Bad People Started as an Undercover Xuanming Sect

Chapter 120 Chapter 120

a few days ago.

After being frustrated in Liangshan, Zhu Youwen wanted to become stronger more and more in his heart. After returning to the Xuanming Sect to regain control of the situation, he met Shi Yao who was incarnate as Meng Po, and the rebellious black and white impermanence.

The three of them fought a battle, and each was injured.

Reluctantly, Zhu Youwen took half of Xuan Mingjiao's troops away from the main rudder.

Xuan Ming taught a certain division of the rudder.

In the main hall of the Stone Palace, Zhu Youwen sat high on a big tiger-skin chair.

Under the hall, hundreds of masters knelt down and shouted in unison: "We welcome the ghost king to take over Xuanming again, and the ghost king will be a thousand years old."

Zhu Youwen's eyes flashed fiercely, and he said in a deep voice, "I was wounded in Qianling a few days ago. In order to seize the treasure of Longquan, I need your strength. Are you willing to share my worries?"

"We are willing to serve the ghost king, to follow the ghost king's command to the death, and to seize the treasure of Longquan!"

"We swear to follow the ghost king's subordinates!"

"We wait..."

"No, no, I don't need you to follow me, I just need you to contribute."

Amidst the surging waves of voices, Zhu Youwen suddenly interrupted, his eyes flickering fiercely.

"This…"

The ghost soldiers of the Xuanming Sect in the hall were still puzzled, but Zhu Youwen stretched out his hands, and the terrifying internal force instantly sucked the two people in front into his palms.

Then it sucked the two of them into mummy in an instant like a swallow.

Seeing this, everyone was shocked and got up and fled one after another.

But Zhu Youwen was not willing to let go of these delicious supplements, and his internal strength exploded, closing the heavy stone door tightly.

In the next second, there were bursts of wailing in the stone palace.

A quarter of an hour later, the gate of the Stone Palace opened slowly, and Zhu Youwen, who had greatly increased his skill, was surrounded by black energy, his eyes were red, and his spirits were greatly lifted.

At this time, a messenger pigeon flew over suddenly.

Zhu Youwen's expression froze, and he took down the letter from the pigeon's leg. When he saw the letter, a sneer appeared on his face.

Immediately, with a flash of movement, he shifted shape and changed positions, and quickly swept across the hills.

It was written on the falling letter paper: The treasure box of Longquan is in the hands of the empress, and she is rushing to the Valley of Tibetan Soldiers, come quickly.

...

Zhang Yuanqing was on his way, looking for Song Shuiyun and others.

In the valley ahead, a fierce battle was coming to an end.

Blood was overflowing from Song Shuiyun's mouth, and he stood up with difficulty leaning on his sword, his white clothes were stained red with blood, and his beautiful pretty face was a little pale.

The six holy concubines also fell to the ground with serious injuries. The broken guqin instruments were scattered on the ground. Zhu Youwen strolled in the courtyard, absorbing the inner force in his palms, and pocketed the Longquan treasure box.

"Hmph, Huanyinfang...cough cough, that's all."

In a big battle, even if Zhu Youwen's skill is strong, he can't take much advantage, but from this point of view, he is the winner.

Zhu Youwen was about to kill the killer in order to prevent future troubles, when suddenly a strong breath came over him.

His expression changed, and he decisively fled away with the Longquan treasure box.

Zhang Yuanqing came across the sky, just in time to meet the injured women.

"How are you?"

Zhang Yuanqing helped Song Shuiyun to heal her injuries.

"I'm sorry, I... I lost the Longquan treasure box."

Song Shuiyun lowered her head, with a look of shame on her face, she felt ashamed to face her responsibility.

This is obviously not the place to talk, Zhang Yuanqing bent down and hugged her, the pretty face blushed, and she let out a coquettish cry, and a faint blush spread over her fair jade neck.

Zhang Yuanqing turned his internal energy to the outside, wrapping up the girls and fleeing away like a strong wind.

"Don't talk yet, let's go, I will take you to heal your injuries."

After a while, Fake Li arrived with his troops, and he couldn't help showing a little joy when he saw the mess all over the place.

"Looks like he succeeded."

Seeing this, Li Maozhen recited Gu words in her mouth, and after a while she showed a hint of joy, and her tense nerves relaxed a little.

"Ghost King, come out."

At this time, a figure slowly walked out of the dense forest in the distance.

Red hair, black armor, burly and tall, who else could it be if it wasn't Zhu Youwen.

Zhu Youwen walked out with the Longquan treasure box, came to Fake Li and others, and threw the Longquan treasure box to Fake Li.

"You'd better keep your promise, otherwise, even if this king loses his life, you will definitely regret it."

Facing Zhu Youwen's warning, the fake Li ignored it, and said with a light smile, "Don't worry, the ghost king. When the real Longquan treasure is opened, my highness will definitely fulfill my promise and let you take away the secrets of magic skills. I will never break my promise."

Zhu Youwen snorted coldly, stared at Fake Li's face, and said, "Hmph, you'd better be."

Afterwards, the fake Li presented the treasure box with both hands and sent it to Li Maozhen.

"King Qi, please."

Seeing this, everyone looked at Li Maozhen in unison.

Although the Longquan Treasure Box is only a small box, and it is protected by Raojiang Holy Gu, if the Twelve Caves Secret Art is not opened, anyone who opens the Treasure Box will fall into a fantasy and commit suicide.

Li Maozhen had told everyone this secret before, and they all knew it, so Zhu Youwen didn't dare to act rashly when he got the Longquan treasure box.

He didn't dare to gamble.

In terms of the size of the Longquan treasure box, it is naturally impossible to have a real Longquan treasure inside. The biggest possibility is the news that there is a Longquan treasure inside.

It is not yet known where the real Longquan treasure is, so you must not act recklessly.

Finally got the long-cherished Longquan treasure box, Li Maozhen said in her heart that she was not excited, it would be a lie.

He gently stroked the treasure box with both hands, brushed the delicate pattern with his fingertips, sat cross-legged, and chanted a mantra in his mouth, the twelve tattoos immediately shone, his pupils shone with divine light, and the majestic internal force poured into it, a strong Air machine burst.

When Li Maozhen opened the Longquan treasure box, a beam of light rushed out from the sky and the earth, the light was colorful, and the energy was sensed, and the Raojiang Holy Gu in it was awakened.

After the light dissipated, the clay doll in the box was revealed, and there were vines wrapped around it. A fat and gorgeous Gu insect crawled out from the flower, and turned into powder in the wind.

"It's gone? Where's the news about the Longquan treasure?" Seeing this situation, Zhu Youwen couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.

"Hehe, don't be in a hurry, the ghost king, and listen to what King Qi means." Li Ke said slowly.

At this moment, the clay figurine cracked, Li Maozhen's expression froze, and he picked up a layer of dirt with his fingers and sniffed it gently.

Is it blood...Raojiang ecstasy?

Li Maozhen guessed the faint smell of decay in the soil.

He stood up and gave the clay doll to fake Li.

"His Royal Highness, the soil made by this clay figurine is the rotten soil unique to the Shu land. This king guesses that the clue to the Longquan treasure should be in the Shu land."

"And the appearance of this clay figurine should be the important person who opened the Longquan treasure. If we find him, he will guide us to find the real Longquan treasure."

"it is good!"

Fake Li was in high spirits, and joy welled up in his heart.

"Come on, let's go to Shu."

"But... before that, we have a big problem to solve."

Hearing this, several people were taken aback, and looked up at Fake Li.

"If Zhang Yuanqing can't be eliminated, you and I will have trouble sleeping and eating. Ladies and gentlemen, are you sure to help my highness get rid of this person?"

"We are willing to share worries for Your Highness!"

(End of this chapter)