Chapter 1111: It seems to be playing a big game...
The orc saintess are highly talented and accomplished in divination, but not many people know about it.
She took out a few special stones with demon essence from her body, and then kept swinging them on the table.
After a stick of incense, she looked a little dignified: "Those demon cultivators who supported the orcs have been captured."
The eagle-headed commander and several orcs present were immediately stunned: "What? Captured? How is it possible?"
The dark-type demon cultivator who came to support him is a well-known killer in the demon realm. Unless he encounters someone who is a spiritual emperor, he will be captured without the slightest movement.
"Can the Holy Maiden figure out who was captured by divination?" The eagle-headed man's face became more and more gloomy.
Holy Maiden shook her head: "The divination can't come out. There is a person with a very special fate. After the divination is deep, it seems to be covered with a layer of mist, so I can't see behind."
Immediately, she changed the conversation and added: "But from the perspective of the hexagram, the final destination of the Holy Spiritual Demon Cultivator should be here with us."
"Does that mean he will escape back?" The Eagle Head Commander pursed his lips and asked.
The Holy Maiden looked a bit complicated and puzzled: "The hexagram shows that the stars representing him have dimmed, and he must not live long."
"What?" The eagle-headed men were even more astonished. They couldn't help but suspect that the saint's divination was in name only.
Before a few people could speak, the space outside the wooden house suddenly fluctuated, and a few people walked out quickly.
"No need to check, your reinforcements are here!" Yu Qingqing's clear voice echoed over the wooden house.
Immediately, the eagle-headed commander and a few people saw a dark and dry branch falling to the ground.
"This, this is the body of that Spiritual Saint Demon Cultivator." An Orc Spiritual Saint couldn't help but exclaimed.
The eagle-headed man has captured the breath left by the Holy Spirit from the dry branches. This method of death is obviously caused by the absorption of all the demon power and essence.
This fact also made the eagle-headed man feel wary and fearful.
He looked up at the ten people who appeared arrogantly in midair, "I always thought that only the evil cultivators in the Temple of the Shadows could do this kind of thing that **** the demon power and essence. I didn't expect you to be the same."
"We never kill innocent people, we only do this to those who want us. If you don't believe it, you can try it."
Yu Qing hooked her lips lightly, and said in a slightly regretful tone: "Unfortunately, you are not from the dark department, otherwise you can barely get into the mouth of Xiao Tuo."
Although Fengchen has a black mandala, a weapon that can devour people's spiritual power and essence for cultivation, but it will never be used on innocent people. Only enemies can taste that taste.
Hearing Yu Qingqian's tone as if he was discussing what to eat today, the six leaders couldn't help but feel a little tingling in their scalps.
Fortunately, they have completely dispelled their desire to covet the nine-colored magic lotus, otherwise they will become human after the battle...
"What a big tone, didn't you think about being able to get out of here today?" The eagle-headed man sneered.
A burst of light suddenly burst out on his body, and then it was like a prairie blazing with stars. The light suddenly ignited around him, and a huge symbol was formed on the top of the mountain. At first glance, the prohibition on the planting pattern of the great master level was activated.
Looking at the prohibition of planting patterns that appeared on the top of the mountain, the expressions of the six leaders changed one after another. They obviously did not expect the other party to have such a defense.
I couldn't help but smile bitterly in my heart, this time killing chickens and monkeys seems to be playing a big game...