Don't mess with the little apprentice sister! She is greedy and immoral

The woman was scared, finally scared.

How could she have imagined that Ning Po, who looked like a young man with a childish innocence and came from an immortal sect, acted more like a demon than them.

Things that have no use value can be thrown away at will.

"I'm telling you, please stop this wind blade!" the woman begged quickly.

Unfortunately, Ning Po did not respond to this.

The storm in the pot still showed no sign of stopping.

The woman even suspected that if she spoke a little slower, she would be completely swept away by the storm.

So she quickly said, "You found the right place, but you didn't find the entrance. The altar can only be seen from a specific entrance."

"But the entrance requires people with a mark from the gods or people from the demon tribe to enter, so you can't enter."

The mark of the gods... the mark of sacrifice?

Everyone else has a mark, but he doesn't, why?

This time, in just a moment, Ning Po guessed the answer to the question: because the way he entered the demon clan was different from that of others.

He was brought in inside a chess piece, so naturally there was no mark on him.

"No, I've said everything I can say. Can you please stop this storm?"

"Fuck, please, please! Stop it!"

"Crazy, you crazy!"

"Ahhhh, you don't have a mark and you're not a demon so you can't get in. What does this have to do with me? You #￥%...&"

Because Ning Po's storm had not stopped, the woman's soul, which was cut by the wind blade like dough, soon remained less than one fifth.

She was really crazy, and she didn't even know what she was shouting at the end.

Ning Po, on the other hand, suddenly remembered something.

When he opened his palm again, there was half an extra demon pill.

These were the things that were obtained from blackmailing the Lantern Demon Clan.

Ning Po's expression was more serious than ever before. He didn't even struggle or waver, and directly swallowed the half of the demon pill.

"Ahhhhhhh, you really are a lunatic!"

Can the demon pill be eaten casually? Aren't you afraid that the demonic energy and spiritual energy will collide in your body and cause your body to explode and die!

If you really want to eat it, you should at least refine it and make it into pills to take!

Damn it, damn it, damn it, is there no normal person in Poyun Sect?

"Noisy."

The storm intensified.

The woman wisely shut her mouth.

This time, the storm finally stopped.

The woman held onto the less than one-fifth of her soul that remained and cried silently in the stinking soup pot.

She couldn't even burst into tears, for fear that Ning Po would find her crying annoying and kill her.

Woohoo, who exactly is this god of death?

She has never suffered such a loss in hundreds of years.

Ning Po ignored the demon woman in the jar. The moment he took the demon pill, he felt that everything around him was different from before.

He could vaguely hear the noise, but it was not clear.

There seemed to be a figure walking in front of me, but it soon disappeared.

Is it because the demon pill is incomplete?

Ning Po narrowed his eyes slightly and focused a little more.

He even took the initiative to suppress his spiritual power to the limit, allowing the demonic energy in his body to take the dominant position.

Honestly, this is a very dangerous behavior.

Because once the initiative is given up, it may be extremely difficult to get it back.

Not to mention, how could the human race possibly adapt to the erosion of evil spirits?

This feeling is like pouring boiling hot water into a cup made of ice.

If you are not careful, the whole cup will melt.

And one's own spiritual power is the ice cube in this ice cup, which delays the ice cup from being melted by boiling water.

What Ning Po is doing now is equivalent to taking the ice cubes out of the ice cup.

No one can tell when the ice cup will be melted by boiling water and a big hole will appear.

But Ning Po didn't care about it. Instead, he turned his attention back to the surrounding environment.

Sure enough, when his spiritual power was suppressed and the demonic power filled his body to a greater extent, everything around him changed again in his eyes.

This time, it was no longer a blurry image or sound, everything gradually became clear.

The place that was empty just now was now crowded with all kinds of monsters.

Ning Po had never seen the appearance of many monsters during the Immortal Sect Competition.

There are also monsters who cannot transform into complete human forms, and still have animal ears, tails, or a pair of pupils that are obviously not human.

Further behind the team, there were even monsters walking in their original forms.

Obviously, they are the lower-level existence of the demon race, or in other words, they are the more ordinary existence, and they are also the most important component of the demon race at present.

They are all moving in one direction.

As they walked, the more familiar monsters were still communicating in low voices.

"Why did the chief call us over so late at night?"

"Well, how can we find out this?"

"I have a relative who works for the clan leader. He actually told me something in private."

"What did you reveal? Don't keep me in suspense."

The demon deliberately paused for a long time, causing the people around him to shout anxiously, and then he slowly replied:

"He said that the chief is going to take us to seek revenge tonight."

"Revenge? But weren't the Sky Demons driven back to the outer realm? I'm afraid they don't exist in the world anymore, right?"

"Who said we only have that one enemy?"

After being reminded like this, many people subconsciously fell silent for a moment.

Someone said bitterly: "Did someone really want to kill us on purpose during that sudden epidemic?"

"Not only that, I witnessed what happened back then. At that time, the Immortal Sect blocked our demon tribe's territory and did not allow us to leave or ask for help. They also did not allow other Immortal Sects to come to help us. Even if they were not the ones who caused the epidemic, they are still one of the murderers who killed our compatriots!"

"I heard that the clan is holding a fairy gate competition recently. Do you think... the clan leader wants to take this opportunity to wipe out all the fairy gates in one fell swoop?"

"real or fake?"

"Won't you find out when you get there?"

"But didn't a sect help us back then? I remember it was called the Poyun Sect. I heard it was the sect where Xizhi Xianjun was from. Will they be okay?"

"Ah, I remember that the medicine that suppressed the epidemic was made by Elder Mu!"

Many demons who were fortunate enough to survive the epidemic recalled what happened at that time with deep emotion.

"Never mind, let's talk about it when we get there first."

"That's right. No matter what the clan leader wants to do, it's not up to us to make a comment."

Ning Po didn't get much useful information from what he heard.

"Hey you!"

Unexpectedly, at this moment, a demon suddenly shouted at Ning Po.