Doomsday: I Have Infinite Legion

Chapter 224
Seeing Qin Yu deflated, Yang Yue was in a good mood, and he was very happy to be able to choke on this guy from time to time.

As long as he doesn't do anything that touches the bottom line, Yang Yue won't kill him. This guy is now half his junior.

Qin Yu knew that she couldn't compare to Yang Yue in terms of strength, and couldn't match Yang Yue in terms of words. Now, even in terms of status, he was overwhelmed by him.

He simply ran to the farthest corner and slept peacefully without touching Yang Yue's brow.

Looking at Qin Yu who was desperately hiding aside, Yang Yue didn't either, and continued to make things difficult for him. Since the other party knew himself, he could just let it go!
Yang Yue asked Tang Yuzhu again, and Gongsunli was still in their hands about Guixuzong.

Because of being a medicine cauldron, those who returned to the Xuzong knew their priorities and would not touch her for the time being, but Yang Yue was still worried.

As long as Gongsunli is still in Guixuzong's hands for a day, there will always be danger; Yang Yue wants to rescue her as soon as possible.

After all, he didn't know when Guixuzong would be able to raise Gongsunli's soul well.

As the saying goes, if you know yourself and the enemy, you will never be imperiled in a hundred battles. As one of the top ten sects, Guihaizong should have heard about Guixuzong.

"Hey! Why did you suddenly ask about Guixuzong's matter? Maybe you were kicked out because of no results, so you should hold a grudge!"

Yang Yue shook his head, he didn't understand what was in this guy's head!
"The strength of the Guixu Sect is similar to that of our Guihai Sect! They both have a suzerain at the beginning of the ninth rank and an elder at the middle of the ninth rank!"

After listening to Tang Yuzhu's words, Yang Yue couldn't help but frown. With his current strength, if he forced his way, even giving him ten Eastern Emperor Bells would not be enough!

Although the Donghuang Bell is an innate Taoist weapon, it still depends on the strength of the user.

With Di Yi's current strength, if he pushes the Donghuang Bell with all his strength, even if he dies, he will be able to exert the power of the eighth-level early stage!
It seems that the matter of rescuing Gongsunli still needs to be slowed down. Fortunately, the trauma of the soul is not so easy to repair!
It was getting late, Yang Yue told them to rest at ease, and there would be no sneak attack by monsters tonight.

Tang Yuzhu just thought that Yang Yue used something to cover up his breath, and didn't ask much.

Little did they know that outside the open space, there was a huge monster standing there motionless, and the monsters around did not dare to step into this area.

"Thank you for your hard work! Amethyst!"

Yang Yue contacted Amethyst through a spiritual link.

"It's okay! Master rest at ease, I'll call you if something happens!"

Under the night, a group of disciples in white robes came to the open space.

The man in the lead, looking at the corpses all over the ground, couldn't help clenching his fists slightly, his eyes began to search in pools of blood.

Finally, his gaze rested on a headless corpse.

The corpse's head was rotten to pieces, and a mixture of brains and blood was scattered on the ground.

If Yang Yue was present, he would definitely be able to recognize that the clothes on these people were exactly the same as Liu Jintao's.

The man stared at the headless corpse. Naturally, he couldn't tell the identity of the corpse through its appearance.

But the jade pendant around the corpse's waist, the man would not admit it wrong, it was put on for him by himself.

He could no longer suppress the emotions in his heart, and picked up the headless corpse on the ground, regardless of whether the blood had stained his white shirt red.

"Xiaotao! I shouldn't have let you act alone! It's my brother who hurt you!"

The man tightly hugged the headless corpse in his arms, crying on his back to the sky, and the fellow disciples around him didn't even dare to breathe, for fear of offending him.

"Who is it! Who is it! I must smash him into ten thousand pieces, and use his blood to pay homage to your dead soul! Let his relatives and friends be buried with you!"

The man roared, and vented indiscriminately, the aura emanating from his body cut off the surrounding trees instantly.

Fortunately, he still maintained a semblance of sanity and did not hurt his fellow disciples around him.

Although they were not injured, those people were sweating coldly on their foreheads. They were only one step away from death just now.

"Senior brother Er Er! We found this, maybe it was left by that villain!"

After the man's emotions stabilized, the disciple came tremblingly to his side holding a girl's dress.

"Women's clothes? Are there any female disciples accompanying Xiao Tao?"

The disciple said in fear: "Reporting to the second senior brother, there are no female disciples!"

"Use the Soul Chasing Butterfly!"

The man said anxiously, how can he not be in a hurry if he can find the murderer who killed his brother.

The disciple didn't dare to hesitate, and quickly took out a small dark egg from his bosom.

After cutting his own wrist, he poured blood on the egg. The blood didn't flow away, it was all absorbed by the egg.

A moment later, the disciple fell weakly on the ground, and the small egg in his hand also swelled from the size of a bean to the size of an egg.

Under the dark shell, there was a touch of scarlet, as if there were countless bloodshots wriggling in the egg.

After the disciple fell, another disciple quickly took the eggs from his hand, and then asked his companion to stop the bleeding and heal his injuries.

The man took the eggs and put them on Liu Jintao's body. After infusing them with spiritual energy, the eggs began to wriggle.

Then, a gap opened in the middle, and a pair of wings protruded from the gap, slowly unfolding.

A purple butterfly lay on Liu Jintao's body, stayed there for about ten seconds, and then flew to the dress again.

The man's heart was filled with anticipation. This soul-chasing butterfly was a product of a spell, and it needed to be sacrificed with human blood.

The sacrificer needs to consume a lot of essence and blood to hatch the soul-chasing butterfly, which can extract the breath of the deceased to track the last person the deceased came into contact with during his lifetime.

After a while, the chasing soul butterfly trembled a few times, made a sound, and then flew towards a certain direction.

"There is a reaction! Go after it!"

The man was overjoyed, thinking that he would be found soon, the murderer who killed his brother was like a chicken blood.

Holding the corpse in his arms, he ran towards the direction of the soul chasing butterfly.

The rest of the disciples didn't dare to be negligent in the slightest, and quickly followed. Whoever dares to touch the man's brow now has only a dead end.

He is the true disciple of the Great Elder, and he has reached the early stage of the seventh level at a young age. This time he entered the Dasheng Academy, and his future is bound to be limitless.

As long as he wanted to kill a few ordinary inner disciples, no one would have any objections.

The breath that Chasing Soul Butterfly smelled was naturally Tang Yuzhu's, and the dress was also left behind by her.

The search location of the soul chasing butterfly is very wide. As long as people are still in the Devil Mountain Range, they will definitely be able to find them. The only difference is the length of time.

(End of this chapter)