Chapter 489 Death of King Jin Ding
"Ha ha ha ha!"
King Jin Ding laughed loudly and said, "It seems that you, little demon, really don't know your own weight!"
As he spoke, he held up the small golden tripod in his hand, his eyes gleaming with murderous intent.
But just when he was about to do something, suddenly several figures fell from the sky. For a moment, the person who was surrounded was no longer the soup dumpling, but King Jinding himself.
What’s even more hateful is that those human cultivators who surrounded him each carried a magic weapon exactly the same as the one used by that little demon!
Since when did magical weapons above the Mystical Level become so common?!
King Jin Ding was horrified, but did not dare to move - facing one such magic weapon, he was confident that he could avoid it, but facing five such magic weapons, he felt that he had no chance of winning!
More importantly, those human cultivators did not use their magic weapons immediately, which meant that they might have something to ask for!
And I may very likely survive because of this!
However, what puzzled him even more was why this little demon would mingle with human cultivators! ?
King Jin Ding was confused and asked immediately: "As a demon, why did you mix with those humans and kill your own people? "
"Who says you are one of us?"
Guan Tang Bao pulled off the ear on his head, rolled his eyes contemptuously, and said, "Things change, villains die because they talk too much, don't you understand?"
King Jinding suddenly realized what was going on when he saw this. He remembered that an hour ago, Master Xuanyang went around demanding punishments and asked all the demon cultivators to hand over all the humans they had abducted from outside. Even his human flesh shop had been turned over several times. He thought that someone had abducted people that should not have been abducted and caused trouble, but he didn't expect that it was the human cultivators who suddenly attacked!
No wonder so many human monks flew down from the sky just now!
No wonder those human cultivators who are only at the foundation-building and golden elixir stages dare to break into the human sacrifice workshop!
If every human cultivator has such a magic weapon, even if they are just building their foundation, they should not be underestimated!
King Jin Ding's mind turned several times, but his face showed no sign of it. He just asked solemnly, "My Duguang Kingdom and your human race have always kept to themselves. Why are you suddenly attacking me today?"
"Come on, forget it. The King of Guang clearly forbids the establishment of human sacrifice workshops! You are doing something illegal and you still have the nerve to ask!"
Guan Tang Bao, who had already been briefed by his own team leader Nietzsche on the background of this limited-time battlefield, rolled his eyes, waved his hand very proudly, and shouted: "Sisters! Blast him!"
Jie Ran hesitated a little, tilted his head, pointed at the "cage" in the distance, and asked, "Well, why don't you ask how to open it first?"
The soup dumpling yelled, "Who cares? Kill him first!"
While Guan Tangbao was speaking, King Jinding was not stupid either. He immediately summoned a yellow gust of wind and flew into the sky at the fastest speed.
Jieran reacted very quickly. When he saw the figure of King Jinding flying into the sky, he immediately chased after him and fired at him with his lightning rifle which was already filled with spirit stones.
As a member of the project team who has undergone long-term training, although Jieran's accuracy is not as good as those professionals in the neighboring I Love Farming Society, it is much better than ordinary players. His bombs hit the yellow figure that is getting farther and farther away one after another.
When the first two bombs hit him, King Jin Ding's figure just swayed in the air, but as his escape speed slowed down and more and more bombs hit him, King Jin Ding finally couldn't hold on and fell straight down from the sky.
Jieran chased after it quickly, and after searching for several rounds, he finally saw a large brown rat crawling around in a relatively open area. The ground was covered with blood, and a small golden tripod had fallen to one side.
It turns out that the Golden Tripod King is actually a rat spirit!
"You, you shouldn't, you shouldn't, chase after me!"
King Jin Ding's belly rose and fell as if he was breathing heavily. His voice was filled with hatred, but also with inexplicable pride.
"I, I used to serve the Shejun Earth Immortal. How could I have no skills and only know how to run for my life?"
As King Jin Ding spoke, a strange and crazy laugh appeared on his pointed and monkey-faced rat face.
"The human race is so fragile. As long as they get touched by the stuff on me, they will get sick and die in droves!"
King Jin Ding was still chattering, shouting at the expressionless Jie Ran: "You, go die too! This thing I released! Even if a human cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage is infected, he won't survive for more than an hour! Hahahaha! Even though I'm going to die soon, you can't live either! Hahahaha——"
After laughing a few times, King Jin Ding died. No one knew whether he died because of some means he used to exhaust his life force, or simply because of excessive blood loss. In addition, the wounds caused by the lightning rifle could not be easily treated or healed.
Jieran, on the other hand, looked at the status bar where a debuff suddenly appeared.
[Fatal Plague]: [It is not just a plague, but a curse that cannot be cured. The patient will continue to lose blood until death.]
He was silent for a moment.
It is indeed difficult to deal with, it cannot be dispelled, and there is no targeted medicine - this kind of buff is the first time he has seen it!
So, Jie Ran typed in the team channel: "The boss is dead. I've been infected with an unremovable debuff. I'm going to commit suicide and return to the city. You guys can handle the rest!"
As soon as he released it, he immediately flew up into the air, then fell to his death with a bang. The whole process was very skillful, and it also startled the two demon cultivators who were hiding nearby and whom he had not noticed.
The one that has not yet transformed into a human form is a yellow-feathered bird demon, a small ball, only the size of a fist.
It jumped from the acromion of the left shoulder blade of a skeleton to the right side and said cautiously: "Chiu! Master, they, they are so scary!"
"Hehe, they are all bad people anyway, so it's better if they all die!"
The skeleton is the skeleton of a dead human monk. After being immersed in resentment and demonic power for many years, it has become a "monster". Strictly speaking, it is not a monster, and of course not a human. It can only be barely classified as a "monster".
As a monster that has been hiding from people by pretending to be dead, it has no good feelings towards human cultivators and demon cultivators - with the exception of the bird demon it adopted, which was so disgusted by the scene of the fight between human cultivators and demon cultivators just now.
The upper and lower jaws of the skeleton were clacking back and forth, and a small puff of black smoke came out. A strange voice was heard along with the black smoke: "Let's take a detour and don't go this way. When they are fighting each other, we can take the opportunity to find a way out!"
"Can you get out? Didn't you try last time, Master? Your arm was broken!"
"It will work this time! I see a big hole in the sky!"
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