"Saints above the seventh rank..."
Jiang Zirou calculated in her heart that before she became a saint, she could use the Yuanshen Dao sword to severely injure the witch god at that time.
Until now.
She proved the way with strength, broke through the dead end that no one can reach even in the new world, and obtained the three supernatural powers, the complete dragon and elephant prajna, the Tathagata palm and the universe tripod, a mere high-level saint is not worth mentioning.
Being too strong is not always a good thing. I often don't have a clear understanding of my true level.
Jiang Zirou lowered her brows and eyes, thinking in distress.
Seeing Jiang Zirou was a little unhappy, Duanmu Wan'er immediately thought that this girl was taken from the strength of the Lord of Kuyun City.
She smiled and gently comforted her:
"Although Dry Cloud City is located at the border of the Four Heavenly Kings, it is only a small town in the Demon Realm, but it is still a serious city after all. Being able to become the lord of a city is very recognized for its strength."
Jiang Zirou nodded, motioning for her to continue.
"However, Dry Cloud City may not be peaceful recently."
The Duanmu Chamber of Commerce is not small. It has operations in several nearby cities and is doing business everywhere. It is naturally very sensitive to such news.
"Not peaceful?" Jiang Zirou raised his head, his eyes widened, and a curious look appeared on his face.
"It's because of the Demon God's Blade..."
The distance between the two was less than three feet, and being stared at by Jiang Zirou at such a distance was so stunning, even as a woman, Duanmu Wan'er's heart was inevitably shaken.
Lowering his head, he explained a little shyly:
"The Legend of the Demon God's Blade is the sword of the Demon God..."
"Then it must be very powerful?" Jiang Zirou became a little interested in the Demon God's Blade.
During this trip, she had two main missions in the Demon Realm.
The simpler and more urgent thing is to control a force in the demon world and solve the hidden dangers of the demon cave.
The more difficult thing is to find a way to search for information related to the demon god, and to unlock the secrets and hidden dangers in the imprint between the eyebrows.
And in the longer term, it is to find a weapon that is convenient.
Demon God's Blade...It sounds very powerful!
"Maybe not as strong as you think."
Duanmu Wan'er understood the emotion Jiang Zirou wanted to express on her face, and poured cold water on her.
She said: "The Demon God's Blade is not a real killing tool, but a ceremonial sword. Therefore, although the material of the Demon God's Blade is very good, it is not good at killing gods."
"That's it."
Jiang Zirou was a little disappointed, but the conversation that followed made her interested.
"That said, the Demon God's Blade has a more important role." Duanmu Wan'er smiled like a pretty little fox.
"Speaking."
"The Tomb of the Demon God."
Duanmu Wan'er lit a new incense in the copper beast incense burner, and then explained: "The Demon God's Blade is a saber of ceremonial nature, and it is also a personal item of the Demon God, and it is a credential for entering and exiting the Demon God's tomb."
"What's in the Demon God's Tomb?"
"This is not a secret that an ordinary small businessman like me can understand."
Duanmu Wan'er spread her hands, with a helpless smile on her face:
"Perhaps... It is also possible that the literal meaning is the same. What is hidden in the tomb of the demon god is the burial object and body of the demon god."
"Can gods die too?" Jiang Zirou's eyes were full of melancholy, her five senses were keen, and she vaguely heard the solid roar of giants stepping on the ground.
"The years are long, and God is eternal in our eyes, but who can say for sure among beings who are equal or stronger?"
Duanmu Wan'er looked at Jiang Zirou with longing on her face:
"I really envy you can learn..."
Most people are not talented in martial arts. The first step in martial arts practice is to exercise the body, and the second step is to refine Qi.
Not to mention the realm of masters and grand masters afterwards.
"But you look very young, but you have made it this far. You must have suffered a lot along the way."
Jiang Zirou really listened to the movement outside the window, but didn't answer.
Duanmu Wan'er sat in the carriage, talking to herself.
"I have suffered a lot..." Jiang Zirou thought of how hard he had to sign in every night in the early years. After thinking for a long time, he couldn't help raising his head, sighed, and said in a melancholy tone:
"Successful flower, people are only envious of her current brilliance! However, her buds were soaked in tears of struggle and sprinkled with blood rain of sacrifice."
Duanmu Wan'er's expression was suffocated, but in a short sentence, there was an emotion like a landslide and a tsunami.
There was a lot of admiration in the eyes that looked at Jiang Zirou.
"The girl must have suffered a lot to make it this far." She held Jiang Zirou's arm and said with a twinkle in the corner of her eyes, full of distress.
"The past is nothing to worry about!"
…
"Zha!"
In the valley, thunderous scolding sounds came from the mountain with a strong evil spirit.
The horses were frightened, and the originally well-ordered convoy couldn't help a riot.
Uncle Mo walked at the forefront of the line and waved his hand.
The huge convoy suddenly stopped slowly, and the players around the convoy pulled out their weapons one after another, raised their heads, looked against the light, and looked towards the place where the sound came from.
It seemed to be washed away by the sound wave.
The ubiquitous fog in the demon world slowly dissipated a little, revealing the figure within.
With a burly figure, a thin head, and fierce eyes, a three-meter-long Jiedao in his hand, just a huge monster-like body is enough to make anyone who sees it feel terrified.
Not to mention, the visitor is also famously fierce.
The precept-breaking monk Chula (Chula) is also a well-known strong man in Kuyun City.
Although it is a human being, it is much more vicious than a true demon. There are few opponents in the semi-holy realm in terms of combat power.
"Hahaha, it turned out to be the team of Duanmu's family. I heard that the lady of your family is beautiful and beautiful. She is a rare beauty. I wonder if she is in this team?"
"Miss is naturally not in the convoy."
Uncle Mo squinted his eyes and looked at the machete in Monk Chu La's hand, but he couldn't help but feel a little apprehensive.
In line with the idea of calming down.
"We know the rules and are willing to leave you one-fifth of the goods or the corresponding money, but if you insist on fighting to the death, we are not afraid of you!"
Speaking of which, the guards behind him all took a step forward, with an imposing manner.
"Hey, one-fifth of the goods, if it was in the past, it would be fine, but not today!"
The lama monk was about 2.5 meters tall, extremely large by human standards, and he was walking down the hillside, faster and faster.
till the end.
"Boom!"
His body turned into an afterimage, and a faint cloud ring appeared behind him.
Only the ferocious roar of wild animals echoed in the valley.
"I've already smelled the girl's sweet smell, you people still want to lie to me, go to hell with me!"