Chapter 535 Mascot Luo Ninghua

After several fierce battles, Zhao Mu was basically sure that this white-haired beast was the demon god.

At least it was a descendant of the demon god's bloodline.

Its defense was stronger than that of the Bull Demon Lord he had met before. Without using immortal power, the power of the Haotian Sword could not leave any scars on it.

Although Zhao Mu still had some immortal power reserves, it was a generous gift left for the ghost master and could not be used easily now.

Although he could not break the defense, Zhao Mu still had the upper hand with his speed and advantages in laws.

After several more rounds, the white-haired beast seemed to know that Zhao Mu was not a master to be messed with. Its body shook, and the golden light shook, scattering countless golden lights.

The dazzling light blocked Zhao Mu's sight and perception. Just when he thought this guy was going to sneak attack, the golden light dissipated, and the white-haired beast and the little beast disappeared.

"Run away?"

Zhao Mu was stunned. This result was something he did not expect.

He could understand that cultivators would be more cautious, after all, old antiques cherish their lives, but how could this descendant of the demon god be so cautious, and even knew the tactic of throwing a smoke bomb and then escaping.

He even suspected that the descendant of the demon god did not escape, but was hiding in the dark, waiting for an opportunity to give Zhao Mu a fierce sneak attack.

But after waiting for a long time, even if Zhao Mu deliberately exposed a flaw, the expected sneak attack did not appear.

Zhao Mu was convinced that the descendant of the demon god had indeed run away with his cubs.

Luo Ninghua did not know the truth, and thought that Zhao Mu was too strong, forcing the descendant of the demon god to escape, and flew over to flatter him, and Zhao Mu could not listen to it.

"Fairy Ninghua, please maintain your image. It's hard for me to look at you like this!"

Luo Ninghua looked aggrieved: "Don't my legs look good!"

"Uh... it's okay. It would be better if I could touch it." Zhao Mu glanced over and found that Luo Ninghua had torn her skirt a lot shorter. Her white thighs were really eye-catching.

Female cultivators in Xianwu Continent dress relatively conservatively, especially Luo Ninghua, the head of a famous and upright sect. When going out, they have to maintain their image. No one has ever seen what they look like below the neck.

Today, she was so generous to show Zhao Mu her proud figure. This was simply surpassing herself.

Hearing Zhao Mu's words, Luo Ninghua couldn't help blushing.

But she didn't back off. Instead, she took the initiative to hook her finger at Zhao Mu: "Then come over, but you can only touch it once."

Damn, who can bear this?

Zhao Mu rushed up and touched her well.

It is impossible to kill him in one go. Now that he has taken possession of it, Zhao Mu will not let it go until he has had enough fun.

Of course, Zhao Mu also kept a vigilance to prevent the descendant of the demon god from making a comeback.

He did this to deliberately confuse the enemy.

But until Luo Ninghua's face was red and bleeding, and there was no movement around, Zhao Mu was completely convinced that the descendant of the demon god had really run away.

It's a bit difficult to deal with.

The descendant of the demon god is thick-skinned and hard to kill with one blow. How cautious is his character? Once he finds that the momentum is not right, he will run away. It will be even more difficult to capture him.

"Forget it, let's keep going. I guess that the Black Mountain Patriarch should have taken the Inverted Linglong Tower to the seventh floor of the Immortal Court Abyss. Let's find the entrance to the seventh floor first, and then we will directly kill into the lair of the Ghost Dao Sect."

Zhao Mu carried Luo Ninghua on his shoulders, and his hands had not moved away from her legs.

Luo Ninghua was shy and obedient, but she didn't dare to provoke him any further, fearing that Zhao Mu would lose control and kill her right here.

But she was still overthinking, Zhao Mu still had some self-control.

Going deep into the abyss of the God's Tomb for hundreds of miles, Zhao Mu found several more golden tombstones, but they were not as large as the first time he saw them.

Like all the tombstones he had encountered before,

he encountered hundreds and thousands of tombs, all of which were empty.

At this moment, Zhao Mu suddenly felt something, and immediately condensed a space barrier with an invisible function, completely isolating the two people's figures and breath, and then flew towards a tombstone not far away.

Under the tombstone, two figures were carrying something, and there were traces of excavation on the ground.

When he got closer, he saw that they were two evil cultivators of the Ghost Dao Sect, carrying a dried corpse.

The mummy was unearthed not long ago. Although it had been dead for who knows how many years, its body was as hard as iron and looked very heavy. With the strength of the two evil cultivators in the fusion realm, it was very difficult to carry it. They walked very slowly, and every step they took would leave a deep footprint on the ground.

"I'm so tired, let's take a break." The evil cultivator walking in front complained tiredly.

"Don't delay, we finally found a demon corpse, let's go back and hand in the task, lest Lord Hades get angry and punish us." The evil cultivator behind urged.

"Why are you in such a hurry? Lord Hades is going to the Immortal Court to do something. He won't be back so soon."

"You can't be lazy. The ghost pharmacist is still waiting for the corpse of the demon god to make an elixir. You don't know his temper. If you delay his arrangements, we will both go to see the King of Hell."

"Okay, okay... Senior Brother, I'm not saying anything bad about you. You are getting more and more timid. We were the evil duo who dominated the world back then. We should have lived a happy and lawless life. How come after joining the Ghost Sect, we have become slaves? If I had known this would happen, I shouldn't have joined the Ghost Sect with you."

"You know nothing. I am not thinking about the future of the two of us brothers. It is good to lean on a big tree for shade. Don't you think about how fast our cultivation will break through after joining the Ghost Dao Sect? With our qualifications and the help of the strange pill, it will not take a few years to break through the Tribulation Realm. By then, this kind of dirty work will naturally not be needed for us brothers to do. Just bear with it."

When it comes to the improvement of cultivation, the evil cultivator in front can't refute it. He can only hum a few times and continue to work hard to carry the corpse.

Not far away, Zhao Mu and Luo Ninghua were observing the two and heard their conversation clearly.

"Brother Mu, I see that the aura of these two people is strange and surging. Although they do have the cultivation of the fusion realm, their foundation is like a castle in the air and is very unstable."

"It should be the strange pill they mentioned that forcibly improves their cultivation. The price is also obvious. The burning speed of their vitality is more than ten times that of normal people." Zhao Mu saw through the secrets of these two people at a glance.

"Should we stop them and force them to tell us some information about the Ghost Dao Sect?" Luo Ninghua was eager to try.

Zhao Mu shook his head: "Don't worry, follow them and go straight to their lair to wipe them out."

"Okay, I'll cheer for Brother Mu!"

Luo Ninghua increasingly agreed with his position as a mascot.