A small casual cultivator!

Chapter 342: Waiting for You to Fall into the Trap

"You can give it a try."

After weighing the pros and cons for a while, he made up his mind that he could take advantage of the special underground environment and set up another trap.

You have to know that in places like these around Wudu Sea, the scattered forces are generally not very strong. The demon cultivators in the middle and late stages of foundation building are either senior elders of the sect or independent cultivators who hide their whereabouts and go into seclusion for a long time. It is very difficult to find them even if you spend a lot of time.

If this idea can really come true, combined with the current gains, it should be enough for the trip to Falling Star Valley.

He looked at the storage ring and thought, "It would be appropriate to use these people as bait."

Then I began to wait, constantly calculating in my mind.

About an hour later.

Two figures slowly flew over in the air in the distance.

It was a middle-aged man in a gray robe and a woman with a charming face.

"During this training, several talents from my Guixuan Sect performed quite well. If nothing unexpected happens, they should be able to break through to the foundation-building stage in another seven or eight years."

"Well, especially the disciple surnamed Xu, who is actually using the powerful and tough body of the underground demon leader to refine and absorb the blood and energy with his skills. He is already showing a tendency to break through to the tenth level of Qi Refining."

"The bodies of these demon chieftains whose intelligence has been obscured are indeed richer in blood and energy than those creatures on the surface. If I were not afraid that this is the territory of the underground dark demons, I would want to go deeper to snatch a few bodies to taste." The man looked around eagerly.

The woman looked at him with contempt and said, "Elder Sun, you'd better not act rashly. If we go deeper underground, with our cultivation, if we encounter those Asuras, Yakshas, ​​and other dark demon kings, they will only provide meat for us."

"Just a casual remark, just a casual remark," the man smiled awkwardly, but frowned again and muttered, "I heard from Elder Ming that the lord of this underground space is a Yaksha, why can't I see any trace of him?"

As he spoke, his eyes unconsciously began to look strange.

"What are you thinking about?" Seeing him like this, the woman frowned and said, "This Yaksha is the target of the sect's wooing. There are rich mineral deposits underground. If we can establish contact with these dark demons underground, our Guixuan Sect may usher in a huge development opportunity."

“Haha, just a down-and-out Yaksha,” the man simply chuckled.

The two flew towards the base while chatting.

"Huh? What's going on?"

"Where is Elder Mingzhang?"

However, when they arrived, they found that the sky above the several large rivers was empty. The cold fog that was there when they left was gone, and the elder who led the team was nowhere to be found.

The two men frowned and continued to look forward.

"come yet?"

On the river bank, Lu Luan opened his eyes and looked up at the sky, and the next moment, he had disappeared.

Everything went on as planned. In order to avoid trouble, after the two men got close, he activated the formation and trapped them in the formation without anyone noticing. Then, all that was waiting for them was death.

"boom!"

The wind was gusting violently, and soon a spiritual spear burning with flames fell from the sky. A big pit instantly appeared on the ground with sparks flying everywhere. The male demon cultivator was nailed to death in it, like a flower with a broken stem, dying dimly.

Not far away, the woman was lying on the ground, and there was no sound anymore.

These two demon cultivators were only at the early stage of foundation building, and they didn't even have the slightest resistance in his hands.

In a short while, they were all easily defeated by his gun.

However, this time Lu Luan did not leave all of them alive, but killed one, because if no one died, how would the two demonic sects know that something unusual had happened.

Looking at the two of them, Lu Luan slowly extended his hand, and the magic seedling appeared in his palm.

As soon as he came out of the storage ring, he felt something. The branches and leaves moved without wind, and a joyful emotion emanated from him, like a child who got a candied haws.

After following Lu Luan, it has been luckier than the little bug before and has never been treated unfairly. Over the years, it has devoured dozens of foundation-building souls and beast souls, and has grown luxuriantly and intelligently. It looks like it will be able to speak like Xiao Shen in a few years.

After shaking, dozens of white beards like spider silk shot out from the dense roots and wrapped around the dead male demon cultivator in the blink of an eye.

Without the protection of the body, the other person's soul was torn out alive. Maybe it was because it was the first time he died, his eyes were a little dazed and dull.

However, they were soon entangled in the roots and squeezed into a ball. The demon seedling took root in the souls of the two and absorbed the nutrients from them. A pain more painful than the torture of flesh and blood broke out, and their souls twisted and screamed.

"Help me, help me, spare me..."

“It grows pretty fast.”

Lu Luan ignored the noise in his ears and instead stared deep into the branches of the demon seedling. Under the tiny twigs and green leaves, there was already a green fruit hanging, the size of a peanut.

This was formed by absorbing the soul of the female demon cultivator who was killed before.

After collecting the things in his hands and the bodies of the two demon cultivators, Lu Luan murmured, "This trip has yielded quite a lot. The souls of eight foundation-building cultivators are enough to ripen a demon fruit, and there is still a lot left."

He looked forward again, "It's time to take action."

After saying that, he flew forward.

He did not kill all the captured people, otherwise the two sects would definitely be facing a formidable enemy. If too many masters came, it would be beyond their control.

At this time, it was thousands of miles away.

In the Ghost Gate.

In a secret room filled with star-like lights, a candle high up flickered and went out, leaving only a wisp of white smoke.

"Ok?"

On the ninth floor outside, a naked white-haired old man was hugging several charming figures on the bed. But suddenly, as if he sensed something, he stopped abruptly and frowned.

"Xiao... Elder Xiao, what's wrong?"

The young woman in his arms saw that he paused at this critical moment, and for a moment she looked at him with puzzled beautiful eyes and asked angrily.

"Damn, something happened!"

The old man had an ugly look on his face at this moment. He totally ignored the budding beauty, jumped off the bed, waved his hand, and strode out.

When he arrived at the secret room, facing the extinguished empty lamp, he cried out with a gloomy look: "It's really bad. This inner sect elder was escorting the disciples out for training, but he died. Did something unexpected happen?"

Without thinking too much, he flew out again.

Inside the Sha Yin Sect.

A man and a woman faced the talisman in silence.

This is the message sent by Gui Xuanmen.

"Fifth Elder, what happened? How could the elder of Guixuanmen die suddenly? Could it be that Yaksha?" the woman asked in a heavy voice.

“If that Yaksha really takes action, the one who will die will not just be an elder in the early stage of foundation building. This matter is strange and must be handled with caution.” The man’s eyes were solemn.

After a moment's silence, the woman said, "But now the Gui Xuan Sect believes that we were the ones who did it, and they want us to give an explanation."

"What do you mean?" The man smiled coldly, then waved his hand and said:

"An elder of Guixuan Sect suddenly died there. Something must have happened underground. Stop the training and ask Elder Feng to check it out quickly and bring all the disciples back."

"Ah."

The woman immediately turned around and flew away, disappearing.

……

"Don't let me down."

Underground, Lu Luan sat alone on a stone peak, gently wiping the spirit spear with his fingers, and began to wait.

The place where he was sitting cross-legged now was at the entrance to the underground. If anyone from the two demon sects really came, he would be discovered instantly. Moreover, there was magma crisscrossing for dozens of miles around, so it would be easier to use magic in this place, and it would also help with hiding.

Of course, if anything goes wrong, it’s convenient to leave since it’s close to the exit.

"If a master in the late foundation building stage can come, plus his soul, it may be enough for the magic spirit seedling to produce another fruit." Lu Luan said secretly in his heart.

It is no problem for the soul on hand to produce one magic fruit, but two are not enough. It is just short of a soul in the late stage of foundation building.

Of course, he did not hold out too much hope. After all, for a small demon sect like this, a person in the late stage of foundation building is the leader-level figure. The total number of people in the entire sect may be less than one palm. It is unlikely that they will leave the sect unless it is necessary.

Time passes slowly.

The stars move and the moonlight is peaceful.

An hour later.

"blow!"

In the dark clouds high in the sky, two black shadows were seen passing by, moving side by side, like sharp arrows, at an extremely fast speed.

In the black mist on the left was an old man with gray hair, eagle-like eyes, and dressed in a black robe. He looked skinny, but the aura hidden in his body was very strong. Wherever he passed, the clouds were split in two by his aura.