Chapter 350: Robbery

In the past, carriages and horses were very slow and letters were far away.

You will never meet many mental patients in your life.

All countries now have newspapers.

The leader of this sect gets a headache every day from the stupid and annoying person who is far away in the corner of the corner.

——Taken from the Supreme Holy Demon of Heaven and Earth, Chapter 6729 of "My Diary" by Demon God Zhang

Death Battle Ridge.

Black wind, black earth, black clouds.

A rancid smell filled the air. Not a blade of grass will grow, and there will be endless broken bones.

At a glance, it is a place of despair and death.

There wasn't even a complete body, and everything that could move had gone with the Underworld Bone Demon.

The Demonic Cultivators of the Soul Sect who were originally stationed here all retreated and retreated again.

The huge Death Battle Ridge now has a large uninhabited area.

Not even wild dogs or crows will come near here.

The strong death aura can spread hundreds of miles away.

Even a demon cultivator would not want to stay in a place like this for a long time. The aura is too heavy and can easily infiltrate the whole body. If you don't cultivate enough, you will really become ugly.

Don't think that magic cultivators don't have appearance anxiety.

Although they are ugly, they also have pursuits!

"It ruins the place, ruins the errand, ruins the mission!"

A figure paced back and forth among the broken bones, roaring angrily.

There were four demon cultivators beside them, all dressed in uniform, black as ink, embroidered with Taotie demon patterns.

They all have ugly faces and their own ugly ways. They are all obviously demon cultivators from the Heavenly Demon Sect.

A standard five-person team with pretty good cultivation.

The leader who was scolding was nicknamed Brother Neng. He was also a "well-known figure" in the Tianmo Sect, and he followed the black-robed elder.

Legend has it that Brother Neng was able to hang out with the black-robed elder mainly because he performed a "fake injury" in front of the sect leader. Because his acting skills were too "realistic", he was noticed by the sect leader and was sent to the black-robed elder to serve as his assistant.

You know, the elder in black robe is doing undercover work. To attack him is basically the same as "death"!

Brother Neng can actually survive until now, it really requires some skill.

Of course, he remained tight-lipped about how Brother Neng survived, never revealing any details.

It's just that someone saw Brother Neng looking at the moon and meditating on a random night, as if thinking about the past, and then touching his buttocks while leaving emotional tears.

The past cannot be looked back upon in the bright moonlight!

Recently, Brother Neng finally received a new mission and was sent out to help the sect leader place gems and communicate at Death Battle Ridge.

As soon as he heard about this mission, he was the first to come without hesitation. What stood out was his loyalty! (It is said that the elder in black robe told him to get out. His acting skills were so bad.)

Following him were four demon cultivators who were transferred from the dark hall.

Taking the gems and mission manual given by the sect, we quickly arrived at the Death Battle Ridge.

They also rushed slowly and hurriedly, not daring to delay at all.

But it was a pity that when they finally arrived at the Death Battle Ridge. The battle between the Soul Sect and the Righteous Alliance is over!

The Underworld Bone Demon directly bulldozed the righteous coalition forces!

Then, the Underworld Bone Demon took the corpse ghosts and most of the demon cultivators from the Soul Sect and left the Death Battle Ridge in a mighty manner.

For a moment, Brother Neng and others didn't know whether it was better to follow them or stay.

In the end, he decided to stay. After all, the mission given to them by the sect was to place gems at the Death Battle Ridge and receive communications from the sect leader at any time. Instead of letting them track the Underworld Bone Demon.

In addition, with the level of the five of them, as long as the Underworld Bone Demon discovers it, it must be that the zombie has not escaped.

Five people haven’t lived enough yet!

After that, they stayed here and lived on solid food every day.

I stayed in this inhospitable place for many days.

I don’t dare to leave, but I don’t want to stay.

Brother Neng was going crazy. He felt that they had been completely forgotten by the sect master.

If he had known this, he might as well have taken advantage of the black-robed elder, even if it was...

Forget it, forget it, why is death not death?

After walking around for a few times, Brother Neng sat down again.

The people around him advised him: "Brother Neng, forget it. The sect must have forgotten us."

"No one will come. Let's stay for a while, and then we can take turns guarding here. Then we can go back and report to the sect."

"Yes, send someone out to inquire about the news. It will be easy to find someone from the sect."

"Brother Neng, let's have a piece of cake!"

Brother Neng pushed the cake away with one hand. He almost vomited after eating the cake recently. He would rather eat dirt.

Suddenly, Brother Neng looked into the distance and saw a black dot appear.

He rubbed his eyes carefully to make sure it wasn't eye mucus. Brother Neng immediately stretched his neck to take a look.

"Get up, everyone, look and see if anyone is coming!"

Several demon cultivators stood up immediately.

People are coming? Where is it? Where is it? Is there anyone coming to this shitty place? Could it be that the Demonic Cultivators from the Soul Sect came back to kill them again?

Several people looked at it together, and the little guy with the best eyes said: "It's a demon cultivator, and he also has a corpse with him!"

Brother Neng glared and said, "It must be from the Soul Sect."

The follower nodded and said, "It must be, the clothes are all from the Soul Sect."

Brother Neng stretched out his long tongue and licked his lips. It was rare to see a person. How could he not rob him... No, say hello?

The thoughts of several demon cultivators present were obviously the same.

The follower whispered: "Brother Neng, do you want to do it?"

Brother Neng smiled and said: "I definitely have to do it, but the question is how to do it? Wait, are you talking about what I want to do?"

The follower replied: "I don't know which one you are talking about, but what I am talking about is doing. There is no other way. Brother Neng, are you going to do it or not?"

Brother Neng opened his mouth slightly, then raised his hand and slapped the follower.

"You are telling me this tongue twister! Do it!"

With a wave of his hand, some people around him began to rub their hands.

Everyone lay on the ground and waited for this sucker to arrive.

They were all wearing black Tianmo Sect martial robes, which were absolutely integrated with the black cursed land.

Closer, closer!

As soon as he saw the other party's unlucky appearance, Brother Neng could guess that he must be a deserter.

Shame on you!

Such a big sect as the Soul Sect actually has deserters.

Shame on you!

It would be fine if he ran away, but he didn't even take his brothers with him, and ran away with a corpse ghost!

He lost his mind!

He ran towards the direction of the Death Battle Ridge when he ran away. Don't you know that he will be killed even if he returns to the Soul Sect? This is a retard!

When they thought that the other party had no wisdom, everyone became more confident.

Hundred steps, fifty steps, thirty steps, twenty steps!

Feeling that the distance was about right, Brother Neng suddenly waved his hand.

"Fuck!"

The five people jumped up directly.

The vicious dog pounced on the shit!

The black tiger dug out the heart!

The hyena dug out the anus!

The wild boar charged!

The crow sat on the forehead!

The black light suddenly appeared, and in an instant, the corpse ghost next to it was knocked away on the spot. In a flash, the corpse broke directly.

The unlucky guy was sat on the ground fiercely.

Brother Neng used the famous trick of the great master Zhang and twisted his butt a few more times.

"Don't move! I'll sit on you to death!"