Seeing her skillful stepping on people, Meng Liu suppressed his anger of being deceived, his eyes were slightly cold, and he looked straight at Ye Qiao, "Changming Sect Ye Qiao, seeing is believing."
He narrowed his eyes, turned Bu Jianjun in his hand, and his voice was full of sarcastic mockery.
All he knew about Ye Qiao was his name.
Meng Liu had just taken office not long ago, and he had never read any of the information from these disciples. He knew her name simply because she was famous.
Ye Qinghan and Ye Qiao are two people with the surname Ye, and almost all the demon cultivators in the demon clan have heard of them.
Every demon tribe hated her to the core. Meng Liu had never been involved in the conflict between the two tribes. Before he was chosen as this lousy young master, he was still a small shrimp in the demon tribe who was happy to fish.
Meng Liu pursed his lips and glanced at her several times with some annoyance. Moreover, if he made a deal with the righteous, it would be fine if it succeeded. But if it failed, he must cut off all ties as soon as possible, otherwise he would be the first to die when the Demon Lord came to settle the score.
Mingxuan was responsible for stepping on the center of the formation that had been set up in advance. Seeing the demon cultivators swarming over, he stepped aside and activated the formation.
As long as they start to fight, they will inevitably be exposed the moment their spiritual energy is released. They can only hurry up and make a quick decision. Pick the half-immortal flower before other powerful demons arrive. Looking at the towering tree that is more than ten feet high, Xue Yu raised his voice and asked, "Who will pick it?"
"Me and him." Ye Qiao forcefully pulled Meng Liu back who was trying to distance himself from her. Want to stay out of it? That's wishful thinking.
"Let's go pick them together."
Ming Xuan caught a glimpse of Meng Liu's gloomy face and smiled: "Okay, I'll be watching over you guys down there."
Meng Liu, who was forced to go up and pick flowers, came close to her and whispered with gritted teeth: "Thank you so much." It goes without saying that the most dangerous place is the tree. In just a few minutes, dozens of demon cultivators have scrambled to climb up.
The demon cultivator who was climbing the fastest was still interfering with the people below, trying to push them down.
Ye Qiao kindly pushed him away: "You're welcome."
As they were talking, several evil spirits accompanied by dark underworld fire flew towards them. The underworld fire ignited immediately. Ordinary water was useless in extinguishing something like spiritual fire. Ye Qiao was hit unlucky. When the fire began to spread, Ming Xuan was quick-witted and made a few water balls to throw at them, cooling them thoroughly.
The cold water suddenly made her eyes clearer. Ye Qiao shook off the water on her body, fixed her eyes on the demons that were attacking her, drew her sword and rushed directly into the group of demons.
The sword energy swept across the sky, bringing up an invisible wind. Some people didn't even realize the danger before their throats were cut silently by a sword move.
Ye Qiao's speed was neither faster nor slower than Zhou Xingyun and Meng Liu. This was unavoidable. When the eldest senior brother became famous at a young age, it was definitely not possible that he was not stained with blood. Meng Liu grew up directly among the demons. The two of them moved lightly and shuttled through the demon group as if they were in an empty space.
At this moment, the God of Transformation slapped down with his palm, bringing with him an unstoppable gust of wind. Meng Liu frowned slightly and was ready to resist with his sword. Ye Qiao turned around and the alchemy furnace fell into her palm. Several people immediately hid behind her.
Meng Liu didn't understand why they were all hiding behind Ye Qiao like an eagle catching chicks. He was a step slow and was easily pulled into the team by Ming Xuan.
Meng Liu: “…”
What? Standing in a row so they can be wiped out?
Ye Qiao aimed at the position to be attacked, and the Red Lotus Cauldron in his palm suddenly grew larger. He pushed it forward and the bombing-like attack fell in front of him and hit the outer wall of the heavy furnace, leaving only a dull sound, and then it disappeared silently.
Although the palm of Huashen is powerful, it cannot break a spiritual weapon in one blow.
To be honest, Xue Yu almost forgot that Ye Qiao had this spiritual weapon.
Ye Qiao has three spiritual weapons.
Spiritual weapons also have different strengths. Compared with other spiritual weapons with great lethality, the Red Lotus Cauldron seems somewhat inconspicuous.
"Is that an alchemy furnace in Ye Qiao's hand?" Meng Liu asked in a low voice. Can the alchemy furnace, which is the treasure of alchemy practitioners, be used to block attacks?
Xue Yu was not surprised and hummed, and even asked back: "What's wrong?"
Meng Liu chose to stay away from them with a complicated expression.
He focused his attention on the battle situation in front of him. Countless attacks were intertwined, and the demon cultivator who climbed up the highest suffered the most unknown attacks. It can be said that the first one to climb up was undoubtedly a sitting duck.
After these monks attacked, the scene became even more chaotic. Some demons who hated Ye Qiao did not even bother to snatch the flowers, and attacked her one after another. Every move was fatal. Meng Liu was still hesitant at first whether to help her, but later found that she was at ease, so he didn't care.
Five against one and they are still being fooled. It turns out that the people in the demon clan are all trash. He sighed in his heart, grasped the spirit sword in his hand, and started to take action in front of countless people.
After Bu Jianjun gave it to Meng Liu, she was able to see what effect Bu Jianjun's staff effect was in Meng Liu's hands.
The young man bent his knees slightly, and the pitch-black stick began to change, like a wax apple that had just bloomed, seemingly illusory. The moment the demonic energy was poured in, the petals carved on it blossomed into three petals, and a black and red magic circle unfolded and spread from it. The corners of his lips raised.
The formation was filled with an aura of ominousness and death.
The reason why Bu Jianjun has so many different forms is that the demons rarely use swords. They are better at attacks with staffs. The moment Bu Jianjun changed his form, he got the ink-colored staff in his hand, and the knowledgeable demon cultivators recognized it instantly.
"I don't see you?"
"How come Bu Jianjun is in your hands?"
"Meng Liu! You traitor to the demon clan." Someone shouted twice, and the next second he was swallowed up by the magic circle derived from Bu Jianjun.
Wherever the magic circle touched, nothing was spared. Meng Liu smacked his lips softly, not knowing how long Ye Qiao had starved it. He couldn't help but complain in a low voice, "You came to find our demon clan to find the sword master. What are you looking for the right way for? You can't even get enough to eat."
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