Cannon fodder master, she became a group favorite after tearing up the script

Chapter 179 Isn't Their Demon Lord a Demon Cultivator?
Without thinking about it, Ji Wuye put Dan Xin away.

Thinking of the dream he had before, the young man's expression was a little strange.

He thought that he might need to go to Qianzhu City again.

There must have been something he ignored back then, so that he would still have nightmares many years later.

Obviously he had already let go.

Ji Wuye thought, maybe Qian Fangfang's soul was not completely burned by him, so he gave her the opportunity to do evil.

That's right, that's it.

Ji Wuye stepped out of the room.

The peach blossoms in the courtyard are in full bloom, but he has no intention of admiring them.

Before the young man left, he took another look at Yan Huidian, thought for a while and took out the message stone, leaving a message for Master.

Demon Realm has been a bit turbulent recently

I don't know where the news came from, that is, their Demon Lord is actually not a Demon Cultivator, but a righteous monk!

Whoa!
As soon as this news came out, it was spread to ten, ten to hundreds, and the whole Demon Realm was boiling!
Even a demon cultivator can't accept that their leader is actually the Righteous Way they hate the most, who can bear it!
But rumors are rumors, most magicians are still rational.

While resentful, he still takes a wait-and-see attitude towards such ambiguous gossip.

Devil's Temple
Lou Qinghan exuded a gloomy aura all over his body.

To say that he is not a demon cultivator? !
Damn, it was discovered!
Lou Qinghan exuded a strong black energy all over his body, releasing a powerful coercion.

All the subordinates in the hall hang their heads tremblingly, sweating all over their heads and dare not speak.

Who is spreading the rumors? His Majesty Mozun is not a Moxiu!
If you have the ability, come to the Demon Palace to experience this terrifying coercion, this boiling devilish energy, who would believe it if it wasn't a demon cultivator?
Lou Qinghan's sharp eyes swept over the heads of the people in the hall one by one.

The extremely gloomy coercion continued to spread outward.

puff puff puff

One after another, the demon envoys couldn't bear it and knelt down.

"Your Highness, spare your life! Your Highness, spare your life!"

"Your Highness Mozun, please let this subordinate go!"

……

Seeing the terrified and submissive expressions on the faces of all the demon envoys, Lou Qing coldly pursed his lips.

In my heart, I breathed a sigh of relief.

The Tao is that this high-level magic transformation pill is really useful.

No one knows that Lou Qinghan is the Lightning Root of Darkness.

Since he practiced, the external manifestation of his spiritual power is black.

As for how to deceive all the demon cultivators back then to ascend to the position of Demon Venerable.

Still have to rely on the high-level transfer magic pill.

It was obtained by him in a secret place in the early years. He thought that this tasteless pill would be useless to him, although the recipe of the pill was lost long ago.

He even wanted to auction it off at one point.

Until later I met Yan Ning.

But the problem now is that there is only one high-level transformation pill left.

Normally, he hardly does anything in front of outsiders. He wanted to deal with some disobedient youngsters a few days ago, but someone with a heart found out.

Originally, there were only three Magic Transformation Pills in the medicine bottle he got.

One was used when fighting for the position of Demon Lord.

It takes one to deal with the rumors these days.

the last...

Lou Qinghan's face was tense, he needed a surefire solution.

Or crack the recipe of turning magic pills.

It takes only seven days for a pill to expire.

Lou Qinghan suddenly got up from the soft couch, the man in black breathed bitterly, and disappeared into the magic hall in the blink of an eye.

Qianquecheng

Ji Wuye stepped into the city again, and the memories of being tortured and abused in his childhood flooded into his mind instantly.

The man's complexion did not change.

He was dressed in a black robe, tall and straight, with a handsome face.

But the only way to cultivate is to establish a foundation.

As a result, evil or sticky sights from bright and dark places fell on him like a scramble.

(End of this chapter)