"Kill!" The crowd was furious. A large number of Zongliaoshan disciples came down the mountain in a mighty manner and made a surprise attack on Gejiashan overnight, preparing to conquer and end the battle in one fell swoop.
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"Okay, okay, what a Zongliaoshan. It is indeed a great cultivation sect that has stood for thousands of years. I, the Snow Girl,...are convinced." Zongliaoshan's carefully planned blitzkrieg was a great success. The Demon King of Gejiashan had already been pierced by ten thousand swords.
In his heart, his silver hair hung down limply, his mouth was bleeding, and he was surrounded by disciples.
"Excuse me." Duan Xi's face was expressionless, "But I never expected that the legendary Snow Demon of Ice, the solitary and uncontested ice demon, would actually open a mountain gate here to gather demons and cause harm.
The people of this country who were killed by our sword of justice today must have reaped the consequences."
"Haha, harming the people? I'm afraid this is not a crime you made excuses to impose on me." Snow Girl wiped the blood from her mouth with her bloodless pale hands, and smiled bitterly: "But there is nothing I can do. Big fists are the reason.
Since I, the Snow Girl, have come out to hang out, I have never been afraid of death. But you should also remember that murderers will always be killed. Today, if you destroy my monsters in Gejiashan at Zongliao Mountain, sooner or later someone with a bigger fist will come.
I'll destroy your whole family! Hahahaha..." Snow Girl laughed sadly, her eyes gradually became blurred, and she fell to the ground.
The team has seen this kind of death curse too many times and doesn't care: "We won!"
"Oh!!!" Everyone in Zongliao Mountain cheered and began to search for trophies. As the head of the team, naturally there was no time and no need to search, and the disciples were allowed to move freely. There were also people responsible for cleaning the battlefield and rescuing the wounded.
, there is no need for his boss to supervise it personally.
"Master!" The best friend came over and said, "This disciple has discovered an interesting place. You will definitely be interested in it."
"Oh?" Duan Xi followed the bride-to-be, "Here it is!" He never expected that there was an exquisite Buddhist Scripture Pavilion on this demon mountain. After browsing around, Duan Xi found that there were not many hidden scrolls, and they were all related to demon cultivators.
, it seems of no use to the human training sect in Zongliaoshan. "Wait a minute, this is..."Qian Jiao", the author...Gua Xia?! The peerless demon emperor 600 years ago?! No way, such a small sect
It’s unbelievable that there are actually the skills of Gua Xia Demon Emperor, and they don’t look like pirated copies or incomplete copies!”
"But I remember that Gua Xia is the Demon King of the Snake Clan. His skills are very useful to us humans..."
"You don't understand this. You have to know that although we often say that humans and demons have different paths, Gua Xia is a super strong man in the realm of Zhuo Healing. At that level, many principles are the same. Even if it is a method of cultivating demons, for
It's also very valuable for us to learn from. Ah, could this be Gua Xia's experience notes? And this! Oh my god, this is the real treasure!" The team hasn't been so excited for a long time, this little Tibetan scripture.
There are many famous and precious documents and jade slips gathered in the pavilion, which is dizzying to see. "Brother-in-law, you have done a good job. In addition to these, you can also choose a few more to take back."
"Huh? Shouldn't they all be moved?" "We can't move that many, and those low-level demon cultivator documents are of no use to us humans, so just burn them."
The battle of Zongliao Mountain wiped out the monsters of Gejiashan Mountain, which instantly made him famous. Many people came here to worship Zongliao Mountain, and many new faces were added to the sect. But for the leader of the team, these things
Since the best man and his disciples were in charge, he only occasionally asked about it.
More than 4 months passed, and the time came to October 4th. Chuo Chuo had grown to 4 inches long and 1 centimeter thick. When practicing in seclusion, he was most afraid of being disturbed by others, but the quiet and well-behaved Chuo Chuo got the blessing of being in the team.
The privilege that continues to wrap around his wrist. Sometimes he will study alone, or discuss Gua Xia's exercises, notes, etc. with his best friend, and Chuo Chuo will also listen. Except for the summer when he is busy recruiting a new batch of disciples.
, most of the other days are spent in peace. Sometimes the team member has something important to do and cannot take him with him, so he will leave it to his best friend to take care of him. The best friend is more active than the team member and will spend a lot of time talking and playing with him.
"My dear, today is the day for us to discuss and exchange ideas with Taoist fellow Liu Bin. I want to watch the juniors compete with Master Liu Bin on the main stage, and I will leave it to you." "But master, dear.
Do you want to participate in the competition?" "Then just deal with it casually, and if it doesn't work, just admit defeat. What we at Zongliaoshan are good at is team fighting, and this kind of solo fighting is just a ceremonial competition that accommodates the traditions of the Friends.
That's all. Of course, don't lose too badly. The sect's reputation still needs to be maintained." "Master, don't worry, my son is your chief disciple, very strong!" "I believe my son is very powerful, but I still protect myself.
The safety of Chuo'er and Chuo'er should come first." "Yeah. By the way, Master, what a surprise, I taught Chuo'er how to write!" "Writing?" "Yes!"
The bride-to-be brought a jar of ink with a smile, and saw Chuo Chuo put his tail in and dipped a little ink in a familiar manner, and wrote the four words "Master is the most handsome" on the paper. This made the team look at him with admiration:
"You're so awesome, Chuo'er, can you write your own name?" Chuo Chuo wrote the word "Chuan Chuo" again. "Okay, okay, Chuo'er is very smart, and my own son is also a good guide! Ah, it's not early.
Alright, let’s go.”
So Chuo Chuo was wrapped around the wrist of the best friend, Hao, and watched the exchange meeting. The leader of the Liu Bin clan was a bald man wearing armor. He used black pearls and skulls to form a necklace on his chest, and he held a wooden staff with a skull in his hand. He looked mighty.
Domineering. The disciples of the two factions on the arena were fighting tit-for-tat, each winning or losing. The best friend had already put on a black combat uniform, with a pair of charming amethyst crescent blades hanging around his waist, and a pair of wings-like butts on his back.
It was obviously not a Noble Phantasm like wings, and it was exuding dangerous fluctuations. Chuo Chuo was still hiding in my best friend’s sleeve. “Chuo’er, be good,” my best friend whispered to Chuo Chuo, “When my sister gets into a fight with someone, just be patient.
Just stay still, sister will protect you, do you understand?"
Not long after, the host announced the battle: "The next one is the bridesmaid at Zongliao Mountain, yes, the statue of Liu Binmen!"
Both sides seemed to be influential figures in their respective sects, and the cheers and cheers were endless. The two walked to the ring, and the host introduced: "These two beauties are both direct disciples of the heads of their respective sects. Beauty and strength are the most important thing for them."
Good adjectives. Let us wait and see who can be better!"
The best friend stood on the ring. Opposite her was a short loli with purple hair and green eyes. She was dressed as a witch. Her cane and pointed hat were taller than her body. A slender purple-winged butterfly was flying around. The host looked at the two sides to stand still.