I am a late bloomer in the world of immortality

Wei Tu was deeply impressed by Sun Yu.

Fifteen years ago, it was Sun Yu who led the Xianmen law enforcement team to take him away from Xiayamei's house and issued a recruitment order for him.

If that were the case, Wei Tu would not hold a grudge against Sun Yu.

However, outside of official duties, Sun Yu often used words to ridicule and tease him.

In addition, Sun Yu also used the topic to his advantage, using his strength to suppress others, and exploited a lot of the Xiayamei family's heritage.

"Let's take a look first to see if there is a suitable opportunity to make a move." Feeling resentful, Wei Tu left in no hurry. His eyes flickered a few times, using the colorful phantom moth to watch the progress of the battle ahead.

It was Wei Tuyi who was very brave. At this time, he had several powerful magic weapons on his body, and he also practiced both magic and body. He thought that he would be able to escape unscathed after Sun Yu and others found out.

At this moment, we were in a valley about ten miles away from Wei Tu.

The war situation gradually became tense.

Sun Yu used a crescent blade with silver light to confront the demonic monk opposite.

For a while, it was difficult for both sides to tell the winner.

at this time.

The situation suddenly changed.

A skinny dwarf in the queue of demon monks suddenly took out a silver orb the size of a chicken. He sneered a few times and muttered something about the silver orb.

In an instant, several dark winds as scarlet as blood emerged from the inside of the silver orb, blowing towards the righteous monk where Sun Yu was.

This evil wind was so powerful that when several righteous monks were about to block it, they were frozen by the evil wind and turned into blood-colored ice sculptures.

After killing several righteous monks, the sinister wind remained unabated and continued to blow towards Sun Yu and others. It seemed that it would not stop until the remaining righteous monks were killed.

"Thousand-blooded Demonic Wind?" Sun Yu recognized the origin of these bloody evil winds. He was extremely shocked and his face was full of disbelief.

However, Sun Yu was not frightened by this "thousand-blood demonic wind" and did not dare to move.

The moment the "Thousand Blood Devil Wind" blew, he flew to the other side of the valley to avoid the blow.

"You actually carry with you a piece of mana from the Old Demon of Earthly Yin? How is this possible? Who are you?" After they were safe, Sun Yu looked at the skinny dwarf and said in a slightly shocked tone.

Talisman treasures are easy to make, but Jin Dan Zhenjun's magic power is difficult to seal. This is a well-known common sense in the world of immortality.

Compared with talismans and incomplete magic weapons, although the magic power banned by True Lord Jindan can only be used once, it is more powerful. After all, it is difficult for ordinary monks to withstand a casual blow from True Lord Jindan.

And the "Ten Thousand Blood Demonic Wind" is precisely the famous magical power of the Earthly Yin Old Demon on the battlefield of good and evil.

When Wei Tu heard this, he couldn't help but be startled. He didn't expect that the situation had reached such a dangerous situation, and Sun Yu would not forget to talk nonsense with this group of demon cultivators.

In fact, Sun Yu was also in trouble at this time.

The members of their law enforcement team are all related, and the few monks who died just now were all descendants of Jindan. After he returns, he must give an explanation.

We cannot let these "connected households" die in unknown circumstances.

"As soon as we get the specific information, we will withdraw immediately and not get entangled with them." Sun Yu thought to himself.

"Haha, you are so stupid. Do you think we will openly tell you our identities?" Upon hearing Sun Yu's words, the group of black-robed demon cultivators burst out laughing.

"How childish." A demonic cultivator mocked directly.

Obviously, they don't have the good habit of leaving names for their enemies like Sun Yu.

"Kill!" The group of black-robed demon cultivators looked at each other, moved separately, and in a blink of an eye, they surrounded Sun Yu and others who were lucky enough to be caught in the "Ten Thousand Blood Demonic Wind".

At this time, the attack intensity and methods of the black-robed demon cultivators were much more powerful than before, and each of them was at the late stage of foundation building.

It seems that in the previous battle, the true strength was hidden.

Bang bang! Click!

The roar of the magic weapon sounded again.

After more than a dozen rounds, the righteous monks were besieged by the demonic cultivators, who used various powerful secret techniques, magical powers, and magical weapons to kill them.

Only Sun Yu and a beautiful woman in a short skirt were left in the venue.

The only two people left, Sun Yu, also relied on the powerful defensive weapons in their hands to withstand this round of attack by the demon cultivators.

"Why are these demonic cultivators so fierce? If I had known earlier, I should have retreated first." Sun Yu looked at his fallen companions, his heart was broken, and he had no more thoughts of fighting against them.

"When I return to the sect and bring in reinforcements, I will deal with you again."

Sun Yu thought viciously and crushed a jade talisman hidden in his sleeve.

The moment the jade talisman was crushed, Sun Yu's figure disappeared on the spot, and his aura appeared twenty miles away.

The defensive weapon that protected Sun Yu, after losing its magic power, spun around and fell to the ground.

Like Sun Yu, the woman in short skirt followed closely and disappeared into the circle surrounded by this group of demon cultivators.

See Sun Yu and the two disappear.

The group of demon cultivators were stunned and speechless for a moment.

"It seems that we almost caught a big fish this time. Among this group of righteous monks, two of them actually have small teleportation talismans." The dwarf demon cultivator took a step forward and picked up the defensive magic weapons of Sun Yu and the woman in short skirts, with a trace of his mouth. sneered.

The small moving talisman is a third-level talisman. Even Jindan Zhenjun doesn't have many in his hands, let alone give it to his descendants.

Without exception, all foundation-building monks who have small moving talismans in their hands are the descendants of Jindan Zhenjun who cherishes them very much.

"It's not bad. We killed so many righteous foundations this time. When we return to the Demon Palace, the Demon Lord will reward us..." Another black-robed demon cultivator interjected.

"It's just that if we let those two monks go, will it affect our plans in Zheng State?"

"What if those two people return to the sect and attract True Lord Jindan to hunt us down..."

A demon cultivator said worriedly.

"Don't worry about this. Before this trip, the Demon Lord had already expected that we would encounter the righteous monks." The dwarf demon cultivator laughed, took out several black cloaks from the storage bag, and distributed them one by one.

As these demon cultivators put on their cloaks.

Wei Tu's spiritual consciousness, which was stored in the colorful phantom moth, could no longer detect the traces of these demon cultivators. Even the conversation between these people could not be heard clearly.

But fortunately, the colorful phantom moth's naked eyes can still see the figures of these demon cultivators.

Seeing this, Wei Tu withdrew most of his consciousness, leaving only a trace of his consciousness to control the colorful phantom moths and track these demonic cultivators.

…

Magic palace? Demon Lord?

Wei Tu, who was hiding in the dark, smacked these two words for a while, looking thoughtful.

He had been in Cicada Cliff for ten years, but he had never heard of a force called "Devil Palace" and a big shot named "Demon Lord" in the demon world.

"Never mind that for now."

"It's more important to chase Sun Yu."

Wei Tu shook his head and resisted the idea of ​​tracing the details of these demon cultivators.

A qualified monk should know what risks should be taken and what risks should not be taken.

This group of demonic cultivators are so vicious, and they are obviously not a kind person. Although they have many methods, they are not necessarily more powerful than Sun Yu and others...

The small moving talisman can move twenty miles away in an instant.

Based on this,

Wei Tu found it difficult to find traces of Sun Yu's escape.

However, Wei Tu knew information that these demonic cultivators did not know. He had learned from Sun Yu that he was a Qingzhushan cultivator fifteen years ago.

"karma."

A sneer appeared at the corner of Wei Tu's mouth, and he set off for the place Sun Yu must pass on his way back to Qingzhu Mountain.

…

There is a cracking sky sculpture to help.

Wei Tu's speed on the road was comparable to the peak of foundation building, and he quickly arrived at "Qingsong City" three hundred miles away from Qingzhu Mountain.

Qingsong City is the last hurdle leading to Qingzhu Mountain.

Wei Tu was certain that Sun Yu might make a detour in other places, but he would never make a detour here in Qingsong City.

Without entering Qingsong City, it would be difficult for Sun Yu to return to Qingzhu Mountain.

After waiting for several days.

Wei Tu, who was hiding underground, used the cracking sky sculpture's vision to see a strong middle-aged man flying towards him at low altitude.

The strong middle-aged man flew away for a while, then glanced back, as if he was worried that there were pursuers behind him.

After seeing the towering walls of Qingsong City, the vigorous middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief, and the vigilance on his face gradually dissipated.

"Sun Yu's aura?" Wei Tu sensed it and judged that this strong middle-aged man was Sun Yu who had escaped from the demon cultivator.

See this scene.

Wei Tu secretly laughed at Sun Yu. He usually relied on his status as the heir of Jindan to dominate the Zheng Kingdom. He had not mastered the art of disguise, and now he could not even imitate the aura of others.

Otherwise, he would have to put in some hard work to carry out the robbery this time.

"When you get to Qingsong City, contact your grandfather immediately. This time, you shouldn't be severely punished by the Righteous Alliance..." After Sun Yu saw Qingsong City, he was relaxed and no longer as alert as he was when he was on his way.

After all, no matter what he thought, he would never think that anyone would dare to rob and kill him outside Qingsong City.

However--

at this time.

Suddenly, a green needle shot out of the ground and pierced the back of Sun Yu's head.

Sun Yu reacted with alarm, and immediately took out a second-level mid-grade defensive weapon to protect himself.

But this is just an attack.

Immediately afterwards, several Sanskrit sounds sounded softly, and huge sound waves fell from the sky.

"I don't want to die." Sun Yu looked up at the three bloody Buddhas above his head, with fear in his eyes.

next moment.

The magic bell attack fell.

There was a large pit several feet deep on the ground, and Sun Yu was deeply embedded in it. His flesh and blood were blurred and turned into a puddle of flesh.

"Go!" Wei Tu put away Sun Yu's bag, took out the essence and blood of "Lu Yuanli", poured demonic energy into it, and hit Sun Yu's body.

From beheading Sun Yu to committing perjury, Wei Tu only spent less than two breaths of time.

Therefore, when the monks from Qingsong City heard about the fighting and rushed over, Wei Tu had already disappeared from the building.

"Demon cultivator breath?"

"A demonic cultivator has lurked into our country of Zheng and ambushed the righteous cultivators?"

"This aura looks a bit like a monk from the Mosha Sect? Was it the monk from the Mosha Sect who robbed and killed this fellow Taoist?"

The cultivators discussed it a lot.

At this time, in a cave in Qingzhu Mountain, an old man in brocade robes who was in retreat suddenly opened his eyes and shot out like a sharp arrow, rushing to Qingsong City.

"Who killed my grandson?" Half a quarter of an hour later, the old man in brocade robes arrived and looked at the monks around him with an angry look.