Meng Jingzhe had no idea about the covet hidden in the dark. At this time, he and the Dragon Sword were heading in the direction pointed by the little dwarf demon clan.

"This demon clan is quite kind," Dragon Yinjian said.

It remembered the first day that Meng Jingzhe and he came to the demon world. Those demons basically chased and killed Meng Jingzhe when they saw him. It was rare to meet a person who knew everything like the little dwarf demon.

After hearing this, Meng Jingzhe paused slightly and said: "You have lived for tens of thousands of years, but your thoughts are still so sweet. When the army talks to the rabbit, does the rabbit still dare to be unkind?"

[Yin and Yang value from Dragon Roar: +5]

Dragon Yinjian snorted heavily, but in his heart he disliked the demon clan for not having any backbone, and he obeyed after being threatened like this by Meng Jingzhe.

Meng Jingzhe continued to move forward in the direction pointed by the little dwarf. In order to reach Fengqi City as soon as possible, Meng Jingzhe took out the aircraft and moved forward at full speed.

I don’t know how long we have been advancing, but we still haven’t seen any trace of Feng Qicheng.

"Boss, the brothers have packed up."

After hearing what his subordinates said, Haoxue still stood in front of "The Night Journey of One Hundred Demons", holding his chin up and staring intently.

"Boss?" his subordinate reminded him again.

Hao Xue waved his hand impatiently, and then continued to stare at the picture.

The man thought for a while and then said: "Although this painting is beautiful, don't forget to find us when you go."

Haoxue nodded.

The subordinate was still worried and said: "Don't forget it."

Haoxue became impatient and said: "I just forgot once, didn't you die too?"

The subordinate's lips moved, thinking that he had narrowly escaped death and that the other brothers would never come back, and he felt more and more that the future of following this boss was worrying.

When Haoxue saw him like this, she knew that she had to bring up the old matter again. She had no choice but to put the painting away and said, "Let's go together."

The men cheered.

Meng Jingzhe didn't know how far he flew, and finally stopped.

This straight road seemed to have no end. He could not see any pedestrians passing by, nor could he see any trace of Feng Qicheng.

"There's something wrong with this place." Meng Jingzhe said.

The Dragon Song Sword flew out, shook it left and right, and said, "Isn't it just an ordinary demon world terrain?"

Not far from Meng Jingzhe, a group of demons were hiding in the dark.

"Why doesn't he leave?"

"Keep going, what's going on with this guy?"

A group of people were chattering quietly, even wanting to jump out and push Meng Jingzhe into the trap.

"His sword can fly on its own! It must be an aircraft!"

"Why does it feel like this man is talking to the sword? Isn't he crazy?" Another demon raised a different question.

"How can a sword talk? A sword that can talk must be some kind of fairy." A demon said.

Haoxue was standing aside, still staring at the painting in his hand. When he heard this, he folded the fan in his hand and hit the talking demon directly on the head.

"A sword that can talk has already given birth to a sword spirit. The legendary sword Dragon Roar has a weapon spirit." Hao Xuesha was serious about educating his younger brothers about the science, his face full of yearning for the divine sword.

"Boss, is this the Divine Sword Dragon Roar?" A younger brother asked. Although he had never heard the name of the Dragon Roar Sword before, it did not prevent him from being surprised by it.

Haoxue shook his head and said: "I don’t know how long the divine sword Longyin has been lost. Besides, it is a treasure of the world of immortality. How could it end up with us?"

As Hao Xue spoke, he glanced at Meng Jingzhe. When he saw the rusty sword in his hand, he chuckled and said, "How can the Divine Sword Dragon's Roar be such a virtue?"

Amidst the mutterings of several people, Meng Jingzhe finally moved, but towards the place where several people were hiding.

The shield above everyone's heads was suddenly lifted open. Meng Jingzhe looked at them condescendingly and asked with a smile: "Everyone, who are you waiting for here?"

After seeing the familiar little dwarf demon, Meng Jingzhe smiled even more happily and said, "We are still familiar."

Hearing this, the little dwarf demon took two steps back slightly, as if hiding behind Hao Xue.

Hao Xue was wearing a long gown and holding a folding fan in his hand. He put away "The Night Journey of One Hundred Demons" very casually, then looked at Meng Jingzhe with a bright smile and said: "My friend, I am taking my men to rest here.

Why the sudden intrusion?"

Meng Jingzhe looked around and saw Haoxue's group of men, all holding weapons and looking at him fiercely, but they didn't look like they were resting at all.

"I just broke in for no reason, what should I do?" Meng Jingzhe asked.

Haoxue also chuckled back and said: "Brothers, form your formation to meet the enemy."

The trap originally prepared for Meng Jingzhe failed to be used, and these demons were not too discouraged, but quickly stood up and took a full stance.

Meng Jingzhe took a quick look and saw that except for Haoxue, who was in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, the cultivation of the others had some gaps.

There is no second Nascent Soul stage, these subordinates are all in the Golden Core stage, and most of them are in the late Golden Core stage.

At this time, they gathered together and formed a somewhat strange formation.

Meng Jingzhe knew the horror of the unknown better than anyone else. Faced with these things that he did not understand, he showed great respect. He held the Dragon Sword in his hand and was ready to use the "Nine Swords" to resist them.

"Is this a human formation? It must be very powerful." Meng Jingzhe said.

Hao Xue raised her head and chest, and said: "This is where my lifelong thinking has condensed."

Meng Jingzhe looked at his cultivation in the middle stage of Nascent Soul and his appearance that even if he came out to rob, he would not bother to study the "Hundred Demons at Night", and said: "You can study a set of human formations by yourself.

, he must be a very knowledgeable person."

Haoxue has been with a group of old and rough demons all year round. Now when Meng Jingzhe praised him so much and saw that Meng Jingzhe was full of literary aura, he felt more and more like him and even equated "appreciation" with "admiration".

When he thought of using the human formation he created to defeat Meng Jingzhe, a person who admired him, he couldn't bear it, and said: "If you can't beat me in a while, remember to beg for mercy earlier. I won't be able to kill you if I really want to."

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After Meng Jingzhe heard this, he didn't feel ridiculed. Instead, he felt that Haoxueren was nice and very open-minded.

Haoxue glanced at Meng Jingzhe again with regret, and then looked at his subordinates.

These subordinates had rehearsed this formation countless times, and with just a glance, they immediately started moving.

Meng Jingzhe raised his hand and struck the first sword.

After the strike of the sword, Meng Jingzhe fell into a disadvantageous position, and Haoxue's face showed a bit of joy.

But Meng Jingzhe was not too discouraged. After all, this sword was just a test.

Then came the second sword.

The third sword.

Until the fourth sword strike, Meng Jingzhe was still at a disadvantage.

Haoxue became more and more proud at this time and reminded again: "It's difficult to break through this human formation. If you can't beat it, retreat early."

Meng Jingzhe glanced at Haoxue, but the look in her eyes was not fear, but mixed with a little pity.

Hao Xue didn't know why, and then he saw the fifth sword.

As soon as the fifth sword came out, the situation changed instantly.

Immediately after, came the sixth sword and the seventh sword.

Meng Jingzhe turned from a disadvantage into an advantage in an instant, directly suppressing these people and fighting, and the entire formation was about to be broken up.

Hao Xue was dumbfounded, but Meng Jingzhe suddenly stopped when he was about to win.

"Your formation is indeed well arranged." Meng Jingzhe said sincerely.

After all, everything in the demon world is in a barbaric state. Haoxue is already extremely talented to be able to rehearse such an intense human formation on his own.

But Haoxue obviously didn't think so.

[Yin and Yang value from Haoxue: +10]

Meng Jingzhe was stunned when he saw this system refresh. He didn't expect that a demon he met casually, who he thought was a passerby, was actually a plot character.

After being blessed by the aura of "plot", Meng Jingzhe looked at Haoxue more carefully.

At this time, he took a closer look and found that although Haoxue was a demon, and even looked like a wild demon, he had a very handsome face.

Although this level of handsomeness is not as good as that of his master Jinghe Jianzun, it is much better looking than the few male partners Meng Jingzhe first met.

"It's because my skills are inferior to others." Hao Xue said bitterly.

Meng Jingzhe said: "There is no skill that is inferior to others. If I try it again, I may not be able to win."

As he spoke, Meng Jingzhe stared at the demons below with a look of eagerness on his face, as if he really wanted to try again.

After all, Meng Jingzhe used the "Nine Swords" to break the formation before. It was like defeating ten groups with one force, violently destroying the human formation. In fact, he didn't know much about the human formation. But now, Meng Jingzhe wanted to try again and wanted to carefully

Study this human formation.

But now, whatever he said, Haoxue just thought that Meng Jingzhe was being weird, so he was very resistant to it.

Meng Jingzhe saw that he was talking more and more, while Haoxue's face was getting uglier and uglier. Following this, the system's yin and yang value data was getting higher and higher.

"That's too much!" Haoxue shouted, and then he stood up and stepped forward regardless of the obstruction of his subordinates.
To be continued...