Everyone is a demon, why are you covered in holy light?.

Chapter 219 Is This A Doll?

The demon is gone!
Originally, the entire Shifang City was besieged, and the countless monsters receded like the tide, leaving as soon as they said they wanted to, leaving only mess and deep scars all over the ground.

The city wall collapsed into a wall of remnants, rubble scattered on the ground, and smoke and dust filled the air.

The surrounding vegetation was ravaged into a desolation, and the vegetation withered and withered.

There were bloodstains, broken weapons were scattered among them, and the smell of blood came out, making people shudder.

The sky was still dark, with dark clouds, and lightning pierced the darkness.

The cold wind roared, whistling and rolling up the dust on the ground, making this chaotic world even more desolate.

Looking back at the city, even the fringe area of ​​Shifang City was completely reduced to ruins.

The houses collapsed, the smoke purified the air, the streets became dilapidated, and the ruins exuded a decaying atmosphere.

It's just that I didn't see many monks and demon corpses from the inside to the outside, only devastated.

Why is there no body?
If there is still flesh and blood left, monks and monsters who have mastered immortality may be resurrected. Therefore, if you want to kill monks above the Visceral Stone Realm, you usually let them be completely annihilated.

As long as you are sure you are dead, naturally there will be no corpse left.

This can be regarded as the only benefit for practitioners and demons to this world.

Most of the monks and demons die without leaving corpses, polluting the environment, coming and going in vain.

Inside and outside Shifang City, the number of monks has decreased a lot compared to before the demons attacked.

At this moment, the remaining monks were cheering, venting their anger, and bearing the painful price.

They all used the pain increase without exception in the war just now to delay the price.

It's not just strength that can be increased, there is also a price.

A monk smiled and fell to the ground, using all his strength to crazily plan the soil on the ground, trying to dig a hole to bury himself in, while his body was festering continuously, and yellow pus flowed out from it. water.

Some monks' bodies became torn apart, and countless black insects crawled out of them, gnawing at their flesh and blood.

What's more, he was originally a male, and his flesh and blood began to twist, but after a long time, he turned into a female, bleeding from his orifices, fell to the ground and began to make strange moves, which aroused desire in the eyes of many monks.

Many monks suddenly lost control and attacked other people beside them desperately.

Although the monsters receded, the monks who had endured different costs also began to look like crazy monsters, and they looked no different from those monsters.

Of course, there were also many monks who went all the way and chased after the receding demon.

But no one will stop it, if you want to die, you can die, no one can control anyone.

Shifang City has been defended, which is a great achievement!Great job to all!As the overlord of the Golden Thread Pavilion, it will never be stingy.

Although they are suffering, they are also happy because of it. They laugh and cry for a while, so they don't care about life and death.

In the Shifang Palace, many people walked in one after another in a short while.

Without exception, Yang An couldn't see through the cultivation base of these people, and everyone who could enter here had a higher cultivation base than him, and was stronger than him.

However, the expressions of these people are not very natural, and their behavior is also a bit weird.

Maybe it's because he has made a move before, so he is also bearing the price now, but the old man Zhuoyu chooses to forcibly bear it in front of him.

And naturally, only Yang An, who was in the middle of the flesh, was standing behind the main seat and behind the old man, who immediately attracted the attention of many people.

However, the old man Zhuanyu was present, and the core was naturally the old man Zhuanyu. They all just glanced at Yang An in doubt, then looked away, and saluted respectfully to the old man Zhuanyu.

There was only one person, a hunchbacked man with white hair.

It was the person who saw Yang An use light magic to kill the demons that entered the city in Shifang City, and had a relationship with Yang An.

He is actually Ding Luo, the governor of Tianwei Prefecture, which is adjacent to Tianjing Prefecture.

His gaze towards Yang An was full of astonishment, he never expected that Yang An would appear here, and he was still standing there!
Bad, look at it like this, the relationship between Yang An and Elder Zhuanyu is unusual, he sent Yang An to garrison the city wall before, and put him in a dangerous situation, so he won't be blamed by Elder Zhuanyu for this, right?
Ding Luo was complicated, thinking about how to excuse himself if Elder Zhuanyu blamed him.

At this time, although Yang An noticed him, he didn't pay attention to the previous matter at all.

At that time, he disguised his identity and sneaked into the city to fish in troubled waters. It was not incomprehensible for an ordinary monk to be transferred to the city wall to defend against demons. Naturally, such things would not be taken to heart.

If Ding Luo knew what Yang An was thinking, he didn't know how he would feel.

"The old man came here this time only for the evil disaster, now that the demons have receded and Shifang City is out of danger, the rest will naturally be left to you to do.

However, what happened here and the casualties this time will be fully reported to the Pavilion Master, and the Pavilion Master will decide, so you don't need to argue anymore. "

The old man Zhuanyu spoke slowly, no matter whether it was the elder, the state master, or those powerful people below, he didn't even dare to breathe.

When they heard the old man Zhuanyu's words, everyone's expressions suddenly became extremely tense.

Originally, resisting demons was a meritorious service for them, and it would be a great merit if they could find and control the land of fairy origin.

However, the monsters invaded wantonly, and the number exceeded everyone's expectations, causing Shifang City to fall into danger. If it hadn't been for the action of Elder Zhuan Yu, the monsters would not have retreated so easily.

This matter is a big mistake for them, and it is a big mistake!
If the old man Zhuanyu really reported this matter to the pavilion master, then those who are in charge of them will suffer, and the best result is that the merits and demerits will be offset, and nothing will be gained.

But at this moment, the old man Zhuanyu suddenly laughed, and suddenly changed to another topic.

"Speaking of coming to Shifang City this time, it's not in vain, but I am very pleased. I have received a very talented disciple. This is the only thing that makes me happy."

The old man Zhuanyu put down the cup in his hand, pointed to Yang An who was behind him, and looked at everyone with a smile.

With a smile on his face, he almost didn't say such a good thing, if there is anything to say, hurry up and say it now, before he returns to the Golden Thread Pavilion.

Everyone below all looked at Yang An in unison, and then at the expression of the old man Zhuanyu, and instantly came to their senses.

In the last sentence, he planned to report the matter here to the Pavilion Master after returning to the Golden Thread Pavilion, but in the next sentence, he changed the subject and talked about his newly recruited disciple.

This is not introducing disciples, this is giving them a chance!

"Congratulations to the elder for accepting his beloved apprentice. This is the heart of a 600-year-old fir tree monster. Take it as the elder's congratulations, and please accept it with a smile."

The quick-responsive person had already taken out the valuables from the Nawu magic vessel, and immediately stepped forward with a happy face.

The old man Zhuanyu laughed, and casually pointed to the side table beside him, letting it be placed on the table.

Where there is the first, there is the second. Even a fool knows what to do at this time.

"Congratulations to the elder, this is an ancient relic I got from the Dingwushen Mountain. It is quite wonderful..."

Someone took out a piece of jade the size of a palm, the color is transparent, it is by no means ordinary.

"I got a picture scroll in my early years, and I can see a fairyland on earth when I enter it..."

Someone took out a vivid painting.

"This is Bihan Fairy, who has collected the flesh and blood of countless young women and spent two years refining it. It can be big or small, and has never been contaminated. It is waiting to be offered to the elders today..."

Some people even took out an exquisite villain from the magic weapon of Nawu.

The little person was only the size of a finger, wearing an antique long dress, with a light and graceful figure, and a graceful figure.

The facial features on Guazi's face are well-defined, and the skin is white, making her look very charming.

A head of black hair like a waterfall, coiled on the back of her head, outlines her soft neck and noble and dignified temperament.The slender eyebrows are picturesque, and a pair of watery eyes look extremely bright, as if they can read people's hearts.

It is really a fairy from the sky descending to the earth, and it is absolutely the appearance that can be born in the world.

Can you do this?

This is a doll, right?

Standing behind the old man Zhuanyu, Yang An was stunned and stared at him for a while. Everyone else gave gifts, but this guy was special, and he even gave it to someone.

Pooh!I'm not ashamed!

After a while, a hill was piled up on the side table next to the old man Zhuanyu, and all kinds of spiritual objects and magic weapons were piled up to the brim.

The old man Zhuanyu was even more happy, showing enough interest in these things.

At this moment, Ding Luo, who is one of the governors of the state, slowly stepped forward, first offered something to the old man Zhuanyu, and then looked at Yang An, and presented another one from his hand Things.

It was a black scale armguard, with countless bloodshots attached to it, it looked like it should be a magic weapon.

"This magic weapon was refined in the early years. As long as the spirit is devoured, it can exert a blow comparable to the initial stage of the dead god, and it is just right for the elders and disciples to protect themselves."

Ok?
The things were handed to Yang An. Yang An gave him a surprised look. He remembered Ding Luo, but he didn't know why Ding Luo would please him together.

Could it be because he was transferred to the city wall before, afraid of being blamed by the foolish old man for this matter?

This was the only reason he could think of, and he couldn't help but look at the old man Zhuanyu.

"Since I gave it to you, I will accept it. By the way, if there is anything else you want, please tell me. Today, this matter is worth celebrating, and it should be regarded as a meeting gift from the teacher."

The old man Zhuanyu said with a smile, obviously he is in a good mood now.

Yang An is also willing to accept the behavior of the foolish old man borrowing flowers to offer Buddha, so don't reject it for nothing.

Now that he has accepted the status of this disciple, he should also enjoy the treatment that a disciple should have.

But he was also a little surprised by this, the new master seemed to be quite good.

So he took the magic weapon sent by Ding Luo, confirmed it in the message box that popped up in front of him, and it was indeed a good thing, so he put it in the meat burying talisman, and then looked at the people below.

"I don't know which state lord present is the state lord of Zichuan Prefecture. The sect below is a new sect under the jurisdiction of Sangu City. It needs a golden thread seal. I wonder if the state lord of Zichuan Prefecture can fulfill it?"

　Sacrifice a book, everyone can read it.

　　In one book, the male protagonist became a black worker on a demon hunting ship, and he could only leave after five years of work.The monsters and cultivators on the sea took the path of restraint cultivation.Practitioners who want to obtain spells have to go through extraordinary self-torture.

　　However, the male protagonist has a panel, and he can level up by gaining experience, and then get "skills". "Skills" are equivalent to the spells that other practitioners have worked so hard to obtain.

　　The novel is not bad, you can read it if you like

　　
　
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