Please Spare My Life, Disciple of the Demon Lord

Mu Qingge's expression also became nervous. The flower gate that she had just passed through was now returning to its original state little by little.

"You can't get out of here, so don't waste your energy!" The dream demon said in an extremely confident tone.

Wen Bumian has disappeared into the flower gate, Mu Yunzhong was also injured, and now Mu Qingge is the only one who still has the strength to fight.

Jiang Tingwan glanced at the current scene and quickly searched for a way to break the impasse.

Logically speaking, Mu Qingge would be one level stronger than people at the same level after passing the immortal trial in the secret realm. Now with the help of the Three Yuan Jue, he is fully capable of fighting against those in the middle and late stages of the transformation realm.

But the current situation is that the dream demon has cast a barrier over the sky above the city. Not only can Mu Qingge not get out, even Cang Shuzi outside the city did not notice anything unusual. Could it be true as Wen Bumian and Mu Yunzhong said, that this dream demon already has the strength of a lower-level cultivator?

Then according to the realm of demons, it is Hinayana!!!

"Let's go into the inn!" Jiang Tingwan, who was supporting Mu Yunzhong, said this when Mu Qingge was ready to fight to the death.

There is another person in this city that the dream demon cares about.

The two looked at her in confusion, but she didn't have time to explain more, "There is still a glimmer of hope in the inn. There is an absolutely safe place inside."

Mu Qingge did not ask any more questions and immediately took the two of them back to the inn.

The dream demon in the air changed his expression when he realized Jiang Tingwan's intention, and immediately said, "Stop them!"

The colorful petals attacked again, and the vines wrapped around the gate instantly grew and chased after the three people.

Feeling the vines attacking from behind, Mu Qingge turned around and swung his sword to cut off the approaching vines one by one. Ye Guan followed closely behind and came with a sword. Mu Qingge blocked it with his sword. The two sword beams created sporadic sparks, and the powerful airflows collided to form an enclosed space. Mu Qingge could only let go of Mu Yunzhong and deal with it with all his strength.

"Uncle Master! You go in first!"

Jiang Tingwan looked at Mu Qingge's back and knew that he couldn't waste time on this kind of tug-of-war, so he could only ask as quickly as possible: "Remember that little brother? He's in the last room on the left on the second floor. We'll wait for you there."

After saying that, Jiang Tingwan supported Mu Yunzhong and walked towards Yunlai Inn. The dream demon in the sky screamed in its heart that something was wrong, and the petals and vines in the sky all rushed towards Jiang Tingwan and Mu Yunzhong. Mu Qingge, who was fighting, could only slash a sword in the air during the break of the fight to block the vines' way.

But Mu Qingge's sword only stopped the vines, but failed to stop the dream demon that was approaching rapidly in the air.

The slender fingers grabbed Jiang Tingwan's shoulders, and Mu Yun, who was still conscious, struck back with a palm. The dream demon was repelled by the spiritual power, but the clothes on Jiang Tingwan's shoulders were torn, revealing red claw marks.

"Ah!" Jiang Tingwan screamed in pain. After seeing the blood on his shoulder, he emphasized to Mu Yunzhong, "Don't stay."

The two of them did not stop, but the dream demon that was knocked back by a palm turned back in the air, summoned spiritual light with his hands, and a thorny bush broke out from the ground and stopped Jiang Tingwan and the others in front of the Yunlai Inn.

The thorns that suddenly appeared became thicker and thicker, forcing the two to retreat little by little, and in an instant they intertwined to form a cage, surrounding them.

One of the vines covered with thorns passed through the waists of the two men, rose upwards, and forcibly separated them.

The sharp thorns cut through the clothes of the two men, wrapped around their bodies, and pierced directly into their skin, hanging them in the air.

"Oh my god! Are you serious?"

Because of the downward force of gravity on the body, the spikes inserted into the skin are exerting full force.

Jiang Tingwan felt so painful that he wanted to curse. No way, he didn't die at the hands of Mu Yunzhong, but ended up dying at the hands of this little dream demon. A cannon fodder character turned out to be so powerful.

good good!

"Master!" Mu Yunzhong, who was treated the same way, saw Jiang Tingwan frowning in pain. His heart ached and he suddenly remembered the red and blue flame that came out of his body in his dream. It seemed that these vines were very afraid of this evil fire.

In order to save Jiang Tingwan, Mu Yun could only concentrate his mind and energy, sense the fierce and domineering demon fire in his body again, and use all his strength to break the seal left by Wen Bumian in his body.

The burning sensation spread throughout his body again, burning his internal organs first. Mu Yun finally screamed in pain, which also attracted Jiang Tingwan's attention.

"Mu Yunzhong! What are you doing!" Jiang Tingwan was horrified, but it was too late.

When Mu Yun finally opened his eyes again, his originally dark black pupils turned blue and red again, and red and blue flames instantly burst out from his body.

The burning thorns let go of him instantly, but the flames continued to spread to every part of his body.

Mu Yunzhong stood still, lowered his head, and sent a flaming palm towards the thorns on Jiang Tingwan's body. The thorny vines, feeling the pain, immediately let go of Jiang Tingwan and swayed wildly, moving around like two frightened snakes.

All the vines that came into contact with these two were invariably infected by the flames and fell into madness.

In an instant, the vines summoned by the dream demon turned into panicked fire snakes, twisting wildly in the street, and even affected Ye Guan and Mu Qingge who were fighting.

The two inseparable people stopped attacking to avoid the flames. The madly swinging vines just happened to block the two of them, giving Mu Qingge a chance to escape.

The dream demon was horrified when he saw this scene, but he still cut off all the vines with flames as quickly as possible to prevent them from carrying the flames all the way underground and affecting all the roots of the dream loquat flowers.

But by the time he had dealt with all this, Jiang Tingwan and the other two had already successfully entered the Yunlai Inn.

The disciples behind Ye Guan followed closely and when he was about to go in, he saw Meng Yao stopped and stood outside the door in a daze.

"what are you doing!"

"..." Meng Yao didn't say anything, but his expression turned ugly, "You promised me that I wouldn't hurt her!"

Ye Guan reacted and smiled, "What I said is, only after we kill them, our agreement will come true!"

The dream demon turned his head and saw the threatening look in Ye Guan's eyes. He unconsciously pulled a bitter smile at the corner of his mouth. He pretended to be strong and straightened his expression, then walked into the door of Yunlai Inn.

But as soon as they entered the room, a hot current hit them in the face. The two of them subconsciously raised their hands to block it. When they opened their eyes again, everyone in the hall had fallen down, and only a few disciples brought by Zizai Sect were still standing.

Mu Yun, who was in the center of the lobby, finally fell to his knees after spitting out a large mouthful of blood, unable to get up.

Jiang Tingwan, who was beside him, was protected by Mu Qingge and was unharmed. Seeing that Mu Yun was finally exhausted, the two dared to approach.

"Mu Yunzhong?" Jiang Tingwan pounced on him, and was burned by the temperature of his body as soon as he touched him.

"Master?" His red-blue pupils faded back to their normal dark color, and he saw Jiang Tingwan approaching.

"You can't control this power, don't use it anymore." Jiang Tingwan warned him nervously, fearing that Mu Yun would eventually be burned to death by this evil fire.

"What is this? Demonic power!" Ye Guan saw the nature of the power that Mu Yunzhong suddenly burst out through the traces left at the scene, and a look of surprise appeared in his eyes.

"I didn't expect that a disciple of an immortal sect actually possesses magical powers!" He was amazed as if he had discovered some valuable secret.

He had just taken a step closer when Mu Qingge blocked his way again. Ye Guan was drawn to look at her. Seeing that she had been fighting with him for such a long time but did not show any sign of fatigue, he was surprised again.

He thought about it seriously, but still couldn't figure it out. He couldn't help but ask, "How could you last so many rounds under my hands? I can clearly feel that you are only in the early stage of transformation. How did you do it?"

Mu Qingge didn't know how to explain this situation. Ever since she came out of the black hole at the bottom of the cliff, she could clearly feel that she could mobilize the spiritual power in her body more freely, and even consume the least energy when fighting with others.

I seem to have gained some unspeakable ability.

Jiang Tingwan saw the same confusion in Mu Qingge and Ye Guan's eyes, and understood in his heart that at this stage, Mu Qingge really had not realized the abilities she had acquired in the secret realm. She simply felt that she could mobilize the spiritual power in her body more freely.

Little did people know that this ability was called Lingze, a powerful auxiliary ability that could minimize the consumption of spiritual energy, thereby achieving twice the result with half the effort.

When the owner can exert less spiritual power to launch the same attack, it means that in a competition of the same spiritual power, the attack launched by the cultivator with Lingze will be more domineering. The most intuitive manifestation of this is that it can help the owner to fight against opponents of higher levels.

As long as this ability continues to evolve, the practitioner's consumption of spiritual power will be infinitely close to zero, which means that he will have an inexhaustible source of spiritual power. Therefore, Jiang Tingwan named it - Lingze.