Chapter 423: Good and Evil Become One Treasure, Taoism and Demons Combine into One Picture

There is a leader in the evil sect, called Long She Weng, with white hair and beard except for a few strands of black hair on his temples. He is the one who gathered a group of fellow evil sect members and watched the fate of the righteous sect. Now that sword light was flying towards him, he raised the dragon head staff in his hand, and the head and body of the staff separated. The dragon head turned into black light to block the incoming sword light.

It is called the Dragon Head Staff, but in fact it is made by taking the most intelligent bone between the eyebrows of a cultivator and burning it into the shape of a dragon head skull. In fact, it is still the magical power that can harm people and capture their souls.

As the dragon head came out, it spit out black smoke and flew in the air. The black smoke spread into fog and dark clouds, which contained countless ghosts. They were the souls of the righteous people detained by Long Sheweng, and they were evil ghosts and fierce gods born after various refining.

"Fengdu, I think you have some abilities. If you know what's good for you, come to my Demonic Path. I'll have a seat for you. Even if you want to be the Demon Lord, I'll give it to you for a few years with the witnesses of my fellow disciples!"

He shouted: "You are acting recklessly like this. Are you underestimating us?"

Fengdu watched the dragon head release the evil spirits, entangled with the sword light, and heard someone chattering non-stop. He smiled contemptuously: "I want the position of the Demon Lord, why would I care about you little demons? When you see me, just kowtow!"

After he finished laughing loudly, the blood sword in the sky and the black sword in the air flashed, and in an instant they turned into thousands of sword lights. The sword lights flashed and turned into threads, forming a black and red sword net that filled most of the sky, wrapping up all the righteous and evil people.

Sword light spurted out, red light entangled, black light was sharp, all attacked together, cutting down the precious secret sword of the righteous path, the evil treasures and magic soldiers of the demon sect. He was actually much more adept at killing the demons than the righteous path. The demons practiced sorcery and evil arts, which were very vicious and had harmed many people, but they did not have the convenience of the righteous path's clear light to protect their bodies and resist the external demons.

Amidst loud laughter and bursts of devilish sounds, black light instantly broke through the evil magic and turned those ghosts into candied haws. Their souls were shattered in an instant, and those ghosts instead looked relieved, and a bit of their true spirit entered the reincarnation.

The sword slashed continuously, and a black light flashed. The arm of Long Sheweng holding the staff flew high, but was crushed into meat paste by the black light. The sword light turned again, and there was no trace left.

Long Sheweng cried out in pain, and saw the sword light approaching: "The thief is rampant, please take action quickly!"

He was accompanied by Hebi Sou, Shenmiao Tiannv, Chitian Old Demon, Yanyunke, Lu Tongzi, Fangtian Demon Lord and other demonic figures. Seeing what happened to Long Sheweng, they couldn't help but become scheming. Some of them wanted to escape, some wanted to get benefits, and some had old grudges against Long Sheweng or simply wanted to take advantage of him. Their thoughts were all confused for a while.

With mixed thoughts of desire, Fengdu stretched out his hand and pointed: "No need to wait, I will send you on your way." The black light rose to the sky, the blood light fell to the ground, and the blood light flew out, circling around Long Sheweng's neck for several circles. Long Sheweng's voice stopped abruptly, and a big head fell to the ground. The sword light turned into threads, and countless blood lines pierced deeply into Long Sheweng's headless body, devouring it clean in an instant. The sword threads gathered, and the light became three times brighter.

"If you want to sacrifice this blood sword of mine, you and your group of demons are the perfect materials!"

Fengdu watched as the blood sword devoured Long Sheweng's body completely. All the evil spirits in his body were absorbed by the sword, which refined its essence and enhanced the magic sword's light. It was faster than his own ritual. In a few breaths, the power increased by half. He couldn't help but clap his hands and laugh.

This blood sword is a demon weapon, and it needs to eat the heavy and turbid things of the demon path. The quick meals of the righteous path such as the clear light and pure air are not to its taste. It is only a wandering demon head that can increase half of its strength. If one wants the sword energy to reach the peak, I wonder how many demon heads will sacrifice their lives to provide it.

Fengdu looked at the remaining demons with his eyes shining. Spiritual objects and treasures were scarce here, but there was no shortage of demons who practiced magic and evil. He was just about to eat the blood sword to fill his belly. Just ask, who in the world practiced magic without eating humans?

Long Sheweng's head fell to the ground, the sword light strangled his body, but a spiritual light flew out of his head, which was his soul. This soul was not afraid of sunlight, and it could travel both during the day and at night. Without the constraints of the flesh, it could come and go as it pleased, traveling thousands of miles in an instant, following the wind, crossing mountains and rivers. Now that the soul was out, Long Sheweng dared not stay, and had to turn into wind and escape, to find the pure flesh body, to seize the body, so as to avoid the loss of the soul and the exhaustion of energy.

Who would have thought that as soon as the Yuanshen flashed white light, it was trapped by strands of sword light. Fengdu smiled slightly: "The Yuanshen of scattered immortals is a valuable material in the world. How can it be allowed to escape?"

As he was saying this, he threw out an object, which was a piece of human skin, charred by fire marks. It was what was left of the Youquan.

"It's a legacy from the previous demon ancestor, and it's also a silent corpse that I carefully trained. If you want to enter this skin, your foundation is still a little shallow, so it's a bargain for you."

As soon as Fengdu put the human skin, the skin bag made a rustling sound and wrapped up Longsheweng's soul. There was no sound, only a burp, and then the soul disappeared.

"I still have 3,000 followers in this Demon God Map. If one is missing, it won't be complete. I beg you fellows to sacrifice your lives to help me."

He looked at the human skin. Its state was neither alive nor dead. Its spirit was extremely yin and devilish. It contained devilish essence and generated devilish energy. It was an excellent embryo of the devil.

Now that it has swallowed a wandering immortal, its power is beginning to show. Black lines are moving on it, outlining a faint human figure. At a glance, it seems to be roughly the same as Long Sheweng.

Suddenly, the magic treasure released black gas, and a demon corpse jumped out, fell into the crowd of demons, bit whoever it grabbed, gnashing its teeth and sucking blood. The green boy was not careful and half of his arm was twisted. A black line spread along the flesh and blood to the heart.

The green boy had green eyebrows, green lips, a pair of green eyes, and wore a green robe. He looked like a master in using poison. He tasted hundreds of herbs to prove the principle of poison, and took poison into his body to refine a body that was poisoned to the point of being poisoned by all. Ordinary poisons and drugs were commonplace to him, and the smoke that could make immortals die was even more so to him.

Medicine and poison are inseparable. The Green Boy is not only an expert in using poison, but also a medical genius. It's just that he acts like a demon. The easiest thing for him is to exchange one life for another. If someone comes to him for help, he will have to endure some pain and torture first. Even if he has to go through mountains of swords and seas of fire, he may not agree. Even if he does use some means, he will use people to test medicine and make poison. Often, one's own illness is cured, but other symptoms will arise. If one wants to stay alive, he has to be manipulated by this Green Boy. Even if he is obedient for half his life, he may not have a good ending, and in the end he will become a poisoner or a drug addict.

Now the Green Boy felt pain, but he didn't dare to delay. The black line went straight to his heart, which meant the corpse poison had entered his body. If he didn't treat it carefully, it would be too late to regret if his body was damaged.

However, his proud body that was immune to all poisons was like a piece of paper in front of the corpse poison. The magic power that was tempered by countless poisons was broken at the first touch of the corpse poison. Not only was there no room for maneuver under the obstruction of the green magic power, but it was also devoured by the corpse poison, replenishing its power.

"what--"

The green boy let out a miserable cry, and his whole body turned into a dried corpse. A ball of green mist suddenly burst out, and the poisonous gas and smoke hidden deep in his body and the toxic power he had painstakingly cultivated mixed with the corpse poison and dissipated everywhere. An immortal from the righteous path was forced by the black light and accidentally got contaminated by a bit of the green mist. He fell straight down, the poison having already entered his heart, lungs, and body, and there was no way he could survive.

His soul flew out, but before he could react, a picture of a demon with human skin flew over, and there was another demon in the picture.

(End of this chapter)