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Chapter 572 The End?

"Shushan slays demons and monsters. Am I a demon or a monster?"

Zhao Yushu and Wu Ziteng shuddered at the same time, and Zhao Yushu retreated behind Wu Ziteng almost instantly. At this moment, it was as if he was possessed by the old demon Han.

What a joke! I just used up all my strength with a Spirit Bomb, no, a Spirit Slash, and this old monster not only didn't die, he seemed to be speaking more and more fluently.

"Regret?"

Wu Ziteng was also shocked. Now his Qi sea had dried up. If Yan Hui could still make a move, he would be lucky enough to escape.

"It is said that cultivators can seize the fortune of heaven and earth and be resurrected from the dead. I have only heard of this before, but never had any actual evidence. Today, it actually happened to me. It is very strange, very strange."

Yan Hui said with a click of the tongue, but his eyes were fixed on Zhao Yushu, whose half body was exposed.

"Master!"

As soon as Zhang Hong and Miao Ming woke up, they saw Yan Hui talking and immediately crawled over.

However, a sword suddenly appeared in front of the two of them.

"Find out whether it was a demon that took over the body, or Yan Hui is really alive."

The earth-level treasure Dragon Ball can bring bones to life, but that doesn't mean the heaven-level Red Lotus can bring the dead back to life. So far, Zhao Yushu has only heard of two possibilities of resurrection from the dead. One is to be reborn in the body of a spirit such as a mountain god, ghost or Buddha, and the other is to be reborn by oneself.

The infinite vitality of the red lotus may allow the dry bones to be reborn as a monster, but Zhao Yushu does not think that this thing, which is no different from a monster, is still a regret.

Especially when Zhang Hong and Miao Ming crawled over, Yan Hui licked his lips unconsciously.

"Mr. Liu, do you think I am a demon?"

Yan Hui looked at Zhao Yushu.

"You killed King Kong and sucked his blood, so you are not a demon?"

Yan Hui smiled and said, "I sowed the seeds yesterday and reaped the fruits today. I don't remember when I did this, but since you all think so, please proceed, swordsman from Mount Shu."

Zhao Yushu was shocked. If Yan Hui had denied it or argued just now, Wu Ziteng would have killed him with his sword without hesitation. But the other party was asking for death, so Wu Ziteng could not kill him.

Especially those things he mentioned intentionally or unintentionally, which I don’t remember at all.

"Take him to the Shushan Demon Locking Tower and we'll deal with it later."

Wu Ziteng didn't know what to do, but fortunately he didn't need to make a decision at this time. A voice came from the sky, followed by a chain shining with spiritual light.

The chain wrapped around Yan Hui's body, which had lost an arm, like a spirit snake, and Yan Hui sat still.

"Mr. Dugu! What do you mean?"

Miao Ming was not happy and stepped forward to stop them, but he fainted right after he finished asking. Zhang Hong held him back with a gloomy face and retracted his knife: "Thank you for your help, everyone from Shushan. I will come to thank you in person in the future."

No matter whether Yan Hui is a human or a demon, Shushan will not let him go now. If all the people of the Tibetan Tantric Sect had not died here, they might have to continue the fight. The only thing to do now is to let Shushan take the person away temporarily. Even if the master really recovers, there will be a chance to take him back in the future.

"Ziteng, go back."

The chain pulled Yan Hui up into the air. In mid-air, Yan Hui looked at Zhao Yushu deeply and a meaningful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

The leader ran away, Yan Hui was captured, the Tibetan monk died, and one of the two people who were invited to come down the mountain from Shushan to maintain order also died. The rest of the things have nothing to do with Shushan.

"Junior Brother Zhao, if you have time in the future, why not come to visit Shushan."

"nature."

"Also, Junior Brother Fu Yun..."

"I will bring some relatives and friends with me when the time comes. I believe Shushan will not refuse me, right?"

Wu Ziteng smiled and cupped his hands: "Although I should have said it earlier, it's not too late now. After we parted ways in Jiangning, Junior Brother Zhao has become more charming than ever. Also, when I was confronting King Puxian just now, I was in a trance for a moment, as if I saw a strange world. Junior Brother Zhao, the road ahead will be bumpy, take care."

Wu Ziteng glanced at the scabbard in Zhao Yushu's hand intentionally or unintentionally, turned around, flew into the air, and turned into a sword light and flew away.

Zhao Yushu was stunned. Senior Brother Wu had also gone to Utopia? Why didn't he see him? And why did he still remember it? Could other people remember it too?

Zhao Yushu looked at Bujie, and Bujie also looked at him with a very conflicted look in his eyes.

"Brother Bujie, are you also..."

"Ah."

Bujie was pale and haggard, sitting next to Master Li Hai.

"How do you feel?"

"not feeling good."

"I admit that this may have been a bit of a shock to you."

"It's big."

"But I think you can get used to it."

"It's hard."

"Li Tong is very used to it and even likes it."

Bujie's eyes widened, then his brows frowned and his lips opened, as if he wanted to say something but didn't know what to say.

"Don't like it? But you acted very comfortable on the subway."

"subway?"

Bujie seemed unfamiliar with this word.

Zhao Yushu narrowed his eyes: "Did I misunderstand something?"

Bujie shook his head: "I don't know."

"Then what are you struggling with?"

"I don't think the princess would like you to be naked inside."

Zhao Yushu heard a stifled laugh in the distance.

"Miaoyinhai, if you tell anyone about this, I will immediately send Fu Yun back to Mount Shu to face the wall for a hundred years!"

Zhao Yushu hurriedly took out clothes from the storage bag and changed them inside the half-rotten bronze bell. He also wrapped himself in a headscarf as a symbol of strength.

"Lao Du, although we have never met, Lao Cao and I are acquaintances. What do you want to say now?"

Du Wu was guarding Cao Zheng's body, looking haggard. "What else can I say? Big brother has been a superior for too long and has completely forgotten the difference between immortals and mortals. As the governor, I have no choice but to come today. He just wants to take advantage of the chaos. As an official appointed by the court, I have long seen clearly that every step in this world is a gamble, and it is a gamble that will ruin your family. If you lose, your family will be destroyed. If you win, hey, if you win, you will want to gamble on the next one. Lord Li, if you wake up, go to Jianmen Pass quickly. The Tibetan army has already moved eastward. I am afraid I can't do anything."

Zhao Yushu was shocked. The battle between the monks had come to an end, but it did not mean that the matter in Yizhou was over. The real crisis had just begun.

Moreover, even the monks’ affairs seem to be not over yet.

"Miaoyinhai, go out quickly and see if there is anything wrong outside!"

Miao Yinhai was stunned, as if he had thought of something, and rushed towards the mountain gate.

I have missed one person, a small person who was always on the brink of death but by some coincidence he didn't die.

If this little guy is left alone, the harm he will cause may be no less than Yan Hui.

When the leader makes a move, there is no idle chess.

As a time traveler and someone who had read countless novels in his previous life, Zhao Yushu knew that the greatest golden finger of a time traveler was never a magic weapon or a martial arts secret, but luck.

Earth-shattering luck.

And this person just happens to be the luckiest little person he has ever met.

After a while, Miaoyinhai ran back with a pale face, bringing news that Zhao Yushu had expected but still shocked him.

All the monks who stayed outside the temple, including his guards who worked closely with him, had been killed and their blood and essence had been swallowed up.

Nong Shouguang.