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"Hmph, Ancestor Xutian, you have already deceived us once, do you still expect us to believe you again?"

It was agreed at the beginning that the ninth level would not end, and all opportunities for demon spirits would be fought for by the eighth level. It was for this opportunity that they came here so eagerly.

Originally, if we were only at the eighth level, there would be no need to say anything. We all competed fairly, each based on his or her abilities, and fought life or death without any complaints. But you, the ninth level strong men, went back on your word. Isn't this a clear attempt to deceive us?

Who can be blamed for this kind of thing without getting angry?

These ninth-level experts are too bullying.

Ancestor Xutian glanced at him and sneered, "Everyone, in this situation, do I need to lie to you? With our own strength, even if I haven't arrived, I am still 100% sure that I can directly kill you. What’s the point of killing and deceiving you?”

The gods and demons stopped talking.

They think like Ming Jing, yes, you can indeed kill us, but if you kill us, who will help you build the magic platform?

Ancestor Xutian has made it clear that he is trying to win over them. After the Demon Refining Platform is completed, he may have another face.

"Everyone, do you have any choice?" the sword demon clone said abruptly.

Yes, is there a choice?

Believe us, maybe after the Demon Refining Platform is built, you will still have a way to survive, but if you don't believe it, you will all be buried here now.

Looking around, there are about two hundred strong people at the eighth level, and nearly a thousand at the seventh level.

It can be said that there are quite a few people.

Most of the seventh-level people arrived not long ago. They escaped the previous calamity of alchemy, but they did not escape the current disaster. As soon as they arrived, they were already in hell before they even understood the situation.

"I have some sword spirit here, which can make up for your consumption. From today on, the two of us will supervise the work here. Don't worry, as long as you concentrate on building the magic refining platform, we will not embarrass you."

After the sword demon finished speaking, purple light groups flew out from the sword body and flew toward the gods and demons.

One by one, the light balls flew into everyone's bodies, and instantly they were like thirsty passers-by who suddenly drank delicious nectar. Their faces showed expressions of satisfaction and fascination. Their bodies, which had been almost hollowed out, at that moment It was remedied and seemed to have new life.

…

Give him a slap and a sweet date. This trick is really smooth.

"Okay, let's take a rest and continue building the demon refining platform."

Ancestor Xutian gave an order calmly.

The gods and demons came back to their senses, and now their anger was obviously gone.

A turn.

Two turns.

They all turned back to their posts and continued to refine stones.

Except for the demon refining platform that was half demolished, it was as if nothing just happened.

"It's time to kill all these ants." The voice of the Night Demon clone's gnashing teeth came from the side.

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The two of them turned back to glare at him, and Patriarch Xutian scolded, "If you don't succeed, you will fail. If we hadn't arrived in time, your death would have been trivial and the demon refining platform would have been destroyed. How would you explain it?"

"snort."

Night Demon seemed to feel that he had been wronged and couldn't find the words to refute. He was furious again. He turned around and saw the strong man who had just used a magic weapon to sneak attack and restrain him.

"Bao Yi, you are so brave."

The Night Demon's eyes glowed red, as if he wanted to devour the man alive.

The strong man's face turned pale at this time. He originally thought that the clone of Night Demon was destined to die, so he took action boldly, but who could have imagined that there would be a twist.

"Senior Night Demon, we just can't bear to see you bullying and humiliating the monks in our domain. In just a few days, you have killed many gods and demons for various reasons in our Qingtian domain alone. Not to mention the Void Heaven Realm, Sword Demon Realm and other realms, you have killed no less than three hundred people in vain. If not for this, I am afraid that this demon refining platform would have been built long ago..."

At this moment, Bao Yi also relied on the fact that there were two powerful men beside him, so he dared to speak out about the Night Demon clone's fault.

"presumptuous."

Night Demon snorted coldly, "How dare you slander me when there are so many?"

In an instant, he was in front of Bao Yi and strangled Bao Yi's neck with one hand.

"I am the direct disciple of Patriarch Qingtian, how dare you touch me even if you are just a clone?" Bao Yi glared at the Night Demon clone fiercely.

He felt that the Night Demon clone did not dare to touch him. Even if the Night Demon himself was here, he would have to think carefully before touching him.

After all, the Night Demon is the weakest among the eighteen ninth-level ones, and Biao Yi’s master, Ancestor Qingtian, is not the strongest, but he is still above average. He, the Night Demon, dares to touch Ancestor Qingtian’s Disciple?

What's more, there are two clones of Xutian and Jianmo watching nearby. They shouldn't watch the Night Demon clone kill them, right?

"Boy, you are looking for death."

Night Demon was furious, and Bao Yi's words simply added fuel to the fire.

He himself is one of the bullied ones in the ranks of the ninth level, and he suffers a lot of arrogance. Your master only bullies me, how dare you bully me with anything?

Night Demon's psychology itself is twisted, so these days he will find any reason at will, or even kill monks from other domains without any reason at all. At this moment, Biao Yi has successfully ignited his anger again.

"boom!"

Bao Yi's body was directly crushed by him, and Night Demon opened his mouth wide, sucking in the blood rain all over the sky like a drink.

"Haha, hahaha..."

Night Demon's face was covered in blood and he was smiling wildly, like a bloodthirsty mutt.

Ye Ji and others around them were all silent and shuddering when they saw this scene.

He, he actually killed Bao Yi?

Facing the pairs of extremely frightened eyes, Night Demon enjoyed it very much. He enjoyed this frightening feeling.

"What are you looking at? If you dare to tell this matter, you will be the next to die." Night Demon snorted coldly, with murderous intent.

But from his words, it can still be heard that this guy is still afraid of Ancestor Qingtian, and he is also worried that this matter will be leaked.

Of course, he could choose to silence them, but with the Xutian clone and the Sword Demon clone here, what could he silence?

Now that he has done it, he is ready to pay for his impulse in the future.

Ancestor Qingtian is stronger than him, but everyone is at the ninth level. He can hurt himself, but can he also destroy himself?

At worst, I'll just get a beating.

…

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"Brother Zhan, have you thought about when to escape?"

Under the demon refining stage, several people gathered together and whispered.

If Chen Muyu were here, he would definitely recognize that these people were Zhan and Jiang Haotian.

A few days ago, with the help of Zhan and using the energy channel under the volcano, Jiang Haotian experienced nine deaths and successfully tempered the Sacred Heart Stone out of his body, breaking away from the shackles of the Jidao and completely abandoning the Jidao Emperor. identity of.