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Chapter 497

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The old Asmodian's slender wrists were trembling, looking like dry twigs. With such wrists, he might not even be able to satisfy his own needs, not to mention holding a weapon and fighting with humans.

Also, judging from the feeble breath of life of this old man, he did not have any combat ability to speak of. The spell of sand molding was beautiful, but no matter how beautiful it was, it would be meaningless if it could not be used in actual combat.

But what could a feeble old man prove? Any tribe that was good at fighting would not lack old, weak, sick or disabled people who had lost their ability to fight. Could it prove that the entire desert Asmodians were not having sex? There was no such logic in the world. Therefore, as far as Wang Lu was concerned, this old Asmodian's self-proof logic was simply hilarious …

But right at this moment, Feng Yin could not help but explain, "Brother, they really have no ability to fight."

Before Ouyang Shang could say anything, Wang Lu had already scolded, "You talk too much! No ability to fight? You said in the letter that Zhang Sheng and Wang Chenye were taken away by force. Is that bullsh * t? How can they take away the elites of the golden generation without combat ability? "

Feng Yin said at once, "It's a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding. That is a complete misunderstanding. How … how can I explain this? Brother Zhang and Brother Wang had special reasons. They were poisoned, but they did not know. No, actually, we were all poisoned. It's just that … "

At this moment, Feng Yin did not seem to be good with words. In a hurry, his ability to express himself had degraded to the level of an ape. For a moment, he was so anxious that he was waving his hands and feet, but he still could not express himself clearly. Wang Lu looked on and sighed to himself. No wonder after a hundred years, he was often scolded by Wang Wu. This old guy really had a low IQ …

How could he reach the peak of the Semi-God Realm in just over 200 years with this IQ? Even Lu Li, whom Ouyang Shang thought highly of, was only at the peak of the Nascent Soul Realm …

"Let me explain it. After all, it all started because of us."

The old Asmodian sighed again and then told them the ins and outs of the story.

The story went on for a long time, but Wang Lu and Ouyang Shang just stood quietly on the sand dune and listened. They didn't even care that the sun was gradually rising and the sunlight was burning hot.

It was a story full of twists and turns. The story was divided into two stages. The first one was about the abduction of a disciple of Spirit Sword Sect.

First of all, Zhang Sheng and Wang Chenye were indeed abducted by force, but the two women who abducted them at that time did not want to harm them. Instead, they saw that they were poisoned and were almost beyond cure, so in a moment of desperation, they directly snatched them away to save them. As for why the two elite cultivators were unable to resist … it was precisely because they didn't know that they had been poisoned. They thought that they still had immortal spells and cultivation, but in fact, they couldn't even resist two ordinary demon women.

At that time, Feng Yin and the others happened to be separated from them and were not at the scene. It was only when he used the Shadow Viewing Spell to go back in time that he discovered their whereabouts. At that time, he had only seen two Demon Race women forcibly snatch him away, and he had even tracked the two of them into a room … Naturally, he had turned pale with fright and hurriedly wrote a letter to Ouyang Shang for help. In the end, not long after the letter was sent, it was discovered that everything was a misunderstanding.

Then, he would explain the strange behavior of the two women.

"They are the tribe's poison extracting physicians. Whenever a tribesman is unfortunately eroded by the sand poison, it's them who would absorb the poison through yin and yang intercourse. This is the only detoxification method that our tribe has known for thousands of years. Moreover, at that time, the situation was urgent. If there was a slight delay, the poison might break out. Moreover … because of this poison extracting technique, they couldn't speak, so they couldn't explain it. "

"… So that's how it is. It's actually a blessing in disguise for those two."

In the course of the story, in order to explain in detail, Feng Yin even used the Shadow Viewing Spell again to show the scene that he saw that day … The two demon race poison extracting physicians who forcibly rescued them were sexy and hot beauties. Although there were still some flaws in the standard of cultivators, for the two people who had never tasted meat, it was not a big problem.

The whole story was basically reasonable, and with Feng Yin's repeated corroboration, there were not too many doubtful points to scrutinize. The only question was … how did he get poisoned out of the blue? Moreover, what kind of poison was it that could make a group of elite cultivators of Spirit Sword Sect unknowingly fall into it — at that time, under the vague reminder of Feng Yin, they had been extra careful and on strict guard!

"It's the sand poison." The old demon explained, "It's also a nightmare that has plagued our tribe for two thousand years. The essence of this poison is an invisible devil's curse. When the curse is calm, it is colorless and tasteless, and it kills people invisibly. But when the curse breaks out, it will form a sandstorm that sweeps the desert, wiping out all life. "

Upon hearing the explanation of the old demon, Wang Lu was immediately surprised: What kind of new development is this? Can it make the royal family of the demon world have a nightmare for two thousand years? What kind of sacred being is this? How could there be such a powerful existence in the northern desert of the Savage Land?

Then, the old demon began to tell the first story, which was also the content of the first letter from Feng Yin: The desert demons can control the sandstorm.

"In fact, we can influence the sandstorm to a certain extent, but to say that we can freely control it …" The old demon shook his head with a wry smile. "What we can do is to sacrifice our flesh and blood in exchange for a moment of satisfaction for the invisible devil, and thus linger on at death's door."

After a pause, the old demon continued, "That invisible devil has endless divine power. Just by raising its hand, it can reverse the sun and the moon and reverse the flow of the river. Two thousand years ago, this desert used to be a lush forest. But it was corroded by its sand poison, and in just a few decades, it turned into yellow sand. "

Upon hearing this, Wang Lu was even more surprised. This desert was roughly thousands of miles in radius, yet it was actually corroded by an invisible devil? This … this was probably not a mortal means!

"Two thousand years ago, our tribe fought bravely against it, but … you can see the situation now. We lost and completely became the plaything in the palm of the invisible devil. We thrive in this only oasis, and then contribute our flesh and blood essence to it in exchange for its curse to subside, so as to linger on at death's door. In other words, we are just like livestock. And two thousand years of livestock life has made us completely lose the ability to resist. Although we have royal blood, most of our people can't even activate the demon armor. Like me, the demon armor can cover one third of my body. Even if my body can't even support the weight of the demon armor, it's enough for me to be a tribal elder. Therefore, you don't have to worry about us, the remnants of the demon race, provoking the great war of immortals and demons. We don't have that strength at all. Right now, we just hope to live peacefully, that's all. "

Wang Lu frowned. These words sounded unimaginable. The former royal family of the demon world had now become a livestock plaything? Tsk, if he hadn't seen the current tragedy of the demon world with his own eyes, as well as the mountain of hundreds of millions of demon race corpses, he would not believe that the powerful race that had once plunged the Nine Regions into a crisis of extinction twice would actually fall to this point!

However, this was very likely to be the truth. While they were talking, some curious demons passed by nearby. Without exception, they all showed signs of exhaustion. Even though most of them knew how to use spells and their bloodline also contained magical ability, they had no fighting power at all.

They were indeed like a group of pigs and dogs waiting to be slaughtered.

At this time, the demon race elder continued, "A few days ago, it was the day when the tribal priest went to the altar to carry out the blood sacrifice. As a result, we were accidentally seen by them and mistakenly thought that we could control the sandstorm with evil method. They mistakenly entered the altar area and didn't carry out the blood sacrifice, so some of them were cursed. Fortunately, at that time, the invisible devil had just eaten its fill and had no intention to pursue the matter. Otherwise, I'm afraid that before my tribe's poison-extracting doctor could do it, their flesh and blood would melt. At that time … it would be even more unclear. "

At this point, the two letters from Feng Yin could be explained.

Wang Lu sneered and said, "Yes, fortunately, the most extreme situation didn't happen. Otherwise, I wouldn't even give you the chance to speak!"

Even if the question was solved, Wang Lu's attitude still seemed aggressive. It was true that the calm attitude of this old demon race man was enough to dispel most people's doubts. At least, Ouyang Shang gradually put down his hostile attitude. However, for Wang Lu, no amount of proof was more convincing than the established history of "the golden generation had died in the hands of the demon race".

The Elder of the Demon Race was not angered by this. "Sigh, all of this is indeed our own fault. If we had explained everything to you earlier, those two wouldn't have been poisoned and almost lost their lives."

Feng Yin could not help but say, "Elder, this is not your fault. After all, we are just outsiders. At that time, our two races didn't even speak the same language, so how could we expect you to tell us the tribal secret? It was us who were too reckless at that time. "

Feng Yin's complete defection made Wang Lu frown, thinking, "I can't believe you, this old thing, was such a fool a hundred years ago!"

But on the other hand, it also forced Wang Lu to think about a problem.

Could it be that the devils in the desert … were really innocent? After all, in the end, Wang Lu did not know the truth of the complete annihilation of the golden generation. He could only basically conclude that it was related to the demon race. However, the demon race in the world might not be the only one in this desert oasis. With this group of scum who had lost all their fighting power, it was impossible for them to bring such a big loss to the Lingjian School.

With the current clues, Wang Lu still could not come to a strong conclusion, but he could at least be sure of one thing.

"In that case, we will take our leave first. Thank you for taking care of my Spirit Sword Sect during this period of time. If there is a chance in the future, I will definitely repay you. "

With that, Wang Lu directly ordered Feng Yin, "Gather the team and leave immediately."

Feng Yin was taken aback. "Leave immediately?"

"Otherwise, do you also want to be raised as a livestock by the invisible devil? I know that you feel that these demons have done you a favor, so you should repay them, but there's no need to put your life on the line here — you have to know that the sect's nurturing and nurturing is the first thing! "

Wang Lu's words immediately made Feng Yin speechless. And that demon race Elder just faintly sighed and silently nodded.

It could be seen that he did seem to have a little expectation for the cultivators of Spirit Sword Sect, like a drowning man catching a straw. However, he also knew that it was just a fantasy. How could a group of young people with the highest cultivation base of King Pill contend against that invisible devil?

Therefore, even though things seemed to be very hasty, Feng Yin still gathered all the disciples of Spirit Sword Sect in the tribe and prepared to leave. Even Zhang Sheng and Wang Chenye, who were full of spirit, rushed over — the poison extraction technique of the demon race poison extracting physicians was indeed powerful.

After seeing Ouyang Shang and Wang Lu, most of the disciples seemed to be pleasantly surprised and quickly agreed to leave with them … except for one person.

"Big Brother, Senior Brother Wang Lu, I'm sorry, but I can't go with you."

The one who spoke was Zhang Sheng. This young cultivator was like a sharp sword, exuding a sharp temperament all over his body. His sword intent was so pure that Wang Lu couldn't help but praise it — such a sword intent was perhaps comparable to Liu Li!

It's just that, this IQ seems to be comparable to little Liu Li … Can't go with us? Are you planning to settle down here?!

His fellow disciples also looked at him curiously. Ouyang Shang said, "Tell me the reason."

Zhang Sheng slightly frowned, seemingly having some difficulty organizing his words. After a moment of silence, he said in a sinking voice, "Because my heart has already stayed here."

"What?"

Then he saw Zhang Sheng turn his head. Under a palm tree not far away, a graceful woman was silently watching him.

Wang Lu remembered very clearly that she was the poison extracting physician who performed the poison extraction technique on Zhang Sheng …

"Big Brother, Senior Brother Wang Lu, I … can't leave her alone, so I'm sorry, I can't go."

After saying these words, Zhang Sheng gently breathed a sigh of relief. The people around him were petrified.

Can't leave her alone? Did this guy fall in love with that demon race doctor? Just because the two of them have had a one-night stand? This …

"Ouyang Shang!"

In the silence, Wang Lu roared, stepped forward, and grabbed Ouyang Shang's collar.

"Look at what you've done!"

When everyone was curious about what this had to do with Ouyang Shang, Wang Lu angrily said, "I've already told you to find a mermaid in Blessed Fountain. Send the video to this group of stupid virgins who have never seen meat to improve their taste! But you're so reserved! Now it's fun, right? You've been seduced by a native girl! "

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