The crazy junior sister Yin turned into a dog, and the sky was full of gods and Buddhas and took a d

"boom!"

With a dull thud, the void was cracked by the demon king's punch, which shows how powerful he is.

Ming Fan fell out of the crack, her face pale. It was obvious that the space transfer just now had consumed a lot of her spiritual power.

"How is it? Does it taste bad?"

The demon king looked at Ming Fan, his eyes flashing with cruelty: "It is like a gnat trying to shake a tree. You are overestimating your own abilities."

Ming Fan did not answer, but just looked at the Demon King coldly. He pinched his hands and talismans appeared one after another and were thrown towards the Demon King.

The demon king sneered disdainfully, waved his hand to break the talismans one by one, and at the same time kept approaching Ming Fan, trying to catch her.

However, whenever he was about to catch Ming Fan, Ming Fan was always able to cleverly dodge his attacks and constantly throw out talismans to interfere with him.

Damn girl, why does it seem like you can never use up all the talismans?

As time passed, the Demon King gradually lost his patience, and for a moment, he began to doubt Ming Fan's identity.

"Who are you?" the demon king suddenly asked.

He couldn't understand why a human cultivator had dragon blood. How could a mere Jindan stage cultivator touch the laws of space? It was so strange. He was truly a freak.

Could it be... that she is a shemale?

Throughout history, there have been cases of demons and humans intermarrying. Humans and demons have always been at odds with each other, and this kind of relationship would be considered a shame by the demons.

The descendants of the human race and the demon race mostly merge the blood of the two races, becoming half human and half demon, and are called human-demon.

"Oh, yes, yes, I am not actually a person." Ming Fan smiled and clasped his hands together in eleven bows, "Because, I am God."

"It's rare to find such a tough person among human monks." The demon king's eyes flickered. "Who are you?"

"Me? I'm your father." Ming Fan said calmly, "I have the blood of the dragon clan, so I can be considered half a demon clan. My father is a dragon clan, and the dragon clan is the ancestor of the demon clan. So, if we round it off, I can be considered your father."

The Demon King was completely enraged by Ming Fan's heresy and sneered, "You are so sharp-tongued. No one has ever walked out of the Ten Thousand Demons Picture alive."

"The Picture of Ten Thousand Monsters." Ming Fan whispered the name. It was the first time she knew that this scroll was called the Picture of Ten Thousand Monsters.

No wonder there are so many monsters, it fits the name.

The demon king sneered and disappeared instantly. The next moment, he appeared in front of Ming Fan, his palms turned into claws and went straight for Ming Fan's throat.

Ming Fan dodged the Demon King's attack by moving his body to the side, then swung out a few blood vines and stabbed them towards the Demon King's heart.

The demon king reacted very quickly. He stretched out his arm, grabbed the other end of the blood vine, and pulled hard to try to pull Ming Fan over.

However, Ming Fan took advantage of this opportunity, disappeared from the spot in a flash, and when he appeared again, he was already behind the Demon King.

The speed is so fast.

A trace of surprise flashed across the demon king's eyes, and then he sneered, "Do you think you can defeat me just by relying on speed?"

Ming Fan pursed his lips and said nothing, but continued to throw out talismans, and with the movement of his fingers, he urged the blood vines to attack the demon king.

Her movements were as agile as a monkey, and her whole body was slippery, which made the demon king look embarrassed for a moment.

"How about we compromise?"

Ming Fan dodged left and right. She was now powerless. The three spears were nowhere to be found, and she didn't even have a suitable weapon.

"Humph, anyone who comes here will die."

The demon king began to mutter non-stop as if he was chanting a sutra.

As he muttered, the hair on his body suddenly grew, revealing his true form.

Ming Fan covered his mouth, unable to hold back his laughter, and bent over.

It's actually a pig?!

No wonder with her Jindan cultivation level, she could drag on with a demon king for so long. She had thought of thousands of possibilities, but the only one she had never thought of was a pig demon that had transformed into a spirit.

Why do I suddenly feel that things are developing in an unexpected direction?

But... Ming Fan suddenly thought of that 'Little Sweetie', and a strange idea came into Ming Fan's mind.

Could this picture of ten thousand monsters be a picture of ten thousand livestock?

"I, the lowly human race, will show you what the true power of a demon king is."

The demon king transformed back into his original form, and powerful demonic power burst out of his body, causing the entire space to become turbulent.

Ming Fan took this opportunity to jump onto the back of the four-winged bird and flew it out.

"go there!"

The four-winged bird screamed and flew in the direction Ming Fan pointed.

Before he finished speaking, a powerful aura suddenly burst out from the Demon King, and the entire space began to tremble.

Ming Fan felt a huge pressure coming from all directions, as if it was going to crush her to pieces.

"Hurry!" Ming Fan was shocked and urged Cang Niao.

She could feel how difficult this power was to deal with. The aura around her changed. Ming Fan used dragon breath to suppress the monsters that wanted to rush up, and controlled them to block the demon king's way.

The monsters were pulled by the forces from both sides and roared in pain.

She didn't have time to think about it, and immediately mobilized her spiritual power to resist the pressure with all her strength.

However, no matter how she resisted, the pressure always followed her and she could not get rid of it.

"Surrender your hands, and I will leave your body intact."

The demon king was chasing behind, and there was a fog in front that I didn't know how to leave.

Ming Fan felt despair rising. Was she really going to die here?

Suddenly, the dragon breath power in her body boiled over, and a powerful force gushed out from her body, instantly defeating the feeling of oppression.

"This is..." A trace of shock flashed in the eyes of the demon king, "The power of the dragon clan?"

Ming Fan did not answer. He sat on the back of the blue bird and looked at the demon king coldly.

As she moved her hands, it turned into a bright light and flew out, covering the demon king behind her.

"Wake up your mind."

The demon king was trapped for a short moment, and Ming Fan urged the blue bird to fly quickly.

……

At this time, the entire sword of Sanmao was still hanging in the monster's mouth.

After waiting for a long time, Ming Fan still didn't come to rescue him, and he couldn't help feeling sad.

After all, he was wrong. His sword master must have forgotten him because he had a new sword.

Just as I was thinking about it, I suddenly heard Mingfan's voice.

As soon as Sanmao moved, he shouted, "Mingfan! I'm here, young master!"

A four-winged bird stopped and Ming Fan fell from the bird's back.

"Yo~ Still swinging on the swing."

Ming Fan was speechless as he looked at the monster with its mouth wide open in front of him and the three spears stuck inside.

Two kinds of strange fire popped out one after another, killing the monster, and Sanmao fell to the ground and turned back into human form.

Ming Fan glanced at him and thought that the matter of the three spears would be dealt with after she dealt with the troublesome demon king.