Demonic World: I Pay to Win in Cultivation

"...Please ask the girl to marry me."

This arm was two feet long, and it appeared out of thin air. It held the vulture's monster body in its hand, just like an ordinary person carrying an old hen.

The Crow King's smile froze in an instant, his originally fair face turned livid, it was really livid, black bubbles bulged up on his delicate face, and he couldn't help but want to turn back into his original form.

Crow King's right hand pressed on his face, emitting a black light, and he pressed hard to suppress the bulging air bubbles, and the whole face returned to smoothness.

The bloody light flashed in Crow King's eyes, and a huge body appeared in the air where there was only one arm.

He is three feet tall, has six arms, and only has a tiger skin skirt and a tiger skin armguard all over his body. It seems that he was a little surprised because he was seen through Xingzang, and a surprised expression appeared on his face.

The giant's tall figure blocked the wind and snow, and cast a shadow over the Crow King.

"This strong man, this hydrangea is mine, you just took my things."

Crow King's voice had returned to calm, but anyone could hear his cold tone. In Crow King Crow's eyes, this giant exuded strong blood and blood. It was the only thing he had seen in his life, and he didn't want to say it directly.

The giant raised his foot and turned around, turned around in Dongdong's body and faced the little one under his feet. With the other hand, he took down the hydrangea from the trembling vulture's claws, and asked the crow king.

"I robbed you? Then did you throw the blood hydrangea or the flower hydrangea?"

Hearing this, the vulture was not the crow king but the vulture who was the first to get excited. It struggled violently and shouted to the crow king for help.

But it was already too late, the hand holding the vulture lightly closed with the other corresponding hand among the six arms, and the vulture was crushed into a ball of meat amidst howls and the sound of bone shattering.

"Is this the ball? I'll give it back to you."

The meat ball was thrown by the giant, and flew towards the Crow King in an arc in the air. It was wrapped in a cloud of black smoke and exploded a foot away from the Crow King's body. Under the corrosion of the black smoke, it turned into pieces of rotten meat and fell to the ground. , forcing the monsters behind the Crow King to fly back, leaving a circle around the field.

"You're provoking me, do I know who I am?"

"What kind of crooked melon is worthy of my recognition? I only know that I want to marry Miss Feng, little one, do you want to fight with me?"

Undisguisedly provocative, after saying these words, a sense of joy filled his chest.

Ever since the three-headed-six-armed method advanced to level D, Du Kang felt an inexplicable violence and anger in his heart. This impulse drove him to kill and destroy something. He had an intuition that eating a big monster should cure this side effect.

"Hahaha, hehehe, jie jie jie, I was actually regarded as a soft persimmon by you. A reckless person can't live long in this world. My lord will teach you how to behave today."

The Crow King laughed back angrily, billowing black smoke gushed out from his black robe, wrapped Du Kang in it, and spread to the surroundings at a high speed, forcing the surrounding monsters to flee in all directions, for fear of being involved in the battle of the big monster, Died like a vulture.

The Crow King saw the scattered monsters indifferently. It was a great momentum to find them, and it was okay to fight with the wind.

But as long as they can continue to win, they will still stand on their side as the winner. After that, it smiled confidently and plunged into the black smoke.

After that, there were rumbles and roars in the black mist.

Faced with this sudden change, the two Feng family members on the city wall did not intervene from the beginning to the end. Feng Dake appeared in Du Kang and originally wanted to say something, but Feng Shangjun shook his head to stop him.

At this moment, a cultivator from the Xiaofeng Martial Arts Hall walked up to the two of them and whispered something, and the expressions of the two of them changed again.

"Are you sure you read it right?"

"Absolutely not. Although the whole person has become a lot bigger, his appearance has not changed much. There are so many coincidences in the world. Even if this monk is not him, he is still closely related to him."

"Du Kang from Yangchun County... A few days ago, he was a little monk who practiced the buried blade technique. Today, he has repaired the three-headed and six-armed technique taught by Luocha. Now our Tonggu County has really become a fat sheep. Everyone wants to come. Take a bite. Since he also said he wants to marry me, it depends on his own ability."

"Continue to repair the city wall. If the formation can be repaired, there will be no aggrieved today."

"Also beware of these little monsters outside. Although most of them are weak, if they run in, it will not be easy to find them."

Regardless of how Feng Dake and Feng Shangjun reprimanded his subordinates, in the black smoke, the confrontation between a man and a monster has just begun.

You can't see your fingers in the thick black smoke. Only after opening your spiritual eyes can you see that the black smoke is a kind of filthy aura. In a corner of the black smoke, a dense core of filth beats like a heart.

All the images in the eyes of the spirit are abstract, and they are an essence of the appearance of the real world, but sometimes they are really not very helpful in combat.

Feeling the crow's feather flying blades constantly cutting through the skin on the body surface, but in the eyes of the spirit, they are like fish swimming in the sea, and their whereabouts in this sea of ​​filth are unpredictable. Du Kang can only release the ghost fog.

The pale ghost fog permeated into the black smoke and was instantly diluted, but Du Kang could already perceive the surrounding situation through the ghost fog.

Sharp black air blades flickered on the edges of the black crow feathers, rushing like fish in the black smoke waves, cutting shallow wounds on Du Kang's skin.

"Do you think this can grind me to death? You look down on me too much."

Following the perception, the six palms grasped at all angles of the surrounding space at the same time, and the six struggling crow feathers were caught in the hands, and with a firm grip, the magic weapon that had been sacrificed so hard was broken into pieces.

In the same way, after several rounds, Du Kang's small wounds all over his body healed into light red marks, and there were feather fragments under his feet.

"Come on, don't wait for me to be poisoned. I haven't breathed since I saw you, and the poison on your feathers doesn't seem to be useful to me."

Du Kang looked at the wound that was about to heal completely, and said so. One of the biggest advantages of having a Black Feather Demon Crow avatar is that you can guess the general ability of the other party without touching the other party.

During this period of time, the ghost mist spread more widely, and Du Kang could even sense the strange wriggling face of the Crow King in the black smoke.

The Crow King shook his black robe, and a group of crows flew out from his cuffs, surrounded Du Kang, absorbed the black smoke around him, and turned into warriors with masks on their faces, iron armor and swords in their hands.

As soon as these armored warriors took shape, they approached Du Kang silently.

Du Kang casually threw a fist at the nearest black-armored warrior, but saw that the steel fist passed through the warrior without a sound, like passing through a phantom. The armored warrior was unscathed.

If one move fails, it is the difference between life and death. The long swords of these warriors slashed across Du Kang's body, and a dozen streams of blood shot out from his body in an instant.

"Shadow Warrior?"

This name flashed in Du Kang's mind, this is an ability inherited by the Black Feather Demon Crow Clan.

These warriors from the underworld are like reflections in the water. Other people's harm to them is like a long sword piercing the water. It can only stir up a ripple, but it can't damage their essence, but their sword can hurt others.

Thick ghost fog spewed out from the surroundings, blocking the Shadow Warrior's movements, and Du Kang took the opportunity to jump out of the encirclement.

"Sure enough, I did not choose the wrong target. The rich skills of monsters are beyond the reach of ordinary monks. Big monsters should have a few unique skills in order to gain a foothold in the world. If I choose another monster to perform the knife, it may be true if the information is unknown. It will fall, fortunately, I know you better."

Taking out the sword from the stomach pouch, a shiny blade condensed from the fracture of the long knife, and a pale ghost mist spread from the handle, wrapping the blade.

The six-foot blade swept across the ground, cutting off the two shadow warriors at the front. Cracks spread from the severely wounded ghost body from the broken wound, causing the entire shadow warrior to disintegrate into a puff of black smoke.

He rushed into the shadow warriors who didn't know what life and death were, and hacked wantonly, and soon a dozen shadow warriors followed in the footsteps of their predecessors.

"You seem to know me well? You came here specially to find me?"

In the black smoke, the Crow King was still standing far away, and the easy death of Shadow Warrior, his hole card, made him regain his former composure.

"Knowledge of country monsters. Shadow warriors can only be killed with genitals. It's not an unknown secret. Only a monster like you with shallow knowledge will feel that someone will deliberately target you."

Du Kang's mouth is still sharp, but the dignified Crow King who regards Du Kang as his lifelong enemy will not easily fall for it.

"If I were a country monster, I don't know which big place you come from, and you want to grab a country woman from me."

The Crow King clasped his hands in front of his body, a ball of black flames ignited in his hands, raised his hands high and swung the flames into a two-foot-long black flame knife.

Crow King Hei Yu held a long knife in both hands, and said solemnly to the giant in front.

"Country monster Black Feather, I asked the monk from a big place for advice."

Du Kang allowed the opponent to prepare for the front move of the move, and did not easily step forward to attack.

Since the start of the war, he has never touched the opponent's body, and he is unwilling to act rashly without the support of intelligence. He has seen many strange abilities in the memory of the Black Feather Crow Demon King's inheritance, and he does not know how much the Crow King inherited. , It is the safest choice to see the trick and dismantle it.

Now the opponent is using this trick, which happens to be very familiar to him.

This is the Black Flame Knife. The black flame that makes up the blade claims that nothing is inflammable. In fact, it can only burn most of the ordinary substances in the world, and there are many things that it cannot burn.

Among them, other flames are included.

The ghost mist on the sword line dissipated, and the red-faced boy flew to the handle of the sword, opened his mouth and spat lightly, and a bright yellow flame blessed the blade.

Du Kang waved the flaming sword and made a gesture, and responded to Hei Yu.

"This monk, I am willing to guide."