Quick Transmigration: Sword Master's Thousand-Layer Routine

Chapter 48 Undercover
From this point of view, the demons suffered purely from an indiscriminate disaster.

As an immortal cultivator today, Mingying is very concerned about not being able to ascend to the ascension—after all, she doesn't plan to have her boyfriend go back to her hometown, and if she wants to crush the void, she can only rely on her own efforts.

So whether she can ascend is quite important to her: "Brother Wangchen, you know so well, do you know how to solve the problem of not being able to ascend?"

Thinking of begging for help, Mingying hugged her boyfriend enthusiastically, recalled the way girls act like a baby, and blinked at him.

This was the first time he looked like this, although his expression was a bit strange, but Wang Chen would not expose it at all: "Of course I know."

"What is it?" Mingying asked eagerly.

Wangchen frowned, but what he said made people shudder: "Kill all the demon cultivators, and kill those who know the exercises by the way."

... Mingying leaned back and looked up at her boyfriend in front of her.

Well, it's still that pretty face, untainted, holy and beautiful as always.

It's just that what you say doesn't have much to do with people?

"Is there no other way?" To be honest, Ming Ying doesn't quite support this practice of killing one thousand by mistake than letting one go.

After all, Wangchen also said that some magic cultivators fall into the devil because they are polluted by the devil's energy. It's a bit sloppy to kill people so directly.

"Is Aying so kind?" Hearing Mingying's words, Wangchen's expression remained unchanged.

Mingying looked at Wangchen in surprise: "What did you think?"

The man opened her fingers and interlocked with her: "I thought Ah Ying wanted to be the savior."

"Cough, cough, cough..." Mingying was taken aback by these words, and the tea in her mouth choked her throat sorely.

After finally recovering, Mingying looked at Wangchen strangely: "You think too much, you can't beat four with two fists, I don't intend to be this savior."

She is not the only one who wants to ascend, and of course everyone needs to work together to save the world.

It's just how to gather that group of demon cultivators together, this is a problem...

He lowered his head in thought, and suddenly his eyes fell on the big hand interlocking his fingers.

Thinking of Wangchen who cooperated with Zhao Xi, Mingying's eyes were somewhat clear: "You have already prepared, and you are still here to trick me?"

"What are you talking about, Aying? I don't understand." Wangchen said while holding Mingying's hand tightly, his face full of innocence.

It's a pity that Mingying doesn't like this, she pulled out her hand and attacked Wangchen's armpit: "If there is a problem, let's solve it together, don't think about solving it alone, tell me quickly, what are you going to do?"

"If you don't say anything, don't blame me for being rude to you."

Wangchen, who was thrown down, stretched out his hand to support Mingying's waist, and lay down on the ground: "I want to know how Aying plans to be rude to me."

Hearing this, Mingying unceremoniously tickled her boyfriend's itch.

But how to put it, tickling needs someone's cooperation, and she did it so cooperatively, the expression on Wangchen's face did not change at all.

After doing this, Mingying's expression changed first: "You are a piece of wood, you don't feel anything at all."

"It seems that someone's tricks are useless to me." His face showed a bit of complacency: "Then how can we change to be rude to me?"

After staring at her boyfriend for a while, Mingying held his face and kissed him fiercely, and looked at him with admiration: "Please, brother Wangchen, tell others."

Being looked at by the one he loves like this, Wang Chen has no resistance.

When did he refuse her request?

It's just that the benefits can't be just that.

Under Mingying's surprised gaze, he skillfully grabbed the back of her head and kissed her gently.

"There is only such a small benefit, but it is not enough."

When she walked out of the main hall of the Demon Palace, Mingying's legs were still limp.

Seeing Mingying's appearance, Wuling looked ambiguous: "Yo, finally came out."

Hearing these words, Mingying's cheeks became hot: "Sister Wuling, stop joking."

Seeing that the other party was still talking, Mingying quickly changed the subject: "Isn't the team that helped Zongzhu Zhao arrest people still sending people? Just let me go."

Wu Ling's smile restrained a bit: "It seems that you know a lot."

Patting Wu Ling on the shoulder, Ming Ying said solemnly: "Don't worry, Sister Wu Ling, I won't make Zhao Xi feel better."

If you want to catch all people in one go, the best way is naturally to sneak into the magic cultivator.

Wangchen concealed his identity and cooperated with Zhao Xi in the name of the Demon Emperor to eliminate the highly cultivated demon clan and help Zhao Xi capture the sacrifices.

The technique of the Blood God Sect is to use the flesh and blood of other monks to practice.

Among them, the most powerful is the "Thousand Souls Refining God Formation" built with monks' cultivation and flesh and blood, using tens of thousands of monks as sacrifices, which can directly bring people's cultivation to Mahayana.

It is said that the higher the cultivator's cultivation level, the sacrifice can even make people ascend directly.

This formation is not something that can only be enjoyed by one person alone, the condition Zhao Xi offered was to share this formation with the Demon Emperor.

He will create an opportunity for the Demon Emperor to let the Demon Race catch those monks.

That group of Demon Cultivators will naturally cooperate with the Demon Race.

What can drive the magic cultivator is naturally the so-called ascension.

Demon cultivators who can join forces with Zhao Xi naturally don't have many good things. As for other demon cultivators, it's just a small problem.

Naturally, to deal with the rats, the most important large units must be dealt with first, and the other demons can be dealt with slowly.

In order to make the acting more realistic, all Lingxiu lurking in the Demon Realm were arrested.

Not only that, a large group of silent demons suddenly cooperated with the demon cultivators and kidnapped a large group of spiritual cultivators.

For a while, everyone in the world of cultivating immortals was in danger.

In order to show sincerity, these sacrifices are guarded by the Demon Race, and the sacrifices will only be brought over on the day when the formation is opened.

There was a large group of Demon Cultivators who practiced the Blood God Sect's kung fu, and a group of people devoured a lot of flesh and blood. Not to mention the blood on their bodies, their cultivation base was still a little light.

Ming Ying was originally only at the Golden Core stage, but when she was following a group of Demon Race monks, her cultivation also broke through, and she became a Nascent Soul stage monk.

After fighting with Moxiu a few times, she found that this group of Moxiukong had cultivation, but their combat effectiveness was not very good.

Of course, the method of killing people is very cruel. Several times, a group of demon cultivators wanted to suck flesh and blood in front of Mingying. Fortunately, she was smart and made excuses to say that it was not easy to arrest people. Don't waste it here, and saved such a group of spiritual cultivators .

This group of demon cultivators looked at Lingxiu as if they were slaughtered Chinese New Year pigs. Occasionally, Ming Ying could feel the gaze of the other party passing over the demons, especially himself.

However, the demons sent by Wangchen are all big demons above Nascent Soul, and the leading demons are still in the stage of crossing the catastrophe. In addition, the demons have inherent advantages, so the group of demon cultivators dare not look too presumptuously.

　There is white snow on the top of Wanjian Mountain that does not melt all year round. Even in early spring, there are still small white flowers falling into your palm from the sky.

　　Compared with you who are dressed tightly, Master Jian is dressed in a cool and cool outfit. The black clothes are quiet and sharp in the white snow, like an unsheathed sword.

　　You stepped on the white snow and hugged him from behind, your icy hands wrapped around his thin waist, and then you were quickly grasped by his calloused palm, the warm palm attached to the back of your hand, protecting you Went to the cold wind of early spring.

　　He held your hand, lowered his head and kissed it: "It's so cold, why don't you bring a hand warmer?"

　　"Forgot." You replied casually, and the next moment, he turned around and hugged you into his arms.

　　"Then let's go back."

　　"?" "You don't practice sword anymore?"

　　"Tomorrow is fine, today I just want to be with you."

　　
　
(End of this chapter)