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

The demon king felt his head buzzing. When he opened his eyes, he saw a magnified palm.

"Big, bold."

"What? You want me to be more powerful?" Ming Fan smiled, "I'll help you."

Ming Fan blew into his palm and swung his arm towards the demon king's face.

The snapping sound made Qianren and Sanmao's teeth ache, and they touched their faces at the same time.

Qianren looked at Sanmao with sympathy, and then felt relieved again. Fortunately, Mingfan was not his master. Fortunately, fortunately.

The demon king was beaten dizzy and made humming sounds to signal Ming Fan to stop.

After a while, Ming Fan got tired and threw the Demon King to the ground.

The Demon King wanted to escape, but he couldn't. Having learned the lesson from Ming Yuanzheng's self-explosion last time, he knew that a cultivator's self-explosion would have a wide range of consequences, and the same was true for the demon clan.

In order to prevent the demon king from becoming arrogant and self-destructing, Ming Fan had already given it drugs when it fainted.

Now, he can't die.

Ming Fan leaned over and looked down at the demon king. After thinking for a while, he carried him to the edge of the pool.

"Tell me, what's going on with this cold spring?"

The demon king snorted heavily and turned his head away: "Do you think I will tell you?"

Ming Fan shrugged and pushed him aside: "You don't have to say anything, then just stay down there."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ming Fan stretched out his foot, ready to kick him in.

"You! Wait a minute!"

Seeing that Mingfan was serious, the Demon King screamed.

"I won't!" Ming Fan clapped his hands, twisted his ankle to stretch it, and then kicked out directly.

She used 80% of her strength in this kick, and the demon king flew towards the spring in the middle like a parabola.

Ming Fan looked at the flying Demon King, pointed his toes, and grabbed him before he fell into the spring. Three spears flew out to catch Ming Fan, and Ming Fan threw the Demon King back to the shore.

"How is it? Are you surprised, unexpected, or exciting?"

Looking at the pale-faced demon king, Ming Fan smiled particularly brightly.

"Not talking? Are you born silent?" Ming Fan moved his wrist, and the Demon King subconsciously felt pain on his face.

It was him who underestimated the enemy.

Those who came in before, even some of them were Nascent Soul cultivators, still ended up dying here.

But Ming Fan had too many tricks, especially the inexplicable dragon breath from her, which was quite restraining to him.

"I said."

The demon king rolled his eyes and looked at Ming Fan, as if he had made some kind of decision.

Ming Fan smiled and said, being obedient is a good thing, and a man who knows the times is a hero.

"Then let's play a game." Ming Fan grinned.

The demon king's face trembled. Ming Fan's row of white teeth were extremely dazzling in his eyes at this moment. However, he had no time to react and Ming Fan spoke again.

"How about truth or dare, where the loser has to fill a fountain."

Demon King: “…”

What the hell, why didn’t she just say that she would kill him if she was not satisfied?

Ming Fan clicked his tongue twice, what a good person she is.

She could have killed him directly, but she was so considerate as to find a reason for him.

Sanba, who was lying on the other side, also woke up slowly, but after hearing their conversation, he thought he should continue to sleep.

But before he could pretend to sleep, his ears were lifted by a cold hand.

Sanmao looked at him and raised his thick eyebrows: "Sanba is you?"

Sanba nodded stupidly, but saw Sanmao frown suddenly, and then a blood mark appeared on his face, and he turned pale with pain.

"I don't like the name Three Scars, so from now on you can be called Four Scars." The word three is exclusive to him.

Three... Four Scars looked at Ming Fan and then at the Three Spears in front of him, and his body trembled.

The people who came in this time must be demon cultivators! They are simply burning, killing, looting, and committing all kinds of evil!

"Are you dissatisfied?" Sanmao raised his voice.

Siba sneered: "Haha, I'm satisfied, I like it very much."

Qian Ren on the side: "..."

He felt out of place with them because he wasn't perverted enough.

Sanmao and Mingfan stood on each side, putting pressure on the Demon King and Siba like they were interrogating prisoners.

"So, no one ever goes out?"

Ming Fan touched his chin. If that was true, it would be a bit tricky.

The demon king nodded repeatedly. After being tortured by Ming Fan, he no longer had the will to resist. He even began to pray in his heart, hoping that God would open his eyes and let this ancestor in front of him get out of here.

As long as she leaves, they will still have their good lives in the future.

But the problem is that he really doesn't know how to get out of here.

After all, over the years, in the Map of Ten Thousand Monsters, not even a single monster has left, let alone a human.

Ming Fan thought, according to what the Demon King said just now, they didn’t even know that this was the Map of Ten Thousand Demons.

In other words, if it weren't for the cultivators coming in from outside, the monsters in the Ten Thousand Monsters Picture would not know that they had been sealed in a magical weapon.

Later they learned the whole story from a monk, and new monks would come in every now and then.

Later, they discovered that the monks all had magical medicines and treasures on them. Over time, the monsters treated the monks who came in as prey.

The Ten Thousand Demons Picture thus began a bloody cycle.

"But even if we don't kill them, they can't get out."

The demon king said aggrievedly.

Even if they didn't kill these people, they would have no way to get out and would eventually die of old age or trapped. It would be better for them to become stepping stones for their cultivation.

Qian Ren nodded: "He is right, this place is like a closed space, you can only enter but not leave."

His previous master was an expert at hiding and had avoided being hunted by monsters and beasts, but in the end he was trapped and died here.

Speaking of which, his unlucky master was simply implicated in a fight between other people and was seriously injured. There were nothing but monsters here, so naturally he didn't have a good ending in the end.

Qianren sighed. The glimmer of hope that had risen up in his heart when he met Mingfan had almost disappeared.

Ming Fan frowned, but she always felt something was wrong.

Even if the monsters inside don't know that they are in a magic weapon, after all, this kind of space magic weapon is still a magic weapon, and if it is a magic weapon, it must have a formation eye.

However, the Demon King said that he had been here for a long time and had never found the center of the formation.

His words didn't sound false, but Ming Fan always felt that he had overlooked something.

As for this cold spring, although it was strange, the demon king knew nothing about it no matter how much he asked.

"Hey, it would be nice if there were two more people."

If you put them together like that, you can eventually have two brains.

It would definitely be better than her racking her brains alone.

Ming Fan was just thinking about it when the monsters outside suddenly rioted.

The roar shook the sky, accompanied by the sound of running.

Qianren pricked up his ears to listen, and volunteered to go and check it out. However, before he could move, he was stopped by Mingfan.

"You go, you go." Qian Ren consciously retreated behind Ming Fan.

Ming Fan gave her a look that showed her that she was a teachable child.

When you feel sleepy, someone will bring you a pillow. Judging from the noise, it is probably a monk coming in.

Ming Fan casually summoned a flying monster and sat on it.

When the monster approached, Ming Fan's mouth twitched, and finally his whole brain twitched as well.

There were four figures not far away. Who else could it be but Lin Wanshu...

Ming Fan looked up at the sky in silence. She really wanted two brains, but there was no need to destroy Wuwang Peak at once.