The strongest medical saint in the city

Chapter 1367
The cultivation jade slips left by the old soul seemed to have been completely absorbed by Zhou You. One of them recorded that the ancient bell was made of Qingxin wood, which had the effect of resisting the demons of the heart.

"Boss, it's good that Qingxinmu can help you." Miezhu did have this idea, but he couldn't say more directly, he could only vaguely say: "It's fine, it's fine!"

Repeating the words twice in a row, for Mie Zhu, it was because of nervousness, but after hearing it in Zhou You's ears, he thought of something else.

"Is it Qingxinmu?"

At this time, Zhou You didn't even need someone to explain, he already understood a little: "This is the reason why the blood that is ingested into the ancient bell can not only be preserved, but also can be improved as long as it does not violate the oath. Even if the ancient bell is taken by Jiuming The middle man is demonized, but the function of pure heart and wood is still preserved!"

He wanted to come to Miezhu because he was afraid that he would go mad, and because of face, he couldn't speak directly.After thinking about it for a while, Zhou You understood why the little black spider was hesitating in the first place.

"Heart Demon!" Zhou You took a look at Fen Tianjian. He never blamed the influence of the killing spirit on him. Instead, he was like a beast that smelled blood, and was provoked to fight instead: "I want to see, How powerful!"

Zhou You didn't put the ancient bell into the Fentian Sword. It was different from his original determination and courage. At this time, he didn't know whether it was because of the faint blood in his eyes, or the curved corner of his mouth. Traveling around from time to time, his body faintly carries the evil charm of both good and evil.

"Hey? I knew you would do this, Boss!"

Miezhu lying on Zhou You's shoulder, covered his eyes with his spider legs in annoyance, although he looked like he couldn't accept the reality, but he also accelerated the speed of devouring the black energy on Zhou You's body.

Suppressing the inner demon, the Fentian sword in Zhou You's hand followed the demon's struggle to step back and step forward.

No matter how much unwillingness there was in the demon's heart at this time, it just turned into a few words in the end:

"Zhou You, you can't kill me..."

Although what he said was similar and begging for mercy, there was a lot of hatred in the eyes of the demon at this time, as if he wanted to treat the word "Zhou You" as if he was himself, and bit it into pieces to eat meat Only by drinking blood can the hatred in my heart be relieved.

But before Lingmo could say why he couldn't kill him, Zhou You raised his hand as if he was about to chase away flies.

"I remember, you were very generous to die before, why, now that you are scared, you are afraid to die?" Zhou You waved his hand slightly after speaking.

When he was talking, the corners of his mouth seemed to be raised up, and there was no doubt that he was full of evil spirits.

And as his voice fell, he raised his hand, and his true energy condensed into an invisible palm, which was blurred in mid-air. With his movement of waving his hand, that true energy turned into a palm, directly hit the injured demon. right shoulder.

"Pfft..." The monster who used to seal the meridians of the severed arm with true energy in order to stop the bleeding, was swept by the palm wind at this time, making a muffled sound, and a mouthful of blood spurted from his mouth Even though he wiped off the blood on the corner of his lips with difficulty, it was as if he had hurt the inner palace, there was still blood overflowing from his mouth!

The smell of blood in his mouth and the pain that reached his soul made him cry out hoarsely: "Master Zhou, I was wrong, ah, it hurts me to death...Kill me, kill me!"

Just a moment ago, he wanted to be born as a monster, but after experiencing the extreme pain, he just wanted to die quickly!
"die?"

Zhou You smiled charmingly, and said in an inexplicable tone: "This is too cheap for you."

No matter how much Ryomo doesn't want to admit it, how much hatred and unwillingness is in his heart, but in front of Zhou You's berserk sword energy, Ryomo finally tasted the taste of failure!

"I admit defeat." Compared with the hatred before, the demon who was tortured by pain, the extremely weak voice at this time has already brought the slump of resignation.

In this first battle, he lost, a complete defeat!
Since the practice, the demon has lost and won, but after joining Jiuming, he is the only one who kills others every time. It is only now that he understands the feeling of failure for the first time!
"Admit defeat?" Zhou You raised the corners of his mouth, nodded and said, "Since you have conceded, I don't want to make things difficult for you, but if you admit defeat, you will naturally have to pay the price."

Speaking of Zhou You in this way, it seems that he is not killing people now, but is traveling and vacationing. The fierce and murderous aura all over his body has been subdued by him, and replaced by laziness that is rarely displayed on him.

It's just that the lazy tone of voice chatting with people, put on Zhou You's smile that seems to be a half-smile, it just adds a bit of evil charm.

"You..." The demon was so angry that he spat out blood.

The Fentian Sword in Zhou You's hand hadn't been put away yet, and it waved in front of his eyes with some kind of threat, and said in a calm voice, "Me?"

The demon's eyes were full of resentment, and he asked, "What do you want?"

After speaking, he didn't know what he thought of, and added: "I won't tell you anything."

"Crack!" sound.

Zhou You's second palm hit the demon and rolled around on the spot.

This time, the demon could clearly hear the sound of his chest and ribs shattering. This palm wind made him, who was already seriously injured, unable to even cry out in pain.

"What did you just say?" Zhou You walked gracefully and took another half step towards the monster who had almost turned into a blood gourd. There is no room for bargaining.”

The demon flinched subconsciously, under Zhou You's aura, he seemed to have turned into a rabbit ready to be slaughtered, and Zhou You was the eagle that spread its wings and swooped down.

If you have to describe it, traveling around like this is like a natural enemy of a demon, making him afraid to speak again.

"Where are the remaining two demons?" Compared with the previous threats, Zhou You said this sentence with a gentle tone like a spring breeze.

As if scaring the monsters enough, Zhou You's speech and behavior at this time, as if old friends reunited, the shocking aura is freely retracted.

"I, I can't say..." Mo Qi Ruo Yousi refused, he didn't even dare to look at Zhou You again.

Zhou You glanced at the Golden Core cultivators kneeling on the deck of the ship, and said with a sneer, "It's up to you."

Those Jindan cultivators who were also frightened, huddled together, knelt and retreated slowly, fearing that Zhou You would be provoked, raised their swords to kill.

"Oh, it seems that you really 'can't' say it." Zhou You slightly raised his eyebrows, as if he had suddenly discovered the secret of Lingmo.

When he heard Zhou Youjiajiao's "can't", Lingmo didn't care about the pain all over his body, as if he was trying his best...

(End of this chapter)