Surprise! The little sister who is loved by the group is actually the strongest in Kyushu!

Demon Island.

The Demon King came back from outside, holding a plate in his hand, and saw the Demon King sitting there feeling sad.

"Okay, the horns are gone, so go find a demon bull with good-looking horns, pluck a pair and put them on your head, isn't that enough?"

"Come here, I made you steamed human brain, large intestine wrapped in honey, and human liver sashimi, all light and good for your injury."

The Demon King put the plate on the table.

The Demon King heard the sadness on his face and walked over quickly.

The Demon King opened the lid.

The Demon King saw a lot of delicious food, and the fragrance went into his stomach through his big nostrils. He almost drooled, and sat down quickly, using his iron-like nails to pick a piece of human liver sashimi.

"Well, it's really soft and delicious."

The Demon King saw a wooden sign on the side, which flashed the task information assigned to Mokley, and he couldn't help frowning.

"At this critical moment, you still sent Mokri to kill that human child? Haven't you seen how powerful that child is?"

"So what? Mokri's cultivation is equivalent to half of my clone, so he should be able to beat him." The Demon King stabbed another piece of human liver and put it into his mouth.

"What if you can't beat him? Wouldn't you lose a middle-stage Hedao?"

"If it succeeds, everyone will be happy. If it doesn't succeed... hum... He has long wanted to take my position as the Demon King, and he deserves to die!"

The Demon King picked up the human brain and poured it into his mouth. With a slurp, he ate it with a "crunch crunch" sound as if to vent his anger.

The Demon King sniffed, so that's what happened, no wonder.

This Demon King is really cruel.

He actually used this method to kill two birds with one stone.

Hiss.

Crack in the void.

Seeing Qing Jiujiu standing still calmly, Mokri lost his composure.

It seems that the human cultivators have really lost their morals and have completely disregarded friendship. Threats are completely useless.

What should I do now?

If I start counting and this little human kid doesn't commit suicide, I will lose face.

Never mind! What you say must be counted. Count first.

Mokley thought so and started counting.

"One!"

"Two!"

Qing Jiujiu raised her hand slightly, but did not pull out the rattle. Instead, she condensed the spiritual energy on her fingertips and turned it into a small sword.

Now she can condense the sword intent at will, making it bigger or smaller.

She raised her hand and raised the small sword backwards.

It really looks like she is going to "commit suicide".

Bai Qingyao shook her head vigorously.

No, Qing Jiujiu must not be caught.

As a princess, she has the responsibility to protect the world, but now she needs others to save her. This is really too shameful!

Bai Qingyao struggled hard, and her bound hands were rubbed by the rope made of beef tendons and dripped blood.

Mokley smiled triumphantly and counted faster.

"Seven!"

"Eight!"

"Nine!"

Bai Qingyao gritted her teeth and used all her strength to break the beef tendons directly. She spun in the air and pinched the broken beef tendons to tighten Mokley's neck.

The small sword in Qing Jiujiu's hand also flew out, and with a "swish", it pierced Mokley's head.

The two people's movements were almost the same.

Mokley didn't even have time to react, and the "ten" was still stuck in his throat. He really saw that the small sword condensed by the sword intent was about to pierce his head.

Fuck!

These two human monks have no martial ethics!

Sure enough, humans have not only lost their morals, but also become insidious and cunning, not as "upright" as they were hundreds of years ago.

He bit his back teeth, his arm suddenly became longer, turned half a circle, pulled Bai Qingyao's clothes, and held her high in front of him.

Bai Qingyao took a breath and closed her eyes in fear.

Qing Jiujiu frowned, raised her palm, and the "sword" stopped in mid-air.

Bai Qingyao breathed a sigh of relief, and her eyes suddenly narrowed. She condensed a lightning whip in her palm, swung it back, and wrapped it around Mokri's neck with force.

Seeing this, Qing Jiujiu waved her palm, and the "sword" flew towards Mokri's neck again.

Mokri sucked in air, and his demon body suddenly dispersed, turning into a ball of demonic energy and disappearing on the spot.

Bai Qingyao's whip and Qing Jiujiu's sword both flew into the air.

The two frowned.

"Come here!"

Qing Jiujiu whispered to Bai Qingyao, not allowing any comments.

Bai Qingyao, who always acted high and mighty and never obeyed orders, was as obedient as a kitten. She jumped up, her yellow skirt fluttering, and flew to Qing Jiujiu's side.

The two stood together, and Qing Jiujiu took a look at her wrist.

Although it was covered by the yellow sleeves, a bloody mess could still be seen.

Qing Jiujiu frowned.

What a troublesome woman, just like her brother, she should just be tied up and wait to be rescued. Why did she struggle?Take off?

She raised her small fleshy hand and waved it again and again, and whispered like a domineering little president: "Infinite blood recovery".

A halo rose from the ground under Bai Qingyao's feet, covering her whole body, and the wound on her wrist was quickly repaired at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Bai Qingyao raised her wrist and was surprised.

The little beggar actually has such magical power?

However, now is not the time to think about these.

The two continued to look around vigilantly.

The reason why demons are called demons is because they are different from the "human and demon" bodies. The reasons for their formation are strange. Some are transformed by the resentment of people after death, and some are transformed by the resentment of demons after death.

Therefore, when they encounter danger, they can choose to disperse their demon bodies and hide.

The void crack is pitch black, which is more suitable for them to hide.

Bai Qingyao's cultivation was weakened ten times in this void crack, and the lightning on the lightning whip in her hand was less than one-tenth of the usual.

She glanced at Qing Jiujiu, and estimated that Qing Jiujiu's cultivation would be weakened tenfold, right?

In this way, with the strength of the two of them, they would definitely not be able to deal with this demon.

Bai Qingyao pursed her lips.

No, I can't let the little beggar get involved.

She lowered her voice and said to Qing Jiujiu beside her.

"This is a void crack. The so-called void crack is actually the gap between the barriers of the two continents. To enter from the barrier, you need to make a hole in the barrier. To enter the barrier from the gap, you also need to make a hole in the barrier. With my strength, I can't open it, but you can definitely do it."

"Wait a minute, I'll hold this demon first, you take the opportunity to open the hole, and then we'll escape together."

Qing Jiujiu agreed with what was said before, but this last sentence...

"Why do you want to escape?" Qing Jiujiu asked.

Bai Qingyao lowered her voice again: "This demon clan is so powerful that even if we put our two together, we won't be able to deal with it. We have to find someone from the Secret Pavilion to help!"

Mokley, who was hiding in the dark, was immediately annoyed when he saw the two people talking nonsense.

A little boy and a little girl actually started chatting.