Chapter: 3920
And judging by their aura, they are also different from the ordinary monster clan. They may all be able to leapfrog the ranks and fight, and they are the existences of Tianjiao level!
Especially Ning Zi, the aura on her body made Hu Chengzi extremely uneasy. When Hu Chengzi stood in front of Ning Zi, she was a little cautious like a primary school student seeing a teacher.
"Boss, is she your new pet? Should it be the eighth or ninth?"
Ning Zi said with a grin.
Demon, demon pet...
These are big brother's demon pets?
Hu Chengzi opened his mouth slightly, and looked at Ning Qi absent-mindedly. If other monster races knew about this, there would be a great uproar. They will become the demon pets of the human race, and only those demon races of the Qi refining rank who are not very intelligent and have not yet condensed into a human form will be forced to sign contracts by the human race by various means.
"It should be Lao Jiu, right?"
Ning Qi laughed.
Ning Pang is the seventh child, and that octopus is the eighth child. If Hu Chengzi really becomes his demon pet, he must be the ninth child.
"No, no, I'm not big brother's demon pet..."
Hu Chengzi quickly waved his hand.
"Okay, don't scare the little girl."
Concubine Hantian laughed.
Although her cultivation was not high, and she was not even the creator of a calamity, Ning Zi and the others immediately shut their mouths when they heard her speak.
Hu Chengzi seemed to have found a savior. The smile on Concubine Hantian's face made her feel very warm. She quickly hid behind her, and Hu Chengzi felt her heart calm down immediately.
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"Ning Beixuan, who snatched the magic gourd of joy, should be here, but this place is the village of ten ghosts, will the evil spirits attack them first?"
"Even if we do it, so what, in such a short period of time, is it possible that the ghost can transfer the magic gourd of joy?"
"right!"
"It's not easy to deal with the ten brothers joining forces. Should we formulate a plan, why not set up a formation outside and let one person lure them out?"
"The green ghost is a formation
Grandmaster, he should be able to see it. Why don't you just visit the door and say that the news has been spread. The monks within a radius of hundreds of thousands of miles know that he has got the Magic Gourd of Joy, and then threaten and lure him to get a share of the pie. Come out and let us have a taste. "
"Just do it!"
Five monks of different ages stood not far from Yunqi Village, muttering and discussing. They got the news that a monk named Ning Beixuan had stolen the famous magic weapon of Huanxi Mozun from the outside world. Huanxi Demon Gourd, and this monk's cultivation seems to be the Creator of the Four Tribulations. After learning the news, they followed the clues in the rumors and groped all the way to Ten Ghost Village.
Thinking of the profits they would get in the future, the five monks were extremely excited and walked directly towards the village. As a result, they had just reached the gate of the village when they heard a loud shout from a distance.
"The wanted criminal, Ning Beixuan, get out of here. I am 'Qiu Zhan', the deputy head of the Fierce Battle Hall of Huanxi Demon Sect. I heard that you were wanted by my Huanxi Demon Sect and stole Lord Mozun's spirit weapon, Huanxi Demon Gourd? What if today? Hand over the Magic Gourd of Joy, and I may spare your dog's life!"
The sound was thunderous and mighty, and the clouds in the sky were shaken by this sound wave, and then the five monks saw an extremely handsome young monk with a crown-like face galloping away in an extremely luxurious chariot. Come on, the person pulling the cart turned out to be a dragon that made them all feel terrified!
This dragon is hundreds of feet long, with black scales all over its body. There is a dead air in its fierce eyes, as if its soul has been taken away, and it has been refined into such an appearance.
The chariot pulled behind it was actually as tall and magnificent as a fortress. The young man was standing on the railing, surrounded by many graceful female cultivators, wearing only a few pieces of cloth on his body, even some She was wearing nothing but a transparent gauze scarf.