After Luo An'an's figure disappeared, Wu Yilin slowly raised her head.

"It would be nice if you could save those sacrifices. She muttered.

Luo Anan jumped out of the lake and looked up at the sky helplessly. The reason why she hasn't killed those wanton demon cultivators until now is naturally due to her own considerations. An Baobao is thinking of a plan to get the best of both worlds: how to kill those people quietly without alarming their base camp.

It's okay to say that the demon cultivators below the Jindan stage are dead, after all, if they die, they will die. But those primordial babies seem to have divine sense protection on their bodies. If something happens to them, the master of the divine consciousness will know immediately. If those demon cultivators died, the divine consciousness would also transmit the murderer's breath back.

In this case, Luo Anan naturally would not make a rash move. Although her own people are not afraid of being exposed, she is afraid that she will shoot too neatly, and in the end, she will scare those demon cultivators so much that she will never dare to make any moves again. How boring is that!

If the demonic cultivators are weak, those righteous paths will easily indulge themselves and then enter the demons. Cycle after cycle. This is probably the way to balance good and evil.

In the middle of the moon, those demon cultivators were already drunk, lying on the table and biting their tongues to speak.

"When?" the first few Yuan Infant Demon Cultivators were still awake. But the fluttering look revealed that they were not far from drunkenness.

"Back to my lord, in another hour you can open the Blood Altar. Xu Shunqiang's face was red when he drank, and he said with a big tongue holding the wine jug.

The leading Yuanying Demon Cultivator rubbed his head and asked with a headache: "What about Wu Yiling, why haven't you seen her all the time?"

"My lord, aren't I coming back now?" As soon as the words fell, Wu Yiling pushed the door in with a smile.

Everyone smelled the faint smell of blood on her body, and they already knew it in their hearts. It must be this cruel woman who is torturing her twin sister again.

"You're interesting," the most powerful Yuanying Demon Cultivator poured himself a glass of wine, "Little doll, if you cultivate demons, you will have a future." Are you really not considering joining our demon cultivator?"

Wu Yiling was reluctant but didn't dare to refuse, but just delayed: "My lord, let me think about it again." After all, it's not easy for me to cultivate in this body, and it's a pity to waste it. ”

"Hmph, I don't know!" Yuan Ying Demon Cultivator drank all the wine in his hand, and said disdainfully: "If you had cultivated demons when you heard about me, your current cultivation would have already reached the fusion period." How can it be stuck in the middle of foundation building like now, I don't know how many years it has been stuck!"

Wu Yiling looked ugly and did not speak. Naturally, she also knew the benefits of cultivating demons. But now in this world, it is too difficult for the Dao Demon Cultivator to find a good way out. Once you get caught in the magic word, you won't end well. In this case, how dare she cultivate demons!

"Alright, cringe, cringe, it's annoying to see this seat. The Yuanying Demon Cultivator headed by him staggered up and waved his big hand: "Sober up this seat and go to the back mountain blood sacrifice!"

Those demon cultivators had reluctance in their eyes, but they still used their spiritual power to dissolve their alcohol. Suddenly, all of them looked clear. The robbers in the stockade did not move, and continued to numb themselves with alcohol.

They should neither have gone nor wanted to go to the blood sacrifice.

"Master, when will you do it?" the beasts rubbed their hands one by one expectantly, looking at those demon cultivators with fierce eyes...... of storage rings.

"The time has not yet come. "Something pretended to be a deep opening.