Journey to the West: I am a Jailer in Heaven

An hour later.

Jiang Yueling followed Zi Chongxiao and they lit up the two altars again.

The red blood light shot straight into the sky.

Speaking of which, the work efficiency is frighteningly low. According to this rhythm, it will take at least ten days to light up the remaining altars.

There was no other way, Jiang Yueling had no choice but to be more tired in secret.

In the next period of time, every time he killed a monster, his spells would help him.

All kinds of containment of Warcraft.

It was almost a one-sided massacre.

After clearing out another group of monsters, Zi Chongxiao said to the monks of the Heavenly Demon Race with satisfaction: "Your strength has improved a lot during this period, and it's not in vain that I have been protecting you all the time, very good. Next, let's go to a stronger group of monsters."

"The stronger the strength, the less time we need to kill."

"As long as we continue to maintain this state, within five days, all the altars will be completely lit."

"Set off."

After perfectly bringing himself into the role of instructor, Zi Chongxiao waved his hand and led a group of monks from the Heavenly Demon Race towards a canyon.

Jiang Yueling couldn't help but feel deep contempt in his heart.

Greatly increased strength?

Zeng your sister, without the help of Lao Tzu, how can you go so fast?

If he didn't want to cause trouble, he would give Zi Chongxiao two big mouths.

Let you pretend.

Let you pretend.

……

An altar of the Netherworld Demon Race.

The red blood light shot straight into the sky.

Hundreds of monks were all dressed in black robes, which looked rather mysterious.

One of the leaders was a burly man wearing leather boots, who looked much older than Zi Chongxiao.

On the back was a magic knife exuding a strong evil spirit.

At this moment, a palm-sized bird screamed and swooped down from the sky.

But the strange thing is that none of the Huangquan demon monks present made a move.

The burly man in the lead stretched out his arm, and the black bird immediately landed on the back of his hand, chirping non-stop.

However, the leading burly man seemed to be able to understand what it said, and he couldn't help frowning: "There are still more than a dozen altars left in the Heavenly Demon Clan? How is that possible?"

Hearing such a sentence, all the monks of the Huangquan Demon Race present were shocked, and then looked at each other, their eyes full of surprise and uncertainty.

When Xinniao came to report before, that is, two days ago, they still had more than 40 left. How come there are more than a dozen in a blink of an eye?
Who doesn't work day and night, why are you so good?

Is it because you are the blood of ancestor Styx?
At this moment, the bird continued to chirp.

After listening, the burly man's face became very gloomy, "You said they have been challenging the Demon King-level monster group?"

"Zi Chongxiao has a baby in his hand?"

"Twitter."

The bird nodded again and again.

A strong evil spirit appeared between the brows of the burly man.

"Shameless."

A cultivator from the Demon Clan in Huangquan couldn't help cursing secretly when he heard it.

Others were also very angry.

"Yes."

"When I came in before, I said that I was not allowed to bring in special treasures. The Sky Demons are breaking the rules."

"You Tian, ​​we have to go to Zi Chongxiao for an explanation, otherwise, they have to stop killing monsters."

"Yes, ask them for an explanation."

The Huangquan demon monks became more and more excited.

They have been exhausted for the past few days, but you, a monk of the Heavenly Demon Race, killed the monster while lying down, why?
You Tian was also extremely angry in his heart. After releasing the birds, he turned around and said to a group of Huangquan Demon Clan monks: "Let's go find him."

"Leave a few people to patrol the altar to prevent it from being destroyed by a single monster. Others, follow me."

……

Outside a valley.

On the side of the altar.

Zi Chongxiao sent all the spoils this time to the side of the altar with densely packed runes.

soon.

It seems that the altar has sensed something.

A red bloody light appeared, absorbing thousands of monsters.

next moment.

hum!
Another altar was lit up.

Blood rushed into the sky.

Jiang Yueling couldn't help but sigh in his heart, there are still ten altars, and he has been exhausted for the past two days, that is to say, he can restore his mana at any time with the map of mountains and rivers on his body, otherwise, without the aura of heaven and earth, his mana would have been exhausted long ago .

There is no way, the body-holding techniques are all at the level of true immortals, thousands of heads at a time, and they are gifted with supernatural powers, without any supplement of heaven and earth spiritual energy, no god can handle it like this.

After a few uses, not a single drop is gone.

Of course, the results are also remarkable, except for a little more experience points and some tasteless system praises, that is, you can get the token to enter the inheritance trial land immediately.

This can be regarded as pain and happiness.

As for Zi Chongxiao...

This kid's current confidence has been swollen to the limit because of the bottles made of his fine hair.

Even the Demon Queen's period dared to challenge.

If it wasn't for Jiang Yueling's help from behind with his innate magical powers, he would have already become Lao Ba's dinner.

Jiang Yueling couldn't help mourning for him in advance for a while.

Boy, you might be about to get a taste of society's evils.

This is also a lesson for you.

Don't be too arrogant.

I hope you can remember it in your next life.

"Okay, let's go to the next location."

Zi Chongxiao said to the group of Heavenly Demon monks contentedly: "We will go all out and light up all the remaining ten altars."

"Wan Sheng."

"Wan Sheng."

"Wan Sheng."

Zi Chongxiao laughed.

Zi Lanxin also let out a sigh of relief, thinking of the place of trial, she was also a little excited.

They are not the best geniuses of the Sky Demon Clan.

Therefore, all the things obtained here must be handed over to the clan.

Strictly speaking, they are just porters in the land of inheritance.

But the advantage is not without it, that is, they have the right to be rewarded by the elders.

Zi Lanxin herself is also a descendant of an elder.

Naturally, her reward will not be missed.

She felt that it was possible for her to use this opportunity to break through to the later stage of the Demon King.

"let's go."

Zi Chongxiao waved his hand and was about to take the Heavenly Demon monks away.

But right now.

"Go? Where do you want to go?"

A somewhat malicious voice came over.

Jiang Yueling paused, and looked strangely at the dense fog not far away.

Faintly, hundreds of figures walked towards here from over there.

"Who?"

Zi Chongxiao's expression changed, and he slashed towards the opposite side with a single blow.

The tyrannical magic power turned into a crescent-like saber energy, and ruthlessly killed the opponent.

"presumptuous."

In the dense fog, the leader shouted coldly, and also slashed out.

boom!
A loud bang.

The fluctuation of magic power exploded.

The dense fog nearby was dispelled instantly.

The figures of Youtian and other Netherworld Demons immediately appeared in the field of vision of all the Heavenly Demon monks.

Zi Chongxiao couldn't help frowning, "Why are you?"