readsfreenovel Chapter 583 It’s time to close the net
Chapter 583 It’s time to close the net
Lin Ci'an crashed into an ancient tree and stopped. He spat out a mouthful of blood, climbed up, turned his head and looked towards the Demon Locking Tower, but the tower was completely silent.
Immortal Master Xuanxiao was meditating when he suddenly felt his mind shaken.
Ziyu's token is broken!!!
On the lampstand beside the hall, the green lamp belonging to Chu Ziyu suddenly flickered!
The divine consciousness instantly covered the entire sect.
Soon, he noticed the unusual movement of the Demon Locking Tower.
He stood up suddenly, and the Solitary Red Sword in his sleeve came out with a humming sound, turning into a streak of light and rushing towards the Demon Locking Tower.
6872's thoughts
"Boss! Immortal Master Xuanxiao's spiritual sense is coming over here!" 6872 was so anxious that he was jumping up and down in the spiritual sense.
6872 I just feel tired, I have to do two jobs for one salary. Who understands the frustration of having to say the same thing twice?
Chu Ziyu in the Demon Locking Tower calmly smashed the fake right eye.
He slapped his chest, forcing out a mouthful of blood: "Why are you in such a hurry? You have to play the whole show."
"Your injury is too real!"
6872 shuddered as he looked at the bleeding wound.
"no."
Chu Ziyu wiped the blood from the corner of his lips, and a few eerie chains formed at his fingertips.
As he said this, he raised his hand and fiercely nailed the chain through his wrist. Because he had blocked his sense of pain, he did not hold back when he struck.
"You are too hard on yourself!" 6872 wanted to cry but had no tears.
"Attract the monsters in the Demon Locking Tower to me."
"Did you bleed too much?"
Chu Ziyu leaned against the stone pillar in the center of the Demon Locking Tower, watching the blood gushing out of his wrist stain his robe red, and raised his lips in satisfaction: "Just right, let them get more excited."
He deliberately let the demonic energy spread along the blood, causing the monsters imprisoned in the tower to roar one after another.
The sound of chains clashing and claws scratching the wall was particularly creepy in the darkness.
“Senior Brother——!”
Lin Ci'an's voice came from outside the tower, with unprecedented panic.
Upon hearing the voice, Chu Ziyu adjusted his posture to make himself look even weaker.
He formed a seal with one hand, and the Qingfeng Sword floated in front of him, the sword body vibrating to maintain the sealing barrier in the tower.
Blood dripped from his fingertips onto the sword and was evaporated into blood mist by the sword energy.
(It’s time to close the net.)
He secretly manipulated the situation on Mo Xue's side, causing the "Demon King" to "accidentally" drop a wisp of demonic aura while escaping, which was just caught by Xie Wuchen who arrived.
Chu Ziyu listened to the sound of breaking wind outside the tower getting closer and closer, and quickly adjusted his breathing to make himself look dying.
"boom!"
The gate of the Demon Locking Tower was split open by a sharp sword energy, and Immortal Xuanxiao stepped in with his sword, followed by the pale-faced Lin Ci'an.
The sight that came into view made everyone's breath stop -
Chu Ziyu half-knelt in the center of the tower, his white clothes already soaked in blood. Seven chains with demonic aura pierced through his limbs and chest, nailing him to the stone pillar.
The Qingfeng sword hung in front of him, the sword light was as faint as a candle in the wind, but it still stubbornly maintained the barrier inside the tower and prevented the monster from escaping.
The most horrifying thing was that there were still magical spells condensed on the fingertips of his right hand, and it was obvious that he was forcibly casting the spell while being seriously injured.
"Zi Yu!"
Immortal Master Xuanxiao waved his sleeves, cut the chains, and caught the fallen disciple.
Chu Ziyu opened his eyes "weakly" at the right time, breathing weakly: "Master... Demon King... right eye..."
He deliberately spoke incoherently, and at the same time asked 6872 to adjust his vital signs to appear more dying.
"Do not talk."
Immortal Xuanxiao pressed his fingertips on his forehead, and his face suddenly changed after his spiritual power penetrated into him, "Spiritual veins are exhausted, and the demon poison is backfiring?!"
Lin Ci'an knelt aside, not daring to touch Chu Ziyu with his trembling hands, and could only tightly grasp the corner of his clothes.
He stared at his senior brother's face, which was as pale as paper, and the blood that kept flowing out of the corners of his mouth, with a terrifying dark color surging in his eyes.
(It’s all because of that demon…)
He bit his tongue to barely suppress his murderous intent, and the taste of blood spread in his mouth.