This is not how immortals cultivate

Chapter 91: Eating a Free Meal
"Who are you, woman?"

"I have no grudge against you, why did you kill me?"

"If you leave now, I will pretend that nothing happened. Otherwise, I am not a good person and I have plenty of ways to deal with you." The Wind-Howling Demon kept talking nonsense, but he looked powerful but was weak and had no persuasive power. He just wanted to delay time.

Seeing that Fenghoumo was weakening, Bailong said in a cold voice, "The mountain gate's treasure was lost outside. It was a relic. I came here on the orders of my master to find it, but you, a monster, took it for yourself?"

What the hell, relics?

Fenghou was so angry that he jumped up and said, "If you want to find the sarira, go to the Lotus Temple. Bald Donkey has as many as you want. You said that I am a demon, why would I hide your sarira!"

Judging from the grief and depression in his words, it was obvious that he was not lying and did not know any clues about the sarira.

"You really don't know?"

"If I keep it secretly, God will punish me with thunder!" The Wind-Howling Demon was playing with the beauty and singing a song, but he was beaten up for no reason. He was so upset.

Bai Long nodded secretly. There was no clue about the relics here... But what was going on with this strong intuition? When one's cultivation reached the innate level, everything he felt had to have a reason and it would never be without a purpose.

"Even though you don't know, it doesn't mean that the other monsters under your command don't know. If you want to survive today, call them all over." Bailong stepped forward with a sword in his hand. If you don't obey, I will take your life.

She didn't have much experience in dealing with monsters, but she was always decisive in killing. All the disciples of Wushuang Palace were ruthless and knew the art of reasoning.

Don't rush to ask questions when something happens. Usually, you won't be able to get the answer, and if you do, the answer will be lies. Beat the person half to death first, then ask after beating him. If you still can't get the answer, beat him until he is three-quarters dead and continue asking.

Four-fifths, nine-tenths, one percent… the truth is right before our eyes.

The Great Memory Restoration Technique is simple and crude, but it is indeed useful. The disciples of Wushuang Palace rely on this trick to survive in the martial arts world.

As for the bad reputation of hitting people at every turn, this problem is even simpler. The predecessors of Wushuang Palace had already solved it.

Decisive to kill (×)

Slow in speech but quick in action (√)

The Wind Howling Demon looked frustrated. He had a killer move that he had hidden in his back box, but he was not sure if he could hit the White Dragon. He wanted to delay the fight as long as possible, so he turned his head and looked to the side: "All of you, get over here."

Madam Huai Ze and the four female ghosts stepped forward tremblingly.

"I ask you, have you ever seen the relic in this fairy's mouth? Tell the truth, otherwise I will tear your mouths apart!" the Wind-Howling Demon said angrily.

He was submissive to Bailong, but he attacked Madam Huaize and the female ghost with heavy punches.

Bailong frowned slightly. The Wind Howling Demon was so unkind to his wife. No wonder they all fled when disaster struck.

"Your Majesty, we don't know what sarira is. Even if we get this Buddhist treasure, we will present it to Your Majesty." The four female ghosts replied hurriedly, saying that they had never seen any sarira.

Mrs. Huaize seemed to be frightened, her face was pale, and she shook her head repeatedly. She just said she didn't know, maybe she was in the Lotus Zen Temple.

"Fairy, this is just a villa. The monsters under my command are not here. If you still have questions, I..."

The Wind Howling Demon was smiling broadly, but suddenly he sensed something, and laughed loudly while brandishing his black sword: "My wife is here, you bitch, wait for death!"

As he spoke, he stepped back again and again.

High in the sky, a huge figure was lurking in the dark clouds and thick fog, his eyes emitting a faint green light, attracting the power of heaven and earth, three times stronger than the white dragon before.

Bai Long then realized that he had misunderstood. The Wind Howling Demon’s wife was another demon, and her abilities were even greater than those of the Wind Howling Demon.

Her figure flashed, her movements were as fast as lightning, she stood on the courtyard wall, the tip of the sword in her hand burst into a red glow, she realized that she had been locked by the world, and she re-mobilized the power of the world. The red glow on the tip of the sword became stronger and stronger, the sword light was rising, and the rising sun was beginning to appear, as if ready to tear the night sky at any time and cut off the huge figure above.

boom! !

High in the sky, an invisible hand wrapped up the clouds and turned into a giant python like a dragon, spewing cold mist from its mouth, attacking the surrounding clouds, causing cold winds to blow and heavy snow to fall.

The giant python coiled its body, its fierce eyes locked on the white dragon, and it rushed down with the force of thunder.

Bailong is an outsider and has just begun to master the laws of the world of the Inanimate Realm. He was able to severely injure the Wind Howling Demon with a single blow, all thanks to his comprehension, which is one in a million. In such a hurry, he was able to condense the power of heaven and earth, which was also quite impressive.

The clouds turned into a dragon, and a real dragon soared into the sky, riding the clouds to tear through the biting cold, and fought with the giant python in mid-air.

After three or five moves, the white dragon finally suffered a loss at the hands of the outsider due to his low education. The giant python bit the real dragon's neck, and cold air rushed out, freezing the scorching heat in the real dragon's mouth.

The power of heaven and earth collapsed after the fierce collision, the sound was so loud that it could not be heard, and only the neighboring heaven and earth and the yard trembled slightly.

Bai Long landed on the ground with the sword in his hand and retreated repeatedly. His right arm holding the sword emanated coldness, and the energy points in his entire right arm were blocked by the coldness. He suffered a great loss in the battle just now.

On the other side, a woman in palace dress landed gracefully.

Different from Madam Huai Ze, this lady's palace dress is obviously much more conservative. Her temperament is gentle and dignified, but her brows are full of charm. The palace dress is so tight that her waist can be just held in one hand, and a slight shake gives off an extremely deadly and seductive charm.

Mrs. Cold Shadow.

The true form is a snake demon!!

"Madam, it was her. She was the one who attacked me."

The Wind Howling Demon stood behind the legitimate lady, as if he had found his backbone, holding a big knife with a majestic look.

Behind every successful man there is an outstanding woman, and this is true for humans and demons as well. The reason why Fenghou Mo could achieve success is definitely not because he fired everywhere and won over a lot of demon women to work for him. The key lies in Madam Hanying, who has both strength and brains. She joined forces with Lianhua Zen Temple to push Fenghou Mo to the throne of the local demon king.

She just had poor vision, believed in sweet talk, and found a lecherous husband.

"Shut up, I'll deal with you later!"

Madam Hanying glared at her good-for-nothing husband, and glanced at the tree spirit and the female ghost with a stronger sneer.

Fenghoumo immediately panicked and argued: "Madam, please listen to my explanation. It's not what you think..."

"Shut up."

Facing a powerful enemy, Madam Hanying did not want to listen to Fenghoumo's explanation, she just wanted to end the battle quickly. She pulled out a willow-leaf rapier from her waist, her figure was like a snake and a bow, she rushed out like an arrow, leaving a trail of afterimages, and headed straight for the white dragon's location.

Another ruthless woman who doesn't talk much.

Bai Long did not dare to be careless, so he changed to holding the sword in his left hand. He used the burning true energy to break through the frozen energy holes in his right arm, while accumulating the light of the rising sun. The sword energy was overwhelming, and a large wave of high temperature heat rose up.

In terms of borrowing the power of heaven and earth, Bailong is far inferior to Madam Hanying, but in terms of martial arts attainments, Madam Hanying is far inferior to Bailong. One man and one demon, one hot and one cold, fighting in one place, the picture is beautiful beyond words.

In a short period of time, no one can do anything to anyone.

Mrs. Han Ying fought for a long time without success and was extremely frightened. She didn't know where her lustful husband had attracted such a strong enemy. Because of her understanding of her husband, she guessed that he had failed to tease her and hit a wall.

She cursed the Wind-Howling Demon in her heart for always causing trouble. She swung her sword and released a cold light and mist, freezing the air in front of her. She barely put up a shield and took advantage of the gap to lower her head and spit out three little dolls.

The little doll was originally the size of a red date, but it swelled up in the wind and turned into three and a half meter tall children wearing red bellybands. Each of them had black eyes, a hideous and evil look, and they danced and laughed shrilly and weirdly.

The laughter was sharp and piercing, attacking directly the soul. If an ordinary person in the innate stage was not careful, he would be trapped for a stick of incense.

When masters fight, the battle can be over in just one encounter, not to mention a stick of incense.

Bai Long's body just paused for a moment, and then he broke through the shackles of his soul in an instant. Although the time was short, he still paused for a moment. He raised his sword to block the long sword stabbed by Madam Hanying, but was hit hard on the shoulder by her suddenly extended arm.

This time it was the left arm.

Madam Hanying kicked the cripple's good leg wildly. With clear tactical thinking and the help of the three little kids, she succeeded repeatedly and forced Bailong into danger.

The three little dolls are not ghosts, but a set of magic weapons with many uses. They can use magic sounds to disturb the soul and set up the Three Talents Formation. They are the treasures that depend on her for survival.

The White Dragon first fought the Howling Wind Demon, and a full-strength attack consumed a lot of his strength. He was then harassed by three little kids and immediately fell into a tough battle. If it weren't for the extraordinary precious clothes on his body, he would have been seriously injured by now.

“Hahaha, don’t panic, ma’am. I’m here to lend you a hand.”

Seeing that his wife had the upper hand, Fenghoumo laughed and shook his body. The big knife in his hand pulled away a black shadow of more than ten feet, and a curved hook went straight to Bailong's limp right arm.

The black broadsword can be regarded as the magic weapon of the Wind Howling Demon, which was refined after his transformation. His original form is a scorpion spirit, and the black broadsword is the curved hooked tail with a deadly poison.

At this moment, a figure broke through the courtyard wall and rushed into the field like a cannonball, clearing the way with his elbows and slamming into the Wind Howling Demon's waist at a speed that was difficult to capture with the naked eye.

Senior Zombie!
Senior Zhuang was extremely fast, and with Xiang Yuan's extraordinary performance, his speed and strength increased exponentially. The Wind-Howling Demon only felt a strong wind coming, and then a sharp pain in his waist. The world in front of him was spinning, and he was carried dozens of meters by Senior Zhuang, smashing high walls along the way.

Dust rose up, and the Wind-Howling Demon rolled on the ground, holding his lower back and screaming in pain.

It really hurts now.

Xiang Yuan was lying in ambush outside the yard. He was able to perform beyond his average level tonight, as if he had broken through some bottleneck. The reason was simple.

Enemies are extremely jealous when they meet!
What grudge?

Snake demon!
The Scorpion Demon’s wife is a snake demon, the same snake demon that Xiang Yuan has been thinking about. This alone is enough to make him a great grudge!
This is ridiculous. Xiang is so handsome but he has never met a snake demon. But you are so ugly, and not only did you meet one, you even slept with her.

Just sleep, you are still flying around, today you are a tree spirit, tomorrow you are a female ghost, you are just eating soft rice...

Okay, okay, I hate scumbags the most in my life, and I will fight you today!
Jealousy made the funny guy's face twisted, his eyes were bloodshot, and he regarded the Wind Howling Demon as his mortal enemy. With his extraordinary performance, Senior Zhuang was as strong as a god of war. He grabbed the Wind Howling Demon with one hand, lifted it above his head, and slammed it to the ground with all his strength.

Before the Wind Howling Demon landed on the ground, Senior Zhuang suddenly raised his knee and struck him hard on the other side of the waist with his knee.

If I break your two kidneys, I’ll see how you can still be so proud!

The Wind Howling Demon suffered a blow of a heroic level. His brute force was completely ineffective against the Zombie Senior. The child encountered a strong man and was pinned to the ground and rubbed madly.

With a flick of the tail, he threw out a poisonous horse-falling stake, which hit Senior Zhuang's forehead with a clang, sending sparks flying. It was completely useless.

A full-force scraping attack!

On the other hand, Senior Zhuang grabbed the scorpion's long tail with both hands, and crushed the shell with his five fingers like iron pliers. In front of Xiang Yuan's furious eyes, he forcibly pulled the tail off.

"It hurts me too!"

The Wind Howling Demon was so frightened that his heart and liver were broken. He had never seen such a terrifying zombie before, so he used the most powerful magic weapon in his life.

"Madam, save me—"

(End of this chapter)