"What are you here for, you guy?"

A cold and vicissitudes of voice came from the flames, revealing majesty and arrogance.

When Su Ruobai heard this, he smacked his lips and said, "According to what you said, I can't come yet. But if I don't come, will you be alone here, not be alone?"

"Lonely? I'm fine alone. There's no need for you to pretend. You haven't brought the things you promised to me last time. Just a guy like you who is untrustworthy will get annoyed when I see them."

Su Ruobai was not angry at all, and smiled and said, "Don't be so fierce! We have acquainted each other for a while. I brought something I didn't bring before this time. Look, there are four spirit bags on my waist, and there are good things inside."

When Fire Flame heard this, he immediately asked, "What are the good things?"

Su Ruobai clenched the ejaculation before his forehead and smiled badly: "If you want my good things, you have to help me again. No, it should be said that I will help me for half a month."

"What? Do you want to refine weapons again? I know that you must not be so kind to see me, and you want me to use it as a fire for you. What is it for you?"

Su Ruobai said helplessly: "The fire on you is so strong, and you won't lose anything after using it. Besides, what kind of friendship do we have? To help this little, isn't it a piece of cake for you? Let's do this, I'll give you some benefits first. As for whether you can help me or not, it depends on yourself!"

As he said that, he slapped the spirit bag, and the corpse of a third-level monster immediately flew out of the spirit bag.

When the flame saw it, it rushed up and swallowed the entire body of the monster.

"Haha... it's delicious, it's really delicious. I want it, give me two more."

Su Ruobai smiled and said, "Is it delicious? Do you still want it? Then do you help me? Let me tell you the truth, this time I used the corpse of a monster to refine weapons. Except for the crust claw beast horn demon pill, the rest of the things are given to you. There are more than twenty heads. It tastes delicious when I think about it, and I am almost drooling."

"Help, help now! Take out your weapon refining cauldron!"

Su Ruobai smiled proudly, slapped the spirit bag, and a small black cauldron floated on his hand.

The flame saw the small tripod appear and suddenly drilled in. The originally black tripod body immediately turned white, which was very magical.

Su Ruobai no longer hesitated, and then poured out all the corpses of the monsters "picked" from the forest of death, took out the essence, removed the dregs, and took out various auxiliary materials, sorted them out, and the half-month retreat began!

The Demon Dragon Sect is one of the four major demon sects in Shenzhou. There are thousands of demon cultivators in the sect. There are only 40 or 50 demon cultivators above the Golden Pill stage, and there are three old demons in the Nascent Soul stage. They are truly overlords.

However, in recent days, for the Demon Dragon Sect, there have been mixed joys and sorrows. What is happy is that the eldest lady of their Demon Dragon Sect finally got rid of the disease that had been troubled for more than ten years and was promoted to the saint; what is worried is that the old sect leader died. At this point, only two old demons in the Nascent Soul Stage remained, and they no longer had the glory of the past.

Although they have not found the corpse and spirit bag of the old sect leader until today, the life lamp connected to the old sect leader's blood has been turned off. The lamp is turned off and a person dies. This is unchangeable, and there will be no miracles.

Today is the day when the four major demon sect leaders gathered. Nan Zhentian, the new Demon Dragon Sect leader, changed into a red dragon brocade robe that only the sect leader could wear early in the morning. Although he only had the late Jindan cultivation level, his combat power was strong and he was known as the first person under the Nascent Soul. As the youngest son of the old sect leader, he would not say anything else.

In front of the bronze mirror, he sorted out his clothes, a faint smile appeared on his rough face, thick eyebrows and cold eyes, and the dense stubble on his chin made him look quite masculine as women often said.

At this moment, a knock on the door sounded, and then a girl's voice was like a lark chirping, and then it came into the room.

"Uncle, are you here?"

Hearing this, Nan Zhentian put away his smile and said gently: "Is it Wan'er? Come in, I'm here!"

With a "crunch", the door was pushed open from the outside and a girl in a long black dress walked in from outside.

The girl is not tall, but she is very beautiful and has a very exotic style. Her big eyes are clear and bright, her white and tender skin is shattered, her high nose bridge, thin lips, and curved eyebrows reveal a sense of mystery, making people want to get close to her and want to ask her secrets.

She has a very good figure. Although she is not tall, her waist is very thin and her legs are slender. Although she looks a little thin, she is straight and convex and just right.

Today, wearing this black long dress, coupled with her big wavy hair that was somewhat close to brown, revealing her beauty undoubtedly.

She is no other person, she is Wan'er, who once met Su Ruobai. Of course, her surname is Nan, and she is Nan Batian's only niece, and now the saint of the Demon Dragon Sect.

"Wan'er, you came to me specifically. Is there anything important thing?"

Nan Wan'er lowered her head, pinched one side of her skirt, and then hesitated: "I...I want to enter the holy land!"

"Entering the Holy Land? You are only in the early stage of foundation building. Are you looking for death when entering the Holy Land? I don't agree!"

"Uncle, I... I am a saint now, and all saints of all generations are going to enter the holy land. Although I only have the early stage of foundation building, I have already obtained the power of spiritual consciousness. With spiritual consciousness, I know where there is danger and where there is safety. So as long as I am careful, I will definitely not be in trouble."

Nan Zhentian still refused and said, "It's still not possible. Although you have the power of spiritual consciousness, you don't have the power to protect yourself. Where is the holy land? Even I dare not go in easily. If something happens when you go in, how can I explain to your dead father? How can I explain to your grandfather? Wan'er, I have just taken over as the sect leader, so don't cause trouble for me, okay?"

Seeing that Nan Wan'er was about to speak, Nan Zhentian said directly: "Okay, go out. I will meet with the sect leader of the other three sects in a while. In more than ten days, the righteous path will come. This time, my Demon Dragon Sect must win the lead. You must not be looked down upon by them just because your grandfather is gone. Fighting against the righteous path cultivators is what we need to consider now. As for the others, don't bother me."

When Nan Wan'er heard this, she hesitated for a moment, so she had to nod her head gently, then turned around and walked out of the house.

Looking at her back, Nan Zhentian whispered to himself: "You look more and more like your mother. I promised your mother to protect you for the rest of your life. If you have something to do, how can I be worthy of your mother?"

In a blink of an eye, it was already seven days later.

At Qingshuimen, a group of disciples are in the afternoon class.

And at this moment, a loud "boom" sound suddenly sounded, and then, dark clouds were spread over the mountain behind Qingshuimen.

"What's going on? What's going on?"
Chapter completed!