A useless start: seducing the demon king, controlling the divine beast, and torturing the crazy vill

at this time--

A flying demon snake with wings and a length of ten meters suddenly stared at Yan Shuyue and Qingluan in mid-air.

It swooped down from high altitude and headed straight towards Yan Shuyue.

Just when it opened its bloody mouth and was about to swallow Yan Shuyue and Qingluan in one bite, Feng Wuhen and others subconsciously wanted to retreat.

But the next second, an invisible barrier suddenly appeared, blocking the demon snake in an instant.

"boom!"

The demon snake hit the space defense barrier and almost exploded its head.

"Whoosh!"

Di Jiang made a fierce sound.

Anyone who wants to harm its owner must die!

This time, without Yan Shuyue's orders, Di Jiang controlled the space barrier and turned it into a space cage to trap the flying demon snake.

Then--

"Oh!"

The entire flying demon snake exploded directly in mid-air.

The broken limbs mixed with blood and water fell together, almost hitting Guan Zifu and the others below.

"Hey, that little red-haired beast, keep an eye on it when you kill it. There's someone down there!"

Guan Zifu shouted at Di Jiang.

"Hululu?"

Several question marks popped up on Di Jiang's head.

Are you talking to it?
Yan Shuyue sat on Qingluan's back and was about to touch Dijiang.
"Roar--!"

A roar full of pressure suddenly came from not far away, almost shaking the earth.

Yan Shuyue, who had the lowest cultivation level, couldn't bear it anymore, and blood surged in her chest.

Fortunately, in the next second, Di Jiang immediately cut open the space and blocked the domineering power.

Yan Shuyue, who had recovered, immediately looked up -

At the mouth of the abyss in the sky, a giant dragon snake, completely black and surrounded by thunder and lightning, was staring at her with a fierce look, as if it was of the same lineage as the demon snake just now.

Oh wow.

Daqing beat the young one, and then the old one came.

Although the ten-meter demon snake just now is not too small, compared with the hundred meters in length of this giant demon snake, the former is indeed a small one.

"Roar--!"

"Boom!"

As soon as the dragon snake came out, there was lightning and thunder.

'Even the voice has changed. It seems that this is a demon dragon that is about to turn into a demon dragon. "

Xiao Kunpeng said: "If we don't kill him, when it really becomes a problem, the Demon Suppression Pass will be in disaster." '

Yan Shuyue frowned immediately when she heard this.

But before she could say anything, the next second, Feng Wuhen suddenly jumped up from the ground and went straight towards the giant demonic dragon.

Apparently he also saw the threat of the giant demonic dragon.

Seeing this, Yan Shuyue relaxed and watched the battle leisurely.

Feng Wuhen's commonly used spiritual weapon outside was the Holy Fish Painting Spirit Plate, but on this demon battlefield, what he took out was a high-level demon slayer that Yan Shuyue had never seen before.

It was a very simple-looking scaled spear. Before injecting spiritual power, Yan Shuyue couldn't even tell that it was a high-level demon slayer.But the moment Feng Wuhen attached his mental power to it, the scaled spear suddenly became powerful and dispersed the demonic energy within a few hundred meters.

The momentum is comparable to that of the giant demonic dragon in the sky!
When the giant demonic dragon saw the scaled spear in Feng Wuhen's hand, its eyes turned red with anger, and then angrily started fighting Feng Wuhen in the air.

Yan Shuyue was very keen and understood something immediately.

It turns out that the scaled spear in Feng Wuhen's hand was made from the corpse of this kind of demonic dragon.

However, Yan Shuyue felt inexplicably that the scaly spear seemed to be more powerful than the giant demonic dragon.

Maybe it's not made of magic dragons, but of magic dragons.

Yan Shuyue was indeed right about this.

Feng Wuhen's scaled spear was forged by the Holy Master himself from the corpse of a demon dragon that he strangled during the largest demon attack a hundred years ago.

In that battle, the Holy Lord killed a total of five demon lords and created five of the most powerful high-level demon slayers.

The first item is the Panlin Spear in Feng Wuhen's hand.

The second, third, and fourth pieces are all in other hands.

And the last item was Yan Shuyue's Taiyi Demon-Breaking Bow which was still left in the courtyard of Bieyuan.

At this time, Yan Shuyue didn't even know about this. She couldn't help but feel excited when she saw the battle between a man and a dragon in the sky.

Although her current level of mental power is not very low, she actually doesn't have much experience in using mental power to fight against powerful enemies.

Therefore, she naturally wanted to observe more of such a rare powerful battle like this, as it would only be beneficial to her future battles without any harm.

"Little Kunpeng, in your opinion, how high is Feng Wuhen's mental power level now?"

'The realm of mental power is divided into mental power control users, mental power control masters, spiritual masters, immortal masters and spiritual masters. "

'A person like you who has top-level mental power talents is a mental power controller when he first started. After several years of practice, he is now an eighth-level mental power controller. His level of improvement can be said to be as fast as flying. '

Yan Shuyue thought of what she had said to Yun Mengling and Li Daoshu during the group assessment.

At that time, she casually told them that she was at level eight, but they didn't expect that she was really at level eight.

It's just that it's slightly different from the eighth-level manipulator that the two senior brothers and sisters thought. It's an eighth-level mental power manipulator.

'Don't be too complacent. '

Xiao Kunpeng reminded her a little, "Didn't you ask about Feng Wuhen's mental power level above? Let me tell you, his current mental power is a whole level higher than yours." '

Yan Shuyue was immediately surprised when she heard this: "Is he an eighth-level spiritual master?"

Xiao Kunpeng: 'No, no, no, there are only two small realms, one to nine, between mental power controller and controller. '

'The three higher levels are divided into four smaller levels: junior, intermediate, advanced and Dzogchen. Feng Wuhen's current level should be junior immortal master. '

'By the way, the realm of that holy master should be an intermediate master. '

'hiss! '

When Yan Shuyue heard this, she couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.

She also didn't expect that the gap between herself and Feng Wuhen would be so big.

"As expected of the only holy son of the temple, his talent is probably higher than mine."

'No, no, no, you are wrong again. '

Xiao Kunpeng corrected her again: "Didn't I tell you that your spiritual talent is top-notch, not worse than him at all, the only difference is the length of practice. At his current state, I'm afraid he has already practiced" For hundreds of years. '

'If you were given a hundred years, and with my help, your achievements would be higher than his, not lower. '

Yan Shuyue smiled. It was obvious that Xiao Kunpeng was really confident in her.

"You have said so, so I will have to work harder in my future cultivation in order to live up to your expectations."

While Yan Shuyue and Xiao Kunpeng were immersed in chatting, the battle between Feng Wuhen and the giant demon dragon in the sky seemed to be coming to an end——(End of this chapter)