Forcing the Demon to Be Good: The Demonic Highness knocks on the door

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The pig-headed man said: "I want to see what skills you have, whether you let me let go of the capital of these many people. Do you dare to compete with me?"

Qi Luoer sneered: "You can be regarded as the little leader of the devil world anyway, but I'm a low-level guy who hasn't even stepped in the threshold of Ziyunmen. Are you afraid of losing your worth if you compete with me?"

The pig-headed man choked, and seemed a little embarrassed: "I'll send someone to compare with you."

Facing a horse face, he said: "Go and compete with this girl." [

The horse-faced man agreed, and walked out: "I am also a young man in the devil world, so I will compare with you."

"Wen Bi is also Wu Bi?" Qi Luoer asked.

The horse-faced man stretched his face longer: "What is Wenbi? What is Wubi?"

Qi Luoer secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

It turns out that the people in the Demon Cult are similar to those in Jianghu, afraid of losing face...

At this moment, she was already thinking about it, so she smiled, imitating Wei Xiaobao's way and raised her chest and said: "Wenbi means you hit me three times, and I hit you three more times, and so on, until someone falls down. I When you hit you, you can't dodge, you can only fight with luck. It's the same when you hit me. Martial arts are simple, whether it's weapons, fists or kicks, you can naturally dodge and parry. Jump and move."

The horse-faced man frowned and said: "We are fighting between immortals and demons, how can we fight like ordinary people? The competition should be immortal and Taoism..."

Qi Luoer curled his lips and said: "I am a disciple of Ziyun Sect who has not yet started. I haven't learned much about immortality and Taoism. I only learned a little bit of drawing talismans to catch ghosts. How can I compare with you?"

The horse-faced man snorted: "Then it depends on your ability to draw ghosts!"

With a shake of his hand, countless black smoke came out around his body, and there seemed to be countless innocent souls howling in the black smoke, slowly approaching Qi Luoer.

The voice of the horse-faced man came from behind the black smoke: "Within a stick of incense, if you can get rid of all these souls, you will win, otherwise you will lose. Our leader is not interested in the flesh and blood of incompetent people, so you lose , I don't have to spare your life..."

Collect them all? !

Qi Luoer glanced at the ghosts surrounding him, and a drop of sweat dripped from the back of his head.

There are more than 30 of these innocent souls at least, and they are all black and skinny like skeletons.