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When they returned to the village, the villagers quickly surrounded them.

At this time, they were no longer so kind-hearted, each with a little resentment.

"Why didn't you kill that demon god? We took out the only remaining spiritual rice. If you delay it, you will not be able to kill it!" Old man Huang Chi said with some dissatisfaction.

"Why don't you tell me that your cultivation will decline?" Zhu Minglang asked.

"This..." Old Man Huang Chi's expression stiffened a little, and then hurriedly explained, "Aren't I afraid that you will lose the courage to kill the demon god? If you kill it, you will get the demon god bead, and your cultivation will be greatly improved, and we can avoid being invaded and persecuted by it. This is a benefit to everyone."

"I will pass it. Its cultivation is higher than you said. I can only compete with it. You still have spiritual rice. As long as you can guarantee that my cultivation will not decline, I will definitely kill it tonight!" Zhu Minglang said.

"We don't have enough food to eat ourselves." Old man Huang Chi obviously hesitated.

"There is nothing to do. I can't stay here again. If you can't provide me with spiritual rice, I have to continue to look for spiritual books." Zhu Minglang said.

Old man Huang Chi frowned.

He did not expect that Zhu Minglang would master the important rules of the dragon gate in such a short time. Not every village would have a God-selected person passing by. If Zhu Minglang did not help them, they might have to wait longer. It is hard to say whether they were safe or not at that time.

"Okay, but this is really the last little we have left. You will kill it tonight no matter what. It has occupied the most abundant land of spiritual sources and we cannot cultivate it at all." Old man Huang Chi said.

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After eating his stomach, Zhu Minglang felt that his body was a little more prosperous.

Zhu Minglang doesn’t believe the remaining spiritual rice, and the Cuitong Demon God also said that they have rice warehouses and there are still a lot of them.

So Zhu Minglang used both soft and hard work and finally reached an agreement.

The villagers provide themselves with seven days of spiritual rice to ensure that their cultivation level does not decline in seven days. They will kill the demon god tonight. The demon god pearl belongs to Zhu Minglang, and the spiritual forest occupied by the demon god belongs to the villagers.

The night came very quickly. After Zhu Minglang was full, he set out again to the Demon God Forest.

On the way, Zhu Minglang tried to feed these spiritual rice to Xiaobai, and found that they could serve as dragon grain to fill the belly of Xiaobai, the dragon god.

However, Zhu Minglang's spiritual rice that had maintained his cultivation for five days was just a blow from Bai Qi.

"It's not bad. This will allow Xiaobai to come out to fight at least once. As a six-character dragon, it often challenges beyond the level, so its fellow practitioners are naturally nothing."

When he returned to the forest, the demon god appeared soon.

It stared at Zhu Minglang, and its attitude was no longer as gentle as before.

"Did you think of a way to lift the seal?" asked the Cuitong Demon God.

"No, I finally decided to kill you. You can give me the Demon God Pearl and I can spare your life." Zhu Minglang said.

"Hahahaha, spare my life. Have you ever wondered why I could maintain such a high level of cultivation? Wasn't it the villagers who reached an agreement with me that they deceived the chosen people from God to come over, I killed them, seized the spiritual foundation, and then used their blood to nourish this forest soil so that they could plant spiritual rice. Now they found that my cultivation level was declining and I was in a half-death state. I didn't want to continue working with me, and I asked you to kill me, but you really dared to kill me. I bah, and I told me what kind of cultivation you are, shameless!" The demon god of Cuitong cursed.

Is there such a bad person who is so rude to me?

"So you choose to fight with me or hand over the Demon God Pearl?" Zhu Minglang said.

Why make your own choice?

The initiative is in your own hands, so they should make choices.

Anyway, the people are not good people, and monsters are not good monsters.

"I have had enough of this kind of life. I just got greed and ended up like this demon god. Let me see what you have!" The demon god Cuitong stopped talking and rushed towards Zhu Minglang.

As it flew, its figure suddenly turned into thousands of rays. Zhu Minglang only felt that he was surrounded by a large group of demon gods. The dense demon claws attacked and wanted to tear himself into pieces!

"Sword Spirit Dragon!"

Zhu Minglang was not afraid of danger. With a sound of sword, he saw the sword spirit dragon turning into a red light and suddenly emerged into the air.

Above Zhu Minglang, the sword spirit dragon also instantly turned into thousands of sword lights, forming a sword rain all over the sky, nailing it to the ground in the forest!!

Those demon shadows were killed by the Rain Sword and disappeared quickly.

The radius of ten miles was full of holes, and the forest was broken, and it was messy. At the same time, Zhu Minglang stretched out a hand and held the divine blood sword that landed on the palm of his hand. The jade blood inscription pattern was brilliant and dazzling, turning into a series of dazzling and gorgeous sword patterns, spreading across Zhu Minglang's body like a divine vein. The hundreds of sword souls in the sword spirit dragon sword turned into exquisite and luxurious armor pieces, covering Zhu Minglang's whole body!

"What a sword cultivator who talks nonsense. If you are good at practicing, this demon god will be a vegetarian!" The demon god Cuitong cursed, and it retreated to avoid the sword rain.

Its unique eyes turned, and then it raised its claws and slapped towards the sky.

Soon, one emerald green claw mark after another fell down, and one claw could crush a forest and flatten a mountain!

Zhu Minglang drew a red sword ring, which swung open all around, resolving all claw marks falling towards him.

He did not retreat, but went straight forward. Every time the claw print hit him, he drew a ring sword and shook it open.

Soon, Zhu Minglang approached the Cuitong Demon God while defending. Suddenly, terrible blood and bone spurs grew out of the Cuitong Demon God's chest. These chest spurs bloomed like roses, but were full of murderous intent. Zhu Minglang still did not retreat.

The way forward is unpredictable!

The sword sect has this sword technique, which can improve its sword realm by constantly approaching and attacking the enemy.

To deal with this half-meteoric god, it is necessary to take advantage of its illness and kill it. God knows that if he continues to fight with it, he will have any strange means to entangle with it!

"Don't you retreat?" The demon god Cuitong said in surprise.

"When I hold the sword, I am not afraid of everything!" Zhu Minglang suddenly drew his sword, with his extremely domineering sword power, like a storm. Not to mention whether he could cut this demon god, but at least he completely overwhelmed it in terms of momentum!!

I’m not afraid of wearing shoes barefoot!

When Zhu Minglang held the sword, his entire aura changed, sharp and wild, and he never gave his opponent too many choices. At that time, the God of Sparrow and Wolf was not defeated by Zhu Minglang's sword, and the focus was on opening and closing.

Either you die, or you die!

Those lush bone spurs were directly shattered by Zhu Minglang, and the broken bones splattered into Zhu Minglang's body, which also brought a large piece of blood. But in this case, Zhu Minglang still moved forward!
Chapter completed!