Chapter 1047: Longevity: My Farming-Style Cultivation Is Too Steady Chapter 1047 Unexpected Surprise

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Protagonist:

Xu Zhangqing

"But..."

Fenglong furrowed his brow, not too willing to give up in his heart.

Xu Zhangqing's gaze fell on Fenglong and Mu Qingshuang, and he continued: "What if what awaits you on the Central Region side is a trap?

The Zhenyue Chariot and the Liu Shuang Boat are very important to us; once caught in an ambush, that wouldn't be good."

"Right!"

"Indeed!"

"We can only let it go!"

Hearing this, Fenglong and Mu Qingshuang decisively withdrew their magic power.

Xu Zhangqing added: "In this battle, our objective has already been achieved.

The demon tide has been completely annihilated, the Demon Emperor escaped back wounded, and the Dongyu Defense Line remains unmoved.

Next, replenish spirit stones where they need replenishing, repair arrays where they need repairing; every person and every demon that died must have an account to settle."

Mu Qingshuang curled her lips and couldn't help but curse: "It got off cheap!"

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Central Region.

When Bi Xin escaped back to the Demon Race nest using Blood Burning Escape, she was nearly drained dry.

More than half of the scales on her snake tail had peeled off.

Her shoulders and waist were even more torn by Kong Ling's sharp claws into several deep wounds visible to the bone.

Blood Burning Escape burned nearly three-tenths of her own essence blood, and in terms of Dao Xing, she lost at least a thousand years.

When she dragged her damaged body out, the Demon Kings and Great Demons along the way all glanced sideways at this sight.

Some subconsciously moved to the side.

Some had already hung a faint smile at the corners of their mouths.

Bi Xin ignored those fellows and crawled straight toward Demon God Kong Fang.

Kong Fang sat at the highest place, behind him the Seven-Colored Tail Screen unfurled, the eye-like patterns on nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine tail feathers flashing and flickering.

When His gaze swept over Bi Xin, within those peacock eyes of Seven-Colored Concentric Circles there was no change at all, and He said in a flat tone: "Defeated?"

Bi Xin lay on the ground, her snake tail curled behind her, using the last of her strength to recount the battle situation at the Eastern Region Border in full detail.

For example, how the Dragon-Tiger Phantom of the Zhenyue Chariot crushed the frontal charge of the demon tide.

How the freezing qi of the Liu Shuang Boat blocked the left wing's flanking route.

And that Qingmu Sect Sect Master named Xu Zhangqing, although he made no move from beginning to end, forced Kong Ling, who possesses Demon God bloodline, to drive her to the point where she had to use Blood Burning Escape to save her life.

"That's it?"

A Demon King covered head to toe in Bone Armor beside them coldly laughed, his voice like two dry bones rubbing against each other, saying rather harshly: "Before setting out, you boasted that the puny human defense line couldn't hold out for even one hour.

And now?"

"Bone Emperor, say a few words less."

Another Demon King wrapped in black smoke descended from the air; he glanced at the wounds on Bi Xin's body, then said thoughtfully: "Looking at these wounds, could it be that little peacock stepped on them?

Seems this brat usually eats plenty of snakes!"

The little peacock is naturally Kong Ling.

Regarding her becoming a human cultivator's mount, these Demon Emperors were also very surprised.

"Losing to Kong Ling isn't disgraceful!"

"After all, she is a direct descendant of the Demon God!"

"Hahaha!"

The Bone Armor Demon Emperor and the Flying Demon Emperor looked at each other and simultaneously let out harsh laughter.

Several Demon Kings beside them, though they didn't dare act rudely before Demon God Kong Fang, also had expressions carrying a few points of gloating.

In the Demon Realm, losing a battle isn't shameful.

What's shameful is having to listen to the mockery of others of the same kind after losing.

The demon tide was gone.

The Demon Kings she led out were all dead.

In the end, only she returned alive.

Bi Xin was extremely angry in her heart, but had not a single word of complaint; she could only bury her head lower, the tip of her snake tail trembling slightly from humiliation.

Kong Fang said nothing, His gaze sweeping over Bi Xin, the glow in His pupils pausing slightly.

He did not focus on Bi Xin's wounds and sorry state like those Demon Emperors, but His eyes narrowed, as if He sensed something.

It was an extremely faint aura, not belonging to Bi Xin, not belonging to the Demon Realm.

And it carried a faint fluctuation of vitality and creation intertwined.

Originally hidden extremely deeply; if not for Kong Fang being the Demon God, He probably wouldn't have discovered it.

Even Bi Xin herself as the host was completely unaware.

Kong Fang did not remind her, but raised a finger, and a wisp of demon light brightened at His fingertip.

Although as tiny as a needle tip, it contained a terrifying pressure that made the spines of all the Demon Emperors present turn cold, and then right before their eyes it directly pierced through Bi Xin's flesh and blood.

"How?"

"Bi Xin was punished?"

"The Demon God is angry!"

Seeing this scene, the hearts of all the demons present were startled.

Right at this time, Bi Xin's abdomen suddenly swelled up.

Then at a speed visible to the naked eye, it became larger and larger, as if pregnant.

It finally sensed it; its upright rhombic snake pupils suddenly widened, and then it opened its mouth wanting to say something, but what surged up from its throat was not sound, but countless green vines.

These vines spread out simultaneously from Bi Xin's mouth, eye sockets, ear holes, and the gaps between every scale on its snake tail.

Initially, each one was only as thick as a hair strand, yet they spread wildly like living things.

After absorbing a large amount of Bi Xin's blood essence, they began to continuously grow and swell.

Even more astonishing, the vines were covered in dense barbs, and on the barbs flowed a gentle yet deadly green light.

Bi Xin's massive body, in merely a few breaths, was propped up by countless vines into a gigantic plant cocoon.

Its flesh and blood turned into rich nutrients, and then were devoured by these vines at a terrifying speed; its originally plump upper body rapidly withered and shriveled.

The flesh and blood on the snake tail peeled off layer by layer, revealing the pale white bones beneath.

The vines took Bi Xin as soil, flesh and blood as nutrients, and took root and sprouted inside its body.

The surrounding Demon Emperors, Demon Kings, and Great Demons had not yet reacted to understand what had happened before they were entangled by countless vines.

These vines were even tougher than Xuan Iron; once they wrapped around something they crazily tightened, the barbs they carried deeply embedding into flesh and blood, and began to suck blood essence along the wounds.

A few Demon Kings with slightly lower Dao Xing were sucked dry within a few breaths, directly turning into shriveled husks, not even having time to let out a scream before dying violently on the spot.

"Something's wrong!"

The Flying Bird Demon Emperor shrieked once, immediately flapping its wings and soaring into the sky.

The Bone Armor Demon Emperor slapped both palms on the ground, and black bone walls rose from the earth, blocking the sweeping vines before its body.

As a result, the vines crazily slammed into the bone walls, emitting a cracking sound like a beating drum; on the thick black bone walls, dense cracks appeared in the blink of an eye.

"No!"

"What technique is this?"

"Save... save me!"

Amidst the chaos, Kong Fang finally made a move.

He rose from his seat, and the Seven-Colored Tail Screen behind him unfurled.

The eye-shaped patterns on nine thousand nine hundred ninety-nine tail feathers lit up with brilliant seven-colored light, a space fluctuation visible to the naked eye spreading out in all directions with him at the center.

Wherever the fluctuation passed, all things fell into a state of motionless stillness.

The twisting vines halted in mid-air, the Flying Bird Demon Emperor maintained its wing-flapping posture, the cracks on the bone wall ceased spreading, even those few Demon Kings that had been sucked dry were frozen in their final struggling poses, as if the entire space had solidified!