It's been a long time since the last appearance of the Demon Spirit.

At that time, it was a shell of a demon cultivator that carried the demon spirit.

When the demon spirit is born, the power of the demon cultivator will increase a lot, and in the same way, while the demon spirit gives them strength, it will also affect their mind.

Except for the monks who are demons themselves, the other demon cultivators are basically fallen demons, and the people who fall into demons are already not strong, and after being affected by demon spirits, they will become even more brutal.

There are words to comment on the demon spirit.

The demon is out, and the chaos is down. The soldiers met each other, and the blood was stained.

There is not much that has been written about the battle many years ago. However, it is not difficult to see from those few words that it will be a catastrophe.

Thinking of this, Zhuohua couldn't help but feel a little nervous, her heart tightened, and her words trembled slightly, "This, I know it." It's just that Sister Ning'er asked what this means? ”

Qian Ning'er's face wrinkled together, as if she felt a little difficult to speak.

After a long time, she seemed to have made up her mind, "The demon spirit was sealed by those great powers after the last battle. ”

Zhuohua nodded, she knew this.

"And this seal has been loosened a lot over the years, and now it only takes a few things to break the seal and release the demon spirit. And what will happen when the demon spirit is reborn......"噺8.(1)祌文全文快速んττρs:/м.χ八(一)zщ.còм/

In the next words, Qian Ning'er didn't go any further, but she already knew what Zhuohua represented by those unfinished words.

There was indeed a big battle in the original plot, but Zhuohua clearly remembered that there was no demon spirit.

What is it now? Is she the flapping wings of this butterfly?

The thought of this gave her a terrible headache, and she felt like an inconspicuous grain of sand in the rough sea. Even if he struggled to get closer to the shore, he still couldn't get rid of being wrenched back by the sea, and he was getting farther and farther away from his destination.

Looking at Zhuohua's solemn appearance, Qian Ning'er sighed and said with relief, "Now things haven't reached the worst point, although the Nine Hook Stones have been snatched away, there are still a few other things that this group of demon cultivators haven't gotten yet." ”

Zhuohua listened to her words, but his heart couldn't relax at all.

For some reason, she had a strong premonition that the few things that seemed to be difficult to collect to release demons would definitely be collected.

Maybe it's the moldy operation that has always been bad, the good and the bad spirit. Zhuohua first considered the worst-case outcome. Genius one second to remember 噺バ壹 Chinese m.x/8/1/z//o/m/

"There's no need to be too pessimistic for the time being." Qian Ning'er comforted Zhuohua with words that she didn't believe very much.

Of course, this comfort didn't have the slightest effect

Ji He'an, who was listening silently on the sidelines, is now stupid.

He never imagined that what was originally just a demon cultivator could evolve into such a major thing as it is now.

He sat there at this moment, his face wrinkled like a bitter melon.

"Today, the major elders of our sect are already discussing countermeasures, after all, these nine hook stones were lost in our Xiaoyao Sect, no matter what, we have to take full responsibility for this matter."

As she spoke, Qian Ning'er's tone became more and more depressed.

"Originally, the reputation of our sect was not very good, but now something like this has happened. Those sects that claim to be famous and decent will pierce our backbones. ”

"It's ...... Not really. ”