"Nonsense, a battle that can be solved with just one sword, are you asking me to spare it now?"

"We're just going to keep it alive for now. It won't be too late to kill it after we've had enough soup."

"Impossible, I, Zhao, have always been at odds with the demon clan."

Somewhere on the battlefield, Xu Jie stopped in front of Zhao Zhengping and an earth demon. The two brothers had a heated argument.

Seeing Zhao Zhengping's bad temper rising again, Xu Jie was speechless.

"Then do you want some soup?"

Knowing the character of the senior brother, even the master sometimes has no way to deal with him. Xu Jie also knew that he could not persuade him, and he was originally going to give up. But who would have thought that the next second, Zhao Zhengping's face turned red and he gritted his teeth and uttered a word.

"think."

A simple word made Xu Jie feel as if he had seen the most impossible thing in the world.

Under Xu Jie's dumbfounded gaze, Zhao Zhengping avoided his eyes and explained without any confidence.

"I.........it was Roumei who wanted to drink. It's just this time. I won't do it next time."

"Okay, senior brother, it's righteous."

Even Zhao Zhengping had taken care of it. Xu Jie breathed a sigh of relief. He just had to drink the soup with confidence.

The disciples of the Taoist Sect were unanimous in their opinions, but the surviving monsters were completely confused.

The disciples who were originally murderous now looked at them with the utmost care.

"Are you OK?"

A Jade Girl Peak disciple asked with concern as he looked at the monster in front of him. Regarding this, the monster's eyes were filled with confusion.

The sword edge was only 0.001 mm away from him just now. It felt the call from the God of Death, but it survived in the end, and this Jade Girl Peak disciple actually cared about him.

Even when faced with some seriously injured monsters, the disciples even took out their own healing elixirs and fed them to them.

"Hey, Brother Yao, wake up, don't sleep, you have to stand up."

With a few loud slaps and some healing elixirs, the beast was slapped awake.

He looked up blankly and found that there were several Taoist disciples surrounding him, murmuring feebly.

"Are there also Taoist disciples in the underworld?"

Seeing the monster finally awakening, the disciples breathed a sigh of relief.

"Junior sister, watch it carefully and don't let it die. Senior brother, go have a drink of soup first."

According to the agreed rotation, all the disciples took turns coming to the entrance of the formation to drink soup as before.

Xu Jie stood in front of Ye Changqing, drinking soup comfortably. Ye Changqing, who was busy beside him, asked casually.

"Third Senior Brother, how is the situation now?"

It was originally a casual question, but Xu Jie was stunned for a moment, but he quickly adjusted and said in a serious tone.

"Alas, the battle is still very fierce, and everyone is fighting bloody battles."

"Really? It seems that the soup can't be stopped."

"Yes, yes, junior brother Changqing, thank you for your hard work. Without your soup, the brothers and sisters wouldn't be able to hold on."

"Third senior brother, don't worry, I know."

"Well, thank you for your hard work, Junior Brother Changqing."

He patted Ye Changqing's shoulder in emotion. At this moment, Xu Jie felt that his dream had come true, that is, eating Ye Changqing's cooking without limit.

Haha, I didn’t expect that I, Xu Jie, would still have this day.

My heart was filled with joy until Ye Changqing's voice came.

"Hey, Third Senior Brother, hasn't your wound been stopped? If there's no bleeding, there's no need to drink the soup. Let it be given to those disciples in need."

Ye Changqing just looked up casually and said it casually without thinking too much. But after hearing this, Xu Jie became nervous. He immediately used his spiritual power secretly, and one of the wounds was directly torn open, and blood flowed out.

"Where do we stop? Junior brother, hurry up and give me another bowl of soup."

Seeing this, Ye Changqing didn't doubt his presence, handed Xu Jie a bowl of soup and continued busy.

In order to ensure enough high-bone soup, Ye Changqing did not dare to relax at all.

Xu Jie, who was drinking the soup, was frightened for a while. He had to tell everyone later that he had to do a complete show and he couldn't reveal his secret.

Returning to the battlefield again, although the shouts of killing are still loud, if you look carefully, it is not difficult to find that there are almost seven or eight Taoist disciples surrounding a monster beast, just short of setting up a big pot, and there are still angry voices in their mouths

shouted.

"Damn monster clan, I will fight you."

"Kill."

"Today either you die or I die."

As for the monsters, they were kicked from time to time.

"Shout, I'm done shouting, it's your turn."

"Ah, kill......"

"You haven't eaten at all. There's a war going on. Can you show off some momentum?"

"Look at me, you can shout as I shout."

"Kill."

"Kill."

"Yes, just shout, come on."

Judging from the sound alone, this was definitely an extremely brutal battle, with both sides risking their lives.

Of course, there are monsters who can't stand such humiliation.

"Your sect goes too far in bullying demons. Scholars can be killed but not humiliated. If you have the ability..."

"I'm sorry, shut up."

Afraid of being heard by Ye Changqing in the distance, he slapped it with a big slap and then covered its mouth.

"Woooooooo......"

Unable to speak, he could only look at the several Dao Yizong disciples around him to discuss.

"This guy is dishonest."

"How about changing one end?"

"No more. Look around you. Are there any living monsters anywhere?"

"But it doesn't cooperate."

"Would you like to try again?"

"Okay, you can discuss it with it."

Turning his head, his eyes were fixed on this monster beast.

"You don't want to live a life worse than death, right..."

After some friendly negotiation, the monster finally cried out in frustration, but was greeted by another big bidou.

"You're so fucking mournful. This is a battlefield. What's wrong with you crying? If you start over again, if you don't scream well again, labor and management will castrate you."

"Kill........."

He spoke again, this time it was good, but there were tears of humiliation in his eyes.

These disciples of Dao Yizong really bully demons.

At the entrance of the formation, Ye Changqing, who was busy, could naturally hear the constant shouts of killing coming from the battlefield.

"It seems that there is a lot of support from the monsters. I hope I can withstand it."

There were many disciples surrounding him, shouting one after another.

"Hurry up, give me some soup, the bleeding can't be stopped."

"The support from the monster beasts came again. I was besieged by ten monster beasts, and I finally managed to kill them."

"Hold on, brothers, we will win this battle."

"Senior brother is right, as long as there is soup for me, I can keep fighting."

"That's right. I won't fight until the soup is dry."

I don't know who shouted something, and for a while, all the disciples shouted loudly.

"Unless the soup is drained, there will be no truce."

"Unless the soup is drained, there will be no truce."

"Unless the soup is drained, there will be no truce."
To be continued...