Chapter 540 A way out
Somewhere in the wilderness.

Ming Nianwei and Zhou Ruxuan stood side by side.

At this moment, Zhou Ruxuan held a complete long spear in her hand. The aura of the second-grade Qi and Blood Divine Weapon trembled slightly, yet it was enough to cause the surrounding天地元气 (heaven and earth energy) to vibrate violently.

A chill appeared out of nowhere, as if to freeze everything.

With the help of the Qi and Blood Divine Weapon in her hands, her cultivation and strength actually rose to the fifth rank.

Moreover, among those of the fifth rank, he is considered one of the strongest.

"Misunderstand!"

"This is a misunderstanding!"

Across from them, a man in the crowd raised his hands and shouted urgently:
"Sister Shiyao, it's me, Yang Yi."

"Yang Yi?"

Qian Shiyao was taken aback, stared intently at the other person, and couldn't help but show surprise:
"Really you?"

"it's me."

Yang Yi nodded repeatedly:

"After leaving the Zhu family, I went to Mangshan and now I work for Niu Dali, the patrol captain."

He pointed to the burly man with horns on his head beside him and said:

“We recently rescued Qian Hu from the Sanhe Gang. He was unconscious due to excessive blood loss. It wasn’t us who did it.”

"Mangshan?" Ming Nianwei glanced at the group of demons, but did not lower her guard; the Fuyou Sword remained floating in front of her.
"You've joined the demon race's forces?"

"..." Yang Yi smiled bitterly:
"There's no other way. As a rogue cultivator, I'm afraid I have nowhere else to go but Mount Mang and the East Sea."

"I know whether what you say is true or false." Zhou Ruchang pointed his spear:
"Hand over the person, and we won't hold it against you."

“This…” Yang Yi looked at the bull demon.

"No."

The bull demon's voice was deep and muffled:

"Before the town's stone tablet is refined, the bloodline in this kid's body is still useful."

"Besides..."

"He possesses the bloodline of Luwu, and is a descendant of my demon race's venerable one. How can he be handed over to a human?"

"Crash..."

Before it finished speaking, all the demons behind it raised their weapons and pointed them at the three women opposite.

"Don't do it!"

"Don't do it!"

Yang Yi looked anxious:
"We're all friends, why turn against each other?"

"friend?"

Ming Nianwei shook her head:
"Humans and demons cannot coexist. The demons of Mangshan have colluded with the evil dragons to wreak havoc in all directions. The Divine Dynasty has already sent troops to suppress them. We cannot be friends."

"Do it!"

She gave a low shout, and the Soaring Sword flew out with lightning speed.

After obtaining the demon core from Jianmu, her strength was also immense, and she had already reached the fifth rank of magic power.

The sword flashed and headed straight for the bull demon.

Zhou Ruxuan, though arriving late, struck first, his spear trembling slightly as he charged forward several feet.

Even Qian Shiyao took out a short sword.

"Roar!"

The bull demon roared, its roar carrying a strange force that caused the incoming attack to pause slightly.

The two then collided.

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Mountain top.

Zhu Ju sat cross-legged on a rock.

His eyes were closed, his brow was glowing, and the blood and qi in his body were flowing along some mysterious path.

As his innate primordial energy was refined, his physique also began to change.

same.

The energy of the second-tier demon heart surged into his body at an even faster rate, causing his cultivation to continuously increase.

The speed of progress is astonishing.

"Seventh Rank, Upper Grade!"

"Finally, I can see a glimpse of a mid-grade level three."

Zhu Juchang opened his eyes and exhaled a breath of turbid air. His divine sense within his sea of ​​consciousness trembled in accordance with some kind of connection.

soon.

A message came from Ming Nianwei, who was thousands of miles away.

"Lord."

"Are you exhausted?" "Yes, I ran into some trouble. I met Qian Hu, but unfortunately I couldn't save him."

"Oh!" Zhu Ju said:
"tell me the story."

Although his cultivation level was gone, his realm had not regressed, and his divine sense was even more refined than before.

With the help of the secret technique of dividing the body, it is not difficult to make contact with Ming Nianwei, who is thousands of miles away.

of course.

Only someone like Ming Nianwei is worthy of him digging out a wisp of his soul to reside in his sea of ​​consciousness.

"Qian Hu fell into the hands of the demons of Mangshan. According to Yang Yi, they took it from the Sanhe Gang."

"Lu Wu's bloodline is very important to the demon race, so Qian Hu should be out of danger."

After briefly explaining the situation, Ming Nianwei telepathically conveyed the following:
"Lord."

"Currently, many forces have entered the Divine Palace, including the Three Rivers Gang, the Dao Seeking Sect, and the demons of Mangshan..."

"We also encountered several rogue cultivators, all of whom were quite powerful."

"Hmm," Zhu Ju said.
"Remember my location and come here as soon as possible. If there are no other opportunities, leave the Divine Palace first."

"Yes."

Ming Nianwei should be the one.

After severing his spiritual connection, Zhu Ju pondered for a moment, then got up and headed down the mountain.

Shortly after.

A deafening roar filled our ears, and the water from the sky above kept crashing against the ground.

Fall!

The waterfall that Li Xianshan described was indeed enormous.

It was several hundred feet high and nearly a mile wide, with a continuous booming sound and thick water vapor that lingered.

Under the illumination of the divine light, there is a huge cavity behind the waterfall, connecting it to the outside world.

"As the Divine Palace World connects with the outside world, there will be more and more points of contact. Unless someone refines the Town-Suppressing Stone Tablet and actively shuts off the connection with the outside world, it will be very easy to enter and exit."

Zhu Ju seemed to be deep in thought. He took a few steps forward and then suddenly stopped.

In his perception, there was an aura on each side of the waterfall, but the aura was weak and easily overlooked.

But these two faint auras were like a large net, covering an area of ​​several miles.

Fifth rank!

And it's a fifth-rank superior rank!
Fortunately, these two fifth-rank beings were demons, not sect disciples who treated killing enemies of higher ranks as child's play.

As Zhu Ju noticed them, two pairs of eyes also looked at him from a distance.

"Whoosh!"

A fishing line pierced through the void, striking Zhu Ju's brow.

The slender fishing line was like a sharp arrow, carrying an invincible and sharp aura.

"Ding……"

Zhu Ju flicked his finger, his blood and qi surged, and the fishing line was immediately sent flying.

"Human Race!"

The demonic aura suddenly intensified, and an old man wearing a straw hat and a raincoat appeared not far away.

He stared directly at Zhu Ju, his fishing rod swaying, the fishing line flashing rapidly like a nimble fish.

"This place is now the demon realm of Mangshan. If you don't want to die, leave immediately."

"The Demon Realm of Mangshan?"

Zhu Ju pursed his lips, and his armor silently covered his body:
"I do not know how?"

"Demon-devouring iron?" The old man frowned, his face showing disgust.

As a demon, he naturally didn't hesitate to suppress the demonic energy of the Demon-Devouring Iron, but such things were often refined into human blood and spirit weapons, so he had gotten used to it.

"Senior Lu Wu is a senior venerable figure of the demon race, and his divine palace should naturally belong to the demon race."

"Hmm..." Zhu Ju stroked his chin:

"I just want to leave."

"Not here," the old man scoffed.
"This exit is now occupied by Mangshan. You can go elsewhere to find another way out."

"Human Race!"

"Don't force me to take action!"

Zhu Ju flexed his fingers, glanced at another fifth-rank demon approaching step by step, then chuckled softly, slowly took a step back, and silently merged into the water vapor.

Under the watchful eyes of the two fifth-rank demons, his aura gradually disappeared.

"This person is quite strange. Despite his weak cultivation, he gives off a feeling that he is not to be trifled with."

The old man seemed to be deep in thought:
"eccentric!"

(End of this chapter)

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