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Chapter 1865 Battle of the Demon Realm Bai Guoer

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    There are still a few months before the official opening, but Jiuxian Mountain has already gathered countless monks and demon cultivators from the Three Realms and the Seven Demons.

    Although they have not yet been able to enter the Jiuxian Mountain, more than a dozen spontaneous large and small cities have already formed near the mountain range.

    Countless mid-level and high-level monks appeared in these markets, and some rare materials and elixir also appeared frequently in these places, and they were traded very enthusiastically.

    The scenes of transvestites in other places do not exist in these cities.

    Even if the number of monster races entering these square cities is still much rarer than that of human races.  But almost every monster clan that dared to appear was a high-level monster that could transform most of its body into shape.

    Therefore, in terms of real strength, the monster races in these squares are no different from the human races, and the two races can get along with each other in peace, and it will not be easy for one family to bully the other.

    Of course, this is probably the case.

    These square markets are not the official venues for the Wanbao Conference, but only temporary places, so there is naturally no strict order.

    Even if there are some guards sent by Jiuxian Mountain to patrol these squares and cities, it can only maintain a superficial stability.

    Bullying the weak with guns, and forcibly buying and selling the same amount naturally happen in hidden places from time to time.

    This day, in a barren mountain far away from Jiuxian Mountain, this kind of situation is happening.

    A middle-aged monk who described as skinny, and a girl who was only eleven or twelve years old, were being surrounded by three murderous men in black from three sides.

    The middle-aged monk is only in the middle stage of foundation establishment, and the girl is only in the third or fourth layer of the Qi refining stage.  But the group of people surrounding them all had cultivation bases in the late stage of Foundation Establishment, and all of them had a fierce look on their faces.

    "Bai Huaji, it's better to hand over the thousand-year-old blood ginseng on your body. If you are sensible, our three brothers will not only let you father and daughter go, but also pay you some spirit stones. Otherwise, don't blame Shi for being ruthless  Already." Among the three men in black, the man who seemed to be the oldest, said somberly.

    "Shi Lun, Mr. Bai doesn't know anyone. You tricked me into this place, so I think I'm unlucky. But if you want blood ginseng, you must let the little girl leave this place first. Otherwise, I would rather destroy the blood ginseng.  I'll leave it to you." The skinny middle-aged man looked haggard, but he wasn't too flustered, flipped one hand over, and suddenly took out a brocade box from his sleeve, and pressed it on the box with the other hand flashing with aura.  Said angrily.

    Seeing this, the expressions of the three men in black couldn't help changing slightly.

    "No, no one can leave until you hand over the blood ginseng." Another big man in black refused without thinking.

    "Hmph, how does Bai know that after the three of you get the blood ginseng, you will suddenly kill my father and daughter. Don't say anything about swearing poisonous curses to me. I don't agree with the promise of the three of you."  I will believe it in the slightest." The middle-aged monk said coldly, with a resolute look on his face.

    "Then don't think about"

    "Okay, Shi promises you!"

    The black-clothed friar who refused wanted to say some more threatening words, but was interrupted by the gloomy face of friar Shi Lun, and he agreed.

    "Brother Shi, you"

    "Why, you don't want to listen to Shi." Shi Lun glanced at the other two, his gaze was extremely cold.

    "No, how dare we do that, just follow what Brother Shi said, and let this little girl go!" The other two black-clothed monks looked at each other, looking very afraid of Shi Lun, so they had no choice but to agree.

    Seeing this situation, the middle-aged monk was overjoyed.

    "You heard what the three of us said, you can let this little girl go. But if you go back on your word later or do something wrong, you should be very clear about what will happen to you!" Shi Lun threatened the middle-aged monk again.  speak.

    "Don't worry. Bai is only concerned about the safety of the little girl. As long as the little girl is safe, a blood ginseng is nothing." The middle-aged monk said with a relaxed face.

    "No, father, Guo'er, don't leave alone!" The girl was white and tender, just like the fairy boy in the painting, but at this moment she grabbed the middle-aged monk's skirt with one hand and shook her head repeatedly.

    "Silly girl. Only after you leave can you go to Fangshi to find your grandma. Only then can you come back and save your father" The middle-aged monk's complexion changed, his lips moved a few times, and he quickly transmitted a few words to the girl.

    The girl was startled for a moment, then nodded desperately.

    "Okay, let's go now. If you don't leave, Shi will change his mind." Shi Lun seemed a little impatient, and said viciously.

    When the girl heard this, she was taken aback. Although she was young, she immediately knew what was going on.Brother Lu Lun was also very sturdy. With a flick of his wrist, he slammed the iron puppet onto the nearby ground, and at the same time shouted angrily:

    "Who plotted against me, get out with me!"

    As soon as Fang finished speaking, he suddenly flipped his palm, and a stack of black French flags emerged in his hand.

    On the other hand, the middle-aged monk had a dazed look on his face.

    At this time, the other two black-clothed monks suddenly realized, and one showed a pair of silver daggers, and the other sacrificed a black strange shield full of barbs, and at the same time released their spiritual thoughts, sweeping away in all directions.

    "Young Master, I can't stand it anymore. I'm afraid this fight will definitely be fought." A cold voice suddenly came from behind a nearby big tree.

    The three of Shi Lun changed their words when they heard the words, and looked over there while being extremely vigilant.

    "Hmph, you don't need to say it. I, Mr. Hai, don't see this kind of thing the most. Robbery is robbery, and I plan to attack women and children. I must beat the three of them to make their faces bloom. However, the two of us seem to be  You may not be able to beat these three guys." Another angrily male voice also sounded from behind the big tree, but he looked worried.

    "Haha, what are you afraid of! Isn't there Brother Han! Three against three, even if you can't fight, there is absolutely no danger!" The first voice suddenly changed from cold to laughing.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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