Fate of the Immortals and Demons

"There's a mark of my divine consciousness on this boy's forehead, and he can't be removed from my palm. I'd better go find the Holy Son of the Immortal Realm first."

Ying Xuwei was not in a hurry. He seemed to be playing hard to get and quickly headed towards the Demon City that the Yaochi Sect had told him about.

This was simply because the battle between the Fairy Caidie and the Demon Realm Etu had caused a sensation, and it was known to almost everyone in the small world and the underworld.

As for the Wuji Temple, Caidie had come there once in order to find thousand-year-old medicinal herbs to refine the Insect-Repelling Pill so that she could search for the whereabouts of the Holy Son and the Demon Son.

Because of this, Te learned the mystery of the life experiences of the two girls, Xingyue, who grew up with Mo Hei, eating and sleeping together.

As Dier said, Mo Hei flew on his sword and soon arrived at the Karakhan Desert in the territory of Khasa.

At a glance, there is endless yellow sand and rolling wind.

It seems that this inland area is relatively stable and has not yet been invaded by demons and monsters from the underworld.

"How can I find it in such a vast desert?"

Mo Hei was not troubled for the moment. Although he had reached the Qi Building Stage and his spiritual awareness range could reach a hundred miles, he was still stretched in this endless desert.

What's more, according to Die'er, the Wuji Temple is protected and concealed by a formation, which is undoubtedly adding insult to injury and adding fuel to the fire.

This will make it difficult for Mo Hei, as he will have to search for it for a long time.

This is no wonder. With Caidie's Nascent Soul stage cultivation, it is naturally easy for her to detect with her powerful spiritual sense.

However, Mo Hei was only in the Qi Building Stage. It was already very commendable that he could stay in the desert for three days without eating or drinking and not get lost.

Just when Mo Hei had been searching for three days without any clue, like looking for a needle in a haystack, he was thinking about whether he should leave first and think of another way.

Suddenly, in his spiritual consciousness, he discovered more than ten people appearing in the depths of the vast desert.

"Hey, is that the guy?"

At this moment, Mo Hei seemed to have seen a savior, and flew towards the rising sun in the desert with his sword.

"Brother Ziyan, do you really have to go to the Demon City?"

This was the voice of a young woman. Perhaps because of her martial arts training, she had a graceful figure and beautiful face, and could be considered to be quite pretty.

The man called Senior Brother Zi Yan was none other than the middle-aged man Zi Yan who fell in love with Cai Die at first sight in Kunxu Sect that day.

Zi Yan did not answer this question, but was thinking earnestly in his heart that if monsters and demons appeared in the human world, the fairies from the fairy world would definitely go to the Demon City to rescue them.

It was this Zi Yan who broke into the Chashan mansion and supported the seriously injured Caidie, which caused Mo Hei to become a demon out of jealousy.

Because of this, when Mo Hei discovered the middle-aged man in his spiritual consciousness, he recognized him immediately.

He was also very certain that this middle-aged man must know where Wuji Temple was, and he must also know the whereabouts of Xing'er and Yue'er.

"What a coincidence, everyone?"

Almost in the blink of an eye, Mo Hei flew over the dozen people on his sword and greeted them with a smile.

"Huh? Where did this ugly monster come from?"

"Who is this person? Why is he so ugly? He looks like a toad."

"This ugly young man is a man of appearances. He can actually fly with a sword?"

"..."

Mo Hei's sudden arrival on a sword immediately attracted the attention of more than ten people in the group, who looked at him in surprise and started talking about it.

"It's you?"

However, it was not until a long time later that Zi Yan seemed to recognize the ugly young man. He was the one who was taken away by the fairy.

For a moment, Zi Yan's expression changed from pleasantly surprised to nervous. He looked around and asked:

"Why are you here? Where's that...that fairy? She didn't come?"

Mo Hei's eyes darkened, and he shouted sternly:

"Why are you so concerned about my wife? If you want to die, I can help you."

"What!?"

When Zi Yan heard this, he was shocked and angry, as if he was struck by lightning. He staggered, covering his chest with his hands, his face flushed, and he almost vomited blood.

This was like a bolt from the blue for Zi Yan, and he found it hard to accept.

"Brother Ziyan, please be careful."

However, the graceful woman was quick-witted and quick-handed. Seeing Zi Yan's unstable footing, she quickly supported him and glared at Mo Hei angrily, shouting:

"Where did this ugly freak come from? How dare you speak nonsense here? Get out of here!"

Mo Hei did not get angry, he looked at Zi Yan coldly and asked:

"Where is Wuji Temple?"

"Are you looking for the twin sisters?"

Zi Yan's face was grim, he covered his chest with his hands and looked at Mo Hei, still unwilling to give up, bargaining:

"If you tell me where the fairy is, I will take you to see the twin sisters."

"Want to die?"

Mo Hei was instantly furious. It was no wonder. Mo Hei had been searching in the desert for three days without finding anything. He was already extremely impatient.

"Where did you come from, you ugly lunatic? You're so arrogant! Do you think Wuji Temple is afraid of you? Get out of here right now, or I'll let you know how powerful Wuji Temple is."

One of them was a young man dressed in Taoist robes. He was very arrogant. Perhaps relying on his large numbers, he did not take Mo Hei, who was flying his sword in the air, seriously at all.

"It seems that you have to take action. If that's the case, then I'll grant your wish."

Mo Hei was too lazy to say any more nonsense. Since soft words were not going to work, he had no choice but to use his fists to speak.

"Ten Thousand Swords Style!"

Mo Hei did not hide anything and used a deadly move as soon as he attacked, with tens of thousands of sword energies sweeping forward.

"Ahhh!"

Before the dozen or so people could react, draw their weapons, and draw their swords, they heard a series of screams.

With just this one move, the beautiful woman was left unharmed, her delicate body trembling as she stared at the calm Mo Hei with a look of horror.

The rest of the people, including Zi Yan, were all wounded by the sword and fell to the ground, screaming in pain.

This was only because Mo Hei showed mercy and did not kill innocent people indiscriminately. He only injured these people's hands and feet with swords, making them lose their fighting ability.

"Why are you still standing there? Go to Wuji Temple and ask for help."

After doing all this, Mo Hei became indifferent and shouted at the woman who was unharmed.

"Xueqing, don't go."

When Zi Yan heard the ugly young man say this, he suddenly understood something, fell to the ground, and shouted to dissuade him.

"call out!"

"what!"

However, don't forget that Mo Hei was given the title of Demon Son, and he was born with a cold-blooded and murderous nature.

Hearing that Zi Yan was so ungrateful, he immediately swung the Yuanhong sword in his hand without saying anything. With a flash of sword light, he chopped off an arm at the shoulder.

"Stop it, I'm going right away."

However, when Xue Qing saw this ugly young man chopping off Brother Zi Yan's left arm without saying a word and then swinging his sword to chop at his right arm, she almost cried and immediately blurted out a loud shout.

"Go!"

Mo Hei's tone was cold and he slowly stopped his hand.

Originally, Mo Hei was thinking that if this woman refused to submit, he would chop off the hands and feet of these ten or so men in front of her.

For others, this might be too bloody and cruel to bring themselves to do.

However, don't forget that Mo Hei is a demon, and his heart is dark and bloodthirsty, so how could he not do it?

"devil……"

Xue Qing had already regarded this ugly young man as a devil in her heart. She no longer hesitated and turned around and left like a flash.

Zi Yan's left arm was cut off at the shoulder. Relying on his own cultivation, although he did not faint from the pain, he gritted his teeth and endured it without crying out in pain, nor did he dare to speak out to stop it.

At the same time, in her heart, she hated this ugly young man to the core, but because she was not as skilled as him, she had to swallow her anger.

As the saying goes, a good man never suffers a loss in front of him.

If my hands were cut off, I would become a useless waste. How could I pursue the fairy of my dreams then?

Fortunately, there were more than ten fellow disciples accompanying him. Although they were all injured by swords, they were not in danger of death. They immediately lent a hand and bandaged Zi Yan's wounds to stop the bleeding.

This intimidation made all the disciples of Wuji Temple extremely afraid of this ugly young man.

This really proves the saying that even ghosts are afraid of evil people, let alone these ordinary people.

Everyone was silent and afraid to speak wildly anymore.

Isn't this a joke?

This devil kills people without blinking an eye. He chops off people's arms as if they were melons or vegetables. Who would dare to risk his life to offend him?

Could it be that the old man really hanged himself because he felt his life was too long?

It wasn't until the woman named Xue Qing was about to leave the range of his spiritual awareness that Mo Hei moved. Before flying his sword to follow, he warned in a cold voice:

"If you want to stay alive, don't mess with the wrong people. If you dare to have unreasonable thoughts again, don't blame me for being ruthless."

At the same time, Mo Hei's spiritual sense had detected a group of dozens of people flying towards them at a very fast speed. Judging from their light steps like swallows, they must have some cultivation skills.

I think they came here for Wuji Temple, and they will definitely pass by here. Mo Hei doesn't care whether these people are enemies or friends of Zi Yan and others, and immediately flew after the woman named Xue Qing.

This is simply because Mo Hei only asked Xue Qing to lead the way, so how could he really sit and wait for her to call for help?

In fact, these people were able to save their lives and they really have to thank the Colorful Butterfly Fairy.

If it weren't for Caidie's patient guidance, Mo Hei would have been led back to the right path and stopped killing innocent people.

Otherwise, these people would have turned into cold corpses long ago.

Especially this Zi Yan, there is no other than him, just like Shou Zezi, who is a living example.

As for the rest of the people, in Mo Hei's opinion, killing one is killing, killing two is also killing. Since they have already formed an enmity, they must be eradicated to prevent future troubles.

"Humph!"

However, when Zi Yan, who had lost his left arm, heard this, he just snorted coldly and viciously, and it was obvious that he didn't hear it at all.

As for the rest of the people, they all listened, remembered it in their hearts, and warned themselves that next time they met this ugly villain, they must stay away from him and never provoke him.

Although this evil star is vicious, fortunately he is not bloodthirsty, otherwise he and others would have died.