Gou Zai Yao Wu Simulated Immortal

Behind the black rock, there appeared to be withered branches broken by the wind.

The demon servant holding the scissors felt a chill behind his ear as a dark light suddenly shot up from the night, swift as a startled swan, and swept diagonally across his neck.

puff.

The demon servant froze abruptly.

Before the gleaming black scissors in his hand could even fall, the head had already slid half an inch off the neck and then rolled into the mud.

Black blood gushed high from his cavity, splattering all over the face and body of the demon in the straw raincoat beside him.

Only then did his scream finally escape his lips.

"enemy--"

Before he could finish speaking, the second dark light arrived.

Li Qian's figure skimmed across the muddy ground as he unleashed his Flowing Cloud Steps, his clothes flashing only slightly.

He had already passed by the two demons in straw raincoats.

Just as the two demons were about to turn around, a line of blood appeared on their chests and abdomens.

scoff.

The two demonic bodies split open simultaneously, their entrails and foul-smelling green blood spilling onto the ground.

Li Qian reached out and scooped up the man from the Demon Slayer Division who had been dragged out.

He stumbled three times, using the momentum of the two demon corpses falling to the ground to carry himself several feet away.

It fell into the shadows of a corner of the stone cell.

The whole process happened in the blink of an eye.

It was only then that the people in the valley realized what was happening.

"There are enemies!"

"Stop him!"

Sharp shouts, the hissing of snakes, and the sound of swords being drawn suddenly mingled together.

The half-demon servants who had been standing with their heads bowed all raised their heads at once, and the thin snakes on their shoulders raised their heads and flicked their tongues.

The bulging object in his sleeve writhed wildly as several figures pounced at the same time.

The old woman in black robes simply stood there, leaning on her bone cane.

His cloudy eyes stared at Li Qian, assessing Li Qian's worth.

When she saw the dark, menacing light that slashed down from the sky, her eyes widened slightly as if she remembered something.

However, the unusual color was fleeting and was quickly suppressed.

Li Qian had no time to pay attention to her.

He sensed something was wrong with his hand when he snatched the person.

This man was frighteningly light, yet his chest and abdomen were swollen and distended.

Li Qian's actions completely disturbed something within the man's body.

His complexion changed from deathly pale to ashen at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Beneath the skin, thin, elongated bumps dart left and right, rapidly moving along the flesh.

It seemed as if countless small snakes were slithering among the flesh and bones.

The man's pupils constricted sharply, and he opened his mouth to shout, but a series of strange, grinding sounds, like the grinding of bones in his throat, burst forth from deep within his throat:

"Uh...uh..."

Li Qian's heart sank, and he was about to let go and retreat, but it was too late.

The man's seven orifices were split open.

From its mouth, nose, ears, and eyes, strange white-eyed snakes, as thin as chopsticks, suddenly emerged!

The snake was entirely pale white, without scales or markings, its skin so thin it was almost transparent, except for its cloudy, pale eyes.

When they emerged, they were still covered with wisps of blood.

As soon as it appeared in the world, it emitted a high-pitched shriek.

The man suddenly straightened up, his limbs taut like a bow.

The next moment, it collapsed softly, as if it had been hollowed out.

died.

Li Qian flicked his sleeves, releasing his spiritual energy.

It immediately shook the several white-eyed monstrous snakes that had burst out of its body back half a foot.

In front of the stone cell, the old woman in black robes had already burst into laughter.

"The shed over at Granny Miao's place is broken, and I'm still wondering who did it."

She leaned on her cane with one hand and slowly straightened her robe sleeves with the other, but her eyes remained fixed on Li Qian.

"I never expected that you, you hothead, would dare to cause trouble in my Laoya'ao."

Before he could finish speaking...

The few white-eyed monstrous snakes that had just burst out of their bodies rolled on the muddy ground, suddenly turned around, and raised their heads together.

As if drawn by some invisible force, it suddenly shot up.

It transformed into several pale white lines, shooting towards Li Qian's eyes simultaneously.

Li Qian had been prepared.

Seeing those white lines rushing towards him, he didn't retreat but advanced with the Soul-Devouring Sword in his hand, slashing across the sky.

Where the black awns swept, even the thin snakes were severed.

With a few soft hissing sounds, the strange white-eyed snakes were cut into several pieces.

The severed body fell into the mud, still writhing wildly, and was not quite dead.

Li Qian glanced at them and realized that these things were a bit strange.

Ordinary snakes and insects, once broken into several pieces, should have long lost their vitality.

But these strange white-eyed snakes in front of us only oozed clumps of translucent white fluid from their severed ends.

After landing, they still clung to each other, as if they had lives, slowly crawling towards one place along the muddy water, trying to regroup.

He immediately pointed with his left hand, and two fire talismans popped out of his sleeve in an instant.

"rise."

As soon as the talisman was lit, a crimson light appeared.

At the same time, Li Qian flipped his right palm, and the Water Control Technique was activated.

He forcefully extracted the moisture from the ring, transforming it into several thin streams that swirled around the puddles of white liquid.

Water and fire running together are inherently contradictory.

Under Li Qian's control, the two forces, one drawing and the other burning, became one.

With a series of sizzling sounds, the wriggling clumps of white liquid were attacked by the fire and water.

It immediately shrank and turned black, turning into wisps of foul-smelling white smoke before completely dissipating.

This delay allowed the half-demon servants to pounce and attack from all sides.

He brandished the knife and released the snake, scattering swarms of gray worms from his sleeve.

Even the few pale green lanterns were shaken wildly, casting intertwined shadows of people and snakes on the ground.

With a single step, Li Qian unleashed the Flowing Clouds Step.

Like a black falcon skimming close to the ground, it darted through the wind and shadows of insects.

The Soul-Devouring Sword moved with him, its dark light flickering erratically.

A demon in a straw raincoat pounced from the side and behind. Before the knife was even halfway up, a red mark had already appeared on his throat.

The entire head flew off at an angle, bringing with it a spray of black blood.

A thin snake flicked its tongue on the shoulder of the next man, and Li Qian had already closed in on him.

With a sudden drop of his shoulder and elbow, he smashed the sternum, then with a backhand slash, he pinned the man and the snake together into the wooden fence behind him.

Two other half-demons, one on the left and one on the right, attempted to use the chaos to block his path.

Li Qian neither dodged nor evaded; with a swift movement of his sword, he first severed the left arm, then cut off the right knee.

The two demons collapsed and knelt, falling into the mud. Before they could even scream, the sword struck again, severing their throats.

Within moments, the area in front of the stone cell was littered with corpses.

Li Qian used this round of ruthless killing to get closer to the location of the old woman in black robes.

The old woman had originally just been observing from the sidelines, leaning on her cane.

Seeing his fierce approach, they could no longer remain mere spectators.

She slammed her bone staff on the ground, and a ghostly flame suddenly leaped from the unidentified half of the skull at the tip of the staff.

The banners summoning souls all around suddenly began to flutter.

Hula la.

The banners fluttered wildly even without wind.

The demonic energy in the valley was completely revived by this blow, and the mud and blood on the ground trembled slightly.

Just then, the corpse of the Demon Slayer, which had been burst out of the body by the white-eyed serpent, suddenly exploded!

It split open from the abdominal cavity to the chest.

Amidst the churning of flesh and blood, a pale female snake, as thick as an arm, suddenly emerged.

Its body was slippery and pale, still covered in fresh blood and bits of flesh.

Its head was flat, its eyes were white and menacing, and when it opened its mouth, it spewed out a cloud of grayish-white, fishy mist.

The fog moved extremely fast.

The nearby half-demon servants didn't even have time to dodge.

Its skin and flesh rotted at the slightest touch, and it immediately let out a piercing scream, with even its bones exposed.

Liu Haoshen, who was hiding in the back, was terrified when he saw this.

He had been barely holding on, but now he saw even his own men being sprayed with bloody mist by the mother snake, their skin torn and bleeding.

Unable to hold back any longer, he scrambled backward on all fours, screaming shrilly, "Don't kill me! Don't kill me!"

"Grandma did it all! She made me do it!"