After being provoked by Tianmo Fengqing's words, a trace of murderous intent appeared in the eyes of the Yuanying Demon Cultivator, but he heard the purple-eyed young man beside him say, "Miss Yuan, we are all here today to find that strange treasure, and we don't need to fight to the death now." Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoWhy don't we agree first, before the strange treasure is born, neither party should do it, how about it? ”

What he meant was that once a strange treasure appeared, they would fight for it according to their ability.

Yuan Fengqing thought for a while, the overall strength of the current Xianmen disciples is poor, and there is no chance of winning either now or after the birth of the strange treasure. Rather than that, it is better to agree to their agreement first, and delay it for a while. So, she nodded lightly and said, "It's okay." ”

Seeing that she was obviously in a weak position, but she made a gesture that she didn't care, the monks in the demon path were very dissatisfied, and a few of them let out a cold laugh, but because of the identity of the purple-eyed boy, they didn't make a sound after all.

Seeing that the young master had agreed, although he was unwilling in his heart, he thought that when the strange treasure was born, he would take the opportunity to repair Yuan Fengqing, a little girl who didn't know the height of the sky, so that she could understand what the difference in the realm was, so he didn't say anything.

"Uncle Zhima, please drive away that fire bee first." The purple-eyed boy turned his head to look at the Yuan Infant Demon Cultivator, and said softly.

That Yuan Infant Demon Cultivator never disobeyed the young master's intentions in front of outsiders, and when he heard the words, his expression was only slightly gloomy, but he didn't say much. Stretched out his hand and took out a black jade pipe flute from his arms, moved it to his lips and played it slowly, only to hear a whimpering flute sound rising from the ground, just like when the twilight was low, a cry suddenly came from a distance, which made everyone present feel sad in their hearts, and their expressions were inexplicably sad.

Driven by the sound of the flute, tens of thousands of fire poisonous bees retreated in all directions like a tide, but in the blink of an eye, the peace and tranquility of heaven and earth were restored, Yuan Fengqing put away the Nine Xuan Pagoda, looked up at the low water spirit line in the sky, and was hesitating to take advantage of the unpreparedness of the Demon Dao to give them a sudden attack.

The latter also happened to look at her, looking at each other, the sparks of hatred were splashing like rain, Yuan Fengqing deliberately raised her eyebrows, a gesture of no weakness, but she already knew in her heart that this person had murderous intentions towards herself, as long as she found an opportunity, she would not hesitate to shoot at herself, and she was secretly vigilant.

In his hand, he pinched the trick again and again, turned the water spirit in the sky into a clear stream and inhaled it into the dantian, and then transformed it into his own yuan power, this move was just a cup of tea, but those demon cultivators couldn't wait to shout, "Young master, let's go, is it difficult to wait for them?" ”

The purple-eyed young man nodded, walked towards the front, and when he passed by the Xianmen disciples, he nodded to Yuan Fengqing in a friendly manner, and then he took a group of unkind demon cultivators to overtake them, and walked towards the front first.

After Yuan Fengqing transformed all the water spirits in his body into Yuan Li, he had recovered about ninety percent, and then he took a deep breath and led the Xianmen disciples to follow the demon cultivators.

"Uncle Junior, will they abide by the agreement? Don't they all say that the devil has always been unsympathetic and untrustworthy? Qing Yang looked at the strange shape of the head in front of him, and the demonic cultivators, and asked in a low voice.

Yuan Fengqing glanced at Mo Tianqi, who leaned over knowingly, and she said in a deep voice, "They will definitely not abide by the agreement, and of course, we can't really do nothing." Once the treasure is born, the three of us only need to keep an eye on the purple-pupiled boy, the so-called thief captures the king first, if we can hold him in our hands, we will not be afraid of the infant monk. ”

Mo Tianqi and Qing Yang thought so deeply and nodded silently.

But he heard Fuyue's flirtatious voice behind him, "Don't you see that those demon cultivators don't really respect that purple-pupiled boy?" What they were afraid of was just that Yuan Infant Demon Cultivator. ”

"So what, that Yuan Infant Demon Cultivator wants to blackmail the Son of Heaven to order the princes, so naturally he won't let us hurt that purple-pupiled boy." At this time, Qing Yang also reacted, glared at Fuyue and said.

Fuyue chuckled, "I'm afraid that you are thinking too simply, since that purple-eyed young man can be worshiped as a young master by the Yuan Infant Demon Cultivator, he is naturally not useless, I have a hunch, he will definitely not be so easily subdued by us!" ”

Listening to Fuyue's words, Yuan Fengqing's worries were even worse. His words are indeed not unreasonable, although the purple-eyed young man seems to only have the cultivation in the late stage of foundation building, but he can be regarded as the master by the Yuan Infant Demon Cultivator, it must not be so easy to subdue, and it seems that he can only fight.

Suddenly, she heard a demon cultivator in front of her say, "We won't really live in peace with those little disciples, right?" What are you kidding, we are demon cultivators, why don't we talk about morality? ”

The demon cultivator beside him replied, "Isn't it, I don't think the four protectors have turned their brains, right?" ”

"The young master went out for the first time, and it is inevitable that there is still some kindness, and the four protectors are also to maintain his dignity."

These demon cultivators didn't deliberately lower their voices, obviously they deliberately wanted to tell the masters who were walking in front, and naturally they also wanted to deter the Xianmen disciples behind, but from their conversation, Yuan Fengqing vaguely understood that the identity of the Yuanying Demon Cultivator was actually the four protectors of the Demon Dao, which showed that the status was not too low.

The Demon Dao sent so many people in this time, and it was bound to be determined to obtain the strange treasure at the bottom of the sea, and his heart became more and more anxious.

In this way, the two sides of the centaurs each played their own calculations, all the way without a word, about two more hours later, only to hear a cheer from someone in the demon cultivation in front of them, pulled back the thoughts of Yuan Fengqing, who had been thinking about dealing with the demon path all the way, and looked up, but saw that in the distant sky, there was a black building that almost blocked everyone's sight, the building was oval, covering an extremely wide area, like a bird's nest that had expanded countless times, and his heart sank, and his footsteps involuntarily stopped.

The black building was clearly the same as the black object she had accidentally seen when she closed her eyes and pondered before, but she had allowed her spiritual sense to flow freely before, and she didn't know the specific location and distance of the black building, but she didn't expect it to be at the end of this world.

But at this time, it didn't make much use to say this, she secretly glanced at Mo Tianqi and Qing Yang, and the two of them willingly locked their eyes on the purple-pupiled young man in the demon cultivation in front of them, only waiting for the war to break out, and doing their best to capture it, so that they could have the capital to contain the demon dao, so that they could have a glimmer of life, and the whole army would not be wiped out here.