For demon cultivators, there is no more effective way than power shock.

Lu Fan strode away, and no one dared to get close to him.

Such a clean and neat killing of three demon cultivators was enough to completely remember his name by all the demon cultivators in the Blood Clotting Domain.

Lu Fan believed that even after he left the Blood Clotting Realm, no other demon cultivator would dare to cross the boundary. This is also the biggest reason why he wanted to kill the three people mercilessly.

Kill the chicken to scare the monkey and shock the world.

He stood up and flew out of the Demon God's territory with the skeleton. The skeleton shouted: "Brother Lu Fan, can you leave? Let's go to Qingtian Kingdom now!"

Lu Fan said: "Go back to the village and say a few things first. I still have some things to tell my mother-in-law."

Accelerate the flight, and Lu Fan flew towards the Witch Village.

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At the same time, it is far away in Wu'an, which is far away from the eastern border.

The territory of Manzhou is a barren land, and there is no people in thousands of miles.

On the dry land, no grass grows. Only black crows fly by from time to time, making harsh and unpleasant screams.

The sun shines brightly, and the heat rises from the ground.

Amid the ruins of rocks, a blood light suddenly lit up. Immediately afterwards, the earth roared, and a city appeared out of thin air.

The dark and messy buildings are completely invisible. The broken city walls, open gates, and the blood light that faintly reveals from the city make the city look like a ghost town!

Not far away, suddenly, a figure came from the direction of the horizon.

Their pace was unfast, but they kept flashing in the wasteland and soon arrived in front of the city.

Looking at the open city gate, hundreds of men in black, wrapped around them all rushed in without hesitation.

And after they rushed in, the broken city gate closed.

The blood light rose again, and the city slowly disappeared without a trace.

The man in black who entered the city looked calmly at the sky suddenly darkened and continued to walk inside.

Suddenly, various figures began to appear on both sides of the street and in the houses.

Corrosive orcs, half-faced fishmans and even demonized dragons.

These people of all races were wearing the same black robes, with red eyes looking at the hundreds of new men in black.

Perhaps because the indigenous people in these cities are too ugly, many of the new black men began to tremble.

They continued to move forward and came to the center of the city.

Here is a huge altar, with white bones piled up like mountains, standing on the altar.

Four soul pillars stand on both sides, as dark as ink, with blood on them.

They are four big words: blood, corpse, sharp, ghost, and the four big words.

In the center of the altar, there is a huge white bone seat, a huge skull on the backrest, and a dragon horn.

The new men in black all came to the bottom of the altar and stood respectfully.

At this time, many indigenous people rushed over from all directions in the city.

Slowly, dark demonic energy began to surge on both sides of the altar.

Immediately afterwards, dozens of strong men with blood-red cloaks behind them, eyes as blood and faces as ghosts appeared on both sides of the altar.

A black fog suddenly rushed out of the ground and slowly condensed into a human form.

An old man appeared in front of the new man in black. He held a bone staff and paused gently, saying, "Kneel!"

All the new men in black fell to their knees and then spread their hands on the ground.

The old man said loudly: "When you enter the Demon City, you will be this Taoist. Dedicate your loyalty, your life, and everything about you. Read with me, and everything is in the control of the Demon God!"

All the men in black spoke at the same time: "Everything is in the control of the demon god!"

As soon as the sound fell, a wisp of demonic energy rose from their feet and injected into their bodies.

The old man nodded. This was the most critical step for demon cultivators to get started. To lose their origins and enter the path of demons, the body is contaminated with demonic energy, and from then on, it will be the dark clan.

No one dared to resist these demonic energy, and all quietly endured the changes of the demonic energy.

The old man glanced through the crowd and suddenly saw the two of them kneeling there, extremely calm, with demonic energy lingering, unmoved at all.

"You guys come up!"

He stretched out his hand and immediately, the two men in black who were pointed to quickly stepped forward and knelt down again.

The old man looked at the demonic aura on their bodies and smiled and said, "As soon as he started, his demonic heart was consolidated. It's good, good."

Seeing that all the men in black were almost soaked in demonic energy, the old man suddenly turned around and shouted: "Person Wu is kind to appear!"

After saying that, the old man immediately crawled on the ground.

All the demon cultivators fell to the ground in the entire city.

Suddenly, a light fell from the sky and shone directly on the bone seat.

The next moment, a beautiful figure appeared in the light.

The veil covers her face and her figure is graceful. The slender black robe cannot cover her beauty, and her eyebrows and eyes are smiling. It is the ethereal Wu who hasn't seen for a long time!

"Have you met Elder Wu!"

All the demon cultivators knelt on the ground and said loudly.

Wu Kongling glanced at everyone and chuckled, "Very good. It seems that there is a lot of fresh blood entering my Purple Soul Sect today. You have done a good job. As long as you continue to work hard, maybe in a while, you can go with the sect to the place where the Demon God lives and pay tribute to the gods."

The old man was so excited that his whole body trembled: "Thank you, Elder Wu, for your support!"

Wu Kongling raised her hand and said, "It should be. This time, all the elite candidates selected from all over the country?"

The old man knelt on the ground and said, "That's right. They are all people who are dedicated to seeking demons. Now they are immersed in the demonic energy and have entered my Purple Soul Sect."

Wu Chongling slowly walked down from the altar, and several men in black secretly looked up at Wu Chongling.

Suddenly, my mind was immediately captured by Wu's ethereal and beautiful figure, and it was difficult for a while to move my eyes away.

Wu Kongling came to the old man and waved his hand gently, "Get up!"

The old man immediately stood up and stood behind Wu Chongling's back.

Wu Kongling looked at the two men in black kneeling in front of him and said, "You two look good, and the demonic heart is firm. Take off your cover and reveal your true face. Let me see!"

The two men in black raised their heads and slowly took off the mask on their faces. It was a man and a woman.

The man has a salesman's face and a blank look, looking like a puppet.

The woman had a pretty face, but there was a bit of charm between her eyes. And she seemed to have a strong sense of death all over her body.

Wu Kongling looked at the two of them and said, "Come on the name."

"Donghuazhou, Lu Cheng, Zhang Yuehan, I have met Elder Wu. This is my husband, Lu Cheng guards, Lu Ming!"

Wu Kongling heard the word "Lucheng in Donghuazhou" and his expression was slightly stiff.

She looked at Zhang Yuehan carefully, then pointed at Lu Ming and said, "Why is your husband so ungod?"

Zhang Yuehan replied with a smile: "Because he is disobedient, I let him do this."

The old man next to him suddenly said beside Wu Kongling: "Elder. I have heard of this. Just because of this woman, Lucheng has fallen into our hands now. As well as the surroundings and several small cities, they have begun to provide us with convenience. We need to reward such talents!"

Wu Kongling's eyes were flashing with a strange light, but she smiled slightly and said, "It's indeed done well. Why do you want to be a demon?"

Suddenly, a piece of corpse gas emerged from Zhang Yuehan's body, and a dead aura.

Immediately, many demon cultivators in the city exclaimed: "What a powerful corpse energy."

"Report to Elder, because I was a demon cultivator, but I just didn't find the sect."

Wu Kongling looked at Lu Ming, who was motionless for a few more times, and suddenly seemed to think of something, and his eyes flashed.

But immediately, she calmed down her mind and withdrew her eyes and said indifferently: "Very good. Our Purple Soul Sect needs someone like you!"

As he said that, Wu Kongling stretched out his hand and gently patted Zhang Yuehan's head.

Zhang Yuehan immediately knelt more piously!

Wu Kongling waved his hand and said, "Go, everything is based on the rules of the sect. As long as you sacrifice your loyalty, the sect will ensure your safety."

After saying that, Wu Yingling turned around and walked back to the altar.

The old man next to him clapped his hands gently, and immediately the demon cultivators wearing cloaks all around him stepped forward and divided the newcomers into several teams to take them away in turn.

There is no doubt that what awaits them is a brand new life. But at this moment, Zhang Yuehan suddenly shouted: "Wait a minute, Elder Wu!"

Wu Yingling stopped and turned her head slowly.

The old man suddenly had a demonic energy on his bone staff.

"Bold, you're looking for death!"

Wu Kongling reached out to stop the old man, smiled and said, "What else do you have?"
To be continued...