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Chapter 1737 The golden cicada escapes from its shell

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    After retrieving the body of the Purple Cicada Demon King, Qingyang did not continue to stay here. Instead, after saying hello to Mu Qiu and Situ Yong, he returned to the inn he rented before. It was not that he was in a hurry to bury the Purple Cicada Demon King.  , but there is still an unknown secret hidden in his heart.

    When the Zichan Demon King was competing in the martial arts arena, he didn't seem to notice Qingyang at first. It wasn't until he was about to decide the outcome with his opponent that he casually glanced at Qingyang and gave him a complicated look.  , as a monk, he is very sensitive to the eyes of others, especially the eyes of acquaintances. Although Demon King Zichan did not say anything at that time, and did not even make any unnecessary movements, Qingyang could clearly feel that Zichan  The Demon King seemed to have something to ask of him.

    Qingyang understood that in that situation, it was impossible for the Zichan Demon King to make unnecessary moves, and he did not dare to let the organizers of the gambling games find out what he was thinking. It was normal for his eyes to be secretive, but Qingyang didn't understand.  The Cicada Demon King is already dead, what else do you need help from others for?  Later, he thought about it and realized that the Purple Chan Demon King was probably planning to fake his own death to deceive everyone.

    Faking death is very common. Back then, Master Songhe successfully deceived several low-level monks with his superb technique of pretending to die. If the Zichan Demon King could really deceive others, Qingyang would not mind saving his life. Both parties  After all, they shared the same sorrow, and there was still some friendship. Because of this, Qingyang spent 800,000 spirit stones to redeem the body of the Purple Chan Demon King from those people.

    It's just that Qingyang can't believe what kind of method he can use to deceive the organizer of the gambling game and the countless onlookers outside the venue. First of all, the organizer of the gambling game will never let the loser leave alive, because this involves their credibility.  The problem is, before the fierce-looking monk handed the body of the Purple Cicada Demon King to Qingyang, he had checked it several times, and even did some tricks secretly. Even if the Purple Cicada Demon King was pretending to be dead, he could still turn him into a real person.  Death, and there are countless monks watching outside the venue. Everyone has different methods. It is relatively easy to avoid the detection of one, two, three or five people, but it is almost impossible to avoid the detection of hundreds of monks outside the venue.  impossible.

    Not to mention others, Qingyang was not sure that he could do it anyway. Although Qingyang finally spent 800,000 spirit stones to redeem the body of the Purple Chan Demon King, Qingyang did not dare to completely believe it. He even suspected that it was only his own.  It's an illusion, but since the spirit stones have been spent, there's no need to worry about it. Let's take the body of the Purple Cicada Demon King back first, and then we'll know whether it's dead or not.

    Returning to the inn, he closed the formation outside the temporary cave and set up layers of restrictions around it. After confirming that there would be no problems, Qingyang placed the body of the Purple Chan Demon King on the ground and first observed it with his spiritual mind.  , found that the body of the Zichan Demon King was almost completely destroyed, without any vitality, and then input a trace of his true energy, but still found nothing abnormal.

    "But think about it, there are so many monks present who can't see it. How could I have this ability?"  Let's let it go first. If the Purple Cicada Demon King is still alive, he will wake up in a few days. If the Purple Cicada Demon King has not come back to life after a few days, it will not be too late to bury him.

    Thinking of this, Qingyang ignored the body of the Purple Cicada Demon King and started meditating beside him. Half a month passed in the blink of an eye, and there was no movement from the Purple Cicada Demon King. Qingyang even doubted whether he had made a mistake in his judgment.  In that case, how could the Purple Chan Demon King survive?  However, 800,000 spiritual stones have been spent. It is a pity to give up like this. It is better to wait a few more days.

    It took nearly half a month to wait. Seeing that the date agreed with Tianji Palace was coming, Qingyang was ready to pack up and go out to find out the news about Jin Lingwan Sha Tie. The corpse of the Purple Cicada Demon King on the ground  Finally there was movement, and a faint glimmer of life appeared on his body.

    Looking at the Zichan Demon King again at this time, although there is life, this life is extremely weak, like a candle in the wind. It seems that it can be blown out accidentally, but it finally survived, which also proves Qingyang's judgment.  It's accurate. The 800,000 spiritual stones were not in vain.

    Qingyang also didn't expect that the Zichan Demon King's level of fake death would be so high. Not only could he deceive so many monks, but he could also survive even if the other party had a secret trick. This method was too powerful, but think about it.  , this guy was able to evade the pursuit of the half-stepped god and demon corpse, and it didn't seem unusual to pretend to be dead to deceive these people. The method of the Zichan Demon King was definitely not as simple as it seemed.

    Qingyang did not dare to delay, and quickly found a good healing elixir from the Qiankun Gourd and gave it to the Zichan Demon King. Afterwards, he injected some true energy into his body and used various methods to treat him.  After several twists and turns, the Purple Chan Demon King finally opened his eyes. Although he still looked very weak, he had relieved his breath and should no longer be in danger of his life for the time being.

    The Zichan Demon King raised his head with difficulty and said, "Thank you, fellow Taoist Qingyang, for saving my life."

    Qingyang said: "We said goodbye that day.??I thought that I could see the Purple Cicada Demon King here. When we captured the spirit infant and fought against the demon corpse, we were sharing the same sorrow, so it was only natural that we should save you.  "

    The Zichan Demon King couldn't help but sigh: "That day in the underground demon cave, I saw fellow Taoist Qingyang drowning in a group of demon corpses. We were unable to save you. I thought you had been harmed by the demon corpses. I didn't expect that you were not only fine, but also  His strength has also greatly increased, it seems that we have underestimated fellow Taoist Qingyang."

    Qingyang did not explain, but said: "Everyone has some means to save his life. Although the half-step demon corpse is powerful, it is only a demon corpse after all. Although its strength is very high, its spiritual intelligence is much lower than that of us monks.  , Didn¡¯t the Purple Chan Demon King also leave the underground devil¡¯s cave alive?¡±

    The Zichan Demon King said: "What fellow Taoist Qingyang said is that my Zichan clan also has some life-saving means. Among them, the most powerful innate magical power is called Golden Cicada Escape. Seeing that I couldn't escape, I had to use my clan's innate magical ability Jin Chan Escape.  Escaped from the underground cave."

    Qingyang had just saved the life of the Zichan Demon King, and he would rely on Qingyang to survive the last few years of the All Souls Association. Naturally, he knew everything at this time, and even revealed the innate magical powers of his Zichan clan.  I heard him continue: "However, the sequelae after using the golden cicada to escape from the shell were serious. After I escaped from the trap, I found a hidden place to heal my injuries. Although my strength recovered later, without the care of the team, I did not dare to go to crowded places.  , he was practicing on the edge of the Myriad Spirits Secret Realm, and managed to raise his cultivation level to the peak of the fifth level of Nascent Soul. Then he couldn't help but walked inside, and ended up bumping into the fierce-looking monk, and was caught.  Martial arts arena." (Remember this website address: www.hlnovel.com
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