Fox Demon: Starts with Lu Zu template

"Follow me." He suddenly said, bent down, picked up the shrunken Tushan Honghong, and strode out of the underground palace.

Tushan Rongrong and Cui Yuling looked at each other and hurried to catch up.

Although Tushan Yaya was still a little dazed, she stumbled after him.

A group of people came to the bitter love tree.

The bitter love tree at this time is very different from usual. Not only are the petals withered, but even the trunk looks a little dry.

Yang Jian gently placed Tushan Honghong on the stone platform under the tree, then turned to Tushan Rongrong and said, "Your sister's demonic power didn't disappear, but was absorbed by the Bitter Love Tree."

"What?" the three of them exclaimed at the same time.

Yang Jian pointed to the faint pink lines on the tree trunk: "Look here, flowing in these lines is your sister's demonic power."

Chapter 233 The battle is over, and the body is broken!

After a careful examination, Cui Yuling nodded in surprise: "Yes! This is Honghong's demonic power! But... why is it like this?"

"I guess this is the bitter love tree's self-protection mechanism." Yang Jian explained.

"When the core is threatened, it instinctively absorbs beings that are also its source.

And you three Tushan sisters were born from the Bitter Love Tree, and Tushan Honghong is a powerful demon king, so..."

Yang Jian didn't say anything else, because everyone who understood would understand.

Tushan Rongrong's face was solemn: "So my sister became smaller because she lost all her demonic powers. Is there any way to get her demonic powers back?"

Yang Jian shook his head slightly, "Her demonic power resonated with the Bitter Love Tree. To some extent, she is now one with the Bitter Love Tree."

If the demonic power is forcibly retrieved, the Bitter Love Tree will probably disappear! "

Tushan Yaya asked anxiously: "Can my sister recover?"

Yang Jian looked at the Bitter Love Tree, a golden light flashing in his eyes: "I don't know about this either. I may not know as much about the Bitter Love Tree as you, the Tushan clan..."

As soon as these words came out, everyone fell into silence.

A breeze blew by, and a few petals gently fell on Tushan Honghong, as if comforting the injured Lord of Tushan.

Suddenly, Tushan Yaya knelt down and kowtowed to Yang Jian: "Please save my sister!"

This action stunned everyone.

Tushan Yaya, who has always been proud, actually knelt down and begged others for help.

Yang Jian quickly helped her up: "I don't have any good solutions right now, and her life is not in danger now...

In my opinion, you should take her back and take good care of her first. I'm going to go find Feng Qi first. Maybe there's a way to solve this problem once I find her!"

He looked up at the sky, a trace of worry flashing in his eyes: "The rift that Feng Qi and the others opened might not just be for escape."

Tushan Rongrong keenly sensed something: "You mean..."

Yang Jian's voice was as heavy as lead. "They went to such great lengths, how could they possibly be trying to escape?"

When everyone heard this, their faces turned extremely ugly.

Under the bitter love tree, the three-pointed, double-edged sword in Yang Jian's hand suddenly shone with golden light.

He no longer hesitated, and swung his long sword. A dazzling sword light tore through the space, and once again split a deep crack in front of him.

Before stepping into the crack, Yang Jian turned his head and took one last look at Tushan Yaya.

His eyes were as deep as the starry sky, and his voice was deep and powerful: "He is waiting for you, go meet him..."

Tushan Yaya's whole body trembled, and her fox ears stood up unconsciously.

Before she could ask, Yang Jian's figure had disappeared into the crack.

The space crack slowly closed, leaving only pink petals all over the ground and three confused people.

"What... does he mean by this?" Tushan Yaya murmured to herself, and a figure in white clothes involuntarily emerged in her mind - the scene of Wang Xianzhi standing at the highest point of Tushan, with his back to her, saying "Wait for me to come back".

Tushan Rongrong picked up the shrunken Tushan Honghong and said softly, "Take my sister downstairs to rest first."

She glanced at Tushan Yaya who was still in a trance, and seemed to want to say something but stopped herself.

Cui Yuling stepped forward and gently held Tushan Yaya's cold hand: "Sister Yaya, Sister Honghong is under the care of Sister Cui Yuling and me. You can go meet 8848..."

Tushan Yaya suddenly came back to her senses, her eyes evasive: "Who, who wants to see that stinky sesame!"

She said this, but what she was thinking was another matter.

.........

Outside the world, Wang Xianzhi, his white clothes stained with blood, stood alone in front of the broken world barrier.

In front of him were countless hideous and strange creatures, and behind him was the world inside the circle.

"Wang Xianzhi, I see that you are exhausted. If you know what's good for you, get out of the way!" A huge creature that looks like an octopus but has a human face emitted a harsh mental wave.

It was answered with a simple fist.

"Emperor Wu Fist: Suppress!"

The punch was as powerful as a mountain, and the strange creature was blown into pieces before it could even scream.

Wang Xianzhi's movements continued without any pause, punch after punch, each strike clearing an area.

The strange creatures came like a tide and fell like waves of wheat.

A demon king-level being couldn't withstand even a single blow from his punch, and the Great Demon King could only survive for a short while.

Although this Emperor Wu was at the end of his life, he still appeared invincible.

"Come on!" Wang Xianzhi laughed, his white hair flying in the air. "Let me kill you to my heart's content!"

His fists were stained with blood and his finger bones were broken, but he still kept going.

Because he was waiting, waiting for Yang Jian to successfully pursue Feng Qi, waiting for the world's barriers to loosen enough for Yang Jian to open the passage again.

Time has no meaning in nothingness.

Wang Xianzhi didn't know how long he had been fighting, he only knew that every second felt as long as a century.

Finally, the offensive of the strange creatures gradually weakened, and the remaining enemies began to retreat.

"Wang Xianzhi, we will remember today's grudge!" A resentful mental fluctuation came from deep in the passage.

"What a shame! You won't get to see us conquer the world! We're still alive and well, but you're dying! Hahaha!"

Wang Xianzhi did not answer, but just used his last punch to hit the passage.

The fist's intent penetrated the void and completely crushed the spiritual fluctuations.

When the last strange creature disappeared, Wang Xianzhi finally couldn't hold on any longer and knelt on one knee.

His white clothes had long been soaked with blood, and his breath was as weak as a candle in the wind.

"It's time... to go back..." He stood up with difficulty and looked towards Wudi City on the other side of the world barrier.

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On the top of Emperor Wu’s city wall, the setting sun dyed the wall blood red.

Big Dog and Second Dog climbed up the city wall stealthily and saw the figure in white from afar.

"Big brother, look! It's Wang Xianzhi!" Ergou excitedly tugged at Dagou's sleeve. "He's really back!"

The big dog squinted his eyes and observed carefully. Suddenly, his expression changed drastically: "Something is wrong... He's in a very bad state!"

With his keen sense of smell, he smelled the strong smell of blood coming from the wind.

"Quick, notify the big sister to come to Wudi City!" Big Dog said urgently.

Ergou frantically pulled out a communication jade token, infused it with demonic energy, and said hurriedly, "Big Sister! Wang Xianzhi has returned to Wudi City, but the situation is not good! Please hurry..."

Before he could finish his words, the big dog covered his mouth and said, "Keep your voice down!"

The two held their breath and quietly approached the center of the city wall.

Wang Xianzhi sat cross-legged there, his back lonely, his eyes looking deeply towards Tushan.

The setting sun stretched his shadow very long, lonely and desolate.

"Should we...go over there?" Ergou asked in a low voice.

The big dog hesitated.

Although Wang Xianzhi's breath was weak at this moment, he still exuded a heart-pounding sense of oppression.

It was the dangerous aura of a dying beast, and people didn't dare to approach easily.

As the two hesitated, Wang Xianzhi suddenly spoke: "Since you are here, why hide?"

Chapter 234 Yaya, you are here!

The sound was not loud, but it scared the two monsters so much that they almost jumped up.

They came out trembling, their legs a little weak.

"Lord, Lord City..." The big dog stammered and saluted.

"It's us. Do you remember us? We are Big Dog and Second Dog..."

The big dog's voice was a little trembling at this time, mainly because Wang Xianzhi's oppression was too strong.

And you have to know that they first met Wang Xianzhi because of the attack on Linjiang City, the predecessor of Wudi City.

He then met Tushan Yaya and was accepted as her younger brother. Wang Xianzhi also taught him the Tiger-Crane Fists, Sky Frost Fist and Wind God Kick.

At that time, Wang Xianzhi was known as the nemesis of the demon clan and the God of Killing! The demon was so scared that he peed his pants after hearing this!

Wang Xianzhi's eyes fluctuated slightly. He slowly turned around, revealing his face as pale as paper.

The blood at the corner of his mouth had dried, but the white shirt on his chest was still oozing blood.

"Is she... okay?" Wang Xianzhi asked softly, his voice unusually hoarse.

"Yaya...how have you been these years?" Wang Xianzhi's voice was very soft, as if he was afraid of disturbing something.

Big Dog quickly replied, "Replying to Emperor Wu, Big Sister has been doing very well these past few years...it's just that her cultivation has become much more rigorous than before!"

Wang Xianzhi's lips curled up slightly, and a hint of tenderness flashed in his eyes: "That's good. Just spend more time on cultivation, so that you can take care of yourself in the future!"

At this time, Wang Xianzhi's fingers tapped lightly on the city wall, making a dull sound.

He suddenly asked, "What realm have you two reached now?"

The big dog and the second dog were stunned, and their ears stood up at the same time.

Although he didn't understand why Wang Xianzhi suddenly asked this, Da Gou still answered honestly: "Back then, we were fortunate to receive instruction from the Martial Emperor. However, my second brother and I were somewhat dull in talent, and over the years, we've only just managed to reach the level of a Demon King!"

As he spoke, he felt a lot of emotions in his heart.

When he was still a little demon, he looked at Wang Xianzhi like a frog in a well looking up at the bright moon in the sky; now that he has reached the realm of demon king, looking at this Martial Emperor again, he is still like a mayfly looking at the blue sky, unfathomable.

"As for the Demon King... it's a bit low..." Wang Xianzhi pondered for a moment, suddenly raised his hand, and flicked out a finger.

Two rays of light instantly penetrated into the eyebrows of Big Dog and Second Dog.

The two of them only felt that the demonic power in their bodies was surging like boiling water, and the barriers of their realm were shattered.

"This...this is..." The big dog widened his eyes, feeling the surging power in his body.

The demonic power flowed continuously in the meridians, more than ten times stronger than before.

Ergou shouted excitedly: "Great Demon King! We have become the Great Demon King!"

The two looked at Wang Xianzhi in disbelief. Big Dog's voice trembled: "Emperor Wu, what are you doing..."

Wang Xianzhi interrupted with a smile: "As Yaya's subordinates, your strength cannot be too low."

He paused, his gaze looking into the distance. "Besides, if I'm gone in the future, Yaya will still need help."

After saying that, he looked straight into the distance, as if he was waiting for someone.

.........

Tushan, inside a secret room.

Tushan Yaya sat cross-legged, with a cold air surrounding her body.