Therefore, this evil cultivator did not use his killing move at the first moment.
The other party was particularly nonchalant.
"I should be the strongest here, right? No matter your senior sister or senior brother, they are no match for me." He smiled and even teased her: "If you don't want to suffer. Give me the lotus."
“Stay away from me!”
The demon approached Miaomiao step by step, admiring her embarrassment and listening to her ineffective warnings, laughing more and more excitedly.
Miaomiao turned around and tried to leave, but was blocked by the phantom fire that brushed past her cheek. The scorching temperature made her scream and her arm quickly turned black, and she turned pale with pain.
The bright and flickering ghost fire danced on the fingertips. The young man in black clothes stepped on the ground, and the pressure of the deity dissipated.
“Haha, with just this ability, are we going to let you take care of the sect’s spiritual weapon? You’re too weak.”
He grinned happily.
This demon is a bit neurotic.
He really likes dealing with the righteous, of course, except for the difficult ones like Ye Qiao. For a small lamb sect like the Bishui Sect, it is more interesting to bully the weak alchemists.
The girl held the Pure Green Lotus in her hand, and in her green Taoist robe, she looked like a goddess descended to earth.
That was indeed the case. At the moment when Miaomiao brought the Pure World Lotus, there was no doubt in the minds of the monks in the city that she was the goddess.
The more this happened, the more he looked forward to seeing her kneeling down and begging for mercy in a pitiful manner.
Miaomiao hurriedly urged the lotus to ripple, but this incarnation seemed to be uninterrupted. The young man approached her step by step, stepping on the ground under his feet, making her feel scared like a maggot on his tarsal bone. The pressure gradually increased and her knees bent unconsciously.
Spiritual weapons are very useful, but when under absolute suppression of strength and there is no one to protect you, the spiritual weapons in your hands become a bit of a burden.
He blocked the way on all sides, and the boy's fingertips were swirling with dark fire. The rising ghost fire could even smell the smell of burning hair.
Being eaten away bit by bit and watching their prey floundering in death is the bad nature of the demons.
Although Miaomiao has not had as many dealings with the demons as Changming Sect, judging from the fact that Ye Qiao was able to easily jump out of the demon base for so long, some demons were deliberately playing the cat and mouse game.
As expected, once possessed by a demon, one will become a mentally ill person.
Miaomiao kept backing away, her expression showing fear, her face pale, "Don't come over here."
"Come and try to see if you can escape from my hands?"
Killing was his pleasure. The boy casually threw a few flying knives condensed from the devil energy on his fingertips and stabbed them into the girl's body, sticking to her face, only one finger's distance away from her eyeball.
He didn't dare to get close to Miaomiao, after all, he was also afraid of Qinglian.
But the girl's tearful expression really excited him. He couldn't help but move closer and threw the flying knife at her feet.
Miaomiao was afraid that the magic weapon would be stolen, so she hurriedly hid it behind her.
"Don't come over here." Miaomiao lowered her voice, "If you come over here again, I will, I will have to..." Her words were a little messy, and she kept repeating the same words, her eyes red.
The young man walked in front of her and ducked his head to avoid Miaomiao's attempt to take advantage of this opportunity to throw out the lotus. "It's useless." He approached little by little, looking at Miaomiao's bloodless face, the smile on his lips became brighter and brighter, "What will happen if you come over again?"
"If you come over again, I will have to..." Miaomiao's voice suddenly turned cold: "I will smash you to death."
As soon as she finished speaking, the excited smile on the demon boy's face froze, and the pitch-black alchemy furnace enlarged in front of his eyes. It was as if a thousand-pound alchemy furnace grew larger without any warning and hit him hard on the head.
"Bang!"
That moment.
He seemed to see the River Lethe.
It hurts. It hurts so much.
The attack that Miaomiao threw out with the lotus just now was just a feint. She hid her hands behind her back and was trying to find a position for the shrinking alchemy furnace.
Miaomiao has enough experience, and she can guarantee that this attack will hit the target.
"Who is the most powerful one here?"
The girl's desire to win was stronger than ever before. She hammered him into the ground with the Dan furnace, "Who do you think is the most powerful?"
Seeing him raise his head with difficulty, Miaomiao slammed the boy's head into it again, cursing: "Say it! Say it, idiot."
The boy's skull was smashed into pieces, and he lay on the ground, bleeding profusely.
Damn careless.
I thought she was a weak goddess, but I didn't expect she was Lu Zhishen who could kill people with one punch!!!
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