Chapter 1263: Let her never hold a sword again in her life!

The defeat of the pigeon was both unexpected and reasonable.

No one can achieve eternal victory.

Even if it really exists, that person is not a dove.

Even a great existence like the Demon Venerable, isn't it also injured?

Although this point makes Wu Wusu and Pan Gu unbelievable, but as the leader of the high-level demon clan, they are the right-hand men closest to the Demon Venerable, it is impossible not to feel it, and the Demon Venerable will not deliberately hide it from them, he is not the kind of boss who does not have absolute control over the forces under him if he is injured and will worry that the people below will have bad intentions when they know about it.

The Coiled Doves only had some regrets, and the current position they were in could not fully exert their strength, as one of the most relied on subordinates of the Demon Venerable, the Crow was definitely not only capable of this.

But this is the seven-colored grassland, not the abyss, and the demons have just set foot here, and they haven't managed their own domain at all.

Lacking a steady supply of demonic energy, it is like a monk coming to the spiritual energy insulation zone, and for the time being, he can only rely on his own energy to fight, but this one cannot enter or exit, and it cannot be replenished under gradual consumption, which is an extremely headache for all living beings.

Therefore, although the pigeon was defeated, he was not discouraged.

After that they will still have the next battle.

This will definitely not be the last.

Wu Su's figure flashed, Su Hongyi was on guard, but he didn't expect that people were not going at him at all, and when he passed by, he grabbed the shoulder of the crow who was still vomiting blood, and the pigeon didn't resist at all, so he quickly followed him out of the battlefield.

Su Hongyi was stunned, and then almost laughed angrily.

He shouted almost angrily: "What the hell are these, how come the high-level demons are like this? Either the ones before who seem to have low combat effectiveness but have a very big tone and hit the street every minute, or they are yin and yang weird and difficult to distinguish between male and female, or this kind of person who has no samurai spirit and runs away so fast that he can't wait to spread his two legs."

Ning Qingqiu had just recovered his state of mind when he heard Su Hongyi's complaints, and almost didn't laugh out loud.

A hint of a smile was revealed, and as soon as Lianbu moved, it flashed in front of him in an instant.

"Knowing how to maintain the living force, if you can't do anything, you can retreat in time, this is a wise choice, that is, it is not good-looking, but for the demons, what face is it necessary to keep in front of the enemy? ”

The first wave of the demons' attacks, in the depths of the night, finally stopped.

Mingjin withdraws his troops.

Dudu was stained with blood all over his body, because he was not involved in the second half of the war, but commanded in the rear, but Dudu still did not relax for a moment, and always supported the overall situation, so he had no time to take care of himself at all, and fell into Ning Qingqiu's eyes, and his whole body was covered with several layers of blood.

She unleashed a cleansing spell, and the water washed over its body several times, and as soon as the fire was roasted, it dried up in a moment.

He thanked him with a pout, looking a little uncomfortable.

The blue jellyfish's expression was even more exciting, she never thought that Ning Qingqiu would do such an act with ease, she was aggrieved by the innocent fire

And seeing that she is so familiar makes perfect, I don't know how many times she has done this before, and she looks very experienced.

Terran monks, why is the painting style so weird?

"Finally survived the first wave of the offensive, and I don't know if the demons will sneak attack at night, this is a good time for them, we must not be deceived by illusion and inertial thinking. ”

The blue jellyfish decided to skip the topic and went straight to the idea of arranging patrols for the evening.

Ning Qingqiu held the Heart Refining Sword and exhaled, "I'll come on patrol at night." Send a few more teams to alternate patrols to make sure that nothing slips through the cracks. ”

Mingyuan frowned: "You have been fighting for a day today, and you are fighting against the demon masters one after another, so let's take a good rest and recuperate, and leave the patrol to me and Su Hongyi." ”

Su Hongyi shrugged, looking at the eyes of others with an indifferent look, patrolling just patrolling, anyway, he was energetic.

Ning Qingqiu smiled lightly: "Then let's go together, in this situation, there is no way to cultivate, let alone rest, let's patrol, if you encounter a sneak attack by the night demon clan, I may be able to kill a few more." ”

The demons have lost several high-end combat power, and they must have been burning their eyebrows in a hurry at this time, right?

After all, if the Demon Venerable wants to drag the demon army here, he must have paid a considerable price, and now he has not done a quick knife to cut through the chaos and quickly eliminate the seven-colored race, but he is pinned down in this place, and at this time he must be vomiting blood, right?

The Demon Venerable was not so angry that he vomited blood.

It's just that his face is so gloomy that it's even more terrifying than the sky.

He stood with his hands in his hands, his gaze silent.

Behind them, Wusu and Pangu knelt on the ground, their hands against their foreheads, and they were deep in the ground, and they had been maintaining this appearance for a while.

The back is soaked in cold sweat.

They are not afraid of death, but they are afraid of the disappointment of the Demon Venerable, this terrifying creature born at the bottom of the abyss, represents absolute authority and nightmares, they are weak and immature in front of him, and they are not as weak and immature as the reptiles on the ground.

This is the absolute embodiment of the dignity and humility of the demon clan, in addition to the absolute gap in strength, there is also the shackles of blood.

"Get up. ”

After a long time, the Demon Venerable slowly exhaled a breath.

"Those monks of the human race are indeed difficult to deal with, but I can't blame you, it's just that little girl who uses a sword, I will one day unscrew her wrist!

Cold flames burned in his eyes.

Wusu and Pangu were dumbfounded, and their eyes were surprised.

Could it be that they still misunderstood the meaning of the Demon Venerable before?

This lord asked them to capture the Terran nun alive, it turned out that it was not because they fell in love with others, but because they had other plans in their hearts?

They almost died of the Demon Venerable's great event!

But in the end, I still didn't catch anyone.

"Lord Demon Venerable, I hope you will give us the opportunity to atone for our crimes, next time, I and the Usu Union will definitely arrest that female sword cultivator, otherwise, come and see you!"

The dove vibrated and swore from the bottom of his heart.

The muscles of Wu Su's cheeks twitched, and he was a little embarrassed that he was being issued a military order by the representative like this, but he didn't dare to retort in front of the Demon Venerable.