After wearing the book, I was forced to become a fake system

Chapter 510 Asking for leave! Asking for leave! ! ! !

Niu Niu was arrested.

"Mo Lao, how should we deal with this person?"

The demon cultivator next to him yelled, and at this moment he was yelling to kill him.

"No rush, I'll keep him useful."

Mo Lao lowered his eyelids and said, "Put Mo Zi down first."

After saying that, everyone opened the black cloth, revealing the sleeping monk inside.

White clothes, silver hair.

True Monarch Bai Yu? !
Niu Chuanchuan who was caught was shocked, and Jia Xitong who was squatting on the tree was also stunned.

Senior Bai Yu, the incarnation of justice, who would have thought that he would be the Son of Nirvana that everyone has been looking for? !
Moreover, Bai Yu's predecessor is over 300 years old, and the son of Ji Mie is over 900 years old, so they can't match their age.

the other side

The molao prepared a new ritual with a blank face.

For hundreds of years, the devil has been brainwashed too much.Even if she tried her best, she couldn't make her return to the Demon Race willingly.

That being the case, the old man will give him a push today.

The son of Nirvana, the blood flowing in his body is the blood of the demon cultivator.When he completely became a demon cultivator and was shouted and beaten by the gang of martial arts cultivators, he should naturally be clear about which camp he belongs to.

"Everyone, be vigilant to me."

Mo Lao said in a deep voice, "Set up the sacrificial array!"

As soon as the words fell, the other six people stood around Zhenjun Baiyu.At that moment, I felt the sudden increase of the six of them.

Mo Lao roared angrily, and then cut his own wrist violently.

Black blood flowed out and dripped on Zhenjun Bai Yu's forehead.The blood was actually absorbed between the eyebrows, gradually turning into a blood-red mark.

True Monarch Bai Yu's body was ascending into the sky.

The Mo Lao next to him was making a formula with both hands, and he was chanting a mantra in a hurry.True Monarch Bai Yu was at the moment with long silver hair and fluttering clothes.

Can't let him finish reading.

That was Jia Xitong's subconscious first reaction.

She no longer hides her figure, takes out a phaseless pen and rushes towards them.

However, the formation of these six people is not a simple formation, but at the cost of their lives, to stimulate the sea of ​​consciousness and increase their cultivation to the maximum in a short period of time.With the increase in their cultivation in exchange for their lives, they are all at the peak of the devil king, but the realm of the devil king.

The difference in realm and numbers made it impossible for Jia Xitong to beat him.At this time, she suddenly saw Niu Chuanchuan who was being tied aside by Wuhuada.

Jia Xitong flew down suddenly.

The group of people seemed to have seen through Jia Xitong's movements, and flew over at once, chopping at Niu Chuanchuan's side.

"Small barrel, run!"

Almost beheaded by a knife thrown from behind, Niu Chuanchuan still hoped that Jia Xitong could escape quickly.

In fact, Jia Xitong turned around quickly, stretched out his claws and grabbed the small green bag that was casually thrown beside Niu Chuanchuan.This is her small bag, which contains all kinds of her treasures.

She put the bag on her head and walked towards Mo Lao.What's the point of fighting those demon cultivators, the real important thing is the demon master!
Sticking the Wing Talisman on her body, she is the little raccoon plus!

Jia Xitong took out the Wuxiang brush and swiped at Mo Lao.With the blessing of the Four Elephant Taixu Talisman and the Wing Talisman and Wuxiang Pen, the attack of the little raccoon is still effective against the molao.

Mo Lao's figure was shaking, and a mouthful of blood was vomited out of his mouth.

It's a pity that the other six people have already chased after him at this time, Jia Xitong is now dragging seven with one another, and he has no way to separate himself.

Mo Lao's movements speeded up, and he saw that his original appearance of four or fifty years old instantly became old, his face was wrinkled as if he were eight or ninety years old, and his whole body was covered with old spots.

At the same time, Zhenjun Baiyu's original silver hair gradually turned black.

　Babies, I am going to the hospital tomorrow, so I will be busy today!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)