I am the only devil in the whole world of cultivation

Chapter 130 1 Thirty Pictures: The real murderer in the dark

"Lao Xie, what's wrong?"

Zhuang Youqian was the first person to discover that something was wrong with Xie Zhengliu. He and Yue Mingchou were both left behind and were not part of the group of foundation-building monks who retreated.

The three of them had already prepared to go on the field to face the enemy together, but unexpectedly, Xie Zhengliu suddenly froze in place while walking.

This obviously wrong behavior made Zhuang Youqian immediately alert: "What's wrong? Is there something wrong?"

Yue Mingchou also quietly came over. Amidst the rumble of the battle, the three men's secretive actions did not attract the attention of others.

"I'm afraid I have to leave for a while. You guys can help me cover. I think I've found the location of the person behind the scenes." Xie Zhengliu said softly.

……

The man hid his figure behind the big tree and looked coldly at the shocking battle that was taking place in the distance.

After seeing that all the monks and the unknown ninth-level monster were helpless, the man raised his lips in pleasure.

It was indeed the treasure he had cultivated for many years, although changes occurred due to the discovery of the magic weapon, which forced him to let the nine-headed demon appear in advance.

But it doesn't matter, as long as all the people here are eliminated, then the major sects outside will not know about the nine-headed demon.His plan can still go ahead, and he can also use these people to practice first.

But before the corners of the middle-aged man's mouth even raised, the expression on his face suddenly changed.

Without even looking behind him, he suddenly jumped to another tree.And the next second, where the middle-aged man was standing, a powerful sword energy fell hard on it, instantly cutting the big tree that the three of them were hugging into two halves!

"It turned out to be found. It's quite capable." He looked at the slowly falling tree, and finally fixed his gaze on a big tree not far away.

Although Xie Zhengliu didn't feel sorry for missing the blow, he felt the man's difficulty.

She slowly stood up from behind the tree, the Wuji knife in her hand still glowing with the glory of battle.

"Yo!" The middle-aged man raised his eyebrows in surprise, "It's really strange that a little girl found me first. Why, people in the world of cultivation are so incompetent nowadays, even a foundation-building disciple Not even comparable? Or, did they just send you here to look for me?"

At this moment, Xie Zhengliu was wearing a mask that could block out the detection of his spiritual consciousness, and all the breathing charms in the storage bag were also affixed.

But even though she had made all the preparations, the other party still saw her cultivation level at a glance.

This made her understand that the man in front of her might be more difficult to deal with than the previous Thousand Lines Sword.

"My cultivation level is not important. What is important is that you will die here today!" As she said this, Wuji felt her will and released the sword energy without any ceremony.

The middle-aged man seemed to laugh angrily at her: "I haven't seen such a courageous young monk for a long time. I thought you were young and wanted to let you go, but now it seems that you are today. It’s destined to be impossible to leave alive.”

As soon as the last one finished speaking, the middle-aged man's figure had disappeared.

The next moment, Xie Zhengliu, who felt something, suddenly raised his long sword to block it. With the sound of weapons clashing, the middle-aged man's figure reappeared above Xie Zhengliu's head. "Not bad, you can actually see my movements clearly." The middle-aged man was a little surprised, "But as a foundation-building monk, you are still too weak!"

The long stick in the man's hand kept coming down, and every blow was intended to break Xie Zhengliu's head.

But such a violent attack was completely blocked by Xie Zhengliu.

Because the Fengchun Secret Realm has a restraint on the cultivation of monks, in order not to be excluded from the secret realm before the plan succeeds, the man can only suppress his cultivation to the middle stage of the golden elixir, lest he can't restrain himself for a moment and release more than the golden elixir. The power of period.

Originally, he felt that his cultivation in the middle stage of Golden Core was enough for him to use in the secret realm.But now facing Xie Zhengliu, the man suddenly felt that he was not enough.

When his attack was blocked by Xie Zhengliu again, but the opponent counterattacked and scratched his cassock, the middle-aged man's originally relaxed mood became a little more irritable.

He will come forward today and let his treasure stop these monks. One is to teach these monks who lied about his good deeds a lesson, and the other is to test the treasure's ability.

This is not a waste of time with a child here!

If the middle-aged man originally wanted to play with Xie Zhengliu, he gave up the idea after discovering how difficult she was.

Without the control of the middle-aged man, the nine-headed demon is not as strong as before.Seeing that the entrance was about to open, his baby seemed to be being pressed down and beaten by the ninth-level monster.

If he cannot deal with these monks before the secret passage opens, and they escape instead, not only will his secret weapon be exposed, but he himself will be in danger.

Thinking of this, the middle-aged man finally lost his previous leisurely mind and looked at Xie Zhengliu with murderous intent in his eyes.

Since this girl has to come here to die, don't blame me for being rude!
The middle-aged man thought so and put away the long stick with his backhand.

Xie Zhengliu used his spiritual consciousness to trace all his movements, and countermeasures kept flashing in his mind.

However, when the middle-aged man attacked her again, he already had a black and gold carved spear in his hand!
The spear was half a head taller than the middle-aged man. The lotus pattern on the tip of the spear got stuck on Xie Zhengliu's blade. The black gold spear tip suddenly exhaled thick demonic energy and rushed straight towards Xie Zhengliu's face.

Xie Zhengliu quickly used the Wuji Knife to ward it off. The demonic energy in the sky was silently sucked away by the double flags hidden on her body, thus preventing her from being contaminated by the demonic energy.

But at this moment, Xie Zhengliu no longer cared about whether it was contaminated or not. Her consciousness was tightly attached to the spear, and she looked at it carefully, and the anger in her heart gradually rose.

"A black head coiled around a dragon's body, the first shot of the Supreme. I never thought that you, a cultivator, could actually get the Demon Clan's most precious weapon, the Divine Spear." Xie Zhengliu said every word, as if these words came from between her teeth Same as squeezed out.

The middle-aged monk opposite only thought that Xie Zhengliu was frightened by the appearance of the divine spear, and was completely unaware of the anger in her heart at this moment.

"Hmph, you know your stuff, you even know how to break the magic gun." The middle-aged man said rudely, "Now that you know what I'm holding, you'd better be smart and retreat, otherwise, I will let you become like this The first person killed by the God-breaking Spear after it reappeared in the light of day!"

For the sake of what he said, Xie Zhengliu couldn't let go.

After all, she also wanted to see how this person was going to use her gun to take her life!
(End of this chapter)