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Chapter 202: Respect? Who is Revered?

Hearing this, Di Chonglian's body moved slightly. Although he could not show any signs, his intention to protect him was not hidden at all. At this time, the little girl was inside his glazed fairy flame light shield. If she wanted to hurt her, even if the other party was a thousand-year-old monster, she still needed to ask what she meant.

Seeing Di Chonglian's protection behavior in his eyes, a trace of warmth flashed in Jiang Lingyue's eyes. It has to be said that when he looked at someone who looked exactly like his master, he showed his care like his master, and his heart was really easy to be touched.

I really miss Master more and more!

With a bit of sadness that aroused longing, Jiang Lingyue sniffed in a nasty way and said, "Senior, why should I say I'm talking nonsense?"

Before Zi Bao could speak, Jiang Lingyue continued: "You must know that things are done by humans. If you can't do it, it doesn't mean others can't do it!"

"Hmph!" Zibao snorted coldly, "Little girl, even if you are talented, you can do anything about the fact that you are just the Red Spirit Root. What's more, when I followed Jiu... Master, I never saw any amazing genius. In three years, it was simply arrogant! The most outstanding disciple of Master, the realm of Di Xuan to Xuan Zun, took five years to become a myth! You are just the Red Spirit Root in a remote place like the Crescent Continent, and you are like a waste, and you dare to boast about such a sea gust!"

"Sir? Whose Sir?"

Jiang Lingyue clearly remembered that Jingchen called Master, so she was called the Lord of the Lord. Therefore, she was a little curious about the Lord of the Lord mentioned by Zi Bao. After all, Zi Bao said that the eldest disciple of the Lord had gone from Di Xuan to Xuan Zun in five years and became a mythical existence.

Since this is the case, she definitely cannot let her master lose, and she must reach the level of Xuanzun within three years.

"Your name is actually something you can know!" Zi Bao snorted coldly. Even if he dared not say it easily, these rural people are not qualified to know it.

"You only need to know that it is impossible to get from Di Xuan to Xuan Zun in three years!"

"So Senior Purple Leopard knows how long it took for me to reach Di Xuan from an ordinary person today?" Jiang Lingyue curled her lips lightly, and did not argue with her, but asked back.

"It will take at least ten years with your qualifications as a red spirit root!" Zi Bao pondered for a moment. If it were to be based on the common theory, it would take at least thirty or fifty years. But since this little girl was possessed by a strange fire and could enter here, that was a talented person. Therefore, he abandoned common sense and guessed.

"No..." Jiang Lingyue shook her head and stretched out her hand and said, "Four months!"

"What?" Zi Bao's scattered body shook, suddenly widened his eyes and shouted: "Impossible!"

After four months from ordinary people to Dixuan, even the disciples of Jiuxiao Zun did not have such amazing cultivation speed. How could it be!

Not only Zi Bao, but also Di Chonglian on the side turned his eyes to Jiang Lingyue in surprise. This cultivation speed is simply unheard of. Even if it is a genius, it cannot be discussed.

"Yes or no, why should I just tell you a false statement? What's more, now I have already obtained your inheritance. You want to hurt me, but you are also subject to the strange fire of Prince Chonglian. What's the point of boasting about Haikou at this time?" Jiang Lingyue rolled her eyes and said:

"Senior, instead of arguing with me here about the authenticity of the three-year period I said, "It's better to tell us what is sealed in this formation? Do we have other ways to deal with it!"

"...You are right." Zi Bao sighed and looked deeply at Jiang Lingyue, who was already very arrogant, inexplicably recognized her words.

Perhaps, it is not impossible for this girl to really bring unexpected surprises to herself.

"In this formation, a hand is sealed!"

"One hand?!"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Lingyue and Di Chonglian both changed their expressions.

Just one hand, it is so horrifying that people like Zi Bao who have cultivated their cultivation have been guarding here for ten thousand years, but they still cannot destroy it.

"No, one hand, one hand of the demon clan!"

Zi Bao looked at the altar with a heavy expression, with a soul-stirring hatred in his eyes: "Ten thousand years ago, the demons came in, and there were chaos in all walks of life. In order to resist the demons, gods, immortals and humans, all walks of life, the demons had already planned for a long time, and countless demons had sneaked into all walks of life, taking the opportunity to cause chaos, destroy the alliances of all walks of life, making all walks of life suspicious and even turning against each other. At the critical moment, a god in the gods stood up and sealed the demons of the demons of the demons with himself, which brought peace to all walks of life for thousands of years..."

When talking about Yu Jiuxiao, Zi Bao looked respectful and looked proud.

"How is this god-lord who sealed the demon world with himself?"

Hearing this, Jiang Lingyue felt nervous. Seeing that Zi Bao didn't continue talking, she hurriedly asked.

"I don't know..." Zi Bao shook her head, "I was seriously injured at that time, so I could only hurriedly seal the magic hand that I had cut off with my body, and then fell into a coma."

"Whose demon hand is this?" Just a broken hand is so terrible. Could it be that demon master?

A trace of doubt flashed in Jiang Lingyue's heart, and then she heard Zi Bao say, "This is a demon general under the Demon Lord."

"It's just that the broken hand of a demon general is so terrible. How terrible should the Demon Lord be?" Hearing this, Jiang Lingyue and Di Chonglian looked at each other, with an unprecedented solemn look in their eyes.

Jiang Lingyue originally thought that she had merged with Yuan Ling's soul and had seen the vast world in Yuan Ling's eyes. Those strong people were already powerful enough.

But I didn't expect that there was such a powerful demon in the world.

No wonder, even the existence of Master needs to go into seclusion.

"You can't imagine the power of the Demon Lord. If it weren't for the Lord's actions back then, I'm afraid that all the worlds and wildernesses would have been occupied by the Demon Realm. Even if you human race did not perish, you would have to become slaves and food for the Demon race..."

Zi Bao sighed, how tragic the battle between gods and demons was that year. If it weren't for the Lord Jiuxiao who sealed the Demon Lord with his own strength, how could there be the peace that has been in the world and the world for thousands of years?

It’s a pity that his ability is too weak, and even the hand of the demon general cannot be destroyed. If the two people in front of him cannot come as scheduled to help him destroy this hand, I am afraid that the Crescent Continent will be the first to be the destruction place of this demon hand.

"Don't worry, senior, we will definitely come as scheduled!"

After knowing the terribleness of the demon clan, Jiang Lingyue and the others naturally understood the existence of this demon hand, which was a terrible threat to the Crescent Continent.
Chapter completed!
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