The first thousand two hundred chapters make trouble in the magic capital
"You are indeed here!"
In the corridor, a man stood at the other end. He was wearing a golden crown, wearing a purple and gold robe, with a thick golden chain hanging on his chest, a small golden abacus hanging on his waist, and ten fingers on his hands.
Wearing a total of eleven rings, she looks like she is jeweled and wealthy.
In addition, he was fat and had a big belly. When he stood in the corridor, it seemed that the corridor was much narrower. He had a naive smile on his face, and he looked more like a mortal rich man than a simple-minded monk.
However, this man is indeed a monk, and a late-stage integration Dzogchen monk!
The two of them looked at each other across a corridor, and the other person repeated: "As expected, you're still here."
Liu Qinghuan stood at the door of the small hall, raised her eyebrows and said, "You know I'm coming?"
"I don't know you are coming, but I know someone will definitely come." The man said with a smile on his face: "Since you dare to break into the Blood Demon Palace to rob people, what does it mean to come to my little Feihong Palace again? You Taoist cultivators
Isn’t that just like that, everyone likes to meddle in other people’s business.”
"What about you demon cultivators, colluding with the demon clan?" Liu Qinghuan snorted coldly and said: "Even if Qingming Jiuyou belongs to two parties and each has its own position, it is still a contradiction within the human cultivator, and the demon clan is not our clan.
Human, are you seeking skin from a tiger?"
"Hehehe~" The fat monk touched his big belly disapprovingly: "Why do fellow Taoists have to be so aggressive? What does it matter whether it is a human or a demon!"
His small eyes, which were almost squeezed out by the fat, gleamed. He raised his hand and shook the Najie in his hand, saying: "Fellow Taoist, I also saw it. I am just a businessman. There is no position in the eyes of businessmen."
, just to see who can bring me benefits."
"Businessman!" This answer was indeed somewhat beyond Liu Qinghuan's expectation: "You mean, by capturing the cultivator into the boundless sea of demons and throwing him into the Ancient Demon Cemetery, is it because you, the Nine Netherworld people, are doing business with the demons?"
The fat monk chuckled twice and said: "Fellow Taoist, you misunderstood. Those monks were just passing by. Who told them not to have eyes and bumped into my hands? The real business is that we need the abundant products in the Demon Sea.
People also want to live a better life, it’s just mutual benefit.”
He sighed: "Fellow Taoist, you haven't seen that those demons are also very pitiful. They wallow in the mud all day long and their lives are worse than those of savages."
"There are also improved demon-infused wells and powerful magic weapons." Liu Qinghuan sneered: "Make them stronger so that they can compete with the human world of immortality!"
"Tsk, tsk, tsk!" The fat monk pretended to shake his head: "It seems that the prejudice of fellow Taoists is very serious! Well, since we met in a foreign land, we are also destined, why not sit down, prepare fine wine and food, and recruit a few more
How about having a nice chat with the enchanting witch?"
He turned sideways and let out the door behind him, making an inviting gesture.
Liu Qinghuan moved her feet, but instead of moving forward, she took a step back and completely retreated behind the door.
He looked down the corridor covered with gorgeous carpets with a half-smile and said, "I'm sorry, I have nothing to talk to you. I know pretty much what I need to know. What's more, I'm afraid I'll die if I delay any longer.
Let’s talk again and say goodbye!”
He left as soon as he said it, turned around and came to the window.
The fat monk's smile finally disappeared, and his face darkened: "Do you think you can still leave?"
Then the originally open window closed with a "bang", and layers of dense patterns emerged, completely sealing the space!
"If you don't drink a toast or drink a fine wine, how can you come and leave whenever you want in our Feihong Hall? Just in time, you rescued those low-level monks and made it impossible for me to deal with the Demon Ancestor, so I will enter with you as your leader.
The quota in the cemetery, hahahaha...what!"
The dazzling five-color light suddenly burst out, and the fat monk was suddenly dizzy, and his whole body felt unsteady - it was not just dizziness, the whole room was really shaking violently.
Outside the palace, the tightly arrayed guards heard a loud bang above their heads. The roof of the upper floor of the palace was blown away, the windows broke through the walls, and clear and colorful light penetrated and shot out in all directions!
"Enemy attack, enemy attack! Ah!"
Tons of wood and rocks poured down, and what was even more frightening was the wave of spiritual power that swept over it, as if a mountain had collapsed, making people feel as if even their souls would be crushed.
Liu Qinghuan landed outside the palace, and without stopping, rushed towards the outside of the Blood Demon Palace.
The furious roar of the fat monk came from behind, and a huge abacus fell from the sky. The beads flew in all directions, jingling and clanging like a torrential rain!
At the same time, groups of monsters poured out from all directions.
Liu Qinghuan jumped into the air, and Ding Haizhu came out again. The string of beads was like a millstone. Wherever it passed, people blocked it and killed people, and monsters blocked it and killed monsters!
Screams spread everywhere, and before many monsters had time to figure out what was going on, they fell apart and exploded into a cloud of blood mist.
When the fat monk saw his magic weapon falling apart under the crushing force of Dinghai Pearl, he couldn't help being frightened and angry, but his eyes showed deep fear.
As he said himself, his passion is business. Although his cultivation level is high, his combat power is mediocre. Now that he sees Liu Qinghuan's attack like thunder, he really can't keep people, and he doesn't dare to pursue him anymore. He can only
Watching him leave.
"Run? Huh, you can run but the monk can't run away from the temple. Let's see how proud you are! Don't even think about where this place is, the Broken Demon City! Even if you run out, you will die sooner or later without a burial place!"
Liu Qinghuan turned the Blood Demon Palace upside down. When he arrived outside the palace in a blink of an eye, his face was as dark as water, knowing that this time the trouble was big.
Not to mention how many monsters there are in the Demon City, just one of the Demon Ancestors sitting in the Demon City is enough for him to drink a pot. Now he has to leave as soon as possible to save his life.
He swept around and saw that the streets below him were in chaos. Countless monsters had gathered outside the Blood Demon Palace, forming a large black mass. When they saw him flying out, they all screamed or roared.
Liu Qinghuan caught a glimpse of a Yinsha Demon with its head peeping out at the corner of the street. As soon as he dropped his figure, he threw himself at that place, which immediately caused another exclamation and the monsters ran away with their heads in their hands.
"Owner!"
Liu Qinghuan didn't have time to say anything to Fu Bao, so she threw him into the spirit beast bag and was about to fly away when she suddenly turned around!
He saw a tall tower not far behind him. The whole body of the tower lit up. The next moment, a beam of light as thick as thunder shot out from the top of the tower, in the direction of where he was!
Liu Qinghuan's eyes suddenly sharpened, and there were two puffs on his back. A pair of huge bone wings stretched out. With a tap of the bone wings, his people immediately disappeared from the place.
I took pity on those monsters. The beam of light fell, and the dazzling light spread out in all directions. With a loud noise like the earth was shattering, a big hole appeared in the street in an instant, and half of the monsters in the street disappeared.
They did not die in the hands of the enemy, but died in the hands of their own people first.
At this time, Liu Qinghuan was hiding in the void, ignoring the tragic situation behind him, and quickly fled outside the Demon City.
Early morning is originally the quietest time in the Broken Magic City. Most of the monsters go to bed after sunset. After partying all night long, they should lie down and take a nap. However, in the early morning of this day, there are still people in the Magic City.
It was so noisy that all the monsters came out to watch the fun.
Liu Qinghuan passed through the busy streets, and when he was about to reach the edge of the magical city, he suddenly felt a chill running down his spine, and a strong sense of crisis hit his heart.
Like a prey being stared at by a hunter, a gaze penetrated the hidden void and was firmly locked on him!