My wife is Invincible East

Using his best magic power, Zhu Moye summoned the Dragon Spear and carried it on his back. The Dragon Spear was like Sun Wukong's golden hoop, hidden on Zhu Moye's body.

Without mana, it would be unimaginable. Can you imagine using a golden hoop stick that has turned into an embroidery needle to defeat the enemy? Even charging with a mini dragon spear would be a joke.

The last bit of his power was infused into Mo Ling's body. Zhu Moye's power was strong and his energy was astonishing. Although it was not much, it still had an extraordinary effect when it was injected into Mo Ling's body.

Mo Ling finally woke up. She opened her eyes and saw Zhu Moye. She smiled miserably and whispered, "Thank you. Otherwise, I would have died."

Zhu Moye put her down, and Mo Ling's face flushed. Although she always gave people a charming look, she had never been touched by a man since she was a child.

Mo Ling stood up straight, but instantly lost her balance. She then realized that she had lost all her magical power. She looked at Zhu Moye in horror. Zhu Moye shook his head helplessly and said, "We've messed up this time."

"What is that thing in front of me? I can't see it clearly." As his magic power faded, even his vision became much worse.

Zhu Moye had discovered this problem a long time ago. At this moment, relying on his strong body, his vision was only about ten miles away. If he wanted to see farther, it was completely blurry.

Mo Ling might have a high level of skill, but when it comes to her physical body, she's naturally far behind Zhu Moye. At this moment, injured, she's even weaker than a normal mortal.

"What's wrong with you?" Zhu Moye asked. He was really shocked by the tiny gap in the formation.

Mo Ling laughed bitterly and said, "Someone attacked me. Was it your companion?"

"Impossible!" Zhu Moye said without hesitation.

Mo Ling had been staring into Zhu Moye's eyes, and suddenly smiled. "I knew she was a woman. Is she the one you like? Haha, of course not her. She even helped me. It's a pity that she failed in the end. She left here, and I'm trapped."

"You also know that I am a member of the Demon Sect and that I practice the Demon Sect's techniques. I suspect that the formation was specifically designed to deal with people from our sect, so there was a force that rushed over and injured me."

Zhu Moye finally understood. No wonder the Sky Peng was pulled down like that before. It turned out that it was specifically targeting the people of the Demon Sect.

Chapter 885 Pig Demon

"Are we the only two here?" Mo Ling glanced around. This was a plain of grass. The grass was not tall, and you could see far away, but it was very blurry.

But she didn't see anyone else in this space.

Zhu Moye nodded and said, "Yeah, I find it very strange too. There are only two of us. I don't know where the others fell."

Zhu Moye saw too many people falling down, no less than a hundred people. Of course, this space is really huge, and whether they can meet again is really an unknown.

The two walked for a whole day. Because Mo Ling was injured, Zhu Moye naturally could not walk very fast. He originally thought about continuing to hold Mo Ling or carrying her on his back, but Zhu Moye firmly disagreed.

Even with his face flushed, he still disagreed.

Zhu Moye suppressed the romantic thoughts in his heart and supported Mo Ling on the road. As you can imagine, after walking for a whole day, according to Zhu Moye's estimation, they only walked about 50 kilometers.

It’s slower than those who were in a hurry in ancient society!

Finally, they saw some small hills. At least it was relatively easy to settle down in such a place. The dragon spear was still sharp, and Zhu Moye's strength was amazing. He soon dug a cave in front of a rock.

The area of ​​about ten square meters is enough for two people to rest.

In such a space, without any magic power, their human instincts surged up, and they went into the cave to rest. Mo Ling's stomach began to growl.

Mo Ling's face flushed red, and Zhu Moye chuckled, causing Mo Ling to glare at him angrily. Mo Ling held a high position in the Demon Cult, being the disciple of an elder. She was usually spoiled, so she had never been teased like this.

Such teasing happened to Zhu Moye, and Mo Ling was both angry and furious.

The Demonic Cult was just a sect, and joining it didn't necessarily mean one would be a dark-minded person. Mo Ling had never killed anyone since he was born.

From childhood to adulthood, she has always believed that the universe is self-sufficient and everything is determined by the heart. If doing good deeds can make her happy, then do good deeds. If doing evil can make her happy, then do evil. Everything follows her heart.

Aside from being older and not as innocent as Yun Shuixian, she was practically identical to her. However, Yun Shuixian loved happiness, while she, influenced by her followers, simply enjoyed the attention.

Being mocked by Zhu Moye at this moment, Mo Ling threw a stone at Zhu Moye and shouted, "Hurry up, I'm hungry. You are still mocking me. I want to eat the roast pork that you made for that girl."

At this moment, Mo Ling was like a spoiled little girl, not a demonic cult leader at all. Zhu Moye had a good feeling about Mo Ling, believing that every person's life was a journey that promoted their growth.

Zhu Moye looked at Mo Ling who was in a coma. She felt the same pure feeling. There was no forced charm or seductive charm. Only the purest version of herself remained.

It’s like a little sister, like the little sister of a former comrade-in-arms.

"Okay, I won't laugh at you anymore. Just take a rest and I'll get you some food. I think you saw some animals." Zhu Moye said, then walked out.

His tone was like a brother taking care of his sister. Mo Ling didn't say anything, but after Zhu Moye left, she couldn't help blushing.

At that moment, she felt that Zhu Moye was as if he was her closest person, someone she could rely on. It was hard for her to imagine that, besides her master, she could feel this way from anyone else.

She didn't hate this feeling, she even liked it a little. Thinking of this, she blushed again.

Zhu Moye walked out of the cave entrance with the dragon spear in hand, then pushed up the rocks to cover the entrance. In such an unknown environment, who knows what kind of dangers there will be, so naturally, you need to be more careful.

On the way there, Zhu Moye had felt as if something was spying on them. However, it wasn't the feeling of being coveted by a person, but rather the feeling of being stared at by an animal.

Zhu Moye came out and naturally treated the animal as his dinner. Who is the hunter and who is the prey depends on how careful each person is.

Before long, Zhu Moye felt the same feeling of being coveted again. He slowed down his pace and looked around carefully. This was a grassland, but there were not many animals, at least not the rabbits, mice, or even snakes that were common on the grassland.

Therefore, Zhu Moye had no chance to find out the degree of harm posed by the big animals from these small animals. Who knew which of these animals were dangerous and which were not?

Suddenly, a fishy wind blew from behind, and Zhu Moye jumped away, turned around, and looked. He almost died of laughter at himself.

It turned out to be a pig, different from a wild boar, and it was obvious that this pig had magical powers. When Zhu Moye saw the pig for the first time, he thought he saw Zhu Bajie, but it was obvious that this pig was not Zhu Bajie.

Perhaps all pigs who succeed in cultivation will die like this? Zhu Moye thought to himself.

But could such a pig demon still eat meat? Zhu Moye was very skeptical. And since this pig could cultivate, this place was obviously not a place where cultivation was not possible. So perhaps he could find some of the secrets of this place from this pig.

"Hey, pig demon, can you understand what I am saying?" Zhu Moye asked, and his body flashed, dodging the pig demon's attack again.

The pig demon suddenly became angry, as if he was insulted by Zhu Moye. He suddenly turned into his original body, but it was a huge pig.

It was three meters long and more than ten meters tall, like a mountain of flesh, rushing towards Zhu Moye.

Fortunately, there was no magic attack, which made Zhu Moye feel a little relieved. In this situation, he couldn't use his magic power, which was obviously very disadvantageous to the pig demon's magic attack.

The pig demon couldn't attack with mana, which really eliminated a major threat. However, in a world like this, mana was restricted, and there really wasn't any mana that could be used to attack.

Relying on physical attacks, although the pig demon was extremely tall, Zhu Moye had quick reactions and a strong body. Not to mention playing guerrilla warfare with the pig demon, even a head-on bombardment would be no problem.

But there was really no need for that. Zhu Moye kept dodging and asking the pig demon questions, but the pig demon never responded.

The look in his eyes repeatedly expressed the most primitive instinctive desire, which was to eat Zhu Moye.

Zhu Moye knew that this pig might have practiced, but it obviously had not reached a high level and was still at the lowest stage.

Zhu Moye thrust out with his spear. The dragon spear was so sharp that the pig demon was killed instantly!

Chapter 424

Chapter 886

With a scream, the pig demon fell to the ground, blood splattering all over the ground.

It was like a small mountain collapsing, stirring up a gust of wind. Zhu Moye's dragon spear flew, and although it wasn't the best cutting weapon, it quickly cut out a large piece of pork.

Zhu Moye did not rush back, but hid aside.

This place is so weird. Zhu Moye doesn’t believe that there are only a few small monsters on such a large plain, and the death of the pig monster obviously has a fatal attraction to other monsters.

Whether it was the pork or the place left behind by the pig demon after its death, other demons would surely emerge. I don't know if the demons here are all too cautious, or if there are simply too few of them.

After waiting for almost an hour, Zhu Moye began to wonder if his calculations had been completely wrong. The sky was already too dark. He wondered if Mo Ling in the cave was extremely worried.

If no one comes over, Zhu Moye decides to leave.

It seemed as if God always liked to play jokes on people. Just when Zhu Moye was about to leave, he finally heard a low roar.

Zhu Moye held back his steps and finally came out after much anticipation.

It was still a pig demon, but when Zhu Moye saw the main one, he realized that the two pig demons were different. The previous pig demon was huge and looked a bit like a human.

But compared with this pig demon, it is like a firefly competing with the bright moon, they are not on the same level at all.

This pig demon wasn't big, but its power was far beyond the previous one. It was only the size of a normal human, but when it ran, its speed was much faster than the previous pig demon's sprint.

A gust of evil wind could be felt instantly, even if Zhu Moye was not standing downwind.

Could it be that this pig demon is the former's family? Thinking of the whimpering sound before, could it be that this pig demon is feeling sad for its death?

Zhu Moye felt that this place was full of strangeness. Under normal circumstances, he would never have such a feeling. Could it be that the decline in strength caused the seven emotions and six desires to breed again?

This is not something that has never happened. The simplest proof is that when one is well fed and well clothed, he will think about sex.

Zhu Moye quickly suppressed the sadness that surged in his heart, jumped out again with the dragon spear in hand, and stabbed the pig demon in the body.

This pig demon gave him a somewhat formidable feeling, but not enough to intimidate him. Obviously, he couldn't kill it with a single shot. He still needed to ask some questions. This pig demon was so powerful, it must know something.

He had been waiting here for almost half a day just for this purpose.

The pig demon roared, and the sound was extremely unpleasant. It was as if someone was scraping something in his ears with metal, so sharp and piercing.

Zhu Moye couldn't help but cover his ears, but saw that the pig demon actually rushed towards him.

The two fangs were exceptionally long. Some people say that a pig's nose is like a scallion stuck in it to pretend to be an elephant, but this one doesn't need to pretend at all, as the fangs are even longer than an elephant's tusks. The two fangs were covered in blood. Even in the darkness, Zhu Moye could still see the blood on the fangs, which had already turned red and black.

I don’t know how many monsters have died at the hands of this pig monster’s fangs.

This pig demon was much stronger than the previous one, and it seemed to have recognized Zhu Moye as the murderer of the pig demon. When it got angry, it was extremely ferocious. For a moment, Zhu Moye had to avoid its edge.

However, the difference in strength was too great, and the pig demon was quickly knocked unconscious by Zhu Moye's stick. Zhu Moye stepped on the pig demon's head and woke it up.

"Can you speak?" Zhu Moye shouted, with the tip of his spear hanging on the pig demon's neck, ready to fall at any moment.

The pig demon grunted a few times but didn't speak.

Zhu Moye exerted force with his feet. His body and energy were powerful, so his strength was naturally immense. Although this pig demon was the king of his physical strength, he was naturally far inferior to Zhu Moye.

A mouthful of pig blood spurted out, and the pig demon finally couldn't help but yelled, "I'll tell you, I'll tell you."

"Can it really talk?" Zhu Moye was overjoyed and let the latter go. He was not afraid that the latter would escape because the latter did not have the ability to do so.

"Where exactly is this place?" Zhu Moye asked.

"Valley of Ten Thousand Monsters!"

Zhu Moye cursed inwardly, the last bit of hope in his heart was now crushed. He had never expected to actually enter the Ten Thousand Demons Valley.

Am I really that unlucky? I barely escaped death in Chaos Valley, only to find myself in the Valley of Ten Thousand Monsters. My luck isn't that bad, is it? Or has my impact on this world been so great that it's starting to reject me?

Let yourself encounter all kinds of bad luck, and wipe yourself out bit by bit?

Zhu Moye did have such a doubt. He didn't know how the other eight Human Emperors achieved enlightenment, but in comparison, he felt that his life as the ninth Human Emperor was too difficult.

But no matter how much he thought about it, it was useless. Zhu Moye could only keep going. He had walked too far on this road, and he had cared about too many people along the way.

"So what kind of incident happened in the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons this time that led to this kind of thing happening?" Zhu Moye asked.

Since this was the Valley of Ten Thousand Monsters, there obviously shouldn't be only so few monsters here. But they encountered a bizarre event that was rare in a thousand years, where so many people were sucked in at once.

There must have been some changes in the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons. Zhu Moye was certain of this.

The pig demon snorted twice and said, "I don't know either. I'm just a small demon. I haven't even completed my transformation yet."

The pig demon's words made sense. Zhu Moxie asked, "Then why can't we absorb the energy here? What's going on? Yet you can cultivate!"

Since the pig demon admitted that he was just a small demon and lacked strength, then there must be many powerful demons. Then this place could naturally be used for cultivation, but they had not yet found a place or method to cultivate.

"Speak!" Obviously this question involved the most crucial thing, so the pig demon stopped talking.

Zhu Moye certainly had the means to deal with it. He had tortured others and forced them to reveal their secrets in the past.

Soon the pig demon could no longer bear it and shouted loudly: "This is the most primitive place, filled with the most primitive breath of nature..."

Zhu Moye was shocked and shouted, "You said that everything here is barbaric energy?" Isn't the most primitive and ancient power of cultivation the Yuanli of the barbaric era?

Chapter 887 Savage Spirit

"The wild aura, I don't understand?" said the pig demon.

Zhu Moye reacted completely. No wonder he entered here for support. Although he still couldn't absorb the aura here to practice, he felt that this place was definitely not the legendary forbidden area.

He felt that his energy was blocked in the meridians, not trapped in the tendons. This was a huge difference; the latter meant he couldn't use his energy at all, while the former allowed him to use his energy again as long as the blockage was cleared.

Moreover, because it unblocks the meridians, it will even make your magic power even stronger in the future.

It turns out that this place is isolated from the Three Realms, and everything is still in its most primitive era. It is still filled with the atmosphere of wildness. In the outside world, the wild atmosphere is simply exciting and fascinating.

Because the world had changed, the Thirty-Three Heavens were high above, and the wild energy was simply untraceable. Even the most top-level Venerables wanted to become saints, and even the saints wanted to advance their cultivation, but it was impossible.

It was because the world had changed, and there was no more material to improve. But I didn't expect that this place would be filled with wild energy.

No wonder every time a monster bursts out of the Valley of Ten Thousand Monsters, it can cause a catastrophe in the Three Realms. This place has an abundant wild energy that is simply not something that those outside can contend with.

It is as if the people in the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons can continue to practice, but the people outside are restricted by energy and can only practice to one level, and then they will stagnate.