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Chapter 1977

Chapter 1977

"But I'm really bored right now, and I want to play with you."

"In this way, if you want to play, play big. I swear by the law of heaven that I will not use life-saving talismans. Eight of you will join forces to attack me. If you can remain undefeated within thirty moves, I will destroy one of my trump cards to help you successfully complete your journey up the mountain.

How is your mission?"

The eight people looked at each other, seemingly interested in moving.

But as soon as they thought about the mysterious woman blocking their escape within the killing array, their newly ignited hope was extinguished in an instant.

It's obvious that you're trying to fool people, isn't it?

Is there anything fun with this?

I made a three, and you just bombed it and asked me if I wanted it.

Can I afford it?

In a mixture of grief and anger, the round-faced man with the highest level of cultivation among the eight took a deep breath and lowered his head as if resigned to his fate.

He clenched his fists tightly, his joints cracking.

The color of his face changed from green to red, then completely pale, without any blood.

"Huhuhu."

He was breathing heavily, not knowing why he was hesitating.

After a long time, he raised his head miserably, and his lost eyes fell on Dao Huo'er and said, "I don't want to die."

"After thousands of years of cultivation, I have finally reached the level of the late ninth-grade True Immortal today, and I am qualified to stand on the stage and worship a general."

"I don't seek the path of a saint, but I seek to be an emperor in the future."

"I......"

He talked intermittently, without beginning or ending.

Not to mention that Dao Huo'er couldn't understand, even the seven people who came together were confused when they heard it, with question marks on their foreheads.

"I......"

With his legs bent, the round-faced man suddenly knelt down, his whole body trembling and said: "I am willing to join the devil world and seek a way out for myself."

"No, whether it's the demon world or the demon world, as long as it allows me to live, I'm willing to do anything."

"I promised my mother before she died that one day, as an abandoned member of my family, I would bring her bones back from the wilderness in a glorious way."

"I want to give her a grand burial, and I want the clansmen who kicked me out of the family to kneel down to welcome me."

"I am Qi Wankong..."

Gritting his teeth, he looked ferocious and roared hysterically: "I would rather become a monster than die without regrets."

“Ding-deng-deng.”

The seven people around him were so shocked that they couldn't speak, and they fell back again and again, dumbfounded.

Especially the good-looking female monk couldn't help but screamed: "Senior Brother Qi, you..."

"How can you associate with monsters? How can you willingly become a monster?"

"Once you become a demon heretic, you will never have the chance to return to the fairy world."

The round-faced man with the same name as Wan Kong laughed crazily, shook his head and said: "Junior Sister Yan, you and I are not the Jiang Lin'an of six thousand years ago. We can't survive the death of our souls and still have our soul reincarnate in the small world of China."

"You want to die, but you are not afraid of death. That's your ability. I admire you."

"but I......"

Grinning, he pointed to the center of his eyebrows, took the initiative to force out the soul essence and blood and gave it to Dao Huo'er, saying: "I want to live."

The female monk's eyes were filled with tears and her eyes were filled with sadness.

She knew she couldn't persuade Qi Wankong, who was living an ignoble life, so she simply turned around in confusion, feeling even more desolate in her heart.

"you......"

Dao Huo'er hooked his hand, took the bright red ray of soul essence that could manipulate and control people's lives and said: "Yes, you have good vision."

"Well, since you sincerely entered my demon world, you might as well show more sincerity to make me happy."

"Well, this little devil needs to see your firm attitude of loyalty."

Qi Wankong said nothing and stood up with a sinister smile.

The next moment, Junior Sister Yan, who was closest to him and unprepared, was pierced through the body by a blow.

Blood sprayed out, and the soul was torn apart even before it had time to escape from the body.

"Qi Wankong..."

The remaining six people were so frightened that they fled desperately.


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