Quick wear to greet His Royal Highness the Demon King

Chapter 465
"Baby, naturally those who can get it!"

"Hey, that's not right. Of course whoever is destined to have that baby gets it!"

"Don't care so much! Whoever grabs it will get it!"

"..."

Before they could figure out why, some people couldn't sit still anymore and flew forward, but they were intercepted and killed halfway.

Blood spurted out, staining a small piece of sand red, the monk's eyes were wide open, and he looked like he was dying.

It was Yan Qi who did it.

Yan Qi snorted coldly: "Overthinking one's abilities!"

For a monk with mediocre cultivation to dare to snatch something he likes in front of him, it's really courting death!
"The devil, don't be mad!"

"Shuzi is vicious!"

"..."

Many so-called righteous people have already begun to condemn Yan Qi.

Yan Qi sneered: "This deity has already been rampant, Ernai, what am I? If you want to grab a baby, you must rely on your strength! If you have the strength, you can go for it, and if you don't have the strength, just shut up!"

"The devil is too much, even if you don't like others to fight with you, don't kill people."

Yun Qing couldn't understand Yan Qi's actions.

At this moment, Mo Xian'er was hiding behind Yun Qing and shivering, looking at Yan Qi with fear.

Not long ago, she was with him...

This gave Mo Xian'er a chill.

Yun Qing felt Mo Xian'er's fear, and comforted others for the first time: "Don't be afraid, there is a teacher, no one can hurt you."

Yan Qi naturally saw it, and a trace of contempt flashed across his eyes.

"It's been said that this deity is a devil, and Yunqing Xianzun uses your decent rules to demand this deity. Shouldn't it be said that you are naive, or... stupid!"

The disgust in Yan Qi's words was beyond words.

Yun Qing's face darkened upon hearing this.

Demon cultivators deserved to be demon cultivators, unreasonable!

Dust also stood up.

Wu Chen clasped his hands together, and called out the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, if Almighty Lord Yan kills again, this little monk will never sit idly by."

Yan Qi's face changed slightly, he cursed secretly: "Damn bald donkey!"

Although Wuchen's cultivation base is not as high as his, but Wuchen is a Buddha cultivator, and he is born to restrain him, so Yan Qi doesn't want to confront the Buddha cultivator.

At that time, the cheap one will be someone else!Yan Qi doesn't have the virtue of letting others step on his head to pick the fruit!
"Hmph, the deity came here for the rare treasure today, so don't care about it with you. Those who are sensible, leave as soon as possible!"

Seeing Yan Qi deflated, Yun Qing's mood improved slightly.

All the monks looked bitter.

Although Yan Qi probably won't kill people at random again in the future, but he has killed one before, after all, it has some deterrent effect.

Many monks with low cultivation level gave a wry smile and left here.

This place is no longer their battlefield!

After a while, the remaining monks could count on two hands.Except for Yun Qing, Yan Qi and Wu Chen, there are also old monsters who came from some sects before.

Mo Xian'er and Luo Yuan were sent back. After all, their cultivation was not high, and staying was only a burden.

Naturally, Mo Xian'er and Luo Yuan had no objection, and left with their fellow disciples in the spirit boat.

It's just that for some reason, Mo Xian'er felt a little bit of regret, as if she had lost many such things.

Mo Xianer glanced back, but there was nothing behind him except the tense atmosphere.

Mo Xian'er sighed in disappointment, and left just like that.

Although Luo Yuan didn't know why Mo Xian'er was depressed, he still thoughtfully put a cloak on Mo Xian'er: "Xian'er, go back and rest for a while, don't be tired."

Mo Xian'er came back to her senses, and said softly, "I'm fine, thank you brother."

(End of this chapter)