Chapter 3882

If the distance was too far, he would have no way to sense their rough positions.

But the current distance was just right.

Otherwise, he would have been ambushed by these three demons; once they chose to sneak attack, he felt that he would have suffered relatively serious injuries before the battle even began.

Xue'er fell into deep thought, and soon he had a plan.

"Since that is the case, I will use their own tactics against them."

"And let them see…"

While speaking, Xue'er's thoughts moved.

Suddenly, another person appeared beside him, looking exactly like him.

"Sun Wukong taught me the Clone Technique; it's quite good now, and it can finally come in handy."

Following that, Xue'er's clone flew toward the front quickly.

Not long after, his true body had arrived within the encirclement.

At this time, the few demons hiding in the dark were preparing to make a move.

In the next blink of an eye,

they flew out one after another and surrounded Xue'er directly.

"Where are you running to?"

"I didn't expect it to be a little lady; she looks quite pretty."

"Not bad, not bad; if we eat her directly, it would truly be a pity."

While speaking, the ox-headed great demon started to drool; it was clear he was particularly greedy.

After all, for these tens of thousands of years, they had no opportunity to enter the territory of the Human Race.

Wanting to use mortals as their food was also an extremely difficult thing.

"Sure enough, it's a mortal cultivator; not bad; if we eat her meat, our cultivation will also not be small."

At this time,

the demons started discussing how to eat Xue'er.

Then, an expression of pain appeared on Xue'er's face.

"Please let me go; I really came here by accident."

At this very moment, Xue'er had started to beg for mercy.

The faces of these demons immediately revealed white smiles.

"Did you hear that? She is begging us for mercy."

"I said it; these mortals are truly too weak; even if they cultivate all the time, they at most reach the cultivation of an Earth Immortal."

"But compared to our Demon Race, such a gap is very large."

"Moreover, this time we received the grace of a Quasi-Saint level great demon, and our cultivation has all reached the Heavenly Soldier level."

This demon was as proud as he could be.

While they were talking, these sounds also fell into Wu Feng's ears.

At this time, Wu Feng was very close to them, preparing to observe this battle.

But when he heard them mention this matter, Wu Feng revealed a surprised expression.

"Are these Quasi-Saint level great demons really so careless to share their power with these ordinary demons?"

Wu Feng could not help but fall into deep thought, suddenly feeling that the situation was a bit wrong.

In his cognition, those Quasi-Saint level great demons would absolutely not give even a bit of their power to other demons.

Because in the world of the Demon Race, it could be said to be a world where the weak are prey to the strong.

Here, many people are struggling to survive.

Once one gives one's power to other demons, then one might have big trouble; but now those Quasi-Saint level great demons actually did so, which is a bit strange.

So Wu Feng indeed could not understand the reason for this problem.