Seven Hundred and Thirtieth Chapters

Chapter 735 of Dragon Shepherd Text Volume

Back in the village, the villagers quickly surrounded him.

At this moment, they were not so kind-hearted, and each of them had a bit of resentment.

"Why didn't you kill the demon god? We took out the only remaining Lingmi. If you delay any longer, you won't be able to kill it!" Huang Chi said with some dissatisfaction.

"Why didn't you tell me that my cultivation would drop?" Zhu Minglang asked.

"This..." Old man Huang Chi's expression stiffened a little, and he hurriedly explained, "I'm afraid that you will lose the courage to kill the demon god if you find out about it. After you kill it, you will get the demon god orb, and your cultivation base will be great." Diligence, and we can not be harassed and persecuted by it, which is beneficial to everyone."

"I know how to pass it. Its cultivation level is higher than what you said. I can only fight with it. You still have Lingmi. As long as you can guarantee that my cultivation level will not drop, I will kill it tonight!" Zhu Minglang said.

"We don't have enough food for ourselves." Old man Huang Chi obviously hesitated.

"Then there's nothing I can do. I can't spend the night here again. If you can't provide me with Lingmi, I'll have to go on the road to find the spirit book." Zhu Minglang said.

Old man Huang Chi frowned.

He did not expect that Zhu Minglang had mastered the important laws of Longmen in such a short period of time. Not every village would have God's Chosen passing by. If Zhu Minglang didn't help them, they might have to wait longer. Whether it is safe or not is hard to say.

"Okay, but this is really the last bit of us left. You have to kill it tonight anyway. It has occupied the land with the most abundant spiritual resources, and we can't cultivate it at all." Huang Chi said. .

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After eating a full stomach, Zhu Minglang felt that his fugue body was a little richer.

Zhu Minglang didn't believe in the only remaining Lingmi. The Cuitong demon god also said that they had rice warehouses, and there was a lot of them.

So Zhu Minglang played both soft and hard ways, and finally reached an agreement.

The villagers provided him with spiritual rice for seven days to ensure that his cultivation would not decline for seven days, and he went to kill the demon god tonight. The demon god beads belonged to Zhu Minglang, and the spiritual forest occupied by the demon god belonged to the villagers.

The night came quickly, and Zhu Minglang set off for the Demon God Forest once again after he was full.

On the way, Zhu Minglang tried to feed these spirit rice to Xiaobaiqi, and found that they could be used as dragon food to fill the belly of Xiaobaiqi, the dragon god.

However, Zhu Minglang's Lingmi who maintained his cultivation for five days was nothing more than a meal for Bai Qi.

"It's not bad. This way, Xiaobaiqi can at least come out to fight once. As a dragon with six characters, it often leapfrogs challenges, so it's not a big deal for fellow practitioners."

Back in the woods, the demon god appeared soon.

It stared at Zhu Minglang, and its attitude was not as gentle as before.

"Have you thought of a way to lift the seal?" Cuitong demon god asked.

"No, I decided to kill you in the end. You can give me the Demon God Orb, and I can spare your life." Zhu Minglang said.

"Hahahaha, spare my life, have you ever wondered why I can maintain such a high level of cultivation, isn't it because the villagers reached an agreement with me, they tricked the chosen one to come over, I killed them, and took the spirit book , and then use their blood to nourish this piece of forest soil, so that they can grow spiritual rice. Now they find that my cultivation base has declined and I am in a half-dead state. They don't want to continue to cooperate with me, so they ask you to kill me. You really dare to come and kill me, bah, and tell me you are a good cultivator, shameless!" Cuitong demon god scolded.

Shanxiu is such a black man? ?

"So you choose to fight me, or hand over the demon orb?" Zhu Minglang said.

Why make your own choice.

The initiative is in their own hands, and they should be allowed to make choices.

Anyway, the people are not good people, and the demons are not good demons.

"I've had enough of this kind of life. It's just because of one greed that I ended up like this. Let me see what skills you have!" The Cuitong demon didn't say any more, and rushed towards Zhu Minglang.

In the process of it swooping, its figure suddenly turned into thousands of paths, Zhu Minglang only felt that he was surrounded by a large group of demon gods, and the dense claws attacked him, wanting to tear himself into pieces!

"Sword Spirit Dragon!"

Zhu Minglang was fearless in the face of danger, with a sound of the sword, the sword spirit dragon turned into a red light and suddenly lifted into the sky.

Above Zhu Minglang, the Sword Spirit Dragon also transformed into thousands of sword lights in an instant, forming a rain of swords all over the sky, nailing down towards the ground of the forest! !

Those demon shadows were killed by Yujian and disappeared quickly.

A radius of ten li was full of holes, the trees were cut into pieces, and it was a mess. At the same time, Zhu Minglang stretched out a hand, holding the Divine Blood Sword that fell on his palm, and the jade blood inscriptions were brilliant and dazzling, turning into one after another. Eye-catching and gorgeous sword patterns spread all over Zhu Minglang's body like divine veins, and hundreds of sword souls in Jianlinglongjian's body turned into exquisite and luxurious armor, covering Zhu Minglang's whole body!

"What a sword cultivator full of nonsense, if you are good at cultivating, this demon god is a vegetarian!" Cuitong demon god cursed, and it backed away to avoid the sword rain.

Its unique eyes turned, and then it raised its claws and slapped towards the sky.

Soon, emerald green paw prints fell down one after another, one paw could crush a forest and flatten a mountain!

Zhu Minglang drew a red sword ring, and the sword ring swung around, dissolving all the paw prints falling towards him.

He didn't retreat, but went straight forward, and every time the paw print hit him, he drew the ring sword and shook it away.

Soon, Zhu Minglang approached the green-eyed demon god while defending. Terrible blood spurs suddenly grew out of the green-eyed demon god's chest. These chest spurs bloomed like roses, but full of murderous intent, Zhu Minglang still did not back away.

Go ahead!

There is this kind of swordsmanship in the War Sword School, relying on constantly approaching and attacking the enemy to improve one's sword state.

To deal with this half-falling demon god, it is necessary to be serious, taking advantage of its illness to kill it, God knows what weird means it will have to entangle itself with it if we drag the battle with it!

"Aren't you going to retreat??" Cuitong Yaoshen said in surprise.

"When I hold a sword, I am not afraid of anything!" Zhu Minglang suddenly drew out his sword. The power of the sword was extremely domineering, like a stormy sea. It doesn't matter whether he can kill this demon god, but at least he can completely overwhelm it in terms of momentum! !

Barefoot is not afraid of wearing shoes!

When Zhu Minglang held the sword, his whole aura changed. He was fierce and wild. He never gave his opponent too many choices.

Either you die, or you die!

Those bony spurs were directly chopped into pieces by Zhu Minglang, and the broken bones splashed and pierced into Zhu Minglang's body, causing a lot of blood, but Zhu Minglang still moved forward in this situation!

Indomitable, boldness increased!