There are always fairies plotting against me

The demon king who has passed the first level of tribulation.

Are these the extremely powerful monsters?

Zhu Nanzhi's expression did not change at all, he just looked indifferently at the group of monsters rushing towards him.

The three-headed demon king and the ten-headed demon lord.

There was someone behind her too.

A group of Wandao Sect disciples, led by Lu Jinan and Mu Qingyue, landed directly on the stage. Lu Jinan walked out slowly. The young man with a roc face and a human body looked at Zhan Ming in Zhu Nanzhi's hand with surprise and doubt: "The Holy Maiden of Qingmiao Palace?"

Zhu Nanzhi ignored him, just took two steps back and stood behind Lu Jinan.

The young man with a Peng face and a human body withdrew his gaze. Although he was puzzled as to why Qingmiao Palace had come all the way to the front line of the Two Worlds Pass, his main purpose today was still Lu Jinan.

He looked at Lu Jinan with a mocking expression, "Lu Shengzi, are you so scared that you're hiding in bed and wetting the bed? Do you need me to find someone to change your diaper?"

Hearing the Demon King's voice, Zhu Nanzhi and Mu Qingyue subconsciously looked at each other and saw the meaning in each other's eyes: I'm happy to.

What are they happy about?

Of course, if my husband (junior brother) really wets the bed, I will be happy to change his diaper. Why does he need help from others?

Of course, I wouldn't say this out loud, because if I did, it would be as if my husband (junior brother) had really wet the bed.

Besides, since I'm already fasting, how can I still wet the bed?

Zhu Nanzhi's eyes flickered slightly. When something happened, did she count as "wetting the bed"?

Mu Qingyue had a faint smile on her lips. When she was being trained by her junior fellow apprentice that day, all the spiritual energy in her body was sealed...

Lu Jinan had no idea what they were thinking. He just glanced at the group of strangely transformed monsters with an expressionless face, and made a gesture with his hands behind his back.

Jiang Wuya and others rushed out immediately without any warning.

They had the advantage in numbers and strength, so the only one left standing in the field was the demon king of the Dapeng clan who had a peng face and a human body.

"Where is he?" Lu Jinan walked towards the demon king: "Now that I'm here, it would be better to get down to business."

Peng Jun looked at Lu Jinan with a gloomy look in his eyes: "If you have the guts, follow me—"

Before he finished speaking, Lu Jinan had already raised his foot to hit the opponent's left knee. Peng Jun's left leg suddenly formed a strange obtuse angle, and his body became unstable and fell directly to the ground.

"The affairs of the Linyuan Sword Sect are not my responsibility." Lu Jinan bent down and lightly patted Peng Jun's face. "Since you asked me to come, why didn't you set up a banquet in advance?"

He raised his eyes, twisting the neck of the Peng clan demon king while looking at a demon clan camp in the distance that also stretched for thousands of miles.

The sound of the neck being twisted was crisp and continuous. Only after the demon king was completely dead did Lu Jinan loosen his hands and put away the evidence hidden in his sleeves.

The demon king's neck had been twisted three times, leaving strange wrinkles on it. His vitality was far stronger than that of an ordinary demon king.

And... after death, it did not turn back into its original form and become exactly the same as other killed monsters.

This group of monsters, like Chu Jinghai back then, are all related to the so-called "fragments".

And this group of monsters is indeed a more successful experimental subject than Chu Jinghai.

After the transformation, the more demon characteristics it retains, the more successful it is.

A transformation method called the Nine Transformations of Ten Thousand Beasts.

After reading the memory, Lu Jinan threw the corpse directly into the Yinming space for Lan Cangjun and Chu Jinghai to eat. Then, after taking a look at the group of monsters that stopped in the distance, he said lightly: "If they don't dare to come over, let's prepare to go back."

Having said that, he turned around and walked forward without hesitation.

The deceased Peng Jun wanted him to go deep into the combat zone to negotiate first, so Lu Jinan naturally would not go there.

The farther you are from the border between the two worlds, the greater the risk.

So even if he wanted to save those people from Linyuan Sword Sect, he would not be led by the nose by the other party.

None of the top leaders of Linyuan Sword Sect have directly expressed their willingness to rescue them. As the Holy Son of Wandao Sect, why should he stand up for Linyuan Sword Sect?

The Linyuan Sword Sect is not a small sect, but the leading sect of the human race's swordsmanship.

"Saint Lu, wait a minute."

A powerful voice came from a distance. Lu Jinan stopped and looked back. The rolling evil energy was like a group of monsters rushing towards him, with sand and rocks flying everywhere.

The armored demon king in the lead stood on a roc, looking down from above.

Lu Jinan glanced warily at the sword cultivators of Linyuan Sword Sect who were being held captive in the demonic energy. He was confident that he could rescue them at such a short distance, but these sword cultivators had some kind of demonic energy in their bodies, which was probably the reason why the demon clan dared to bring them here openly.

Lu Jinan withdrew his gaze and then looked at the Demon King, who only had his eyes exposed.

If nothing unexpected happens, it is Xiong Gao, the golden-backed blue lion mentioned in Qiu Qingtang's intelligence.

He is also the leader of this group of strange monsters.

The Golden-backed Blue Lion clan is not a big clan among the demon clans, because they are a member of the demon clan, unlike the Dragon clan, Phoenix clan, and Fox clan which can be listed separately outside the demon clan.

However, Xiong Gao was able to occupy the camp of the Golden-winged Roc clan, and his strength was obviously considerable.

Xiong Gao, the Lion King, was also a "fragment", a useless possessor from the upper realm of the demon race. However, in Lu Jinan's eyes, it was still not good enough. But according to Qiu Qingtang's information, this Lion King should not have any intention of taking action.

So, he asked directly: "What's the bet?"

Xiong Gao leaped down from Dapeng's back onto the stage. "Saint Lu knows me so well? The Wandao Sect's intelligence agency is beyond my expectations."

As soon as he finished speaking, a sharp guillotine fell from the sky and landed between Lu Jinan and Xiong Gao.

Lu Jinan's eyes swept over it. There were seven steel wires on each side of the guillotine connected to the sharp blade above, and on both sides just below the blade,

There are two round depressions, which should be used to place the head.

"There are fourteen steel wires in total, and only one can hold the blade down—" Xiong Gao took off his helmet, revealing a terrifying lion head. "This is a magical weapon. You can't tell which one is connected to the blade. Of course, neither can I."

Xiong Gao pointed at the people from Linyuan Sword Sect in the back and said, "Each steel wire corresponds to a person. If you can cut one without any harm, I will let that person go.

Of course, I will have our Demon Emperor and your immortals take action to seal our spiritual power and demonic energy in advance, and directly gamble our lives...

He grinned: "Lu Shengzi, do you dare to bet?"

Xiong Gao's purpose from the beginning was not to fight with Lu Jinan, because he knew he could not win, so he wanted to use this method.

The Holy Son of the Wandao Sect burst into tears in front of both the human and demon races. This is more painful than death.

By then, Lu Jinan's heart would collapse, and Zheng Dongliu might even spit out a mouthful of blood?

The saying of the human race is really good: Attack the heart first.

"Saint Lu, as the Holy Son of the Wandao Sect, representing the Five Sects and Seven Academies, you shouldn't disregard the lives of the disciples of the Linyuan Sword Sect, right?"

Xiong Gao took the initiative to walk to the guillotine, squatted down, and put the head in: "Lu Shengzi, do you dare?"

Zhu Nanzhi frowned as he looked at the guillotine and whispered, "Prime Minister..."

Before she finished her words, she felt a flash of sword before her eyes, and a huge lion head rolled to the ground.

Zhu Nanzhi stared blankly at Lu Jinan's profile, her heart beating faster.

Kill directly? ?

The disciple of Linyuan Sword Sect

Zhu Nanzhi felt the domain that Lu Jinan had unfolded, and the flow of time within the domain suddenly slowed down.

"Do it."

Lu Jinan had no expression on his face.

Chapter 264 The waste from the upper realm is still waste after all

Gudongdong·——

The lion head, which was as big as two footballs, stopped rolling on the ring. Xiong Gao still had a wild and complacent smile on his face. He was still alive, but his eyes moved and fixed on Lu Jinan who was standing there.

I was chopped off?

Lu Jinan chopped it off directly?

The group of sword cultivators from the Linyuan Sword Sect still had magic in their bodies that they had set up in advance. As long as Lu Jinan made any unusual movements, they could immediately activate the magic to kill those sword cultivators.

As a result, Lu Jinan ignored the lives of these sword cultivators in front of the human race from the two worlds.

Aren’t you afraid that the soldiers at the two borders will be disheartened?

Aren’t you afraid that there will be grudges between Wandao Sect and Linyuan Sword Sect?

Xiong Gao saw the group of sword cultivators from the Linyuan Sword Sect because his head was lifted up by Lu Jinan.

He saw how slowly the magic was activated, and saw the group of demon kings he brought with him being slaughtered by Mu Qingyue and Zhu Nanzhi, two cultivators in the Hedao realm.

I also saw the sword cultivators from Linyuan Sword Sect being rescued.

Time seemed to slow down.

Xiong Gao tried to open his eyes wide, but he couldn't see what happened next, because his head was stabbed by Lu Jinan and then he was lifted up and flew out, rushing directly into the demon tribe's camp, knocking down several tents.

No demon king could stop such a powerful force.

No Demon Emperor took action either.

Because if the Demon Emperor tried to stop the attack of a cultivator in the Tribulation Realm, it would only be more embarrassing.

Lu Jinan still stood there, his voice flat: "Cut off their heads."

Mu Qingyue first cut off the head of a demon king, and then slapped Lu Jinan directly with the sword of "Chao Mu". She stood in place, looking at her junior brother with rapid breathing.

She particularly likes such an arrogant junior brother. Wouldn’t it be better if he could use this attitude on her?

Lu Jinan shot the heads of demon kings into the demon tribe's tent. Without the demon emperor taking action, the other demon tribes could only work together to deal with Lu Jinan's arrogance.

Seven tents were knocked down, and the demons were also slapped in the face.

Lu Jinan patted his clothes lightly and looked at the fourteen sword cultivators from Linyuan Sword Sect who were brought over.

In his domain, the magic within the bodies of this group of sword cultivators activated slowly.

Because it is not a magic spell set by the Demon Emperor.

Lu Jinan looked up at the sky. When Xiong Gao finished speaking, a demon emperor came over and was waiting to seal his spiritual power to start a gambling game, but he refused.

The bet proposed by the demon clan, the guillotine provided by the demon clan - why should we accept such a bet?

Moreover, it was Xiong Gao who took the initiative to hand the head to the guillotine, wasn't it just for him to chop it off?

Lu Jinan withdrew his gaze. The immortal from the Wandao Sect who had also rushed over to confront the Demon Emperor had already taken action to destroy the demonic magic in the bodies of the fourteen sword cultivators.

"Take all the bodies with you and go back."

Lu Jinan turned around and walked ahead. Jiang Wuya and others quickly put the corpses of more than a dozen demon kings into the storage ring and followed Lu Jinan.

Zhao Shize's expression was dazed for a moment. Does this solve the problem?

Oh, no, this is because the Son of God solved the problem of the Lion King and solved the problem at the same time.

At this moment, they, who were not stupid, had already understood why the demons had lured the Son of God out.

He wanted to use the fear in the gambling game to break the Son of God's mentality.

Unfortunately, the Holy Son didn't buy their tricks and directly chopped off the head of the Lion King Xiong Gao.

Only the Son of God has this ability. After all, not everyone can master the rules of time.

"Second Brother, I thought this matter would take several days to deal with, but it was resolved in less than an hour."

"No one of our peers in the lower realms can stop the Holy Son." Jiang Wuya said calmly, "Even those who possess bodies from the upper realms are the same. A bunch of losers occupying the body of a genius think they can become geniuses themselves?"

"Second Senior Brother is right." Zhao Shize lowered his voice and asked, "How should we deal with these cultivators from the Linyuan Sword Sect? The Holy Son said there was a traitor, didn't he?"

"Go back first."

Shenwu defense zone, inside the tent.

Zhu Nanzhi was busy running around bringing fruits to Lu Jinan who was writing at his desk. When her sky-blue eyes swept over Lu Jinan, it seemed as if little stars were twinkling.

All the way back, her heartbeat never slowed down.

My husband is so handsome. Master has lived for nearly a thousand years and has never seen anyone as handsome as my husband, so I am moved.

Zhu Nanzhi thought happily, but she was trying her best to restrain her divergent thoughts. She also had to stick to her bottom line and not be so obsessed with her husband that she couldn't tell the directions.

Restraint, be restrained—

"Husband, have some tea."