He ignored the other party for quite a while, until he was frightened to death by this Tower-Ascending Realm perfect Great Demon.
Jiang Yuechu then spoke slowly.
"Forget it... I just woke up, and I just need a place to stay."
"Since you are so diligent in introducing me, I will let you go to Wanchuan."
Hear this.
Demon Emperor Juechen As if he had been granted amnesty, a look of ecstasy instantly appeared on his face.
Survived!
Not only did he survive, but he also introduced True Dragon to his adoptive father!
Such a huge contribution is enough for him to directly receive those rare heavenly materials and earthly treasures, helping him to gather Central Palace!
"Thank you, senior, for the compliment!"
"Juniors will clear the way for seniors!"
Demon Emperor Juechen bowed repeatedly, and the golden and white Primordial Spirit suddenly turned into a Streak of Light, rushing straight towards the ruins below.
He got back into the body that was hit by Jiang Yuechu, with most of its cheeks collapsed and its antlers broken.
His physical body was severely damaged, and he would have been unable to move in a normal Tower-Ascending Realm state.
But he couldn't care about that at the moment. He endured the severe pain and climbed up from the bottom of the pit, breathing heavily.
Upon seeing this, the other three Demon Emperor also followed suit and returned Primordial Spirit to their physical bodies. They were as obedient as a few poultry, waiting quietly aside.
Demon Emperor Juechen held on to his remaining body and turned his gaze, landing on Ma Dewang who was blocked by the trap not far away.
A cruel and fierce light flashed in his vertical pupils for an instant.
He strode to the edge of the formation.
Ma Dewang looked at Demon, whose face was full of blood and looked like a ghost, approaching. He was so frightened that he collapsed on the ground and hugged the stone box in his arms.
"Demon Emperor..."
Demon Emperor Juechen smiled evilly, not talking nonsense at all.
The broad palm reached out and penetrated the edge of the trap.
Although it is Xuanzhen Grotto-Heaven's formation, Wang Ziyu's cultivation level is still shallow after all.
Tower-Ascending Realm The perfect Demon forcibly broke through the formation, instantly tearing a gap in the light curtain.
Demon Emperor Juechen grabbed Ma Dewang by the collar and lifted the old man up.
The other hand grabbed the stone box unceremoniously.
"Get out!"
Just throw it away.
Ma Dewang was hit hard against the broken courtyard wall, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he fainted completely.
Demon Emperor Juechen holds the stone box in both hands.
He trotted all the way to the feet of Jiang Yuechu in mid-air.
Kneel down on one knee and lift the stone box high.
"Senior."
"The name of this object is Water-Fire Cold Smoke Coal, and it is the top-quality Heart Material that Ma Clan has collected for many years."
"Originally, the junior wanted to take it for refining. Now that the senior is here, this precious treasure should be filial to the senior. It should be treated as a courtesy to the junior."
Jiang Yuechu lowered his eyes and looked at the square stone box.
It is undoubtedly Water-Fire Cold Smoke Coal.
It's really easy.
She didn't show much emotion.
With a casual move, the stone box fell steadily into his sleeve.
"You are interested."
His tone was still cold.
Demon Emperor Juechen felt flattered, and the flattery on his face became more intense.
He turned around and yelled at the top of his lungs.
"Blinded your dog eyes!"
"Why don't you quickly bring my emperor's chariot over and invite seniors to take a seat?"
Outside the hospital.
Several deer demon guards who had escaped Thunder's disaster carefully led the White Bone Chariot pulled by the eight-headed beast into the ruins.
Demon Emperor Juechen stepped forward in person, lifted the car curtain, and stood aside respectfully.
Jiang Yuechu was not polite and walked slowly down the void.
When passing by Wang Ziyu and Hu Cuihua, I said something casually.
"I'm so confused about what I'm doing, keep up."
"..."
One person and one monster both looked confused.
The expression on Wang Ziyu's little face is even more wonderful.
Of course he knows that Jiang Yuechu can transform into True Dragon.
But what he couldn't understand was.
How come you, Great Tang Grand Princess, got into Demon's circle so naturally.
What's this?
Undercover Demon Race?
Or do you plan to directly ascend the throne and proclaim yourself emperor here You Mountain Range?
Hu Cuihua on the side had tiger hairs all over his body, and his huge tiger eyes were full of fanaticism.
True Dragon...
That is the legendary True Dragon.
I originally thought that I was just hugging the thigh of a human who could beat me, thinking that I would be able to make a stable living in the future.
Who would have thought that this thigh is actually the ancestor of Demon Race.
I saw that one person and one demon were still making no move.
Demon Emperor Juechen, who was waiting next to White Bone Chariot, saw this.
There was a bit of strange color flashing through his eyes.
He looked at the man and the monster calmly.
Previously, all my thoughts were on Jiang Yuechu, the mighty True Dragon, but I completely ignored these two followers.
Now take a closer look.
Demon Emperor Juechen couldn't help but murmur.
That kid-looking guy's energy level is at the early stage of the Tower-Ascending Realm.
As for the shrunken colorful tiger next to it.
Even more pitifully weak.
A mere Lamp-Lighting Realm lowly little demon.
A majestic and powerful person with the blood of True Dragon.
I only need to bring these two things with me when traveling.
It's a bit too shabby.
But...
Suddenly, I thought of what Jiang Yuechu himself said just now, "I don't know how long I will sleep".
My heart suddenly became enlightened.
The senior has just woken up from a long slumber, and there are no slaves around him to help him.
That's why I casually picked up two trash like this, an old one and a young one, on the roadside to make up for it.
True Dragon Almighty is so proud.
Naturally, I don't bother to deal with those trivial matters personally.
Even if you are a waste, it is good to be able to run errands.
I figured out this layer of joints.
Although he despised these two useless lackeys from the bottom of his heart, Demon Emperor Juechen didn't show any of it on his face.
"Senior is already seated. You two adults, please get in the car quickly. Don't keep senior waiting."
Hu Cuihua was shaken by the adult's shout.
It has a majestic Lamp-Lighting Realm little demon.
When have I ever received such extraordinary Demon Emperor courtesy?
Hu Cuihua felt like my feet were floating, as if I were stepping on clouds.
It swallowed and subconsciously clamped its tail.
Taking a somewhat stiff tiger step, he cautiously moved towards White Bone Chariot.
I'm afraid that if I make a wrong step, I'll make this Demon Emperor fall out.
Wang Ziyu looked at Demon Emperor Juechen coldly.
Although he was shocked by the identity of Jiang Yuechu.
But Xuanzhen Grotto-Heaven's confidence is still there.
Naturally, he will not be as timid as Hu Cuihua.
The child snorted coldly and folded his hands into the wide sleeves of his robe.
Take a step forward and go straight over Demon Emperor Juechen.
Stepping steadily on the shaft made of the backbone of a strange animal, he boarded the White Bone Chariot.
Wait until everyone and the demon get on the chariot.
Demon Emperor Juechen then straightened up.
Let out a long breath.
Naturally, he did not dare to ride with Jiang Yuechu, so he directly turned over and rode on the back of a strange beast, playing the role of coachman.
The remaining three Demon Emperor are on both sides of the train, accompanying them like escorts.
"Senior, do these people need to be cleaned up by the juniors?"
Demon Emperor Juechen sat on the back of the beast, pointed at the trembling human monks in the courtyard, and respectfully asked for instructions.
Inside the chariot.
The girl's cold and plain voice came.
"I have no interest in wasting time on these insects and ants."
"As you command!"
Demon Emperor Juechen shouted loudly.
The eight strange beasts all let out a thundering roar, leaped into the air with all four hooves, and pulled White Bone Chariot into the sky.
Several powerful Yao Qi broke through the clouds and galloped towards the deep mountain Great Marsh in the far west.
The night breeze poured in from outside the damaged courtyard wall.
The pungent smell of blood dispersed throughout the courtyard.
Ma Mansion front yard.
The massacre just now happened so fast that most people didn't even have time to see the process clearly.
I only remember the Black Mist in the sky, the golden and white Thunder, and the miserable howls.
Then.
There is no more.
Hundreds of Demon, together with several Tower-Ascending Realm Demon Emperor, were either killed on the spot, or humbly climbed onto the White Bone Chariot.
Now the chariot is gone and Yao Qi has disappeared.
In the huge front yard of the Ma Mansion, only wreckage and minced meat were left on the ground.
And a group of dumbfounded human monks who survived the disaster.
No one spoke.
Even breathing is careful.
It took half a stick of incense.
A middle-aged monk sitting on the ground finally came to his senses.
He looked down at the blood splattered on his robe.
Then he looked at a broken antler not far away and the broken pieces of a wine glass.
The Adam's apple rolled a few times.
"The knot... is over?"
No one answered him.
Because everyone is still immersed in the shock just now.
The figure of True Dragon just now, the looming red light in the billowing Black Mist.
Thinking back on it now, it still makes people's scalp explode.
In the corner.
The middle-aged monk wearing a green robe and the old man with a goatee were sitting opposite each other with their backs against a broken wall.
Both of their faces were pale.
The old man still held half of the chopsticks in his hand.
Apparently he didn't react while he was still eating.
"Did you just see it?"
The old man nodded slowly.
The eyes are empty.
"I saw it."
"That's...True Dragon?"
The old man didn't answer immediately.
He slowly dropped the broken chopsticks in his hand to the ground.
"Having lived for more than nine hundred years, I have seen all kinds of Demon King Demon Emperor, and all kinds of monks and noble families."
He smiled bitterly, "But this... is really the first time in this life."
"Where did this great power... come from?"
The middle-aged monk's voice trembled. "You Mountain Range In so many years, when have you ever heard of such an existence?"
The old man shook his head.
No matter what the other person's background is.
The appearance of a True Dragon Demon Emperor...You Mountain Range, I'm afraid something big is going to happen.