After hearing the news about his majesty, the old tree suddenly became happy and the leaves rustled.
Now that most of the matter has been resolved, Yun Qingyan does not intend to stay here. She just asked Emperor Jiuque to leave—
"Boom!" Suddenly, the entire light film shook.
The leaves of the old tree trembled wildly, "A high-level demon has broken in!"
Almost as soon as he said these words, several black shadows flew up in the air, each showing a triangle shape. Two of them attacked Emperor Jiuque, and the other one grabbed Yun Qingyan.
Di Jiuque frowned fiercely and struck the three of them with his killing move without mercy.
"Netherworld Shield!"
A huge black compass emerged with strange patterns on it. The compass rotated and actually absorbed Emperor Jiuque's attack!
At this moment, one of them was close to Yun Qingyan.
Yun Qingyan gathered the star energy in his hand and blasted it with a palm.
The palm seemed to have hit some extremely hard black stone. Not only did it not shock the person away, it actually hurt his own hand.
There was shock in her eyes, so strong!
Even after reaching the God-killing level, she couldn't feel the other person's cultivation base at all.
A cold blade was pressed against her neck, and Yun Qingyan was tightly restrained. At the same time, the two people who attacked Di Jiuque were easily swatted away.
But when he saw his companion being knocked away, the expression of the person who held Yun Qingyan hostage did not even change.
A pair of red blood eyes looked at Di Jiuque, "If you don't want her to die.
Give us the gun you bought at auction. "
Di Jiuque looked over, his handsome face tense and his thin lips pursed into a straight line.
There was a hideous scar on Wu Yan's handsome face, and his eyes were coldly staring at the man in front of him.
He had estimated this man's strength, and even he would definitely be defeated within a hundred moves.
If the robbery fails, we have to find another way.
The person in his hand seems to be a very important person to the other party. On this trip, they don't want to cause more trouble or fight with others, they just want to get back the master's gun. No matter what method is used, it is a good method to complete the task.
Di Jiuque barely hesitated, stretched out his right palm, and a war gun with red tassel appeared in his hand, "Here's the gun for you.
Put people down. "
Wu Yan was surprised, he didn't expect the other party to be so straightforward.
The person who was knocked away by Emperor Jiuque was standing behind him vomiting blood, showing a defensive posture.
"We just want guns.
Give us the spear of war, and we will return it to you safe and sound. "Wu Yan thought for a while and said.
As he spoke, he held Yun Qingyan in his arms and walked forward.
"Hey. If you threaten me, should you ask my opinion?"
Seeing Wu Yan about to get the gun, Yun Qingyan suddenly struck backwards with his elbow.
Impatientness flashed in Wu Yan's eyes, and just when he was about to use the dagger to signal the prisoner to be quiet, he saw a slender, white hand pressing the blade of the blade nonchalantly.
Di Jiuque's pupils narrowed into sharp points, "Yan'er!"
"You use this soft dagger to threaten me?" Yun Qingyan held the blade and looked at the demon man behind her in surprise, with doubts in her eyes.
She saw that the world-disaster dagger that could easily cut through domain lord-level masters was as soft as plasticine in her hand. She could flatten it and knead it, as if it was a fake dagger.
For a moment, the tense atmosphere turned awkward.
Wu Yan and the other two demon men stood there blankly, especially Wu Yan.
The seven demon kings each possess seven natal weapons, but most of them were destroyed tens of thousands of years ago, leaving only the lustful dagger of the King of Lust.
(End of chapter)