Everybody wants to be my leg pendant

The magic babies stopped flying around, and they clustered together, staring at the crack that was getting bigger and bigger.

The expressions of the monks became even more tense, and some of them had already shown decisive eyes, obviously ready to die together.No one noticed that at the moment when this fluctuation came, the Guangping City City Lord, who was concentrating on drawing symbols in the Guangping City City Lord's Mansion, suddenly trembled with his radiant fingertips.

"……This is?"

He glanced at the crack, with a little doubt in his expression.

The shining rune in the air turned into an unfinished rune paper, which slid down from the air without a sound, and was caught between the fingers of the city lord of Quang Binh City.

"Why did the breath of the other world suddenly change?"

He stood in the center of the mansion, frowned and looked at the space gap across it—it seemed that at that moment just now, the color of the criss-crossing sky cracks behind the flames changed from dark red to a slightly lighter red.

And in Shen Qingyan's live broadcast room, it was full of ghosts crying and wolves howling.

"The anchor, we are wrong!!! The color of the sky is wrong!! I should have chosen the one next to me!!!!"

The audience who advocated "the sky in the devil world is the XX color number" a moment ago were full of remorse.

"Actually, those two colors are really similar, maybe they can't see the problem... But it's too late to modify the settings now, wow anchor QAQ..."

The viewer was torn between "comfort everyone" and "do everything right."

Some viewers were stunned, and they didn't get the point of everyone's discussion at all:

"...Wait, what two colors are you talking about?? I don't think these two pictures are different at all???"

Amidst such chaotic discussions, the system anxiously asked Shen Qingyan if he wanted to modify the parameters temporarily. Shen Qingyan glanced at the sky outside, then lowered his eyes to make a final decision:

"The color is almost enough. I don't have time to decorate so much now, as long as several worlds have been connected respectively... System, is the actor I hired in place now?"

"It's already in place, and some related props you ordered by the host have also been sent to the other party."

The system paused, and asked him hesitantly: "But anchor, are you really not thinking about it? I don't think those magicians will necessarily believe—"

"It's best if they believe it, and it's fine if they don't."

Shen Qingyan said without hesitation, he opened the shopping mall interface of the Zhoutian platform, and his eyes stopped on a very high-priced item for a long time:

"I just want to give it a try, and it doesn't matter if I fail... If you can't destroy the magic cultivators mentally, then just destroy their flesh! Body."

His tone was calm, but he said it with a bit of coldness no matter what he heard.

system:……

It silently lit a candle for the demon cultivators outside.

Shen Qingyan didn't say anything more, he turned his gaze directly out of the window of the small shop.

Under the sky burning with blood-colored flames, the magic babies surrounded by black gas and black smoke gathered in a circle, and space cracks criss-crossed above their heads like spider webs.

Like twisted thorns, it pierced sharply through the gap between the two worlds.

At a speed visible to the naked eye, those pierced space cracks continued to expand from a small hole, and finally burst open and torn, and a burst of strong light erupted from it——

——In the strong light, a tall figure stepped out clearly and visibly.

The demon cultivators cheered loudly.

"Demon Ancestor! This must be Lord Demon Ancestor!"

Feeling the massive coercion surging out of the crack, the leader of the magic cultivator shouted ecstatically. He prostrated himself on the ground without hesitation, and shouted frantically:

"The eighth-generation descendant of No. 70, the last cultivator of the Heavenly Demon Dao, leads all the demons in Luandu Realm, and welcomes the Demon Ancestor!"

The faces of the cultivators on the side tightened, and they all squeezed the spells in their hands. However, when Ling Yichen saw the figure clearly, he smiled softly, let go of his five fingers, and let himself be dragged out of half of the void. The sword slid back into its invisible scabbard.

"Boom-"

There was a heavy muffled sound echoing all around.

The moment Ling Yichen's sword fell back into the scabbard, a huge rectangular magic weapon whizzed out of the diffused strong light, and slapped the head of the demon cultivator with incomparable accuracy and ruthlessly.

The magic baby of the leader of the demon cultivators was instantly flattened by the magic weapon. When the magic weapon was lifted up again, many demon cultivators were all horrified to see that there was only a small black cake left where their leader was standing. cake.

Never expected such a turning point, the demon cultivators were shocked!

? ? ? ?

What happened? ? ?

Why did Lord Demon Ancestor want to beat Lord Leader to the ground? ? ?

The demon cultivators were half terrified and half stunned, and looked at the "Master Demon Ancestor" who stepped out of the space rift in shock.

At this time, the strong light from inside and outside the crack had dissipated, and a rather handsome middle-aged man appeared in front of the demon cultivators.

He didn't exude any coercion, and there was no place full of demonic energy around him, and there was a kind smile on his face, which was completely different from the "devil ancestor" imagined by the demon cultivators. , but more like a businessman - or more precisely, like a profiteer.

"I'm sorry, I'm a little slippery, I didn't catch it."

The middle-aged man flew down from the clouds quickly, with an apologetic smile on his face.He bent down, shrunk the huge rectangular magic weapon and tucked it around his waist, and lifted a black and flat "cake" from the ground. After observing it carefully for half a minute, he shook his head and sighed:

"Hopeless."

Demon cultivators: ...

After being slapped flat like that, it is hopeless to see it! ! !

Seeing their leader being carefully folded up by the middle-aged man, the demon cultivators all had complicated expressions.The middle-aged man quickly stuffed the flattened demon leader into a small box, picked it up, looked around, and handed the box to the crowd in front of him:

"This...Which one of you will pick it up?"

The demon cultivators looked at each other for a while, pushing the female demon cultivator to the front.The female demon cultivator stood at the front trembling. She wanted to turn her head to stare but didn't dare. She could only forcefully show a smile that was uglier than crying, and carefully hugged the box containing her leader in her arms.

"That's right."

The middle-aged man nodded in satisfaction, took out a thick book from his waist, took out a writing brush from nowhere, squeezed the nib of the brush, coughed twice and said:

"By the way, I forgot to ask just now, today you opened the passage between the two worlds, you want to go to the devil world, right?"

His tone was very formal, quite businesslike.Hearing such a question suddenly at such a time, the demon cultivators were more or less at a loss, and at the same time had a very strange illusion: it seemed that they were not waiting for the arrival of the terrifying demon world, but waiting for the arrival of the terrifying demon world. Queuing up to buy a house in Pingcheng is generally...

The truth is also very close to what they imagined.Soon, the middle-aged man turned the pages of the book with a "crash", and said while turning the pages:

"If you don't answer, I will take it as acquiescence!"

"Hey, there are so many mortal cultivators who want to enter the Demon Realm recently, I have to tell you in advance, this Demon Realm is not something you can enter if you want."

"There is only one Demon Realm, and the carrying capacity is also limited. The number of Demon Cultivators in the Demon Realm has reached the upper limit..."

He paused, then raised his head and asked the demon cultivators:

"Speaking of which, you are going to enter the Demon Realm, right? I didn't misunderstand you, did I?"

"No, we're not going to enter the Demon Realm..."

"No! Of course you have not misunderstood!"

Due to the weird situation in front of them, the answers of a group of demon cultivators became messy and contradictory.

When the middle-aged man heard such a strange answer, he couldn't help but raised his head and looked at the demon cultivators questioningly.

Although he acted harmless to humans and animals at the moment, the demon cultivators couldn't help but shiver when they recalled the leader who was beaten miserably at the last moment.

"How can you say that!"

"How can you tell the truth so easily!"

In front of the middle-aged monks, they dared not make any mistakes. The two groups could only ask each other with their eyes, and soon the inquiry turned into accusations, and it was a bit powerless to accuse them with their eyes. Many people simply added mouth shapes. .Fortunately, with the middle-aged monk in front, the two groups of people would not fight—but the middle-aged monk was obviously a little impatient facing the situation in front of him.

"Are you going to enter the Demon Realm? Yes or no, is it so difficult to answer this question? Or do you mean you don't even know where you are going?!"

He frowned and threw the question away, his somewhat sullen tone frightened the group of demon cultivators to turn pale.

Immediately someone answered without hesitation:

"Yes! We are going to enter the Demon Realm! Please register for us!"

——The man obviously had some guesses about the function of the booklet in the middle-aged monk's hand, and his guess was obviously correct.

I saw the middle-aged monk nodded slightly after receiving the answer, then opened the book in his hand, flipped through the pages, and then stopped on a certain page, fingers line by line from the top of the page Click to:

“No.18万一千170八，No.18万一千170九，No.18万一千180……啊，找到了，在这里有个空位！No.18万一千190六！”

He raised his pen very excitedly, and when he was about to write something, a magician suddenly remembered something, and exclaimed:

"Wait--you wait first! Can I trouble you to explain clearly, what is the meaning of this 18 or so...?"

The middle-aged monk raised his head dissatisfied:

"What do you mean... what else can this mean?"

He shook the scroll in his hand, and the layers of paper were rattled by him:

"Queue, pay, and get a number!"

"When are you waiting in line, when are you going to let you in!"

At the same time as he finished speaking, all the monks who had a slight impression of the number of houses to buy in Guangping City all took a deep breath.

The magician who asked the question just now recalled the huge number, only to feel that his eyes were staring straight.Holding the last trace of luck, he tremblingly asked:

"Excuse me, where is your current ranking in the Demon Realm...?"

"There are about seven or eight or hundreds of thousands who have registered. The number of demon cultivators who have entered the door now... Let me calculate... So far, there are about a thousand or two thousand."

The middle-aged monk clapped the books on his hands, and said to them in a serious tone:

"Don't say I'm not accommodating you, you guys handed in the application form so late, logically you should be at the back of the queue. It took me a long time to find a vacancy, and I put you in front of many people!"

After he finished speaking, he glanced at the demon cultivators, emphasizing on purpose:

"To open this back door for you today, I took a certain risk myself..."

The middle-aged monk paused for a moment when he said this, and then said meaningfully:

"I'm fine, you're fine."

He winked at the demon cultivators, and the strong coercion on his body disappeared in a flash.The female demon cultivator holding the box shuddered, and after looking at the companions around her, she quickly stuffed the box containing her leader's body into the mustard bag, and nodded her head desperately.

At the same time, in Shen Qingyan's live broadcast room.

"It's okay, I give this brother full marks for his acting skills!"

"This kind of shameless face is very skillful √"

"If you want me to say that the anchor's props were chosen well! That shot just now was a head start..."

The audience's barrage was densely packed together, and at the same time, the actor himself said modestly in the barrage:

"So-so, third in the world of comprehension. It's just a little hobby of mine. It's a surprise to be able to help the anchor today..."

Amidst the noise of the barrage, the middle-aged monk who was seconded by the Zhoutian platform to act voluntarily sipped his pen, and ticked two strokes on the book with a smile:

"Then I'll add a few for you? No. 18, No. 190, remember it~"

The demon cultivators heard the words and looked at the thick booklet, and looked at each other in silence, their eyes were full of one word:

"There is nothing to love in life."

The author has something to say: I really didn't accidentally cheat, but I'm going to seriously update it!

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