Chapter 111: The White Dove's Great Killer

Consciousness returned, and when Qin Zong reopened his eyes, he returned to the seat in the screening room.

Beside him, Zhen Yiyi was watching a movie and was fascinated.

The white pigeon still has empty eyes and keeps repeating the action of eating popcorn, and seems to be very satisfied with this snack.

The two girls were completely unaware of the great battle they had just experienced.

Although the dream demon's illusion is broken, it also leaves many problems.

Judging from the situation explained by the Dream Demon just now, the rumor that eating his flesh can lead to immortality has been rampant in the two realms of demons and demons! In the future, there may be more masters who will change their methods to kill themselves, and their purpose is no longer to offer a reward of 1,000 spirit stones.

It's so vicious......

Qin Zong was secretly speechless.

This matter must wait for him to go back to Gu Shunzhi to discuss it.

And most importantly, there is.

He had just chopped off the Dream Demon's head, but the chai knife hadn't escalated his reaction.

Qin Zong twisted his face and looked back behind him, the body of the dream demon, the man in the black windbreaker and golden hoop had disappeared.

Book that!

It turns out that this guy is not dead!

Let him run away!

Qin Zong thumped his thighs, facing these old rivers and lakes who had been in the Tao for a long time, Qin Zong found that he was still too young.

He should have thought of it a long time ago!

After all, the opponent is one of the top ten masters of the Demon Dao, although it is the penultimate ...... But the whole demon path is not too miserable, and there must be a magic weapon on his body to hang his last breath.

I knew he shouldn't have been greedy for the last one.

The last sentence of the Buddhist scriptures should be directly recited, "Qi Delong, Qi Dongqiang, Qi Delong's Dong De Long, Dong Qiang", and the dream demon should be directly pronounced to death......

But now Qin Zong has no room for repentance.

Now Qin Zong's mood is the same as the cold war after a couple quarrels, and the one who failed to quarrel regrets why he didn't think of those classic sentences when he just quarreled......

Now let this dream demon escape, this demon will definitely not let go of himself after he makes a comeback.

Moreover, a lot of his information has been exposed, and letting this dream demon go back alive is simply endless.

What to do......

Is there really no way to completely kill the Dream Demon?

At this moment, the event prompt of the Book of Immortals and Saints came!

[Event: Final Blow to the Dream Demon]

Option 1: Lick Zhen Yiyi's face on the spot. (Success rate: 50%)

Option 2: Pick up the white pigeon's dull hair. (Success rate: 50%)

"Do you use the Desire Fruit or the Cultivation Fruit to increase the success rate of the event? Current remaining high-level Desire Fruit: 5, remaining Cultivation Fruit: 10. ”

No doubt.

Qin Zong consumed two high-grade desire fruits.

Choose to pet the white pigeon's stupid hair......

Nonsense!

Cinema a public place!

How could he do such a trivial thing!

And Qin Zong heard that the monitoring in the screening room is night vision, although the lights are turned off, in fact, the monitoring probe can be seen clearly, and any little couple kissing in the theater will be filmed in, and it will become the talk of the group of old men in the monitoring room - he doesn't want it!

After making a choice, Qin Zong began to legally pick up the white pigeon's dull hair according to the requirements of the option.

"Uhh......h And the hair is exceptionally smooth!! It's like a piece of cold cake coated with lubricating liquid, which makes people want to lick it.

However, Qin Zong still didn't understand what the white pigeon's stupid hair had to do with the mending knife dream demon......

So in the next second, Qin Zong suddenly found out.

The white pigeon's stupid hair actually stood up on its own, turned into a streamer, and flew out......

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On the other side, in the clear sky, a small black fog was moving.

It's not dark clouds or exhaust fumes from chemical plants, it's a dream demon on the run......

At the last moment just now, the Dream Demon struggled with his last strength, forcibly maintained his spiritual power with the Demon Lord Jade Talisman, and rushed out of the illusion space shrouded in Buddha's light with severe pain.

The Demon Lord Jade Talisman was a magic weapon given to him by the Demon Lord after he completed a task for the Demon Lord a few years ago, which can lock the remnant soul and condense spiritual power at a critical moment.

The Dream Demon kept this treasure on his body, and he almost forgot about it.

In Dream Demon's view, today is a situation of winning and not losing.

As a result, I never expected that the Demon Lord Jade Fu would be consumed by myself today.

Wait for him to return to the Demon Lord City...... Be sure to report all today's events to the Demon Lord!

However, just halfway through the flight, the Dream Demon suddenly felt a powerful aura approaching behind him!

What is it?

The Dream Demon is like a frightened bird.

He quickly looked behind him, and right behind him, a white streamer was speeding towards him!

This time he looked back, and he was scared away.

Fly...... Flying swords?

The Dream Demon was directly frightened out of the prototype, and his face turned pale.

"Desolate Heaven Treasure Mirror!"

In a hurry, he sacrificed a treasure mirror to block it.

This mirror is not a defensive weapon, but it can also be used to slow down some attacks.

However, the Dream Demon had just thrown the treasure mirror out, and then a cracking crunch was heard.

Bang!

In front of this "flying sword", the treasure mirror had no power to parry, and hit the street on the spot.

"Go to the treasure mirror of Tamar! I'm going to call the police!! "The dream demon flying in the air is about to cry.

He underestimated the power and attack range of this "flying sword", he had already escaped so far, and he could catch up with it!

The speed of this "flying sword" was too fast, and even if he tried all his strength to fly forward, the snow-white streamer finally caught up with him, shoulder to shoulder with him in the clouds......

And it was only at this time that the Dream Demon finally saw the true face of this "flying sword".

- This is not a flying sword!

It's a hair that looks so white......

"It's ......"

In a trance, the dream demon remembered.

Before, in the movie theater, the white-haired girl sitting next to Mr. Koi.

Although the girl was not tall, she was impressed by the fact that she had long hair and stuck out of the back of her chair.

Dig a big groove!

So, this isn't a flying sword at all!

This is a dumb hair!

Is there still a big guy who refines the stupid hair sacrifice into a magic weapon these days......

The Dream Demon was stunned!

This strong sense of déjà vu is like Ultraman Seven who pulls out his head dart and fights monsters!

At this moment, the dream demon wants to cry.

"Phew!"

Before his tears could fall, the white streamer turned from the white dove's dull hair, turned around in the air, and pierced through the dream demon's brain, and the speed was outrageous!

The snow-white dull hair penetrates the brain, and no blood is stained!

"I'm unwilling! I'm unwilling! ”

The Dream Demon yelled, he was already seriously injured, and this terrible dull hair directly pierced his soul.

In the sky, the dream demon shattered into a cloud of black smoke on the spot, which melted away with the weather......

No one would have thought that the Dream Demon, one of the top ten masters of the Demon Dao, would die on a stupid hair after thinking that he had escaped smoothly......

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Five minutes later, the white pigeon's dull fur turned into a streamer and returned the same way, and was inserted back on the top of the white pigeon's head.

Qin Zong stared at this stupid hair and fell into deep thought......