Under the dual effects of the Heavenly Fiend Chaos God Formation and the True Demonic Blood Lotus fragrance, the minds of all the demonic cultivators and beasts present were affected.
Especially the beasts, whose intelligence was low to begin with, they had already completely lost their minds.
The crocodile closest to the pool could not help but take a step forward.
How could Wang Daoyuan let go of this opportunity to cause trouble, he waved the bone sword in his hand and slashed at the crocodile.
The bone sword was far inferior to the White Tiger Blade after all, and this crocodile was also high grade rank three with a body of hard armor.
The sword slashed down, only leaving a bloody mark on the crocodile's body.
The crocodile felt the pain and bit towards Wang Daoyuan.
Wang Daoyuan hurriedly dodged and shouted: "How can such a treasure fall into the hands of evil creatures?"
Hearing this, the other demonic cultivators also wanted to make a move.
The beasts' bodies were strong, and their physical strength was much more durable than their spirit power.
Once they fell into a chaotic battle, the beasts might take advantage of them in the end.
Everyone was on guard against the beasts, but did not dare to make the first move.
Now that Wang Daoyuan took the lead, the others were no longer polite and attacked the beasts around them.
In such a narrow terrain, long-range spells were not very useful.
In a one on one situation, the beasts had a huge advantage, but the demonic cultivators had the advantage in numbers after all.
The beasts' overall strength was still a bit lacking.
Wang Daoyuan took out the Demonic Note Soul Subduing Bell and attacked everyone indiscriminately, disturbing their minds.
Not long after, all the demonic cultivators and beasts were bloodshot, they completely lost their minds and fell into a berserk state.
Flying Sand Sanren was also experienced, how could he let go of this opportunity?
He took out the bone wheel and cut off the stem of the True Demonic Blood Lotus.
The bone wheel flew back and brought the lotus into his hand.
Under the multiple effects, most of the demonic cultivators and beasts did not notice that the True Demonic Blood Lotus was gone.
At this time, a thin cultivator took out a bell-shaped magic tool.
A low chime of a bell sounded, and everyone was awakened from their stupor.
The thin cultivator pointed at Flying Sand Sanren and said: "A bunch of idiots, someone set up a formation here, you all fell for it.
The lotus was also snatched by him, what's the point of fighting? "
This bastard had been hiding in a corner to watch the show. He wanted to wait for everyone to fight to the death before he made a move.
Wang Daoyuan was infuriated. He had met someone of the same trade.
People of the same trade are enemies. I've always been the one to fish in troubled waters, but this grandson dared to fish in troubled waters in front of me.
As a gentleman, how could he allow such a despicable person to live in this world?
He put away the Demonic Note Soul Suppressing Bell and held the bone sword. He scolded righteously, "I've already noticed you. The other Daoyou were killing the Ferocious Beasts while you stood at the side and watched.
When I was distracted, the lotus disappeared. I think it was you who stole the lotus, right?
Besides, your Illusory Soundwave Demon Tribe is adept at using all kinds of underhanded tricks. Perhaps you were the one who set up this formation.
Also, you guys are good at sonic attacks.
In such a narrow terrain, the sound wave attack was extremely powerful.
We'll fight until both sides are injured. Then, you'll kill everyone and take the lotus for yourself. While you're at it, you'll swallow everyone's belongings.
Fellow Daoist, you've really thought it through. "
Upon hearing this, the group of demonic cultivators stared at the skinny cultivator.
People of different paths couldn't work together.
The demonic cultivators of the Blood Demon Tribe and the Illusory Soundwave Demon Tribe had very different paths of cultivation. They looked down on each other.
The Ferocious Beasts were of different races, and the Illusory Soundwave Demon Tribe wasn't on the same side.
Wang Daoyuan used the Sword Shadow Divine Light Technique, and ten sword shadows appeared out of thin air.
He took out the Soul Extinguishing Bell and covered himself with a thick layer of golden light.
Then, he rushed towards the skinny cultivator.
The other cultivators of the Blood Demon Tribe also rushed towards him.
The skinny cultivator activated the bell-shaped magic tool in his hand, and an ear-piercing sound came.
More than ten of the Blood Demon Tribe's demonic cultivators were knocked down by the sound of the bell. Seeing Wang Daoyuan make his move, Flying Sand Loose Cultivator used an escape technique to distance himself.
This time, he didn't suffer much damage.
Wang Daoyuan's Soul Extinguishing Bell had a long crack after the sound of the bell. The golden light on his body was also shattered.
However, he himself wasn't injured.
The skinny cultivator used an escape technique and retreated outside the stone room.
Wang Daoyuan also used Smoke Cloud Escape to follow him.
This was the inside of the Demon Burial Mountain, where the Water Spirit Qi was extremely dense.
A black mist covered the entire stone room, as well as the surrounding cave.
The black mist can corrode the power of Divine Sense, so it's very good at blocking Divine Sense.
Knowing that Wang Daoyuan was creating an opportunity for him, Flying Sand Loose Cultivator immediately used an escape technique to escape along the path he came from.
Seeing that he couldn't escape this calamity, the skinny cultivator shouted before he died: "That person ran away, this one is an accomplice"
Then, he was hit by the ten sword shadows.
He seemed to be wearing an extremely advanced soft armor, repelling the ten sword shadows.
Wang Daoyuan followed behind the sword shadows, slit his throat, and took the skinny cultivator's Inventory Bag and bell-shaped magic tool.
A few Fiendish Cultivators followed him out. One of them, a golden-haired cultivator, said, "Fellow Daoist, you said that this Illusory Sound Fiendish Cultivator plucked the lotus. Shouldn't you take out his storage bag for everyone to see?"
The others also looked at him. Wang Daoyuan didn't dare to deal with so many people at once, so he immediately took out the demonic cultivator's Inventory Bag and opened it for everyone to see.
Inside, apart from a beast skin book, a few jade strips, and some miscellaneous pills and demon beast materials, there wasn't any True Demonic Blood Lotus.
The blonde cultivator asked: "Daoyou also said that this Illusory Sound Demonic Cultivator took the lotus, but before he died, he said that you were an accomplice, how do you explain this?
I suspect that the True Demonic Cultivator is on Daoyou, Daoyou should let us search him. "
Wang Daoyuan disdainfully said: "Search my body, do you have the qualifications to do that? Who saw me pick the lotus?
I was just killing Vicious Beasts, so I couldn't free my hands. "
The black fog gradually dispersed, and a demonic cultivator shouted: "Someone escaped!"
The blonde cultivator coldly snorted, took out a longsword, and said: "I think that Illusory Sound Demonic Cultivator was right. You are that person's accomplice, and you purposely released the black fog to let that person escape.
If you don't give me an explanation today, don't even think about leaving this place alive. "
Wang Daoyuan laughed: "The person has already escaped, but Daoyou didn't want to chase after him, and instead wanted to talk nonsense with me. I think Daoyou just wanted to buy time for your accomplice to escape, right?"
After saying this, he took out the White Tiger Blade, used the Sword Shadow Godlight Technique, and condensed ten sword shadows.
At this time, someone in the crowd shouted: "He is Daoist Thunderflame's disciple, Wang Daoyuan. Previously, when the Blood Demon Army was chasing after him, I saw him use this sword and this technique to kill a late Zifu Realm cultivator with my own eyes."
The blonde cultivator was now full of energy, and he swung his sword at Wang Daoyuan: "Divine Weapon Pavilion's Zifu Realm cultivators usually don't pass through the Blood Demon Ridge. Wang Daoyou came to Demon Burial Mountain at this time, I'm afraid you already have a plan, right?"
Wang Daoyuan swung his sword to block, and the ten sword shadows attacked the blonde cultivator from different directions.
The cultivator with the heavy sword on his back stepped forward, blocking the ten sword shadows, and laughed sinisterly: "The Blood Demon Army doesn't dare to offend Daoist Thunderflame, but us loose cultivators aren't.
I want to see the strength of a Golden Core direct disciple. "
The other demonic cultivators also took out their magic tools, preparing to attack.
Wang Daoyuan continued to refute: "Don't listen to this person's slander. It's not strange that magic tools and techniques are similar.
The Divine Weapon Pavilion is the top force in Beiyuan Xiuxian, why would they accept a demonic cultivator like me as a disciple? "
When everyone heard this, they also felt that it was reasonable.
Wang Daoyuan's physical body was strong, and his techniques had special attributes. These were all characteristics of demonic cultivators, and he was indeed not like a righteous cultivator.
His identity was exposed, and demonic cultivators were not fools.
He could fool them for a while, but he couldn't fool them forever.
If he delayed any longer, he really wouldn't be able to escape.
Taking advantage of the moment when everyone relaxed their vigilance, he once again used the Cloud Mist Escape, escaping along the way.
This time, the cultivators reacted.
But in the black fog, they couldn't use their divine senses to lock onto Wang Daoyuan.
Everyone used their techniques to disperse the black fog, and Wang Daoyuan had already escaped hundreds of feet away.
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
