Heaven-defying Martial God: Supreme Demon Concubine

Chapter 439 Return (2)
An Zihao's eyes fell on An Ran's pale face, his heart seemed to be torn apart by the palm of his hand, he raised his hand tremblingly, and gently wiped away the tears on the other's face: "Of course, no Cry, no matter what happens, my brother will never leave you..."

An Ran bit her lips tightly, and nodded stubbornly, but she was a teenager after all, and there was still fear of death in her big clear eyes.

"Kill them!"

The middle-aged man raised his hand lightly, and there was a cold murderous intent in his stern eyebrows.

"Yes!"

With a swish, one of them raised his spear and threw it at An Zihao viciously.

"Of course, be careful."

An Zihao's expression changed drastically, and he hastily pushed An Ran away. With a puff, the spear was poured into his back, piercing his chest, and the blood bloomed like a rose, staining the entire front of his clothes red...

"elder brother!"

An Ran's heart shrank suddenly, and she screamed in despair. She hurriedly covered her lips, and slowly lay down with tears flowing between her fingers. Her small body trembled because of being too sad...

An Zihao's body shook, and when he turned his head with all his strength, he saw several men rushing towards An Ran with big knives. A bright red light bloomed in his eyes, and that young face was completely pale at this moment... …

"Of course, I'm sorry..."

He closed his eyes gently, and a tear of blood lay down from the corner of his eye.

If there is an afterlife, he will definitely protect her safety...

Inside the inn, the breeze blew past the door, and the hair of black hair was slowly blowing in the wind.

Jun Qingyu sat cross-legged on the bed, she gently raised her hand, and suddenly there was a pile of herbs in front of her, because she was too busy that day, and she hadn't had time to observe these herbs, and only now did she have time...

"Senior, I always feel that there is a strange power in this medicinal material, but I can't find where it is?"

Jun Qingyu frowned slightly. After digging out these medicinal materials that day, she felt a chill, so she took all the medicinal materials back without any hesitation...

"I also have this feeling."

In the soul, there was an old voice: "Little master, some things can be disguised, please check if there are any inappropriate items mixed in it..."

"it is good."

Jun Qingyu nodded slowly, and slightly closed his eyes...

In an instant, countless small green light spots appeared in my mind, and those light spots were the aura possessed by the medicinal materials.

Suddenly, a black light appeared in front of her alarm clock, Jun Qingyu couldn't help but raised his hand to grab it, and then opened his eyes after holding the black light: "Senior, I found it!"

While speaking, she lowered her eyes to look at the thing in her hand.

It was a black rose, and under the lingering cold atmosphere, one's heart trembled unknowingly.

"Little master, use the fire spirit!"

The heart of the Wudao old man trembled, and he said hastily.

Jun Qingyu nodded lightly, and with a swish sound, a fierce flame burned in his palm, and under the burning of the fire spirit, traces of black gas floated into the air.

And after seeing the objects presented in the palm at this time, Jun Qingyu was stunned...

"This...this is..."

Gongfa?

She never thought that the one disguised as a black rose turned out to be a book of exercises...

"Demonic Cultivation Technique?" Jun Qingyu frowned more and more tightly, "Senior, what is this Demonic Cultivation Technique?"

In the soul, silence returned, and just when Jun Qingyu was about to ask again, the trembling voice of old man Wudao sounded.

"The magic cultivation technique turned out to be a magic cultivation technique that disappeared tens of thousands of years ago. Why is this technique here?"

The voice of the Wudao old man has changed, even terrified.

It was the first time for Jun Qingyu to see such a no-way old man, and his expression couldn't help changing: "Senior, is there something wrong with this exercise?"

The old man Wu Dao smiled bitterly: "Little master, you should know that we warriors can break through by absorbing the true energy of the world, but the magic cultivator is different. The magic cultivator absorbs the negative power of this continent, and it can even pass through the dead. Tens of thousands of years ago, a demon cultivator appeared. That demon cultivator was so powerful that he almost slaughtered the entire continent by himself. Since then, many people have wanted to obtain the magic cultivation method, but no one has been able to find it for tens of thousands of years."

"Many people think that this exercise is suitable for those who are cruel at heart, but it is not true. Even if you were a kind person before, after you become a demon cultivator, you will become disowned by your relatives. Even a husband who loves his wife will kill you with his own hands. I lost my beloved wife, this is not because I will become ruthless after practicing the Demon Cultivation Technique, but... the power absorbed by practitioners will control their souls!"

Jun Qingyu loosened his frown: "It seems that this exercise is really dangerous. If so, I will destroy it."

No matter how powerful the magic cultivation technique is, it can make people deny their relatives, so she will never practice it, but this technique will bring her danger, so it is better to destroy it...

"Destroyed? You actually said that you want to destroy the magic cultivation technique?" The old man Wudao was stunned for a moment, and said with a bit of hatred, "Do you know how many people in the realm of God want to compete for the magic cultivation technique? ? How many negative powers and dead energy are there in this world? However, there are only a few magic cultivators, so if you practice magic cultivation skills, the speed will simply increase!"

"But I can't practice this technique, so what's the use of it?" Jun Qingyu raised his eyebrows and said.

The old man Wudao took a deep breath before suppressing the urge to beat Jun Qingyu up.

"Did I ask you to practice? The magic cultivator will control the soul, and the ten puppets in your hand don't have souls. Why don't you let them practice? Don't think that puppets can't practice exercises, you are racist!"

Three black lines suddenly appeared on Jun Qingyu's forehead. She had indeed forgotten about the ten puppets, but it turned into racial discrimination in the mouth of Wudao old man...

"Okay," she raised her eyes slightly, and said lightly, "I'll let them practice this exercise now, but will they be discovered by others when they practice?"

Wudao old man rolled his eyes speechlessly: "Who will see their cultivation with the Suzaku tripod as a cover? It's just that after they memorized the exercises, they destroyed the exercises for safety."

Seeing that what he said was very reasonable, Jun Qingyu summoned Puppet with a thought, then threw the exercise in his hand into his arms, raised his eyebrows and said: "Puppet, ten of you memorized this exercise. After coming down, practice according to the above, and then destroy this exercise."

(End of this chapter)