Taming the Demon: A Guide to Raising a Great Sage

Chapter 167 166, the final winner!
"Where is the Wind King Orb? Why is the Wind King Orb missing?"

"Impossible to miss! That guy has been blasted to pieces before, he has no chance to collect the orb!"

"It must have been affected by the spell after losing the protection of the black wind, and fell to the top of the stage, buried in flesh and blood!"

"Brother, don't worry about it so much, the Wind King Orb is definitely still there, kill all the others first, and then carefully search for the orb!"

No one believed that the Wind King Orb would disappear.

Everyone, including the "spectators" outside the arena, thought that the Fengwang orb was just affected by the spell and fell to the ground on the top of the stage.

And the ground on the top of the stage is covered with various debris:

The fragments of bone warriors and stone warriors brought up by the four guardian monsters of pigs, horses, cattle and sheep, the bone fragments of the three skeleton archers of "Qin Shubao", all kinds of explosions that exploded on the top of the stage and the ground when they besieged "Qin Shubao" Fragments, the remains of the corpse after killing the second summit cultivator...

Now the top of the high platform is covered with all kinds of broken bones, gravel, dust, and even minced flesh and blood.

The Wind King Orb was probably covered by various fragments.

Anyway, the orb must still be there.

Even if it's not on the top of the stage, it must be in this square that is also covered with fragments of all kinds of Taoist soldiers and monsters. I don't know which fragments are blocking it.

From the perspective of the monks present, the most important thing now is to kill all other competitors first.

When only you are left on the field, you can slowly search for the Wind King Orb.

So after a moment of silence, the monks on the field began to release various spells to attack each other.

Now there are only seven monks left in the square.

But these seven monks fought extremely fiercely.

Everyone has displayed the secret technique at the bottom of the box, and everyone has used up all kinds of precious secret treasures without hesitation.

The light of various spells and secret treasures staggered back and forth on the square, setting off bursts of violent explosions, plowing the ground layer by layer, and even the corpses of giant cows, sheep, and horses that were used as shelters were bombed to pieces. tattered.

After a short firefight, the final winner was finally decided.

In the sound of heavy footsteps.

Dragging a pair of artificial legs, Qin Wuyue staggered through the shattered corpses, walked along the steps, and walked towards the top of the stage.

She has "Earth Lotus Stone Milk", which can quickly replenish the primordial power, eliminate the shock of spellcasting in the sea of ​​consciousness, and instantly fill up the number of spellcastings.

Relying on this treasure, she can unscrupulously cast her most powerful secret technique "Dementor Claw" continuously and instantaneously at the cost of three times.

As soon as the battle started, the first person she dealt with was the girl in Tsing Yi.

Because the girl in Tsing Yi also has lotus stone milk, she can also instantly cast seventh-rank spells at will without sacrificing consumption.

Moreover, the seventh-rank spell "Golden Flame Needle" of the girl in Tsing Yi has an extremely fast attack speed and great power, which can also pose a considerable threat to Qin Wuyue.

Therefore, after Qin Wuyue made eye contact with the girl in Tsing Yi and reached an agreement to jointly deal with other people first, she immediately backstabbed the girl in Tsing Yi, cast a "soul-destroying claw" on her, pulled out her primordial spirit, and pinched her gotta smash.

The girl in Tsing Yi couldn't believe it until she died, that Qin Wuyue would be the first to attack her.

It is clear that they have cooperated happily along the way, and even cultivated a tacit understanding. It is obvious that an agreement has been reached, and they must first join forces to drive other people out of the game, and then compete with each other.

The girl in Tsing Yi died with regret.

Qin Wuyue has her own calculations:

Everyone else knows that you and I are the same way, now I kill you first, I am the only one left, and I am still disabled with a pair of artificial legs, although this does not affect my spellcasting, but other people will definitely do it intentionally or unintentionally Look down on me and regard me as the least threatening opponent.

In this way, other people will definitely deal with the pair of senior brothers first, then the guy with Wujin Xiaozhu, and then the female cultivator who killed the giant bull with the secret treasure.

The facts were not what Qin Wuyue expected.

After the girl in Tsing Yi died, the others really didn't focus on her anymore.

Although there were various instant spells constantly bombarding her, none of the most threatening seventh-rank spells and secret treasure attacks fell on her.

This is why the other monks intentionally or unintentionally underestimated her, a woman with disabled legs.

But no one knew that her pair of artificial legs was simply a magic weapon.

It can make her move as fast as a gust of wind, display the "lightness kung fu" that is not inferior to a fifth-rank warrior, and also bless her with a shield of eight-rank strength.

Relying on the ease of movement given by the pair of prosthetic legs, as well as the contempt of others for her, coupled with the miraculous effect of the ground lotus stone milk, Qin Wuyue succeeded in having the last laugh.

After killing the last monk.

Qin Wuyue finally climbed to the top alone, climbed up to the high platform, squatted down and searched carefully among the debris on the top of the platform.

And Qin Wuyue, who finally climbed to the top, and all the audience outside the venue, didn't notice that the little skull that rolled onto the top of the stage had disappeared at some point——

That little skull was not very eye-catching, and no one paid attention to it.

Previously, due to the existence of "Qin Shubao" and the second monk who reached the top, the top of the stage suffered three rounds of magic bombing.

Slightly larger broken bones, stones, and corpses were blown to pieces. At this moment, the debris on the ground on the top of the platform was no larger than the size of a fist.

So even if someone has a strange perspective and pays special attention to the little skull, they will only think that the little skull, like other broken bones, rubble, and corpses that fell on the top of the stage, was bombed into pieces , is no longer complete.

At this moment.

Qin Wuyue's eyes were frenzied and her face was full of excitement, and she kept groping for bones, stones, and even flesh and blood on the ground, and she kept trembling in her mouth:
"The Wind King Orb is mine now! Where is the Wind King Orb? The Wind King Orb..."

Soon, her hands were already covered with blood plasma, and her face was also covered with a layer of stone dust and bone powder.

But after searching for a long time, I found nothing.

In desperation, Qin Wuyue stood up and cast a wind spell.

On the top of the high platform, a gust of wind immediately blew away all kinds of light debris on the top of the platform.

When the bone stone powder was flying all over the sky, something was blown away by the strong wind, together with some fine bone fragments and a few pieces of cloth, they were thrown out in a whirl.

Qin Wuyue glanced at the object out of the corner of her eye, glanced sideways, then withdrew her gaze and stopped paying attention.

Because it was just a dilapidated writing brush with a yellowed barrel and a half-bald tip. It was a relic of the monk who was blasted to pieces.

Can be carried by monks, the semi-bald writing brush may be a magic weapon.

But at this moment, Qin Wuyue only had the "Wind King Orb" in her eyes, and she didn't even bother to collect the small black gold awl that could defeat the "golden bell jar", so how could she put that inconspicuous writing brush in the In eyes?

She didn't pay attention to the writing brush tool anymore, nor did she pay attention to other light fragments blown by the strong wind, letting them fall in all directions, or fall under the high platform, or fall into the muddy pool outside the square.

The worn-out writing brush was first blown to the bottom of the high platform, bounced twice on the ground after landing, then rolled for a while, and fell into the muddy pool.

Qin Wuyue scraped off the ground on the top of the platform with a spell, and even the flesh and blood were blown away, but there was still nothing on the top of the platform, and there was no trace of the Wind King Orb.

Cold sweat broke out on Qin Wuyue's forehead, his eyes were bloodshot, his pale cheeks had two morbid flushes, dragging a pair of half-damaged artificial legs, he searched carefully on the steps around the top of the stage.

"Wind King Orb... Where did my Wind King Orb go?"

After searching all over the steps, but found nothing, Qin Wuyue began to search other places in the square, carefully examining every piece of debris...

In the secret room that does not know where.

Young Master Jinyi stretched his waist, shook his head and laughed:

"I didn't expect that the one who survived to the end would be that Qin Wuyue. Unfortunately, I thought it would be Qin Shubao who killed everything..."

That Qin Shubao almost fits the characteristics of the protagonist in all the stories in the story:
Unattractive appearance, innocent disaster, super luck, pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, a strong outbreak...

Young Master Jin Yi is very optimistic about Qin Shubao, so that when "Qin Shu Bao" single-handedly kills wild boars, climbs to the top of the high platform, and kills the black wind, and the banker also announces the last bet, Young Master Jin Yi throws [-] yuan without hesitation, betting that Qin Shu Bao can survive to the end, and wins Orb.

Although even if he survived to the end and got the orb, he would definitely not be able to get out of the ruins, and the Fengwang orb, including the treasures he had obtained before, would have to be vomited out, but this has nothing to do with Mr. Jinyi.

As long as Qin Shubao survives to the end and gets the orb, Young Master Jin Yi will win the last bet tonight.

And after seeing Qin Shubao displaying the secret technique of Buddhism, after killing wild boars alone, there are obviously not a few gamblers who choose to bet on Qin Shubao like Young Master Jinyi.

As a result, Qin Shubao exited the game so hastily, and was even the first to go out, causing Jin Yi and the gamblers who bet on him to lose a lot.

Thinking back carefully at this moment, Mr. Jin Yi felt that he was still too young and too hasty.

Then Qin Shubao is too strong, overwhelming all heroes, and the first to climb to the top, the first to touch the Fengwang Orb, he will surely become the target of public criticism.

Although the strength of the other monks was far inferior to Qin Shubao's, even with their own spells alone, they couldn't break Qin Shubao's "golden bell cover", but some of them obtained powerful secret treasures during their previous expeditions.

"Sigh, I shouldn't have been so hasty. I saw a monk take a small Ujin awl and kill a giant goat with one blow... I'm going to lose tonight!"

Young Master Jin Yi shook his head and laughed.

Tonight, his gambling luck was not good, he made repeated bets and made mistakes, and lost more than 8 silver dollars in one night.

Of course, more than 8 silver dollars is nothing to a young man from a top wealthy family like him.

Because his monthly pocket money is a whole hundred thousand silver dollars——Shen Lang’s reward amount is only one hundred thousand silver dollars, and this is already the top ten sky-high price rewards in the history of the black market, which is already worth many worlds Warriors, and even Taoist monks, risked their lives to fight.

But for the children of the top wealthy families in Dongtu, a mere one hundred thousand silver dollars is nothing more than a month's pocket money.

Mr. Jin Yi lost more than 8 silver dollars in one night, and the result was nothing more than a little bit of financial constraints this month.

Mr. Jinyi himself didn't care about winning or losing. He only cares about one thing now:

Where did the Wind King Orb go?

It's a pity that when Qin Wuyueman was looking for the orb, the "live broadcast" was over, and the dealer began to settle the bets.

Young Master Jinyi failed to see where the Fengwang Baozhu went, nor did he see what happened to Qin Wuyue.

"I don't know how the ruthless Qin Yaonv will die... and the Fengwang Orb, um, it should be in the square, right? Oh, I hope Qin Yaonv can touch the orb before she dies. "

Young Master Jinyi thought leisurely, stood up supported by two beauties in tulle, left the secret room, went to an elegant, luxurious bedroom hidden, and enjoyed the tenderness of the beauties.

In the legacy mansion.

Qin Wuyue is still searching for the Fengwang Orb.

At this time, her emotions had become extremely agitated, her pale cheeks were as red as fire, and her red eyes showed a trace of madness.

The high platform has been searched up and down, and most of the square has been searched.

She rummaged through every piece of debris on the ground. Even the corpses of giant cows, sheep, horses, and even dead monks were opened by her, and even their stomachs were ripped open. After a while.

She, who loves cleanliness by nature, is now covered with various stains:
Blood stains, mud dust, bone meal and even all kinds of corpse mucus and feces...

But she couldn't care less about it.

In my heart, there is only the Wind King Orb.

"Damn it, where did my Wind King Orb go?"

She was muttering to herself, then suddenly screamed frantically, squandering spells in all directions as if venting.

All of a sudden, raging flames, strong winds, black smoke, blood mist, and ghost hands swept across Hurricane, blasting the ground of the square into tatters, and sweeping an unknown amount of rubble and bones into the muddy pool.

After venting for a full quarter of an hour, the spells were released at random, and Qin Wuyue fell to his knees powerlessly just now, propped his hands on the ground, panting sharply, with saliva dripping from the corner of his mouth, and screamed:

"Why? Why can't I find the Wind King Orb? Such a big bead... Where can it hide?"

While shouting, a pair of boot toes suddenly broke into Qin Wuyue's field of vision facing the ground.

Seeing the sudden appearance of the pair of boot toes, Qin Wuyue's heart tightened, her pupils shrank suddenly, and she raised her head suddenly. Before she could see the appearance of the visitor, she felt a flash of coldness in front of her eyes, a chill in her neck, and then she felt as if she had lost everything. Lost the weight and flew up lightly.

When the perspective was spinning, a low and hoarse male voice came to her ears:

"game over."

Poo tom!

Qin Wuyue's head fell to the ground, her face was raised, her lips were slightly parted, and the appearance of the person who killed her was reflected in her eyes that were gradually dimming.

It was a man in a golden robe and a smiling mask, holding a three-foot long sword in his hand.

"My... Wind King Bead..."

Qin Wuyue's consciousness slowly dissipated, and her eyes were full of unwillingness.

The man in the golden robe and mask glanced at Qin Wuyue's head, and said in a low voice:

"Clearance."

A group of white-clothed men who did not know when they appeared on the square bowed to the man in the golden robe and mask at the same time, and began to clean the square.

They carefully searched every corner of the square and the high platform, taking all the treasures of heaven and earth, magic scrolls, secret treasures and props obtained by the monks from their previous expeditions, as well as the monks' own elixirs, treasures, magic tools, and props. They collected everything, even Qin Wuyue's pair of half-damaged prosthetic legs were not spared.

Afterwards, all the broken bones and corpses in the square were thrown into the muddy pool, allowing the giant crocodiles to devour them.

When the square was cleaned almost.

A man in white suddenly walked up to the man in the golden robe and mask trembling all over, bent deeply, and said in a trembling voice:
"Left, Master Zuo Shi... Feng, the orb of the King of Wind... seems, it seems... really disappeared!"

[Ask for a ticket~! 】

(End of this chapter)