nycdaug Chapter 446: The World is Over
Chapter 446: The World is Over
Bu Jinglian stuffed the magic pill into the mouth of the defeated Winged Demon with disgust.
Magic pills are a general term for pills rich in demonic energy, corresponding to the elixirs of spiritual cultivation.
Demons and spirits are in conflict and cannot coexist in one.
Bu Jinglian summoned the bloody winged demon back to the contract space.
The outside spiritual practitioner said: What? I just risked my life for her, and she gave me a few earth-level blood-healing magic pills?
With Bu Jinglian's status and position, there is no shortage of healing pills of all grades available to her, not to mention the Saint grade ones, she wouldn't even give her the Heaven grade ones.
The demon cultivators said:
So what? If your subordinates defeat the demons, they will bring shame to their master. There is nothing to pity them. If you use the energy you put into caring for the demons to care for your mother and father, and urge them to make progress, you would have become rich second-generations by now.
Unlike now, I can’t even afford the VIP seats and can only watch the fight between demons among us demon cultivators.
Foreign spirituality: …
He meows.
Is there really no one to deal with these evil cultivators?
"You demon cultivators have urged them, but they are still sitting in the ordinary seats!"
"My parents are hopeless, are your parents the same?" The demon cultivator asked sincerely.
The spiritual practitioners had a myocardial infarction and shut up.
On the other side, the victorious Mo Rangchen rarely showed a good look to the crawling demon. He squinted his eyes, pinched his beard, and generously took out a few magic pills to give to it.
Gao Gao said: "Well done, eat it."
The crawling demon didn't move, and because its eyes had been dug out and there were wounds all over its body, no one could see its expression.
I just inexplicably felt that the air around me was a little condensed and violent.
Mo Rangchen's eyes darkened slightly, and when he was about to say something, Bu Jinglian, who had been staring at him, suddenly smiled.
"What's wrong? Is it the contracted demon... that's not listening?"
One stone stirs up a thousand ripples, and the scene of heat and jubilation suddenly turns cold and dead silent.
Mo Rangchen's face darkened, and he angrily said, "Nonsense! Are you questioning the contracted demon produced by the Demon Hunter Guild?"
Zhu Jiu glanced at Meng Huwan and found that she was looking down solemnly with deep eyes.
Just when someone was trying to figure something out, something strange happened.
It was not as expected that the crawling demon suddenly attacked and hurt people, but the change came from outside.
A group of capable men in black robes and black armor suddenly rushed in from the entrance with great momentum. A demonic aura rushed over, like a magic sword being unsheathed, cold and chilling, suppressing the entire place.
This kind of sinister aura can only be possessed by demon cultivators who fight all day long.
They dared to openly break into the First Place Building. Considering the scene and the preface, Zhu Jiu guessed that these people were from the Demon Hunting Guild, and from the Demon Hunting Department.
After the black-armored men rushed in, they did not rush to arrest them. Instead, they neatly separated a path in the middle and stood quietly on both sides.
Before seeing the person, I heard his voice first. A series of cold footsteps came from outside the dim entrance.
Everyone concentrated and held their breath, and soon they saw the expected woman in gray robe.
Her complexion is as plain as water, and her temperament is as profound as a green sword.
But those brown eyes seemed to be filled with corpses and blood.
Wherever his eyes passed, no one dared to look him in the eye.
The two rows of black-armored men that had intimidated people before became complete foils in front of her.
Shuai Guodu lacked confidence, so he swallowed his saliva and whispered to Zhu Jiu in a low voice to introduce him.
"...She is the president of the Demon Hunter Guild and the Sword Master of the Demon Hunter Division. She is the person with the closest relationship with the Heavenly Demon Sect Master Lou Yeyu. Three hundred years ago, she went through life and death with the Sect Master Lou. Later, despite the protests of the entire Jiuqu Shuozhou, she resolutely established the Demon Hunter Guild."
"Her name is Wen Chaoxi."
"The sword master is swift and decisive. She believes in cutting through the Gordian knot. It's best not to talk back or clash with her."
"No matter who they were, senior or junior, delicate girl or weak boy, rich or poor, sick or healthy, she always treated everyone equally, even a three-year-old child would be beaten."
Zhu Jiu: “…”
It's so scary.
She looked at Wen Chaoxi and realized that her strength level was exactly the same as Meng Huwan's, both were at the peak of the Mahayana stage.
From this point of view, the strength of the Demon Sect Leader is almost the same.
In Zhu Jiu's mind, the overall strength of Jiuqu Shuozhou is one level higher than Jiling and Dahuang.
Besides, look at the mental state of others. Three thousand Vietnamese soldiers can conquer Wu.
Unlike those two rulers who are in their comfort zone and are full of vanity.
Zhu Jiu simply had a fight with Xingjun.
Below, when Mo Rangchen saw Wen Chaoxi, he turned pale, like a mouse seeing a cat.
There was a cunning flash in Bu Jinglian's eyes.
Wen Chaoxi teleported onto the stage in one step, expecting that the defensive barrier would be shattered like tofu when she raised her hand.
But no, Meng Huwan went out at some point and flashed in front of her, smiling calmly and helplessly: "Sword Master, this is the first building, you can ask if you have any needs, why do you have to come up and fight?"
Wen Chaoxi remained calm and continued to slap his palm as usual.
Not surprisingly, Meng Huwan caught it with his palm, and the force separated at the first touch. However, the aftermath still shattered the barrier that the two demons had formed after fighting for a long time without any cracks.
Meng Huwan raised his hand to protect the group of consumer gamblers below.
The demon cultivators were so horrified that they almost hid under their seats with their heads in their hands. Others cleverly hid behind the external spiritual cultivators, who released their spiritual power and tried to resist with a serious look on their faces.
One side is rude and cowardly, the other side is resolute and unyielding.
The contrast is very eye-catching.
Foreign spiritual practitioners looked down on them: a bunch of spineless demon cultivators and cowards.
The demon cultivators did not feel ashamed and were very pleased: Fortunately, we have you spiritual cultivators. If all of them were demon cultivators, the world would be over.
Spiritual Practice: …
Never before have I experienced so deeply the saying "If a person has no shame, he is invincible."
Xingjun spoke in a mysterious and obscene tone as if he was trying to say something to Zhu Jiu.
Zhu Jiu took the initiative and said, "I will stand here today and see which little idiot says yes."
Xingjun: “…”
He suddenly let out a very babyish voice, as if someone had pinned him down and bullied him severely, and his speech was intermittent and helpless.
"Wuwuwuwu, all of my privacy has been... 夤, Sister Youyou has seen it all! You bad guy!"
He even gave a proper burp like the legendary baby burp.
Zhu Jiu: “…………”
Why, today even the Star Lord didn't let go of her toes.
I'm so embarrassed, you bastard!
She said coldly: "Just be honest if the novel is confiscated from you."
The star god with an independent personality has quieted down.
At the same time, Wen Chaoxi took in everything below him, glanced at it, and said with regret: "According to the initial expectations, the demon cultivators in Jiuqu Shuozhou should also cultivate such excellent character."
To this end, she has been committed to organizing relevant competitions to enhance the morale of magic practitioners. Unfortunately, this group of people can never get rid of the bad habit of taking shortcuts, and the results are minimal.
It’s better to have children from other families.
Wen Chaoxi generously gave a friendly smile to the spiritual practitioners.
Unfortunately, those eyes looked at people as if they were murderous, and his smile was like a judge demanding death. The spiritual practitioners were almost scared to death.
Wen Chaoxi didn't care. He glanced at the shattered barrier, looked at Meng Huwan, put his hands behind his back and said, "No one can stop me from doing what I want to do."