Chapter 1589 The Lost Thorn Demon
No problem at all!
With the blessing of Chai Ziyuan, even if Zhu Yun's methods are not as good as these evil cultivators, his Immortal Soul Hammer is irresistible to these evil cultivators.
Whenever Zhu Yun catches up with an evil cultivator, he will slam down the Immortal Soul Hammer, and the opponent will immediately turn into a ball of blood foam!
And no matter how these evil cultivators used their evil methods, they would never be able to touch a single hair on Zhu Yun's body!
In just one cup of tea, most of the evil cultivators here have been reduced!
The remaining evil cultivators have naturally given up!
The thought of breaking through the heavenly path and attaining enlightenment and soaring completely disappeared without a trace because of fear!
"escape!"
They were greedy for life and afraid of death, so they immediately turned into birds and beasts and dispersed.
Not to mention Zhu Yun would give them what they wanted, even Leng Bing couldn't let the evil cultivator escape!
"kill!"
He roared in his mouth, jumped up, passed through the formation, and rushed straight to the evil cultivator closest to him!
The rest of the demon cultivators have nothing to say at this time!
Zhu Yundu is here, and they have no choice but to kill him!
Moreover, this is the best opportunity to kill the evil cultivators!
Regardless of the previous rift, all the demon cultivators united at this moment.
"kill!"
The demon cultivator broke out.
And the Nascent Soul monks in the Xifan Realm also rushed out!
Of course they recognized Zhu Yun!
This is the Zhuxian in their hearts!
Zhu Xiandu is here, what else are they hiding?
When Leng Bing came, he had already made it clear that it was Zhu Yun who asked them to come over to help solve the crisis in the Xifan Realm.
That's why there are other cities. Even if those monks die, they will always turn their heads towards Zhu Yun's statue.
This has been the case all along the way.
Facing these evil cultivators, he would naturally not have any mercy!
He even completely regarded them as the remnants of Nangong Tianli!
Even if evil cultivators are like this, it can be seen that those evil immortals in the immortal world are even more lawless in their actions!
With the help of these monks, Zhu Yundun felt that he was sure of victory. No matter how fast he was, he could not kill everyone at the same time by himself.
Of course, these monks couldn't take advantage of the evil cultivators when they came up, but having the advantage in numbers and being able to hold them back would be the greatest help to Zhu Yun.
In just one stick of incense, Zhu Yun had already killed all the evil cultivators here!
In the sky, it seemed like it was raining blood.
The entire Xiji City was covered with blood, and the blood flowed towards the low-lying areas.
Even Zhu Yun's face was covered in blood, and his body was stained with some evil aura.
"Zhu Yun, you are finally here!"
Leng Bing was breathing heavily, and even though these demon cultivators had helped him breathe before, he didn't say another word.
"Here we come," Zhu Yun sighed and said, "I just didn't expect that these evil cultivators would be so fierce and trap you all here."
Leng Bing smiled bitterly and said, "They are almost ready. They plan to break through the heavenly way in the mortal world and ascend in one fell swoop. Too many monks in the mortal world have been killed by them..."
Zhu Yun was also silent, turned to look at the monks behind him, and finally set his sights on the Western Sacrifice City.
The statues in Xiji City are still there. It may be that the demon cultivators concentrated all their power here.
However, if you look closely, you can see that the number of demon cultivators is much smaller.
It seems that he died heroically in a deadly battle with the evil cultivator.
"Best wishes to fellow Taoist, Brother Leng, it was us before..."
Before he finished speaking, Zhu Yun heard something and interrupted him directly, saying, "It doesn't matter, in this situation, no one can make the right decision. At least you can rush out and help me in the end." Kill all the evil cultivators.”
The faces of all the demon cultivators showed embarrassment, but Zhu Yun was indeed right, they just had different opinions.
The ultimate goal is to kill the evil cultivators.
"Go down and talk."
Zhu Yun nodded downwards, and the monks fell down with different expressions.
"Zhu Xian is finally here..."
"This senior demon cultivator really didn't lie to us!"
"Wish the immortal mighty..."
As seen in White Tiger City, Zhu Yun was already used to it. He nodded slightly, and finally said suddenly, "The evil cultivation has been eliminated, and you can practice normally... It's just that the Xifan Realm is now suffering from disaster. If you want to Restoring the past still requires everyone’s efforts, but in the future, there won’t be any danger in this world.”
Seeing the pious and fanatical eyes of those monks, Zhu Yun could only say this.
"Wish Immortal!"
"Wish Immortal!"
"Wish Immortal!"
All the monks immediately cheered and shouted.
At the same time, there were unexpectedly strands of power of faith flying towards Zhu Yun directly from between their eyebrows.
It didn't pass the statue, but it all merged into Zhu Yun's eyebrows!
This actually prevented the monks from noticing anything strange about Zhu Yun.
Zhu Yun came back to his senses and said to Leng Bing, "The East Mortal World and the North Mortal World have been integrated with the Spirit World. The South Mortal World is also moving towards the integration of the Spirit World. Why is there no movement in the West Mortal World?"
Leng Bing shook his head, "Zhu Yun, I don't know this either. Perhaps, it is suppressed by some secret method of these evil cultivators!"
A demon cultivator said, "Indeed, they originally wanted to take advantage of the limitations of heaven in the mortal world to break through and ascend to the fairy world! But how they did it, we don't know."
Zhu Yun frowned and said, "Could it be that all the evil cultivators need to die before the mortal world starts to move?"
Zhu Yun felt that there should be no connection.
He has not experienced how the northern mortal world merges with the spiritual world, so it is difficult for him to make a judgment.
But the East Mortal Realm...
But it started when he killed all the evil immortals.
He didn't ask about the Southern Mortal Realm, but what was certain was that all the evil immortals were dead!
And what the demon cultivator said...
"There is another evil cultivator in White Tiger City. I trapped him. You are right. I will go to White Tiger City now. You can settle everyone down!"
"good!"
When Zhu Yun was about to leave, Leng Bing suddenly said, "Wait a minute, where is the Thorn Demon?"
"Stab Demon?"
Zhu Yun stopped and was stunned.
"Didn't the Thorn Demon notify you?"
Not only Leng Bing, but also the other demon cultivators were a little confused.
"I didn't encounter the Thorn Demon. After I settled the matter in the East Mortal Realm, I went to the Southern Mortal Realm to take a look and found that the overall situation in the Southern Mortal Realm was decided. Then I came to the Western Mortal Realm to see if you need help. . It can be considered as catching up..."
Zhu Yun sighed slightly.
"this……"
Leng Bing subconsciously wanted to find the location of the stabbing demon through mind connection, but this was the mortal world and was also restricted.
He couldn't sense it.
"Could it be that the Thorn Demon went to the spirit world and didn't find you?"
"There's no rush," Zhu Yun smiled and said, "Since he is looking for me in the spirit world, he must be able to meet him after I appear in the spirit world."
"We can only hope so..."
Leng Bing nodded and watched Zhu Yun leave.
The other demon cultivators stepped forward to apologize to Leng Bing.
Although Zhu Yun was not brought here by the Thorn Demon.
But in essence, it still shows that Zhu Yun is a trustworthy person, and they feel guilty in their hearts.
Soon, Zhu Yun returned to Baihu City again.
He landed in front of the statue and his eyes fell on the crazy evil cultivator.
