I am rich in the fairy world

As soon as Mao Yurou raised her body, the invisible force pressed down again, pressing her down. She secretly tried the earth escape technique, but it failed as expected. She gritted her teeth and summoned her spirit pet.

Hu Qing exclaimed, looking at the one, two, three, four, five men who suddenly appeared beside Mao Yurou.

She could see that these men were all demons with good bloodlines and high cultivation levels, and they were all very good-looking, so - they would just be pets to others like this?

She squinted her eyes again, and the contracts of those monsters appeared in her slightly bloody vision. My God, they were all master-servant contracts.

She rubbed her eyes and couldn't help but admire Mao Yurou's charismatic personality.

The five demon pets rushed out in different directions, and black blades appeared densely from above and attacked their bodies. The blades were like crescents, extremely sharp, and the angles were tricky. A few strands of demonic energy emerged from the places where the black blades passed.

The sizzling sound was clearly the reaction of the complex demonic energy in the Demon Realm.

“Demon! You are a demon?!” Mao Yurou shouted in surprise, and then laughed, “The disciple of the leader of Shuangyang Sect is actually a demon, a fallen demon who joined the Demon Realm camp.”

Hu Qing was speechless. Just relying on this magic weapon from the Demon Realm? Was Mao Yurou crazy?
Then I saw Mao Yurou sending a message, still using her cell phone.

She propped her head up with two fingers and stared at Mao Yurou, wondering how many people she had brought with her and whether she should go out to take a look. Anyway, Mao Yurou and her pet could not get out of the magic bell formation.

This is also a good thing left by Linxun. It is a waste of talent to use it to trap Mao Yurou. Mao Yurou's cultivation level is only level 6, which is not high at all.

It takes longer for immortals to advance. Although she seems to be advancing very fast, she is actually a minority among the minority. Otherwise, Yang Tianxiao and others would not worry about her unstable foundation. In the more than 800 years since she left, Yuan Zuishan and Han Li did not advance. This is normal.

The cultivation of the people in Shuangyang Sect has not changed much, and many people have even regressed, all because of the trauma left by the last battle. It's no wonder that the outsiders teamed up to bully the nine sects and nine clans. They saw a tiger fall into the water and thought that the tiger could not get up.

Mao Yurou herself was level six, and her pet had no higher level than her. So where did she get the courage to go into the tiger's den alone? Even Hu Qing, a new level five, was confident that he could take her down.

But Hu Qing didn't plan to do it himself. Would he be stupid not to use so many sharp weapons? Fan Lao even asked him to deal with Mao Yurou personally.

She squinted her eyes slightly and looked at the sky above Mao Yurou and others. Several one-foot-high magic bells were scattered in the space. Each of these magic bells could emit tens of thousands of sharp black blades. According to the coordination of the Star Palace, it was an extremely powerful trapping and killing formation. In just a short while, a spirit pet was killed and half of its body was covered in blood.

Mao Yurou realized the power of this magic formation, and immediately threw another purple-gold talisman. However, as soon as the talisman appeared this time, the magic bell seemed to sense the approach of a powerful enemy, and the black blades whizzed towards the purple-gold talisman like rain.

It has to be said that fairies and demons are naturally hostile to each other. Even if they are dead objects, they will use all their strength to crush each other just by sensing each other's breath.

Therefore, the purple gold jade talisman exploded directly. It exploded in Mao Yurou's hand. Fortunately, Mao Yurou had enough defensive treasures on her body, but she was also blown to dust and her chest was heaving violently with anger. This was her last purple gold jade talisman!
What made her even more furious was that all her spirit pets were blown to death, without a single intact body.

The scene of blood and flesh scattered all over the ground chilled Hu Qing's heart and he advised her: "Don't bother with it. Isn't other people's lives also lives?"

Mao Yurou had a cold face, but she stood up under the pressure and attacked frantically.

Hu Qing concentrated on observing her technique, which was obviously a very advanced technique. When she used it, the whole space was filled with her continuous and fierce attacks. Without her pet, she still had the weapon and the weapon spirit. The two weapon spirits, one holding the hard and the other holding the soft, cooperated with Mao Yurou to rush out.

Mao Yurou also kept throwing talismans out.

He is very wealthy.

The dust they beat up was like a sandstorm. However, the magic bell formation itself greatly restrained spiritual power, and its level was very high, so Mao Yurou's efforts were doomed to be in vain.

When Fan Lao hurriedly arrived, the good ground inside had turned into thick sand, and Mao Yurou was lying alone on it with countless wounds.

The spirit of the instrument and the instrument will return to the sand.

After several days of fighting, all the magic bells hidden in the air were revealed. They were hung above and could not be blown away by the wind. The patterns on them were strange and terrifying, which made people feel ominous.

Fan Lao pointed at the magic bell. Hu Qing: "As long as you don't attack, the magic bell won't attack. She didn't want to see you, and she got herself into this state because she was too anxious."

Ask him: "Didn't Mao Yurou's companion show up?"

Fan Lao wanted to laugh: "They showed up, and they were all arrested, not one was missing."

Hu chuckled: "It seems that I was used as bait and you secretly gave her the convenience, right?"

Fan Lao did not deny it: "Judging from her habits, she must capture you. The emptiness of the sect is her best opportunity."

Hu Qing: "You are so brave."

Fan Lao looked at Mao Yurou, who was crawling on the ground with her eyes closed. Her face was pale, and she looked miserable, beautiful, and strong.

"We can't kill her yet. She's still useful."

"Aha." Hu Qing said sarcastically.

Fan Lao frowned: "We need her to break the Yellow Clothes Ten Thousand Immortals Sect."

Hu Qing: “Oh oh.”

Fan Lao: "."

He pointed to the other side and said, "How many days have you let such a young child sleep there? If he gets hurt, be careful or the parents will come after you."

Hu Qing knew what was going on: "I'm playing songs for them. Not only will they not get hurt, but they can also nourish their souls."

As soon as Fan Lao heard it, he guessed it must be the song of the mermaid.

He said, "Just keep her like this. This thing of yours is quite strong, just right for her. If it were in our dungeon, it might not be able to hold her." Then he asked, "Can this thing last long?"

Hu chuckled: "This is just a butcher's knife to kill a chicken. I guess there is already news of my fall from the devil outside."

Fan Lao said directly that it was not necessary to care. Whether it was a fall or not, Hu Qing was already the head of the Demon Realm, and public opinion could not affect her.

After confirming that Mao Yurou could not escape, Fan Lao simply tested Hu Qing: "You attack."

Hu Qing didn't hesitate and called out Simu to draw the bow.

Fan Lao was annoyed: "Do you think I'm flying in the sky for you to shoot at for fun? Put it away. Show your sword."

Hu Qing was helpless and put away his thoughts: "Bai Wen and Lei Long are out doing things. My sword - the other swords are ordinary, please don't break them."

Fan Lao waved his hand, and Hu Qing picked up a sword. When he took it out, the broad sword almost completely covered her. It was wide and long, taller than her. Of course, this was already the smallest size of the sword. If it was enlarged, it could really cut a mountain with one sword.

"Don't you have a normal sword?" Fan Lao folded his arms and laughed at her: "Your master can fight me equally with just a wooden stick."

Hu Qing's face darkened. When she came back, Yunzhong had already gone out to travel. Come to think of it, they still had three fellow disciples whose whereabouts were unknown, so Yunzhong had to go see them as well. And on the way, he could look for the disappeared predecessors of Canjian Mountain.

In Yunzhong's realm, everything can be a sword, even a blade of grass can cut gold and jade. But she took out such an exaggerated sword, which was inferior. (End of this chapter)