Chapter 122 The Demon Festival begins, and all the undercovers are about to die! (2300 words)

Author: Yunzhong Palace

Chapter 122 The Demon Festival begins, and all the undercovers are about to die! (2300 words)

The next day.

Chen time.

Hundreds and thousands of magic cultivators gathered on the huge bluestone square.

It was like demonic energy soaring into the sky and demons dancing around.

Every magic cultivator had an excitement on his face.

Gathered together to discuss enthusiastically.

"The Demon Sacrifice has finally begun~"

"I've been waiting for this day for a hundred years!"

"How many souls have you prepared this time? I only have more than three thousand..."

"More than three thousand? What kind of Demon Festival do you come to participate in at such a small amount? Those who don't know think that Demon can't afford it!"

"Oh, it's almost the same. I didn't prepare much. I can make do with it. I just casually created five thousand living souls!"

【bite!】

[Someone bragging was detected, congratulations to the host for obtaining mana +66.]

...

"You guys are just rolled up, unlike me, who have long been lying flat! I didn't want to fight anymore, and I didn't prepare a soul, but in the end... a rich witch girl I just met in Qianliangtian, gave me more than eight thousand souls... and said that I would not kneel down if I didn't accept her! I had no choice..."

【bite!】

[Someone bragging was detected, congratulations to the host for obtaining mana +188.]

...

"Haha, these things that cannot be reached, thousands of living souls are just blowing around!"

The most core position of the demon group.

An empty atmosphere was created around several elders.

No one dared to get close to disturb them.

The Great Elder said: "After all, they are all young people, and they have never seen the world very much, so it is inevitable!"

The third elder said: "Boss, how much have you prepared this time?"

The elder said, "I? I didn't actually prepare it. I just saved some past savings, about 400,000 or 500,000 or 500,000 or more!"

【bite!】

[Someone bragging was detected, congratulations to the host for obtaining mana +300.]

The second elder: "It's the boss. I only have so much savings. Unlike us, I have to work hard. In order to earn the 500,000 or 600,000 broken souls, I was almost exhausted during this period, and I even vomited even if I kill people... I can't be envious!"

Great Elder: "…"

【bite!】

[Someone bragging was detected, congratulations to the host for obtaining mana +288.]

...

In the crowd.

Wang Xiu stood there silently, listening to the prompt sounds constantly coming out in the system.

I truly feel that there is power that means more people.

When leaving the Three Pure Immortal Gate.

Wang Xiu is already at the peak of the fourth level of the Killing Realm.

After experiencing a series of things such as Fengqi Tower and Wuji City.

With the blessing of a lot of bragging power.

He had already broken through to the peak of the fifth level of heaven.

Now.

It's even more soaring again,

Break through the sixth level of the Killing Dan in one fell swoop.

And it is constantly improving.

In a short while, it was not far from the seventh level of the Killing Pill.

This feeling.

It's simply awesome!

...

pity.

After a while.

The evil clouds are densely covered in the sky, gathering in one place, gathering into the figure of the evil king.

He was condescending.

A faint gaze fell.

The originally noisy scene suddenly became silent.

Almost everyone's breathing became rapid.

No one has the heart to continue bragging.

"The time is here!"

"Get up!"

The majestic and hoarse voice of the evil king in Yinxie rang out.

On the ground.

Countless dense array patterns suddenly appeared.

The magic light lit up.

It constantly intertwined in the air and gathered into a huge formation.

Cover everyone in it.

The next moment.

I just feel the sky is spinning.

The surrounding scenes are twisting rapidly.

It's like escaping into the void.

This is a large long-distance space teleportation array.

It can span tens of thousands of miles in an instant.

A place where the Demon Festival is held.

Not in the branch of the Ghost King Sect.

...

soon.

The surrounding scene stabilized.

This is a strange primitive jungle.

The trees are vast.

Even the sky was covered.

It looks very gloomy.

Twelve huge bronze pillars erected around the teleportation formation.

There are dense magic patterns engraved on it.

It seems to contain an indescribable and strange aura.

If you look at it, you will feel like you will sink into it.

"What's wrong here!"

Wang Xiu frowned slightly.
To be continued...