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Chapter 32 The Demonic Sect Master

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    "You haven't answered my question just yet." Luo Motian said gloomily.

    The huge eyeball should actually be called Xiaorou now. She smiled strangely and said:

    "It was stolen by the saint. You are going to give me a blood sacrifice, why don't you think of a way to escape?"

    "Then why didn't you stop it?" Luo Motian said angrily.

    "Why should I stop it? Don't forget what you promised me when the previous Holy Son died. You said you would never invite the devil to come again, but what about now? Have you done it?" Xiaorou asked.

    "But what can I do if the new Holy Son doesn't show up? Now the major sects of the righteous path are uniting to deal with us, and you don't plan to help. Am I going to watch the Demon Sect decline day by day?" Luo Motian said with great resentment.  .

    Xiaorou laughed loudly. Her voice was sometimes sharp and high-pitched, sometimes low and hoarse, which made people's hair stand on end.

    "Luo Motian, put away your tricks and stop acting in front of me. Do you still want to hide your little thoughts from me? I can guess how the previous saint died. Humph!  You have no choice! This is probably what you want. Only by creating this situation can you implement your crazy plan for the coming of the devil."

    "You! Humph! Stop talking nonsense!" Luo Motian's eyes flashed with a hint of murderous intent.

    " Xiaorou suddenly transformed and turned into a beautiful girl with a good figure, but her eyes were still weird.

    The pupil of the left eye is red and the pupil of the right eye is blue. Anyone who looks at it will feel a little uncomfortable.

    Xiaorou floated lightly on the water, looked at Luo Motian coldly, and said slowly:

    "I will make an exception today and remind you again. It is easier to ask a god than to give him away. The devil is not so easy to get along with. Even if you can use its power to be famous for a while, it will never last long."

    Luo Motian smiled faintly and said: "This time is different from the past, we have a new Holy Son. As long as we first ask the Demon God to come and conquer the world for us, and then ask the Holy Son to take over, why worry that our Demon Sect cannot unify the world of immortal cultivation and become  A well-deserved overlord?¡±

    Xiaorou curled her lips and said with a smile: "The human heart is incompetent, it's your business to do whatever you want, and I won't get involved. But I want to tell you one thing clearly, if you kill this Holy Son again,  Now, don¡¯t blame me for being ruthless.¡±

    Luo Motian was a little embarrassed. He coughed lightly and said:

    "How could it be? If the previous saint had not insisted on engaging in dual cultivation of magic, I would not have targeted him. Naturally, such a thing will not happen again this time. By the way, you must help me with the saint's matter, otherwise this saint  Aren¡¯t the magic orders in vain?¡±

    Xiaorou looked at Luo Motian playfully and said slowly: "I have already poisoned her with the evil spirit of the dark water. Unless she is willing to spread her skills and rebuild her cultivation, she will be swallowed by my evil evil. What I can do  That¡¯s all.¡±

    After saying that, Xiaorou slowly sank into the cold pool.

    Luo Motian was extremely angry and said angrily: "What's the use of going down to the underworld? What I want is a living saint, a sacrifice to the devil!"

    An ethereal voice came from the bottom of the pool:

    "Then you go and catch me, why are you looking for me? What I can tell you is that the incubation time of the Mingshui Evil is one month. In other words, if she doesn't come back to me within a month, she will become a prostitute.  The corpse will no longer be of any use to you. But if you can't bring her back within a month, then you don't have to look for her and find a new saint instead."

    "you¡­¡­!"

    Luo Motian came out of the Holy Fire Cave, his face even more ugly.  He took out a magic plate and input the magic power, and soon the face of Gui Gan appeared inside.

    "How's it going? Have you caught anyone?"

    "My subordinates are incompetent and haven't caught up yet." Gui Gan said with shame.

    "Huh? What's going on?! Didn't I give each of you a Shadow Dove? Did you not feed them enough at ordinary times, or did you delay it on purpose?"

    "I don't dare. The Holy Maiden rides on the Fire Phoenix Divine Chariot, which is even better than our Demonic Shadow Dove."

    Luo Motian's face turned even darker and he asked again: "Thenhave you found out the person who helped him escape? Who is it?"

    Gui Gan broke into a cold sweat and said weakly:

    "This we haven't caught up yet, and we can't see clearly who it is. However, we encountered a group of people blocking us during the pursuit. They seemed to be using righteous methods, but the specific sect is not yet known."

    Luo Motian thought for a moment and said, "Which direction are they going in? Can you guess their destination?"

    "It seemsWuyang Town, huh? No, they have changed their direction again. Please rest assured, sect leader, no matter where they go, we will find a way to catch them as soon as possible"??.  "

    Luo Motian frowned, "Keep an eye on her. If you let the saint go, I'll want your heads."

    "yes!"

    Luo Motian put away the Dharma plate, frowned deeply, and said in deep thought:

    "Fire phoenix! I didn't expect that she could even make such a difficult thing. It seems that she has been prepared for it. This mattershould have nothing to do with the Holy Son. But stealing the ice lotus and making the fire phoenix can only be done by the Holy Son.  Can a woman do this with her little ability? Who is deliberately trying to help her?"

    Luo Motian suddenly thought of Aunt Wan. He walked back to the Demon Soul Palace with a gloomy face, and soon came to a secret room.

    There is a woman tied up in the secret room, it is Aunt Wan.

    Her clothes were messy and her body was scarred with whips, obviously she had been subjected to inhumane abuse.

    Luo Motian walked over slowly, pinched Aunt Wan¡¯s chin, and asked:

    "Wanying, aren't you telling the truth? Someone just reported that Feifei left with a fire phoenix. Without your help, how could she have made a fire phoenix?"

    With a loud sound, Wan Ying spat all over Luo Motian's face.

    "So what? It's the drawing I drew for her. You kill me."

    Snapped!

    Luo Motian slapped Wanying hard.  He wiped his face with his sleeve, looked at someone with a dead look in his eyes, and said coldly:

    "You bitch, do you want to die?"

    Wanying sneered: "I don't want to live a long time ago. You are all such beasts. I'd rather die after being humiliated and tortured like this by you."

    Luo Motian sighed and said: "Why are you doing this? Tell me who is busy with her escape and where they want to escape, and I will let you go. You can continue to be the second-in-command of Saintess' Peak,  Until the arrival of the new saint."

    "Hmph! Only a devil would believe you."

    "You are challenging my patience." Luo Motian narrowed his eyes and said with a smile.

    Wanying¡¯s heart trembled, this was a signal to kill someone.

    She deliberately showed an expression of fear, but then changed it to anger, and said slowly:

    "You first kill the men who insulted me."

    "Then you say it?" Luo Motian raised his eyelids slightly.

    "Yes."

    "good!"

    Luo Motian stared into Wanying¡¯s eyes and slowly stretched out his left hand.

    A streak of black energy slowly overflowed from his palm, gradually dispersed and disappeared, as if he had done nothing.

    But the jailers who heard the two talking were frightened. They knelt down one by one and quickly begged for mercy.

    There was one of them who backed away and said: "I didn't do anything, I didn't do anything. I just went out, I"

    His voice stopped suddenly.

    Then there was a click, his neck was crushed by a big gray hand, and he immediately fell down with a plop.

    There are seven jailers in the secret room, and none of them is spared.

    "Nowcan we say it?"

    Luo Motian asked calmly, as if killing someone was as easy as drinking water for him.

    His eyes never left Wan Ying's face, but his complexion gradually turned colder.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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