little golden figure about an inch tall shot out in a flash, holding a small silver flag in his arms. It was Wan Qihong's Nascent Soul, and somehow he managed to survive.

Yuanying's little face was full of fear, and without stopping at all, he continued to shoot into the distance at an alarming speed, almost teleporting, flying several miles in the blink of an eye.

At this moment, the void in front of him fluctuated, and the figure of the black-clothed monk appeared out of thin air, and a giant black palm struck down on his head!

"Your Majesty, you really want to kill them all!" The golden Nascent Soul was so angry that he threw the silver flag out.

The small flag rose up in the wind and instantly grew hundreds of times in size, turning into a giant silver flag that blocked the giant black palm.

Yuanying's little hand made a soft point, and the silver flag became twice as big again, covering the black giant palm and the black-clothed monk behind it.

A trace of regret flashed in Yuanying's eyes, and he flew past the silver giant flag and continued to escape into the distance.

However, dozens of silver lights appeared in the void ahead, and dozens of leech-like silver insects appeared out of thin air, all rushing towards the golden Nascent Soul.

A look of horror appeared on Nascent Soul's face. He waved his hands and emitted a solid golden light all over his body, trying to resist the silver leeches, but unfortunately it had no effect.

All the silver leeches easily penetrated the blockage of the golden light and disappeared into Nascent Soul's body.

The originally plump body of the golden Nascent Soul shrunk rapidly, shriveled ten times after a few breaths, and suddenly shattered.

Inside the Shura Blood-devouring Map, Yuan Ming sensed the dissipation of Wan Qihong's aura outside and was secretly frightened.

As soon as the black-clothed monk appeared, Wan Qihong died. It seemed that he died in the hands of this person. The black-clothed monk's magical power was really amazing.

He was about to use his consciousness to investigate carefully, but the time for Black Incense's possession had come, and his consciousness returned to the body in the Black Tower.

"Finally come to your senses? I didn't expect that the Heaven Stealing Cauldron could be used in such a sneaky way! What did you find out?" Xiying looked at Yuan Ming who was slowly waking up, with a look of anger on his face, and hummed.

Yuan Ming wanted to possess the woman in red before, so he had no choice but to tell Xi Ying about the ability of the Thieving Heaven Cauldron to possess her.

Xiying immediately asked Yuan Ming if he had possessed her. Yuan Ming hurriedly denied it, but mentioned that he had possessed Guoguo, a silver cat, and checked on Xiying's situation.

Xiying was so smart. He immediately recalled the strange things that happened to Guoguo when he was on Honglian Island in southern Xinjiang, and immediately asked.

Yuan Ming did not hide it and admitted that it was caused when he possessed the silver cat.

Xiying recalled that when she had held the silver cat in her arms during those changes, she suddenly blushed and was too embarrassed to talk to Yuan Ming.

Yuan Ming hurriedly confessed and promised that he would never possess Guoguo again. Only then did Xiying reluctantly forgive him, but his attitude was still a little embarrassing.

"Wanqi Hong is dead. He should have died at the hands of the black-robed cultivator. Who is this person?" Yuan Ming stood up and asked.

Xiying's expression slowly became solemn when she heard this.

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When the old ancestor Lei Ming and the fairy Jin Xi saw Wanqi Hong dead, they immediately showed a look of horror on their faces.

After reaching the Nascent Soul stage, it is generally difficult to die from fighting. Even if the physical body is destroyed, the secret method can be used to make the Nascent Soul escape, and then find a suitable physical body to take over.

Moreover, Wanqi Hong was born in the Wanqi family of Changchun Temple. Not only is his cultivation strong, but he also has more life-saving methods than ordinary Nascent Soul cultivators.

But he was still easily killed by the black-robed cultivator, and he didn't even have a chance for the Nascent Soul to escape.

Almost instantly, the old ancestor Lei Ming and the fairy Jin Xi had the same idea of ​​escaping from this dangerous place immediately.

In the face of life and death, any spiritual treasure is not worth mentioning.

However, at this moment, a voice full of desire rang in their ears.

"Haha, life is short, why bother fighting for your life? Why not indulge with us and it will be worthwhile to come to this world."

Lei Ming's mind was shocked, and he felt a ball of fire burning in his lower abdomen, which made him feel hot and uneasy.

At the same time, many female cultivators suddenly appeared beside him. Lei Ming looked carefully and saw that those shadows slowly turned into female cultivators he had taken essence from before, and they all rushed towards him with charming eyes.

On the other side, Fairy Jin Xi also felt a virtual fire burning in her body after hearing the voice, but it was very weak, and she easily suppressed it with a thought.

But then, she heard a thunder, and when she turned her head, she found that Lei Ming seemed to be crazy, pinching the magic formula with blurred eyes, and endless lightning poured out from him, but all poured into the empty void.

The surging lightning also rushed towards Fairy Jin Xi. She immediately raised her hand to summon the golden scroll and drew a rune on the scroll with her finger as a pen. Then golden words flowed out of the scroll and condensed into a golden bell in the air, covering herself completely.

When the lightning struck the golden bell, the loud bell sounded all around, and circles of sound waves that seemed to be real vibrated and fell into the ears of Lei Ming Patriarch, which actually dispelled the confusion in his eyes.

Lei Ming Patriarch regained consciousness, and the shadows of the female cultivators he saw disappeared. When he came to his senses, he thought of his actions just now and felt shocked.

He gave Fairy Jin Xi a grateful look, and then immediately turned around and fled.

When Fairy Jin Xi saw this, she also drew a new rune on the golden scroll. Countless golden words wrapped her body, and then took her to fly away, and her speed was three points faster than Lei Ming Patriarch.

Strangely, Dugu Feng and the black-clothed monk saw the two of them running away, but they had no intention of chasing them. They just stood there silently and watched them leave.

The fleeing Fairy Jin Xi turned her head and saw this scene, and she suddenly felt a warning in her heart. At this moment, a strange voice came to her ears.

"The Shura Palace is so comfortable, why should I leave? It's better to stay here for a long time, which is much better than my doghouse."

Then, she suddenly had a strong desire to stay. Everything in the Shura Cave Mansion made it difficult for her to give up. Is it really what she wanted to leave so easily?

As the thought arose, the golden light that enveloped her slowly dissipated. She stopped flying and looked around, feeling reluctant.

At the same time, when Lei Ming saw Fairy Jin Xi stop, he immediately recalled the strange scene he had just seen. At this point, he already understood that he and Fairy Jin Xi must have been trapped by illusions, and the black-clothed monk must be a soul cultivator.

When it comes to dealing with soul cultivators, their Five Thunder Sect is the best in the Central Plains. He was not prepared before, so he was not very good at it. Now that he knows that it is a soul cultivator who is causing trouble, with the magic weapons on him, he will definitely not be bewitched by the soul cultivator again.

However, if he can kill the soul cultivator or even bring him back alive, he will definitely gain great reputation and his status in the sect will rise.

"When the time comes, when others mention the Five Thunder Sect, they will definitely think of my Lei Ming Patriarch first, not my senior brother."

Hearing the words ringing in his ears, Lei Ming Patriarch was delighted, and immediately stopped the escape light and turned around, returning to the black-clothed cultivator with shining eyes.

Similarly, Fairy Jin Xi also flew back involuntarily because she was reluctant to leave the excellent environment of Shura Palace, ready to completely occupy this cave from the black-clothed cultivator.

When they flew back to the black-robed man at the same time, the desire that entangled their minds instantly dissipated.

After regaining consciousness, they were stunned for a moment, and then their faces became terrified. Lei Ming Patriarch glared at the black-robed monk and shouted in shock and anger: "Who are you? Now that you have obtained what you wanted, what else do you want?"