C5421 Hiding Evil Cultivator
C5421 Hiding Evil Cultivator
A deep dragon roar sounded like it came from the sky. It was mighty and powerful, and it could sweep away all evil beings in the world.
This was the most vigorous Spiritual Sense Impact, and it was specifically aimed at people. Although its target wasn't Lu Zhiran, the sound waves that came from the vast impact had affected her.
Lu Zhiran fainted, but the maid beside her didn't help him up. Instead, she let out a miserable cry.
Wisps of black smoke were emitted from the maid's skin. The maid was a fair and beautiful beauty, but when she suddenly endured the Heavenly Dragon Sound, she felt as if she had been struck by lightning, and she kept screaming in pain.
"Ahhhh!!!"
The maidservant let out a miserable cry as she retreated continuously. Her snow-white skin also seemed to have collapsed like a bag of skin.
As the leather bag was separated from her body, what was revealed was shockingly an aged and weak body. How could it still have the appearance of that beautiful woman from before?
"It really is an evil cultivator. I didn't see it clearly just now and it allowed you to muddle your way through!"
Lu Yu frowned tightly, and a cold light flashed within his eyes.
Lu Zhiran was in a difficult position. To Lu Yu, it was merely an insensible junior playing around, and he didn't care about it.
But this maid was different, even though she was covered in a layer of skin. Lu Yu could still feel that she had cultivated an evil art. This girl had hidden herself very well. Even many experts couldn't see her. However, Lu Yu had just used the Changing Scripture, and his power hadn't dissipated yet. Somehow, he had already realized the difference between this maid and him.
Evil cultivators were different from Demonic Cultivator.
Demonic Cultivator might be stubborn in his actions, but he still had his basic principles. However, Evil cultivators were different. These people were doing this for their own selfish desires. They would do anything. The Ministry of Justice of the Great Qin Dynasty had long regarded many evil cultivators as wanted targets.
Lu Dai doted on his daughter, so how could he arrange such a maid by his daughter's side?
"Damn it! Damn it!"
The maid let out a hoarse voice and turned around to escape.
The maid's body was suddenly covered by a thick blood mist, and she was about to turn into a wisp of black smoke and escape.
But how could Lu Yu give her this chance? He suddenly raised his hand, and it suddenly fell down. A powerful and boundless pressure suddenly descended from the sky, and with a loud bang, it forcefully pushed down.
This maid could be considered an expert. When she saw the powerful attack, she suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and chanted a long spell.
This spell was extremely evil. An invisible thread flew towards Lu Zhiran. She saw that she could not escape and wanted to use Lu Zhiran as a hostage.
"Duo!"
A dragon's roar shook the maid's mind once again.
The maid's head rumbled as blood flowed out from her eyes, nose, and mouth, causing her to faint on the spot. After that, Lu Yu struck out with his palm, sending her flying more than ten meters away. Then, he smashed her into a fake mountain.
The fake mountain collapsed in an instant. The female servant was lying weakly on the ground. All the bones in her body had been broken, and she had turned into a mass of soft flesh and blood.
The commotion here was too great, and it had already caused a huge commotion in the prefecture.
The four bronze bells of the Imperial Residence rumbled. Groups of Imperial Residence guards moved out, and several consecrates let out long cries. They stood in the air and observed their surroundings. At this moment, it was still the time of war between the two great realms. In order to prevent the assassination of the king from happening, the Imperial Residence was always on guard.
"Everything is fine in the Imperial Residence. Retreat."
At this moment, a dignified voice came from the sky.
"It's the king!" When everyone heard this voice, they could not help but heave a sigh of relief. As long as the Fifth Prince was fine.