The two demons were somewhat surprised: "This woman's cultivation is so much lower than ours, yet her skills are truly amazing."
"Stop talking nonsense, take it down first." Mogard scolded, daring to anger the young lady. If he weren't seriously injured, he probably would have taken action himself long ago.
Soon, several other demons attacked as well. Yun Yuqing, Jiang Luofu, and Suolunshi hurriedly went to meet them, but their cultivation was much lower than that of these demons, and they soon found themselves in grave danger.
Just then, a cold, delicate voice rang out: "Lin, Bing, Dou, Zhe, Jie, Zhen, Lie, Qian, Xing, Long, heed my command!"
A high-pitched dragon roar resounded, and a giant dragon phantom appeared out of thin air in the temple, forcing the many demons away.
The demons looked at Jing Teng with suspicion and uncertainty, wondering why they had just felt fear, as if it were a deep-seated terror.
"Thank you, Miss Jing." Pei Mianman hurriedly thanked her.
Jing Teng raised an eyebrow slightly: "What, I saved your lives, and you won't even call me 'sister'?"
Pei Mianman smiled slightly and said, "You are our elder. If you want us to call you 'elder sister,' then we can call you 'elder sister' from now on."
The implication is clear: if it's because of age, then calling someone "sister" is acceptable; but if it carries any other connotation, then we politely decline.
Jing Teng: "..."
This woman is truly a wolf in sheep's clothing. If it weren't for Ah Zu's request to protect you, I would have loved to hang her up and beat her.
She snorted to express her dissatisfaction before saying, "The fighting is so intense up there, what's the point of us having our little squabbles here? Once they've decided the winner, you'll naturally know the truth."
Salami's expression shifted between light and dark; no matter which side won, it wouldn't be good news for her.
But now both Morgad and she are seriously injured and have little fighting ability. With only their subordinates, they can't do anything to those women in a short time. If that imposter comes down to rescue us, we're probably doomed.
And isn't this indirectly helping the Demon Lord achieve his goals?
Her gaze flickered, finally settling on the elders of the True Demon Sect. At present, it seemed that only they, who shared the same plight, were potential targets for recruitment.
At this moment, the surrounding clouds in the sky had already been dispersed by the aftershocks of the battle.
The Demon Lord glanced at the wound on his chest, then stared intently at the figure opposite him: "I know who you are, the Regent of this world!"
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