Chapter 222: Crazy up at Shura

"Oh, this kid seems to be fighting with us. It's great. I want to struggle even more. If it's like a four-person person, I'm really not interested. It seems that I will have a great time today hahaha."

The immortal king who had taken off his pants was like he had chicken blood injected, and he immediately started taking off his clothes. He was about to be a pig waiting to be slaughtered, and he couldn't wait to get up.

"I think you'd better wear clothes. It's better to look better if you die, otherwise your clothes won't cover your body after death."

Wuchun kindly reminded the immortal king, and forgot his figure and moved, rushing towards the people who were approaching, and he avoided the unclothed immortal king and killed the immortal king behind him.

Suddenly, I felt the danger when I felt the strong pressure from Wuchun to them, and immediately started to fight back, but Wuchun was in front of them, so before I could draw my sword, two immortal kings were wiped off their necks.

"No, he is a fifth-grade master of the God King, ready to fight!"

The immortal king, who was wearing pants, immediately put on his clothes anxiously and asked several subordinates to prepare for the battle.

"Is it a little too late to get them ready for the battle now?"

As Wuchun said that, he killed the remaining immortal kings, leaving only the immortal king who was still wearing pants. He tripped himself up because of nervousness, and a dog came to eat shit. That embarrassed look really made the immortal king look disgrace.

"You, who are you? Are you that black cultivator?"

"Don't worry, I'm waiting for you to put on your pants and kill you, otherwise you don't have a face to die like this. It will really affect the reputation of the cultivator. When Bo Po knows it, he will definitely think that I'm right to do this, hehe."

When Wuchun looked at the immortal king's scared look, he found it funny, and didn't even look at the meat persimmons he could knead. How hungry would he be when he saw someone taking off his pants?

"If you kill me, you will reveal your identity. You'd better not kill me. I won't want the Lord to say that I'll see you, I promise."

"If I believe your promise, I will be a fool. If you put on your pants, then go and die!"

Seeing that the Immortal Lord had already had a pair of pants, Wuchun directly exposed him at that time. If he didn't kill this Immortal Lord, he would be revealed. Therefore, for the sake of his wife and friends, as well as all the god-cultivators in the fairy world, he could not show mercy to the enemy. If he wants to sympathize and feel soft-hearted, the consequences will be unimaginable.

"oh……"

The Immortal Lord was stabbed into his heart by Wuchun without reacting, and then screamed and fell to the ground and died.

"Hey, now how do you manage that idiot who is the Bodhisattva in the Immortal Realm? How could he teach such a perverted subordinate?"

Wuchun even doubted whether Pupo also likes men, so that male practitioners in the fairy world would be affected.

Ignoring the corpse, the smell of blood in the mountains would soon attract some fairy beasts to eat without leaving any bones, so he did not waste time burying a few people.

In order not to attract the attention of the cultivators, Wu Baoming still changed into a sword and flew, so that he could not let the cultivators appear again without any effort.

Fortunately, if one person who appears to be killed one after another, even if the bodhisattva is a fool, it will be wrong. At that time, all the immortals will be sent to search for Wuchun and the gods.

He flew to the area where Tianqi was. He had gathered the god kings in his area and other god cultivators who could be found in the village and dressed up as villagers.

The arrival of Wuchun made the gods excited, and some diseases-ridden gods all rose up like Wuchun, the new master.

"Don't let everyone get so much noise. This is in the village. Don't attract the attention of the villagers. Let's sit down and treat you one by one. Let's start with the most serious companions, and let other people who are slightly better endure it."

Seeing that nearly fifty people were waiting for him to treat him sickly, Wuchun also sweated. The consumption of him in the past month was a bit too high. Now he would sweat when flying with his sword.

Tianqi fanned Wuchun with a fan, and wiped his sweat with a towel. He knew that Wuchun hadn't had a rest for more than a month.

"There are no new people in the village recently?"

While treating the god-cultivator, Wuchun is also treating Tianqi. Now he can only save time in this way. After healing everyone, he will leave directly to the next area.

"No one has come recently. Is there something wrong?"

"It seems that my existence has appeared, so I began to look for my whereabouts in the fairy world. So when I cure everyone's illness and have recovered their divine power, I can't stay in the village anymore, throw it away nearby and hide."

"I understand the young master."

Tianqi knew that it was really too conspicuous for them to stay in the village. Although the villagers have not appeared now, it is a matter of time before they are revealed, so they have to let everyone hide new points before they are revealed.

After Wuchun treated the disease of the martial arts world practitioner, it was already dark.

"Tianqi, I'll go to other areas first."

"Young Master, you should also pay attention to your health. If you are in danger, please contact us. We are all obliged to do so for the young master."

Tianqi sent Wuchun away and immediately summoned the God King for a small meeting. He took some of the cultivators who had recovered divine power and left the village, finding a safe and hidden place to hide and wait for Wuchun's order.

Wuchun flew quickly in the night sky and flew towards the next stronghold of the cultivator who was summoning him.

Suddenly, a black shadow appeared and directly knocked Wuchun out. When he fell to the ground, Wuchun saw a smirk on the corner of the man in black.

Wuchun knew that this time was even more unlucky, and he met the Shura master who was fought by the Immortal Lord before.

Ying has been traveling around the fairy world to look for immortal cultivators, so people like Wuchun who fly in the air can easily attract his attention.

"Who is the one who attacks me?"

Wuchun questioned Ying with a taste of not knowing who the other party was, and Ying smiled and said, "You are the descendant of the Supreme God, you have just a little cultivation level, and you are still shouting that you are flying all over the sky in the fairy world."

"What successor of the Supreme God? Have you made a mistake with my brother? If I were the successor of the Supreme God, I should be in the God Realm now, right?"

Wuchun began to pretend to be confused, but now he is facing Shura people who are more powerful than him, so it is not that simple to fool them.

"Stop pretending. I have found many god-cultivating people who have not met the conditions I am looking for. You, a black cultivator, are a god-cultivator, and you are not a certain disease yet. So you are the descendant of the fallen Supreme God in the human world. You can't make a mistake. Come with me. My master is very interested in you."

Ying said that he wanted to go up to catch Wuchun, but if he was caught by the Shura at this time, he really confirmed the death warning, so he immediately picked up the golden light on his body, and the shadow that was about to attack him was about to bounce off.
Chapter completed!