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Chapter 1191: The Method of Cracking

The edge of the Warcraft Mountains.

Countless screams shook the world, tens of millions of people in Handing City turned into demon corpses, and the black crowd was like ants, rushing towards the demon clan one after another.

They may not have had any cultivation before becoming the Demonic Corpse Clan.

But now he has turned into a demon corpse, a bloodthirsty demon!

When Qin Jiuer saw this scene, he was already prepared to fight to the death.

Even if the demons continue to resist, these guys cannot be killed at all!

One by one, they stood up again, fighting against the demons like crazy.

Qin Jiuer was desperate. If it were her, it would not be difficult to break out of the siege.

But standing behind her were millions of monsters.

As the demon king of the demon clan, how could he give up on his own people?

Qin Jiuer, who had been fighting for a day and a night, also had wounds of various sizes on his body.

"Soldiers! You can only rely on yourselves for the rest!" Qin Jiuer shouted: "If you have a chance to break out of the siege, go to Tiandu City Pier!"

"Go back to the East!"

But in the hearts of all the monsters, they know better, where are the opportunities?

The number of people on the other side is ten times that of our own!

Moreover, they are not human at all!

Qin Jiu'er didn't know what happened to the Monkey Demon King, but from the demon corpse clan who became more and more brave as they fought, Qin Jiu'er could see that the Monkey Demon King had failed!

She didn't have time to grieve, she looked up to the sky and roared, and countless red auras came out from her tail, fighting among the demon zombies. Wherever the aura passed, countless demon zombies turned into blood mist and condensed again.

this……

Why is this?

Why is it so strong?

Why does this happen?

Suddenly, a thunderbolt fell from the sky, hitting Qin Jiuer's huge body hard.

Qin Jiuer screamed, pain spread throughout his body, his nine tails supported his body, and he glared at the arrogant and arrogant figure in the air.

"Song Ba!" Qin Jiuer gritted his teeth and said angrily.

Five spiritual masters stood behind Song Ba. Song Ba looked at Qin Jiu'er with a proud face and laughed: "Submit to me! Your Monkey Demon King will soon be refined into a demon corpse by me. Jiu'er

Tailed Demon King, do you think there is any point in continuing to struggle?"

Qin Jiuer stared at Song Ba in the air fiercely: "Hmph, how can a hypocritical demon like you realize the glory of our demon clan?"

"Although our demon clan has been living in dire straits all year round, we have never given up and we have been working hard!"

"As a demon clan, we are lucky!"

"As a demon clan, even if you die, you will be honored!"

Listening to Qin Jiuer's words, Song Ba laughed loudly as if he had heard a joke: "Hahaha, you said it easily, but what about the monsters behind you? Aren't those monsters behind you afraid of death? Monsters

Friends of the tribe, put down your weapons, I promise, as long as you put down your weapons, I will never hurt you at all!"

When all the demons heard Song Ba's words, they all fell silent.

Countless demon zombies began to stop moving, and the demons lowered their heads and murmured to themselves:

"Yes, our life was not good before, but at least we are still alive."

"I don't want to die, I don't want to die!"

"If you die, there will be nothing left."

"No one can save us. The Demon King is no match for him."

One by one, they began to slowly lower their weapons and gave up their struggle.

"Do you really think he will let you go??" the Nine-tailed Demon King roared loudly: "Don't forget, he is a hypocritical demon! Can you really believe what those demons say?"

"If you give up now, you will end up like these guys, you will all turn into demon corpses!!" Qin Jiuer said loudly.

No matter what Qin Jiuer said, all the demon clan had already despaired in their hearts.

"It's not a bad thing to become a demon corpse tribe. At least you can still live."

"Yes, we have already lost and there is no way we can win."

"The Demonic Corpse Clan seems to be able to survive the catastrophe of ten thousand years."

Qin Jiuer gritted his teeth and stared at Song Ba with an angry face. He jumped away and rushed towards Song Ba fiercely.

But the powerful gap between the spiritual realm and the earthly spiritual realm is irreparable!

Song Ba didn't panic, raised his right hand and punched Qin Jiu'er in the face.

Qin Jiuer felt numb all over her body, trembling all over, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. Her nine tails could no longer support her huge body.

"Lu Yun!!!!" The moment Qin Jiuer fell down, he let out a hysterical roar, his beautiful eyes filled with despair.

"Hey, it's a pity that such a beautiful beauty was refined into a demon corpse. But because of your ancient bloodline and the special skills you have cultivated, you can only die." Song Ba frowned and raised his right hand with some reluctance.

Said: "In the past, I might have hesitated, but now I won't. You have no value to me at all."

The moment when Song Ba was ready to deal with Qin Jiuer.

In the sky, it seemed like a meteorite had fallen.,

The Sky-Tearing Sword came out and was instantly stuck on the ground.

Stand in front of the nine-tailed demon king.

Countless cracks appeared on the ground, and large numbers of demon zombies began to fall into the cracks.

The moment he saw the Sky-Tearing Sword, Song Ba's eyes turned red and he shouted angrily: "Tian-Tearing Sword?? Lu Yun, this time, I will kill you!!"

"What are you afraid of? Song Ba?" Lu Yun instantly appeared in front of Song Ba, the power of gods and demons in his body spurted out, and he stood calmly in the void.

"Lu Yun!!!" Song Ba's breath burst out, and he smiled coldly: "You are finally here! It saves me the trouble of looking for you, Lu Yun, today, I will kill you!!"

"You say I'm afraid? You're so interesting. You're just a master in the spiritual realm, but I'm a master in the spiritual realm. How can I be afraid of you?" Song Ba said with disdain.

Lu Yun glanced around the battlefield on the ground and sneered: "The secret method of the corpse exorcists combined with the secret method of the demon tribe is why they became like this, right?"

"As expected of Lu Yun, he is really smart." Song Ba said with a smile.

"Although I don't know how you did it, I know that if I kill you, they will no longer pose a threat." Lu Yun put away the Heaven-Removing Sword, held the Heaven-Removing Sword in his hand, and fired out a burst of sword energy.

Song Ba's body did not move at all, and five spiritual realm masters directly faced him. Although the five spiritual realm masters were powerful, they were instantly scattered by the power of Lu Yun's sword.

Seeing several people gather together again and recover their bodies, Lu Yun frowned: "As expected, then, I just need to deal with you!"

"Deal with me? Hahahaha, Lu Yun, these five spiritual realm masters are enough for you to eat. With them here, do you think you can get close to me?" Song Ba sneered and took a few steps back.

A pleasant voice sounded:
Chapter completed!
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