There was a mess in front of me, and the corpses were all over the ground. From the dead energy and dispersed spiritual energy around them, Yan Ning could tell that there were at least five demon kings and one demon emperor among these corpses!

"How could we... die in her hands..."

The half-kneeling demon king covered his chest, and the demonic energy in his body was overflowing uncontrollably. He was surrounded by the command of this operation, the powerful demon emperor sent by Jiao Qin himself.

There are more than twenty people in a group, including the Demon Emperor and the Demon King. Even if they encounter a team led by the city lord, they should not end up like this.

However, when they took action, everyone regretted it. The demon woman who seemed to be powerless was holding a red oil-paper umbrella. With just a slight stroke, two demon kings died on the spot!

The subsequent battle can no longer be called a battle. The demon woman, who seemed to be harmless, held a red god umbrella in one hand and a broken golden bow and arrow on her back, launched a unilateral pursuit of the group of demon sinners who had been ambushing for a long time!

This woman seemed like a female devil who could not kill. She didn't care about other people's attacks on her at all. All the attacks fell on her, and even if it caused damage, it could recover instantly without any pain or itch.

In less than a moment, even the leading demon emperor died tragically in her hands. The demon king in front of him took the opportunity to escape, and the witch was not ready to chase him, but shot an arrow from the air.

The demon king was still glad that the arrow was shot empty and he could escape, but he did not expect that the bow and arrow that had clearly missed the direction. Such an attacking move that was unpredictable made the demon king fall into a trap in an instant.

So, the scene in front of me came into being.

Zhuang Xiaoya's face was silent. She was not worried about the devil's revenge before death, but stood there, checking the score in her belt.

Suddenly, she raised her head and found Yan Ning and others who had just arrived.

The Iceberg Queen, who was originally expressionless, suddenly smiled playfully and raised her right hand: "The Mandarin Duck Chain has just reminded me, but I want to clean up the enemies around me as soon as possible and meet you again."

The female devil who kills without blinking will actually show such an expression to others?

The injured demon king couldn't believe it.

Nan Amaterasu and others also fell into a dull state. Although they knew that Zhuang Xiaoya was powerful, they did not expect that she was so powerful.

Even the Demon Emperor was killed casually, so why are you here to attend the blood convention?

Nan Amaterasu suddenly began to sympathize with Xue Wuhen, who had spoken rudely to Zhuang Xiaoya before. Zhuang Xiaoya's strength was not something they could imagine. In this bloody meeting, even if Zhuang Xiaoya did not rely on Yan Ning's power, she could easily win the championship.

Xue Wuhen wants to challenge Zhuang Xiaoya? Let’s practice for a few hundred years!

"Sister-in-law, sister-in-law, you killed these people?" Xifeng said incredible.

Zhuang Xiaoya smiled: "Is there anyone else around?"

Han Yue swallowed: "Sister Xiaoya, what kind of cultivation are you now?"

"Cultivation..."

"It's probably the late stage of the Demon Emperor."

Zhuang Xiaoya easily said something that made Xifeng Nan Amaterasu and others suffocate.

Although Nan Amaterasu has reached the middle stage of the Demon Emperor and seems to be not much different from Zhuang Xiaoya, he knows in his heart that if he really fights, none of the ten heels may be Zhuang Xiaoya's opponents.

Zhuang Xiaoya's strength is not only reflected in her cultivation. If Nan Tianzhao had dealt with these demon sinners in front of him, he would probably not be able to achieve half of Zhuang Xiaoya's achievements.

Yan Ning had not asked about Zhuang Xiaoya's cultivation before, and now that he learned about it, Yan Ning was not surprised.

Zhuang Xiaoya's master is now a Demon Lord, a powerful man of honor, and the top existence in the fairy world. What he has is much more than all the adventures Yan Ning encountered along the way.

With the help of such resources, it is strange that Zhuang Xiaoya has not reached this level.

Yan Ning walked forward and pinched Zhuang Xiaoya's shattered face. In the eyes of the demon king, this scene was almost no different from touching the tiger's butt, but Zhuang Xiaoya didn't feel uncomfortable at all, but enjoyed it very much.

The devil was even more scared.

Who else can besides Yan Ning, who dares to pinch Zhuang Xiaoya’s face like this, except for Yan Ning, who even King Yan has to come from all the way to chase him?

"What's the situation?" Yan Ning asked, pointing to the devil king.

"I don't know either. These people seem to have been following me for a while. Their purpose is... very clear."

Women are born sensitive after all, and the intentions of these people are too obvious.

Yan Ning frowned. Thinking of the spatial fluctuations coming from the direction of the mine, he vaguely felt that the origin of these people was not that simple.

"Let me ask and ask!"

Miao Dabao walked forward, his huge claws stepped on the devil's chest, and then stomped on the devil's king so that he vomited several mouthfuls of blood.

"Tell me, who sent you here?"

The devil gritted his teeth and looked like he was swearing to never say anything.

"Yeah, your mouth is pretty hard?"

Miao Dabao smiled, suddenly opened his mouth wide, and swallowed the Demon King's head directly into his mouth, which scared the Demon King so much that he screamed.

The fear of beasts was born by a once-weak race. Miao Dabao was confident that under his own intimidation, the demon king would speak obediently.

After spitting out the demon king's head, Miao Dabao said, "I haven't taken a shower for many days, and the meat is salty."

“Huh?”

Miao Dabao suddenly felt something was wrong. When he looked carefully, the demon king under his feet was gone.

"Damn it, are you scared to death?" Miao Dabao's forehead was covered with a trace of cold sweat. It didn't expect this guy to be so scared, and it was backfiring now.

Nan Tianzhao said helplessly: "He was seriously injured, and the purple palace was broken. When you were scared like this, your soul would dissipate..."

"Ahem, I didn't mean it..."

At this time, Zhuang Xiaoya smiled and said, "Don't worry, his soul cannot be dispersed."

As everyone's eyes looked at, Zhuang Xiaoya stretched out her hand, and her fingers seemed to be playing the pipa in the air, and wisps of white smoke gradually condensed.

The law of life can not only heal injuries, but also gather the souls that have just dispersed!

Xifeng and others were afraid to breathe, for fear of accidentally blowing away the demon king's soul.

After a while, the soul that had already dissipated was gathered again by Zhuang Xiaoya. A mini-sized translucent demon king's soul appeared in front of everyone. His eyes were dull, like a puppet, without his own consciousness.

"You want to know anything, just ask him with confidence. His soul has just condensed and his consciousness is chaotic. He will answer whatever he asks."

Yan Ning suddenly felt that compared with Zhuang Xiaoya's life laws, his own law of space was actually a bit pale...
Chapter completed!