Forced to cultivate immortality, I just want to get married

"Demon Qi?" Master Jun sneered, "You really know how to say that I have never seen such a thing as Demonic Qi. How old are you? You dare to boast that Haikou is really not afraid of death. You can't make nonsense just because this is a demonic realm. Fortunately, there is no such thing. A member of the Immortal Alliance, otherwise you will be arrested and sentenced to death as a deceiver."

Jun Weapon Master warned Mu Cang not to talk nonsense, but at the same time he didn't really believe in the demonic energy. Hasn't he never been to the Demonic Realm, and exploded a city with demonic energy? Then shouldn't we blast out a bunch of demons first?

If this was the original battlefield, the place where the Demon King was killed would still be somewhat believable, but before the city was built, this place was an entire wasteland that no one knew about, and no one set foot on.

Shui Miaomiao believed in Mu Cang, "Is it demonic?" she asked, lightly bumping Jiuchengqiu beside her with her elbow for confirmation.

Jiuchengqiu hesitated and nodded.

"Obviously," Xuan'er interrupted at an inappropriate time, which was confusing. Shui Miaomiao looked back, and Xuan'er glared at her as if she was being forced.

"Good guys." Master Jun sighed, "Looking at the reactions of the four of you, I am the only one who has never seen demonic energy? You are really young and promising."

"Stop making sarcastic remarks." Shui Miaomiao rolled her eyes at Master Jun, "Even if it is confirmed that the black thing is demonic energy, what's the use?"

"Yeah, what's the use? The black thing is the devil's energy, what can't be seen?" Master Jun took over Shui Miaomiao's words and glanced at the injury on his shoulder caused by the black shadow, "It does look similar. The so-called demonic energy heals much slower, but it is demonic energy, so what is it that is still burning my palm? Isn’t this thing coming out of the knife? It seems to be stronger than the demonic energy!"

"What!" Shui Miaomiao stepped forward and grabbed Master Jun's hand. Seeing that the black energy was wrapped around his palm and the wound was festering to the point of reaching the bone, Shui Miaomiao said anxiously, "Why didn't you tell me earlier!"

Shui Miaomiao couldn't help but stare at the initiator - Xuan'er, muttering. She was thinking about how to tell Mu Cang and ask him to help with treatment. Although he would probably agree no matter what, she didn't want to owe him anything. favor.

"Get out of the way." Xuan'er suddenly stepped forward, her whole body exuding the word "forced", and Shui Miaomiao, who was confused, was roughly pushed aside by her. Mu Cang supported Shui Miaomiao.

Jiucheng Qiu frowned, glanced at Shui Miaomiao and then stared at Xuan'er.

"Get out of the way!" Xuan'er said again.

Master Jun took a step back. Xuan'er picked up the guillotine and directly covered Master Jun's injured hand with one hand. He gasped in pain.

What kind of style does Xuan'er smoke?

Shui Miaomiao knew that Xuan'er should have a way to deal with the evil spirit, but how could he possibly ask her to do so.

She looked at Jiuchengqian in confusion, because he was trying to behave better? What he faced was the look of disapproval from Jiuchengqiu. Shui Miaomiao felt a thump in her heart. It was broken, as if she had been staged.

Xuan'er withdrew her hand and walked behind Shui Miaomiao obediently but reluctantly again.

"No, me." Shui Miaomiao didn't know what to say.

Master Jun looked at the palm of his hand. The black mist was no longer there, the ulcers were no longer corroding outwards, and the spiritual power that had been suppressed could be mobilized so that the palm of his hand could slowly heal.

"Awesome, all of you really have unique skills." Master Jun's words had not yet finished.

‘Boom! ’

A loud sound like the sky was falling fell on everyone's heart. Everyone had been wary of the pit, but they didn't know that it had been hovering above their heads for a long time. They wanted to get some air and let the air out. After confirming that all the ants were not left behind, it was time to harvest and go home. Go back to sleep.

A huge sense of oppression fell from the sky, which no one expected.

Jun Weapon Master bent over, bending one leg and kneeling tremblingly but not wanting to touch the ground.

Shui Miaomiao and Jiucheng Qiu had their knees bent, and they were struggling to resist with their hands on the ground, unable to move. Xuan'er was half-kneeling on the ground, holding a knife in her hand and holding on to the point of collapse.

Wei Mu Cang spat out a mouthful of blood, and was knocked to the ground without the ability to resist. The continuous oppression crushed him, and he roared in pain. The sudden target was inexplicably familiar, another expulsion, admonishing him for overestimating his abilities and trying to suppress him back to his original form.

The sound of cracking bones was clear and crisp. He gritted his teeth and resisted unwillingly, but the immortal fate was flowing away like water.

"Mu." Shui Miaomiao was startled, and suddenly she gained strength and straightened her back.

But she knew it was not because of herself. The hot Feng Ruo around her waist showed its magical power. She did not hesitate to tear Feng Ruo off and stuff it into Mu Cang's hand.

The extra oppression was reluctantly dispelled.

Mu Cang stood up and pressed his back against the fallen Shui Miaomiao. He glanced at Fengruo in his hand and tried to send it back immediately. Shui Miaomiao clenched his hand tightly into a fist and hugged Fengruo, shaking his head and rejecting his offer. return.

She could have withstood it without Feng Ruo.

Fengruo's role for her was just to help her shield the god who was trying to manipulate her.

And this is the Demon Realm. Why does anything related to the Demon Clan involve the will of Heaven?

It should be right, this feeling of oppression is more or less mixed with a little will, otherwise Fengruo will not work!

"I really dislike it, so I plan to deal with you first?" After a moment of discomfort, Master Jun seemed to have adjusted, and he threw out a stack of talismans while teasing.

The talismans scattered all over the sky were like funeral paper money, but the golden light filled the air and provided protection, and everyone was slightly relieved.

But the next second, invisible attacks came from all directions.

Everyone cares about his own business, that's all.

Shui Miaomiao subconsciously protected Mu Cang, and Jun Weapon Master threw down the talisman to protect Shui Miaomiao.

"I'm going to get scolded when I go back." Master Jun thought to himself. Today's usage is almost emptying out the fine talismans that his brother has worked hard to make for decades.

"I am an evil and crazy visitor. I hope you can help me, and I will give you generous gifts. If you ask me for anything, I will die without hesitation."

Jun Weapon Master casually threw a few talismans towards the place where the sound came from.

Shui Miaomiao, who helped Mu Cang up, stared at Master Jun suspiciously.

‘Are you okay? I have no time to take care of myself and still have the mood to be a holy Buddha! This is what Master Jun read from Shui Miaomiao's eyes. He smiled and said, "Anyway, there are many talismans. If I scatter half of them or if I scatter them all, I will end up with the same fate. It's better to be happy. Besides, I have a good reputation as an evil fan." Yes, if you want to fight out, using more strength won’t be a bad thing, at least it’s much better than being unable to stand in your arms.”

After being told by Jun Weapon Master that he wanted to catch them all in one fell swoop, he no longer felt impatient and seemed to feel much more relaxed. The only way out was to fight or die, which was much simpler than trying to figure out the right way.

"You're all crazy! Are you okay?" Shui Miaomiao retorted unceremoniously. The most annoying thing was that Master Jun mentioned Mu Cang in his words, "Don't move." Shui Miaomiao ordered and pulled Mu Cang away. Putting his hands on his shoulders, Feng Ruxun avoided the attack in a panic.

Fortunately, she could see and dodge more easily than ordinary people, but it was not a long-term solution.

The ground under Shui Miaomiao's feet collapsed under the weight. "Be careful!" The Nine-fold Chou Fist blasted away the attack and rushed over with all his strength. Shui Miaomiao threw Mu Cang towards the Nine-fold Chou without any hesitation, and the Nine-fold Chou was forced to catch Mu Cang. Cang.

Shui Miaomiao fell backwards, and Xuan'er suddenly rushed over and stretched out her hand, grabbing Shui Miaomiao's ankles desperately and lifting her up.