"The Wancheng Kingdom is dead... dead?" The Black Taro Demon King was shocked. Those were three Mahayana realms, and they were... actually dead.
An Qingli nodded slightly and confirmed: "Dead."
The Big Demon King of Black Yam had a long mouth, and then he laughed wildly: "He is really dead! Really dead! Then I am truly invincible in the world!"
An Qingli glanced at it, then a piece of sacred wood came out of the storage bag and hit it directly on the head. He said coldly: "Xiao Hei, you are still separated from being invincible in the world by me, and there are many talismans and magic weapons. Don't laugh too much."
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The Black Taro Demon King held his head in pain and tried his best to suppress his smile. He looked at the proud human race in front of him and said: "Little... Master, may I ask you where you came from and what other abilities you have?"
An Qingli said seriously: "The Tianyun Sect's elixir peak in Fengcheng in the Bianlan Realm is the ninth-grade alchemy master, An Qingli."
"Nine... Ninth Grade..." The Black Yam Demon King was shocked again, and then he couldn't help laughing out loud, "Haha, I found a treasure, God has treated me well, so I can forget it this time
We’ve entered a treasure pit!”
An Qingli glanced at it, poured cold water on it and said, "If you do well, you will get the elixir. If you don't do well, you will just grind. Don't be too happy too soon."
The Black Yam Demon King stood up straight, clenched his fists, and said with blazing fighting spirit: "Master, don't worry, I will work hard for the ninth-grade elixir!"
An Qingli nodded with great satisfaction and started to get down to the topic: "Xiao Hei, let me ask you, is this treasure in the tomb familiar?"
"Hey, Master." The Black Yam Demon King straightened up and said with a proud face, "How can this treasure in the tomb compare to me, who is invincible in the world? Master, you picked me from the very beginning, you are so lucky.
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An Qingli said: "It's both luck and strength. If you don't have enough strength, it will be just like the sacred tree. You will swallow it in one bite."
"That's true, that's true." The Black Yam Demon King said arrogantly, "As the master of my Black Yam Demon King, of course the master is invincible in the world."
An Qingli couldn't deny it. In terms of assassination ability, she was probably ranked first. However, An Qingli quickly got back to the point and said: "Gong Wei, stop talking. Get me all the treasures in this tomb."
, as your initiation gift."
The Big Demon King of Black Yam vowed: "No problem, wrap it up on Black Yam."
"Black taro?" An Qingli murmured, which was indeed better than "Xiao Hei", "In that case, black taro, close your eyes and I will let you out."
The Black Yam Demon King was confused: "Why do you close your eyes?"
An Qingli said: "You don't know about the talisman formation?"
"What talisman array?" The Black Taro Demon King recalled a moment ago and only remembered those decorative runes and large and small circular pits.
An Qingli held his forehead and sighed: "Just like this, you still dare to have the dream of being invincible... Keep a low profile from now on, so as not to embarrass me."
The Black Potato Demon King suddenly realized it and shouted: "It turns out to be those talisman formations! Let me tell you, how could I, the great Demon King, be trapped by such a bad space magic weapon?"
An Qingli knew that Black Corpse Konjac was looking down on the Moon Banquet Picture, but he didn't say it explicitly, nor did he reveal the Mustard Seed Space.
To say that the black taro smells too bad, it is enough to contaminate the Moon Feast Picture, but don't release it to harm other living beings in the Mustard Seed Space.
With a thought in his mind, An Qingli sent the Black Corpse Konjac out of the Mustard Seed Space.
The Black Corpse Konjac re-entered the tomb chamber, his figure swayed slightly, and boundless darkness spread again.
In the boundless darkness, An Qingli opened his eyes, but Black Corpse Konjac closed his eyes.
"Master, look at my performance!"
The Black Corpse Konjac opened its mouth, flicked out a long tongue, raised its whip, and struck the circular tombs.
There were a few "pop, pop, pop," and then a few more "pop, pop, pop," just like a hammer hitting an egg, without stopping at all.
The Black Corpse Konjac controls the black energy. With a roll of the black energy, everything obtained from the tomb, regardless of whether it is good or bad, is first received into a Qiankun bag.
The Qiankun bag hung in the black air was specially given to it by An Qingli. It has a spacious interior and can hold a lot of things.
"Haha, freedom!"
Another evil spirit was rescued from under the tomb.
But as soon as the laughter subsided, Hei Yao couldn't help but push it into the Qiankun bag.
"Huh?" The evil spirit was shocked, and a head popped out of the Qiankun bag.
"Go in, what's the name?!" Black Taro flicked its long tongue and was still working hard.
The evil spirit was furious and rushed towards the Black Corpse Konjac following the sound.
Black Corpse Konjac didn't pay any attention to it.
Just when the evil spirit came three feet away from the Black Corpse Konjac, an invisible vortex seemed to be blocking the evil spirit.
The evil spirit tried to break away, but couldn't.
Soon, the evil spirit felt that its soul power was dissipating along with the black vortex.
In other words, the black vortex is dissolving its soul and energy.
"Brother, I was wrong!" The evil spirit panicked and begged for mercy. It had been cultivating for thousands of years by using the corpse energy in the tomb.
This matter will last for thousands of years!
The Black Corpse Konjac turned a deaf ear and continued to work hard in an effort to get more rewards from his master.
But An Qingli said: "Evil spirit? Good thing, bring it in."
"Yes." Black Corpse Konjac obeyed the order and entered the Moon Banquet Picture with a full Qiankun Bag and the evil spirit begging for mercy.
An Qingli held the moon feast picture and the Buddhist relics in his hand. He thought about it and took a closer look. He saw that there was a bag full of talismans, talismans, pens and beast blood demon pills, which was very satisfying.
Thousand-year-old evil spirits are trembling in the Moon Banquet Picture. What kind of place is this?
"Good job." An Qingli sent the black taro out of the mustard space again, raised his lips and said, "Do it well."
Hei Yao closed his eyes and nodded heavily, then started hitting the bricks with his tongue again.
An Qingli took another look at the relics in his hand and said, "No matter how small the mosquito is, it's still meat and merit. Now that you've encountered it, I won't let you go out and do evil again."
The thousand-year-old evil spirit looked around in fear in the Moon Banquet Picture. It is not young. It has been here for thousands of years and has swallowed up a lot of resentment in the tomb of the concubine. It should be an invincible existence among the resentful spirits.
But the next moment, An Qingli, whose wrist was covered with golden light, suddenly appeared in front of it, said hello to it, and then recited the Buddhist mantra of transformation.
This evil spirit did a lot of evil during his lifetime. He was a face-in-law of the concubine, and he was a face-in-law who used many tricks to get to the top.
But in the end, because the concubine doted on him and buried him in the grave, all the plans came to nothing.
The Black Corpse Amorphophallus is still busy in the tomb.
With a "pop" sound, another circular tomb was shattered.
What flew out of the tomb this time was a cluster of arrows as fast as lightning.
Once the tomb was destroyed, the talisman array underneath was touched.
Those arrows were transformed by spiritual power, and there were special runes on them. They were so fierce. At such a close distance, and with the blessing of runes, it was difficult to escape even during the tribulation period.
But who is the big devil of black taro? He doesn't panic at all and doesn't even hide.