After they hid well, they found that it was actually two eighth-level monsters discussing how to attack the city. The eighth level has already become a demon cultivator, with a human body, except that the character is still murderous, the color of the outer fur is different, and the rest is almost the same as a human.
The two of them were just chatting in idleness, assuming that they could fully understand the movement around them by their own abilities, so they walked in the woods swaggeringly, without any cover.
"I heard that that person is back."
He said a name as if in a coded language, and one person immediately understood, "What is he doing back, he only has half blood, is he still trying to inherit the throne?"
"That being said, this man has become more and more powerful in recent decades. Although he is only half-blooded, he is far superior to the rest of His Highness when he becomes an adult. No one in the king's capital regards him as a threat and wants to get rid of him. , This time is even more frightening, I heard... the demon pill of the previous king was absorbed by him."
Another exclaimed immediately, "What!? Isn't the demon pill always passed on to the new demon king, so that he can inherit the power?!"
"That's true, but there are implicit regulations in it. If the new king can't even protect the demon core and is taken away by others, it can only be said that he is not capable enough to retaliate. Such things have only been heard since ancient times. I've never heard of it, but now that this happened, it is a great shame for the new king, even if he takes revenge, he will lose face."
"Isn't the capital going to be in chaos again?"
"It's hard to say, but the new king did withdraw some of his troops to return to help, so he let us bluff at the border, so as not to be known by the group of human monks, and it will be difficult to fight in next time."
With the key word "half blood", Wen Ying immediately guessed that the person they were talking about was probably Feng Li.
The inner alchemy of monsters is of great benefit to both human monks and monsters themselves. The difference between humans and monsters is that humans will not devour their own kind, but the law of the jungle runs through monsters. It is an unwritten rule to increase the internal alchemy of the loser, and they will not feel unbearable, everything is taken for granted, and it is innate.
That's why Shijiu appears to be so comfortable when he comes here, even better than the "teaching environment" she deliberately created for him, because they belong here by nature.
Feng Li eats the demon king's inner alchemy, not only will his level increase, but also the power of his blood will be stimulated. Although he is alone in the capital, it becomes very easy to escape in the Nascent Soul stage. Will really die, she is not very worried.
She just remembered that this shouldn't have happened in the first place, but this time he seems to have been stimulated by something...
She pulled her attention away from Feng Li and listened to what the two demon cultivators said. They would lead the army to interfere with their sight when part of the monster army was withdrawing, which meant that there was danger in the border town right now. The eighth level is equivalent to the early stage of the Nascent Soul, but the monsters have always been stronger than the human monks of the same level. If there is only one person, this time two are dispatched, and the city may not be able to cope with the hasty preparations.
Wen Ying pondered for a moment, and sent a message talisman to the city. She kept the message talisman of Yuxiaomen all the time, and she didn't care what the other side thought.
Although there was a warning in advance, Wen Ying was still not optimistic about the protective measures in the city. Even if the Nascent Soul Stage in the city could block the eighth-order monsters and be able to fight, the disciples below would suffer. What's more, it is impossible for these two people to go alone, there must be an army of monsters under their orders to take the opportunity to attack the city gate.
Nineteen seemed to know what Wen Ying was thinking, he leaned forward, ready to go, and was about to rush out when she opened her mouth, but was stopped by Wen Ying. She laughed, "You can't do it now."
The little lion dug the soil on the ground, and seemed a little displeased with her words.
Wen Ying shook her head with a smile. He could easily kill an ordinary fifth-level monster, and the sixth-level monster was not impossible, but the eighth-level and other levels were too different. His blood was aroused, but she couldn't let him go.
"Little Ding." She called softly.
A cloud of empty white floated out, and the small tripod stood squarely, the copper rings on both sides of the "little ears" stood up, solemnly said: "Standby!"
Wen Ying smiled and clicked on it, her spiritual consciousness was always watching the two of them, waiting for one of them to place an order before she could do it. It's not that the two can't be killed, but being too prominent may not be a good thing, and it will take a lot of effort.
She has a strong spiritual sense, and usually only pretends to be at the level of the Nascent Soul stage, so the monsters of the same level are not aware of it.
There will be an opportunity soon, one of them seems to be going to investigate the situation in the city, and the other is going back to the camp. Wen Ying waited for the two of them to separate for a while before making a move with lightning speed!
As soon as it came up, it was the trump card move, the small tripod's body flew into the air and spun backwards, and the flames in the tripod flowed like magma.
When the demon cultivator hastily raised his head, he was completely submerged in the flames!
Over there, Liu Xu received the message talisman and only received a letter from the teacher at that time. After opening it, she found out that it was a reminder from Wen Ying.
She knew that the matter was of great importance, so she dared not hide it, so she reported the news to her uncle and ancestors, and at the same time, she was secretly surprised that the message talisman was not uncommon, but how could this female demon cultivator have their message talisman from Yuxiaomen
Even if you are old with the sect, it’s not that you can’t buy these in Fangshi on weekdays. If you have a mark like this, no matter how good the relationship is, you won’t hand it over to outsiders. Is it true that, as the people in the camp said, the master’s sect and the magic way? deal...
Liu Xu shook her head, after this monster chaos, the boundary between righteousness and evil in her heart was also blurred. If there are demon cultivators who save people, and there are people who bully and kill their companions in the righteous way, is it really the demons, is it really so important
The people in the city learned that two eighth-level monsters were about to attack the city, and they were all ready to prepare. Unexpectedly, when the dark clouds rolled over, only one figure appeared.
Daoist Yuanying of Yuxiaomen got ridiculed and got the information wrong, so he couldn't bear face, so he called Liu Xu and asked, "Is it because Fairy Zhen made a mistake?"
"The breath of the eighth-rank monster is hard to distinguish, maybe one of them improvised..."
While he was talking, the figure of the demon cultivator appeared and disappeared in the dense black cloud, his face was filled with anger like a dark cloud, extremely gloomy, and he asked who killed his friend and asked someone to come out!
Daoist Yuan Ying and Liu Xu looked at each other, and realized in their hearts, that Fairy Zhen killed the eighth-level monster by herself? !
At this moment, Ding Jieyi was also present. She had already accepted the order of the master and rushed to the battlefield of the battle of monsters. For her, killing and blood baptism were also the best experience, which made her more determined and determined in her heart. Forgot about the pimple of advancing too fast for the female witch, and instead entered the middle stage of alchemy in one fell swoop.
The man in the space has a cloudy personality, good temper and bad temper. Recently, because Ding Jieyi's progress is too slow, he has a little dislike for her roots. His aptitude was not bad back then, and he really has no patience to teach these five spirit roots. But he has a very thorough grasp of the world's affairs, and when he saw the monster cultivator like this, his mood suddenly became clear, "This person is bluffing, and the army of monster beasts may be about to withdraw."
"So, the battle is coming to an end?" Ding Jieyi asked.
"End? How is it possible? Not only will it not end, but it will become more intense." He sneered, "Wars have always been like this. One side advances and the other retreats. Don't think that human monks are good people. No matter which side wins, they will be insatiable. , want to go further."
Ding Jieyi was not surprised when she heard the words, she knew very well that human nature is bad, that's why she has an indifferent attitude towards the world and only seeks for herself.
The man said: "Alright, in the past I was worried about you entering the place where the monsters are alone, but now, taking advantage of the chaos of war, there are several secret places you can go to. Human monks will be raised for a hundred years, unlike monsters that have just activated If you are lucky enough to enter the hinterland of monsters and beasts, there is one thing that is beneficial to my space, and it will also be of great benefit to you, so go and get it."
On the other side, Wen Ying was fighting against the same level, but there was no stagnation or bitterness in her hands. Her movements were smooth and flowing, and she blasted down several killing moves in a row, killing the monster without giving it time to react. If anyone sees it, their jaws will drop in shock, and they will never say that people of the same level are not as strong as monsters.
The battle of Yuanying and other ranks left a terrible atmosphere here, making ordinary monsters tremble and dare not come if they approached. But the goal was too obvious, she was worried that another demon cultivator would be attracted, so she snatched food from Xiaoding, saved some of the monster's skin and bones, and took them away.
She gave Xiao Ding the rest of the skeletons of monsters that had been transformed into their original forms, while Nei Dan threw them to Shijiu.
Shijiu swallowed it in one gulp, but was taken aback by the exploding spiritual power. If it was an ordinary monster, it would have exploded and died long ago. Fortunately, his special blood has suppressed the spiritual violence of the demon core. But such an impact would still make him feel uncomfortable. He planed and rolled violently, with a pained look on his face.
"nineteen?"
Only then did Wen Ying figure out the key, and she felt sorry and gave him a supplementary elixir. The operation of the spiritual power of a monster is different from that of ordinary people. Although she has transformed into a spirit snake, it is completely different from that of a lion, so she dare not easily guide his spiritual power.
It is thought that the power of the demon pill is too great, after a day and a night it does not appear to be refined, but there is no tendency to deteriorate, and the pain on the nineteenth face is gradually weakening.
Seeing this, Wen Ying closed her eyes and took a nap. After all, she fought with her peers, and the consumption of energy and spiritual power was not comparable to that of other monsters.
When she opened her eyes and woke up, she habitually reached out to touch it, but when she reached out, it was empty.
She immediately turned her head to look, and suddenly found that the little lion next to her was gone!
But soon, a familiar breath came from the forest, and the leaves were whirling. She breathed a sigh of relief, "Why are you running around, I..." Before she could speak, she suddenly stopped in her throat.
It was not her fluffy little lion, but a fair-skinned young man who appeared from the treetops in front of him. He was wearing an ill-fitting robe with the collarbone open, and his eyes were immature, showing joy when he looked at her. Affection.
He rushed over and hugged Wen Ying, and surrounded her with a refreshing breath, "Sakura, I'm in the shape of a flower..." He still couldn't speak clearly.
As he said that, he lowered his head and trembled his still ears, as if he was waiting for her to touch her and accept her encouragement and praise.
small theater:
Feng Li: ... I will also do this move.
Wen Ying: (smiling) How can the old uncle and the beautiful boy be the same.
Sealed off: ...
Xiao Ding: Hey, what is that shiny thing on the ground, it looks very rare (ready to take it away)
Feng Li: It's my broken heart.
Xiao Ding: Oh, it’s worthless, so I don’t want it.