Master’s plan to revitalize the beautiful girl demon cult

When the cloaked man who led the others spoke, his head tilted ninety degrees, and his tone was a bit serious.

The difference from other cloaked men is that he has a name, and his name is Daokong.

Most of the cloaked men do not have their own names and call each other "he". Only a small number of cloaked men can be given Dharma names by their master.

The cloaked man stared at the piece of cloth on the ground. It contained the hard work of the cloaked men, and it was something close to the unity of all things.

This piece of cloth has a fatal temptation for any cloak wearer.

If You Daokong hadn't been here, the other cloaked men might not have been able to be so self-disciplined.

"But there wasn't enough material. He didn't collect enough material before he died." Daokong said in a very slow voice.

The other cloaked men kept listening without saying anything, like a group of corpses.

But their constantly turning eyes and the burning greed in their eyes showed that he was still alive - at best, he looked too much like a corpse.

"There's still a lot to be done." Daokong picked up the piece of cloth on the ground, and the eyes of the other cloaked men immediately followed.

"Today is the last day of the Yunshang Exhibition. We have no chance to show our aesthetics to others." Daokong's voice was a little disappointed.

In fact, if the actions of this group of cloaked men were not so cruel, they would still be a little childish.

It's a pity that their way of "collecting materials" is really anti-human, and this childish behavior will only make people feel crazy.

"Let's go and collect materials now." Daokong suddenly said, pushing open the cellar door.

The other cloaked men followed Daokong in an orderly manner without saying a word.

The movement of them leaving the cellar soon attracted the attention of the Teng family.

Standing together, they exuded a sinister aura that made it intimidating, let alone coming into contact with them.

Each of them looked in different directions, as if looking for something.

Daokong put the blood-stained yellow cloth that contained a lot of "material" over his shoulders.

"The material here should be enough." He said.

As soon as he finished saying this, the other cloaked men staggered away.

The servant of the Teng family who was taking care of the yard saw the strange man who usually squatted in the cellar walking around in the yard, and his face turned pale with fear.

None of the servants dared to raise their heads and look at the cloaked man, for fear of getting into some trouble that they shouldn't get into.

It's a pity that even if they lower their heads, they can't escape their bad luck.

"You! What are you doing! Help! Help!!!" A servant screamed as he was picked up like a chicken by a cloaked man.

"This is good." Daokong glanced at this servant for a few times and nodded, as if he recognized something.

The next second, the cloaked man threw the servant to Daokong.

Daokong caught the servant with a yellow cloth and let the cloth swallow him whole.

There was not even a chance for anyone to blink during the entire process.

"Master of the house!!! Master of the house!!!"

"Something is bad!"

The servants made frightened screams, but these sounds soon disappeared in the yard.

Daokong looked at the yellow cloth draped on his shoulders, his eyes filled with relief.

material?Isn’t there material everywhere?

This place makes it much easier to find materials on the mountains and outside the fortress. You can actually catch a lot of them in one go.

Master said that you should keep a low profile when looking for materials, but that is really troublesome.

"Evil Cultivator!" At the moment when Daokong was immersed in some kind of satisfaction, a hand had already grabbed the cloaked men from a distance.

Although the hand was still some distance away from these cloaked men, the huge claws created by spiritual energy were already coming towards them.

The claws flattened everything they passed, and even the eaves on both sides were turned into powder.

A cloaked man was torn to pieces on the spot before he had time to react.

Daokong glanced at his torn companion, slightly surprised.

All of them here have at least the strength of the Dan Formation stage. If you want to kill them instantly, you have to crush them with strength.

Daokong looked deeply at the monk who attacked them. He was an old man with an immortal spirit, his hair and beard were all gray.

"Nascent Soul Stage?" Daokong murmured.

This monk is almost in the middle stage of Nascent Soul and can indeed crush most of the people on their side.

Every stage of the Nascent Soul stage is extremely difficult to break through, but on the contrary, it will be stronger after the breakthrough.

The reason for overcoming the difficulty is simple - natural disaster.

It's just that the cloaked man doesn't need to consider this issue when he breaks through. They are in harmony and have circumvented the evil intentions of heaven.

Unfortunately, it is also extremely difficult for them to improve their cultivation because all aspects are unified.

"The Teng family treats you well, but you are killing people in the Teng family." The monks worshiped by the Teng family coldly swept away these cloaked guests.

Every aristocratic family has its own monks, many of whom have advanced levels of cultivation.

This is also the reason why General Wolf will not easily conflict with the family. Once the dog jumps over the wall, Wolf City will definitely be plunged into a sea of ​​​​fire.

How can any human city withstand the wrath of a few Nascent Soul monks?

"It's very troublesome. We may die a lot of people." Daokong said without emotion.

The other cloaked men remained silent, as if they had no fear of death.

The same was true for the cloaked man He Youzhou killed. The reason for running away was just to keep this piece of cloth.

"Death, no problem." The cloaked man who had been instantly killed by the Teng family monk stood up crookedly like a deflated balloon filled with air.

"Hmph..." The Fuji family monk's expression became much more serious. He was facing a group of monsters.

Where does this monster come from?Lieguo turned over and over but could only find about twenty practitioners of the Nascent Soul stage, and two or three appeared in front of him.

Although there are many hermits, there are not many hermits.

When two or three Nascent Soul practitioners move together, it is simply a moving disaster.

He has secretly informed the practitioners from other aristocratic families about the situation here.

Now he could only hope he could hold out and get someone else to come.

Of course, it is unknown whether other aristocratic families will send people.

Chapter 117: Chapter 47 Because it’s easy

"I'll deal with him, and you continue to collect materials." Daokong's bloated body came to the front.

If they were to fight the monk in front of them normally, their companions who did not have the Nascent Soul Stage would definitely be killed instantly.

The other cloaked guests nodded and dispersed in different directions.

The monk from the Teng family noticed this and instantly reached out to grab a certain cloaked man from the air.

The cloaked man who was caught only had the cultivation level of the Dan Formation stage, so he was killed with one blow as expected.

Moreover, the Fuji family monks also realized that if these cloaked men were killed only once, they would stand up again, so they directly used their spiritual claws to grab the rags on the ground and crush them further.

"You killed too many people." Daokong turned his eyes stiffly to his killed companions and said.

However, the Fuji family monks wasted a lot of time in order to completely kill a cloaked man, but the other cloaked men had already dispersed.

"I am not the only cultivator worshiped by the Teng family." The monk said.

"We know." How could Daokong not know how many monks there are in the Teng family? They have lived here for a long time.

The Fuji family has always understood that they are raising tigers, but now it's just that the tiger wants to eat people.

The cloaked man has never regarded the Teng family as his benefactors or friends, and the head of the Teng family must have known this well.

Therefore, the Fuji family should not be surprised when this kind of scene occurs.

"I warned the head of the Teng family not to do this." The Teng family monk said helplessly, "You are just a group of monsters."

"We also think he is strange." Daokong tilted his head ninety degrees and said.

Daokong had long said that the head of the Teng family was strange. He seemed to think that his bet would definitely win, and he didn't seem to consider the possibility of failure at all.

Of course, if some special circumstances did not arise, they, the cloaked men, would not be prepared to take action against the Teng family.

It's just that the world is full of accidents, and there were minor accidents in their process of unifying. In order to make up for these accidents, they chose the Teng family, which is the most convenient.

The Fuji family monk flicked his arm and pulled everything around Daokong towards him.

However, Daokong was an exception. He stood firmly in place like a stone statue and was not affected by the other party's spiritual energy.

Daokong took off the cloth he used to cover up the Wanxiang cloak and slowly walked towards the Teng family monk.

The so-called Wanxiang Cloak is a cloak sewn from countless pieces of skin and cloth.

As he walked toward the Fuji family monks, his body changed little by little, and he soon transformed from a human into a monster that resembled a bear and a dragon.

The skin of this monster is the Myriad Cloak, and every bone in it comes from Daokong himself.

Then, Daokong raised his paw and met the palm of the Teng family monk.

There is no need for the Fuji family monks to pull him over, he will leave on his own.

With a roar, spiritual energy and brute force continuously collided together, causing huge vibrations.

However, the vibration did not reach outside the Teng family's house at all, and all sounds were muffled by the cloaked man's spiritual energy.

Even if he is General Wolf, he must not be able to notice this in a short time.

For the cloaked man, the only threat is the foreign aid that the Teng family may bring in.

There was a "click" sound, and the claws created by the Fuji family monks with spiritual energy were crushed bit by bit.

After Daokong crushed the claw, his elastic body changed again and turned into an ape sewn from cloth.

He grabbed the Fuji monk's arm with one hand and threw him to the ground, shattering the aura shield.

"Ahem..." The Teng family monk spit out a mouthful of blood, his expression full of disbelief.

However, he did not give in. He threw out a talisman and stuck it to Daokong's body.

The spiritual energy ignited the talisman, igniting purple flames on Daokong, and swallowed him whole in just a few seconds.

The Teng family monk who exhausted his spiritual energy to ignite the purple fire couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

He distanced himself from Daokong and took the time to adjust his breathing.

This gorgeous purple fire can buy him enough time, and after it burns out, Daokong will either die or be injured.

"Do you know what the unity of all things means?" Daokong's voice reached the ears of the Fuji family monks over the sound of crackling flames.

The purple fire burned out, leaving Daokong unscathed.

There wasn't even a single scorch mark left on that cloak.

Daokong shook his body and returned to his bloated figure.

"That's how everything is unified." Daokong stretched out his hand and grabbed the Teng family monk on the ground.

The Fuji family monk who was picked up felt that something in him was passing away rapidly, and he couldn't help but be frightened.

It's not aura, but something else.

"Why is the gap so far!?" The Teng family monk was unconvinced. He was also at the Nascent Soul stage, so why was Daokong so much stronger than him.

"I don't know, maybe it's because you have no faith." Daokong said, his eyes turning 360 degrees.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh,!!!!” Teng family monks screamed as their bodies seeped into the yellow cloth bit by bit.

Within a moment, he disappeared from the world, leaving only a few magical weapons that could not be fused on the ground.

Daokong was not interested in the magic weapon, so he stepped directly on it and walked forward.

Then he saw the head of the Teng family sitting slumped on a chair, smoking continuously.

He took puff after puff, staring intently at the door.