One person: Senior brother Zhang Zhiwei, the Celestial Master begged me to descend the mountain.

"An old friend?"

Lu Jin's snow-white eyebrows suddenly twitched, and the lightning in his hand not only did not subside, but exploded even more piercingly.

Sizzle sizzle sizzle—!

A violent arc of blue and white electricity danced at his fingertips, scorching and distorting the surrounding air.

"I've made friends all over the world in my life, but I don't remember ever being friends with a bunch of rats from the gutter!"

Lu Jin took a step forward.

boom!

The bluestone slabs underfoot cracked instantly, and spiderweb-like cracks spread in all directions.

A massive, overwhelming surge of energy slammed into Shen Chong from this point.

Shen Chong stood still, not even moving the hem of his clothes.

He still kept pushing up his glasses, and behind the lenses, his eyes held a shrewdness and worldliness that seemed to have seen through the world.

"Senior Lu, please don't be so absolute."

Shen Chong smiled and casually tossed the document, which resembled a contract, onto the ground.

"Although our Quanxing sect doesn't have a good reputation, we are reasonable people."

"Just like me."

Shen Chong pointed to himself, his tone as sincere as a top insurance salesman:

"I'm someone who loves helping others."

"I know that Senior Lu is having a great time killing right now, but human strength has its limits, and even vital energy can be exhausted."

"How about this, let's make a deal."

"Kill as many as you want, the more the better."

"And when you kill people, I can temporarily lend you the life force of those dead."

Shen Chong spread his hands, his face beaming with a warm smile:

"The interest rates are very low, and we offer fair and honest rates to all, young and old."

"Once you sign this document, the hundreds of people on Longhu Mountain tonight will become your mobile blood bank."

"Do you think this deal is worthwhile?"

"A bargain my ass!"

Lu Jin roared, spitting out saliva.

What he hated most in his life was the Quanxing demons, not to mention their twisted logic of treating human lives as a commodity.

"You want to talk business with me?"

"Go to the underworld and talk to King Yama!"

"Five Thunder Talisman! Palm Thunder!"

Lu Jin suddenly swung his right hand.

Click!

A bolt of azure lightning, as thick as an arm, shot out from his hand in an instant.

With a devastating force, it headed straight for Shen Chong's face.

It moved so fast that it even left a charred trail in the air.

Shen Chong stood still, neither dodging nor avoiding.

Even the smile on her face didn't change.

boom--!!!

The thunderbolt struck Shen Chong squarely in the chest.

The blinding light instantly engulfed him.

The enormous explosion made everyone around it ring in their ears.

Smoke and dust rose everywhere.

"snort."

Lu Jin snorted coldly, the killing intent in her eyes lessening slightly:

"Playing tricks."

however.

next second.

Lu Jin's pupils suddenly contracted.

All that could be seen was the gradually dissipating smoke and dust.

Shen Chong remained standing there.

Not to mention he was injured, even his suit wasn't wrinkled, and his gold-rimmed glasses were still firmly perched on his nose, spotless.

"this……"

Seeing this scene, Zhang Lingyu, who was not far away, couldn't help but tighten his grip on his sword.

This is the Five Thunder Talisman that Elder Lu used in anger!

Even a master couldn't withstand it so easily, right?

"ah--!!!"

Just as everyone was in shock.

Several piercing screams suddenly rang out from the edge of the battlefield.

Several Quanxing henchmen who had been watching the show from a distance suddenly appeared as if they had been stuffed into a pressure cooker.

Its body swelled violently, and its skin turned an eerie purplish-red.

boom! boom! boom!

It was like a balloon bursting.

Those people instantly exploded into clouds of blood mist, with bits of flesh flying everywhere.

"Oh dear, what a pity."

Shen Chong patted off non-existent dust from his chest, looking at the wisps of blood mist with a regretful expression:

"Senior Lu's move was indeed incredibly powerful."

"However, the interest rate..."

"A little too high."

Shen Chong pushed up his glasses, looked at Lu Jin's bewildered face, and explained with a smile:

"That's my skill—loan sharking."

"Any harm done to me will be converted into debt and transferred to those who signed contracts with me."

"Those unlucky guys from earlier were the ones who paid off my debt."

At this point, Shen Chong's eyes suddenly turned somewhat dangerous:

"Senior Lu, your blow has cost me several valuable clients."

"How are we going to settle this score?"

Lu Jin's face instantly darkened.

In all his years, this was the first time he had ever seen such a bizarre and disgusting ability.

That's a complete scoundrel!

Hitting him won't hurt him; it will only kill someone else!

"Evil heretics!"

Lu Jin gritted his teeth, and the Qi light in his hand shone brightly again, this time even more dazzling than before:

"I'd like to see how many scapegoats you have to squander!"

"Tongtianlu! Thousands of thunders!"

Lu Jin's hands flew through the air, waving wildly.

Since single-target attacks can be redirected, let's use area-of-effect attacks!

We'll raze this entire area for miles around to the ground, then let's see how you manage to move around!

however.

Just as Lu Jin was about to explode.

A sweet, cloying fragrance suddenly and without warning entered his nose.

The smell wasn't pungent; instead, it had a tempting quality that made your bones melt.

It's just like……

A haven of gentle comfort.

"Um?"

Lu Jin's fingers paused slightly.

Followed by.

A surge of heat instantly rose from my lower abdomen and shot straight to the top of my head.

The Qi that had been gathered at the fingertips dissipated for a moment under the impact of this intense heat.

"This taste..."

Lu Jin's expression changed, she suddenly held her breath and took two steps back.

On the other side of the square, you can see...

A pinkish aura, like morning mist, drifted slowly over.

In that pink mist.

A woman with a hot figure, dressed in motorcycle gear, is sitting on a broken stone tablet, with her legs crossed, playing with a strand of hair in her hand.

"Oh my, so this is the renowned, flawless Elder Lu?"

Xia He blinked her large, watery peach blossom eyes, her voice so sweet it made one's legs go weak:

"He's so old, yet he still has such a temper."

"Would you like me to... help you relieve your pent-up desire?"

As her voice faded.

Those Celestial Master's Mansion disciples around them, whose composure was slightly weaker, were all blushing, breathing rapidly, and could barely hold their swords.

Even Zhang Lingyu's body stiffened the moment she saw that figure, and a complex panic flashed in her originally calm and clear eyes.

"Witch!"

Lu Jin bit his tongue hard, and the sharp pain instantly sobered him up a bit.

He glared at Xia He, his whole body tense, as if facing a formidable enemy.

Bone scraper, Xia He!

This guy is the kind of person who can suck a person's marrow dry!

"Amitabha."

Before Lu Jin could recover from Xia He's seductive arts...

Another Buddhist chant rang out.

But in this chanting of the Buddha's name, there was not a trace of compassion; instead, it was filled with a suffocating sense of oppression.

Thump. Thump. Thump.

Heavy footsteps approached.

A large, fat monk, with a string of prayer beads in his hand, emerged from the darkness with a smile.

His smile was kind, and his eyes were narrowed into slits.

But just one glance from him made Lu Jin feel a dull ache in all the meridians of his body, as if an unnamed rage was raging within him.

Lei Yanpao, Gao Ning!

"Benefactor Lu, the sea of ​​suffering is boundless, but turning back is the shore."

Gao Ning clasped his hands together and smiled like a Maitreya Buddha:

Why be so fixated on killing?

"Why don't you sit down and listen to this humble monk recite a sutra to help these departed souls find peace?"

"well……"

Followed by.

A sigh filled with exhaustion and helplessness rang out.

A middle-aged woman dressed simply and with a sorrowful face appeared behind Gao Ning like a ghost.

"All that fighting and killing is exhausting."

Dou Mei rubbed her temples, her face full of heartache:

"Grandpa Lu, you're already this old, why put yourself through so much trouble?"

"Take a break."

Even just a short rest would be good.

Poison that penetrates the intestines, Dou Mei!

This is the end.

The Four Madmen of Quanxing.

four cardinal vices.

Everyone's here!

Four people stood in four different positions, vaguely surrounding Lu Jin in the middle.

They didn't rush to take action.

But an invisible field has already quietly opened up.

Lu Jin stood in the center, his originally upright and sturdy body swaying slightly at this moment.

A fine layer of cold sweat had appeared on his forehead without him noticing.

That feeling was strange.

It was clear that it had not been subjected to any physical attack.

But he felt as if his body had become a leaky sieve.

The anger, desire, sadness, and exhaustion in my heart...

All the negative emotions, at this moment, surged out like a flood bursting its banks, completely out of control.

"this……"

Lu Jin tried to gather her Qi, but found that the Qi in her body was like a drunkard, rushing around and completely uncontrollable.

Not only that.

His vision began to blur.

The shouts of battle and explosions around us seemed to be fading away rapidly.

Instead.

It was a series of low, incantation-like chanting sounds coming from my ears.

"Gate Gate, Paragate..."

Gao Ning sat cross-legged on the ground, his lips moving rapidly.

Each syllable uttered transformed into an invisible ripple, striking Lu Jin's mind with tremendous force.

puff.

Lu Jin's heart skipped a beat.

The feeling was as if someone had reached into his chest and squeezed his heart tightly.

"Well……"

Lu Jin grunted and knelt on one knee.

He gripped the ground tightly with both hands, his fingernails digging deep into the cracks in the stone.

His face turned a deep purplish-red, and the veins on his neck throbbed.

"Senior Lu!"

Upon seeing this from a distance, Zhang Lingyu's expression changed drastically, and he drew his sword, ready to charge forward.

"Don't move!"

Shen Chong raised his hand, adjusted his glasses, and stood in front of Zhang Lingyu, his smile carrying a deeper meaning:

"Little Celestial Master, this is a grudge from the older generation."

"If you get involved, the nature of the matter will change."

"and……"

Shen Chong pointed to Lu Jin kneeling on the ground:

"Given Elder Lu's current condition, are you sure you want to go?"

Zhang Lingyu took a closer look.

He was stunned for a moment.

At this moment, Lu Jin exuded an extremely ominous aura.

The originally pure and azure protective Qi energy had now become murky and turbid.

Colorful and mottled.

They intertwined, like venomous snakes coiling around Lu Jin's body, frantically devouring his sanity.

Twelve Labors Formation!

Specializing in the twelve meridians, it stimulates the seven emotions and six desires!

"Huff... huff..."

Lu Jin was panting heavily, sweat dripping from his pale beard onto the ground.

His eyes were bloodshot, with blood vessels visible on the whites of his eyes.

Those fragments of memories he had buried deep in his heart for decades, those past events he didn't want to look back on, were now flashing wildly before his eyes like a revolving lantern.

The fire at Sanyi Gate...

The face of Master Zuo Ruotong after his tragic death...

Wugensheng's hateful smiling face...

"what……"

Lu Jin let out a suppressed growl, his voice hoarse like sandpaper scraping:

"roll……"

"Get out of here, all of you!!!"