The door was tightly shut. The faint sound of flesh tearing came from within, but other than that, there were no other sounds.
"News from the Door of Flesh and Blood again. Honorable Lord Figo, "Andalo transmitted his voice in a low voice.
In other words, even if a Divine Weapon Master obtained a Divine Intellect Divine Weapon, his strength would not surpass an ordinary Divine Weapon Master. This level of strength competed in the control and use of the Divine Weapon's core technique. Even if the power of the Divine Weapons differed greatly, the difference between Divine Weapon Masters would at most be one or two times. It would not be too far apart.
A silver ribbon rose from his hand. It had the faint outline of an Eight-Headed Griffin. It whistled and reached the Daoist in the blink of an eye.
Autumn Moon County, Yin Yang Bureau.
The magatama floated in front of him, emitting a faint purple light that illuminated a one-meter radius around him.
It was like using a small pipe to drain a bucket of water, and using a small pipe to drain a pool of water. At most, there would be a slight difference in water pressure, but in reality, the difference in water output would not be huge.
"I'm asking you a question!" The Daoist saw that Lu Sheng did not respond, and instantly became gloomy.
Andalo then slowly walked toward the center of the valley.
His colleague, the army commander of the empire, Devil King Figo, was currently lying quietly in the middle of the hall. His chest and abdomen were cut open, and a muscular man wearing a black cloak was half-squatting in front of his corpse. He held Figo's Word of Destruction Magic Blade, and was fiddling with the internal organs in the corpse's abdomen.
"It's too late." The man shook his head. "Five days. Five days is a cycle. At least, we can't let our previous rhythm affect the current situation. The previous investigation mentioned that someone saw a black-clothed elite who specializes in ambushing Divine Weapon Masters and Devil Kings from afar. The Devil Army within a certain range actually turned a blind eye to him. "
He had just returned from a Devil Army's camp, and he had hunted down an ancient-looking Magic Blade Dagger. He was about to bring it back to Autumn Moon County.
"Ignore him for now. We don't have the power to interfere, as long as he doesn't affect our fight against the Devil Army." The emissary sighed.
"Emissary, thank you. But regarding that Night Devil, what's our specific attitude …? "Zheng Qiuyue asked in confusion.
And this person before them …
The Daoist priest lowered his head in a daze and looked at the wound on his chest. In the bloody hole on his chest, a faint golden flame was burning slowly and silently.
Bang.
Andalo's expression turned solemn as he slowly walked forward, step by step. His hand had already silently pulled out the dagger from his thigh.
Lu Sheng looked around and confirmed that there were no signs of living beings. He was about to soar into the sky and continue on his way.
"Where is Brother Green? Why are you alone? " The man looked to be in his thirties or forties. He wore a green Daoist robe with golden edges and a snow-white horsetail whisk in his hand. He looked like a Daoist expert.
Near Songshan County, Feiqing Valley.
Andalo's expression froze for a moment, and he suddenly stomped on the ground, causing it to explode. Demonic qi surged all over his body, and he turned around to escape through the door behind him.
He sheathed his sword and looked around. The ground was covered with the corpses and bones of the Devil Army.
The bloody scene inside made even a Demon King like him, who was used to seeing cruel scenes, shudder.
Suddenly, a faint air-piercing sound came from afar.
"Sir Figoni?" he asked again. "Are you alright?"
"Oblivion Sweep!" The Daoist's expression froze. He felt as if a huge mountain was crashing down on him from all directions. He hurriedly waved his horsetail whisk, using offense as defense to protect himself.
"If I leave … what will happen to him?" This was the last thought that flashed through the Daoist's mind.
Hearing the door open, the man slowly turned around. His face was also covered with a black cloth. Only a pair of pale red, ferocious demonic eyes could be seen.
Bang!
There was no response. The commander's building was completely silent.
He did not know who this mysterious Night Demon was, but from the previous situation, it seemed like the Night Demon was not targeting the Imperial Army.
Facing a mere ten-meter-long whip, he felt as if he was facing a tsunami in the deep sea.
"No!!!" Andalo's voice could not be heard at all. His whole body was instantly dragged back.
"Anyone who colludes with the enemy will die!" Lu Sheng's sword flashed.
"Oh … Another one." The man's voice was deep and magnetic. There seemed to be something strange rippling out from his words, completely enveloping the surrounding hundred meters.
"Boom!"
His zhenqi exploded like a balloon, and waves of green mist scattered around him. In the middle of his chest, a huge bloody hole had appeared out of nowhere.
At this moment, he thought of many, many things. The Daoist had done many things in his life that were considered to be rebellious and lawless in the eyes of outsiders. Ever since he was young, he had great ambitions. In addition to his extraordinary talent and innate intelligence, he had long since begun to influence the direction of his family's development. For the sake of the family's development, he had done countless dishonorable things in his life. But at this moment, what he missed the most was that useless youngest son of his …
Still, not a single sound came from the building.
The leading man had a solemn expression. His face was lined with deep wrinkles, and his eyes were sharp with a hint of helplessness.
Andalo stood in the valley and raised his head to look at the poisonous dragons circling above him. These filthy monsters covered in foul-smelling mucus were patrolling in the air with their sharp fangs bared. They would deal a fatal blow to any living creature that tried to approach the core of the valley.
In these two months, he had used the Thousand Sun Sect's information to hunt for Divine Weapons and Devil Blades. Whether it was Devil, human, or demon, as long as there were Divine Weapons, he would use all kinds of methods to rob them. If he encountered anyone who tried to stop him, he would kill them easily.
The horsetail whisk fell to the ground. With a wave of Lu Sheng's hand, it flew into the air and landed in his palm.
"Why do we have to guard the door while Mi Lang and the others eat and drink to their heart's content?"
It was noon, and the sun was high in the sky. A thick smell of blood rose from the ground. Combined with the poisonous stench unique to the Devil Race, there were no mosquitoes or crawling insects within dozens of meters of this land.
In mid-air, a green-green silhouette flew over with bursts of white smoke and clouds, and stopped right in front of this open space.
"There's news from the Yin Yang Agency nearby. Up until now, five Divine Weapon Masters have disappeared mysteriously in the five nearby prefectures. The Devil Army has also lost at least three Devil Kings along with their Divine Weapons and Devil Blades. Are the results of the investigation out? "the man asked in a low voice.
"Night Devil … This nickname is quite appropriate. This person specializes in attacking in the dark of the night. We must be careful." The emissary thought for a moment. "When the next summary report comes, I will gather the information and send it to the higher-ups. The higher-ups should have a decision on how to deal with this Night Devil. "
Inside the exquisite pale yellow temple, the sun was setting. A few middle-aged men and women wearing white feathered crowns walked slowly on the stone corridor illuminated by the sunlight.
Plus the mysterious strength that the black-clothed man displayed, the emissary didn't want to touch this minefield at all. He mostly wanted to stall for time. Stall for time, see if there would be a turn for the better, and wait for him to stop on his own.
Lu Sheng narrowed his eyes. It seemed that the emissary had mistaken him for the Devil Army's liaison.
"We'll see … Oh, that child of mine has also been traveling recently …" The emissary changed the topic, obviously not wanting to talk about this anymore.
The difference was huge. Lu Sheng guessed that it had something to do with how long the Divine Weapons had existed and how famous they were.
…
However, Zheng Qiuyue had a bad premonition. It was unlikely that the black-clothed man would stop …
His entire body exploded and turned into a ball of golden flames. In just a few breaths, he was burned to ashes.
Lu Sheng didn't reply. He vaguely remembered that the Devil King leading the Devil Army that he had encountered and slaughtered was called Lord Grimm.
Andalo heard the grumbling of the guards in front of him. He didn't bat an eyelid, and passed through several layers of defense amidst his grumbling. Soon, he arrived in front of a light purple two-story building with blood-red symbols on the walls.
The shadow of the sword light enveloped his entire body.
The low roars of the War Behemoth could be heard from afar, as well as the wild laughter of the Thorn Devils.
The horsetail whisk suddenly made contact with the silver sword light, but it suddenly let out a mournful cry. Then, a huge force crashed into the horsetail whisk, causing it to turn back and land on the Taoist's chest.
He slammed open the door.
Andalo's heart sank. He had a bad feeling.
Director-General Zheng Qiuyue understood tacitly.
However, what surprised him was that the Divine Weapons and Devil Blades he obtained later on had different amounts of Mental Energy. Some had two to three thousand units, some had four to five thousand units, and some had only a few hundred units.
He used Yin Extreme Mode to hide his presence. Normal Weapon Masters wouldn't be able to detect him. No one would have thought that a Divine Lord would be willing to lower his status and do something like killing and robbing a Divine Weapon.
Lu Sheng devoured more and more Mental Energy because of this, and finally broke through thirty thousand units.
'Is the emissary referring to the mysterious black-clothed man known as the Night Devil?' The middle-aged woman was the current Director-General of Autumn Moon County, Zheng Qiuyue. However, an emissary had suddenly been transferred here a while ago, and she was now in charge of all the intelligence resources and forces under her command.
She slowly shook off the blood on her sword. The flesh and blood of the Devil corpses around her were quickly melted by the golden flames, turning into black smoke that dissipated in the air.
"Poof!"
She approached the building step by step.
"Oh? A Jade Star Divine Weapon? "Lu Sheng's eyes lit up. This was the first time he encountered a Jade Star Divine Weapon since he started hunting.
The golden flames quickly shrunk, and then flew back into Lu Sheng's hand, disappearing into his skin.
…
"But …"
Andalo pulled the edge of his hood, and hid his face and horns in his robes again. He flipped his hand, and lightly released a ball of pitch-black Devil Qi. The Devil Qi swirled in the air, and formed a magatama.
Lu Sheng decapitated the devil in front of him with a single slash. The black horned head flew into the air, rolled a few times on the ground, and fell into a puddle of blood.
The Taoist did not wait for Lu Sheng's reply before asking hurriedly, "Did you bring the item?" "You've come alone? Are you trying to go back on your word and lie to me? " A hint of green flashed across his face. The horsetail whisk in his hand instantly lit up with green fluorescence, and the shadow of a white crane slowly circled around him. The difference was that the crane's eyes were much more spirited, and much more solid than the shadow of a Divine Weapon in the past.
"Not yet, Emissary," a middle-aged woman beside him said cautiously in a low voice. A middle-aged woman beside him cautiously said in a low voice, "Under normal circumstances, it would take at least seven days to complete the feedback cycle."
The grade of a Divine Weapon did not affect the strength of a Divine Weapon Master. It only determined the potential of a Divine Weapon Master.
Lu Sheng carefully examined the horsetail whisk in the Taoist's hand.
They were currently short of manpower. No matter how much of a threat this black-robed Night Devil posed, the people he harmed were only Divine Weapon Masters outside of the army and the three sects. They were all small families and noble clans.
"Boom!"
However, he had only taken a few steps when a huge hand suddenly reached out from the door behind him, grabbed his hair, and pulled him back.
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