Vicious cannon fodder is prohibited for beauties to play

Chapter 390 He is the Cannon Fodder Phoenix Man (30)

Why are the celestial masters getting worse with each generation?

In fact, this is also related to the fact that the spiritual energy is becoming increasingly impure and cultivation is becoming increasingly difficult.

However, things like the spiritual vein being polluted cannot be disclosed.

Because we don't know how much panic it will cause, and how much trouble it will cause if some people with ulterior motives seize the opportunity to cause it.

Not all people in the Xuanmen sect are good people who follow the rules and are dedicated to eliminating evil and defending the way of Taoism.

Rong Jue could not reveal these things.

He ignored Zhang Zhidao's increasingly direct gazes and indirect remarks, and was only concerned about the crack in front of him.

There were a few moments when I could spare some time to think about how Cen Cen was doing now? Was she in any danger?

But he was so smart that he would be able to avoid any danger. Besides, there was no abnormality in his binding spell.

As for Rong Jue, doesn’t he have control over every move of the entire mountain?

That doesn't mean that he can clearly see the scene in every place of the entire mountain, but that he can sense the spiritual state of every place in the entire mountain range, and even which places have demonic energy, which places have yin energy, and so on.

Most of his attention still needs to be focused on what is in front of him.

What is Cen Cen, who is still on Rong Jue's mind despite his busy schedule, doing?

Of course, we should move at full speed towards Rong Jue's direction.

The miscellaneous soldiers he met on the road didn't hinder his steps. Instead, they sensed his murderous aura from afar and automatically ran away with their tails between their legs.

This made Si Cen, who was in a bad mood and wanted to kill people, very depressed, so he simply released his pressure intentionally or unintentionally to drive the nearby soldiers over and kill them.

The so-called coercion can also be seen as a kind of hierarchical suppression among the demons.

He is the Lord of all demons, naturally he is of the highest level and can suppress all demons indiscriminately.

So the group of little bastards stared in amazement at those ugly monsters called demon soldiers who rushed over without any intelligence to deliver their food.

As he walked, the ghost killed people along the way.

His whip was still shiny black, without a trace of blood or dirt, but the strong murderous aura emanating from it was still frightening.

"What kind of boss is this? Does the ghost slaves raised by geniuses only choose geniuses? Just like he only plays with good-looking people?"

"What a ghost slave... If I had a guy as awesome as him... I would treat him as my ancestor!" (Your words are so powerful that even your ancestor's coffin can't suppress them)

Listening to his companions' whispers, Zhang Shan felt heavy-hearted.

Xiong Qing deliberately fell behind him until no one could hear their whispers. Then he bumped into Zhang Shan and whispered, "What are you thinking about? Why are you so worried?"

Zhang Shan looked up at the front and caught a particularly tall demon soldier, letting him get on all fours as a mount, and then he sat on the back of Si Cen to continue his journey...

This ghost was ruthless and showed no mercy - of course, these demon soldiers were very tenacious, as if they would not die as long as their heads were not completely shattered. When Si Cen killed them, his methods were quite cruel - he did not treat these demon soldiers as human beings and enslave them at all (do you want to listen to what you are saying?), these are not the point.

The point is... "I'm so panicked. Why do I feel like he doesn't look like a ghost?"

More importantly, "Do you remember what he said when we said he was Mr. Rong's ghost slave?"

How could Xiong Qing not remember the conversation that happened not long ago? His face changed, "He said he was Mr. Rong's...some demon lord."

The two looked at each other, unable to hide their panic.

Demon soldier, demon lord.

Is this a coincidence?

Someone come tell them it's not what they think.

However, whether it was the effortless look of Si Cen killing the demon soldiers, or the murderous aura emanating from the whip in his hand that seemed to be of the same origin as the demon soldiers...

"No, I'm having a heart attack!" Zhang Shan covered his heart exaggeratedly.

Of course, he didn't really have a heart disease, but his panic and fear now were almost the same as a heart attack.

"But... he is clearly full of negative energy, and has Mr. Rong's binding spell on his hands." Xiong Qing was still deceiving himself.

In fact, they don’t even know what a demon is. How can they dare to conclude that a demon cannot have negative energy and cannot be subdued by the Heavenly Master and controlled by binding spells?

"Can we secretly contact your elders? Your great uncle is the vice president of the association. The situation in the mountains is like this now. I don't know if the association knows about it. We have to find a way to spread the news, right?"

There were no mobile phones in this era.

On the contrary, some younger generations with wealthy families usually carry something with them to report news or ask for help from their elders.

Xiong Qing definitely doesn’t have it, but that may not be the case for Zhang Shan or those second-generation people.

Unfortunately, he was disappointed. Zhang Shan shook his head and said, "My family... Well, my status in my family is awkward. I am not as well-liked as you think. I don't have those things."

Xiong Qing agreed. If Zhang Shan was valued, the Zhang family would not have allowed him to be laughed at or even deliberately bullied by others for so many years.

However, because he is the only child of this generation in the Zhang family, even if the Zhang family dislikes him, they will not completely ignore his life or death.

He has something that can save his life, but it will only be triggered when he suffers a fatal attack.

He wouldn't deliberately waste his life just to give a message to his uncle, right?

Even the Zhang family has very few of these treasures left.

"Then I can only find a chance to ask the other second-generations..." Xiong Qing scratched his head.

However, Zhang Shan felt that they probably didn’t have that kind of thing. If they did, they would have used it when they encountered the first demon soldier.

The two people looked worried and didn't know what to do.

"Forget it. We're still alive anyway... and it seems that this boss's route is heading towards the center of the mountains. Aren't there mountain guards there? What if we meet them? What's more, if the boss wants to kill us, he can do it at any time and he will not save our lives. Let's just wait and see the situation." Zhang Shan whispered to comfort Xiong Qing, but in fact he was more comforting himself.

And at the front, Si Cen, who had enslaved a demon soldier to use as his mount, listened to the whispers of these little rogues and pulled the corners of his lips speechlessly.

It's really a persecution delusion.

Otherwise, he could just throw these burdens away and go find Rongrong by himself. He couldn't think of how fast he could move alone.

"Roar@￥%￥￥——"

The demon soldier under him suddenly became excited, mumbling something, and even wanted to stand up and run towards somewhere.

Si Cen's eyes turned cold and he whipped the demon soldier on the shoulder. "Shut up." He scolded in the demon language.

The demon soldier's shoulder was beaten to pieces immediately, but he soon became obedient.

But the restlessness and excitement in it could not be controlled.

At the same time, both Si Cen and the little Pacai heard the rumbling sound again and felt the earth shaking.

Si Cen looked in the direction where the voice came from, his face becoming increasingly cold.

he felt...

The breath of the demon general.

And it's more than that.