Are you crazy?Madame, you are actually the leader of the Demon Cult

Chapter 129
"Could it be that the person who came is actually the top powerhouse in the Demon Cult, Lord Rakshasa."

"My Whispering Immortal Palace doesn't seem to have the slightest connection with the Demon Cult, so why target me?"

"Intervene in the deep blood feud between me and this person."

Suddenly, there was another serious voice from a distance, floating in the void, "The person you attacked is benevolent to my Demon Sect. A few days ago, he saved my Sect Ghost King."

"My Demon Cult is naturally not an ungrateful person. We will repay any kindness. This person
"So today you did not die unjustly. If you died at the hands of my Lord Rakshasa, it would be considered a worthy death."

This continuous rain of blood gradually fell from the sky, and a few black shadows slowly approached from a distance, gradually appearing in the hazy mist.

Originally, Xiao Lingyun was still wondering why these people knew that he was the mysterious swordsman who had saved the Nether Ghost King once, but he only found out now when he saw the four ghost kings in front of him.

Because of the discoloration of the world caused just now, and the powerful sword energy that spread out, the four ghost kings recognized it.

"You... how dare you bully the few with more..." Before the man could say all the words, the man screamed in pain as if he was being bitten by thousands of ants.

What's more, when Xiao Lingyun took a closer look, he found that the body shield summoned by the man using his own internal strength seemed to be unable to withstand the erosion of the blood rain. The blood was like concentrated acid, slowly A large piece of his flesh and blood was melted away.

"Why are you doing this? This man killed my son. How can I not avenge such a heinous revenge?"

"If it were you, would you have the heart to let such a thief be unscrupulous?"

Among those black-clothed men, a more handsome man walked out of the crowd slowly, and said with a smile, "The grievances between the two of you have nothing to do with my Demon Cult, and my Demon Cult is just repaying a debt of gratitude."

"Killing you doesn't mean I hate you at all, but you provoke the person you can't provoke."

As soon as these words came out, the blood rain from the sky gradually thickened again, and in the densely packed void, there appeared a pair of scarlet letters and paintings soaked in blood.

And the man couldn't bear it after all, the pain of the flesh and bones eroded by the blood rain made a miserable sound.

After less than a cup of tea, the boss of Hualuo Xiangong was eroded by the rain of blood to the point where his bones were gone, even his hard bones were not spared.

But even so, the sound of the flute and the rain of blood still did not stop...

The person who sounded the flute was a relatively short and thin man in black clothes. He had a serious face, and his deep eyes seemed to be full of murderous intent!
He slowly walked towards Xiao Lingyun, and he didn't forget to play the flute when he came.

In the next instant, several black shadows immediately surrounded Xiao Lingyun.

"Is this the Flying Immortal from Heaven? But there was a voice from the crowd, and one of them smiled wryly.

As for Xiao Lingyun who was wearing a mask, he was helpless, so he had no choice but to say reluctantly, "It's no use getting a false name in Xialang."

Then there was another voice, the tone was full of murderous intent, "The grievance between you and the Demon Sect has not yet been settled, don't think that the Demon Sect will help you and it will be settled once and for all."

"That day, you broke into the chief helm of the Demon Sect at night and took away the treasures of the leader. You have not forgotten this account, have you?"

Upon hearing these words, Xiao Lingyun felt a little speechless.

What this said is really a headache.

No matter who the visitor was, as long as he was a member of the Demon Cult, Xiao Lingyun didn't want to start a fight with them.

These are all Madam's subordinates, if they kill their own people like this, if they confess like Madam in the future, I really don't know what to do.

This is the reason why Xiao Lingyun no longer has anything to do with the Devil's Cult from that day on.

But Xiao Lingyun didn't want to take off the mask either, if he was recognized as your leader's husband, then it would be difficult for you.

The best solution now is to fight with them.

As long as they are left alive, I believe that Madam will not blame herself in the future.

Thinking of this, Xiao Lingyun thought of a method in his mind.

In just an instant, the sky and the earth began to fade away, and several violent hurricanes gradually blew up in the void, covering the entire sky and the earth.

Such a strange image is like Pangu opening up the world.

The four ghost kings couldn't help their hearts trembling, feeling in their hearts, thinking what kind of demons are they going to do again.

This diffused powerful field can actually compress the power of heaven and earth.

And even the sound of the flute of the Rakshasa monarch can be resisted.

No matter how powerful the sound wave technique is, it is not worth mentioning in front of him.

At this moment, Xiao Lingyun started to act.

Everything in the world has lost its original color, only black and white, like a piece of ink painting.

The surroundings seem to be frozen at this moment, and everything is alive and unable to move.

And the Rakshasa Monarch, the Four Great Ghost Kings, and the top powerhouses all had their knives dropped at this moment, and they just stood there stupidly, unable to move.

If it wasn't for Xiao Lingyun's ability to move, he would have thought it was a still picture.

Even though everyone was restricted from moving, they could still see what happened, and their hearts trembled.

What kind of peerless martial art is this? It has such a powerful field.

Freezing space, this is not a joke, is there such a powerful technique?

Can……

The four lower ghost kings were still unable to move, but the Lord Rakshasa, relying on his powerful internal strength, was able to barely break through Xiao Lingyun's water cage, picked up the bagpipes that fell on the ground, and rushed in Xiao Lingyun's direction .

"Whoever is an enemy of our Demon Cult will be punished no matter how far away."

Alas, since the space was broken, Xiao Lingyun had no choice but to use his kung fu to confront him. He picked up the Changhong Sword in his hand and waved it a few times in the sky, like a green dragon transformed into a sword energy. Howling attacked, the Rakshasa Monarch was surrounded into a ball.

After just a cup of tea, Xiao Lingyun left here.

And on this original battlefield, there were only about 10 black-clothed men who were seriously injured and fell to the ground. The pale-looking Rakshasa Monarch, whose pupils shrank to the size of silver needles, was still in fear and fell on the spot .

"No matter how powerful you are, with peerless martial arts, if you become an enemy of my Demon Cult, you will die. Even if you can beat us, so what, my Demon Cult leader wants to kill you, even if you chase him to the ends of the earth. Let you go."

(End of this chapter)