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The consequences described by the Lord of Purgatory were so horrifying that even though she had practiced for two thousand years and had extraordinary concentration, her heart still sank when she thought of the consequences.
Not to mention her, Mo Tingmei and Yuchi Jialiang both felt a chill down their spines and shivered unconsciously when they heard about the effect of "** incense".
"Despicable and shameless!" Mo Tingmei was so angry that her whole body began to tremble. "They can't win head-on, so they do tricks behind the scenes. The demons are really insidious and cunning!"
"Hahahaha~ We in the Purgatory Demon Clan have an old saying, 'The enemy's curse is the best compliment to us.' Go ahead and curse~ Keep cursing~ The more harshly you curse, the happier I will be."
The Lord of Purgatory laughed loudly, his laughter was full of arrogance and complacency.
Mo Tingmei was so angry at him that her eyes turned red and she almost cried.
Seeing this, Yuchi Jialiang's eyes flashed with a trace of struggle. He couldn't help but ask the Lord of Purgatory carefully: "My Lord, is there no antidote for this '** incense'?"
"Antidote? Of course there is." The Lord of Purgatory laughed, "Unfortunately, I don't have it. Xianmiao Palace may have it, or may not, but they definitely can't wait."
As he spoke, he suddenly glanced at Yuchi Jialiang with a dangerous look in his eyes: "Why, do you want to plead for them again?"
Yuchi Jialiang felt a chill in his heart and quickly lowered his head: "I dare not."
"Hmph~ I don't think you dare." The Demon Lord snorted coldly, "If you want to accomplish great things, you can't be too soft-hearted. In view of your meritorious service in removing the seal, this Demon Lord will give you a chance to make meritorious service. You, go over and capture both of them for me."
"Yes, Master."
Yuchi Jialiang felt reluctant, but he did not have the courage to resist the Lord of Purgatory, so he had to grit his teeth and agree. He knew in his heart that from the moment he broke the seal, he had no way out.
"Yuchi Jialiang, you dare?!" Mo Tingmei was angry and anxious, "If you dare to touch us, I will fight you!"
As she spoke, she raised the eight-sided plum blossom golden hammer and stood in front of Fairy Yaoyue, trying to stop Yuchi Jialiang with her own flesh and blood.
However, no matter how powerful her aura was or how harsh her words were, her pale face and shaky figure were not convincing at all.
Yuchi Jialiang paused, but still took out his purple short spear.
"Junior sister, I'm sorry~"
He dropped his eyes.
The vast magic power gathered on the short spear, and he raised his hand, and the purple short spear attacked Mo Tingmei. In an instant, a sharp wind whistled, and the sharp edge stimulated the skin on Mo Tingmei's cheeks to a slight pain.
Yuchi Jialiang did not hold back at all in this attack!
Mo Tingmei's eyes dimmed, and he picked up the magic hammer and prepared to fight.
However, at this moment, Fairy Yaoyue, who had been standing behind her, suddenly grabbed her arm and forcibly dragged her behind her. Then she waved her wide sleeves, and a vast amount of immortal energy suddenly swept out.
“Boom~!”
Before Yuchi Jialiang could react, he was knocked flying. He flew more than ten feet away before crashing heavily into the ruins behind him.
“Puff~~”
Yuchi Jialiang's whole body trembled and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
With a level difference of three levels, his internal organs were severely damaged with just one blow. The severe pain almost made him faint, and his body could not even move. Blood foam kept overflowing from the corners of his mouth, which looked shocking against his pale skin and twitching body.