Black Snake Lord Wu Laowa took out a three-inch-long purple crystal from his pocket, with demonic energy lingering inside, and handed it to Qin Shitian, the master of Baimo Cave, as he walked.
"Master of the Cave, this is one of the twenty sacrificial crystals. If the benevolent demon is prepared and cannot take it, he will say that he is here to sacrifice himself to the crystal."
Qin Shitian nodded, took the sacrificial crystal, and said, "It's an advantage for him."
"Yes, I lost a little money, but I can avoid trouble." Wu Laowa said.
According to the original plan, if twenty demon cultivators want to exclude other demon cultivators and monopolize the demon god's gifts, they need to create sacrificial crystals.
Only the forces holding the Sacrifice Crystal can obtain the Demonic God's gift in the next great sacrifice, thus preventing outsiders from taking advantage of others.
It was previously decided that Baimo Cave would be responsible for refining it, and others would pay for it, which amounted to one hundred thousand taels.
Qin Shitian, the master of Baimo Cave, led everyone towards Mingsheng Inn.
Suddenly, a shrill whistle sounded.
Wu Laowa looked at the place where the sound came from, then winked, and dozens of disciples from Baimo Cave turned into streaks of black mist and flew over.
At the Mingsheng Inn, Zhou Hen suddenly pulled out his sword, and the sound echoed through the wind, spreading hundreds of feet.
"Qin Shitian of the Hundred Demon Cave heard that the benevolent demon was here and came here to visit." Qin Shitian's voice spread throughout the city.
Demonic energy was billowing everywhere, and one demonic cultivator jumped onto the roof one after another, looking towards where Mingsheng Inn was.
There are shadows and black clothes all around the Mingsheng Inn.
Zhou Hen snorted coldly and said, "The master of the sect is currently cultivating and it is not convenient to see guests."
The Master of Baimo Cave smiled and said: "Your sect master is too unscrupulous. I came all the way to meet the benevolent Demon God and exchange experiences on the Demonic Way. It must be that you servants did not receive any benefits, so you stopped me. Old Snake,
Go and meet this master for a while, and one move will suffice."
"Yes, cave master. Please enlighten me!"
After Wu Laowa finished speaking, he stretched his arm forward and patted it gently. The magic power burst out, and a large wall and even the door exploded.
Everyone in Baimo Cave looked at Zhou Hen and Yu Ping inside through the collapsed wall.
"please."
The black hole between Wu Laowa's eyebrows squirmed rapidly, and in an instant, nine hundred and ninety-nine giant black snakes emerged, all scurrying out, flying longer and larger.
The giant snakes were like rain, and the demonic energy was like clouds, swaying, intertwining and vibrating, covering an area of tens of feet.
After the nine hundred and ninety-nine black snakes emerged, the hair on the back of Wu Laowa's head parted, and a thicker golden snake suddenly appeared.
The golden snake soared up like a golden tornado and expanded rapidly. In just an instant, it turned into a giant golden snake that was hundreds of feet long.
The golden giant snake rushed into the group of black snakes, and the bodies of the thousands of snakes merged into one, turning into a twenty-foot-tall god.
The rest of the body of that god is the same as that of a human being, only the head on its neck is different.
On its neck, thousands of snakes danced wildly, clustered like a forest.
As soon as Wu Laowa made a move, he had a unique skill.
"Thousands of snakes worship the gods."
After Wu Laowa finished reciting, he clasped his hands together and bowed his head slightly to Zhou Hen.
Thousands of snake heads are placed in pairs, like palms clasped together, as if five hundred pairs of palms of different sizes are piled up into a hill.
Snake Mountain shines with light, and the light intersects with the sky, and the snake-head-shaped palms push out, layer upon layer, endless, each one is the size of a round table, and shoots towards Zhou Hen.
The demon cultivator watching from a distance widened his eyes. As soon as the thousand snakes came out to worship the gods, if the people on the opposite side couldn't catch them, the area of dozens of feet would be reduced to nothing.
Zhou Hen narrowed his eyes slightly, put away the scimitar, raised only the sharp stabbing sword, took a deep breath, and slowly extended the sword forward.
His sword was very slow, so slow that everyone felt the world freeze at that moment.
But in the blink of an eye, the cold light on the sword turned into ten, ten into hundreds, hundreds into thousands, thousands of lives.
On one side are snake-headed palms all over the sky, like dark clouds pressing overhead.
On one side were tens of thousands of sword lights, gathering and flashing like a millstone of cold light.
Seems evenly matched.
"That's not right..." Baibing Mozi and Qin Shitian discovered the problem together, because every bit of sword light seemed to have an extra power to deter the demonic energy.
The light of the sword hides the thunder.
An instant later, the snake-hand sword lights collided one by one, and disappeared as soon as they hit each other.
But in the blink of an eye, the snake hand and sword light are like bright fireworks, blooming brilliantly and then disappearing in an instant.
The next moment, in the dark night, thousands of fine thunders flashed, and the roar of thunder was deafening.
The nearby demon cultivator felt the terrifying power of thunder, and the body's true energy and mana came to a brief stagnation.
Even Baibing Mozi and Qin Shitian were wary and hesitated for a moment before trying to stop him, but it was already too late.
After thousands of lightnings sneaked in the dark night, they suddenly appeared in all directions of Wu Lao Wa, like huge lightning balls shining down on their heads.
"How dare you, junior!" Wu Laowa was frightened and furious, and dense swarms of snakes spewed out from his two brain holes.
This time, the group of snakes is not a condensation of demonic energy, but the body of the thousand snakes refined from mana and physical real snakes.
A swarm of snakes in the sky collided with Thunder.
Boom boom boom...
Crackling...
Wu Laowa was seen retreating continuously, electric light flashed all over his body, and the pungent burnt smell spread everywhere.
"That's enough." Qin Shitian raised his hand, and all the dozens of heads on his body spoke simultaneously, but there was no luck. It was as if everyone just let out a breath, and lightning suddenly exploded all over the sky, far away from Wu Laowa.
After the lightning left, everyone looked at Wu Laowa and saw that the elder of Baimo Cave was in tatters, his whole body was dark, and his skin was slightly cracked in many places.
The snakes that were blown apart by the thunder returned to their minds one after another.
"Humph!" Wu Laowa turned around and walked back to the team with a dark face.
"It's a tie," Qin Shitian said.
The demon cultivator watching the battle from a distance curled his lips and said nonsense.
Zhou Hen stands in front of the door, holding a sword and his clothes are still intact.
Under the night, it was quiet inside and outside Mingsheng Inn.
The black magic clouds in the sky continued to rotate and shrink rapidly, converging in the sky in the center of Dadong County.
In the center of the demonic cloud, blood-red demonic flames surged.
Wu Laowa glanced at the strange magic cloud, then turned to look at Zhou Hen, with a smile on his face and said: "This friend is really great. He is in the magic sect, but he practices thunder. It's rare, rare."
The demon cultivators looked at Zhou Hen warily.
"My family is a benevolent demon who specializes in the art of magic thunder. Everyone in the upper world knows that you are short-sighted and rarely seen. We are ordinary demon cultivators, cultivators of heaven, earth, fire and thunder, but we have the ability to cultivate our mouths and other cultivators like you."
It's rare for a cave master to do so." Yu Ping stood behind Zhou Hen and shouted.
Wu Laowa snorted softly and did not bother to argue with his entourage.
Qin Shitian, the master of Hundred Demons Cave, looked at the Demon of Hundred Diseases.
The Demon of All Diseases remained silent.
"Mozi, what do you think?" Qin Shitian asked.
The Demon of All Diseases said nothing.
Qin Shitian and Wu Laowa looked at each other, feeling helpless. It seemed that the Hundred Disease Demons were too cautious and were not sure about the strength of the Five Demon Sects, so they were unwilling to take action in person.
Wu Laowa secretly sent a message: "Master of the Cave, the arrow is on the string and has to be fired. The Demon God of Mercy has obtained three magical powers in a row, especially the Demonic Dragon Scale Armor. Once you get it, you will be of the first rank, far superior to the Mirror Demon Empress."
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Qin Shitian's eyes moved lightly. The Demon Dragon Scale Armor and the "Devil Dragon Immortal Body" were the skills he had been seeking all his life.
