Master’s plan to revitalize the beautiful girl demon cult

And it is because there are not so many monsters that the huge monster in the middle of Wanding Valley is particularly conspicuous.

"Sure enough, there is a malicious distortion of the way of heaven." He Youzhou shook his head helplessly.

Before, he had not noticed that Heavenly Dao's malicious intent was so strong in Wanding Valley, but now, he felt it.

The evil energy cannot be gathered into a monster originally, but if there is a malicious twist of heaven, then it can.

After all, everything is possible according to God's will.

But if this thing is good for people, that would be even better.

It's a pity that this kind of great will of heaven is more of a bad thing.

"Why is it so sudden?" He Youzhou muttered.

It is impossible for Heaven's malice to accumulate in such a short period of time, unless this place is already full of Heaven's malice.

But this is very contradictory. He, the head of the Tianyan Sect, has never felt the evil intentions of Heaven before.

The only clue he could think of was that he noticed some abnormalities when he was fighting with Xiao Ao Xin.

Maybe all the secrets are buried deep under Wanding Valley.

However, it remains to be found out whether it is really what Youzhou thinks.

But it's obvious that He Youzhou doesn't have this skill now.

"That's weird." He Youzhou shook his head, his face full of helplessness.

But it was helpless, and now it was quite clear what he wanted to do.

He looked at the monster that was exuding evil aura and thought about how to deal with it.

Rather than saying that it is emitting evil spirit, it is better to say that it is the evil spirit itself.

He Youzhou used his finger as a sword and slashed heavily in front of him.

With a stroke of his finger, a sword array suddenly appeared above the monster's head.

A huge sword slowly fell from the sword array, with the momentum to split the entire ground in half.

The power of this sword formation was far from comparable to the sword formation that filled the sky when He Youzhou came to help Wolf City.

At that time, those sword formations wanted quantity, but now it is obvious that they want quality.

This monster formed by the condensed evil spirit suddenly stretched out its tentacles, trying to prevent the sword from landing.

It knows the power of this sword, and it's not that it doesn't want to hide - it's that it has no way to hide.

The moment this monster appeared in the sword formation, it was bound together with the surrounding heaven and earth.

It can only wave its tentacles to resist this sword, and there is no other way.

While the monsters were moving, the entire Wanding Valley resounded with the crazy roars of various monsters.

Its movements aroused the frenzy of the monster beasts in Wanding Valley, which they had finally suppressed.

Wanding Valley, which may not have been quiet for half a day, is boiling again at this moment.

He Youzhou, with tired eyes, turned a deaf ear to the roar of the crazy monster.

He just folded his sleeves with his hands and stood quietly, watching the sword cut the monster in two.

The sword made of spiritual energy tore through the evil spirit around the monster and penetrated its body from above.

It was disembodied and was cut in half by the sword.

The evil spirit continued to leak out from its opening, further intensifying the mania in Wanding Valley.

Unfortunately, this seemed to be its last struggle. Its tentacles gradually fell weakly to the ground and then disappeared into the air.

He Youzhou was tired and didn't want to exercise too strenuously. It would be best if he could just kill this monster.

But He Youzhou only knew that this was his daydream.

With a roar, the surface of Wanding Valley broke open, and the terrain that had been changed once was destroyed again.

Nowadays, no one would recognize that this place was originally Wanding Valley.

Then the soil rolled down and a giant turtle carrying a shabby palace climbed out of the ground and let out a long cry.

"That's it." He Youzhou sighed.

Chapter 338: Chapter 1: Eating the consequences of the past

When He Youzhou saw the giant turtle carrying a shabby palace, he seemed to understand why the monster appeared just now.

Many years ago, monks existed in Wanding Valley, and this palace was where the ancient monks lived.

If there are monks, there will definitely be elixirs. Even if there are no elixirs, there will be other things that steal spiritual energy.

And of course, if there are these things, there must be the malicious intent of Heaven.

Tiandao's malice was buried deep underground with the sinking of the palace. This is why He Youzhou could not clearly feel Tiandao's malice.

Originally, the evil intentions of Heaven here in Wanding Valley would probably be buried forever.

It is a pity that Heavenly Dao does not seem to want the evil consequences caused by those monks in the past to disappear.

Now those monks who planted the seeds of the devil have completely stirred up the deep-seated malice of heaven.

Maybe they had refined elixirs here, or maybe they had done something else here.

But they must have done something that would accumulate the evil will of heaven.

The people of today attract ill will, implicating the ill will of the past.

The combination of the two resulted in the current disaster.

He Youzhou looked at the giant turtle and let out a long sigh.

The troubles brought about by people eventually fall on their heads.

But the problem is that some people are innocent and have nothing to do with this disaster.

Innocent people should bear the disaster together. This is probably what He Youzhou thinks is the most unreasonable part of the malicious nature of Heaven.

He Daoyuan had discussed this matter with him many times, but in the end it was nothing because he and He Daoyuan's opinions were too different.

"Boom -" The giant turtle crawled out of the soil with difficulty, and a large number of bricks shook off the palace on its body.

After the bricks hit the ground, they shattered like tofu, without any feeling of their hardness.

This giant turtle is not a living thing, it is dead.

Its head can see the yellowed bones through the shriveled skin, and there are no eyeballs in the position of its eyes.

The giant turtle's shell was full of cracks, as if it had been beaten thousands of times by someone.

But the dead giant turtle was indeed moving in front of He Youzhou, and even made a sound - although the sound was very unpleasant, like the whistling sound of a wind tunnel.

"Heaven's evil intentions..." He Youzhou muttered to himself and pulled out the iron sword from its scabbard.

This is not a true immortal, but it is also a manifestation of the evil intentions of heaven.

People of Tianyan Sect should remember that they need to be cautious when facing the evil intentions of Heaven.

If people do not do this, they will be defeated by the evil intentions of heaven.

"Qiang——" The iron sword made a clear sound, covering up the roars of the crazy monsters in Wanding Valley.

And in the sound of the sword, the evil energy that had escaped from the monster suddenly gathered, and then enveloped the giant turtle.

The evil spirit got in from the giant turtle's eyes, mouth, and even the gaps in its shell, occupying its entire body.

Dark purple tentacles spread out from the edge of the turtle shell and headed straight for He Youzhou.

He Youzhou chopped off the tentacles with a sword, and then looked at the giant turtle.

In the palace on the back of the giant turtle, you can even see the bones of some monks.

The practice clothes that used to accentuate the monk's celestial spirit now looked like rags.

"It's really..." He Youzhou sighed, "Dizziness..."

But don't get me wrong, He Youzhou was not dizzy because of this giant bird, he had not recovered from the dizziness just now.

If you give him an hour, he will be much better.

However, this giant turtle corpse infected by the evil spirit was not prepared to give He Youzhou that much time to rest.

The chopped tentacles turned into countless evil spirits and enveloped He Youzhou.

These evil spirits can't only be used to make monsters go berserk, even humans can be used to do so.

The evil spirit penetrated through the spiritual energy shield and flowed directly into He Youzhou's body.

Veins popped up on He Youzhou's skin, which looked quite scary.

But his expression looked very calm, not like he had lost his mind at all.

When the sword was held in his hand, all the spiritual energy on the sword was used by He Youzhou, and the evil energy in his body was not a problem for him.

He Youzhou took a step forward, and the evil spirit suddenly dissipated, lingering around him, but could not enter his body again.

This scene was like He Youzhou walking out of a thick fog.

"Buzz--" The giant turtle corpse, which had been twisted by the evil spirit and the evil spirit of heaven, suddenly grew a little bigger every second.

Then another second passed, and the giant turtle's body continued to grow.

In just a few moments, it occupied almost a quarter of the Wanding Valley.

In front of it, He Youzhou, a sword cultivator, looked as small as a peanut.

The dilapidated palace looked like a city at the moment.

The skeletons of the monks above were all enlarged, like giants.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but the bones of the monks on the giant turtle's back were shaking as if they were dancing.

The giant turtle raised its foot and stepped heavily on He Youzhou.

This foot is probably a mountain.

At the same time, the surrounding evil spirits gathered at the location where the giant turtle was about to trample, turning into a large whirlpool.

In Heyouzhou, the center of the whirlpool, all directions were blocked, and only the sky could be seen above the head.

But it is estimated that soon, He Youzhou will not even be able to see the sky above his head, because the giant turtle's feet are about to step over.

"Comparing size?" He Youzhou tilted his head and said.

After saying that, he gently raised the sword in his hand.

The moment the iron sword was raised, the ground under the giant turtle's feet cracked.

A sword with the same size as it rose up from the ground, looking like an aurora from a distance.

With a "click" sound, the giant turtle's plastron was split open by a sword. The strong plastron was as fragile as a piece of paper.

But this sword was far more than that. After the slash shattered the plastron, it continued to extend.

"Qiang——" The melodious voice echoed in the valley.

The giant turtle was split in two.

The dilapidated palace also collapsed along with the cracks of the giant turtle's corpse.

No matter how glorious the palace was before, it is meaningless now.

A large amount of evil energy flowed out from the direction where the giant turtle was split, and headed into the distance.

After the two battles just now, if He Youzhou didn't know that this group of evil spirits had self-awareness, he would be in vain as an old monk.

"Death." He Youzhou said indifferently.

He did not swing the sword. Instead, he put the iron sword back into the scabbard.

The scabbard and sword grid collided, making a crisp sound.

The next moment, the evil spirit in the sky felt like it was under some pressure. It was continuously compressed and finally shrank to a point.

After shrinking to a point, time seemed to freeze for a moment.