My experience in the world of fox demon matchmaker

According to Zhang Zheng's introduction, Suning Yi has mastered the situation of the mask members, and knows that the current time node is at the beginning of the bamboo industry chapter, and the mask people are still investigating the matter of the poisonous master.

After solving the thousand-legged demon king, Suning Yi will still have a chance to meet them.

When watching the anime, Suning Yi felt sorry for the masks, who were obviously the most outstanding generation of the Daomeng, but they died in the end, which was a pity and caused a follow-up tragedy.

Jin Renfeng is arrogant, and he can't get rid of it.

Now that he is here, Suning Yi will not sit idly by, although the mask is wasted and has an advantage in his competition for the alliance leader, but he has the courage to compete, and he doesn't care about competition.

Otherwise, it's too easy, and there's no sense of accomplishment.

In the early morning of the third day, Suning Yi finished practicing his sword in the courtyard as usual, and a "rare guest" came to the gate of the courtyard.

"Ning Yi. Yang Taisu nodded.

"Senior Yang...?" Suning Yi put away the magic sword and looked at Yang Taisu curiously.

Nominally, the two of them are mentors and disciples, but in fact, he didn't learn anything from Yang Taisu, and the liver experience system is close to the body, and in the process of cultivation, he will not encounter bottlenecks at all.

doesn't get along much, but he knows that there is no stain on Yang Tai's amateur character.

Yang Taisu waved his hand, drove away the lively cultivation disciples around him, looked at Su Ningyi, and said: "Ning Yi, Steward Fei said, he is not optimistic about your general attack..."

"Although we will protect our disciples in an emergency, at that time, unless we reach a desperate situation and we can't end it easily, we can't afford to break the rules.

Yang Taisu stared at Suning Yi with a look of worry in her eyes.

Su Ningyi smiled slightly, shook his head and said, "Don't worry, senior sheep, I have a sense of proportion." After

taking a deep look at Suning Yi, Yang Taisu sighed and turned around to leave the yard.

The other cultivators immediately gathered around Suning Yi, curious about what the two had just talked about.

"It's nothing, don't worry about it, get ready, we'll leave in the evening, it's going to be a tough battle. Suning Yi didn't tell him, smiled and waved his hand, asking everyone to get ready.

The disciples scattered obediently and followed Su Ningyi's orders.

The courtyard was empty, and Suning Yi looked over the southern city, and the monks above were patrolling as usual, but he knew that under the calm appearance, there were intense preparations in full swing.

Everyone is preparing, everyone is nervous.

Even "outsiders" like Yang Taisu can feel it and come over to remind him.

In fact, what he said was right, Suning Yi's Great Thousand Sword Array, although it can freeze the poisonous miasma of the Thousand Peerless Mountains, but at most he can only suppress the Evil Cicada Demon King, Qing Fengzi and others suppress the injured Thousand Foot Demon King...

And then what? The other demon kings are not eating dry rice, and they hit the door of the house, who knows how many demon kings will fight to the death.

In that way, a victory is also a pyrrhic victory.

It's just that for the monks of the southern city, even if the price is severe, it is worth it.

Su Ningyi didn't dare to agree, he wouldn't sacrifice other people's lives in vain, his strength might not be enough, but he had foreign aid! After Tu Shan Yaya froze the miasma, he was not without combat effectiveness.

How strong the drunken Tu Shan Yaya is, Suning Yi doesn't know now.

But at least, he can turn over a thousand sword formations!

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. In the evening, when the sun was setting, the sun was blocked by the walls of the southern city, casting a shadow in which more than seven hundred monks stood in line, divided into fourteen teams.

In front of each team, there stood a fifth-order great monk leader.

Suning Yi stood in front of everyone, facing them, he glanced around, and shouted in a firm voice: "Go!"

At the sound of an order, more than 700 magic swords took off into the air and led the monks to the sky!

High in the sky, Zhang Zheng and Wang Quan drunk overlooked the scene below, while communicating with each other.

"This Suning Yi really has two strokes, and he can lead so many people, my eldest brother will definitely not be able to, and he doesn't like these. I heard that Suning Yimeng is the leader of the Dao Alliance, and my eldest brother has an opponent. Wang Quan said with a drunken grin.

Zhang Zheng searched for nearby movements, pulled the corners of his mouth, and said,

"You really don't think it's a big deal to watch the excitement." Although we haven't been together for a long time, I know that Ning Yi's ability will definitely become a competitor to my eldest brother... In this battle, he will definitely win. "

You really trust him, that's the Thousand-Foot Demon King, I don't dare to say that I win one-on-one." Wang Quan snorted drunkly.

Zhang Zheng shook his head, his body was tall, and he suddenly sprinted in the direction of oblique upwards.

"Finally found out about that guy's movements! Chase after hiding for so long, and finally can't help but show

up!" Looking at Zhang Zheng, who threw off himself thousands of kilometers away in the blink of an eye, Wang Quan was drunk and exclaimed, and shouted while speeding up: "Old Five, don't swallow that wind demon alone! Wait for me!"

On the other side, the big monk Fei and the other big monks followed behind the large army of Suning Yi.

They didn't talk about it, and the atmosphere was dull.

Suddenly, the Great Butler Fei at the front stopped, and the other Great Monks also stopped, looking at a cloud in front of him, and the white cloud slowly flowed by, revealing a round figure.

It was a giant panda in a dark green robe, holding a bamboo cane in his hand.

It looked very funny, there was a strand of long purple hair on his head, and the great monks present all showed serious expressions, did not act rashly, and confronted them from a distance.

Because, this panda is the old lady of

the southern country! the top demon king! The old lady swept his eyes at the great butler Fei and the other great monks, and said: "Butler Fei, is it too much? The grievances between the thousand-foot demon king and the southern city, you are too deeply involved..."

The advantage of the southern border city is the result of the disciples who are constantly studying, we don't dare to take the credit, this time, we are only performing our basic duties, and we will not interfere. "

Anyone can say beautiful things, Butler Fei, we haven't seen each other for some years, why don't you reminisce here?"

said with a smile on the old lady's face, a panda face showing a humane feeling.

Butler Fei was still smiling, his round face was really a little similar to Mrs. Gai, he opened his mouth, and was just about to decline the other party's invitation, but was interrupted by Mrs. Gai.

"I forgot to mention that our Majesty is nearby. "Cover the old lady's picture of the poor dagger.

Even if the Southern Poison Emperor is old and frail, he is still a real sixth-order demon emperor, and the great monks present together can't beat the other party.

Butler Fei thought about it, and said helplessly: "Okay, then let's talk about the past." The

faces of the other Great Monks changed for a moment.

If you don't go to the others, if the disciples encounter danger, they will have no protection...