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Chapter 315 Arriving in the Demon Realm, Slave? !

"If this is normal, I won't bother you if you practice or not. Isn't there something else waiting for you to do?"

Seeing the figure walking out from inside, Long's slightly frowning brows were instantly relaxed, and he was not in a good mood.

"Okay, the two of you won't be able to meet each other. When you meet that magic stick in the future, you must let him do the math for you."

"Is there something wrong with you two? The two of you who are usually fine will only bicker once you meet."

Seeing that the two of them were bickering again, Bing Wu hurriedly stopped them.

"I won't quarrel with you today, time is running out, business matters."

"These things will be handed over to you. You must roughly repair them before he completes the test."

As he spoke, Long waved his hand, and the six simple boxes in the hall and the small clock on his waist all floated towards the blacksmith.

"As for the materials, you can't let me repair them empty-handed. You should be very clear about what these things are."

"These things are a little bit broken, and other people may not be able to repair them if they have the materials, let alone broken into such a ghost."

The blacksmith casually opened a long box, saw a long gun lying inside, and preached angrily.

It's not so much a spear as it is a stick, because without that there are only a few spear heads left.

It's not at all obvious that this thing used to be a long gun and not a stick.

"The magic stick has been collected, the materials and broken pieces are here, just waiting for you."

The dragon flipped his wrist, and a space ring engraved with auspicious clouds appeared in his hand, and he threw it to the blacksmith.

"The magic stick is worthy of being a magic stick, and he is the only one who can accomplish this."

The blacksmith grabbed the flying ring, then let out a ray of consciousness to penetrate into the ring, and said: "Okay, wait for my good news."

After finishing speaking, the blacksmith who had just come out disappeared into the hall again and rushed to the secret room without even having a sip of tea.

"This guy is more anxious than anyone else when he says he's anxious. Fortunately, I made him some tea."

Looking at the closed door of the secret room again, Long smiled.

"You guys, really, it's not good to have a good relationship, but you still like to bicker so much, I really don't know what you two think."

Bing Wu raised her head and glanced blankly at the smiling dragon, speaking speechlessly.

"No way, I'm used to it. It's been like this for so many years, and I can't change it even if I want to."

"It's interesting to argue with each other if there is nothing to do, otherwise it would be boring."

As he said that, Long took Bing Wu's hand beside him and walked towards a table, "He didn't have time to drink, so let's drink his portion too."

Then I saw him wave his hand, and a set of exquisite tea sets and a teapot appeared on the table.

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Demon domain.

"Did something happen over there? The channel was just repaired, why is it broken again?"

A middle-aged man with blood-red skin looked puzzled at the black vortex that was gradually disappearing before his eyes.

"Look, my lord, could it be because this customs clearance has existed for too long, so..."

A dark-skinned young man beside him looked at the vortex that had almost disappeared, and said tentatively.

"Maybe, according to the information sent back, the imperial seal of the Lingyu has not been released yet."

"There should be no emperor monks over there, so there shouldn't be any problems."

"And tens of thousands of emperor-level monks have passed by just now, and their strength is enough to sweep the entire spiritual realm."

"Even if there are a few good geniuses, they can't stand the siege of tens of thousands of people. After all, the gap between the emperor's realm and the quasi-emperor's realm is like the difference between clouds and mud."

"Just wait a few years with peace of mind, and when the seal over there is released, they should be able to come back with the heart of heaven."

The middle-aged man looked at the whirlpool that had completely disappeared, and said in a low voice.

"Then... the remaining people should let them go back first? After all, the passage is no longer usable, and there is no point in staying here."

The young man glanced at the rows of figures beside him, and said flatteringly.

"Well, let them go back..."

The middle-aged man spoke halfway, and looked up at the gray vortex that suddenly appeared in the sky.

Li Di walked out of the whirlpool in Linxinting, and then he also noticed the people under his feet, and looked at them playfully.

After the middle-aged man saw Li Dilin's face clearly, a killing intent burst out from him, "Presumptuous! You damn slave! Who gave you the courage to come here?!"

The others also stared at Li Dilin in the air with unkind expressions, as if they were waiting for the middle-aged man to give an order.

It seemed that as long as the middle-aged man gave an order, they would immediately rush forward and tear Li Dilin's body to pieces.

"Slave? Do you think I look like a slave? Are you blind?"

"I suggest you here, don't donate your eyes to those in need, don't occupy the latrine and waste resources."

Li Dilin raised his hands to look at his clothes, not to mention graceful and luxurious, but they were all made of silk and satin, it didn't look like a slave's attire.

"Hmph, steal a few clothes from other places, and dress up to cover up the fact that you are a slave?!"

"Also, our top ten families have explicitly prohibited slaves from practicing, yet you dare to practice secretly, and now you are still alive and well?"

"Come on! Kill him! Hang his body in Night City, and give those stubborn guys a warning!"

The middle-aged man's eyes were cold, and he looked at Li Dilin as if he was looking at a dead person.

"Yes!"

Accompanied by a deafening sound, rows of figures below soared into the sky, surrounded Li Dilin, and immediately wanted to kill him.

"If you really give you a little sunshine, you will be brilliant, a group of shameless guys."

"Space dimension, storm!"

The moment Li Dilin's voice fell, before those people understood what was going on.

The space with a radius of tens of thousands of miles suddenly disappeared, leaving no space fragments, and then the void of thousands of miles collapsed.

Straight black whirlwinds emerged from the cracks, attacking the nearly ten thousand people surrounding him.

From the inexplicable disappearance of the surrounding tens of thousands of miles of space to the appearance of black whirlwinds, it is only a matter of an instant.

Unprepared, those people were in a hurry for a while, and they were very colorful in an instant.

"Looking at your arrogance, I thought you were so powerful, but it turned out to be a group of rotten fish and shrimp."

Li Dilin broke away from their siege, looked at the group of people in a hurry, and said contemptuously.

"Damn slave, you actually waited for me to do this to me, I must take your soul out and throw it into the Demon Suppressing Tower!"

The middle-aged man scattered the oncoming whirlwind with a slap, and shouted angrily.

"Yo? It seems that your strength is the highest among this group of people. You really can't be judged by appearances."

Li Dilin looked at the red-skinned middle-aged man jokingly, and smiled lightly.

And he also discovered an interesting thing, none of the nearly ten thousand monks had yellow or yellowish skin like him.

Basically all black or red or that indescribable color, none of them are normal.

　I beg all the judges to take pity on me, please cast a vote...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)