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

Looking at the smoke and clouds in the sky, the six demon disciples here were a little stunned.

"Holy girl, something big seems to have happened."

"Oh? What do you mean?" Ming Fan asked calmly.

The six people spoke subconsciously: "This smoke is caused by foreign enemy spies sneaking in to warn all the demons."

The more people talked, the quieter their voices became.

This smoke cloud was sent by the saint. Apart from the Demon Lord, only the saint could send out this kind of smoke cloud. How could he not know the meaning of the smoke cloud?

Scammed! When a few people came to their senses, a big face appeared in front of them, with a mean smile.

"Hey~ I was discovered by you, so let's say goodbye properly." Ming Fan stretched out his hand and threw out a few thunderbolt charms.

Behind him, Xiao Yunyang had a cold face and struck one sword at a time. After thinking about it for a while, he was still angry, and then another person added another sword blow.

After dealing with these six people, Ming Fan raised his chin: "Time is running out, we have to hurry up."

"Wait a minute." Lin Wanshu looked at the treasure trove in front of him, "Don't you think it's strange? There is no one guarding this important place of the demon clan until now."

Ming Fan nodded: "You're right." She also discovered it.

Not to mention the demon clan, even their Qingyang Sect, which is a poor magic weapon library with only a shelf, has dedicated disciples stationed there. There is no reason for this demon clan to just empty the city.

Conspiracy, they smelled a conspiracy.

He Mudong looked around: "Little junior sister, how about Rong Hua and I are outside and look out for you."

When he went in to steal things, he would definitely not be as fast as Junior Sister and the others, so he might as well let them out and let them steal more.

Ming Fan raised his eyebrows and turned to look at the closed door: "We share the blessings, and naturally we have the treasures to brave together."

Ming Fan took out the Nine-turn Diamond Talisman and threw it out.

Seeing this, Leshan opened her mouth wide, and she threw out this heavenly talisman, which was equivalent to a full blow from Nascent Soul.

"Little junior sister, is this all?" Leshan covered his chest, his heart ached.

Ming Fan stepped forward and patted Leshan on the shoulder: "Fourth Senior Brother, the situation is opening up. We draw talismans to make money better."

Isn't it just a talisman? At worst, if she is struck by lightning a few more times, she will have it all.

The earth-shattering explosion shocked the entire demon clan.

This is, the house was ransacked?

All the demon cultivators were waiting in a tight formation. Looking at their posture, it seemed that this group of thieves had brought Nascent Soul Stage cultivators to help.

The demon saint looked in the direction of the treasure house, tiptoed, and disappeared.

She was really going crazy. She was concentrating on practicing martial arts that day, and a few people suddenly barged in and almost made her go crazy. If she catches them this time, they must die in an ugly way.

After the smoke and dust dispersed, Rong Hua looked at the empty treasure house and couldn't help but said angrily: "These demon cultivators are really insidious and cunning."

Ming Fan dragged Rong Hua to stop him from coming forward. He looked around carefully and said happily, "Hey, you're digging into my head."

It's not that there are no treasures inside, it's because the magic circle has buried the things inside, so it looks empty from the outside. What a coincidence, she had seen this magic circle before and could break it.

Leshan came closer and obviously saw the clues: "Little junior sister, since they love hiding so much, I won't leave anything to them."

"That's not possible. As courtesy, you must keep it." Ming Fan smiled, but they had the final say as to what to keep.

Mingfan quickly formed seals with his hands and cooperated with Leshan. The demon clan did not have demon cultivators who were proficient in the magic circle. This psychedelic formation was not difficult to break.

If the leader of Taixu Sect was here at this time, he would definitely sigh again. The speed of these two people breaking through the formation would be explosive even in the entire world of immortality.

Although the demon clan's formation is not strong, it is still a formation that protects the treasure house. No matter how weak it is, it cannot be too weak.

But without comparison, there is no MVP. No matter how good they are, they only feel that they are mediocre.

Therefore, when the demons came again, their treasure house had been almost destroyed.

All the magic weapons and elixirs were missing, and the demons almost choked to death when they saw them.

A transmission talisman was floating in the empty treasure house. The demon saint beckoned and held the transmission talisman in the palm of her hand.

A very mean voice came, how mean is it? Even just hearing the sound can make people want to kill her.

"Hey~ You're here, brother? I've prepared a gift for you~ I'm short of time and it's a little meager..." The voice disappeared in the air.

What followed was explosion after explosion.

Mingfan and the others would not dare to take the demon's skills and mental skills casually. In this case, if they can't get it, they will destroy it.

The demons fled and cursed angrily: "Despicable! Vicious villain!"

Just go to someone's house and steal something, and then plant mines in other people's homes. This is something that a righteous monk can do!

This is clearly an evil cultivator!

Here, Ming Fan and the others ran away after stealing, panting all the way, carefully avoiding the demon cultivators who were chasing them everywhere.

Ming Fan's steps to escape suddenly stopped, and she forgot that there were still those four unlucky guys.

Lin Wanshu was surprised and couldn't help but ask: "What's wrong, little junior sister?"

Ming Fan smiled bitterly and turned back without saying anything about Erhu: "There are still a few familiar people inside. Senior brother, you go first."

"I'm afraid it's too late." Leshan looked at the sky, and suddenly a barrier appeared.

The demons must have activated the formation immediately to prevent them from escaping.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, for us little shrimps, this level of restriction is used."

Leshan observed for a moment and squinted his eyes: "I have seen this formation before."

Ming Fan tilted his head: "Where have you seen it?"

Leshan coughed lightly: "It's in the book." But give him some time, and he should be able to figure out where the formation is.

But now, what they lack most is time.

Ming Fan waved his hand, as if he was not afraid of being scalded by boiling water: "There is no unstoppable path, we must believe in the unstoppable person, or in the worst case, I will continue to cause thunder."

He Mu looked at Ming Fan with envy. When would someone be able to talk about Yin Tian Lei?

Baili Ningchuan and the others also noticed the movement outside, and couldn't help but worry. Could it be that Mingfan and the others were facing off against the demons?

The next second, several people appeared in front of them, and everyone was startled.

"You are..."

Ming Fan smoothed his messed up hair and took a breath: "Go and rob someone, and blow up a fort on the way."

By the way? The corner of Shi Tian's mouth twitched. Why did something that seemed abnormal become casual as soon as it came to her mouth.

"Then let's leave now. Aren't you a saint? Take us out." Cheng Ziyang said to Mingfan, urgency flashed in his eyes. He couldn't stay in this damn place any longer.

"Um...I'm not a saint now." Ming Fan touched his nose. The saint experience card had expired.

Baili Molan and Cheng Ziyang wailed: "What should we do?"

I thought they were hope, but now they are becoming more desperate.

"How about..." Ming Fan glanced at the male cultivators present, "Will one of you play the role of the Demon Lord this time?"