Start: Forced by the family to become a magician

He sent a voice transmission message to the suzerain, but there was no reply.

He had no choice but to hold a meeting of elders.

"Great Elder, my Ten Thousand Corpse Sect is the master of the Demon Dao, how can I just watch him wipe out those demon cultivators? I think the move of the Heavenly Sword Sect is declaring war on my Ten Thousand Corpse Sect!"

Lin Qianchao said coldly.

Elder Zhenyue at the side heard the words, nodded and said: "Elder Lin is right, I also think that Tianjianzong's actions are attacking our Ten Thousand Corpse Sect."

"Many demon cultivators are now asking for help from our sect. If we stand by and watch, how can our sect have the face to call ourselves the leader of the demon sect in the future!"

As soon as these words came out, many elders nodded slightly.

At this time, Pei Kun said slowly: "I think our sect should not act rashly. The Tianjian sect is only targeting those casual cultivators of the demonic way. If our sect makes a move, then the nature will be different."

"When the time comes, Xiaoyaomen will definitely not stand idly by, and then Mixingu will join in. In the end, it will definitely turn into a war between good and evil!"

"The most important point is, now that our Demon Sect is weak, how can we resist the massive attack of the Heavenly Sword Sect?"

After speaking, Pei Kun glanced at everyone.

"This…"

"Elder Pei is right."

"Well, for the sake of the overall situation, we should still stand still and wait for the suzerain to come back before making a decision."

"But once we don't care about the life and death of those monks of the Demonic Dao, what face will our sect have in the future to claim to be the master of the Demonic Dao!"

The elders were discussing.

"Great Elder, I think our sect should stop it. Even if it triggers a war between evil and evil, our Ten Thousand Corpse Sect may not be powerless!"

Lin Qianchao spoke again.

The Great Elder stroked his forehead lightly, but did not speak.

For such an important matter, he did not dare to make a decision lightly. One careless move would cause the Ten Thousand Corpse Sect to suffer eternal infamy, or even be destroyed forever.

At this moment, Pei Kun took a step forward and said in a low voice: "Elder, I have a way to perfectly solve this matter."

"Oh? In what way?"

The great elder frowned.

"Great Elder, the Heavenly Sword Sect's slaying demons and defending the Dao this time is entirely due to the demon cultivators slaughtering cities in the Heavenly Sword Sect's territory and practicing evil methods, which angered the Heavenly Sword Sect."

"If we secretly find out this demon cultivator and give it to Tianjianzong, won't we be able to appease the anger of Tianjianzong?"

Pei Kun looked at the Great Elder.

When the Great Elder heard this, his eyes lit up.

"This is a solution, but even the Heavenly Sword Sect can't catch this person, how can our sect find it?"

Pei Kun narrowed his eyes slightly, and said quietly:

"Elder, I know."

Chapter 158 Blood Induction Technique

...

In the dark room, Pei Kun sat cross-legged expressionlessly.

A strange blood-colored pentagram pattern was carved on the open space in front of him, and a dilapidated corpse was placed in the center of the blood-colored pentagram pattern.

The armor on the body was already broken, and the whole body was pitch-black, exuding a faint corpse aura.

This is his refined corpse, zombie army.

Pei Kun looked at the dilapidated zombie army in front of him, and there was a trace of deep-seated hatred in his cloudy eyes.

All his refining corpses and all his painstaking efforts were destroyed in Fang Mo's hands.

"My dear disciple, as a teacher, I know that the mysterious demon cultivator who massacred in the Heavenly Sword Sect recently must be you."

"Although I don't know what kind of evil law you are cultivating, but if you don't die, it's hard to get rid of the hatred in your heart as a teacher!"

Pei Kun narrowed his eyes slightly and his voice was cold.

"You forced me to do this, but I want to see how you die in the face of the siege of the two sects of righteousness and demons!"

As soon as the words fell, Pei Kun's rickety body shook suddenly, and the majestic corpse aura swept out of his body, pouring into the bloody pentagram pattern under the zombie army continuously.

In an instant, the entire room was filled with corpse air, and the temperature plummeted.

Corpse Qi continued to pour in, and the bloody pattern gradually shone with blood.

As time passed, Pei Kun's face became paler.

Suddenly, the bloody pentagram in the bloody pattern on the ground was full of blood, and condensed into a bloody pentagram phantom in the air, shooting directly into the zombie's body.

Seeing this, Pei Kun's eyes burst into a gleam.

"Blood Attraction!"

With a low shout, Pei Kun bit his middle finger and pressed it directly on Zhuang Jun's forehead, the blood on his hand was absorbed by him in an instant.

Feeling the loss of blood in his body, Pei Kun's face was solemn, and he chanted the mantra lightly.

And as Pei Kun chanted the mantra, Zombie Army's body began to tremble, and the amplitude became more and more violent.

"Gather!"

Seeing this, Pei Kun gave a loud shout.

Zombie Army's body suddenly stopped, and a drop of scarlet blood rose slowly from Zombie Army's body.

Looking at the drop of scarlet blood in the air, Pei Kun's eyes showed a hint of ecstasy.

The next second, a black compass appeared in Pei Kun's hand, and he pointed in the air, and the drop of scarlet blood flew straight into the compass in midair.

Seeing this, Pei Kun secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, Pei Kun's face was haggard, and his body exuded a strong sense of death.

But Pei Kun didn't care about it, he looked down at the black compass in his hand, showing a cold smile.

"Jie Jie... My boy, we will see you soon..."

...

Sifang City, Yudanfang.

Wu Mo stood in front of the window, looking calmly at the crowded crowd on the street below.

Since the Heavenly Sword Sect wanted to eliminate demons and protect the Dao, countless demon cultivators flooded into Sifang City to seek refuge during this period, resulting in a sudden increase in the population of Sifang City, which put a lot of pressure on the City Lord's Mansion.

But these have nothing to do with Wu Mo.

All he has to do is add another fire.

At this time, the door opened.

"What are you looking for from me?"

Fu Qing strode in.

Wu Mo turned around slowly, looked at Fu Qing and said, "Follow me out of the city for a few days."

"Out of town?"

Fu Qing frowned slightly.

"kindness."

Wu Mo nodded.

"It's dangerous to go out of the city right now. The Heavenly Sword Sect is going around exterminating demons. What if we encounter them?" Fu Qing was a little suspicious.

"It's okay, now Tianjianzong is cleaning up the magic cultivators in its own territory, and it is safe for the time being."

"In that case, well, when will we leave?"

"Now."

After half a stick of incense, two figures in black robes walked out from the back door of Yudanfang.

...

On the golden cloud boat.

"Where are we going?"

Fu Qing asked.

"A remote town."

"By the way, what do you think of the mysterious demon cultivator who caused Tianjianzong's anger this time?"

Wu Mo turned his head to look at Fu Qing, his tone was somewhat casual.

Hearing the words, Fu Qing pondered for a while, and said slowly: "For the devil, this is not a good thing. If this devil does not die, it will be a disaster for the entire cultivation world."

"Oh? How do you say this?"

Wu Mo frowned.

"None of the nearly 30 people in the two cities was spared. Most of them are ordinary people. Such cruel and bloodthirsty acts are appalling."

"I've never heard of a peerless demon who killed mortals like this. This person is simply the demon of demons!"

Fu Qing's tone was a little dignified.

"Don't forget, you are a practitioner now. In our eyes, all mortals are ants."

Wu Mo said lightly.

Hearing this, Fu Qing took a deep look at Wu Mo, and said in a deep voice, "Don't forget, we were all ants."

Wu Mo smiled lightly and stopped talking.

...

Three days later, Jin Yunzhou stopped in a remote town.