Chapter 936 The Era of Demon Destruction

Author: Brother Guang is super handsome

Chapter 936 The Era of Demon Destruction

Although the other figures were somewhat dissatisfied with the decision that figure made for them, they did not refute what the figure said.

If Hua Xiangrong handed over the high-level emperor-level props and four 'pseudo-immortal weapons' as the figure said, what's the harm in letting the low-level emperor-level items be taken away by those emperor-level items?

The realm of each of these people present has exceeded the 'Tenth Level of the Emperor'. Low-level Emperor-level props are of no use to them, and even high-level Emperor-level props have little effect on them.

Their main goal today is the four 'pseudo-immortal weapons' in Hua Xiangrong's hands!

"Little girl, do you still need to think about it? Don't think that you can still be resurrected without reaching the emperor level. Our methods will make your resurrection ineffective." The figure saw Hua Xiangrong and remained silent for a long time before speaking again.

"I'm not thinking about resurrection, I'm thinking, there are so many of you, and I only have four 'pseudo-immortal weapons', so who should I give them to?"

Hua Xiangrong had a distressed look on her face.

"Hahahahaha..."

"Jiejiejie——"

"Hehehe——"

"Quack quack——"

One figure after another made different laughter.

"Little girl, we have lived for countless years, and your method of sowing discord is of no use to us." A figure sneered.

Hua Xiangrong looked at the figure and said with a serious face: "I didn't want to sow discord. What I said was a fact. There are so many of you, you can't just come from the four forces, right?"

All the figures were silent.

They all understood that Hua Xiangrong was trying to sow discord and wanted them to fight, but what they couldn't refute was that they really wanted to have a big fight just as Hua Xiangrong's words concealed.

!

After all, the purpose of their coming is for the 'pseudo-immortal weapons'. Is it possible that anyone else would give up the 'pseudo-immortal weapons' and compete for those high-level emperor-level items?

They have lived for countless years and experienced several eras, and they are still the most powerful ones in those eras. They really have no shortage of high-end emperor-level items in their hands!

At this time, the figure exuding a cold aura suddenly said: "Little girl, I have to say, your words worked!"

As soon as he said this, all eyes fell on him, and he sneered and said, "What? Aren't you here for those four 'fake fairy weapons'?"

The figures were silent.

The figure exuding a cold aura glanced at the dozens of figures present, and said with an arrogant smile: "Jie Jie Jie - since they are all here for the 'pseudo immortal weapon', and there are only four 'fake immortal weapons'

If you don’t have enough strength, then let’s have a show in advance. If you don’t have enough strength, get out!”

"Netherworld, are you provoking all the strong men present?"

A figure spoke, directly revealing the identity of the figure exuding a cold aura.

After his identity was exposed, Ming Xue decisively dispersed the cover on the mountain, and a handsome young man with a pale face, slender figure, and clear facial features appeared in front of everyone.

However, when they saw his eyes, everyone felt a chill.

His eyes were cold and heartless, as if the breath of death could be seen in them, and he exuded a deep, mysterious, and disturbing aura.

Dark blood, the most powerful demon, a demon with gradually distorted madness, a ruthless killing machine, trampling on life, and even killing an era to the point of near extinction.

Although the many figures present were about the same strength as Nether Blood, they still couldn't help but take a step back when they thought of Nether Blood's past deeds.

However, there was no figure who pointed out Mingxue's identity. Instead, he mocked: "Mingxue, you are also a monk who has lived for millions of years. Why do you still like to pretend to be young?"

Ming Xue looked at the figure, and a terrifying aura pressed towards him. A pair of cold eyes turned blood red, and then two bloody rays of light shot out, piercing the space in an instant and falling on the figure.

However, the blood-colored light bursting out of Nether Blood's eyes did not cause any harm to the figure, nor did it even have any effect.

"Who are you anyway?"

Ming Xue's tone became serious.

He had always been very confident in his magical powers, but now, his magical powers didn't even break the spell or magic weapon used by that figure to conceal his identity. This simply made him extremely angry.

"Hahahaha... you want to know who I am? You don't deserve it!"

The figure continued to mock.

"court death!"

Nether Blood was furious.

In order to practice a magic technique, he once almost went extinct in an era, and no one dared to ridicule him like this.

Now there are people who dare to mock him again and again. Do you really think that after so many years, he will not dare to cause endless killings again?

As soon as Ming Xue's words fell, he had already arrived in front of the figure, and with a pair of palms like those of a weak scholar, he struck towards the figure's chest with a terrifying murderous intention and an aura of annihilation.

Although Mingxue's attack was sudden, it was easily blocked by the figure. He even gave Mingxue a big punch with his backhand and directly flew Mingxue away.

"Netherworld Blood, several eras have passed, and you still haven't made any progress at all!"

The figure continued to mock.

"die!"

Nether Blood roared angrily, and endless blood-colored light bloomed from his body, dyeing the entire world red.

There were even cracks in the ground, and thick, fishy-smelling blood spurted out from these cracks.

In an instant, this area turned into a sea of ​​blood.

The other figures used their magical powers to isolate the smelly blood.

Of course, they did not forget Hua Xiangrong, a weakling who was only level 999. Several strong men who clearly looked like women took action at the same time and jointly built a protective shield around Hua Xiangrong to help Hua Xiangrong block those enemies.

Blood full of corrosion and boundless murderous intent.

"Thank you sisters!"

Hua Xiangrong shouted sweetly.

Those female figures were speechless for a moment. At this moment, they really didn't know whether Hua Xiangrong was really innocent or incurably stupid!

On the other side, Nether Blood and the figure fought again. With the existence of this sea of ​​blood, Nether Blood's strength increased several times, and he even began to suppress the figure.

Snap!

Not long after, everyone saw that Ning Xue slapped the figure on the face. The force was so strong that it even scattered the fog on the figure's face. And one thing that no one expected

The face appeared in the eyes of many powerful men present and countless monks in the inner universe.

"Dead monk, it's you!!!"

Netherblood gritted his teeth.

He really didn't expect that the guy who slapped him just now turned out to be a member of the Buddhist clan, and he was also the stinky monk who had beaten him almost to death in several eras.

"Jiejiejie——"

Ming Xue suddenly laughed. He turned his head to look in the direction of Hua Xiangrong and said loudly: "Did you see that this smelly monk, the eleventh ancestor of the Buddhist clan, who is known as the kindest being in the world, he actually

Do you think it's ridiculous to snatch something from a little girl? Hahahahaha..."

"Amitabha!"

The eleventh ancestor of the Buddhist clan recited the Buddha's name, and at the same time dispersed the confusion covering his body, and said calmly: "The old monk wants the little girl's things, not only to save the little girl, but also for the stability of the thirty-three domains!

"

Mingxue was stunned and stunned by the words of the eleventh ancestor of the Buddha clan. After a few breaths, he took a deep breath and said with a look of amazement: "Ancestor has never seen such a shameless person.

To be able to speak so righteously about robbing other people’s treasures!”

"Isn't what the old monk said right? The little girl is safe without the treasure, and if the treasure falls into the hands of the old monk, the Thirty-three Domains will naturally be stable!" The eleventh ancestor of the Buddhist clan said in a calm tone.

Ming Xue was stunned again. What the hell he said makes so much sense!

After a moment, Mingxue suddenly reacted and shouted angrily: "Stinky monk, my ancestor almost let you in. The treasures on the little girl were given to me. Isn't it just as safe? The thirty-three realms are not the same.

stable?"

"The donor is a demon. Demons can only kill people and make the thirty-three realms more chaotic!" said the eleventh ancestor of the Buddha clan.

"What the hell, my ancestor has killed countless people, but compared to you stinky monks, I'm afraid he's not even a drop in the bucket, right?"

Ming Xue had a mocking look on his face.

It’s true that he is a demon, it’s true that he has killed countless people, and it’s true that he almost killed an entire era to the point of extinction, but such killings are really nothing compared to the killings that the Buddhas once caused!

"They're all possessed!"

The eleventh ancestor of the Buddhist clan said in a calm tone.

As soon as these words came out, countless monks in Hua Xiangrong's live broadcast room were immediately stunned.

I originally thought that Ming Xue's words were throwing dirty water on the Buddhist clan and slandering the Buddhist clan, but the words of the eleventh ancestor of the Buddha clan clearly acknowledged Ming Xue's words.

"Donors, please don't misunderstand, the eleventh ancestor killed all demons!"
To be continued...