Chapter 520 The National Teacher died so suffocated
Plop!
After Cihang Pudu struggled for a moment, the entire demon body fell to the ground. The two-meter-wide body collapsed suddenly, and then began to shrink at a speed visible to the naked eye.
When he was a man, he could stretch and bend. Unexpectedly, after transforming into his true form, he could also stretch and bend when he existed as a demon.
All the flesh and blood essence of his body was sucked clean by Jiang Chi's evil sword, and in the end even the bone marrow was not saved.
Except for some useless big bones, there was nothing left of Cihang Pudu.
It can be said to be extremely miserable.
this……
Yan Chixia, who was killing Cihang Pudu's men not far away, suddenly saw this domineering centipede spirit with Buddhist methods falling straight to the ground.
"He died in such a depressing way." Yan Chixia couldn't help but twitching at the corner of her mouth, "After all, he was a great demon who condensed the demon world and inherited the Buddhist heritage, but he was defeated so quickly."
There are actually some dishes.
He can go up to him, and he can definitely destroy the opponent and turn him into ashes.
"Senior Jiang's methods are terrifying." This is definitely a boss, and you must hug his thigh tightly to live comfortably.
If the senior eats meat, he drinks soup, so that's okay.
No matter how bad it is, it's okay to pick up the bones. Anyway, Senior Guojiang, the national master, doesn't like it, so he can use it just right.
Even if it is used to refine weapons, it is still good.
Looking at Yan Chixia's admiring eyes, Jiang Que couldn't help but reveal a trace of pride on his lips, and said, "Xiao Yan, the bones of this centipede spirit are useless to me, so you can take them away later."
How could he, Mr. Jiang, want something that even Evil Sword looked down upon?
Even bones that have been nurtured for thousands of years are just bones.
Yan Chixia was overjoyed when she heard this, and immediately said: "Thank you, Senior Jiang, you really take good care of this junior."
Jiang Qian's old face turned red, and he couldn't help waving his hands and said: "It's funny, these are nothing. From now on, if you follow me to slay demons and demons, you will get more benefits and endless resources."
Upon hearing Jiang Chi's words, Yan Chixia suddenly smiled in her heart, and her admiration for Uncle Jiang was like the water of the Yellow River flowing endlessly.
Senior Jiang is quite interesting.
If Jiang Qian knew what Yan Chixia was thinking, he would definitely say: It's okay, it's just a trivial matter, as long as you are happy.
In fact, Jiang Que felt a little happy, after all, it was not easy to make Yan Chixia admire him.
On the side, Jiang Chi said again: "Hurry up and kill all the followers of Centipede Spirit. Although these people are still human, they are no longer human."
If you believe in the centipede spirit, you will naturally be wiped out by the centipede spirit, so how can you still live?
They're just the living dead.
As soon as the centipede spirit dies, they will naturally not be able to survive. It would be convenient for Yan Chixia to slay the demons, and perhaps gain some merit.
Although I don't know if there is.
"Yes." Yan Chixia on the side was smiling, but she was very happy, and said to herself: "Senior Jiang is good to me. Following such a big boss is the most correct choice."
There is meat to eat and soup to drink.
While he, Yan Chixia, was meditating, those believers went crazy and started killing him.
"Kill this bearded man and avenge the National Preceptor."
"Master Imperial Master died unjustly!"
"..."
Yan Chixia was a little confused and murmured: "My dear, Cihang Pudu's ability to brainwash the old demon is really amazing. Even after he died, these believers still thanked him."
Sure enough, the ability to become a demon king, enter a human dynasty as a national advisor, and deceive everyone in the country is indeed a bit powerful.
It can still affect you even if you die.
If he, Yan, also had this ability, maybe he wouldn't have to work so hard to slay demons and just deceive people.
"Okay, Xiaoyan, hurry up, I'm still waiting for lunch." Jiang Que shouted impatiently.
There are just a few believers, and they are still complaining.
If anyone dares to be unconvinced, he can directly pass through it with a flying sword, just like passing through a skewer of barbecue.
"Okay." Yan Chixia smiled slightly, "Senior, please let me wait for a moment. They can be completely dealt with in a while."
It's scum indeed.
They are indeed a bunch of rookies, and Yan Chixia can do whatever they want with them.
The magic formula in his hand was pinched, and in the blink of an eye, majestic and terrifying energy was blessed on the flying sword, and it was driven quickly.
Then it turned into streams of light and flew out.
Boom!
The sharp sword light flew out, and it rushed out in one fell swoop, killing the guy in front of him completely. Just as Jiang Chi thought, even a flying sword had to be finished.
Seeing Yan Chixia follow her own ideas, Jiang Que couldn't help but feel a little proud, and thought to himself: "This guy is quite interesting."
It has the style of his time.
But he was much more handsome than Yan Chixia with a big beard.
When I think about it, I can't help but sigh: "The lost youth will never come back."
Yan Chixia was a little curious and asked: "Senior, aren't you very young now?"
He regretted it as soon as he finished speaking. Many seniors in the cultivation world have good looks, and they are most afraid of being said to be old.
Secretly slap your forehead!
How could he forget this?
This topic cannot be discussed, nor is it easy to discuss, especially when faced with these senior experts, who are old monsters who have not known how many years they have lived.
"..." He didn't know how to answer this.
This is not a sub-question, but a proposition.
Especially in front of a senior expert like Jiang Chi, you must be particularly careful.
Of course, Jiang Qian didn't care about Yan Chixia's expression. For immortal cultivators, age is not a problem because they can live longer.
He didn't know whether the national master Cihang Pudu died unjustly. Now the evil sword has been upgraded to a second-level magic weapon and is more powerful.
After a cup of tea.
Yan Chixia withdrew her flying sword without finishing her thoughts and said: "I'm addicted to killing, but I didn't expect these guys to be so brave and unafraid of death. It seems they deserve to be deceived and become lame!"
He thought that if Cihang Pudu's centipede spirit died, the believers who had been deceived by him would give in and even disperse.
But it turned out that he was overthinking it.
Yan's inference cannot be made.
Jiang Que, who was standing not far away with his hands behind his back, was silent and didn't know what he was thinking. Yan Chixia could only smile and said, "Senior, it's over now. Look..."
His eyes fell on the centipede spirit bones on the ground.
The implication is already obvious.
Jiang Que raised his brows and said, "Clean up the battlefield. It's so uncomfortable to look at the bloody ground."
"Yes." Yan Chixia had no choice but to agree, with a bitter look on her face.
Daqing is still a hard worker.
But when he thought about Cihang Pudu's skeleton, he could definitely use some sharp gold mines to refine some magic weapons.
No, it's a weapon.
After all, magic weapons are not that easy to refine.
But weapons are no problem.
If the dead imperial master knew what Yan Dabeard was thinking, I wonder if he would be so angry that he would come back to life.
Not only was he skinned and cramped, but now his skeleton must be spared.
What a bastard.
No, it should be Zhou Bapi.
Jiang Chi came to his senses and said, "Okay, I'll take a rest first."
He was very tired after the fight.
It feels like my bones are falling apart.
More importantly, he wanted to study how to get to the Netherworld of Liaozhai World...