Outside the Hanging Hall, the demonic aura was swirling, and countless black qi was wrapped around and around outside, as if they were waiting to squeeze inside. What is there in the temple that can attract so much demonic energy? No, Jiu Mingmei shrugged the tip of her nose, and smelled the breath of the monsters from the demonic qi, as well as some of the smell of the demon realm spirit grass.

Oh, dare to love Xuanhu is to use his own house as a supply depot.

However, the supply depot is not set up casually, and it needs to meet three conditions: first, the transportation is convenient and the closest to the front line; Second, reserve materials can be gathered as quickly as possible; Third, it is not easy to be discovered and broken. All in all, being a supply depot requires the most basic ethics. It would be a great sin to fail to supply the necessary weapons and food to the front in a timely manner, or if they were easily given to them.

Strictly speaking, the Hanging Hall is by no means the best location for a supply depot, it is too eye-catching to be easily spotted. Of course, as a symbol of the power center of the Demon Realm, the ability to gather reserve materials and not easily be attacked is leveraged. So how to do the remaining point, the closest to the front line? Could it be that the Hanging Hall can be connected to the world?

Every wisp of demonic energy outside the Hanging Hall is a strong demonic soldier, but it is not a pure demonic soldier.

"They've been refined." Dongjun concluded.

"Refining?" Jiu Mingmei touched her chin and analyzed, "I looked at the distribution map of the demon soldiers drawn by the Polar Eye God before, and now the total number of demon soldiers who have been transferred to conquer the human world is as high as 80,000, accounting for half of the total number of existing demon soldiers, and they are all the elite of the demon soldiers. Although there are still eighty or ninety thousand people left behind in the base camp of the Demon Realm, they are not as good as those brought out in terms of combat power. What's more, the territory of the Demon Realm is very wide, and these eighty or ninety thousand demon soldiers still have to defend various places, and their forces are scattered. Of those guarding the magic capital, there are only about 40,000 left. Isn't it...... Xuan Hu ordered them to 'refine' themselves, throw away their bodies, and turn into pure demon bodies? ”

"The mana of the pure demon body will increase by five times, and because of the formless body, the movement is flexible, and it is extremely difficult to destroy."

Jiu Mingmei twisted her brows: "Xuanhu, this crazy boy, is he protecting his own back road, or destroying his own back road?" ”

The body of a pure demon is indeed powerful, but correspondingly, it is actually just overspending its own strength. After the demon soldier is refined into a pure demon, although it is difficult to exterminate, there is only three months left to live. When the three-month deadline is up, they are like burned candles, with only a little ash left in the heart of the candle.

Therefore, Xuanhu is sure that he can ensure the continuous supply of the front line for three months. So, what about three months later? Regardless of whether he wins or loses, these soldiers in the Demon Realm will all be destroyed, and the Demon Capital will only be an empty city and a dead city by then.

"What, you're still worried about him?" Dongjun glanced at her, his face was indifferent, but his tone was a little teasing.

Jiu Mingmei smiled: "The path he chose by himself, Rao is a dead end, and it is also his business." The little god just felt that he had no sense of accomplishment when he wanted to kill a group of pure demon bodies who were going to die today. ”

"Don't worry......" Dongjun said a little defiantly, "When you are beaten down by the body of a pure demon, you will have no sense of accomplishment." ”

"......" Jiu Mingmei smiled, "Compare one? ”

Dongjun hooked his lips and replied simply: "What is the comparison, speed?" Quantity? ”

Jiu Mingmei stretched her waist and replied leisurely: "Speed plus quantity." ”

Dongjun raised his eyebrows, with a smile in his eyes: "If you lose, you will have to pay the price." ”

"The little plum blossom god has no wealth, and there is nothing to lose." Jiu Mingmei pointed to his ankle, and the thief smiled, "You are a great god, if you lose, give the wind and the stream to the little god as a backyard, okay?" ”

Calling himself a "little god", this appetite is bigger than that of a cow. Dongjun looked at her arrogant appearance, and couldn't help but smile: "Cheng." ”

Jiu Mingmei was full of energy, and ordered the heavenly soldiers to firmly surround the outer layer of the Hanging Palace, and not allow any pure demon body to be released. Then he picked two more shrewd-looking little soldiers, one for the timekeeper and the other for the counting. Look at her posture, I really want to take the wind and go to the stream.

At first, when Jiu Mingmei and the others infiltrated, Teter'er collected the immortal qi around her body, and made some demonic qi balls on her body for camouflage. Therefore, when they were a little farther away, these pure demons in the Hanging Hall did not sense the danger. The heavenly soldiers began to approach, and when they set up a formation to besiege them, the pure demon suddenly exerted his strength, opened his black basin mouth, and spewed out a puff of smoke. Several of the heavenly soldiers couldn't dodge, and they were wrapped in the thick smoke, and they cried wildly.

Jiu Mingmei made a trick and rolled them out of the smoke. How can the power of the smoke be domineering, most of the flesh of the heavenly soldiers has been bitten off, and even the leg bones have been bitten off.

It's too late to turn their bones into charm, and the pure demons have already roared and attacked.

The north branch fan bloomed lightly, and countless plum blossom knives danced, penetrating the pure demon. However, the pure demons have lost their bodies, and only a mass of demonic spirit remains, and a physical weapon cannot hurt them. While dodging the smoke, Jiu Mingmei thought about what spell was most effective at this time, and that Xiang Dongjun had already killed the two.

I saw Dongjun standing at the main entrance of the Hanging Palace, standing with his hands in his hands, his posture high, and he did not move. The billowing smoke released by the Pure Demon came to him, enveloping him. But they opened their black basins and took a big bite......

Hey, Bah, Bah!!

It's hard, smelly, and sour, and it's even worse than the meat in the refining pool!

Dongjun still didn't move.

Pure Demon tried the first time and knocked out his teeth;

I tried it for the second time, and I was sour;

I tried it for the third time, and it stinked my soul......

Dongjun spread his hands, and the two pure demons spun around in mid-air, and then fell down again, turning into nothingness.

In line with the principle of living to learn from the old, Jiu Mingmei rubbed behind Dongjun, and sniffed from bottom to top with her little nose, like a puppy. Dongjun couldn't help but laugh and said, "Smell something?" ”

"You spell this...... The little god has never seen it. Jiu Mingmei turned to him and honestly admitted.

She was thinking about how to make Dongjun more generous and give one or two pointers, when suddenly, five pure demons attacked and vowed to bite these two invaders!

Dongjun's hand moved quickly, hugged her tightly into his arms, and read in his mouth: "Ancient Soul Shattering Technique, remember it." ”

Jiu Mingmei leaned into his arms, raised her little head, and stared at his chin from the bottom up, which was not very sharp or round, it was a very comfortable and warm arc to look at. The gestures, movements, strength, and frequency of body tremors that he hugged her were all too familiar. It's like...... Her Qianji.

There were a few rumbling explosions in his ears, and the pure demon was once again stinked and turned into nothingness.

As soon as Dongjun lowered his head, he saw her phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, as if he wanted to see through his soul.

"Who are you?"

(To be continued.) )