This is so speechless, how can we continue to fight?
Are the demon kings going into battle shirtless?
To be honest, these demon kings are really afraid.
Until now, they still can't figure out the details of Ye Xiaocheng.
Ye Xiaocheng's attacks are all very quick and simple. One shot or one punch can directly destroy the opponent.
Especially the fall of the two Xiaoqian brothers made these demon kings feel sad.
They also sent people to Xiao Yue Tianlang's clan to meet Xiao Kun, hoping to find out how Xiao Kun was defeated.
Unfortunately, Xiao Kun closed his cave, and the extremely miserable howl of wolves came from in front of him. The demons who heard the sound felt their hair stand on end and quickly turned around and ran away.
"Is there any other demon master who can give me advice?" Ye Xiaocheng challenged.
Why are you so hypocritical? I can teach you how to do it.
This is the voice of all demon kings.
So yesterday's scene happened again.
Second-order monsters were thrown onto the stage one after another, and then Ye Xiaocheng punched these second-order monsters back with one punch. Of course, all the second-order monsters that returned were dead.
Even though the second-level monster's intelligence has not yet been fully developed, it still knows the horror of life and death.
All the other second-level monsters were lying on the ground, wanting to bury their heads in the ground, but they didn't dare to run away.
The Demon King is absolutely unable to resist the suppression of these low-level monsters.
Ye Xiaocheng was also very patient, punching one after another, and the second-level monsters died one after another under his iron fist.
It seemed that his movements were simple and concise, without any flashiness, but in the eyes of everyone and the demon clan, his fist seemed to have turned into the sickle of death, ruthlessly harvesting lives.
Ye Xiaocheng also thought about using blood spears to kill them and then absorb the blood of these monsters, but he felt that the level of the second-level monsters was too low and the essence of the blood was also very limited, so he simply despised them and despised them.
"victory."
"Invincible."
"Senior Ye is invincible."
"Long live Senior Ye."
…
The cries on the city wall got louder and louder, and then it was like a landslide and a tsunami.
Ye Xiaocheng suddenly noticed that there were many drops of telepathy in the pond of telepathy in his dantian.
He suddenly realized that the power of mind is not only produced by other people's prayers, but also worship and trust. It just requires full physical and mental devotion.
Seeing this change, Ye Xiaocheng worked harder.
He didn't know the specific benefits and uses of mind power. Anyway, he knew that this thing was very rare and rare, and it was related to luck, and even to becoming a saint and an emperor, so he should work hard to earn and accumulate it.
After Ye Xiaocheng killed more than 200 second-level monsters in a row, another beam of divine light enveloped him and brought him back to the city wall, and then the battle platform was sealed.
The people on the city wall, whether they were monks or ordinary people, all looked at Ye Xiaocheng with admiration.
Ye Xiaocheng's image also magnified infinitely in the eyes of these people, as if he was a god descending from the sky.
Shi Kaifeng and others all had smiles on their faces, welcoming Ye Xiaocheng's triumph, but their hearts were full of bitterness.
They put forward the conditions for the demon clan to agree to take turns to fight, and the demon kings also agreed.
Even though they had the upper hand, they not only lost a master, but later, under the challenge of Poison Scorpion, many monks were frightened and did not dare to fight.
If the demon kings were afraid of Ye Xiaocheng's mysterious methods and did not dare to fight, the Nascent Soul Ancestors in the city did not dare to fight easily.
After finally cultivating to the level of the Yuan Ying Ancestor, he cherishes his life even more than the average Qi cultivator.
The lower the level of the monks, the more they dare to fight for their lives. The so-called dead life, at worst, he will be a good man twenty years later.
However, those who have cultivated to Yuanying understand how difficult and tortuous this road is. Without great luck, great perseverance, and all kinds of help in the world, if you want to cultivate to Yuanying, one word is difficult, two words are too difficult, and three words are too difficult. In one word, it's like ascending to the sky.
Even if someone told them that they could enter reincarnation after death and start over again, they would never want to fall to that point.
Not to mention that it is unknown whether there is reincarnation. Even if there is reincarnation, they may be killed inexplicably before they can embark on the path of monks after being reborn.
No one has confidence that if they are reincarnated, they can cultivate to the Nascent Soul again.
Because of this, their view of Ye Xiaocheng has also changed.
They no longer dare to regard Ye Xiaocheng as a young junior, and even fear him a little.
Who can kill monsters like chickens, defeat the monster king in just a matter of minutes, and frighten the monster kings who have always been domineering and treat human beings like nothing, so that they dare not show up?
At least they can't.
"Brother, you broke your promise and failed to catch the big lion." Ye Linger pouted her little mouth and said unhappily.
"Sister, I can't arrest her unless she comes to an end." Ye Xiaocheng sweated furiously.
"Then when they finish, you can catch them alive for me."
"Definitely, definitely." Ye Xiaocheng nodded repeatedly.
It's not okay if you don't agree. Who knows that there are two doting crazies behind this girl?
"Then you have to help me tame the little lion when you go back and make him obedient." Ye Linger made another condition.
"Don't worry, I'll take care of things for you when I get back." Ye Xiaocheng hurriedly patted his chest and assured.
Under the adoring eyes of countless people, Ye Xiaocheng left the city wall and returned to the city lord's mansion.
The banquet was continued to celebrate as usual, and even the grief of Shi Sanming's death was diluted.
Ye Xiaocheng did not forget. He took out one million middle-grade spiritual stones and 10,000 low- and intermediate-grade elixirs and put them in a storage ring.
"Master Shi City, the eldest brother Shi Sanming died unfortunately. This is a great loss to Stone City. I personally provide these small things to his family as a memorial."
"How is this possible? The clan has rules. Anyone who dies fighting for the clan will receive a generous pension." City Lord Shi hurriedly declined.
He was too embarrassed to accept it.
Ye Xiaocheng is an outsider. He has made such a great contribution to Stone City. They can't give him any treasures as a reward. They have to take other people's things. That's too shameless. He will be scolded to death if he goes out.
"There's nothing wrong with it. Now that I'm in the city, I'm a member of Stone City. Brother Shi is my relative. I'm giving some resources to his family. It's my personal intention. I must accept them. These things are not allowed. It’s a lot, but it can allow ten descendants to cultivate to Nascent Soul.” Ye Xiaocheng said righteously and sternly.
"What?" Shi Kaifeng was a little surprised.
After he saw the spiritual stones and elixirs in the ring, he was even more shocked.
Not only are there enough resources for ten people to cultivate to Nascent Soul, but even twenty people are more than enough.
Not to mention the one million middle-grade spiritual stones, those elixirs cover almost all types from the first level of Qi training to the perfection of the golden elixir.
What shocked him even more was that there were more than a hundred bottles of Foundation Building Pills, more than a hundred bottles of Gold Condensing Pills, and more than a hundred bottles of Infant Condensing Pills inside.
These drugs that can help monks break through the barriers of foundation building, golden elixir, and Nascent Soul are rarely seen on the market. Even if they can be purchased, they are only at super large auctions, and each pill is priced astronomically.
Each bottle of these pills Ye Xiaocheng took out contained ten pills, which meant that each of these three strategic pills contained more than a thousand pills.
How much is this worth?
City Lord Shi was really frightened by Ye Xiaocheng's generosity.
He was even more confused about Ye Xiaocheng's background. Even if the Dan Pavilion in the Dream City came to trade, they wouldn't be able to get so many strategic elixirs at once, right?
"Fellow Daoist Ye, I really have no shame to accept it, but I really have no choice but to take it. This time, brother, I will be shameless." City Lord Shi simply blushed and accepted the ring shamelessly.
Ye Xiaocheng smiled faintly.
He also knows that these things are precious to others, but to him, they are really just ordinary.
Let's just talk about the three strategic elixirs. There are tens of thousands of each in his fairy ring. Taking out a thousand is not a big deal.
After several other elders saw what was in the ring, they all gasped. They couldn't believe their eyes. How could such a thing happen in the world.
With these elixirs, if the Stone Clan is given another hundred years, the Stone Clan will definitely add hundreds of golden elixirs and dozens of Nascent Souls.
In that case, the Stone Clan will become a first-class family, and Stone City will become a first-class city, second only to Dream City in strength.
"Ordinarily, we should buy these elixirs at market prices, but we really don't have any extra spiritual stones now." An elder sighed.
In normal times, Stone City would be able to produce spiritual stones equivalent to the value of these elixirs, but now that the city is besieged by monsters, spiritual stones are the most precious resource, and the city defense formation is consuming massive amounts of spiritual stones every minute and every second. stone.
"You don't have to feel bad. This is my little thought for Stone City. Just accept it." Ye Xiaocheng said with a smile.
Ye Ling'er looked at those things and didn't care at all. She said in her heart: They are all rags. You are the only ones who regard those pills as treasures. You haven't seen my brother's good things at all.
