This girl is a streetwalker in the demon world

An Ling felt mixed emotions when she saw Tang Feng about to rush out and fight with Old Man Wujiu, but she still calmly stopped him and said, "Brother Tang, don't be impulsive. We can't beat him. When you want to rush out, think more about Abbey Master Wu! He definitely doesn't want to see the child he raised die!"

Her words were like a bucket of cold water that poured down over Tang Feng's head, allowing him to regain some of his rationality.

An Ling continued, "But I think these two people must have a grudge. We just need to wait and see. Maybe things will turn out differently."

What An Ling said was not groundless. Because her and Tang Feng's physical bodies passed through the dense forest, they were contaminated with death energy and merged into the environment of the dense forest. As long as the evil cultivators did not specifically use their spiritual sense to investigate, they would not be discovered by them.

According to the conversation between the two evil cultivators, a war is unavoidable! It's just unknown who will win in the end. The two of them are just like a mantis stalking a cicada while the oriole is waiting behind.

Old Man Wuque did not show up. He was hiding in a cave at this time, surrounded by layers of formations for protection, and only communicated with the outside world through magic.

He was a coward, and he only dared to squat in such a desolate place for twenty years like a rat in a gutter. The reason why he didn't dare to show up was that after he frantically sacrificed the blood of a village of mortals twenty years ago, he was hunted down by the six major immortal sects. He had no choice but to hide in such a remote place.

"How did he find me? I have clearly cut off all the causes and effects that can be cut off!" The old man Wuqiu was small, like a child of seven or eight years old. At this moment, he was curled up in an underground pit several feet away from the ground. His old face was wrinkled, but strangely smooth. His baby-like skin formed a sharp contrast with his sagging, wrinkled skin covered with acne and pustules, which looked very disgusting.

He was using magic to connect with the leader of the army, the Ghost General, and borrowing its eyes to observe the situation outside. He was also using his hands, which were no different from chicken claws, to control it from a distance, and his movements were like those of a folk puppet show artist.

This is what he is most proud of in his life—the famous silk-pulling technique.

When this technique is practiced to a high level, one can not only remotely control the refined corpses to fight for him, but can even bewitch the minds of the living, making them obey the caster's orders. It is both strange and powerful.

Logically speaking, with such a heaven-defying skill, why would he hide so shamefully? Just the fact that he could control living people to work for him, if he could find a remote town, control the local officials, and then deal with the sects that could threaten him, wouldn't he be able to live a comfortable life? Moreover, he was so hidden in the city that the immortal sects would not be able to find his location for a while.

But unfortunately, people are different. Old Man Wuque is such a coward, and he is destined to achieve nothing. At the beginning, he was just an abandoned disciple who was forced to defect from the sect and flee to the rivers and lakes because of his failure to steal the secret book. As a result, he accidentally inherited the skeleton army formation from the ancient ruins, as well as the "thread pulling technique" and "soul pulling bell" to control them. He also found the "broad road" of cultivation from the evil cultivator who died while exploring the ruins, and cultivated to his current state.

But as the saying goes, a child's character is determined at the age of three. Even though he was arrogant because of the powerful strength he suddenly gained twenty years ago, and even felt that he was invincible and began to openly sacrifice blood to mortals to enhance his strength, when he faced the real disciples of the immortal sect, everything he was proud of was shattered in an instant and disappeared without a trace - it turned out that he had always been the waste he used to be.

So he ran away, just like he did when he was young. Run away! Run far away, no one can find him anymore!

During his escape, he only dared to quietly pick up abandoned babies and take away some lost mortals to sustain his life - once he embarked on the path of evil cultivation, there was no turning back. If he stopped absorbing human energy and blood, he would be attacked by his evil power, and the energy and blood in his body would flow backwards, and he would eventually explode and die.

The name Wujiu Lao Ren was also chosen by him twenty years ago when he was full of vigor and vitality, with the help of a teacher from Shanhai Academy who was captured as a sacrifice. It means ascending to heaven and reaching the state of bliss with a spotless body.

But this is a very ridiculous name. His name is "Wuqiu", but in fact he is covered in dirt and his body is rotten. His joints have shrunk and deformed due to being curled up in the cave for a long time. He is obviously a human being, but he lives like a ghost.

His original name was actually Wang Erniu. After all, he was a human being, and an evil cultivator at that. It would be bad to introduce himself to his peers with a dark smile, and then slowly said in a hoarse voice: "I am the blood sacrifice immortal of Wuzhou, Wang Erniu."

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Seeing that old man Wuqiu did not respond, the man in black robe just drove the skeleton army formation to surround him. He sneered. As expected, this old guy was just like the rumors said. He was scared to death when he was wanted by the immortal sect. He has been hiding in a cave for twenty years. A waste is a waste!

Since he is such a loser, don't blame me for being rude. Only the strong deserve to enjoy power.

The evil cultivator raised his hands slightly, and a thick black aura gathered in his palms. He didn't know where he came from. He issued an ultimatum: "Old thing, I'll say it again, get out of here quickly and show me the Silk Pulling Technique with both hands, otherwise I will tire my hands when I kill you!"

His words were extremely arrogant. If it were any other evil cultivator with a bad temper, they would probably not be able to hold back and would jump out to fight with him. But this was Old Man Wuqiu, how could he be angered by his words?

The ghost general standing in the front raised his golden sword high, and with a "chi" sound, all the soldiers swung their swords to their sides in unison, instantly raising a lot of dust. He raised his head slightly, pointed the golden sword at the man in black robe, and let out an unknown roar from his throat, sending a signal to charge and attack towards the man in black robe!

"Heh." The man in black robe took a horse stance and swung his hands quickly, throwing the black ball in his hand to the center of the charging army formation, causing a huge explosion. The air wave caused An Ling and the other person who were hiding behind a tree in the distance to take a step back. Then his whole body turned into a wisp of black mist and rushed directly through the gap between the army formations!

Old Man Wuqiu was still connected with the Ghost General. When he saw the figure of the man in black robe turn into a wisp of black mist and disappear, he exclaimed in shock, "It's broken!" He then rolled and crawled to break the connection with the Ghost General, crawled into the formation beside him, and prepared to activate the teleportation formation to escape.

He is indeed an old fox with three burrows!

But the man in black robe was no pushover. Although the black mist he transformed into only lasted for a few breaths, it was able to penetrate all obstacles, including of course, penetrating the ground and entering the cave where the old man Wuque was hiding!

The only flaw of this technique is that it requires finding the right location and determining the time in advance. Otherwise, when the technique is over, the body will still remain in the mud. That would mean that you have found a ready-made burial place for yourself. You don’t even need to dig, and you will die on the spot.

"Where are you running to!" His black mist quickly rushed into the cave of Old Man Wuqiu, and his big hand immediately grabbed Old Man Wuqiu's vest!

The shrill voice of old man Wuqiu let out a deafening scream, and he hurriedly activated the teleportation array to escape. However, he never expected that the man in black had already grabbed his clothes, and both of them were enveloped by the light emitted by the teleportation array and teleported to an unknown place!

An Ling and Tang Feng had been trembling as they watched the two powerful evil cultivators fight, not daring to reveal any breath. When they saw that the skeleton army formation on the ground had stopped moving, after a long while, they were sure that the two of them were really gone, and then they walked out from behind the tree with trembling legs. The two looked at each other and found that the other was covered in cold sweat, with pale lips, looking really pitiful and frightened.

"I...we survived..." The two survivors sighed. It's good enough to be alive. Life is the most important thing.

An Ling pressed her left chest, feeling her heart beating violently. She finally felt safe and secure at being alive. Without waiting for her breath to calm down, she said to Tang Feng, "Brother Tang, since they've left, let's go find Sister Qingqing! We can't stay in this forest any longer."

Tang Feng looked at the skeleton army formation that was still in a charging posture, his face was not very good, but he still nodded and replied: "Well, let's go find Qingqing quickly."