Chapter 778 The Only Pure White Jasmine Flower in the Cultivation World (24)
Chapter 778 The Only Pure White Jasmine Flower in the Cultivation World (24)
It's a blessing that those skilled in sophistry met the purest Xiong Bufan.
The Demon Lord sat in the quantum prison, asking, "Don't you harbor any evil thoughts?"
Can you eat evil thoughts?
The Demon Lord fell silent, shut himself off, and vowed never to speak to this person again.
Looking at the barrier, Xiong Bufan wasn't worried about not being able to get out. After all, there's always a way to overcome difficulties, not to mention the armory had so many weapons.
The demons hesitated for a long time as they watched the Demon Lord imprisoned in the cage, but still did not go to rescue him. They were no match for the woman in front of them, and taking action would only lead to their deaths.
And now that the old Demon Lord is dead, shouldn't a new Demon Lord be chosen?
According to convention, the Demon Lord is the one who is most capable; to put it simply, whoever can defeat everyone becomes the Demon Lord.
The demons looked at the demons around them and realized that none of them could defeat the current Demon Lord.
Xiong Bufan stood on the aircraft, wanting to break through the barrier, but hesitated for a moment because he thought there were other good things in the Demon Realm. As a result, a wisp of demonic energy directly attacked the particle shield.
The Demon Clan's Right Protector, wielding a magical artifact, didn't give Xiong Bufan much time, launching a relentless attack.
Every shot hits the ion shield; it doesn't hurt anyone, but it's annoying.
Xiong Bufan took out her broadsword and slashed directly at the target. She always hated being ambushed.
The right protector dodged, but was still dragged down by a vine and slammed repeatedly to the ground.
Even without interstellar weapons, Xiong Bufan was still confident he could easily defeat them.
The Left Protector, carrying the Quantum Prison, led a group of demon soldiers and kept running towards the Demon Palace.
The poor Demon Lord was like a chicken or duck, locked in a cage. Whenever the Left Protector moved too fast, he would crash into the bars.
Xiong Bufan realized that he had fallen for a feint attack. Seeing that the Demon Lord had moved away from the barrier, he took out a missile and fired it.
Faced with absolute power, any so-called strategy is no different from playing house.
The Left Protector was severely injured by the blast, and the quantum prison on his back was thrown out, creating a large crater where it was located. More than a dozen demon soldiers were lost.
"Your opponent is me!"
Upon hearing this childish remark, Xiong Bufan turned around and saw the Right Protector cutting off the vines and heading straight for him with a scepter made of a skull.
The direction of the Right Protector is the direction of the Demon Palace, which is opposite to the direction of the barrier.
Xiong Bufan raised the rocket launcher and fired another shell at the Right Protector.
The Right Protector was blown up on the spot. Xiong Bufan put away the rocket launcher and boarded his flying vehicle to chase after the Demon Lord, who was being carried away by the demon soldiers.
The Left Protector, who was originally unable to stand up due to the blast, saw Xiong Bufan chasing after him and forcibly increased his magic power to stand between Xiong Bufan and the Demon Lord. "Why are you like those hypocritical cultivators, relentlessly pursuing them? Don't you know that you shouldn't chase a cornered enemy?"
Xiong Bufan sincerely praised, "You're really cultured. I didn't even know that the first characters of these two words were the same."
Left Protector: "Let's have a final battle. If you want to harm the Demon Lord, you'll have to step over my dead body first."
"You're quite polite, but do you know that stepping over a child's head is impolite?" ("Stepping over a child's head" is a northern dialect expression, often used on the day of the Dragon Raising its Head in the second month of the lunar calendar.)
Left Protector: "I will kill you."
"You also indiscriminately kill innocent people; you have no manners."
Left Protector felt that he would be so angry at this woman that he would vomit blood sooner or later. He stuffed two cotton balls into his ears, turned his hands into claws, and attacked Xiong Bufan directly.
Xiong Bufan didn't make a move; he just quietly watched the Left Protector attack, his ferocious strikes hitting the particle shield.
If angering others is a skill, then Xiong Bufan must be exceptionally gifted.
The Left Protector was attacking, while Xiong Bufan, standing on the flying vehicle, continued the pursuit.
The particle shield will automatically activate whenever it detects danger or hostility, keeping everything out. It might be somewhat useless in interstellar space, but it's just right for protecting Xiong Bufan in the cultivation world.
Xiong Bufan was about to catch up with the Demon Lord, but he was just playing around like a cat chasing a mouse.
The Left Protector had exhausted all his magic power, yet he still couldn't harm Xiong Bufan in the slightest. Each time he attacked, his magic power seemed to vanish.
"What kind of magic or artifact did you use?"
Xiong Bufan: "None of your business."
The Left Protector finally landed on the ground, watching in despair as Xiong Bufan chased after the Demon Lord.
The demon soldiers ran forward desperately, not daring to look back or attack.
Only when they reached the edge of the Demon City did Xiong Bufan abandon his playful mood and stand in front of the Demon Lord and the demon soldiers, saying, "I'll ask you one last time, where exactly is the Demon Clan's treasure?"
The Demon Lord squatted in the cage, "Didn't you steal all the treasures?"
"If you dare to keep it, I'll kill you."
"No."
Xiong Bufan was tired after running around, and having gotten no results, he ran back to the Demon Palace to continue enjoying life.
The Demon Lord watched Xiong Bufan's retreating figure and breathed a sigh of relief; he had survived.
But the demon race is hopeless, and being imprisoned is worse than death.
The witch presented Xiong Bufan with fresh fruits and monster meat from the demon realm, saying, "Your Excellency, please enjoy."
Xiong Bufan: "Do you have honey?"
"There is nothing of that mortal realm."
"Oh."
Xiong Bufan was starting to crave honey. Counting the time, it seemed he had been away from the Yitian Sect for half a year.
The Left Protector has caught up with the Demon Lord, and they are now researching how to open the electronic prison.
The Demon Lord, his hands covered in demonic power, tried to pry open the cage.
An electric current suddenly appeared on the railing, causing the Demon Lord to flinch and loosen his grip.
Left Protector: "Your Excellency, I will definitely rescue you."
The Demon Lord lay on the ground, convulsing uncontrollably. "Go, go, go and invite the Great Wizard."
"Yes."
The Demon Lord lay in the quantum prison, looking at the rooms divided into rows, and sat up to begin using his demonic powers.
He's a genius that only appears once every hundred years in the Demon Clan; he refuses to believe he can't get out.
The Demon Lord was already somewhat exhausted after the Demon Palace had only unleashed one-tenth of its power, but in order to increase its magic power, it forcibly increased it to another 30%, and then attacked without hesitation.
With a "bang," the Demon Lord was slammed against the railing on the other side by the rebounding magic.
The Demon Lord felt as if his back had been electrocuted, leaving him powerless and his magic was being bounced back, becoming a weapon that hurt him.
When the Grand Wizard arrived, he saw the Demon Lord lying like a dead dog in a cage made of iron pillars. "Your Excellency, what is this?"
Demon Lord: "Get me out of here."
"Yes."
The great wizard walked around the quantum prison. He didn't sense the aura of the magical artifact, but it belonged to a different kind of energy.
Left Protector: "My lord, you must rescue His Majesty."
"Keep quiet, and I will take action."
Left Protector: "Yes."
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