Chapter Eighty-Five: Desperately Flickering
"Huh?"
At this moment, not only the dozen or so big men were stunned, but Mo Huan was also stunned, what is the situation?
He activated the ghost possession just to pretend to be a demon and scare these gatekeepers, and it would be more convenient to talk to the main owner of the house later, and fool him into eating the 'Divine Pill', but he didn't expect it to become like this. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
But he is not stupid, and as soon as his brain turned, he figured out that after this ghost possessed his body, the demonic energy released was too advanced, and this stupid fork regarded himself as a big man on top.
laughed wildly in his heart, but the expression on Mo Huan's face suddenly turned cold, and he suppressed an extremely cold hoarse voice:
"Mean thing, this is your dog? Kill! ”
Since he wants to act, he naturally has to act enough, and before he came, the purple girl had already given him a lot of knowledge about the demon race, including the issue of the demon level.
Among all races, the demon race can be said to be the most hierarchical one, and the difference between one level is the difference between heaven and earth, and the lower-level demons must bow their heads when they see the higher-level demons, and if they look at it more, they will be regarded as disrespectful, and they must not complain if they are killed.
Since the stupid fork on the ground regards him as a high-ranking demon, then he naturally has to put on the style of a high-ranking person!
The remaining dozen or so big men, although they didn't make a move on him, but for the demons, it was already a serious offense, if he didn't say anything, he would show his feet.
"Honoring the Holy Order!"
The kneeling demon clan was covered with cold sweat on his head at this time, and when he heard this, he didn't even dare to raise his head, and with a grip of his five fingers, the dozen or so strong men behind him didn't even let out a scream, and they all exploded into a cloud of blood mist.
"Damn, hang up!"
Mo Huan was shocked, this demon clan is too terrifying, right?
Qingguo is really harmful, and he is not afraid of the low-level demons, I will take it, he can be seconds every minute, and he will not dare to show his feet now.
Snorted coldly and said, "If it weren't for the fact that this monarch saw that you were there, he would have to smoke your demon soul sacrifice weapon!" ”
Ben-kun?
The demon clan lying on the ground, hearing these two words, his body trembled, and he almost fainted, among the demons, who dares to call himself the king, only the demon lord who is high above and the dragon sees the head and the tail dares to use this to call himself!
Demon Lord, that is a more noble existence than the Demon King he wants to save this time, the entire Demon Clan, there are only thirty-six, I didn't expect that he, a small low-level demon general, would have the opportunity to see the Demon Venerable Holy Face, even if he dies, he will have no regrets!
"Huh? Fooled by me again? ”
Seeing that this demon clan lowered his head and face to the ground, Mo Huan couldn't help but wonder if the people of the demon clan were burned out of their brains, how could they be so easy to fool, then they would have to go to the demon world to play if they had time in the future, maybe they could fool a few magic weapons to play.
But he didn't know that if it wasn't for his ghost possession at this time that made this demon mistake him for a demon lord, he would definitely find that this world was actually very beautiful.
"Get up."
Mo Huan flicked his sleeves and went straight to the bamboo house, and the demon dared to stand up, bowed, and followed cautiously.
Entering the bamboo house, Mo Huan finally believed that the demon race is also a race that can enjoy it very well, and the furnishings in the bamboo house are not only complete, but also all of them are high-end goods, and even the chairs they sit on are covered with soft demon beast fur.
At this time, the demon clan brought a jade cup with bright red liquid, held it in front of Mo Huan, bowed his waist, and said with a humble face:
"This is a wine made by the humble virgin of the human race who is under the age of twelve, and I invite the Demon Lord to taste it."
"Heartwork?"
When Mo Huan heard this, his heart was filled with murderous intent, and he shook his hand and smashed the cup of bright red liquid and the jade cup on the face of the demon clan, and said in a cold voice:
"How can such a filthy thing enter the mouth of the deity!"
"Damn it!"
The demon clan was immediately so frightened that he knelt on the ground and kowtowed, but he didn't dare to have the slightest resentment against Mo Huan, and even a little excited, it was also a supreme honor to be taught by the Demon Lord, and he could brag about it when he went back.
"That's it, if you have a heart, the deity is not embarrassed."
Although Mo Huan wanted to kill him with a knife now, he didn't dare to go too far, wiped off the liquid splashed on his hands, and suddenly asked:
"Why are you the only one here?"
"Thank you, Lord Demon, for your forgiveness."
The demon bowed deeply, and then replied:
"The purpose of this trip to rescue Lord Qing has been basically completed, only the last step of blood sacrifice is left, and the seal crack will be expanded, so the humble will let the others evacuate first, and the humble will end with the lowly, so that the danger can be minimized and ensured in case."
"I see!"
Mo Huan was overjoyed when he heard this, this is simply God helping me, only this stupid fork is left, fooling him to death, so wouldn't the task of his trip be successfully completed?
That's going too well, right?
Holding back the excitement in his heart, he flipped his hand, and the 'Divine Pill' that had been made before appeared in his hand.
"Demon, Demon Lord, this, this is ......"
The moment he saw this thing, the demon's eyes immediately straightened, and even his breathing was a little short, because from above, he sensed an incomparably pure high-grade demonic qi, and this feeling reminded him of the Blood Demon Pill that could increase the level of the bloodline.
The Demon Lord took this out, didn't he think about it......
"This trip to rescue Hou Qing, you did a good job, in order to avoid the old ghosts of the human race, the deity did not come to the real body on this trip, this is a mind clone, and there are not too many items on the body, this Dan is called Naao Residual Pill, which is made by the deity himself, which can improve the bloodline level, and now I will reward you."
After finding out the situation here, Mo Huan didn't drag it out anymore, and directly took out the 'Divine Pill'.
The demon clan has a strict hierarchy, and there are two ways to divide it, mainly strength, the stronger the strength, the higher the level, followed by the bloodline, the purer the demonic energy contained in the body, the higher the level, the two seem to be unrelated but are closely linked.
A low-level demon clan, even if it is given a thousand years, may not be able to improve by one level, but a high-level demon with a high-level bloodline may be promoted several levels after taking a nap, and thus, the level of the bloodline can also determine the status of a demon in the demon world.
Therefore, in the Demon Realm, the preciousness of the Divine Pill that can enhance the bloodline is not at all what he, a little demon general, can hope for, so when Mo Huan handed over this Pill, he didn't even care about the humility he deserved, he took it in his hand, took a light breath, and felt extremely comfortable.
"Once this pill is refined, the medicinal effect will continue to be lost, you can take it now, this monarch will protect the Dharma for you!"
Seeing the expression of this demon clan who seemed to want to treasure the 'Divine Pill' for ten thousand years, Mo Huan hurriedly said, he didn't take out this for people to play with.
"This must not be, how can you be humble, how can you let the Demon Lord protect the Dharma, this can be humiliated."
When this demon heard Mo Huan's words, he was so happy that he was about to faint, but he still said with a serious face.
Mo Huan was glaring, thinking that Lao Tzu just wanted you to die quickly, and he was still talking nonsense here, when he said coldly:
"Huh? Do you dare to obey the order of this king? ”
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