Villain: I am not good at fighting.

In an instant, Liu Muqing realized what had happened just now.

The ghost mistook her for a member of the Jiao clan, so the man who appeared to confuse her mind was also a man of the Jiao clan.

Damn it, disguising too well is a sin. How could she be allowed to see the scene of cross-species chaos?

Snapped!

Liu Muqing slapped Jiao Fanyun in the face when he was about to attack her, and sent him flying into the air, spinning like a top.

Then he took out a high-level talisman from the storage bag—the Sky Fire Talisman.

The spoils looted from the Hehuan Sect’s resource city, Chiyan City.

"The army is in charge of the law-making and the general power of fire.

The Nine Heavens Divine Fire is so majestic.

Burn the essence and destroy the spirit. See the response from the talisman, hurry up and obey the command!"

The scorching flames condensed into a ball, just like the bright sun in the sky. Dozens of dragon men in the field were scattered into skeletons under the power of the heavenly fire.

Yuan Chong, Xue Jian, Jiao Fanyun and other monsters were also forced to wake up by the burning. The heavenly fire condensed but did not explode, leaving the green-faced and fang-toothed ghost head nowhere to hide.

"Everyone, if you don't take action now, when will you take action?"

After Liu Muqing calmed down, she was worried that the heavenly fire would burn the Ten Thousand Year Old Yin Willow, so she did not rush to get rid of it. Instead, she used it to intimidate the Yin creature.

"You are so bold and shameless, you have insulted my innocence. I will kill you today!"

Tu Chen, holding a silver fork and covered in the divine fire of the Heavenly Fox, rushed forward first. He was clearly the most sober demon just now.

Based on Liu Muqing's understanding of Tianyao City, all foxes, regardless of gender, have the art of charm, because this art has miraculous effects on humans.

The seven leaves of the Seven-Leaf Ganoderma were curled up tightly like a mimosa. Xuejian stood behind her in annoyance, dejected.

"Ms. Qiye, I'm sorry. I...will take responsibility."

"Blood sickle, why don't you go and help?"

Liu Muqing urged without understanding the situation.

The giant mantis clearly saw the whiskers of the seven-leaf Ganoderma lucidum entangled with Tu Chen, but it chose to be blind.

The eyes of the Seven-Leaf Ganoderma were always dodging Tu Chen, and Xuejian just gently stroked the heels of the Seven-Leaf Ganoderma a few times.

It seems like he has overstepped his bounds and he has to be responsible for her, but she, who is not interested in worldly things, says she doesn't understand. She really doesn't understand.

Things related to love and romance are the most fascinating, and demons are no exception.

"Mrs. Long, you are also a girl, please help me take good care of Miss Qiye."

The blood sickle turned regret into strength, leaving a trail of afterimages on the spot, and rushed towards the green-faced, fang-toothed ghost head.

It was this evil thing that caused him to desecrate the goddess, and...

"Hey, Mr. Kamae, what are you doing?!"

Tu Chen turned sideways in horror to distance himself, and saw that most of the fur on his fox tail had been cut off.

"Oh, mistake, mistake~"

Blood Scythe stroked the blade of the sickle, stared hatefully at the green-faced and fanged ghost head, and explained.

"real?

Tu Chen always felt that the corner of his eyes was locking on him.

"Of course it's true, Master Chen, be careful, the wind this ghost spews out is really strong!"

Tu Chen raised his eyebrows and used his innate magical powers. The two fox tails separated and turned into two Tu Chens, keeping a distance between them horizontally.

Xuejian was obviously getting anxious and wanted to use the evil object to kill him. Tu Chen's face turned cold, and he ignored his friendly forces as the silver fork in his hand was attached with the Sky Fox Divine Fire.

He sprayed directly at the ghost's head in a large area. He did not actively seduce her, nor did he use any tricks. He simply did not resist.

We have been friends for many years, but now you are turning your swords against me. We can no longer be friends.

The battle became inexplicably fierce, and Jiao Fanyun and Yuan Chong suddenly found that not only could they not help, but they were also easily injured by mistake.

After the fight, the green-faced and fanged ghost head seemed not as powerful as the spirit puppet in the hall. Tu Chen and the two demons Xue Jian joined forces to fight fiercely.

On the other side, Liu Muqing didn't care at all about Miss Qi Ye, who was self-admiring and self-centered.

He secretly came under the Yin Willow tree, set up a layer of isolation magic circle, then inserted his palm into the bark of the Yin Willow tree to absorb the spiritual essence of the Yin Willow.

This Yin Willow tree is so huge that it completely meets the requirements of the Seven Divine Zither Spirits of Yijian.

"Hehehe~ So cool~"

The Yin Willow withered quickly, and in Liu Muqing's heart came the childish sound of the Seven Divine Harp, clear and full of vitality.

It finally recovered its original state and was able to help her become more powerful again.

pat~

The willow tree withered, and the blood-red stone held up by its branches and leaves fell to the ground, and a stream of bright red blood flowed out.

The ghost head besieged by Tu Chen and Xue Jian not far away was roaring madly, but the two people who were against it were even more aggressive and suppressed it back.

They continued to talk to each other, and in their conversations they did not forget to care about each other's health and family, and finally extended their concern to the eighteenth generation of ancestors.

Jiao Fanyun and Yuan Chong noticed Guitou's abnormality and looked over here.

"Mother Long, does this Yin Willow meet your standards?"

The sound of the blood-colored stone falling to the ground was blocked by the formation. The two monsters did not notice the blood-colored stone for a while, and the amazing spiritual energy flowing after it fell to the ground.

Liu Muqing noticed it, but she couldn't recognize it. The blood-colored stone had an evil nature, so she didn't dare to take it.

"Come here and take a look, what is this?"

There was still a bright red slap mark on Jiao Fanyun's face, and he didn't dare to look Liu Muqing in the eye.

In the face of the illusion, he easily broke the bottom line of having ravines in his chest and buttocks like a full moon, which was a big blow to his self-esteem.

"I'll take a look."

Yuan Chong strode forward and entered the isolation magic circle. The vast spiritual energy instantly lifted his spirits and a look of horror flashed in his eyes.

"Could this be... the legendary demon blood stone?"

Liu Muqing observed his expression and guessed that it should be something shameful, at least it would be of great benefit to the demon clan.

"What is Demon Blood Stone?"

Yuan Chong did not answer, but directly summoned out an ochre-colored wine gourd from his body. This was his magic storage weapon.

Pull out the stopper, aim the gourd mouth at the demon blood stone, and suck it in.

At this time, an ice-blue spear, surrounded by electric arcs, was placed between the gourd and the demon blood stone.

Yuan Chong stared at Jiao Fanyun and found that there was the same greed in his eyes as his own. He immediately understood that he also knew the origin of the Demon Blood Stone.

Demon Blood Stone is the blood essence left behind by the corpse of an ancient demon after its death. By absorbing and refining it, one can obtain the demon's inheritance and the essence of the blood elves.

Converted into a human metaphor, it is equivalent to a dead Nascent Soul. After refining a Nascent Soul above the Spirit Transformation Stage, not only will one obtain the skills that the Nascent Soul practiced during its lifetime.

It can also absorb the spiritual essence of the Nascent Soul, directly skip the Nascent Soul condensation stage, and use the dead Nascent Soul to directly advance to the Nascent Soul stage.

Of course, this is just a metaphor. The human race's Nascent Soul has the problem of not being compatible with the soul, but the demon race does not. Racial hybridization and mutations are everywhere.

Refining the demon blood stone is equivalent to creating a demon king out of thin air.

"Brother Fanyun, why don't we split this thing equally between you and me?"

"Okay, but this thing was discovered by Dragon Lady first, so it has to be kept with me first."

Jiao Fanyun did not explain the demon blood stone to Liu Muqing, and looked at Yuan Chong with vigilance.

His stance vaguely suggested that Liu Muqing was also considered an enemy.

"It seems that the value of this item is beyond imagination."

Liu Muqing slowly withdrew from the isolation formation with an attitude of "I don't understand, I have obtained the Ten Thousand Year Old Yin Willow, I don't want to get involved."

In my mind, I was thinking of just sitting on the mountain and watching the fight between the two tigers, and then taking action when you two are almost done fighting.

"What a bullshit logic! She is she and you are you. Although you are both members of the Jiao clan, she has nothing to do with you!"

Yuan Chong angrily denounced Jiao Fanyun's hypocrisy.