A Sword Through the Nine Heavens Chapter 838: Devil

The teleportation array set up by Luo Shang is located on a short mountain five hundred miles north of Dongsha City. Here is a hidden volcanic cave. The teleportation array is on a huge rock in the volcano, with transpiring magma below it.

The 23 people and the 134 mortals who had only had time to save were all huddled in the corner. They were too close to the lava. The hot breath made them feel a little difficult to breathe. The middle-aged man in Shan uses spiritual power to cover all mortals, and I am afraid that many mortals will directly suffocate.

The middle-aged man in blue shirt looked at the crater. The crater was covered by magma, and there was a five-element formation on it, so he couldn't get out.

The other cultivators also looked around in confusion. They thought they should be facing those Eumon demons, but for some reason they suddenly came to this inexplicable cave.

The teleportation array flashed again, and Mu Yu and Luo Shang also came to the cave. Xiaoshuai took Mu Yu's hand like a well-behaved little brother.

"The two of you are back? Where is the Yomon Demon? Where are we? Where are the others?" The middle-aged man in blue shirt greeted him with a solemn expression.

He had already asked the mortals who were subsequently transmitted, but none of them remembered what happened just now, as if they had lost their memory suddenly.

Kiba scanned the surroundings, the flames of molten molten shining on every rénmiàn pang, no one had the joy of being left behind, but more only puzzled and worried, because they were worried that they would be transported to the Yomon Demon Race Old nest.

"We should go out." Kiba looked at the hole above.

Luo Shang had already jumped up, and the sword light swept across, shattering the five-element formation above, revealing a starry sky. Kiyu had already rolled up everyone, and took these mortals out of the crater one by one, followed by the rest of the cultivators.

The low mountain is surrounded by taller peaks, covering the low mountain, even if someone flies by in the sky, it is difficult to find it.

The killing aura on Mu Yu's body has converged. After accepting the killing aura, that aura can let him control freely, but the hostility in his heart can't dissipate, and the killing aura seems to have spread over him. The whole body was full of chills, and it turned away thousands of miles away.

He took this group of mortals to settle in a relatively open place halfway through the mountain. The temperature in the mountains was very low. These mortals were shivering from the cold, and they were like being in a volcano just now. The cultivator originally wanted to ask what was going on in Dongsha City, but seeing the appearance of Mu Yu and Luo Shang, they didn't ask any further.

Xiaoshuai has already obtained many pill and flint from Mu Yu, and he has also found many firewood to warm these mortals.

"Brother, thank you." Qingfan, who is only two years old, said seriously.

Xiaoshuai touched Qingfan, who was a head shorter than him, and said with a smile: "No thanks, Xiao Qingfan is very brave!"

Qingfan blinked his big eyes and asked, "Brother, has the Demon Yumon been beaten away?"

Xiao Shuai glanced at Mu Yu and Luo Shang, scratched his head, and said: "Youmen Demon Race has been beaten away by us."

Mu Yu and Luo Shang were silent.

"Big brother, you are so amazing!" Qing Fan said with a respectful face and excitedly said.

Xiao Shuai patted Qingfan on the shoulder, without saying much, walked to Mu Yu's side and sat down.

But Qingfan seems to have some problems. He ran towards Mu Yu and the others, not caring about the looming coldness exuding from Mu Yu and Luo Shang. Instead, he asked: "Big brother, does that mean Can we go home tomorrow?"

The remaining twenty cultivators focused their eyes on Mu Yu and Luo Shang, as well as the remaining more than a hundred mortals, they all wanted to know this. If the Youmen Demon Race had been driven away, where did the rest of Dongsha City go?

Xiaoshuai said hesitantly: "There is no more Dongsha City."

Qingfan's face turned pale, and gritted his teeth and asked: "Has our home been destroyed by the Youmen Demon?"

Xiao Shuai doesn't know how to answer this question.

Long silence.

"Where did all the remaining people go?" Qing Fan asked again.

Kiba looked up at Qingfan and said flatly: "Dead."

Everyone is stunned. Dongsha City has more than 100,000 people, all dead?

"Dead? Big brother, they are all dead? Are they all killed by the Youmen Demon?" Qingfan asked urgently.

He is only two years old, he is a childish man, he will not provoke Mu Yu and Luo Shang, and he will speak out the questions in everyone's heart.

"Dead in the hands of the devil." Kiyu said indifferently.

The cultivators who slaughtered the entire city, Mu Yu and Luo Shang were demons.

The cultivators who killed the old city lord and the Xuanzhengtang family and wanted to give Mu Yu to the Youmen Demon Clan are also demons!

These people died in the hands of Mu Yu and Luo Shang, but they also died in their own hands. They shouldn't have to die, as long as they are a little **** and dignified, Kiba will save them.

However, among the more than 100,000 people, only 23 people have not forgotten the blood and dignity of being a human race, and Kiba can do nothing about these people.

Qingfan clenched her small fist, and said firmly: "Big brother, when I grow up, I will destroy the Eumon Demon Race and all the demons like you!"

Mu Yu and Luo Shang both looked at Qingfan, their eyes were calm and did not say anything.

Xiaoshuai moved his mouth, trying to tell Qingfan what "devil" means, but in the end he didn't say it.

Qingfan looked at the five neatly arranged coffins behind Mu Yu, and asked suspiciously: "Big brother, what do these five xiāngzǐ do?"

"Five loyal people are sleeping," Kiyu said softly.

Qing Fan touched his head in a puzzled way, and asked, "Big brother, are you saying that Grandpa, the lord, is sleeping here?"

"Hmm."

"When will the city lord grandfather wake up?"

"When demons lose themselves, they may wake up, or they may never wake up."

"Why does the devil lose himself? If the devil loses himself, will we kill him?"

Mu Yu looked at Qing Fan's clear and flawless eyes. For some reason, he looked at Qing Fan's pure gaze, but he didn't produce any irritation.

"I don't know, but if you want to kill the devil, you must know if you are a demon." Kiha said calmly.

"I will be a good person like my brother, not a demon." Qing Fan said seriously.

"We are not necessarily good people, and cultivators are not necessarily good people, understand?" Mu Yu's voice fluctuated.

Qing Fan nodded, seemingly understanding.

Then he thought of something. He took out a pair of thumb-sized porcelain men from his arms, and handed them to Mu Yu and Luo Shang one by one: "Big brother, this is a true porcelain man, you can give it to me Bring good luck. Big brother, you saved us and killed the Demon Jumon. They are our great heroes. These two porcelains will be given to Big Brother and will bring you good luck in the future."

Luo Shang did not pick it up, but said, "I am not a hero."

Mu Ha did not answer either. He was afraid of the word "big hero" because he remembered Mu Hao who is now studying the formation technique in the Zhenzong. At that time, Mu Hao always said that his brother was the "big hero" of the human race. , But now Mu Hao's "great hero" has become the demon who slaughtered Dongsha City.

He can no longer be a great hero.

"Big Brother is a great hero in my heart." Qing Fan said innocently.

Kiha hesitated for a moment, and reached out to take the porcelain man. His fingers touched Qing Fan's hand and suddenly retracted.

He is cold all over, like a piece of ice, Qing Fan's hands are very warm, as warm as Xiaoshuai, but Xiaoshuai will not get frostbite, he is worried that Qingfan will be frostbitten by himself.

"Big brother, why are your hands so cold? Are you sick?" Qing Fan asked worriedly.

Kiha took a deep breath, the coldness on his body gradually disappeared, and the temperature inside his body gradually rose.

"Thank you."

Mu Yu took over the little porcelain man from Qingfan. It was the appearance of a true god. The craftsman of the porcelain pincer was very dexterous, exactly the same as the true **** above the gate.

"What about me? You didn't give me anything?" Xiaoshuai blinked.

"I still have it. My father bought me nine. My father said that the true **** had nine clones before, and they could control nine heavenly swords. They were very powerful, so he bought nine for me." Qingfan He took one out of his arms and handed it to Xiaoshuai.

"This big brother, do you really want it?" Qingfan asked Luo Shang.

Luo Shang was silent for a moment, then reached out and took the porcelain.

"Great! With the protection of the true **** like this, we will all have good luck in the future!" Qing Fan said happily.

Is it protected by the true god?

Mu Yu and Luo Shang looked at the porcelain man in their hands, and a strange feeling emerged in their hearts. Their master was the true **** Qingfan said, but where is the true **** now?

"By the way, big brother, you saved us, I don't even know your names! Are you the immortal masters sent by the great martial arts?" Qing Fan asked again.

The twenty cultivators who were silent all raised their spirits~IndoMTL.com~This is what they want to know. These two people look so young, but they can fight against the Demon Yumon and can send them all out. Which martial sect is it?

Mu Yu and Luo Shang glanced at each other, but did not speak.

But Xiaoshuai interjected with a grin: "The three of us have no school and no school, we are home from all over the world, we are knights and righteousness, punish and punish evil. My name is Da Mao, he is Er Mao, and he is San Mao! "

"Brother Da Mao, you are the youngest, why is it called Da Mao?"

"Let me tell you! Age is not a problem, but I am their big brother, don't look at my youngest, in fact I am the best..."

Xiaoshuai began to talk to Qingfan about the mess. Qingfan listened very seriously, his face was amazed, and his expression was colorful.

This is a sleepless night. Everyone is listening to Xiaoshuai’s spit flying and fervently telling the story of how he defeated the Eumon Demon with Ermao and Sanmao, which dilutes the sorrowful atmosphere and gives this The long tormented night adds a touch of color. (https://)