NFBE Chapter 556 Disguised as a demon, he ambushed his junior sister.
Chapter 556 Disguised as a demon, he ambushed his junior sister.
"You can't beat her!"
The angry voice of Long Siyin echoed in Xue Lan's mind, and a chill ran down her spine. She spun around on her feet even faster.
A beam of dark magical light descended into the demonic tide below. Xue Lan raised her hand to adjust the hood of her cloak and tapped the inner demon within her sea of consciousness:
"rely on you."
"Do you really have to do this?" The inner demon rose from in front of the stone table, releasing a wisp of cold demonic energy from his fingertips, enveloping Xue Lan entirely.
"Disguising himself as a demon to ambush his junior sister, there are very few people in the entire Yuanming Realm who would do something like that."
Xue Lan felt the demonic energy coursing through her body and teased, "Then I'm one of them now."
The inner demon sighed helplessly: "Do you want me to come and save you when you can't win?"
Xue Lan nodded vigorously: "Yes, yes."
She just wanted to test her junior sister's vigilance and...
It shouldn't be to the point of risking one's life.
With that thought, the woman transformed into a wisp of black mist and disappeared among the many demonic beasts.
Ji Jinjin arrived at the end of this demonic tide, the most suitable hiding place for high-level demons. It was nearly two miles away from the Duanshui Pass city wall. The woman planted the Xuansha Spear in the ground, took out an exquisite little wine jar from her storage bag, and then drank alone as if no one else was around.
The surrounding magical beasts dared not approach her, nor did the high-ranking demons hiding in the shadows.
Ji Jinjin was infamous; every demon in any tribe in the lower realm knew she was extremely vigilant and had a deep-seated bloodlust. She even discovered when two early-stage Nascent Soul demon lords joined forces against Andy.
In the end, she died a gruesome death, her demonic soul filling the strange spear in her hand.
Not only did they dare not make a move, some demons whose cultivation was lower than Ji Jinjin's did not even dare to release the slightest killing intent, for fear that they would be discovered by this person and their souls would be scattered.
Ji Jinjin stood there drinking alone, originally hoping to attract the restless demons by pretending to be relaxed. But seeing that no demons took the bait for a long time, she felt it was not interesting. The woman put away the wine jar and kicked the spear shaft. The spear twirled in her hand several times.
It seems she'll have to find it herself.
The moment that thought crossed her mind, Ji Jinjin suddenly saw a red butterfly.
Not far away, on the corpse of a huge low-level magical beast, a beautiful red butterfly was perched.
As fiery and intense as blood.
The red butterfly seemed to sense the woman's gaze, and it fluttered its wings tremblingly towards Ji Jinjin, finally landing on the tip of the spear that the woman was pointing at.
Ji Jinjin's lips curled slightly.
This has finally brought her an interesting opponent.
The woman gazed silently at the butterfly perched on the tip of her gun. It looked incredibly fragile, naively crawling from the tip to the shaft, its wings constantly scattering spark-like red specks of light.
Ji Jinjin found it somewhat amusing.
Amidst the deafening battle cries and rampant demonic energy of the battlefield, a delicate butterfly suddenly appeared.
The person behind this is either too confident in themselves or underestimates her.
The thought had barely crossed her mind when Ji Jinjin felt an unbearable burst of fire coming from in front of her.
It erupted from the body of the red butterfly.
The woman smiled gently and pressed the tip of her gun down slightly.
"Crack!"
Accompanied by a terrifying flash of lightning, the scorching flames that ignited on the red butterfly's body were blocked by a large net of lightning, preventing them from getting any closer to Ji Jinjin.
General Ji, clad in light armor, looked up slightly through the crackling lightning and firelight before him, his purple phoenix eyes meeting a small figure shrouded in black mist behind the flames.
The voice appeared to belong to a woman of short stature, who was completely shrouded in a black cloak exuding a heavy demonic aura, making it impossible to see her face clearly.
Xue Lan gently raised her hand to catch the red butterfly that flew down from the tip of Ji Jinjin's spear, and heard the somewhat disappointed voice of the inner demon in her ear:
"Would you call that a sneak attack?"
You're practically whispering in someone's ear: Get ready, I'm about to ambush you!
Xue Lan retorted irritably, "Mind your own business when it comes to Senior Sister's affairs!"
The inner demon angrily shut its mouth. Xue Lan then looked at Ji Jinjin and spoke in a hoarse voice:
"I have long admired General Ji's reputation, and meeting him today confirms that it is indeed well-deserved."
"I've long heard of your great name, is it today that I finally meet you?" Ji Jinjin sized up the strange demon in front of her.
She had never seen such a strange demon on the desolate battlefield before. Could it be one of the demon gods' children that the Great World had once mentioned?
The woman slightly curled the corners of her lips, the tip of her gun pointing directly at Xue Lan not far away:
"You say you've heard so much about me, why don't you reveal your true face so I can see it too!"
As soon as she finished speaking, several streaks of purple lightning shot up from where Ji Jinjin was holding the gun, heading straight for Xue Lan's face.
Ji Jinjin never engages in internal strife. Since the demon in front of her is hesitant and unwilling to show his true form, she will unveil the veil herself and see for herself.
Xue Lan looked at the lightning striking in front of her and casually raised her hand and waved it.
The gray demonic energy instantly engulfed the small area. Ji Jinjin stood in the middle of the demonic energy, with a vague sense of foreboding.
This demon is not easy to deal with.
A gust of wind came rushing towards her, and Ji Jinjin raised her gun to block it first.
"Ding!"
A short, sharp clang of metal clashing rang out before her. Ji Jinjin felt as if the object she struck weighed a ton. The shockwave from their clash dispersed some of the surrounding demonic energy. Ji Jinjin looked up at the object opposite her.
The other person was holding a hammer, a hammer that was flowing with demonic energy and magma.
The woman squinted slightly.
With her limited knowledge, she couldn't even discern the quality of this hammer.
"That's perfect," Ji Jinjin said, twirling the spear in her hand before thrusting it at the person in front of her once more.
I snatched it and gave it to my senior sister.
"Clang!" Another collision occurred. Xue Lan's face was covered by a thick layer of gray mist, obscuring his expression. In fact, his face was already somewhat distorted beneath the gray mist.
The woman's hands trembled slightly, and her gaze towards Ji Jinjin was full of admiration.
In just over a decade, Ji Jinjin had already achieved a state of perfect harmony with the spear imbued with the demonic soul of the Demon Lord Xuan Shuo. Every strike was infused with both her own killing intent and the spear's killing intent. The sheer amount of power was almost overwhelming for her.
The inner demon tapped on the table in the sea of consciousness, its tone full of schadenfreude:
"So, do you need my help?"
Xue Lan decisively refused her: "No need, thank you."
The woman moved her wrists and placed them on the hammer handle again. The entire hammer was burning like flint, with sparks constantly flying out.
It's like carrying a sun!