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When they returned to the village, the villagers quickly surrounded them.
At that moment, they were no longer as benevolent as before. All of them were filled with resentment.
"Why didn't you kill the Demon God? We took out the last of our spirit rice. If you delay any longer, you won't have the ability to kill it!" Huang Chi said with some dissatisfaction.
"Why didn't you tell me that my cultivation level would drop?" asked Zhu Minglang.
"Well …" Huang Chi's expression stiffened as he hurriedly explained, "I'm just afraid that you will lose the courage to kill the Fey God if you learn of this matter. If you kill it and obtain the Fey God Pearl, your cultivation level will improve greatly. As for us, we will not be harassed or persecuted by it. This is something that benefits everyone."
"I know how to defeat it. Its cultivation level is higher than what you said. I can only compete with it in a battle of wits. Do you still have spirit rice? As long as you can ensure that my cultivation level doesn't drop, I will definitely kill it tonight! "said Zhu Minglang.
"We don't even have enough for ourselves." Huang Chi was clearly hesitant.
"Then there's no other way. I can't spend the night here. If you can't provide me with spirit rice, I will have to continue searching for spirit books," said Zhu Minglang.
Old man Huang Chi frowned.
He never expected Zhu Minglang to grasp the important rules of the Dragon Gate in such a short period of time. Not every village would have a God's Chosen. If Zhu Minglang did not help them, they might have to wait even longer. It was hard to say if they would be safe by then.
"Alright, but this is really the last bit we have left. You have to kill it tonight no matter what. It has taken over the land with the richest Spiritual Origin. We can't cultivate it at all," Huang Chi said.
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After filling his stomach, Zhu Minglang felt that his Soul Wanderer Shell had become firmer.
Zhu Minglang did not believe in the last bit of spirit rice. The Emerald Eyed Demon God had also said that they had a grain warehouse and there was quite a lot of it.
Therefore, Zhu Minglang used both the carrot and the stick to reach an agreement.
The villagers would provide him with seven days' worth of spirit rice to ensure that his cultivation would not deteriorate during these seven days. Tonight, he would go and kill the demon god. The Demon God's Pearl would belong to Zhu Minglang, and the spirit forest that the demon god occupied would belong to the villagers.
Night came quickly. After Zhu Minglang had his fill, he once again set off for the Demon God Forest.
On the way, Zhu Minglang tried to feed the spirit rice to Little Bai Qi and found that it could be used as dragon food to fill Little Bai Qi's stomach.
However, the spiritual rice that Zhu Minglang had used to maintain his cultivation for five days was just a meal for Bai Qi.
"Not bad. This way, little Bai Qi can at least come out and fight once. As a six-character dragon, it often challenges those of a higher level. Naturally, it won't be a problem for it to fight those of the same level."
After returning to the forest, the Demon God quickly appeared.
It stared at Zhu Minglang, and its attitude was no longer as gentle as before.
"Have you thought of a way to break the seal?" the green-eyed Demon God asked.
"No, I've finally decided to kill you. You can give me the Demon God's Pearl, and I can spare your life," Zhu Minglang said.
"Hahahaha, spare my life? Have you ever wondered why I'm able to maintain such a high cultivation level? It's because the villagers have reached an agreement with me. They tricked the Chosen One into coming here, and I killed them and took their spirit core. Then, I used their blood to nourish this forest so that they could grow spirit rice. Now that they've discovered that my cultivation level has deteriorated and I'm in a half-dead state, they don't want to continue working with me. They asked you to kill me, and you actually dare to kill me. Pfft, and you still dare to say that you're a kind cultivator. Shameless! "the green-eyed Demon God cursed.
Would a kind cultivator kill another kind cultivator like this?
"So, do you choose to fight me or hand over the Demon God's Pearl?" Zhu Minglang asked.
Why should he make the choice himself?
The initiative was in his hands. He should let them make the choice.
After all, the villagers were not kind people, and the demons were not good demons, either.
"I've had enough of this kind of life. Because of greed, this Demon God ended up in this state. Show me what you're capable of! "The green-eyed Demon God did not say anything else. He charged at Zhu Minglang.
As he lunged, his figure split into thousands of figures. Zhu Minglang felt like he was surrounded by a huge group of Demon Gods. Countless demon claws came at him, trying to tear him into pieces!
"Stegosaurus!"
Zhu Minglang was not afraid in the face of danger. He called out a sword, and the Stegosaurus turned into a red ray of light and soared into the sky.
Above Zhu Minglang, the Sword Spirit Dragon also instantly transformed into thousands of sword rays, forming a rain of swords that filled the sky, nailing down towards the forest!!
The demon shadows were killed by the rain of swords and quickly disappeared.
The area within a ten-mile radius was filled with holes. The forest was cut into pieces. It was a complete mess. At the same time, Zhu Minglang reached out his hand and held the Divine Blood Sword in his palm. The Divine Blood Inscriptions were dazzling, turning into eye-catching sword runes that covered Zhu Minglang's body like divine veins. Meanwhile, the hundreds of sword souls inside the Stegosaurus turned into exquisite armor pieces that covered Zhu Minglang's body!
"What a Swordsman full of nonsense. If you were a kind cultivator, this Demon God would be a vegetarian!" the green-eyed Demon God cursed. He retreated to avoid the rain of swords.
Its pair of unique eyes turned. Then, it raised its claws and slammed them towards the sky.
Soon, green claws came crashing down one after another. Each claw could crush a forest and flatten a mountain!
Zhu Minglang drew a red sword ring. The sword ring spread out in all directions, neutralizing all the claws that came crashing down on him.
He didn't retreat. Instead, he moved forward. Every time a claw landed on him, he would draw a sword ring to repel it.
Soon, Zhu Minglang approached the green-eyed Demon God while defending. Suddenly, terrifying blood bone spikes grew out of the green-eyed Demon God's chest. These spikes bloomed like roses, but they were filled with killing intent. Zhu Minglang still didn't retreat.
Unstoppable!
The Battle Sword Sect had this sword technique. It relied on constantly approaching and attacking the enemy to improve one's sword realm.
To deal with this half-fallen Demon God, one had to be heavy. While it was weak, one had to take its life. Only God knew what kind of strange methods it would use to tangle with him if the battle dragged on!
"You're not retreating??" the green-eyed Demon God asked in surprise.
"When I'm holding my sword, I fear nothing!" Zhu Minglang suddenly drew his sword. The power of the sword was extremely domineering, like a stormy sea. Whether it could slay this demon immortal or not, it could at least completely suppress it in terms of power!!
Those who had nothing to lose were not afraid of those who wore shoes!
When Zhu Minglang held his sword, his entire aura changed. He was fierce and wild, never giving his opponent too many choices. Back then, the Sparrow Wolf God didn't even take a few hits from Zhu Minglang. He was particular about big moves.
Either you die, or you die!
Those lush bone spikes were directly shattered by Zhu Minglang. Broken bones flew everywhere, piercing into Zhu Minglang's body and causing a large splash of blood. However, under such circumstances, Zhu Minglang still moved forward!
Unstoppable, his boldness increased again!
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