Demon Recovery: Heavenly Master Descends! The beginning inherits the heavenly master’s degree

This A-level poison user has the best control over his own abilities.
He can melt people into blood without anyone noticing.
It can also make people suffer unprecedented pain, and it also guarantees people’s consciousness is extremely clear.
People can’t live, they can’t die!
With this kind of method, no matter how kind the face is, it will still make people frightened and creepy…
This person is none other than the well-known Old Poison Yang in the Spirit Tune Bureau!
Actually, Yang Laodu didn’t come here on a special trip.
He himself had a mission near Nansheng City, and he just finished it. After receiving the notice from above, he stopped by to have a look.
As for this, by the way… Elder Yang~ has the intention of poisoning himself to some extent.
Zhang Beixuan saw it at a glance – Feng Goudeng in the team.
Feng Goudeng hurriedly walked up with a smile: “Master Zhang, are you there?”
Zhang Beixuan nodded.
Feng Goudeng smiled even brighter.
He has a natural admiration and trust for Zhang Beixuan.
Although he still didn’t know what the case was like, seeing Zhang Beixuan was there, his heart suddenly felt at ease.
Suddenly, Feng Goudeng slapped his forehead again.
“Oh, I forgot.”
“Master Zhang,”
“The higher-ups attach great importance to this incident, so they specially transferred a master for us!”
As Feng Goudeng said, he pointed to the old man behind him who had been sizing up Zhang Beixuan.
“This is Mr. Yang, a special offering from our Spiritual Investigation Bureau.”
Zhang Beixuan looked at the old man.
Old Yang has a kind face and is very friendly.
When they looked at each other, he even showed a kind smile to Zhang Beixuan.
Originally, Feng Goudeng wanted to introduce it in detail.
However, before he could open his mouth, Yang Laodu took the initiative to step forward and say hello: “Master Zhang, I have been admiring you for a long time!”
Although Yang Laodu looked quite old, his voice was still full of energy.
He laughed heartily, and said heartily and cordially: “Although this is the first time I have met Zhang Tianshi, your deeds are astonishing as thunder, and I admire them very much!”
“I came here this time just to see if I can see your true face of Zhang Tianshi. Unexpectedly, my luck is good, and I really let me see it!”
It can be seen that Yang Laodu did not lie.
His eyes were very candid, full of admiration.
On the side, Feng Goudeng interjected with a smile: “No wonder Mr. Yang = you will take the initiative to apply for transfer to this case.”
Zhang Beixuan shook his head with a smile and said, “Mr. Yang is overrated.”
A few pleasantries.
Then, Feng Goudeng and Yang Laodu also checked the two mummies.
With that bloody aura behind them, the expressions of the two of them gradually became prettier.
And just as several people were checking the situation.
A police officer ran over in a panic.
“Chu bureau, again, againSomething went wrong! ”
Zhang Beixuan felt that this sentence was the one he heard the most today.
Chu Renlong’s expression tightened, and he asked this person, “What happened?!”
The policeman said out of breath: “After receiving the call, a few more corpses were found in the farmland less than ten miles east of here!”
Chu Renlong turned his head to look at Zhang Beixuan.
Zhang Beixuan nodded.
“Lead the way!”
Everyone in the Spiritual Investigation Bureau also set off together, and rushed towards the farmland.
Many policemen have already gathered in the farmland.
The crowd rushed over and saw three identical mummy lying on the ground in the field.
This mummy is exactly the same as the previous two.
Adding it up now, there are a total of five mummified corpses.
Five lives!
Not to mention, if the villagers in the hospital were not rescued by Zhang Beixuan, what a terrible number it would be!
Zhang Beixuan raised his eyebrows thoughtfully.
He was thinking about the connection between the village and the location of the two mummies.
The bloody river is in the westernmost village.
The place where the mummified bodies of men and women were found was three or five miles east of the village.
And now the three mummies are ten miles east of the village.
If these three points are connected in a line, where is it further on?
Zhang Beixuan turned his head and looked towards the east.
And that direction is surprisingly Dragon and Tiger Mountain!
“Oh shit!”
Zhang Beixuan cursed secretly, and directly moved Qiankun Wuji, rushing into the sky.
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This blood demon is actually heading towards Longhu Mountain?
at this time.
On Longhu Mountain, at the gate of Tianshi Mansion, a strange figure was standing.
This man was dressed in tattered black clothes, with disheveled hair, like a beggar!
He stood in front of the door with a weird smile on his face. His exposed teeth were a terrifying blood-red color, and his eyes were filled with deep gloom!
This figure, without him.
It was the master of the Shenxiaomen, Zhong Mingcheng!
His every move was full of weirdness. He stretched out his skinny hand and knocked on the knocker on the gate of Tianshi Mansion.
“Who is knocking at the door?”
Xiaoyue is practicing in Tianshi Mansion.
….. … ….. ….
Hearing the knock on the door, he rushed over.
Originally, he thought it was the same as usual, just ordinary tourists.
But outside the door, there was a hoarse voice.
“Old friend, come to visit!”
Visit? !
Xiaoyue was puzzled, and asked, “Which old friend?”
Outside the door, Zhong Mingcheng smiled.
The bigger the smile on the corner of the mouth, the more bloody teeth are exposed, and the more terrifying and countless.
“Don’t you know who it is when you open the door?”
He said word by word: “Senior Xiaoyue?”
Know your own name? !
Xiaoyue became even more puzzled.
Although she couldn’t guess who was outside, Xiaoyue hesitated for a moment, then stretched out her hand and opened the gate of the Heavenly Master’s Mansion in Longhu Mountain.
And just opened the door.
Xiaoyue saw the strange figure standing at the door.
She had a strange smile, full of red teeth, and was dressed in tatters.
If he hadn’t called out his name, Xiaoyue must have thought that he was a beggar who came to beg for food.
“You are?”
Xiaoyue tilted her head and asked.
Zhong Mingcheng bared his teeth and smiled: “Senior Xiaoyue, many years ago, Fengpingshan said goodbye…”
“Don’t come unharmed!”
Fengping Mountain?
When Xiaoyue heard this, she was slightly taken aback.
Immediately, he seemed to think of something.
His pupils suddenly shrank!
His dog’s eyes were filled with endless horror, and he asked in shock, “You, you are…”