Chapter 250 Socially anxious master vs. sickly disciple 25
The few intermediate demons who were originally flying forward felt a powerful blood pressure and looked at Ji Xiao in shock.
"you……"
Ji Xiao turned his back to Quan Jiu and uttered a word coldly through his thin lips.
"roll."
Several intermediate demons looked at each other and did not move forward.
The two high-level demons surrounding Quan Jiu also felt the blood suppression for a moment, and in an instant, their minds were shocked!
There are only a handful of people who can suppress the bloodline of high-level demons...
The two men looked at Quan Jiu with fear, then looked at Ji Xiao who was their helper, and decisively prepared to retreat.
But it was too late.
Quan Jiu looked at the dozen or so corpses outside the door and had no intention of letting the tiger go back to the mountain.
The small vines wrapped around the demon's limbs, slowing down their escape.
After failing to escape, the two high-level demons had no choice but to fight with Quan Jiu again, and the situation was soon a fight to the death.
Seeing that Ji Xiao had no intention of helping, the two men became increasingly presumptuous and decided to kill him.
After Quan Jiu successfully cut off one of the demon's arms, he was hit in the chest by a palm, and a stream of blood flowed from his throat.
Glancing at the bloodstains on her lips, Ji Xiao's originally indifferent expression finally changed. His pair of black eyes were bottomless, reflecting a dangerous and cold light.
Almost at the same time, a sense of oppression that only demons could perceive descended from the sky and hit the two demons directly.
"Tear it—"
The two men paused for a moment, and in that second, the Longyuan Sword pierced through the chest of one of them, picking out the demon's purple-red heart.
With only one opponent left, Quan Jiu quickly won the game.
She pressed her sword against the demon's neck.
"Tell me! Why are you attacking the city all of a sudden?"
The human race and the demon race have lived at peace for many years, so there is no reason for them to suddenly start a killing spree.
The senior demon glanced at Ji Xiao and said nothing.
Quan Jiu cut his throat and trachea:
"I'll give you one last chance. Even if you don't tell me, there are still many demons here."
The high-level demon knew that what she said was true. After looking at Ji Xiao with fear, he turned to look at Quan Jiu and said.
"The secret of the realm has long been spread throughout the world of immortal cultivation. Don't say you don't know."
Quan Jiu: “…”
Thanks, I was insulted.
She really doesn't know.
She and Ji Xiao were the only ones left in the entire Hehuan Sect. She was a socially anxious person who never took the initiative to socialize, and the entire sect was extremely isolated from information.
The other sects would prefer that as few people as possible knew about the secret realm, so naturally they would not take the initiative to tell Quan Jiu.
"Tell me about it, what secret realm?"
Quan Jiu slapped the demon's face with his sword, causing Long Yuan to twist his body in dissatisfaction.
The demon saw that she really didn't know, and his eyes moved slightly.
"If I tell you, will you let me go?"
Quan Jiu said frankly: "Yes, of course."
Upon hearing this, Ji Xiao raised his eyes and lifted his eyelids.
The demon was surprised at her tolerance, and after thinking for a while, he spoke.
"The God's Fall Secret Realm is rumored to be the place where the gods fell. After the great war between gods and demons, all the people who achieved enlightenment fell, leaving behind countless secret manuals and weapons, which attracted a large number of explorers.
This secret realm only opens once every five hundred years, and each time it reopens, the location is different. Therefore, each time you enter, you need a great opportunity."
Quan Jiu only wants to be a useless person who never leaves the house and has no interest in treasures:
"What does the reopening of this secret realm have to do with your demon race's attack on the human race?"
"Because our Lord has already received the news in advance and determined the location of the secret realm's reopening. His Lordship has boundless magical power. When he emerges from the secret realm again, the elixirs and skills he brings with him will greatly enhance the strength of the entire demon race..."
"oh?"
Quan Jiu became interested in this venerable.
"The Lord you mentioned refers to the Demon Lord of your demon clan?"
She had heard of this demon leader before.
It is said that seven years ago, he had already cultivated to the great perfection and could ascend to become a god.
But for some unknown reason, after one promotion, he suddenly disappeared.
"That's right."
When mentioning the Demon Lord, a hint of pride flashed in the demon's eyes.
Quan Jiu curled his lips.
There are many portraits of the Demon Lord circulating in the world. They are all monsters with three heads and six arms and a mouth full of fangs. Even ghosts look better than him.
Seeing Quan Jiu's disgust, Ji Xiao frowned in confusion.
What is this expression?
Could it be that she has a grudge against the Demon Lord?
Quan Jiu: "Where is the reopening location?"
"In Zilai Forest."
The demon confessed the truth and looked at her warily.
"I've answered all your questions. Can you let me go now?"
Quan Jiu took the sword from his neck:
"Let's go."
A hint of joy flashed in the demon's eyes. He didn't expect that she was so stupid as to actually let him go.
He quickly stood up and walked towards the base camp outside the city gate.
However, just as he took two steps, a dazzling sword light flashed, and the demon's head and neck were separated, rolling to the ground, with his eyes wide open before he could even close them.
Quan Jiu touched Long Yuan who was rubbing someone's neck, his eyes cold.
"I promised to let you go, but my sword didn't."
The artifact has long been intelligent and has its own ideas.
Just inside and outside the Red Mansion, there were more than a dozen disemboweled corpses, their deaths horribly inflicted, their intestines spilling all over the floor, not to mention the situation in other places in the city.
She is not a bloodthirsty person, but there is no reason for her to let a beast go.
Ji Xiao glanced at the demon's corpse, his eyes expressionless. He held Quan Jiu's wrist and took her pulse.
Quan Jiu suffered some internal injuries:
"It's okay, it's just a minor injury, it will be fine in two days."
Ji Xiao took out a sky-blue porcelain bottle from his arms, took out two pills and asked her to take them.
Quan Jiu swallowed the medicine without any hesitation, and the pain from his internal injuries was immediately relieved, which could be said to be a cure-all.
She turned to look at Ji Xiao:
"Ah Xiao, have you heard about this Demon Lord?"
Ji Xiao put the stopper back into the porcelain bottle with natural and smooth movements.
"I've heard that Master is very curious about this Demon Lord?"
Quan Jiu nodded:
"I heard that he is the closest being to a god within the six realms. Such a powerful person would definitely attract attention from all sides. But seven or eight years have passed, and there is no news about the Demon Lord at all. Don't you find it strange?
Ji Xiao put his hands behind his back:
"It's quite strange."
Quan Jiu continued to whisper in his ear:
"Also, I heard that this demon king has three heads and six arms, and is extremely ugly. He can scare babies to tears in the middle of the night. I really want to see how ugly he is."
Ji Xiao: “…”
"What's wrong?"
Quan Jiu saw that he was silent and asked in confusion.
Ji Xiao: "Master, do you really want to see me?"
Quan Jiu: "I think so. But this Demon Lord has always been cunning and never shows his true face. I'm afraid that even if you see him, it may not be his true face."
Ji Xiao took her hand:
"There will be opportunities later."
"Don't hold it anymore, there are so many people watching."
Quan Jiu found that people around were looking at them.
During the fight, the demon pulled off the veil on her face, revealing her true appearance.
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