Chapter 410: Target Amethyst Lion Clan

"Bang bang...... "The number of people on the Terran side is four times that of the demon race, and the human race is in a full state to deal with the demon race where everyone is injured, the most important thing is that the human race has such a trump card that can recover from injuries at any time, even if it is injured, there is no need to be afraid, those lose-lose tricks that they did not dare to use in the past appear frequently, the blood of demon beasts is splashed all over the sky, and the roar of weapons collides loudly.

About half a day passed, and the last stubborn tiger beast also died in front of Bai Qi. Looking at the corpses of the demon beasts that had turned into prototypes all over the ground, Bai Qi didn't say anything, turned his head and left. Only the corpses of this place were left for the monks of the demon slayer to clean up. Another half a day passed, and the monks packed the corpses of the demon beasts and put them away, and then a group of people rushed back to the human camp.

The next day, the entire battlefield shook, and within a day, the Terrans repelled the beast tide, not a single Jindan monk was injured, and the Terrans held revenge operations and killed more than 100 fourth-order demon beasts in one fell swoop, and even the patriarch of the Demon Clan's Golden Bead Tiger Clan was killed. These two major events detonated the entire battlefield like two deep-water mines. Through these two things, the names of Bai Qi and the Demon Slayer Team instantly resounded on the battlefield. Now everyone knows that the Dao human race has come to a heavenly healing body.

The human race was overjoyed by this, and the demon clan hated it so much, especially when they knew that these two explosive news were all from Bai Qi's handwriting, Bai Qi's name immediately appeared in the top ten of the demon beast wanted list, and Bai Qi was the first person on this wanted list who was not the late Jindan existence.

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"Come on, come on, just baked demon beast meat! Everyone eats meat and drinks wine!" In the human camp camp, the monks of the demon slaying team all gathered together to drink and eat demon beast meat, and now it is the famous Jinzhu Tiger clan patriarch who is being roasted on the shelf, that day the old man of the sword and this guy fought evenly for half an hour, if it weren't for the help of the old man of wine and the old man of the fairy, this guy might be able to successfully break through.

"Hey, I will leave the tiger whip of this big tiger for the old man, the tiger whip of the tiger demon in the late fourth order, it will definitely be a great supplement if you soak in wine. The old man with a mouthful of oil staring at the tiger demon's tiger whip, his eyes were shining, as if he had seen the peerless wine brewed by the tiger whip.

"Yes, yes, yes, leave the tiger whip to the old man and brew the wine...... One...... Drink it in one piece!" The old man of the sword standing in front of the value was holding the roasted seven-ripe tiger meat in one hand and a large jar of spiritual wine in the other, and there was already a little drunkenness in his eyes. Old Man Sword hadn't been so happy for a long time.

This sword old man was born as an ordinary mortal, and when he was a teenager, he was found to have a metallic spiritual root by the immortal master of the nearby sect 'Jiandang Mountain' and became a cultivator. Although this old man of the sword is from an ordinary background, he has a very high level of understanding, and has a tenacious and hard-working heart, and he can be regarded as a first-class person in the sect, and his small life can be regarded as a smooth sailing, and he fell in love with a mortal woman when he went home to visit relatives by chance, and the two got a son after two years of marriage.

The old man of the sword who was happy with Lin'er, for some reason, understood the 'spirituality' and broke through to the great consummation of foundation building in one fell swoop. So, he returned to the sect and used the resources of the sect to quickly advance to condense the soul. He had been in retreat for two years, and when he had reached the level of condensation, he had learned heartbreaking news from his fellow monks, whose hometown had experienced a beast tide three months earlier, and all the villagers had been spared.

Upon learning of this, the old man returned to his hometown and wept bitterly for five days and five nights on the ruins of his house, and by the time he returned to the sect again, his black hair had turned as pale as snow. After returning to the sect, the old man of the sword retreated for fifty years, and when he came out again, he had become a monk in the late stage of the soul condensation, and at the same time, the old man of the sword created a set of "sad swords" that could cause others to grieve.

After that, the old man of the sword joined the war of attrition without hesitation, and after fifty years of accumulation of bloody battles, the old man of the sword broke through the bottleneck and reached the golden pill in one fell swoop. After that, the old man of the sword slowly became a great power in the later stage of Jindan with the bloody battles of most of his life.

"It's rare for everyone to be so happy, and I want to say a few words. Seeing that the atmosphere was quite lively, Bai Qi was silent for a while, got up and came to the middle of the camp, picked up a glass of wine and said.

"The master has something to say, just say it directly, and there are no outsiders here" "That's it, master, we're going to Ping there again this time!" "Master don't dare to disobey!" Hearing that Bai Qi had something to say, all the monks present were in high spirits. After this actual battle, they can be regarded as having appreciated the benefits of the Bai Qi Blessing Healing Technique battle, and the group not only killed them happily, but also earned a hand cramp. They just tasted the sweetness, and they really wanted to go out and kill them.

"Don't worry! There will be steamed buns, and there will be rice sooner or later. But it's not enough for me to be enthusiastic!, we still need to plan!" Bai Qi raised his hand to stop everyone's playfulness, and said in a seductive manner.

"I don't know what the master has planned!" "Which of the monks who can cultivate to the Jindan stage is a stupid person!" Bai Qi opened his mouth, and someone immediately guessed Bai Qi's intentions. Suddenly, a monk who was very good at sycophants opened his mouth and said.

"We monks are like moths to a fire, entering this battlefield and fighting to the death, what are we fighting for!" Bai Qi stared at the monk who cooperated with him, and a satisfied smile appeared in his eyes. Seeing the white smile, the monk nodded heavily and spoke again.

"That's right, it's profit! Look at it like our action this time, how much we have earned from this action, at least half of our net worth! You see how long it will take for you to make money if you put it outside!" Bai Qi said that the foaming stars flew wildly, and the eyes of those Jindan monks were fiery when he heard it.

"Think about it, picking up the storage bags of demon beasts will make us make a lot of money, if we directly kill the monsters' lair and rob their treasures, how far will we go? Bai Qi muttered a lot and finally got to the point, that is, to loot the demon clan.

"I don't know if the master has a target for looting!" Those Jindan stage monks looked at Bai Qi in some shock, and after a short silence, the heavyweight of the immortal old man asked.

"The goal is naturally there, but the specific situation needs to be discussed by everyone. Bai Qi's smile was a little cold, he had already thought of the goal. "I think it's best to have the Amethyst Lion as the primary target. ”