As soon as the drunkard finished speaking, countless sword energy had already passed through the bodies of Fu Wanshou and Lijiao Immortal, hovered in front of them again, and converged into a huge fairy sword.
Phew~
Phew~
After two consecutive sounds of vomiting blood, Fu Wanshou and Lijiao Immortal both covered their chests and looked at the swords that followed with horror on their faces. Although the two of them wanted to spread their legs and escape, they were unable to move at all under the pressure of the fairy sword.
At this moment, the Withered Bone Demon Lord had appeared not far away. Seeing that the two of them were about to be buried under the sword, he roared angrily: "Drunkard, I respect you as the leader of Jiuzhou's casual cultivators, and I don't want to form an enmity with you. If you really If you dare to take the lives of the two of them, even if we, the Demon Underworld Palace, try our best to make enemies of the loose cultivators in the world, we will still take your lives!"
Faced with the threat from the Bone Demon Lord, the drunkard just snorted disdainfully. With one hand slightly withdrawn, the wine gourd suddenly swelled several times in size, sucking Zhu Jiuwan into the air. And the other hand waved down in the air, and the fairy sword smashed down immediately.
Seeing that the three monsters from the Devil's Cave who had brought disaster to Jiuzhou were about to be eliminated by the drunkard, the Withered Bone Demon Lord finally rushed over at the last moment.
Each hand punched out, hitting the wine gourd and the fairy sword from a distance.
Two loud noises came out almost at the same time. The wine gourd was hit by a sudden punch from the air and shook a few times. The powerful innate spiritual energy shrank suddenly and retreated into the gourd. Zhu Jiuyi took the opportunity to break away from the suction of the wine gourd, flipped several somersaults in succession, and fell to the ground.
Another punch of the Withered Bone Demon Lord appeared on the heads of Fu Wanshou and Fu Wanshou in time. He opened his clenched fist and grabbed the fallen sword, saving them both.
"Thank you Demon Lord for daring to come to rescue our brothers in time!"
Fu Wanshou spent the rest of his life, facing the figure of the Withered Bone Demon Lord in the distance, and was about to kneel down to thank him for his rescue.
"You three, why don't you get back quickly! If a drunkard comes here, I won't be able to save you."
"Oh? Oh, you guys know."
Fu Wanshou helped Zhu Jiuwan up with one hand, and he and Lijiao Immortal crawled back to the front of the Withered Bone Demon Lord.
The drunkard recalled the wine gourd and drank several large gulps. He said slightly apologetically: "Hey, I didn't expect the Withered Bone Demon Lord to come so quickly. If it had been so late at night, the old drunkard would have killed those three spirits."
Mu Jingyu comforted him: "Senior, there is no need to blame yourself. I know that the Withered Bone Demon Lord has amazing cultivation. You failed to kill the three monsters from the Demon Cave under his hands. There is nothing to blame yourself for."
I think back then, Mo Yunshen couldn't last more than three or five rounds in the hands of the Withered Bone Demon Lord. If it weren't for the help of the two Jiuhua Immortal Treasures, the three of them would have been captured by the Withered Bone Demon Lord before Long Tianlu came to rescue them.
The drunkard watched the Withered Bone Demon Lord protecting the three people behind him, and whispered: "Little friend Mu, the cultivation level of this Withered Bone Demon Lord has probably reached the peak of Xiantian Kaitian. Although the old Jiutou is not afraid of him at all, but if I’m a little powerless to protect you. Besides, although the three monsters from the Demon Cave suffered heavy blows from me, they didn’t lose their fighting strength. If the three of them join forces, you are no match for them.”
Mu Jingyu knew what the drunkard meant, nodded and said: "Don't worry, old man, Jingyu knows what you mean. If a fight breaks out later, just let go and deal with the Bone Demon Lord, I will take care of myself."
The drunkard said: "Little friend Mu misunderstood me. Now that the Withered Bone Demon King is here, we don't need to fight with them anymore. I estimate that when they come around Yaowang Valley, they may have poisoned them. Maybe. The entire village has been poisoned by them."
"What does the old man mean... let them go for the time being and go immediately to treat the poisoned villagers?"
The drunkard nodded and said: "That's right. Don't forget the purpose of our coming here. Presumably, the Alchemy Demon has summoned the spirits from the Yaowen Palace to spread poison around the Medicine King Valley again, forcing the Medical Immortal to send all the disciples in the valley everywhere. Treat these injured villagers."
When the drunkard said this, he suddenly took a breath of cold air and murmured to himself: "If it is as I guessed, I am afraid that the Medicine King Valley is already in danger."
It’s no wonder that the drunkard has such a guess. Now even the Withered Bone Demon Lord, one of the only two guardians in the Demon Underworld Palace, has brought the three monsters from the Demon Cave to the Medicine King Valley a hundred miles away. The elixir demon must have received the full support of North Pluto, and vowed to defeat the medical fairy in this competition and snatch the first half of the ancient secret book.
Mu Jingyu comforted him: "Senior, please don't make any wild guesses yet. Maybe it's just a coincidence that the Withered Bone Demon Lord appears here."
The drunkard sighed: "I hope it's like you said, the old drunkard is just worrying." He turned to look at the Withered Bone Demon Lord and others, and saw that he had helped the three monsters from the Demon Cave to deal with their injuries, and looked at him from a distance.
"Drunkard, I have warned you before to let go of the three monsters in the Devil's Cave. But you have a high level of self-control and cultivation, and you don't take my warning seriously at all. Hum, do you really think that I can't defeat you!"
The Withered Bone Demon Lord said as his body was surrounded by countless black energy. Obviously, he is ready to take action anytime and anywhere to fight a drunkard.
The drunkard was worried as he was just now, and he didn't dare to waste time here with the Withered Bone Demon Lord and others. However, if his evil intentions are revealed now, I am afraid that the Withered Bone Demon Lord will be entangled with him.
"Hahaha, Dry Bones Demon Lord, the old Jiutou has been in the Nine Provinces for decades. Even if the two Demon Emperors come, they still have to give me a few points. You, a little protector of the Demon Underworld Palace, actually want me to sell you a few points. The thin noodles are a bit overestimating one’s abilities.”
The drunkard wants to retreat, but his face is full of pride. The huge fairy sword even showed off in front of the Bone Demon Lord. Waves of innate spiritual energy wrapped around the sword, showing the drunkard's powerful cultivation.
The Withered Bone Demon Lord was not afraid at all. He glanced at the dazzling sword and said with a mocking smile: "Senior Jiu is so eager to show off his cultivation. Could it be that he wants to scare me away?"
The Dry Bones Demon Lord saw the drunkard's little plan at a glance. Instead of retreating, he took a few steps forward. He stretched out his hand, wanting to hold the fairy sword that the drunkard had condensed with his spiritual energy.
The drunkard's complexion changed slightly, and the spiritual energy in the fairy sword also trembled a few times.
Mu Jingyu whispered: "Old senior, the Withered Bone Demon Lord may have seen your intention. Why don't you, veteran, take action to capture him. If you let them leave, they might poison other villagers. "
"Based on my cultivation, it is not easy to take down the Withered Bone Demon Lord in a short time." The drunkard thought for a moment and said: "The most urgent task now is to scare them away first and rush to the Medicine King Valley quickly. Old Jiutou I’m really worried about the safety of the medical fairy!”
However, looking at the expression on the Withered Bone Demon Lord at this moment, it seems that he wants to drag the drunkard here. The more he behaves like this, the more worried the alcoholic becomes. Just when he didn't know what to do, a spirit from the Demon Underworld Palace hurried over from a distance.
The spirit first whispered a few words into the ear of the Withered Bone Demon Lord, and then retreated behind him.
Although the two people spoke in extremely low voices, the drunkard still relied on his innate cultivation to listen to everything. When the spirit retreated, the drunkard couldn't help but frown.
Mu Jingyu saw the drunkard's expression was different and asked quickly: "Old senior, what did the spirit say?"
The drunkard replied in a low voice: "Little friend Mu, the situation is indeed as I expected. The Alchemy Demon has summoned many spirits from the Yaowen Palace and surrounded the Yaowang Valley. Now the situation in Yaowang Valley is critical. We can't drag it out any longer."
"Old senior, what are you going to do?"
The drunkard glanced at the Withered Bone Demon Lord and the others, with a hint of murderous intent in his eyes: "The Withered Bone Demon Lord and the three monsters from the Demon Cave have been summoned by the Alchemy Demon, and they are about to rush to the Medicine King Valley to help him. Why not, I will be here. By killing four people, you can gain a powerful helper from the Alchemy Demon and kill some powerful enemies for the Medical Immortal."
Mu Jingyu has always secretly hated the Withered Bone Demon Lord for killing Long Tian Clover in the solitary temple, so he consciously or unintentionally encouraged the drunkard to kill the Withered Bone Demon Lord to avenge Long Tian Clover. At this moment, he saw the drunkard with murderous intentions, which was exactly what he wanted.
"Old senior, please rest assured that you can go ahead and kill the Withered Bone Demon Lord, Jingyu will protect himself."
The drunkard made up his mind and laughed loudly: "Demon Lord of Bones, if you want to know if the old drunkard is trying to scare you, don't we know it by taking action?"
After the drunkard finished speaking, he waved his hand and placed the sword between the two of them in the air. I'm just afraid that the next moment, I will take action.
The Withered Bone Demon Lord said: "Drunkard, I just asked you to do it, but you hesitated and refused to fight me. Now that you want to do it, I don't have time to play with you."
"What, you want to run away?" The drunkard didn't wait for the Bone Demon Lord to make a move, and the fairy sword whizzed over.
The Withered Bone Demon Lord blocked the fairy sword, then took a few steps back, beckoning the three monsters from the Demon Cave to retreat.
"Drunkard, I have something important to do, and I won't play with you today." The Withered Bones Demon Lord saw that Drunkard was unwilling to let him go, and wanted to hold him back. Both fists hit the ground suddenly, and two cracks were seen that were more than tens of feet deep and two or three feet wide, extending from the feet to the front of Jiugui and Mu Jingyu.
"Be careful!" The drunkard warned Mu Jingyu and then flew into the air.
"Don't worry, senior, Jingyu can handle it." Mu Jingyu didn't have a weapon in his hand and couldn't stay in the air for a long time. The moment the crack reached him, he jumped up from the ground. Taking advantage of the short space, he tried his best to control his body shape and floated to the side of the crack.
But the two cracks did not stop because of the two people's avoidance. Instead, they increased their speed and attacked the two girls behind them.
"What's wrong, the target of the Withered Bone Demon Lord is not us, but those two girls!"
The drunkard reacted instantly. He didn't care about pursuing the Withered Bone Demon Lord and others who were running away. He sprayed out a spiritual energy chain from his hand. The moment the two girls were about to fall into the crack, it wrapped around their waists and lifted them up. In mid-air.
The next second, two cracks arrived under the girl's body, swallowing up everything around her.
The two girls were so frightened that their faces turned pale. They stared at the dark cracks below with lingering fear, and even forgot to cry.
With two splashes, the drunkard threw the two girls to the open space aside, and Mu Jingyu followed them and landed next to them. After checking the injuries of the two people and seeing that there was nothing serious, he turned to look at the direction where the Withered Bone Demon Lord and others were retreating.
"Old senior, they have run away, are you still chasing them?"
The drunkard said regretfully: "Let's forget it. If I chase you with you, I'm afraid I'll fall into their trap."
Mu Jingyu also knew that the spirits of the Demon Underworld Palace were full of tricks, so he had no choice but to give up.
"Then our next step is to rush to Yaowang Valley?"
The drunkard nodded: "Yes, the spirit just told the Withered Bone Demon Lord that the Alchemy Demon has led the spirits from the Demon Nether Palace to surround the Medicine King Valley. Let's rush there quickly and help the Medical Immortal defeat the enemy."
The drunkard wanted to leave here as soon as he pulled Mu Jingyu. Unexpectedly, the girl who had not been violated by Zhu Jiuhuan hugged his trousers.
"Grandpa Immortal, those spirits just drove everyone in the village to the open space in the middle of the village. My sister and I hid in the room, but we were found by that... that spirit. I heard him say that the people in the village Everyone has been poisoned by them. Please ask Grandpa Immortal to save them."
The girl cried and pulled another girl who looked dull, and they knelt in front of the drunkard. They kowtowed several times and begged in a tearful voice.
The drunkard was worried about the situation in Yaowang Valley and did not want to waste time here. But looking at the girl's miserable appearance, I couldn't bear to refuse.
Mu Jingyu quickly helped them up and comforted them: "Don't worry, the old man has a Bodhisattva heart and will definitely not let it go."
"Hey..." The drunkard sighed, took over Mu Jingyu's words and said, "Saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. You two girls, please lead the way."
The girl knelt down on the ground again gratefully, kowtowed several times, and then pulled the dull-looking girl, stumbled out of the yard, led the drunkard and Mu Jingyu, and ran towards the center of the village not far away. .
