Chapter 194: You Are a Demon

How long has it been?

It has only been a month since I left the Great Yan Imperial City and came here.

From the splitting headaches in the first few days, to the indifference in the end, and even deliberately not thinking about it.

Ye Wuyou knew one thing very well, that the demon race and the Great Xuan were not worth worrying about.

He didn't know why this country called the Great Xuan wanted to obtain the weirdness of [Death].

But they clearly calculated wrong.

[Death] is different from other existences. It ignores any realm gap in killing methods.

Unrestricted [Death] is very scary. Compared with this so-called pen fairy, it still needs to kill someone by "accident", and [Death] is even more unreasonable.

But what really killed that guy was not the Great Xuan, not the Baiyun Temple, not Xu Qingyuan...

The guy who was called his master died in his own "heart demon tribulation".

But really thinking about this, this hatred still can't stop overflowing from my heart.

It is true that the inner demon calamity will come sooner or later, and Lu Qingshan will sooner or later step into the sixth realm, and he will definitely make the choice that can be called "wrong" in retrospect.

But if there was no pressure from these people, and Daxuan had not arrived, would everything be postponed a little later?

Give a little more time, will there be infinite possibilities to change everything?

No, calm down, calm down.

The ancestor of the Luo family is already dead, and he is the participant. The family members below may not even know who Lu Qingshan is.

It is true that the decision of the superiors involves the lower level, but you can't say that you want to slaughter all the five surnames and seven families of Daxuan?

Don't be blinded by hatred, how can you kill for no reason!

Ye Wuyou thought so, and then a thunderbolt struck down and fell directly on him.

He staggered slightly, and glanced at the sky with a charred face.

That was the talisman method from a certain sorcerer.

"The thief is not going to die quickly!" The voice came.

The next moment.

All thoughts dissipated into smoke and dust along with the numbness on his body.

"You are looking for death!"

Ye Wuyou's eyes gradually turned cold and looked around.

At present, the Luo family has set up a powerful formation that is almost like a net of heaven and earth.

But since it is a formation, there must be a weak point in the formation.

"You bastard, break the formation for me." Ye Wuyou said to himself.

[Humph, it's just a clichéd five emotions and seven destruction formation. The five emotions are incomplete and the seven destructions are missing. You shouted loudly, what can a mere formation do to me! The one hundred and eight formation points are located in...]

The narrator can clearly tell the weakness of his formation, just like when he faced the formation master in the imperial city before.

But his unreasonable words made Luo Lao silent for a long time.

Then, Luo Lao silently stood up and stepped forward.

Attracted Ye Wuyou's extremely surprised eyes.

Did he misunderstand something?

But it doesn't matter.

Facing the magical arts that were attacking him, Ye Wuyou only looked at the three people in the fifth realm in the sky.

Why is there only three people in the fifth realm in such a huge family?

It's not that three people in the fifth realm are rare, nor that the fifth realm is weak.

But compared with the famous family of Daxuan, the existence of the five surnames and seven families is really too few.

His voice revealed doubts and a final bit of exhortation.

"If there really is no sixth realm here, then..."

"There will no longer be any Luo family from now on."

Ye Wuyou's words were drowned in the roar, and only Luo Lao, who was not far away, heard it, but his face was a little confused.

It's time to use his backup, Luo Lao thought so...

Two hours later.

The broken huge cloud boat and the Luo family, which had turned into ruins, were mixed together at this moment.

Black smoke slowly rose from the ground, and the bloody smell was mixed with the smell of burning, and it was no longer possible to tell what the smell was.

The black knife was stained with blood again, and the breath came from the blade and merged into his body.

Ye Wuyou felt that the knife that was inserted into the green demon was sharp and hard, but he never felt that there was anything special about it.

But if it was really nothing special, how could it appear on the demon?

It was not until today that he really realized it.

Killing to feed killing, the blood on the blade would actually turn into some kind of power to nourish himself.

When he cut off the first head, Ye Wuyou knew that he could not stop.

And what made Ye Wuyou numb with a little fear was that until the end...

He didn't know whether he was swinging the knife or the knife was swinging with him.

But he couldn't stop.

Ye Wuyou raised the knife with a somewhat stiff figure and walked towards the last young man.

That was a young man who had been protected by many people from the beginning. His cultivation was not high and his breath was extremely frivolous in the second realm.

His figure was a little bloated, and he looked like he was living a good life, but he ran away at a very fast speed, which made Ye Wuyou sigh.

"Don't, don't kill me, I am not your enemy, I don't know you."

"I have always advocated the restoration of the Zong family, and I am willing to go through fire and water for the Zong family, and I will not refuse to die!"

It seems that this young man knows nothing, and even thinks that he is the helper invited by Luo Lao?

However...

Ye Wuyou suddenly laughed.

What about the Zong family splitting up?

"What are you thinking? Even the Luo family is gone, and you want to split up the Zong family?"

The problem that has troubled the Luo family for thousands of years, isn't it solved by himself in one go?

The young man was stunned for a moment, and then he put on a smile that was uglier than crying, and wanted to say something.

But someone's face was uglier than his, that was Old Luo.

The old man stood stiffly in place at this moment, motionless.

His back hand... his back hand was chopped off by Ye Wuyou.

He wanted to use Ye Wuyou's power to help him achieve his goal, but... the scavenging was too clear.

He was bringing the young lady back to the Luo family. There were two of them before he came back, and there were only two of them after he came back.

So what's the point of this?

Ye Wuyou didn't care about their thoughts.

At this moment, Ye Wuyou dragged the man in front of him and slashed straight at him with the blade.

Bang.

A huge force bounced Ye Wuyou several feet away.

Huh?

Although it was just a casual attack, it was not something that this second realm could resist.

Then, when he saw the jade token on the young man's chest, Ye Wuyou smiled inexplicably.

Unexpected, but reasonable.

The young man was surprised for a moment, but then he looked at Ye Wuyou who was coming again and gritted his teeth.

"This, this senior, I, I can give you all the cultivation resources of the Luo family, anyway, they don't need them."

Ye Wuyou paused slightly.

Cultivation resources?

Have you used that thing?

Oh, I almost forgot.

Ye Wuyou lightly hooked his fingertips, and countless souls that had been absorbed but not yet devoured were all dispersed, and then in front of Luo Lao and the young man, they were devoured one by one.

His face showed an intoxicated and happy smile.

The huge energy gathered in his body, making his brain tremble.

[You finally feel the essence of cultivation. The road to the top is plundering. All living beings owe you. The soul is their compensation. This is the best nourishment and the untainted cultivation resource. This is what you deserve! ]

What the narrator said is absolutely correct, absolutely correct!

The soul is the best nourishment!

Countless practitioners in the world fight and fight for a few resources and treasures. How can it be as satisfying and direct as devouring people's souls?

The young man who wanted to beg for mercy suddenly lost his voice.

His lips trembled, but he didn't know how to speak.

All interests seemed to be nothing in front of this man.

Luo Lao's face was almost the same as Luo Yue, who was protected by him.

It was as pale and dead as a corpse.

He had seen the practice of devouring the soul, but even those famous demons devoured it bit by bit.

How could he devour the soul of others at will?

That would affect his mind and eventually make him unable to make any progress, or even turn him into a madman.

Not to mention what Ye Wuyou is doing now.

"So... Xu Qingyuan is a demon..."