Chapter 1111 It Seems that I Am Playing Dafa...
The orc saintess is very talented and accomplished in divination, but not many people know about it.
She took out a few special stones that were enriched with demonic energy from her body, and then kept swinging them on the table.
After a stick of incense, she looked a little solemn: "Those demon cultivators who supported the beast clan have been captured."
The eagle-headed commander and several orcs present were stunned: "What? Captured? How is it possible?"
The dark-type demon cultivator who came to support him was a well-known killing god in the demon domain. Unless he met someone with the cultivation level of Lingdi, he was captured without any movement.
"Can the saint tell who was captured by divination?" The eagle-headed man's face became more and more gloomy.
The saint shook her head: "The divination can't come out. There is a person with a very special fate among them. After the divination goes deep, it seems to be covered with a thin layer of mist, which prevents me from seeing behind."
Then she changed the subject and added: "But judging from the hexagrams, the final destination of the Holy Spirit Demon Cultivator should be with us."
"Does that mean he will escape back?" the eagle-headed commander pursed his lips and asked.
The saint's face was somewhat complicated and confused: "The hexagram shows that the star representing him has dimmed, and he must not live long."
"What?" The eagle-headed man and the others were even more astonished. They couldn't help but suspect that the saint's divination was in name only.
Before they could speak, the space outside the wooden house suddenly fluctuated, and they walked out quickly.
"No need to check, your reinforcements are here!" Yu Qingqian's clear voice echoed over the wooden house.
Immediately, Eagle Head and the others saw a dark and withered branch fall to the ground.
"This, this is the body of that spirit saint demon cultivator." A spirit saint of the beast clan couldn't help but exclaimed.
The eagle-headed man had already caught the remaining aura of the Holy Spirit from the dry branch. This method of death was obviously caused by people absorbing all the demon power and essence.
This fact also made the eagle-headed man unbearably alert and apprehensive.
He looked up at the ten people who appeared arrogantly in mid-air, "I always thought that this kind of thing of absorbing demon power and essence can only be done by evil cultivators of the Yinhun Temple, but I didn't expect you to be the same."
"We never kill innocent people, we only do this to those who covet us. If you don't believe me, you can try it."
Yu Qingqian hooked her lips, and said in a slightly regretful tone: "It's a pity that you are not from the dark department, otherwise you could barely get into Xiaotuoluo's mouth."
Although Feng Chen has a black mandala, a sharp weapon that can devour people's spiritual power and energy for cultivation, he never uses it on innocent people. Only enemies can taste that kind of taste.
Hearing Yu Qingqian's tone as if he was discussing what to eat today, the six leaders couldn't help but feel their scalps tingling.
Fortunately, they have completely dispelled their desire to covet the Nine-Colored Demon Lotus, otherwise, after the battle, they will become human beings...
"What a big tone, have you ever wondered if you can get out of here today?" The eagle-headed man sneered.
A burst of bright light suddenly exploded on his body, and then like a prairie fire, the bright light suddenly ignited all around, and a huge symbol was formed on the top of the mountain. It was obvious that the prohibition of planting patterns at the grand master level was activated.
Seeing the prohibition of planting patterns protruding from the top of the mountain, the faces of the six leaders changed one after another. They obviously did not expect the other party to have such precautions.
I couldn't help but smile wryly in my heart, this time killing chickens and monkeys seems to be playing a big game...