"According to the order of Lord Demon Lord, the Demonic disciple Zhou Zijing came to help!"

Zhou Zijing bowed with his fists, and his attitude was incompatible with the surrounding environment, just like a Confucian general born in a bandit's nest, which made people see that it was full of incongruity.

"hypocritical!"

The little Qingmu demon curled his lips, obviously not interested in this person.

"hehe!"

Zhou Zijing smiled and didn't care about the little Qingmu Demon's run. It was even more like a smile when he smiled, and it felt like he had magic.

Now looking at his cultivation level, he had previously transformed into an evil cultivator and broke through the perfection of the golden elixir. Not only did he succeed in raising the Gu in Wuya Sect, but he also used the blood and energy of his disciples of Wuya Sect to successfully polish the thunder descended from the heavenly tribulation.

The restrained aura was exposed a little by the surging demonic energy. Although the state was unstable, it was definitely the early stage of the Nascent Soul cultivation.

The Nascent Soul Realm is the Nascent Soul Realm, and Zhou Zijing has already entered the top sequence of combat power in the ancient state.

And Zhou Zijing would choose to retreat with no way out and obey the orders of the real Demon Lord, then there would be only one result...

...That is, the thunder tribulation of the Nascent Soul transforming into a baby through the golden elixir and unable to ask the Demon Lord to plant a wisp of branches for it. The Nascent Soul villain in his spiritual platform seemed to live in thorns, and if he was not careful, he might be stabbed and leaked.

The Demon Lord has his life, and compromise has become Zhou Zijing's only choice.

"Here you come!"

Zuo Qiufeng glanced at Zhou Zijing lightly, smiled and responded.

A dog that can bite people does not bark, it is exactly what Zhou Zijing is talking about.

If you use it well, this is a dog that can be released and bite people. If you don’t use it well, the person you are bitten is yourself, but Zuo Qiufeng is confident that he can tie the other person well.

If you don’t say anything about the little thoughts you hold on to him, you can have some feedback as a control party, and you can guess it.

But it is not that easy to break free from the shackles of the green wood branches. The jade tree is a omnipotent treasure. After the branches it produces are fused by the little green wood demon, which is originally a tree spirit, the puppet technique of using the branches to manipulate people becomes even more terrifying.

Once the branches of jade trees take root in human dantian, they treat the dantian as soil. The branches are trees and roots. When they are planted, they are equivalent to coexistence. If you want to take them out, you will be the little green wood demon himself. Otherwise, you will have to force them to take them out and then be destroyed by the golden elixir or Nascent Soul.

It is certain that Zhou Zijing would think about getting rid of the constraints.

Everyone knows this.

Zuo Qiufeng acted as if he had seen Zhou Zijing surrender. He had no intention of pursuing anything, and there was no need to.

Zhou Zijing's arrival is what Zuo Qiufeng said, "The Demon Lord Dongfang Shuo" is not necessarily a person who wants to fight against the demon army. Zhou Zijing, a Demon Lord's agent, is running outside to promote the deeds of Lord Demon Lord. It is more shocking than the defeat of the Demon Army or the entire army is wiped out.

Of course, Zhou Zijing alone is not enough.

Ruddy.

Looking at the entire battlefield, outside, a group of vicious cultivators with distinctive characteristics, both men and women, and a hundred or ten people surrounded the city and surrounded the three demon generals inside and outside with the army of devils. The army of evil cultivators surrounded the army of devils and formed a secondary encirclement, which was round and round.

Although these hundreds or ten evil cultivators seem to be a slim figure to the army of nearly a thousand people who fight against demons.

But it would be different if these 100 or so people were all in the Golden Elixir Realm.

Although the robes on these people were tattered, some even wore some strips of cloth on them, and some were still injured without healing, the evil cultivators who were bald with their eyes were dull, but they all did not hide the breath of the Golden Pill Realm.

However, these people are far away from the real battlefield and have never attracted the attention of the front.

"Who are you!"

A casual cultivator who secretly left the battlefield of the Demon-Death Team touched this place and was about to escape from this place of right and wrong. Not everyone would be red-eyed and said with a sharp voice.

Obviously, this cultivator with a sharp-mouthed monkey cheek was quite smart, but it was obvious that his luck was not very good.

Gudong!

Swallow a mouthful of saliva.

The cultivator jumped and had just left the wolf's den. He hadn't walked farther away. Under the shadow of the shade, his scarlet eyes looked over, as if a bat hiding in the darkness.

"Blood food!"

"Blood and Qi!"

"kill!"

“Be stronger!”

The simple tone gradually squeezed out of the bald evil cultivator who walked out of the shadow. The experience of raising a gu in the big cage of Wuya Sect has long since disappeared and turned into a monster that will only continue to swallow and become stronger.

Judging from the fact that his words became unsightly, his eyes were chaotic, and his intelligence was obviously reduced to the category of monsters.

The three demon generals specially invited Yazi, who has a low IQ, is also because of this.

Their function is to prevent the people from the Demon-Devouring Team from escaping and not leaving any living mouths. It is the order given by Zhou Zijing to them. Even if there is no order, the second-generation evil cultivators who have completely lost their minds were left with the desire to eat.

"ah----!"

Soon a shrill howl came from the forest, but it couldn't cause any storm in the noisy battlefield.

.........

Back to the other side.

Zhou Zijing told the outside world that although he relied on the blood of the disciples of Wuya Sect to overcome the Nascent Soul Thunder Tribulation, Wuya Sect's family has great achievements and it is impossible for all the people from a sect to get in, otherwise he would have become a lonely person.

After listening to Zhou Zijing's deployment, Zuo Qiufeng nodded.

I have to say that Zhou Zijing still has the potential of a military advisor, and he does nothing. Even if it leaks, Zuo Qiufeng also has the evil cultivator who is controlled by him to assist him.

"Someone is here again!"

The little green wood demon became alert again and stared in another direction in the forest. A bald figure with big strides without any concealment came out.

I couldn't help but Xiao Qingmu Demon did more.

The figure with magic patterns crawling all over his head took two steps forward, looked at Zhou Zijing with some uncertain emotions in fear, and said with a rough voice:

"As a result of the order of Lord Demon Lord, Wu Yang, the agent of the Demon Lord, brought eighty-one demon disciples to pay homage. Thank you for your recreation!"

“…”

Zhou Zijing met Wu Yang's gaze. Facing his former old opponent, he felt inexplicable vanity even if he was a demon cultivator who was shouting to beat him now.

Sometimes when you have comparisons, you don’t feel that your situation is too bad.

Although both of them have become demon cultivators, they are still controlled by others and are inferior to others, but there is a gap, so let's not talk about anything else.

Just say that Zhou Zijing successfully seized Wuya Sect through his own means and broke through the Nascent Soul.

Where is Wuyang!?

Like a fool, I went to the old Yuanying realm with the Golden Pill realm, and ended up seriously injured and fled. Even if there was a sick and disabled tiger on the other side, it was not that the old birthday boy would eat arsenic and would be long-lasting.

In Zhou Zijing's opinion, he also has to be superior to Wu Yang in order to make a living under the Demon Lord.

When Zhou Zijing thought about it, he had something worse than himself, and suddenly felt that life was actually quite beautiful. Since he could not resist, then lie down and enjoy it.

Wu Yang glared at him fiercely, but the comparison between the Jindan and the Nascent Soul Realm was a flaw.

Seeing that the two of them were about to fight, they stopped the person with a loud bang.

"Well, you two, yes, let's talk about it. Look at where this is. Do you know that the boss is here? You're impatient to live!"

The little Qingmu demon looked serious, with one hand on his back, raised his hand, pointed his fingers one by one, and looked at Zhou Zijing and Wu Yang one by one, making a gesture of scolding the junior, and coughing.

Although he is a little Qingmu Demon in the early stage of the Golden Pill Realm, these two are better than him, but what are he afraid of with the boss on his back?

You are just a devil's disciple, not even the boss's confidant.

His little Qingmu Demon is the four demon generals who are directly under the boss, and is also the leader of the four demon generals. His identity is excellent. Zhou Zijing and the others are not comparable to his Qingmu Demon General.

Suddenly, the little Aokimo demon's sense of superiority rose up and showed the style of a senior.

Zhou Zijing: "..."

Wu Yang: "..."

Zhou Zijing/Wu Yang: "I really want to strangle this Qingmu demon who 'bully bullies'! What should I do?"

Although they thought so, they still had to rely on the Demon Lord's breath. They really didn't dare to say anything to the little Qingmu demon Zhou Zijing and the others, let alone realize that the Demon Lord is still there.

The two disliked each other's fight was over, and the little Qingmu demon who wanted to take advantage of the situation and pretended to be boring was boring.

Sometimes, the seniors are very eager to have one or two juniors with iron heads, and then beat the juniors to the point of bleeding, give them a memory, and establish the majesty of being a senior.

The word "What a pity" of the little Qingmu Demon is almost written on his face.

When Zuo Qiufeng saw him, he might have had a little desire to complain about the little Qingmu demon. Now he can only say that he is used to it. He has seen through this little wooden man who has no mouth but likes to pretend to be a big-tailed wolf. It is a waste of words if he talks too much.

Maybe it's because I want to please, or to flatter, or I have other intentions.

"Master Demon Lord!"

Zhou Zijing spoke first with his eyebrows down and delightedly, took out something from the storage ring and held it in his palm, and offered it: "As a demon disciple, the treasure belonging to the Demon Lord, dared not have any inappropriate thoughts, so he returned it to the Demon Lord!"

I heard Zhou Zijing's voice very respectfully. If you look closely, you will find that his eyes were focused on Zuo Qiufeng's changes for a moment.

The things he presented in his hand were the clothes he touched on the sect leader Wuya.

It was a magma wrapped in a broken picture.

However, the palm jade of the sect of the Forget Immortal Sect is in the color of egg white jade, while the palm jade of the Wuya Sect is green, and they are all wrapped in a picture of human skin, as the inheritance of the sect leaders of all generations.
To be continued...