The most useless spiritual root at the beginning, I just want to play badly

But it was too late.

"Haven't you been giving us a hard time lately? That's good, I still need a messenger!"

As he spoke, a skinny arm stretched out from under the black clothes and reached for Zhao Jue's head.

Zhao Jue tried to resist, but was oppressed by the powerful aura. He couldn't even raise his arms and could only let the man put his hand on his head.

Then, he knew nothing.

A trace of regret involuntarily emerged in Zhao Jue's mind.

What a pity!

He has not yet fulfilled his original promise, nor does he have enough strength to kill the demon!

He has no time to repay his master for his cultivation.

He didn't even have the chance to apologize to his favorite senior sister.

I didn’t expect that my life, Zhao Jue, would stop here!

A person who founded the sect was walking towards the mountain at this time.

But his eyes were dull and he walked like a zombie.

When the man arrived at the entrance, the disciple guarding the gate recognized him at a glance. This man was Zhao Jue.

He noticed something strange about Zhao Jue, so he walked over and wanted to ask something.

However, Zhao Jue ignored his question.

Thinking about the period of time when the people from the Demon Sect were causing chaos everywhere, the gatekeepers could not let their guard down and had to capture Zhao Jue immediately.

However, just as he was about to make a move, a terrifying aura burst out from Zhao Jue's body, directly knocking him to the ground, coughing up blood.

The Qi and blood power in Zhao Jue's body, coupled with the injury of the guardian, immediately aroused everyone's vigilance, and they shouted:

"Hurry! Go report to the Sect Leader! I'm afraid Zhao Jue has fallen into the control of the Demon Cult. Let's join forces and capture him!"

Not long after, Yuan Hai received a notification from a disciple and rushed towards his location.

At this time, Zhao Jue was surrounded by many guards, but there was no fear in Zhao Jue's eyes. Instead, he looked dull, like a corpse.

Zhao Jue's blood began to boil. His expression kept changing with ferocity, cruelty, bloodthirstiness and hatred. He was like a puppet that could not control himself and was caught in chaos.

After feeling Yuan Hai's momentum, the blood and energy surging in Zhao Jue's body suddenly stopped, and then slowly turned into an old man in a Taoist robe.

This person was the old man Zhao Jue had met before.

A shadow flashed, and the blood-red light sank into Zhao Jue's body.

Zhao Jue's eyes lit up, and he was no longer dull.

When Yuan Hai frowned, "Zhao Jue" had already spoken:

"Are you the founder of this sect? You're at the sixth level of Nascent Soul cultivation, that's quite powerful!"

Although Yuan Hai has reached the Nascent Soul stage, his cultivation level was promoted by accumulating spirit stones. Naturally, his knowledge is not comparable to that of ordinary Nascent Soul masters, so he was shocked by the scene in front of him.

"Who are you? What did you do to Zhao Jue?"

Although Zhao Jue had not been in Kaishan Sect for long, the population of Kaishan Sect was not large after all. In addition, Zhao Jue himself had good qualifications. Among the new generation of disciples, he was considered to be quite talented. Therefore, Yuan Hai had a very deep impression of Zhao Jue.

"Who am I? Isn't it your sect that's looking for me? And that brat has long since perished, leaving only a puppet to deliver messages, hehe!"

When Yuan Hai heard that Zhao Jue was killed and turned into such a strange puppet, his anger suddenly flared up.

The aura of the sixth level of the Nascent Soul was released instantly, causing the people from the nearby Kaishan Sect to step back involuntarily.

However, "Zhao Jue" was not afraid of Yuan Hai's anger. Instead, he looked at Yuan Hai with a playful look.

"From a mere Lingzhou, you've actually been able to cultivate to the sixth level of the Nascent Soul stage. You're quite capable, but you don't think you can fight against my sect with your meager cultivation, do you?

He even dared to meddle in the affairs of our Holy Church. This brat was only lightly punished."

"By the way, you had someone notify the people of the Azure Dragon Sect that they have also joined our Holy Church, hehe!"

After "Zhao Jue" laughed, his face darkened and he looked at Yuan Hai with a look full of resentment.

"Are you angry? That's right! Do you think you are the guardian of this place? How dare you interfere in the affairs of our sect? You are simply seeking death!"

"I'm giving you a piece of advice. If you dare to meddle in my affairs again, I'll flatten your entire Kaishan Sect!"

As soon as he finished speaking, "Zhao Jue" didn't even wait for Yuan Hai to answer. The blood-colored shadow on his body floated up again, then turned into a series of afterimages and dissipated into the air.

Under the stimulation of this qi and blood power, Zhao Jue's body quickly expanded. In just a short while, it turned into a huge balloon.

"not good!

Yuan Hai shouted loudly, and his spiritual power burst out, forming a halo that enveloped everyone.

boom!

A huge roar sounded, and Zhao Jue's body suddenly exploded. Yuan Hai completely blocked him outside, and Zhao Jue's body was blown into pieces. Blood and flesh splattered all over the gate, and even the huge plaque was stained with a large area of ​​blood.

If Yuan Hai had not reacted quickly, Zhao Jue's body would have exploded and everyone would have been seriously injured. But even so, three people were blown away and lay on the ground in blood, and it was unknown whether they were dead or alive.

Yuan Hai's eyes were red, and he wrapped the three people with spiritual power and rushed into the sect at the fastest speed.

"Send the order down, notify all the disciples outside the mountain gate to return quickly and activate the mountain gate formation!"

Fortunately, all three were safe and sound.

But two people were seriously injured, their Dantian was almost destroyed. Even if they survived, they would become mortals who could never practice again.

After settling the people, Yuan Hai locked himself in the house and never stepped out again.

An hour later, Yuan Hai's chief disciple Lin Qing came to Yuan Hai's room with a serious expression.

Yuan Hai heard someone knocking on his door and walked out.

Only then did Lin Qing notice that Yuan Hai's black hair had turned gray, and he looked a little tired and weathered.

"Master, you can't be blamed for this. It's all because of the cruelty of these demons!"

Yuan Hai sighed: "If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have let them out. It's all my fault!"

Yuan Hai tried to calm himself down, and then said:

"Has anyone been sent out?"

Lin Qing showed a trace of confusion on his face. After hesitating for a moment, he replied:

"Of the twenty five-member teams, only thirteen have been able to make contact. I told them to stop the pursuit and return to their own sects immediately. The other seven teams have completely lost contact and are likely killed."