Cultivating Immortality from the Book of Life and Death

Chapter 434 Battle Against [Rouge Demon]. (Second Update!)

"Fellow Daoist, what has happened up ahead?"

Zheng Que casually stopped a cultivator wearing a yellow robe with a sinister face and asked him a question.

This cultivator's aura indicated he was in the mid-Foundation Establishment stage, and like Zheng Que, he was a lone traveler.

Suddenly blocked by Zheng Que, the cultivator in the yellow robe glanced at Zheng Que's cultivation level and immediately flew into a rage: "Get out of my way!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he made a move and struck Zheng Que with a palm.

Bang! !

Zheng Que stood still, while the cultivator who had attacked felt his arm tremble and go numb. He was forced to stumble back several steps by Zheng Que's Golden Cicada Armor before finally regaining his footing.

The cultivator in the yellow robe was startled and was about to make another move when suddenly his vision blurred and Zheng Que, who was just a dozen steps away a moment ago, appeared in front of him like a ghost and grabbed his throat!

"Say!"

A chilling voice, filled with murderous intent, accompanied by a suffocating feeling, caused the cultivator in the yellow robe to widen his eyes, instantly realizing the vast difference in strength between them. He hurriedly said, "Behind...behind is the [Iron Tree Prison]..."

【Iron Tree Prison】?
Zheng Que frowned, immediately released his grip, and pressed, "Explain yourself clearly!"

"If it really is the [Iron Tree Prison], how did you survive with your strength?"

No sooner had he finished speaking than a very familiar voice rang in his ears: "It is this immortal!"

Ok?
It's Mu Xian Gu!

Zheng Que quickly realized that Mu Xian Gu had finally arrived!
No wonder so many cultivators were forced to flee deeper into Blood Pass...

Immediately afterwards, Mu Xiangu's voice continued to reach Zheng Que's ears: "I am busy right now, so I will send Xue Shuangzi to find you first."

Xue Shuangzi...

Zheng Li immediately transmitted his voice to Mu Xiangu's location: "Tell that [Rouge Demon] not to hold back and just attack me directly later."

Now that the imperial examinations are underway, the numerous examiners from the court are undoubtedly keeping a close eye on Xue Tong Pass.

The safest way for him to take over Xue Shuangzi's "Rouge Demon" is to defeat her head-on and then control her with "Ghost Control Technique" in front of all the examiners!
"Cough cough cough..."

At this moment, the cultivator in the yellow robe burst into a violent cough. After finally catching his breath, he quickly said, "Fellow Daoist, what I said is true!"

"The female ghost from the Iron Tree Prison is right behind us."

"If we don't run now, it will be too late!"

As he spoke, his face was extremely anxious and his expression was full of fear. Clearly, if Zheng Que hadn't stopped him, he would have already turned and run away!
Zheng Que snapped out of his daze and immediately waved his hand, signaling the cultivator in the yellow robe to go first.

The cultivator in the yellow robe breathed a sigh of relief, raised his hand in a salute, then stood up and fled directly into the depths of Blood Pass.

However, before he could run a few steps, he suddenly retreated step by step, his face turning pale and ashen, looking extremely unsightly.

Suddenly, a beautiful figure appeared silently in the blood mist in front of him.

She wore a light blue satin embroidered short-sleeved top with a bamboo pattern, paired with a crimson gauze skirt and crimson satin embroidered with colorful beads. A palace sash with small tokens strung on it hung from her waist. More striking than her attire was her pale, delicate face. Her eyes were large and round, bright and flamboyant, subtly revealing an untamed wildness. Her graceful body was surrounded by a gray-black aura, which carried a strong killing intent. Its aura subtly merged with the blood mist. Standing gracefully in the blood mist, she was like a fish swimming in the sea or a bird perched in the forest, exuding an indescribable sense of freedom and ease.

It's Xue Shuangzi, the "Rouge Demon"!

Zheng Que stared at this scene, slightly stunned. How did Xue Shuangzi come from behind him?

At the same moment, the cultivator in the yellow robe turned pale, staring intently at Xue Shuangzi, his muscles tense, unable to utter a word for a moment.

This is the female ghost beside the Iron Tree Prison. The Iron Tree Prison is currently nearby!

More importantly, the female ghost of the [Scissors Prison] in front of us is extremely powerful!
At this moment, Xue Shuangzi also saw Zheng Que. Her lips curled slightly, revealing a malicious smile.

This damn human race!
Last time I was tricked by the fortune teller, now I can finally get my revenge!
Lord Mu Xiangu just said that he can go all out this time!
Thinking of this, Xue Shuangzi didn't even glance at the cultivator in the yellow robe. In a flash, she rushed towards Zheng Que.

His body was filled with a mixture of yin and baleful energy, leaving a black and red afterimage trailing through the blood mist. In the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of Zheng Que.

Without hesitation, Zheng Que raised his hand and pointed at Xue Shuangzi.

Whoosh!
A condensed stream of black energy shot towards Xue Shuangzi's face like lightning.

This is the "Netherworld Finger" of the Shu Family Fortress, the only technique he learned from Shu Yunying!
brush!
Xue Shuangzi's figure suddenly shifted to the side in a strange way, dodging the [Netherworld Finger] at the last second. With a flick of her wrist, she sent out five sharp claws that fiercely grabbed at Zheng Que's face.

clang! !

Xue Shuangzi's grab landed directly on the [Golden Cicada Armor], producing a metallic sound.

At this moment, the two were almost touching, and just as Zheng Que was about to raise his hand, Xue Shuangzi suddenly opened her mouth and exhaled a cloud of light pink mist.

The mist, its color like scattered rouge, was vibrant and bright, carrying a faint fragrance that instantly added a touch of romance to the otherwise fierce battle.

After the powdery mist appeared, it spread rapidly, instantly enveloping an area of ​​hundreds of feet around it.

The cultivator in the yellow robe, who had just been in shock, relaxed completely after inhaling a little of the fragrance. His expression changed from fear to intoxication, his eyes were fixed, and his body was limp, as if he had fallen into some kind of romantic illusion. His yang energy rapidly weakened.

As soon as the pink mist took shape, Xue Shuangzi's figure vanished from it. Then, a pale, sharp claw emerged from the mist and instantly slashed across Zheng Que's body.

The claws fell without encountering any resistance, and Zheng Que's figure quietly disappeared from the pink mist.

It's a phantom!
call……

At that moment, a chilling wind suddenly swept in from outside the thick fog.

The wind of souls surged mightily, seemingly carrying countless souls within, swirling and fluttering like mayflies. With a howl, it was as if steel blades were thrust out, blowing and swirling the powdery mist, instantly shattering it into dust, and then dissipating in a flash.

Xue Shuangzi's figure immediately appeared from the dissipating pink mist. A look of surprise appeared in her eyes. She immediately turned her head and locked her gaze on Zheng Que, who was not far away.

However, before she could make another move, nine blood-red heads suddenly appeared around Zheng Que's body and shot towards her in unison!

Boom boom boom...

(End of this chapter)