"How can you not be surprised? Don't you know what a good martial art means?" Zhong Qinglei did not agree with Liu Zhengyang's statement and refuted seriously.

Then, he picked up the Demon Sutra, walked back slowly, and handed it to Liu Zhengyang.

Liu Zhengyang was stunned for a moment before asking, "Give it to me?"

"It was the thing you got first, I just returned it to you." Zhong Qinglei changed his excitement just now and said casually: "For you who want to cultivate demons, this technique is just right, which can make your magic cultivation catch up with the immortal path in the shortest time."

Liu Zhengyang took the Demon Sutra, flipped it around a few times, and then put it in close proximity.

He smiled and said, "It's OK. I'll turn around and have someone copy it for you. It should be of great help to you."

After saying that, Liu Zhengyang and others continued to loot the treasures left by the strong man.

Of course, for safety reasons, they didn't move the head and tail things.

After almost looting the things, they continued to move forward.

After passing through a maze-like area, they passed through a doorway, and the dizzying feeling at the beginning appeared on them again. However, because they had an experience, they were very calm and faced it with a very ordinary attitude.

When they woke up again, they found themselves in a room.

The two sides of the room were filled with weapon stands, and the weapons stands were covered with swords, guns, swords and halberds, which looked like an ordinary martial artist’s training room.

It is difficult for Liu Zhengyang to associate it with the powerful demon cultivator.

Because for monks, there are obviously better ways to fight, why use such primitive melee weapons? Isn’t it delicious to use long-range attacks or pure energy attacks?

"The room is closed." Liu Zhengyang observed the room for a while, and then said curiously: "What is the purpose of transferring us to this kind of place? Do you want us to take away the weapons here? Are the weapons here also carefully made by the magic powerhouses back then?"

"It's possible." Zhong Qinglei nodded, walked over and picked up a big knife.

Buzz!

The moment the big knife was picked up, the whole room seemed to shake.

Then, a large number of purple light spots gathered from all directions, and finally a tall figure condensed in the center of the room. The tall figure emitted powerful aura and energy fluctuations, no weaker than Zhong Qinglei, and looked at Zhong Qinglei.

What's even more bizarre is that the purple figure also has a big knife in his hand, exactly the same as that in Zhong Qinglei's hand.

"What's the situation?" Zhong Qinglei was a little confused.

Liu Zhengyang felt something vaguely and quickly reminded Zhong Qinglei: "Zhong Qinglei, be careful! He wants to fight you!"

As soon as Liu Zhengyang finished speaking, the purple figure turned into an arrow and rushed towards Zhong Qinglei.

After approaching Zhong Qinglei, he first jumped high, and then took advantage of the downward momentum to slash Zhong Qinglei's neck.

Zhong Qinglei was reminded by Liu Zhengyang and had already reacted.

After seeing the purple figure's movements, he sneered disdainfully: "Silly fighting style, don't you think you can kill me like this, right?"

Zhong Qinglei stood firmly at his feet and greeted him with one knife from bottom to top.
Chapter completed!