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

Playing the devil? This is truly unprecedented and unheard of. Is she crazy?

Shi Tian sneered. He had never heard such a rude request: "Do you believe that I am a monk who transforms into a god, or do you believe that I am a demon king?" He felt that the probability of him cultivating to transform into a god was higher than that of becoming a demon. You are more likely to be believed.

"I think we have a higher chance of conquering the demon world, just with the few of us." Baili Molan lowered his head and sighed.

Why didn't she say that they would directly ascend the throne here and annex the entire demon clan? How brave she is to also play the role of a demon king.

"Haven't you heard? The real and fake Monkey King, the real and fake Demon Saint. Is it difficult to have another real and fake Demon Lord now?"

Everyone was speechless. They really underestimated her shamelessness. They originally thought that she had already blown up by pretending to be a demon saint, but now she actually opened her mouth and kept saying that she was the demon lord. Is the demon lord a dirtbag in the ground?

Ming Fan shrugged, looking at them with a feeling of hatred for steel.

"That doesn't matter, I've lived enough anyway, let's die together."

Everyone was a little anxious when they saw that she was giving up.

They don’t live enough! The long road to immortality is still waiting for them to explore, and they must not die here.

"I think you look like the Demon Lord." He Mu pointed at Shitian. In fact, he had never even seen the Demon Lord, but who cares, let's introduce one first.

In the spirit of a dead Taoist friend but a poor Taoist, the others nodded, yes, yes, yes, what Mu said was right.

"..." Shi Tian was angry, but he had no choice. For the first time, he was annoyed that he had lost his mouth and had two more mouths. He wanted to spray them to death.

Ming Fan took a look at the situation outside. They were hiding in a side hall of the Demon Palace. Although they would not be discovered for the time being, it was obviously not a long-term solution.

"Put on your clothes quickly." Ming Fan urged Baili Ningchuan and others, each wearing a set of demon clothes.

Baili Ningchuan frowned. He was a disciple of the Shen Sect, but he actually wanted to wear the clothes of the demon clan and act as a soldier of the demon clan.

Ming Fan reminded: "We are not in the sect now. No one cares about your life or death except me."

Except her? Cheng Ziyang's mouth twitched, thank you, you are quite a nice person.

Lin Wanshu looked at Shi Tian and Baili Ningchuan: "You Tianxuan Sect and Luo Shen Sect don't know anything, right?"

As soon as these words came out, the two people looked a little excited.

The more powerful the sect, the more advanced and advanced the level of the skills. Often, only as the cultivation level increases, can the powerful skills be understood.

in other words……

"Are you all trash?" Ming Fan opened his mouth in an exaggerated manner. That's right. The more obscure the technique, the harder it is to understand. Naturally, they learn slower.

Shi Tianqiang persisted and retorted: "Our Tianxuan Sect is a martial arts cultivator. We train our bodies to enter the Dharma. Naturally, we are different from you."

oh? Ming Fan thought about it, wasn't this an indirect way of telling her that he was resisting the beating? I got it.

When Shi Tian was used as a shield for the nth time, he almost hated himself for being so mean-mouthed.

"Let's go, I don't want to come to this damn place a second time."

After looking at the newly minted demon team after changing clothes, Ming Fan secretly sighed. After all, she had shouldered everything.

There was no one to play the Demon Lord, so she had to take up the responsibility of the Demon Saint again.

The few people discussed it, and Ming Fan took them to retreat to the edge of the barrier. Leshan looked for opportunities to deduce the formation along the way. As for the other people, they talked less and walked more.

Ming Fan was wrapped in a black cloak, put on his mask, and walked out with a cold face.

Not far away, they saw a group of demon cultivators.

"Search carefully and don't miss any place! If you catch them, this saint will cut them into pieces. Go quickly!"

Ming Fan rushed to them and scolded them.

When the demon cultivators saw that she was a saint, they all bowed their heads and said yes, and left in a hurry.

When their saintess is angry, she will really kill someone.

Lin Wanshu and others had seen too many of the younger junior sister's tricks, so they followed behind without saying a word.

Shi Tian and Baili Molan's hearts were churning. They probably would never be able to learn Guangming Fan's confidence in their lives.

Seeing that her brows and eyes were full of evil, and she was looking so solemn, as if she was about to twist someone's head in the next second, whoever saw this would think of a fake.

Behind Ming Fan, the people in front looked calm, while the people behind him were frightened.

"Fourth Senior Brother, have you calculated it?" Ming Fan turned sideways and had just scolded the demon cultivators, then turned around and chatted with Leshan with a smile.

Leshan stared at the sky, his fingers flying under his black robe, and he took the time to reply: "Come on, give me half a stick of incense."

Ming Fan nodded, straightened his face, and then pretended to be profound.

"Has she always been like this?" Cheng Ziyang looked at the speed of her change of expression and whispered to Lin Wanshu.

Lin Wanshu smiled: "Junior sister, I'm just having fun."

Is this playful? This is simply perverted. You act until you believe it, but when you become cruel, you even criticize it.

I heard Ming Fan calling to a group of demon cultivators passing by, pinching his waist and cursing: "Trash! It's been so long, and I can't even catch a few trash!

I see that you are really wasting air when you are alive, and you are wasting land when you are dead!

When the time comes, I will not only kill them, but also you! "

The demon cultivators didn't dare to look up at her, so naturally they couldn't see the mean smile on her lips.

The sound of breaking wind came, and the strong wind mixed with demonic energy violently attacked them.

Lin Wanshu was the first to react, and the blood vines rushed out, weaving into a dense net, blocking everyone.

Xiao Yunyang aroused a sword energy and rushed straight towards the person opposite.

Baili Molan and Baili Ningchuan formed hand seals, attacking and defending at the same time.

The demon saint hummed, waved her hand, and all the attacks dissipated: "Who gave you the courage to pretend to be me?"

The demon next to him looked in front and then behind, and instantly woke up.

The saint who just scolded them is a fake! They all became angry and pointed the finger at them.

Cheng Ziyang and Baili Molan, who were quietly pretending to be dead in the back, looked pale and were finished.

When the real saint of the demon clan comes, they will definitely die miserably, they will definitely!

Here they were thinking wildly, and over there Mingfan started brainstorming. It was indeed a bit bad when the fake met the real.

Ming Fan looked indifferent and stood there motionless. The corner of his mouth curled up playfully: "Hey...this is what you want me to say. I'm afraid of scaring you to death if I say it."

"Oh? This is the first time I have seen such a shameless person." The demon saint smiled lowly, clasping her hands tightly, wishing she could slap her to death now.

Ming Fan raised his eyebrows, threw away his cloak, took off his mask, and raised his chin at the demon saint: "Don't you understand when you see my face?"

The demon saint made a move. What should she understand after saying this?

This time, even Lin Wan, Shu Ronghua and the others couldn't understand. They were all ready to roll up their sleeves and get hard at it. What kind of song did the junior sister sing?

Ming Fan did not retreat but advanced, took a step forward, smiled openly and wantonly: "Yes, I am the illegitimate daughter of the Demon Lord."

Let’s show our cards, stop pretending, me and my father, a demon king I have never met before.

Since she can't play the role of the Demon King, there's no problem in playing the role of the Demon King's illegitimate daughter.

Demon: "???"

Senior brothers at Wuwang Peak: "???"

Baili Shouchuan, Shi Tian and others: "???"

She single-handedly caused everyone in the two clans to fall into an eerie silence.