When dealing with people and things, blindly scheming may not necessarily achieve the best results! Appropriate strategies for being gentle can achieve a better ending! Long Wu did this, at least he is sure that these eight demon cultivators were willing to reach a consensus with him!

Although the leader of the Jinjiao clan did not see the elixir suitable for him to take, he looked at Long Wu differently! It is true that the strength of the immortal cultivation world is respectful, but the competition for resources is an indispensable main ingredient!

According to Mo Ran, getting the support of Long Wu is equivalent to getting a solid backing of a large amount of resources!

The head of the Jinjiao clan spoke at this moment: "Everyone, we are still in this danger now. Although Brother Long is a demon cultivator, he has been practicing in Yunbei since he was a child. I think this inner demon contract is still necessary. Everything should not be delayed! I think I will preside over this ceremony?"

"good!"

"It depends on the arrangement of the Golden Dragon Clan Chief!" Life and death are at stake. Everyone present is smart, so naturally no one objected.

Seeing that the purpose had been achieved, Long Wu clasped his fists at you and said, "I have made a careful plan for the trip to Yunbei. With the full help of fellow Taoists, even if the Jade and Boil Ancestor is extraordinary, we have a complete plan.

Another thing that you fellow Taoists should remember is that the main soul in my soul-suppressing banner must have been destroyed by the Jade and Body Ancestor. If you catch the cultivator's Nascent Soul in Yunbei, don't swallow it on a whim.

The premise for me to give the elixir is that you need to exchange it with the Nascent Soul in your hands. You fellow Taoists will hand over the Nascent Soul you will be able to get a elixir! As for what you have gained in Yunbei, I have no right to ask about it.

But there is one thing that everyone should understand. This time we are only targeting Yubotang, not the entire Yunbei Immortal Cultivation World! Everyone in Yunbei must not kill innocent people. I don’t want to completely break the vivid relationship between the Demon Realm and Yunbei because of my own selfishness! Water and fire are incompatible!"

After hearing Long Wu's words, including the leader of the Jinjiao clan and Mo Ran, they all had strange expressions on their faces. Mo Ran coughed lightly and said, "Fellow Daoist Long, it seems that you don't know much about some of the situations in the Demon Realm. There is no shortage of any genius treasures in our Demon Realm.

There is no large spirit stone mine. The spiritual energy of the world in this demon realm is entirely provided by this huge forest vegetation. You are also a demon cultivator who has entered the transformation. When we break through the bottleneck, we feel that this spiritual energy is insufficient. If we want to make up for this defect, we must use the top-grade spirit stone.

We understand what you said, and we just use a Nascent Soul to exchange your pills. But when I accompany you to Yunbei, I can't just take one pill!"

Speaking of this, Mo Ran had greed in her eyes, and spitted out the snake core and continued, "This top-grade spirit stone is also the main purpose of our trip. So..."

After hearing this, Long Wu smiled and said, "I am not in a hurry to travel to Yunbei. I, Longwu, never fight a battle without confidence! If I go to Yunbei, I have only one purpose, which is to destroy Yubotang!"

Looking at the murderous intent in Long Wu's eyes as fierce as a blade, Mo Ran and others felt a hint of chill in their hearts.

Long Wu breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Don't you know how many god-transforming monks in Yunbei are in charge? If the killing starts, which arouses Yunbei's anger, I think not many of us can come back alive!"

After hearing Long Wu's words, the eight demon cultivators were speechless for a moment. Long Wu was right. If Yun Bei joined forces, it would be hard to say whether he could return to the demon realm safely.

The faces of the observers, Long Wu said slowly: "You don't know that my dual-cultural companion is a human monk, belonging to the Hehuan Sect, one of the three major sects.

As long as I do not harm the fish in this trip, I think with the cooperation of Hehuan Sect and another force, I will not be treated with others.

After destroying Yubotang in this way, I think it would be enough for everyone to give me a gift, right?"

After Long Wu said this, everyone was silent. The leader of the Jinjiao clan and Mo Ran looked at each other, and both of them saw a little shocked in each other's eyes! This Long Wu is far more calm and sophisticated than they imagined! Even the two of them were still pondering at this time.

A moment later, the head of the Jinjiao clan said loudly: "Okay! Everything depends on the arrangement of fellow Daoist Long."

"The chief of the Golden Dragon Clan is so serious! I am also for the sake of overall consideration. I hope you will be more considerate!" Long Wu said with a faint smile.

"Okay, since everything is done, I will start to preside over the ceremony." While speaking, the head of the Jinjiao clan raised his hand to sacrifice something similar to the scroll, with a layer of green halo on it.

The scroll trembled in front of the Golden Dragon Clan leader. With the sound of "buzzing", the green light suddenly shone on the scroll. The Golden Dragon Clan leader played three magic tricks at the painting scroll, and the sound of Weng's voice stopped abruptly.

The scroll slowly unfolded, and an ancient rune appeared on it! The head of the Golden Dragon waved his hand at the scroll, and the blank scroll came to his chest and stopped moving.

The head of the Golden Dragon clan had a micro-million eyes and muttered something in his mouth. He suddenly opened his mouth and spewed out a ball of essence and blood. Then he used his index finger to stain the essence and blood and painted it along the ancient green runes on the scroll.

The essence and blood of the Golden Dragon Clan leader on the scroll were instantly sucked into it. After a moment, a golden dragon's head appeared. With a low dragon roar, the phantom of the Golden Dragon Clan leader bared his teeth at the Golden Dragon Clan leader and swallowed the remaining essence and blood floating on the scroll into his stomach.

Then it flashed and turned into a golden light and sank into the scroll. Seeing this strange scene, Long Wu couldn't figure out what was going on, but he vaguely felt that the contract of the inner demon was not that simple.

After doing all this, the head of the Jinjiao clan took a look at the picture of restoration, and smiled and looked at Mo Ran.

Mo Ran's eyes hesitated a little, and his face was normal. He came to the scroll with the same expression as the head of the Golden Dragon tribe, and re-described the ancient runes on the scroll. However, this time the scroll appeared on the scroll with a head of a green phosphorus snake, swallowing Mo Ran's remaining essence and blood into his belly, and disappeared strangely into the scroll.

When it was Hu Yanli of the Linghu clan's turn, the woman pulled her black hair on her forehead and asked Long Wu calmly: "Fellow Daoist Long, are you really sure to take us away from here safely?"

When Long Wu heard this, he said helplessly: "Didn't the fairy let me leave a contract for the inner demon on the scroll?" While Long Wu spoke, he was very worried about the contract for the inner demon that he had no idea what he knew, but now in order to win over these demon cultivators, he seemed to have no choice.

Just as Long Wu was calculating, a voice sounded beside him: "No need for this! With fellow Daoist Long, I can still trust him!" It was not someone else who rescued Long Wu, but Mo Ran.

When Hu Yanli saw Mo Ran say this, she had to leave a contract of inner demons on the scroll.

When the cat demon came to the scroll and was about to spew out blood, the head of the Jinjiao clan said coldly: "Wait! Others are okay, but you can't. If you want to leave a contract for the inner demon, it must be a double contract!"

The cat demon's face instantly became extremely ugly, but this guy didn't make any excuses. He stared at the scroll, opened his mouth and spit out a ball of essence and blood, and quickly painted the ancient runes by himself.

While a cat demon's head appeared, he shouted: "My old cat swears, if I arrive in Yunbei, I will be ill-hearted and use my fellow Taoists to let my soul die and become a mouse forever!"

As soon as the cat demon finished speaking, he sprayed a mouthful of blood again at the phantom of the cat's head on the scroll. He saw the phantom smiled gloomyly at the cat demon and made a strange cry. The sound was not loud, but it made the demon cultivator present shudder all over.

Then the cat's head phantom sucked all the fetish blood into the mouth, and the face was twisted and deformed. After a bad cat meow, it penetrated into the scroll and disappeared.

Seeing this, the demon cultivators looked strange and did not make a sound. However, Long Wu took a breath and couldn't help but be stunned...

The head of the Golden Dragon tribe brushed the scroll sleeves, and after a sound of a man's voice, it turned into a scroll about an inch in size and fell into his hands. At the same time, he said calmly:

"This is just a villain and then a gentleman. How did the Tiefeng of the Demon Wolf Clan die tragically? Long Wu may not know, but fellow Taoists should know it clearly?

If any fellow Taoist wants to try it out, just try it out!" After saying that, the long sleeve robe of the Golden Dragon tribe shook and handed the scroll in his palm to Long Wu.

Long Wu took the scroll with a surprised expression on his face, and he didn't know what to say for a moment.

Seeing Long Wu's appearance, Hu Yanli said slowly: "Okay, Fellow Daoist Long is done, let's look at fellow Taoist's magical powers! The little woman doesn't want her great age to be buried here for nothing!"

While this woman was talking, her autumn eyes flowed, and her whole body suddenly became charming, making people feel pity for me.

The next thing was much easier. Long Wu's body was full of golden light, and the flames on the fiery red light shield were almost awesome in an instant. While he controlled the light shield to move south at a constant speed, he allowed the group of zombie puppets to continue to follow.

For more than an hour, Long Wu, driven by the continuous spurting of blood, spurted several mouthfuls of essence and blood, the light shield ran towards the south at an extremely fast speed...

As the zombie puppets surrounding the light shield became faster and faster, their encirclement finally disintegrated. The eyes of these zombie puppets were full of bloodthirsty colors, and they made creepy "crack, crack" sounds from their mouths, chasing them like rushes.

After two hours like this, the group of zombie puppets gradually faded out of everyone's sight. The demon cultivator in the light shield let out a long breath, and his hanging heart finally calmed down.

When Long Wu looked flushed and escaped for more than a hundred miles in one breath, his magic power finally disappeared, and the light shield turned into red light and disappeared. "Walking south further is the exit of this ancient ruins. It is not advisable for you to stay here for a long time."

Looking at Long Wu, whose breath was sluggish and whose body was filled with blood, everyone couldn't help but show respect!

"Fellow Daoist Long, I will take you there in the next road!" After saying that, the head of the Golden Dragon clan carried Long Wu on his back and turned into a golden light, rushing straight into the sky.
Chapter completed!