Misery: There is a pawn shop here

Chapter 73 The Holy Trace Retreats

After the battle at the Prajna Sea ended, Shengzong, whose time was running out, saw that he could not completely kill Shulou Longxu and had no choice but to retreat. Just as Shulou Longxu was pondering the pawnshop's mysteries, a voice echoed in the void, responding to Longxu's muttering.

"Hmm? Is there a pawnshop owner?" Shu Lou Long Su looked up into the void. "With such a coincidental timing, are our every move under your surveillance?"

"Well, Dragon Chief, that's past. Shengzong's contract isn't over yet, so I naturally need to keep an eye on my partners." Inside a pawnshop, Li Xuanxiao relayed messages through a water mirror. He had always been aware of Mu Shaoai and the others' plotting and planning. This game was undoubtedly dangerous. It's fair to say that the unprecedented power suddenly at his disposal had indeed left Shengzong somewhat bewildered. While the combined power of saint and evil rivaled the combined power of Buddha and demon, it wasn't quite enough to sweep the battlefield. As the saying goes, knowing the enemy and yourself ensures victory in a hundred battles. However, Shengzong's limited knowledge of the enemy and his overconfidence in himself led to his failure this time.

Of course, as a businessman, Mr. Li is naturally happy to see such a result. Regardless of whether Shengzong's attack this time is successful, the pawnshop will always have good business.

"Then why did he show up on his own initiative after the holy trace retreated?" Shu Lou Longxu waved his fan lightly, as if thinking about something.

"Of course, I think there's room for future cooperation between the Dragon Head and the pawnshop." As the words fell, the void suddenly rippled, and a chilling aroma of black iron descended from the heavens. Shu Lou Long Su lifted his wide sleeves in the breeze, letting the blood-engraved ebony pawn plaque fall into his palm.

"Even so, Long Su would rather obey than be disrespectful."

Although owning a pawn shop is costly, it can be a trump card if you are in trouble. When traveling in the underworld, the more trump cards you have to save your life, the better.

"Then I will not bother the Dragon Head anymore, please."

"Farewell."

Li Xuanxiao raised his sleeves slightly, and the picture in the water mirror changed. He saw Shengzong staggering and hiding in the cave. The intense pain from his soul was unbearable even for a congenital person like Shengzong, and his wailing echoed in the cave.

After briefly admiring the conspirator's miserable state, Li Xuanxiao shook his head in shock and returned to his quiet room. Although he hadn't paid close attention to the battle between Tunfo and Jianxue, he was well aware of its outcome. Jianxue Wuming would be no match for Tunfo Tongzi, who had lost his humanity, and the demonic realm's arrival remained unstoppable.

"Strength, strength, and strength are all important. If you want to talk to the number one demon king of Thunderbolt, you need enough strength."

"How can a mortal body stand shoulder to shoulder with a god? System, open the mall..."

……

After a fierce battle, everyone was either injured or disabled, but fortunately they successfully rescued Jing Liuli. Jianzi Xianji arranged for everyone to return and recuperate first, while he went to the place where they had made an appointment to wait. However, unexpectedly, the gorgeous figure did not appear, but the familiar girl in red came.

"It's you, Xianfeng, where is Longxu?" Jianzi Xianji asked Mu Xianfeng.

"Mr. Jianzi, Xianfeng is here to convey the message on the orders of the master. As for the master, he has already returned to Shulou Xifeng." Mu Xianfeng said.

"This...how is Longxu doing?" Jianzi asked.

"The master said he's fine," Mu Xianfeng replied. "Also, regarding the encounter, here's the details of Saint Trace's intelligence..."

After Mu Xianfeng relayed the information relayed by Shu Lou Long Su, Jian Zi Xianji also wrote it down one by one. This was information that was truly obtained with blood, and it was of great significance for the subsequent dealings between the righteous path and the holy trace.

"Thank you for your hard work this time, Long Su."

"Besides these, the master has something else to tell you, sir."

"what?"

"The master said that there have been changes within the Confucian sect. He will soon return to the Confucian sect to cook, so he can't leave for the time being."

Confucianism...

Jian Zi nodded after hearing this: "I understand. If you need anything, you can come to me. I know Long Su's character."

Mu Xianfeng smiled, bowed, and turned to leave.

……

... "The Moon of Demons!"

"Plum Soul Buries the Moon!"

In Yuanjiao Village, the fierce battle between demons and evil is still going on. There are flashes of swords and shadows, and a fight between life and death. Everyone knows in their hearts that in the battle ahead, in today's decision, only one person can survive.

Yu, Mio Mio, the sword shadows are fluttering, the demon without humanity, fighting without regrets, his moves are becoming more extreme; on the other hand, Jian Xue Wuming, looking at the figure fighting with him in front of him, his heart is still difficult to be completely firm.

I will never forget my friend who shared my flute with me, and I will never forget the kindness of giving me a name. He was my only friend in this life, but now he has become my enemy, the most extreme enemy.

There is regret that cannot be expressed, emotion that cannot be vented, only the shimmering sword light and the clanging of swords.

"Still hesitating, still hesitating, demon fetus, oh demon fetus, what are you still hesitating about!" With a sword, he pierced Jianxue Wuming's left shoulder. Looking at his defeated opponent, Swallowing Buddha Boy shouted loudly and used his ultimate move again -

"The furious flame of red lotus!" The devil fire spread, and the red lotus appeared again. The devil turned around and attacked, and the shadows of thousands of demons worshiping him appeared in the waves of fire.

Jian Xue Wuming gritted his teeth, unwilling to bear it and unwilling to give in. Is it really impossible to turn back? Is it really irreversible?
"The ill-fated red plum!"

Hesitation slowed his moves. In a life-or-death struggle, even the slightest difference could mean the difference between life and death. The demonic weapons and sacred artifacts clashed once more, and Jian Xue Wuming retreated seven steps, his boot soles carving deep slashes in the mud. Plum Soul's attack crossed, shattering the ice crystal barrier as soon as it formed. Sword energy severed the white hair on his temples, and blood stained the ground.

"You are unwilling to use your full strength, demon fetus. Since you have decided to stand on the side of Buddha, why are you hesitating so much? What are you still expecting?"

The frenzied demon, the frenzied sword, each move was ruthless. With Zhu Yan in his hand, the Buddha-Swallowing Boy, who was unrestrained in any way, displayed absolute power suppression, making it difficult for Jian Xue Wuming to breathe.

"You...what did you pawn?"

"Do you care about this matter? Demon fetus!"

"Yes!"

Looking at Jian Xue Wuming's determined eyes, the Buddha-devouring boy sneered and calmly flicked Zhu Yan, and the blood on Zhu Yan was immediately evaporated by the devilish fire.

"Since you're so curious, I won't hurt you." The Buddha-Swallowing Boy said, "I've pawned my humanity."

"human nature?!"

"Are you surprised? As a demon, I still have something as useless as humanity."

"you!"

I hadn't expected this, and I never imagined it would end like this. No wonder the demon before me was even more extreme than last time. He had lost his humanity, and you...

One sword to seal the heaven and earth!

"Very good, very good." Seeing Jian Xue Wuming's changing eyes and aura, the mocking look on the Buddha-devouring Boy's face became more intense.

"That's the look in your eyes, that's the murderous intent, Demon Fetus. This is a battlefield. Those who lack awareness are not worthy of setting foot here, let alone leaving here alive!"

"The Buddha-devouring boy!" Upon hearing the bad news, his mind became calm and focused. The sword danced with an icy sharpness. Jian Xie's eyes flashed with a stern look, and he no longer held back on his sword moves!

"I must stop you!"

"Save your energy and waste your words. Take action, fight with all your might, and then die!"

There was another arrogant laugh, and the devil seemed to have gone to extremes, using his sword to take an unconventional approach, and his posture of swallowing the Buddha became more and more crazy.

The rain is getting heavier and the roar of killing is getting louder. It is destined that only one person can survive today!
(End of this chapter)