Zhao Wujiang frowned and felt that every time he used the power of this demonic energy, his soul would become weaker and his demonic energy would be consumed a little.

It seems that in his condition, he still needs to be used with caution.

In any case, he needs a body that belongs to him, and at the same time, he needs to make up for the demonic energy and soul at all times in the process of finding a new body.

His current state is that his soul is built on the demonic energy, with the demonic energy as his body.

But he is a human after all, and he is a little worried that excessive use of demonic energy will bring unexpected changes, not knowing whether it is good or bad.

Zhao Wujiang pushed open the door of the secret room and walked out the door.

He saw the Blood God Sect protector standing not far away.

This guardian was Wang Youfu who brought back the twenty-five people in Zhaojia Village.

Wang Youfu looked respectful and a little surprised. The one who came out was indeed the sect leader, but when did the sect leader dress like the fool in Zhaojia Village?

He flattered and rubbed his hands:

"Sect Master, can you enjoy it with satisfaction?"

"You have made great contributions."

Zhao Wujiang smiled gently, and he was not wrong. If it weren't for the Blood God Sect's Protector, he would have been unable to recover his strength in a short period of time and know his current state.

Wang Youfu's smile became more and more flattering. The sect leader just rewarded him with a foundation-building pill. Now, should he be rewarded with another one or more?

But the next moment, he felt purple star sand floating in front of him. He was puzzled and touched his cheeks without any abnormality. But he was shocked to find that his hands began to fog at some point.

Atomizes into small purple sand-like particles.

He screamed in horror, but he couldn't make a sound, because half of his face had disappeared and purple mist rose all over his body.

The next moment, he collapsed to the ground, and more and more purple sand floating on his body gradually condensed into fog.

With just two breaths, Wang Youfu, one of the Blood God Sect’s guardians, disappeared completely, turned into a ball of purple mist, rushed towards Zhao Wujiang, and sank into Zhao Wujiang's body.

The detained villagers in the Beast Control Hall let out a terrifying howl. Although Wang Youfu's death was not bloody, they felt the bone-broken cold and curled up in the corner of the iron cage, not daring to get close to the "Master of the Blood God Sect" in their eyes.

Zhao Wujiang glanced at them indifferently, walked calmly, and walked out of the hall. He wanted to devour the entire Blood God Sect's disciples to gather his stronger cultivation.

This is his first step on the road to revenge.

The locks of the iron cages in the Beast Control Hall disappeared, and seemed to have never appeared before. The gates of the iron cages were also opened, but for a moment, no villagers dared to move.

It was not until Zhao Wujiang walked out of the Beast Control Hall for a long time that someone tried to walk out of the iron cage and found that there was no stop from the Blood God Sect. More and more people walked out of the iron cage and rushed out of the hall, and began to flee around and run towards their own.

village.

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Zhao Wujiang walked through the main halls and the back mountains. He was wiped out by all the disciples of the Blood God Sect's disciples, the Dharma Protectors and Elders.

To be precise, he did not take action, but the fox tail condensed by the demonic energy.

Wherever the purple mist passes, all flesh and blood disappears, turns into pure power, and is swallowed by Zhao Wujiang.

This is not the power of the demonic energy itself, but also the blessing of Zhao Wujiang's star-absorbing technique, which creates such an effect.

Finally, he arrived at the temple where the sect leader Xiao Chen usually rested.

If there is no place where the Blood God Sect is most likely to have treasures hidden, it is undoubtedly here.

The demon wind blew open the door of Xiao Chen's wing.

Before Zhao Wujiang stepped into it, a giggle came from him.

"Husband, you're back."

A woman walked out of the wing room.

The thin pink gauze outlines the plump and proud figure, with a delicate face, and a charming eyes. He walked over with lotus steps, twisted his waist and waved his style, surrounding him.

Zhao Wujiang's face was plain. This plump woman was like a ripe peach, and her delicate body appeared and appeared under the gauze.

He saw many beauty, so he reached out and wanted to wipe it out.

But as soon as he stretched out his hand, he was slightly stunned.
Chapter completed!