Senior Brother is Number One In the World

  Chapter 202 Center of the Earth

   Gu Subai and the others rushed into the deep mountains and old forests, and after a certain distance from the flat ground, they flew with their swords to the magic cultivation place that she and Jiang Yitan had found before.

   Arriving at the place Jiang Yitan marked before, everyone used the ground escape technique in unison.

  If someone is there, you can see a strange scene, sixteen people disappeared from the spot in an instant.

  Earth escape is not an advanced spell. The difficulty is that they don't know when it will end, and they don't know whether the aura can last that long.

   On the stone platform in the center of the earth, surrounded by two demonic clansmen, they stared straight at Fengqi on the stone platform.

   "Brother, can I take it?" Mo Xiao turned his head and asked.

  Fengqi's system as a carrier has already absorbed a lot of luck in this world, and Fengqi, which is visible to the naked eye, is surrounded by thick purple energy.

   "Wait a little longer." The magic flute's spiritual sense probed the past and found that the carrier could still bear it, so it planned not to take it yet.

  This carrier was also discovered by the Demon Monarch. They don't know what it is, but they can absorb such illusory things as luck.

  Demon Clan Classification: Practicing Demon, True Demon, Forming Alchemy, Demon General, Demon Lord, Demon Emperor, Demon Emperor, Demon Venerable.

  The level is the same as that of human cultivation, Qi training, foundation building, Jindan, Yuanying, Mahayana, fusion, out of body, transcending calamity, and finally ascending.

  Feng Qi clutched her heart tightly, she didn't expect that she would be swayed by an inanimate thing in the end, and she blamed her for being too greedy and trusting in this system.

   If it happened again, she would rather die in a brothel than bind it.

   "Brother, I want to leave this ghostly place as soon as possible. A mundane place smells so bad. I want to go back to the magic capital as soon as possible." Mo Xiao coquettishly shook her arm holding the magic flute.

   "Xiaoxiao, wait a few more days, the passage back to the land of the demons can only be used once again, we have to complete the task before we can leave, we can't waste it"

  The magic flute also loves her very much. Mortal land doesn't even have aura, let alone magic energy. Their magic energy is less if they use it.

Feng Qi watched their interaction with cold eyes, she could no longer swear with a hoarse voice, and without her cultivation, she needed to eat and drink like ordinary people, but these two demons who had no common sense could not think of this at all, she I was starving for a whole month.

  If it wasn't for the system fearing that she would die early so that it wouldn't be able to absorb the luck to provide her with energy, she might die after staying here for seven days.

  Mo Xiao and Mo Di didn't go anywhere these days, just stared at her here, and they were tired of crooked all day long.

   "Even if it absorbs all the luck, you won't get it." Feng Qi leaned on the stone platform and said in a hoarse voice with the last bit of strength.

   "Hehehe, brother, you see this human being is talking nonsense again." Mo Xiao covered her mouth and smiled coquettishly, with a pair of purple pupils mocking with contempt.

  Feng Qi left her side lightly, huh, nonsense? They still don't know much about the system, just based on what 001 said before, she knew that 001 was deliberately controlled.

  It was because of this strong luck, she never thought that a system could be so scheming and so humane.

   "Xiaoxiao Moli..."

  Boom~

  A loud noise interrupted their conversation, and saw a big hole in the sky above them, gravel fell, and the two demons quickly hid back.

  Fengqi couldn't move, so all the falling gravel hit her body, she subconsciously put her head in her hands to protect her.

   "It's really annoying, I've found everything like this," the magic flute threw a wave of magic energy over while speaking.

   Gu Subai, who just fell down, drew his sword and slashed, severing all the magic energy. At the same time, Jiang Yitan wrapped her waist around her waist in time and stood firmly on his flying sword.

  Just like in the desert, there is endless magma as soon as it falls, and the others respond quickly to the sky with Yujian.

   "It's the Demon Race!"

   "Damn it, it's really their fault"

As soon as everyone stabilized their figures, they faced Mo Xiao and Mo Xiao. Even the demons with the same level of cultivation were worth two golden pills. The reason was that the demons' physical bodies were extremely strong, and no other race could match their healing ability. .

  Mo Xiao and Modi are both core-forming demons, which are equivalent to them in the Jindan period, but they are still demons with pure bloodlines. The higher the bloodlines of the demons, the stronger they are.

  Gu Subai frowned, suddenly a little difficult to deal with, the previous demon Du Li was a demon with extremely noble blood, if she hadn't exhausted her divine power, she really couldn't beat him.

   Now that her divine power has been exhausted, and she still has serious injuries, it is impossible to fight recklessly.

  Standing on Jiang Yitan's sword, she raised her eyes slightly to see his perfect jawline, it could only depend on him...

  Jiang Yitan received her gaze, lowered his head slightly and smiled at her, "Brother Gu, don't worry, leave it to me."

  Last time, Gu Subai was too impulsive. If he was given time, he would not be unable to defeat that demon clan. This time, these two demon clans were worse than the previous one, not to mention that there were not only two of them.

   "Hit if you want, I don't like nonsense." The magic flute's eyes hardened and he rushed towards them full of demonic energy.

   "Oh, so arrogant, I really think there is no one in our cultivation world"

   "Dear friends, give this demon a little bit of power"

  These golden core monks are the favored sons of heaven in their respective sects, and they fought with him as soon as they were stimulated by the magic flute.

  The physical strength of the Demon Race has been seen by all the cultivators at the moment, and even the spirit sword of the ninth rank cannot break through his defense.

  The demons can fly in the air when they reach the true demon level, unlike human beings who need the help of a spirit sword, so the magic flute has the upper hand against everyone.

  The magic flute caught everyone's swords with his bare hands, and the magic energy in his hands directly corroded everyone's spiritual swords.

  The Jindan cultivators' fights were not insignificant, and the shadows flashed one by one, making people dazzled.

  The Buddhist Yinzong who directly confronted the magic flute, the disciples of the Buddhist Yinzong had a golden light on their bodies, and the magic energy of the magic flute melted each other when they met each other.

  As soon as other people approached the magic flute, they would be stopped by the ghostly Mo Xiao who appeared suddenly. As soon as they stopped her, she would disappear immediately.

   Gu Subai's hand was full of dangerous blue light, she frowned slightly and was about to fly towards Mo Xiao, a pair of slender hands quickly grabbed her wrist.

  She looked back displeasedly, "What's the matter?"

   "I said leave it to me" Jiang Yitan smiled and took out a spirit sword to fly again, leaving the Shenyuan under his feet to Gu Subai.

  Jiang Yitan's afterimage skipped over and rushed into the lively match with a red glow.

  As soon as the red figure entered, the smoky atmosphere of the crowd was immediately interrupted, and everyone dispersed, leaving only the magic flute in the middle facing Jiang Yitan.

  The magic flute rubbed his wrists, the purple magic pattern on his face faintly glowed with purple awns, and he had a bloodthirsty smile on his somewhat feminine face.

   "You are not bad." He looked at Jiang Yitan, and finally saw a stronger one.

"That's natural." Jiang Yitan evoked an unruly smile, brushed the hair on his forehead with his bony hands, and made a coquettish gesture, "I'm more handsome than you, stronger than you, I'm richer than you, taller than you, if you want to be jealous of me, hurry up and scold me, otherwise..."

  Jiang Yitan paused for a moment, his eyes glanced evilly at his neck, "Otherwise you will never be able to speak again"

   "Heh, human beings are such arrogant creatures, let me teach you how to correctly understand the demon race." The magic flute swiped his right hand, and a meniscus blade with soaring demonic energy appeared in his hand.

   The author is a student party, and in his spare time, he just writes a word to earn pocket money, so I am very grateful to those who are willing to spend money to read my novels, thank you

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