Demon Sect Cultivation: I Can Disable Debuffs - Chapter 130

Demonic Sect Practice, I Can Erase Negative Effects Chapter 130 Adding Another Person

“Shen Yijun really brought the monks here?” Zhang Chen’s eyes lit up when he saw two escaping lights flying in the air.

The monk surnamed Ma also sensed someone in the woods, he paused, and said with a vigilant expression: “There is someone in front!”

Shen Yijun smiled and said: “You don’t have to be nervous, Fellow Daoist Ma, that’s another fellow Daoist I invited, who built the fourth floor of the foundation and is a direct disciple of the Blood God Sect. After all, this is the territory of the Blood God Sect, so it can avoid a lot of trouble.”

Hearing that there was only the fourth floor of the foundation building, the monk surnamed Ma looked slightly relieved: “This place is so close to the Blood God Sect, why didn’t they find the Guxiu Cave Mansion?”

Shen Yijun calmly said, “This is to meet fellow Taoists of the Blood God Sect, and the Guxiu Cave Mansion is still three hundred miles ahead.”

The monk surnamed Ma didn’t speak, and seemed to be thinking about the degree of credibility.

Shen Yijun smiled: “Don’t keep the fellow Taoists of the Blood God Sect waiting, let’s go down.”

Cultivator surnamed Ma nodded, followed behind Shen Yijun while remaining vigilant.

There was an imperceptible smirk at the corner of Shen Yijun’s mouth. The two of them had known each other for two hundred years and had always had a good relationship. This was also the reason why the other party believed him and came here with him.

It’s hard to lie to strangers, but much easier to lie to people you know.

This is why many people choose to lie to their acquaintances.

When he came to the woods, the monk surnamed Ma saw that Zhang Chen really only had the fourth floor of foundation building, so he believed Shen Yijun’s words again.

“Zhang Daoyou, this is Ma Quan, Ma Daoyou, and we will explore the Guxiu Cave Mansion with us.” Shen Yijun introduced it very naturally, without the dog-legged appearance when we met last time.

Zhang Chen cooperated with the acting: “I met fellow Taoist Ma.”

Shen Yijun introduced to Ma Quan again: “This is Zhang Chen, a direct disciple of the Blood God Sect.”

“I met Zhang Daoyou.” Ma Quan cupped his hands.

“Next, let’s discuss the distribution of the harvest in the Guxiu Cave Mansion.” Shen Yijun acted like a leader.

“As the discoverer of the cave, I will get 50% of the harvest. This is the territory of the Blood God Sect. Fellow Daoist Zhang is a disciple of the Blood God Sect. I will get 30% of the harvest, and the remaining 20% ​​will be given to Fellow Daoist Ma.”

Hearing such a distribution, Ma Quan immediately said angrily: “I don’t object to Fellow Daoist Shen taking 50%, but Fellow Daoist Zhang is only building the fourth floor. When the time comes to explore the Guxiu Cave Mansion, it will mainly depend on you and me. I should get 30%.” !”

“Does Fellow Daoist Ma feel that my strength is low and I’m not worthy of 30%?” Zhang Chen said with a smile.

Ma Quan didn’t speak, but his expression and eyes showed this meaning.

“Then I will prove my strength to Fellow Daoist Ma.”

Zhang Chen patted the storage bag, and the white bone avatar, two ice bone slaves, and a foundation-building monster appeared in front of them.

Seeing this, Ma Quan still didn’t care.

The strength of the four early stages of foundation building, plus Zhang Chen at the fourth level of foundation building, is still far from the strength of the ninth level of foundation building.

But after seeing the Blood God Son continuously pouring out of Zhang Chen’s body, Ma Quan finally showed a shocked expression.

After releasing all the more than one hundred Blood God Sons, Zhang Chen showed a meaningful smile: “Do it!”

Shen Yijun smiled ferociously, summoned his mana, and attacked Ma Quan without reservation.

It’s not easy to capture a monk who has built a ninth floor of the foundation alive. The assignment he said before was to dissatisfy Ma Quan and let Zhang Chen prove himself.

It is logical to show their strength and release the bone slave and blood **** son.

If the Son of Blood was released directly, Ma Quan would definitely run or attack instead of watching Zhang Chen release the Son of Blood.

Surprised and angry, Ma Quan quickly activated the magic weapon for protection.

He never thought that his friend who had known him for two hundred years and fought side by side would unite with others to kill him.

“Boom!” There was a loud noise.

Ma Quan’s body armor barely resisted the attack, but he was still slightly injured.

But after such a short time, many blood **** sons and bone slaves had formed a siege, and Ma Quan almost lost the chance to escape.

Ma Quan was full of anger, looked at Shen Yijun and asked sharply: “You and I have known each other for two hundred years, cooperated several times, saved each other, why did you kill me!”

Shen Yijun said helplessly: “Fellow Daoist Ma, don’t blame me, I am also involuntarily controlled by others.”

Ma Quan didn’t believe it, and sneered: “Hehe!”

“As long as you don’t resist and accept Zhang Daoyou’s control, you won’t have to worry about your life. If you find items that can harm the late stage of Jindan, or ten monks who have built the foundation and the ninth floor, you can regain your freedom.”

Shen Yijun put on a earnest expression, I’m doing my best for you.

Ma Quan looked at Zhang Chen dubiously, he couldn’t figure out how a foundation-building fourth floor could control Shen Yijun, and at the same time he was extremely angry at Shen Yijun’s betrayal.

“Shen Yijun, in vain for me to trust you and treat you as a good friend, yet you tricked me here and let me be controlled!”

“Ah…” Shen Yijun sighed: “I just want to get rid of the control and regain my freedom. I really have to.”

“What a last resort!” Ma Dao laughed angrily.

At this time, Zhang Chen said: “Take him down first, and you will have a lot of opportunities to catch up on the old days in the future.”

The moment the words fell, more than a hundred blood gods moved, like locusts, overwhelming Ma Quan.

Shen Yijun didn’t dare to hesitate, and immediately launched an attack~www.mtlnovel.com~ One hundred Blood God Sons at the ninth floor of Qi Refining are equivalent to a monk at the ninth floor of Foundation Establishment.

Zhang Chen, Bone Avatar, two Ice Bone Slaves, Foundation Establishment Monster Beast, is also quite a cultivator at the ninth floor of Foundation Establishment.

Adding Shen Yijun together, it means that three monks who built the ninth floor of the foundation were besieging Ma Quan.

Ma Quan couldn’t support himself alone, and soon vomited blood, and fell to the ground with serious injuries.

“Cough cough cough” Ma Quan kept coughing up blood, unable to move, with a sad expression on his face.

Shen Yijun said with some guilt: “Fellow Daoist Ma, I am the one who is sorry for you. In the future, I will find a monk for you to help you get rid of the control as soon as possible.”

“Don’t cry like a cat, cough cough, if it wasn’t for you, how could I have fallen to this point! cough cough” Ma Quan’s eyes were full of resentment.

No matter who is deceived by friends and controlled by others, they will be angry and hard to forgive.

Zhang Chen didn’t care so much, and walked towards Ma Quan, ready to plant blood.

Seeing Zhang Chen approaching, Ma Quan’s eyes were stern, and he wanted to fight to the death.

But thinking that the other party was a disciple of the Blood God Sect who was difficult to kill, he gave up this idea and bowed his head resignedly.

A blood **** son with spiritual intelligence turned into a blood species again and flew to Zhang Chen: “You can resist, but I advise you not to do so.”

“Cough, cough, cough,” Ma Quan said with difficulty: “I hope it is true as Shen Yijun said, I find items that can harm the late stage of Jindan, or ten monks who build the foundation and the ninth floor, and you will let me regain my freedom.”

Zhang Chen smiled slightly: “As long as you can really find it, it doesn’t matter if I let you go.”

One for ten, this business can be done.

“Okay, come on!” Ma Quan closed his eyes and let Zhang Chen manipulate him.

Zhang Chen slapped the blood seed into Ma Quan’s chest.

At this moment, Shen Yijun suddenly said: “My lord, let him swear to the way of heaven.”