Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Second Class Demon Captain

Although Liyang's voice in Wan Peng's inner world was small, it was still heard by Wan Peng. Is there a demon? Is the demon already coming out? Wan Peng's mind was unstable, and he almost lost contact with the spiritual consciousness in one of the positions. "What are you talking about?

There was some uncertainty in Liyang's tone, "No, it's not that it's coming out, but there seems to be a demon nearby." He spread out his spiritual sense to perceive his surroundings, "That's right, there are demons. The one who entered this secret realm should be the second-level demon captain, that is, the one who fought with Xie Fei. What he uses is a demon spirit, similar to your sword energy. ”

Is it a demon...... Wan Peng didn't know why some curiosity suddenly welled up in his heart, and when he raised his eyes, he just happened to see Xie Fei's attack. "What is a second-level demon lieutenant?

Liyang sighed and said slowly, "This is similar to your cultivator's level. In the demon realm, once you decide to cultivate, you will enter the demon hierarchy. Demons without cultivation are called grass demons, because their spiritual power has not been systematically regulated, so even if they are talented, the combat power they can exert is very limited. After cultivation, according to the level of cultivation, it is divided into three levels: captain, school, and general, and each level is divided into three levels. Wei is the lowest level, from low to high, in order is the first level of demon captain, the second level of demon captain, the third level of demon captain, in terms of strength, in the lieutenant level, it is basically equivalent to your qi refining, foundation building and condensation. ”

"Do the levels of demons all correspond to cultivators one by one?" Wan Peng listened to Liyang's explanation of the lieutenant rank, and he was also interested in other ranks, so he couldn't help but ask.

"No, it's only relative at low levels. After reaching the school level, the demon enters the intermediate level, and at this level, different cultivation methods and directions may create different abilities. Basically, the strength of the demon school will not exceed the return period at most, but it is possible that a first-level demon school can kill a Yuanying cultivator in seconds, or a third-level demon school will be abused to death by a Jindan cultivator. In short, these are two different systems, the cultivation of demons after the middle stage is different from that of cultivators, and the comparison of absolute strength between levels is not a simple comparison. ”

"Oh. Wan Peng responded, his eyes fixed on Xie Fei's attack. The danger hidden in Xie Fei's blow, although it was far away, he could still vaguely judge it, especially when the sword qi turned into fog, and the threat brought by the hidden needle in the mianli was a little more.

However, Wan Peng's face suddenly sank. Not good!

The white-clothed demon lieutenant spread out his hands at this time, and his thumbs and fingers were interlocked on his chest, and from the ring formed, a whirlpool slowly appeared. This vortex suddenly expanded, encompassing all of Xie Fei's attacks. With a flash of light, the two sword qi were actually restored to their original state, and those purple mist disappeared without a trace!

The white-clothed demon lieutenant jumped lightly, and at the same time as skipping the two sword qi, he grabbed his hands downward, seemingly pinching lightly, snapping twice, the two sword qi were actually pinched to pieces, and the attack power also turned invisible.

Okay, what a powerful method! Xie Fei was stunned, so far, he had never met anyone to crush the sword qi. Even if a high-level cultivator fought against a low-level cultivator, no one would pinch it, or rather, no one would crush it at all. This kind of technique must have an extremely deep understanding of sword qi, and it must also have enough strength.

At the same time, a sense of danger instantly surrounded Xie Fei. The white-clothed demon lieutenant turned around at this time, and his right hand was wrapped around the demon spirit, directly hitting Xie Fei's chest.

Xie Fei hurriedly raised the dagger to block it, and with a sound, a bright light flashed from the two of them. He himself was greatly impacted, the blood in his chest was churning, he couldn't suppress the blood in his throat, and spurted out in one gulp, and at the same time, the person also swept back more than ten feet.

Look at his dagger again, it's covered in cracks.

And the white-clothed demon lieutenant, although he also took a step back, but it was only ten steps, and he had already stopped, and continued to stare at Xie Fei coldly.

Xie Fei's breath was short, and he spat out two mouthfuls of blood before he stabilized his position, raised his head, and glared at the white-clothed demon lieutenant with a pair of angry eyes.

"Brother!" Seeing Xie Fei suffer, Xie Ting pulled out from the side and attacked, Xie Fei was anxious, he wanted to stop it but he couldn't shout yet, Xie Ting had already fought with the white-clothed demon captain for a round.

In just one round, Xie Ting was at an absolute disadvantage. Xie Fei didn't dare to delay, for fear that his sister would be in danger, so he rushed forward again.

However, in the second move, Xie Ting had been punched out by the white-clothed demon captain for more than ten zhang, and she fainted after a few struggles.

Where could Xie Fei allow others to hurt his sister under his nose, the dagger in his hand had a bright light, and he stabbed at close range. The white-clothed demon lieutenant now seems to have some scruples about Xie Fei's attack, attacking and defending at the same time, and the two of them have fought for twenty rounds in an instant.

And in these twenty rounds, Xie Fei did not have an advantage.

Wan Peng is in the position of the cadre, and these can be seen clearly. There was no sign of an outbreak yet, and Xie Fei obviously didn't have much to last. If it is about cultivation ability, this white-clothed demon captain may not be much higher than himself, with the current True Yang Fire and Thunder Sha, Wan Peng is confident that he has the power to fight, but now his spiritual sense is firmly trapped by the other seven hexagrams, and if he wants to fight head-on with such a master, there is almost no chance of winning.

Xie Fei and the white-clothed demon lieutenant suddenly approached, and the opposite side of the two burst into light. In the light, the two figures stepped back in unison. But Xie Fei's trajectory seemed to be light and fluttering, without the slightest sign of controllability. After flying ten feet, Xie Fei landed heavily and glided for some distance, but did not get up again.

"Not good. Wan Peng secretly screamed in his heart, and Liyang also frowned.

Looking at the white-clothed demon lieutenant again, there was also a period of stillness at this time, obviously calming down the spiritual power and breath. After about a pillar of incense, he raised his head again, glanced at Wan Peng, and then his body rose and fell frequently, and he rushed to the foot of the mountain.

"It's a big problem. Wan Peng muttered, a wry smile on his face. Liyang was also frowning at this time, if Wan Peng fought with him, it was difficult to say when Zhiyang would erupt in this position. Once you don't take care of it, you will no longer be able to seal this demon refining pool.

In a short time, the white-clothed demon captain had reached the foot of the mountain. He also seemed to sense something, and stood still, staring at a hexagram that Wan Peng had sealed.

After looking at it for a while, the white-clothed demon lieutenant slowly raised his right hand, and the light in his palm lit up.

"Slow down!" Wan Peng's transmission note sounded directly not far from him, "A second-level demon lieutenant doesn't know which is more important at all, if you miss a big deal, I'll show you a question!" Wan Peng's voice followed, and he took a certain mantra that Li Yang took out.

The white-clothed demon captain's expression changed significantly, and he looked at Wan Peng suspiciously. He took it away, walked closer to this side, and said very calmly, "Who are you? Why do you want to seal the Demon Refining Pool?"

Seeing that things might take a turn for the better, Wan Peng couldn't help but feel a little wider in his heart, "If it is not sealed, the demon in the pool will be born, and there will be almost no living creatures in this secret realm, and these innocent lives will no longer exist!"

There was a hint of coldness on the face of the white-clothed demon captain, "Oh. That's why you're stopping me? You're a cultivator, right. I don't care where you learned the upper level of the demon's murmuring. However, I want you to know, cultivators, that they do not have the power to seal the Demon Refining Pool. Because it's exclusive to demons. ”

Wan Peng's heart, which had just warmed up, was as cold as an ice cellar, "But, as soon as it comes out, even you may die!"

The white-clothed demon lieutenant smiled slightly, "Isn't that terrifying? As far as I know, the people in this secret realm are all the elites of your Northeast Cultivation Realm's foundation building period. One of the best ways to eradicate cultivators is to leave them with no successors. Besides, the current cultivators are just scum, fighting openly and secretly with each other, what is the difference between dying here and dying outside? After speaking, his palm flipped over, and a white light went straight into a hexagram.

That hexagram was like a stone stirring up a thousand waves, surging out of dazzling light, and Wan Peng's spiritual sense was actually dispersed by the light at this moment. After that, just like a chain reaction of dominoes, the sealed hexagrams appeared one after another, and Wan Peng's spiritual consciousness was suddenly disturbed into chaos, and the spiritual consciousness that originally connected the various positions was like a broken thread that had collapsed, and bounced back into the body one by one.

"Whew. Wan Peng snorted, retracted his messy spiritual sense impatiently, combed it slightly, and calmed the surging in his body. He knew that his previous efforts had been in vain. Originally, he thought that he could wait until the outbreak of the Qianzhi Yang to follow the Fengli, who knows, there is actually a second-level demon lieutenant here!

When has the demon infiltrated this kind of Cheng dΓΉ?

Damn it, why did he appear at this time, and why did this demon captain not have the slightest mercy for the life in it?

Anger slowly surged from the bottom of Wan Peng's heart, this anger was not because the other party was a demon, but because the other party was disrespectful to cultivators and disrespectful to life!

Come to think of it, Wan Peng also had a strong rejection of demons, but since Liyang appeared, his understanding of demons has gradually deepened. Some of the differences are just differences between races, which can be understood when you look at them from another position. However, some, this is not the case. Just like this second-level demon lieutenant, in his bones, he must be murderous and brutal.

This kind of heart, whether among cultivators or demons, can never be the mainstream. It is absolutely impossible for such a person to be a good person!

As soon as Wan Peng stretched out his hand, the Yuyuan sword slid directly from his back to his hand, and with a crisp sound, the spiritual power of the sword body spread outward like water waves. The chill brought in it actually dropped a few points in the surrounding temperature.

Since it can't be discussed, the only way to do it is to defeat him, and perhaps, there may be time to re-seal!