Zhen Mi cannot reach the Golden Core realm, and is gradually unable to cope with the monsters all over the mountains and plains.
The spiritual energy in his body was almost drained by the automatic rifle.
The attack frequency has changed from pulling the trigger to sweep, to bursting.
Diao Chan was too frightened to say anything and huddled behind her.
Demons surrounded them, and the nearest one was only ten feet away from the two women.
Zhen Mi took the last pill to restore her spiritual power, and more than a dozen bullets hit the monster like a storm, instantly knocking it back.
The power of the two automatic rifles is related to the cultivation level of the holder. The monster that Meng De could kill with one shot was only slightly injured by more than ten shots in Zhen Mi's hands.
Spiritual power bottomed out again.
Zhen Mi closed her eyes in despair.
He didn't expect that he would be buried in the belly of these monsters just after escaping from Qian's house.
Meng Deka clicks to save people.
A series of gunshots were heard continuously, and Meng De used his ultra-high rate of fire of two hundred and fifty rounds per breath to tear a bloody path in the circle of demons.
The green-faced lion of the local emperor in this area fell in the gunfire. His body was covered in blood and disfigured from the shape of an animal. He died in an extremely miserable manner.
"Master!" Zhen Mi opened her eyes when she heard the gunfire and saw that Meng Debi was even happy to see her biological father.
Meng De shot with a gun with one hand and stretched out the other hand.
Zhen Mi's eyes shone brightly. In her eyes, Meng De was like a great hero standing on colorful auspicious clouds, and he put his hand on him by accident.
"Give me the gun!" Meng De said angrily.
Is there anything wrong with me being a nymphomaniac even in a life-or-death situation?
"oh!"
Zhen Mi reacted and took off the gun belt she was wearing and handed the gun over.
With both guns in hand, Meng De came like a god of death, slaughtering all the monsters.
The green-faced lion with the highest level of cultivation among the indigenous demons was only at the third level of the Nascent Soul Realm. The other demons were even more difficult and could not withstand three shots in Meng De's hands.
"Put her on your back and hurry up and walk away." Meng De pointed at Diao Chan, signaling Zhen Mi to put Diao Chan on her back and stand behind him.
Meng De led the two women to move around flexibly. In a short time, all the demons were dead and injured, and the remaining few were completely frightened and did not dare to get even closer.
Viewed from a high place, the corpses of these monsters look like long snakes coiling in the forest.
Meng De took out a magical talisman and stuffed it into Zhen Mi's arms. The danger was temporarily over and he didn't forget to take the opportunity to eat some small tofu.
"Follow me."
Meng De controlled the speed until Zhen Mi could barely keep up, and Zhen Mi followed closely with Diao Chan on her back.
"Master, aren't all the monsters dead? Why should we run away?" Diao Chan poked her head out from behind Zhen Mi and asked innocently.
"What are these? There's a big guy behind you."
The chicken-headed demon cultivator knew that the green-faced lion could not deal with the two princesses and the mysterious man. When he heard the roar of the beast, he immediately pushed away the beauties vying for beauty around him.
After running out of the valley in a few steps, the chicken-headed demon cultivator showed his true form and rushed towards him at full speed.
When he returned to the inn yesterday, the last few of his men were dead.
From the look of his death, it was obvious that he was killed by the mysterious man's continuous fire blunderbuss.
He was a little regretful that he didn't confirm whether the guy was really beaten to death before he left yesterday.
The chicken-headed demon cultivator guessed that the mysterious man should have a defensive artifact in addition to the two continuous fire guns, and the grade was at least mid-grade. Otherwise, there would be no way he could survive under his own red ball.
He couldn't help but wonder where the other party came from.
Not only did he possess two magical weapons that he had never heard of before, but he also had a defensive magical weapon.
Looking at the world, a single divine transformation stage may not be able to produce three artifacts at the same time.
This person must have a strong background.
"This will make it even more difficult to keep him alive."
The chicken-headed demon cultivator knows what kind of character the new demon king is.
The power that can give three artifacts to the younger generation is at least the first-class level in the mainland. If he is allowed to leave, the power behind him will come to the door, and the new demon king will most likely push himself out to bear all this.
The three men from Meng and De ran for two hours and ran thousands of miles with the blessing of the magic talisman.
It was almost noon before I ran out of the forest.
Meng De felt somewhat depressed that he, who was in the Yuan Ying realm, still needed to use gadgets like the Divine Walking Talisman.
The speed of walking through the air is definitely more than a hundred times faster than the speed of running.
It's a pity that I have to take care of Zhen Mi and Diao Chan.
"It seems that we are going to develop a flying magic weapon that can carry people."
After unfolding his consciousness and confirming that the chicken-headed demon cultivator hadn't caught up, Meng De let out a breath of filthy air.
Having killed hundreds of demons just now, more than 70% of the spiritual energy in his body has been lost. If he encounters any danger again, the situation will be very passive.
Meng De told the two of them not to run around, and then he started to meditate cross-legged and began to restore his spiritual energy.
The white clothes he put on not long ago were covered with blood scabs, and the black mask on his face was filled with a strong fishy smell. It was time to wash it off.
Meng De sat on the ground for more than half an hour, and more than half of his spiritual energy recovered.
Originally, I wanted to continue recovering and wait until my health was full before rushing to find the two demon princesses.
The sound of horse hooves interrupted his recovery.
Meng De subconsciously put his hand on the trigger and looked in the direction of the sound of horse hooves.
To my surprise, it was just a black wild horse, which seemed to be a cross between a mortal horse and a demon.
It was much larger than an ordinary horse, and its hair was dark and shiny, especially its mane, which was so black that it turned purple.
Meng De and the others happened to be resting by the lake, and Ye Ye looked at them warily.
After seeing a few people making no move, he dared to approach the other side of the wild lake to drink water.
Only then did Meng De realize that the smell of blood was strong all over his body, and the fishy smell attracted many flies hovering around him.
In front of the two women, Meng De took off his coat.
The blood soaked all the clothes, and the inner clothes and even the surface of the body were covered with dry blood.
Meng De had no choice but to take off all his clothes and jump into the lake.
Zhen Mi walked to the lake with a blushing face, knelt down and asked, "Master, do you need me to help you wash your clothes?"
"Wash it for me." Meng De was too lazy to wash it himself. He originally planned to change it to a new one. Since someone is willing to wash it, why not do it.
Monks practice in inaccessible places all year round, so they usually carry a few extra sets of clothes with them.
Meng De dived into the water and carefully washed away the blood on his body. Zhen Mi squatted by the lake and took out a board from the storage ring to wash the clothes.
Not long after, there was another rapid sound of horse hooves.
Longma was thirsty, and the two demon princesses saw Meng De's two maids as soon as they arrived at the lake.
One of them was still washing blood-stained clothes.
"You two, where is your master?" Hu Shu asked.
If Meng De can survive, then she will feel less guilty in the future.
"It's you!" Diao Chan looked at the two demon princesses who looked exactly the same but had very different temperaments.
She has a better impression of these two demon princesses than Meng De.
Compared to the human race, the relationship between the demon race and the demon race is much better, and they will not want to kill each other without any reason as soon as they meet.
"Where is your master?" Hu Shu asked again.
"Hey, if you open your mouth, you are my master. If you shut up, you are my master. Are you attracted to my master?" Zhen Mi said unhappily.
She was a maid who aspired to become a mistress, and she didn't feel good about two vixens who were very likely to become her strong competitors in the future.
"How dare a mere Jindan talk to my sister like this? Do you believe I will tear your mouth apart?"
After Hu Mei rested for several hours, her combat strength had not been restored but she was able to move freely.
"Ah!"
Zhen Mi snorted coldly and stopped paying attention.
The cultivation level of any one of these two people is higher than hers, and a few sarcastic words are enough. If she really wants to provoke him, he will definitely not be his opponent.
"I don't mean to offend, I just want to ask where your master is?" Hu Shu added, "I heard a beast roaring in the forest just now, so I guessed whether you were in trouble."
After all, Zhen Mi was once the matriarch of the family. When faced with Hu Shu, who was still new to the world, she quickly saw the flaw and responded with one sentence: "Since you know that we are in trouble, why don't you come to help?"
"Do we need to tell you what we want to do and what we don't want to do?" Hu Mei said back without being used to it.
"There's no need to tell me." Zhen Mi pretended to be submissive, changed the subject, and stood on the moral high ground again, "My master risked his life to save you last night, but when you knew that we were in trouble, you didn't come to help. You are still here to follow us. I show my prestige."
Hu Mei was so angry that she wished she could go up and kill this woman with one claw.
Regardless of status or cultivation, how dare she, a maid, talk to me like this? I really feel like I'm easy to bully.
"Stop arguing."
Meng De was meticulous and didn't want to come out to avoid embarrassment.
As a result, Zhen Mi and the two princesses were heard arguing underwater.
We all have our own people in the future, how ugly it would be to have a quarrel between sisters!
You can only break this situation by yourself.
Hu Shu looked towards the lake and said in surprise: "Husband, are you okay?"
"I almost died."
Meng De was just a joke, but it became a mockery in the ears of Hu Shu, who was in a sensitive period after her father died tragically.
"that……"
Hu Shu wanted to defend herself, but Hu Mei said bluntly: "The situation forced me to have a problem with my luck this morning and I am temporarily incapacitated. My sister... has to guard me. Please forgive me."
Hu Mei has been around the world for many years, and she is also outspoken when speaking.
Originally I wanted to say that my sister's cultivation was low, but then I changed it to saying that I wanted to guard her.
"understand."
Meng De said that he understood that everyone has selfish motives, not to mention that the two of them had blood feud.
He said this with his mouth, but added something in his heart.
"Anyway, there will be plenty of opportunities to educate you two in the future."
There is a long-standing tradition of filial daughters being born under the stick.
"Can you two please turn around first while I put on some clothes?"
The two princesses noticed that Meng De was not wearing any clothes.
The water of the lake is extremely clear, and you can see everything that should be seen and shouldn't be seen.
"Bah! Men are not good at all." Hu Mei, who was already heartbroken by the wolf guard, pulled her sister and turned around, not forgetting to scold Meng De.
Meng De has nothing to say.
I was taking a shower here, and you suddenly barged in, do you still blame me?
Put on your clothes underwater and go ashore to dry them with Reiki.
His fingertips lightly touched the storage ring, and Meng De held a newly-refined special realm-breaking pill in his hand.
