Chapter 132: The Senior Sister Kidnapped the Demon Lord 21

Ji Wuqing did not act rashly and looked at Mingnan inquiringly.

Mingnan really wanted to roll her eyes at them, but then she thought that rolling her eyes was a bargain for them, so she sneered, "If you don't want it, give it to me."

Hearing this, a male disciple appeared from behind Ji Wuqing and said loudly, "Grandmaster Sister, once you've said something, how can you go back on your word?"

As he spoke, he turned his head and looked at Ji Wuqing, as if thinking that with his master behind him, his master would not ignore him if he encountered danger, so he bravely stepped forward and pulled out the spiritual herb.

After getting the spiritual herb, he was stunned for a moment. The expected danger did not appear. Mingnan just stood not far away with his arms folded and looked at him expressionlessly.

The disciple was stunned for a moment, as if in a dream. Ruan Youming, Ji Wuqing and others behind him were also a little surprised.

Mingnan really didn't do anything?

Could it be that this magical herb is poisoned?

None of them moved for a while, and the wasteland was completely silent.

Mingnan ignored him. She glanced casually to the front and then quickly looked away.

"Master, I really got the spiritual herb!" The disciple was extremely excited and turned around to take credit. However, as soon as he moved, the ground suddenly shook violently.

The disciple's joyful expression froze on his face instantly. He stared at the ground in panic, "What the hell—"

"Boom——"

The originally flat ground suddenly broke into pieces, revealing a pitch-black abyss.

The disciple lost his balance and was about to fall into the ground. Ruan Youming quickly threw out a white silk to wrap around his waist and pulled him back.

The disciple was still in shock, tears streaming down his face. He looked at Ruan Youming gratefully, "Junior sister, I——"

"Is the spiritual grass okay?"

Ruan Youming snatched the spiritual herb from his hand, checked it and handed it to Ji Wuqing, "Master, here it is."

disciple:"……"

Ruan Youming realized later that his behavior seemed a bit ruthless, and asked his disciple hurriedly and concernedly: "Are you okay?"

The disciple said awkwardly, "Nothing."

He avoided Ruan Youming's hand and stood up by himself.

The others didn't notice the incident here, their eyes were all focused on the ground that suddenly cracked.

Dark demonic energy emanated from the cracks, bringing with it a rotten and foul smell that made people dizzy.

Ji Wuqing shouted, "Hold your breath, this smell is poisonous!"

The disciples then reacted and blocked their sense of smell.

Mingnan was suspended in mid-air, having long since escaped the range of the evil spirit. He was now staring at the abyss with a serious expression.

She was acutely aware of movement.

The vague sight before suddenly became clear.

The big devil has woken up.

As if to verify her guess, after a strong fishy wind, bursts of creepy laughter suddenly rang out from underground.

The laughter gradually rose from low to high, making people's ears hurt and their heads dizzy.

Even Mingnan was in a trance for a moment, and 205 screamed: [His laughter is also an attack, host, be careful! ]

Mingnan bit his tongue and suddenly woke up, his face becoming even gloomier.

The power of this great demon should not be underestimated. His demonic energy, smell, and laughter can all be transformed into attacks. How powerful is he?

No wonder the original owner wanted to seal him no matter what.

Whether it is the way of heaven or the human world, everything is about balance.

The three races, the demon race, the immortal cultivator world and the monster race, can now live in peace, all thanks to "balance".

Because all three parties have experts in charge and their strength is equal, no one can do anything to anyone else, so small frictions are constant but big frictions have never occurred.

But once the great demon awakens, the demon clan will become more powerful, and the current peaceful situation will turn to ashes in an instant.

Moreover, he has already given them so many warnings before they even met. If they really let him out, who knows how he will stir up trouble!

Mingnan made up his mind that he must seal him today at any cost.

Killing is impossible. At this level, the devil feeds on people's evil thoughts and desires. As long as there is a breath left, there is a chance of resurrection.

Moreover, as a check and balance on the immortal cultivation world and the demon race, the Heavenly Dao will also keep him.

Only under fear can there be peace.

"You are so brave that you dare to act so recklessly in my territory. I haven't seen you for three thousand years, but you so-called immortals are still as annoying as ever."

A majestic and thunderous sound resounded from the ground. The disciples with lower cultivation levels were caught off guard and screamed, causing their ears to bleed on the spot.

Mingnan reacted quickly and immediately used his spiritual power to protect his ears and eyes.

She looked at the group of bewildered disciples and couldn't help rolling her eyes. "What are you still standing there for? Are you here to be a hindrance to the devil? Get out of here!"

If a real fight breaks out, people within hundreds of miles will suffer. Who will have the time to care about these idiots?

The disciples seemed to have just reacted and looked at Ji Wuqing hesitantly, "No, we must stand together with our Master!"

Mingnan sneered, "Whatever."

Those who seek death are not within her reach to save.

She pulled out her long whip, stood on guard, stared at the abyss, and shouted, "Who are you?"

The original owner of the previous life was already injured and on the verge of going insane. He was defeated by the demon in just a few moves, so naturally he didn't know his identity.

Now hearing him call himself the real deity and saying that he had been sleeping for three thousand years, Mingnan suspected that he was most likely the only demon lord in the history of the demon clan who almost became a god by killing.

Ji Wuqing's face was also tense. He waved his hand and said, "You take Youming away. The farther the better. Quickly! Then send a message to the sect master and tell him that a great demon has appeared in the world and a catastrophe is coming. Quickly contact people from other sects to seal the great demon together!"

"No, I won't leave. It's too dangerous for you to go alone, Master!" Ruan Youming broke free from his disciple's hand and tried to run over, but Ji Wuqing pushed him away with a backhand.

This palm strike did not hurt her, but it made her unable to move and she had to retreat.

“Master——”

Seeing that the two were about to act out another tragic drama of life and death, Mingnan whipped them all away in disgust.

"Noisy."

"Have you any sense? It's already this hour. What can you do by staying here? Don't think you are such a big deal, okay? With your limited skills, you are just itching to be touched. Don't come out and embarrass yourself. Get out of here!"

205 couldn't help but say: [What a curse! I hate idiots who hesitate and can't understand the situation at these critical moments. ]

Mingnan whipped the man so hard that he rolled on the ground several times.

The disciples got up covered in dust and wanted to retort, but then they realized that they couldn't even beat Senior Sister Mingnan, so there seemed to be no point in staying.

"I am useless, but I cannot watch Master die alone, Master—"

Ruan Youming climbed up and tried to climb up, but the disciples quickly held her down and forcibly pulled her away.

The wind was howling, and Mingnan's ears suddenly became much quieter.

Ji Wuqing looked at her, and after a short moment, the two reached a consensus and looked towards the abyss together.