Miss Loser is too enchanting

Mang Qianjun joined the battle as people from the Peacekeeping Army came up, forming hand seals and releasing black Death Qi. This Death Qi enveloped the Peacekeeping Army, making it impossible for outsiders to see what was happening inside, but they could hear their agonized screams. By the time the Death Qi had dissipated, all that remained of the Peacekeeping Army were piles of bones.

Seeing the bones, Mang Qianjun nodded in satisfaction and said, "These bones are looking better and better!"

No sooner had he spoken than he heard the sound of a qin on the battlefield. Turning around, he saw Dugu Qianye playing rapidly on Xiaohuo’s back, as many of the men in black died amidst the qin’s music. When he recognized the qin in Dugu Qianye’s hands, his eyes widened and he exclaimed in a low voice, "Fuxiqin! The Fuxiqin has actually appeared in this world!"

Mang Qianjun watched Dugu Qianye play the Fuxiqin, so astonished that he nearly forgot about the battle.

"The Fuxiqin, the Fuxiqin is actually in her hands!" Mang Qianjun said, somewhat incredulously.

Mu Lin saw his comrades falling one by one and upon looking at Dugu Qianye, he also recognized the Fuxiqin.

"Fuxiqin!" Mu Lin’s eyes bulged, "The Fuxiqin has appeared in the world! What kind of person is that woman, to actually possess the Fuxiqin?"

Battling with Mu Lin, Fu Shang heard his words and snorted coldly, "My master owning these is not so strange. No matter who she is, you will all realize how big a mistake it was to come here today!"

Mu Lin looked at Fu Shang and said, "Azure Dragon, I didn’t expect you to also acknowledge a master! You were lucky the great battle back then didn’t claim your life, do you think you’ll be lucky again today?"

"Luck or strength, you’ll soon find out!" After saying this, Fu Shang condensed a Spiritual Power Water Dragon and attacked Mu Lin with it.

Seeing Fu Shang’s Water Dragon, Mu Lin moved his hands and a flame dragon took form, then he sent it towards the Water Dragon. The two dragons roared as they clashed in the air, engaging in battle.

On Xiaohuo’s back, Dugu Qianye rapidly strummed the strings of the qin. Although the sound waves killed many of the men in black, there were too many people sent by Yong Xing, and their power was quite advanced. So even with the attack of Dugu Qianye’s sound waves, many from the Phoenix Clan and the Purple Eagle still got injured or died.

"This will only result in more deaths!" Dugu Qianye looked at the men in black and inwardly calculated, finally pressing her hands down on the strings and making a decision. With a wave of her sleeve, the people of the Dark Clan emerged. The moment they appeared, the Fifth Pronouncement knew what was happening and attacked those people with a loud shout.

With the addition of the Dark Clan, the pressure on the Phoenix Clan lessened greatly. Dugu Qianye then called out the Advance Level Super Divine Beasts from the Refining Demon Pot. These Super Divine Beasts, who usually resided in the Refining Demon Pot and also helped them with Transformation, had long regarded Dugu Qianye as their master, even without a contract. Now that Dugu Qianye called them out, they all rushed to attack the Peacekeeping Team without hesitation.

Mang Qianjun saw Yong Xing’s people continuing their assault and Dugu Qianye’s expression of going all in. He sighed helplessly and waved his hands through the air. As he traced his hand movements, a black Spiritual Mist emerged, coalescing into a black circle. Once the circle was formed, Mang Qianjun made hand seals towards it and murmured in a language that everyone else couldn’t understand. The black mist in the circle slowly blended towards the center, turning the entire shape pitch black.

The bones that had been corroded by Mang Qianjun’s black mist were still on the ground. Seeing Mang Qianjun produce more black mist, the Peacekeeping Team stepped far away.

Mang Qianjun saw their reaction and laughed, excitedly watching the circle of black mist, "It’s been so long since I’ve had a good fight. If my power weren’t suppressed, tsk tsk, aren’t you coming out yet?"

"Gulu, gulu..." The black mist bubbled, making gurgling noises. As the sound grew louder, black shadows began to crawl out from the circle of black mist.

Mang Qianjun watched them crawl out and walked over to smack their heads, saying, "Crawling out again? Haven’t I said no crawling? This really ruins my image, doesn’t it?!"

"King, you always make the passage vertical, so we have no choice but to crawl out. If you made it horizontal, this wouldn’t happen," the person hit by Mang Qianjun retorted, covering his head.

Upon hearing the man dare to talk back to him, Mang Qianjun clapped his hands on the man’s head and cursed, "So now it’s my fault, is it?!"

"King, although you always forget, you shouldn’t get mad out of embarrassment!" The leader of the group must have had some status as he was quite familiar with Mang Qianjun, so he continued to tease Mang Qianjun while rubbing his head.

Mang Qianjun kicked the man’s butt and yelled, "Now go kill the enemy for me! If you don’t kill enough, spend two years on the eighteenth level when we get back!"

Upon hearing Mang Qianjun’s words, the shadows that just emerged from the dark fog charged to the front as if their blood had been spiked, snatching quite a few of Phoenix Clan’s opponents.

"Ugh..." Dugu Qianye, riding on Xiaohuo, watched Mang Qianjun summon the Black Shadow Army, somewhat speechless. However, he also felt a bit pleased because with the undying Black Shadow Army, Mu Lin’s men were getting beaten up badly.

Mang Qianjun looked at the battlefield with a smile and sighed, "Sigh, I should really take you out for a walk when there’s nothing to do. Otherwise, your combat effectiveness is dropping!"

At that moment, Long Aotian arrived with the Dragon Clan to help.

"Ancestor, we’re here to assist you!" The Dragon Clan roared and then all of them joined the fray.

Mu Lin glanced at his rapidly decreasing number of subordinates and, looking at Mang Qianjun and Long Aotian, said, "Dream King, Dragon Clan, are you also joining this battle?"

Long Aotian remained silent, but the expression on his face clearly showed the stance of the Dragon Clan.

Mang Qianjun shook his head and said, "I was just standing here when your men attacked me. I’m simply defending myself! But as the mighty King of Hell, how could I stoop to deal with these people? Naturally, I let my subordinates out. Once my Black Shadow Army starts fighting, they never stop, as everybody knows. You do know that, don’t you?! So just ignore them. Carry on, please, continue!"

"Dream King, don’t push me too far!" Mu Lin was furious. Mang Qianjun was clearly doing it on purpose, his Black Shadow Army was enthusiastically killing off his men while he was told to ignore it, which was impossible?!

"Where have I been bullying anyone? I’ve already said it, I’m just resisting legitimately!" Mang Qianjun argued shamelessly.

Fu Shang took advantage of Mu Lin’s distraction and unleashed several Divine Techniques in quick succession. Mu Lin dodged the first few but the last one hit him, causing blood to immediately spray from his mouth.

"Ugh... cough cough... ugh..." Mu Lin, clutching his chest, stumbled back a great distance before stopping, coughed a few times, and spat out a mouthful of blood. He looked down to see his chest had been torn open by Fu Shang’s Divine Technique, losing a large chunk of flesh, and blood was dripping down his clothes. "Azure Dragon, so you’ve also learned to launch a sneak attack!"