Demons Chat Group Makes Me Saint

"Is this puppetry?"

Ning Xiaolei looked at the villain curiously and said with some surprise.

Before practicing, he had heard of this kind of magic when reading novels.

Isn't this just like a smart robot that can move freely, which is really convenient.

Many things that are not suitable for practitioners to do, or are dangerous places, can be controlled by puppets and let them do it.

"A little thing cannot reach the level of elegance!"

Murong Zhengzhen smiled and shook his head, acting very modestly.

After seeing the huge demon behind Ning Xiaolei, he didn't have the shame to show off in front of Ning Xiaolei.

No matter how powerful he was, how could he be able to compare with what those big demons had given Ning Xiaolei?

With the status of those monsters, if you pluck a hair, it is like a treasure.

For example, the Yin Yang bottle in Ning Xiaolei's hand, Murong Zhengzhen had never seen such a treasure after practicing for so many years.

Only those monsters, demons, gods and gods who are beyond common sense can tinker with such incredible magic weapons.

The little puppet came forward and quickly searched the man in black, taking out everything and placing it on the ground.

Everyone frowned and looked at it. Except for a storage ring, there was nothing else. They expected it to be placed in the storage ring.

The mask on the face of the man in black was also pulled down, and he had a popular face, the kind that would not be found among the crowd.

After sucking the storage ring from the air, Murong really broke it open and dumped all the contents on the ground.

There were not many things, hundreds of Yuan stones, a narrow sword, a set of black clothes, and some bottles and jars. I don’t know what was there.

"Nothing to prove your identity? You are cautious enough!"

Ning Xiaolei frowned and stared at the narrow sword. He didn't know much about the cultivation world and didn't know which sect would use this kind of magic weapon.

Dugu Feng and Murong Zhengzhen knew what he meant and shook their heads to express ignorance.

When the men in black began to appear, they investigated people who used such narrow swords, but unfortunately they had no clue at all.

"The more this happens, the more I feel the smell of conspiracy."

Dugu Feng's eyes flashed slightly and his expression was solemn.

During this period, many people have died in the Longdu cultivation world, making many sects suspicious and wary of each other.

If this continues, no one will be able to concentrate on cultivation and will only worry about it every day.

"Why do I feel that this narrow sword is the same type of thing as the island country's tachi?"

Ning Xiaolei pondered for a long time and murmured doubtfully.

The speaker was unintentional, but the listener was intentional. The eyes of Murong Zhengzhen and Dugu Feng suddenly lit up, as if they had caught something.

The scope of their previous considerations had always been within China, and they had not considered external forces at all.

After all, after the war decades ago, the island country's cultivators never set foot on this land again, so they subconsciously ignored it.

Looking at this situation now, it seems that it really has something to do with that country.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for such a force to appear out of thin air, and they, the Yanhuang Department, would not know about it.

Moreover, these men in black had no target at all. They targeted the cultivators and killed them indiscriminately. They seemed to regard all the cultivators in Longdu as enemies.

If these people were cultivators from the island country, it would make sense.

"These damn guys, haven't the lessons I taught them enough back then come to China to cause trouble again!"

Dugu Feng let out an angry roar, murderous intent rising in his eyes.

He has already determined that even if these men in black are not from the island country, they are inseparable from the island country.

"After so many years, they may have forgotten the pain and are ready to take action again!"

Murong Zhengzhen narrowed his eyes slightly, and his body exuded a cold feeling.

Ning Xiaolei was confused, and Aoxueer looked at the two of them in surprise: "What are you talking about?"