Shock! The Evil Emperor actually pampered the entire cultivation world

There were many people in this rest space, all of them were from the blue team. Zhu Jiu's emotionless gaze swept across Mo Huaizun, Chu Yi, Feng Zhiyi and Cangjie.

She looked at them as if they were strangers, and her eyes finally fixed on Wen Chaoxi.

Mo Huaizun and others felt inexplicably frightened by this look.

Wen Chaoxi stood calmly in the open space in the middle. His tall and slender figure was like a green sword, his face was solemn and his eyes seemed to be filled with the gleam of swords and sabers.

When she stood there, everyone was completely shocked by her powerful aura.

There was a faint buzzing of sword energy in the air.

Wen Chaoxi looked at the notorious evil cultivator and replied, "Who do you want to see? Why are you here?"

She has unsheathed her sword.

Zhu Jiu frowned slightly and explored the area with his spiritual sense, "Why didn't Lou Yeyu come?"

This attitude was naked contempt to Wen Chaoxi. How could a person in the Spirit Transformation Stage with such extraordinary combat power dare to be so arrogant in front of her?

She sneered: "Defeat me and she will come naturally."

Xingjun reminded Zhu Jiu, "Have you forgotten? She stabbed you with a sword in the Demon Hunters Guild before. It hurts so much. Stab her back quickly."

Haha too.

Zhu Jiu became a little interested in this meaningless battle, "Okay, it would be nice to use you to threaten Lou Yeyu then."

The onlookers held their breath and watched the moment when Zhu Jiu was tried and executed.

That’s great. She doesn’t feel safe at all being in the same arena with the evil cultivator. Although she helped them in the previous level, this person is moody and confusing, and she has no idea what she means.

Feng Zhiyi and Cangjie had expressionless faces, without any joy in their hearts.

She died, the revenge was taken, the entanglement was over, and then, in this world where there was nothing for them, survival became so sad and lonely.

No matter which way you go, it is destined to lead to a life worse than death.

Mo Huaizun discovered that he didn't want Zhu Jiu to die at all. The thought of that made his heart seem to be pierced and hollowed out.

He asked a question in his heart: Why is it that the night-blooming cereus happens to be Zhujiu?

Chu Yi thought that if Zhu Jiu died, he would unilaterally declare that all grievances with her were written off. He would, for the sake of their love, risk everything against the world and burn paper and incense for her on the first and fifteenth day of every lunar month.

If there is an afterlife, I hope she will be a good person, and when they meet again, she must not lie to him again. No, it doesn’t matter if she lies, because no matter what her identity is, he is always unconditionally attracted to her.

However, on second thought, soul cultivators know best that there is no afterlife.

Chu Yi's scattered thoughts suddenly froze, and the pain began to surface.

……

According to everyone's expectations, the situation should be that Zhu Jiu would be captured by Wen Chaoxi in no time, and then beheaded immediately as a display of public concern.

Who is Wen Chaoxi? He is one of the three insurmountable mountains in Jiuqu Shuozhou. What can Zhu Jiu do to fight him?

But once Zhu Jiu comes into contact with you, things tend to become outrageous.

After twenty moves, Zhu Jiu's glow stick had pierced Wen Chaoxi's lower abdomen.

The whole process was as fast as lightning.

Everyone: "!!??"

Lian Wen Chaoxi was in a daze and didn't even feel the pain.

Zhu Jiu tilted his head and asked with a smile: "Does it hurt?"

Wen Chaoxi suddenly felt that this sentence was damn familiar.

Before she could accurately grasp where the familiar feeling came from, Zhu Jiu's hand, which was glowing with a faint golden light, had already grabbed her chin in revenge.

Same as she had done to someone before.

Zhu Jiu turned the fluorescent stick embedded in his flesh and said, "It hurts more this way."

Wen Chaoxi's pupils trembled, is Zhu Jiu Zhen Youqian? ?

She opened her mouth and was about to speak, but Zhu Jiu exerted force on her hands, preventing her from uttering a single word.

The whole sequence of actions was particularly brutal.

Zhu Jiu glanced somewhere, and from outside the arena it seemed as if he was glancing at someone outside the arena, with a cold and ferocious smile on his lips.

"Lou Yeyu, if you don't come, she will die in my hands."

At this time, there was turmoil outside the arena due to two things.

One thing is that the evil cultivator Brother Cen opened the demon seal and wanted to kill Wenren Sejue.

Another thing is that Zhu Jiu, who knew what kind of demon it was, actually defeated Wen Chaoxi within twenty moves.

The impact of the latter incident was particularly huge.

I've seen people challenging opponents of higher levels, but I've never seen people challenging opponents of greater abilities.

Everyone looked dazed, as if they were living in a storybook and were just shocked by the passing of passers-by.

"Is there something wrong? Pinch me. Is this the real world? Am I also falling into the Mirror Mountain?"

The demon tribe that had been at the scene twice showed a calm sense of death, "I'm not dreaming. It's not so exaggerated in dreams. Accept the reality. Maybe we will be burned to death in a while."

"..."

But everyone soon realized one thing, there was something wrong with this Zhu Jiu, she was definitely not a normal cultivator!

"That's indeed not the case. Didn't Lord Jie Yan say before that she was possessed by the soul of a person named Zhu Jiu? How can she be normal with such a weird thing happening?"

Although people around were talking about it, saving people was the most important thing. Lou Yeyu and other senior executives immediately discussed countermeasures with heavy faces.

Finally came to a conclusion...whoever enters has to go sideways.

Can't beat it.

"..."

If even tall people can't do anything about it, then that would be the end of the world.

Things got a little out of control, there were big players, and they couldn't control it anymore.

How can this be done?

Yu Xishan looked at the humiliated Wenren Sejue with anger and heartache, "Save him! Save him first!"

This is natural.

Lou Yeyu stared at Wen Chaoxi, who was being held by Zhu Jiu, with a gloomy expression on his face. "The battle barrier between the factions is suspended. I will go in."

In this way, the Luofei Arena will become a free area, that is, the Luofei battlefield, and will no longer be controlled by the weapon spirit for transmission.

Penglai Fairy Island frowned: "She can easily defeat Wen Chaoxi, it's useless for you to go in alone."

There might still be hope of restraining her in the arena.

Lou Yeyu gave a subtle smile, "She is coming for me. I can lead her to the depths of the battlefield, and you can take the opportunity to rescue the others."

"There is not a trace of spiritual energy at the mouth of the Demon Abyss, which will definitely greatly restrict her. Then we can attack together."

Everyone pondered.

“If you hesitate any longer, she might force her way out of the realm like she did last time in Canglan Realm,” Lou Yeyu said.

Everyone nodded solemnly.

The barrier ended, all the images on Fengzhou Ferry disappeared, three separate arenas appeared before the eyes, and all the levels disappeared.

The arena turned into the original appearance of the Luofei battlefield, somewhat desolate and dilapidated.

Zhu Jiu noticed the changes around her, and it was at this moment that her spreading spiritual sense captured the humiliation suffered by Wenren Sejue.

Brother Cen broke his Dantian and hand bones, and with hatred in his heart he was about to dig out his blood-red pupils.

Behind them, the Rift Demon that had eaten all the hearts stood quietly behind them, with its sharp sickle raised high.

The blood and Wenren Sejue were mixed together, and there was not a single piece of good meat to be seen.

Zhu Jiu's gaze froze, her distracted expression suddenly became heavy, and for the first time, terrifying murderous intent burst out from her.

Wen Chaoxi, who was so close, felt that he was going to die.

What was Wenren Sejue thinking at this moment?

He looked at Brother Cen's resentful eyes and stabbed his fingers, remembering what Zhu Jiu said when they entered the arena: he would protect him. He wondered if it still counted.

Of course not, she is from the mid-level combat power group, how could she survive... No one can save him.

Wenren Sejue closed his eyes and waited for the pain to come.

but no.

Wenren Sejue opened his eyes in confusion, his gaze dull.

A huge hand emitting golden light grabbed Brother Cen and Lie Mo with a force that covered the sky and the sun, and let them struggle as easily as if they were two toys.

"Evil cultivator, huh." The empty voice coming from the sky was cold and familiar.

The bones of the giant hand tightened, and the man and the demon howled in fear, watching their bodies slowly turn into annihilation.

Wenren Sejue stared blankly. The sky had two colors, but the golden light was as bright as magma, flowing into his heart along his blood-red pupils.

His cold body suddenly became hot.

Golden hands grabbed him.

"Be good, don't be afraid." Zhu Jiu's voice was slightly majestic, mixed with a hint of gentleness.

Wenren Sejue's tiny body lay in the palm of his hand, his five fingers tightened, and he subconsciously closed his eyes, not out of fear, but... a sense of security.

In the eyes of outsiders, it was Zhu Jiu who snatched Wenren Se Jue away.

Yu Xishan, who rushed over but didn't catch up, jumped as high as his knees but still couldn't catch the golden hand. He was so frightened that his eyes turned red and he was about to die.

"Zhu Jiu, let him go, and I'll give you my life!"

Zhu Jiu: “…”

She doesn't like married men or those over eighteen years old.

She ignored it, but Wen Ren Sejue's weak voice reached Yu Xishan's ears, mixed with a strange joy.

"Dad, please go. He wants me, not you."

Yu Xishan: “???”

Is your father sick?

Oh no, he is the dad.

Are you sick?

After Zhu Jiu hid her beauty in her sleeves, the voice of "Lou Yeyu" exploded from a distance, "Zhu Jiu, aren't you looking for me?"

That direction...

The demonic energy is so dense that it is almost materialized. It should be deep in the Luo Fei battlefield, which is also the location of the Demon Abyss.

She did not chase after him immediately, but instead frowned, her eyes full of thought.

Xingjun saw her hesitation and asked, "What's wrong? What's wrong?"

"Don't you find it strange?" Zhu Jiu murmured, "Why has the Demon Lord not appeared even after all this has happened, and there is no trace of him."

Her spiritual sense searched the crowd back and forth, and any sign of something unusual would not escape her perception.

But, nothing.

Xingjun was also confused and said inexplicably: "Logically speaking, the victory or defeat of the camp battle is equivalent to destroying the Demon Lord's plan to open the Demon Abyss."

It should be angry and out of control, just like Brother Cen.

Is he really that good at hiding and enduring? Not only did he not show any flaws when he passed through Mirror Mountain, he also remained calm even when his three hundred years of hard work went to waste.

"Could it be that... Meng Huwan, who is now pretending to be Lou Yeyu, is really the Demon Lord? Then is she going to open the Demon Abyss herself?" Xing Jun speculated, sounding a little anxious when he said this.

"Should we stop her now?"