Contracting divine beasts, refining divine pills, and the gods worshipping the Ninth Young Master

Zhou Lei was still dreaming about raiding the ghost doctor's mansion, but the Zhou family had already started fighting with Xing Yu and Xing Qiao. This time, Mr. Fang did not make a move, as if he felt that Xing Yu and Xing Qiao were too weak to be taken advantage of.

The two junior spirit kings of the Zhou family fought against Xingyu and Xingqiao. They thought Xingyu and Xingqiao could be defeated quickly, after all, there was a big difference in strength, but they did not expect that the two of them cooperated well and had high physical strength, which made the two spirit kings of the Zhou family suffer a few losses.

Seeing Xing Yu and Xing Qiao's movements and sharp swordsmanship, Zhou Lei became more greedy. However, two Spirit Kings could not defeat two mid-level Great Spirit Masters, which made Zhou Lei feel embarrassed and his face became more and more gloomy.

"Mr. Fang, we can't delay any longer." Zhou Lei said sinisterly.

Old Fang understood what Zhou Lei meant and stepped forward to join the battle. In just a moment, Xing Yu and Xing Qiao were knocked to the ground. Even though the two of them had such cultivation strength at this age, which was comparable to many geniuses from aristocratic families, the gap in level was still difficult to make up.

Old Fang also released a powerful attack, ready to end the lives of the two. Xingyu and Xingqiao smiled bitterly. In the end, they still failed to help the young master to protect him.

Just when Zhou Lei and everyone in the Fang family thought that Xing Yu and Xing Qiao were doomed to die, a shield suddenly flew out and blocked the attack of Old Fang.

"Who is it?" Old Fang shouted in the direction where the token flew.

"Oh, what a big face, the Spirit Emperor attacks two intermediate great spiritual masters!" A cold but pleasant voice sounded, and two figures slowly emerged, one was Luo Jiusheng, dressed in black and wearing a skull mask, and the other was An Shaoyu, dressed in a white robe and handsome.

The person who spoke was naturally Luo Jiusheng. After receiving the message from Xing Qiao, she rushed back with An Shaoyu the next morning. They were riding the flying spiritual instrument given by their cheap master, but they were delayed along the way and returned a little late.

When she came back, she saw the scene just now. Xingyu and Xingqiao were almost killed. She took out a shield without thinking and threw it out. Finally, it was in time. But at this moment, Luo Jiusheng didn't know that the shield she took out casually was used to resist the attack of the Spirit King, which was a waste of talent.

"Are you the ghost doctor?" Mr. Fang looked at the young man in black and asked. But in fact, he was 70% sure that the man in black was the ghost doctor.

Before Luo Jiusheng could say anything, Zhou Lei behind Mr. Fang spoke up, "An Shaoyu? Aren't you possessed and incurable? Why are you with the ghost doctor? Was it him who saved you?"

Zhou Lei didn't quite believe it. How could anyone in this world be able to cure someone who is possessed by a demon?

"Who did I think it was? It turned out to be Zhou Lei, your defeated opponent." An Shaoyu also recognized Zhou Lei at this time. As they were both from the four major families, they had known each other since childhood. However, An Shaoyu and Zhou Lei had always been at odds with each other.

Zhou Lei's talent is not as good as his younger brother's, but he is too ambitious and lacks the ability to achieve the desired results. He is jealous of An Shaoyu, who is more talented. Unwilling to accept the defeat, he once challenged An Shaoyu. Of course, he was beaten badly, and the two of them have been at odds with each other since then.

Of course, Zhou Lei only hated An Shaoyu unilaterally, and An Shaoyu didn't take him seriously at all.

Hearing An Shaoyu mention Zhou Lei's name, Luo Jiusheng searched through his memories and finally matched the arrogant and immature face in his memory with the equally arrogant face in front of him.

The Zhou family?

"An Shaoyu, you better stop being so arrogant now. When I advance to the level of Spiritual Emperor or even higher, it will be too funny if you are still lingering at the level of Great Spiritual Master." Zhou Lei thought that An Shaoyu had solved the problem of being possessed by the devil by some secret method, and that his foundation must have been damaged, and it would be difficult for him to advance in the future. Thinking of this, he was no longer angry when An Shaoyu said that he was defeated.

"You are still as self-righteous as ever!" An Shaoyu's tone was mocking, but he didn't explain anything. There was nothing to say to such a person.

Zhou Lei was in a good mood at the moment, and ignored An Shaoyu, shouting at Luo Jiusheng beside him: "Are you the ghost doctor who can revive the dead?

I don't think it's that good. The formation you set up and the poison around it were easily broken by my Zhou family." He didn't think about it. It took the Zhou family five days to break the formation and detoxify, and many people were sacrificed. In addition, there were Spirit Emperors, fifth-grade alchemists, formation masters, and poison masters in charge.

"Really?" Luo Jiusheng replied calmly, with no emotion in his voice. He walked over to help Xingyu and Xingqiao up, checked their pulses, and fed them healing pills.

"What do you think? Are you scared? Kneel down and kowtow to me three times, compensate my Zhou family for the losses caused by breaking the formation, hand over the cultivation resources and techniques in the mansion, go back to my Zhou family with me to cure my fourth brother, and work like a slave for my Zhou family in the future. Then I will spare your life and the lives of these two slaves. How about it?" Zhou Lei thought that Luo Jiusheng was scared and made one shameless request after another.

These words made An Shaoyu angry and speechless. He couldn't help but taunt him, "Zhou Lei, I haven't seen you for a few years. You've become even more shameless. Did you get a terminal illness and have all your teeth fallen out? Or has the energy you've absorbed in the past few years been nothing but useless waste?"

Zhou Lei has been praised by others in the past few years, and no one has dared to scold him in person. He was so angry that his face turned green, "An Shaoyu, you are a waste who has damaged your foundation. When I get promoted, you will be the first one to be punished."

"You'd better get promoted first. The Zhou family has invested so many resources, but they only gave you the rank of a junior great spiritual master. I don't know how you have the nerve to go out and embarrass yourself." An Shaoyu said disdainfully.

Zhou Lei was now so angry that he had lost his mind and no longer cared about An Shaoyu's identity as the young master of the An family. "Mr. Fang, do it. Kill them all except the ghost doctor."

Elder Fang was a little hesitant. After all, An Shaoyu was the first person in the An family. If something really happened, then...

"Mr. Fang, don't worry. An Shaoyu must have suffered damage to his foundation and was abandoned by the An family, so he followed the ghost doctor. Moreover, after we kill everyone and destroy the bodies, we will imprison the ghost doctor. Who would know that it was my Zhou family who did it?" As if seeing Mr. Fang's concerns, Zhou Lei cleverly said some inflammatory words.

Thinking about it carefully, the Zhou family's action this time was carried out in secret, and what Zhou Lei said made sense. Mr. Fang no longer hesitated and was about to take action against Luo Jiusheng and the other four.

However, Luo Jiusheng was certainly not someone who would surrender without a fight. After listening to An Shaoyu and Zhou Lei arguing for so long, she certainly had done something. The moment Elder Fang made his move, Luo Jiusheng opened her red lips and said, "Rong."

Perhaps it was based on the intuition of the Spirit Emperor. The moment he saw Luo Jiusheng's mouth twitch slightly, Old Fang immediately changed the direction of attack and dragged Zhou Lei away from their previous location.

But the other members of the Zhou family were in a miserable state, as they were instantly engulfed by the smoke.

Fang Lao looked at Luo Jiusheng with a look of relief, and said in a grim tone: "When did you set up the maze?"

Luo Jiusheng raised his eyebrows slightly under the mask and said nonchalantly: "It's an old formation!"