Please bring your best friends to practice immortality

Chapter 433 Demon Bird
The rest of the people, led by Zhao Wuxi, did not follow in, but waited quietly outside. After half an incense stick of time, a beam of light flew out from above the black hole. Zhao Wuxi's expression changed, and he said to everyone,

"Let's go!"

Although he was talking to everyone, his eyes fell on Gu Shiyi and Pu Yanlan. The two smiled bitterly and turned to look at Old Ma who was still confused.

"Let's go!"

The three held hands and flew over the magma lake first. They looked down and saw a familiar scene on the other side of the black hole. There were rocks of various colors and trees of strange shapes below. This place was just above the valley, and the members of the Sanyang Sect were walking among the trees, observing the environment everywhere. They must have found no danger, so they sent the message.
The three of them looked at each other, jumped down, and landed on the ground. Not long after, Zhao Wuxi and the Juque people landed beside them. Zhao Wuxi said to Que Wushuang,

"Chief, I think you know where our ancestors are sleeping... Please..."

Before he could finish his words, Que Wushuang looked up at the black hole above his head and said to Zhao Wuxi,
"Senior, the forbidden area is filled with demonic energy. To prevent the demonic energy from spreading and destroying all living things in the sea, please seal this exit..."

Seeing Zhao Wuxi standing with his hands behind his back, he continued,
“If this exit is not sealed, the underground fire will be damaged and I’m afraid that the magic circle will not be able to be suppressed. If our ancestors escape…”

When he said this, Zhao Wuxi raised his eyebrows and nodded.
"it is good!"

So he said to Lü Wubei,
"Junior brother..."

Lu Wubei raised his hand without saying a word and released the small bottle. The small bottle flew into the air, and the mouth of the bottle faced the top of his head and sucked. A drop of clear water returned to the bottle. The black hole above his head began to turn red little by little, and then turned into a fiery red, blocking the center of the magic circle again.

Seeing that the entrance and exit were blocked, Que Wushuang's expression showed a little strange, as if he was relieved, and also seemed to be secretly proud. Zhao Wuxi felt that he had won the game, and didn't take this Juque tribe member seriously at all, so he naturally didn't pay attention to Que Wushuang's expression, but Gu Shiyi and Pu Yanlan saw it, and they looked at each other with a little panic,
"When we escaped from the forbidden area, the sleeping demons here had already awakened. Que Wushuang coaxed Zhao Wuxi to close the entrance and exit. What was he planning?"

Among this group of people, except for the disciples of Sanyang Sect, the three of them are the weakest noobs. If a fight really breaks out, the aftermath of the fight between the Jindan stage cultivators will be enough to cause them trouble!
Now that the entrance is blocked, does that mean they have nowhere to escape?

Zhao Wuxi asked again,
"Chief, can you now point out the place where the ancestors of the Juque tribe are sleeping?"

After he finished speaking, his expression suddenly changed. Everyone looked towards the swamp. Except for the Juque people, everyone looked doubtful. The three people from the Juque tribe had different expressions. The taciturn middle-aged man was panicked and blurted out,
"Impossible... How could this happen..."

His next words were glared back by Que Wushuang, whose sharp eyes suddenly returned to their original state.

Que Wushuang and Que Wu pursed their lips tightly and said nothing. Everyone looked towards the direction of the swamp. The sky there, which was originally a light purple, began to deepen rapidly, and then turned into purple-black little by little, and finally became as dark as ink. The violent and crazy aura surged towards everyone like a wave. All the people rode their escape lights and flew into the air. Everyone's body protection light opened involuntarily. The people of Sanyang Sect knew that they would come to this devilish land and made preparations. Some of them sacrificed magic weapons, some took pills, and Pu Yanlan also took the pill. Only Gu Shiyi looked calm, with all the demonic energy in his body fully activated. The demonic energy released from his body barely resisted the incoming demonic energy.

Zhao Wuxi's face darkened upon seeing this, and he looked at Que Wushuang with an unfriendly gaze.
"You were the one who woke him up?"

Que Wushuang gave a bitter smile.
"Senior, you really think highly of me. If I had the ability, why would I be forced by you like this?"

What he said is true!

Judging from the demonic aura ahead, it is at least at the level of a demon king. Que Wushuang, a cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage, is not qualified to control it!

Zhao Wuxi turned his head back without saying a word and looked in the direction of the swamp. In the dark and thick demonic energy, a demon claw slowly stretched out. The scales on the demon claw were glowing blood-red. The foot-long nails were bent, and there were a few pieces of flesh and blood hanging from the claw tip, who knew where they came from.
"Thorn..."

As the claws of the devil swiped, a bolt of lightning emerged from the claws, tangled into a ball of electricity, and hit the ground.
"boom……"

With a loud bang, a huge pit appeared on the ground, still burning...

Zhao Wuxi, Lu Wubei and Ning Wuxia all looked extremely gloomy.

"Big Brother, this monster has actually awakened. I'm afraid the method we planned before is useless now!"

Ning Wuxia's brows were furrowed, Zhao Wuxi's eyes were flickering, but Lu Wubei still had no expression... As everyone watched, a huge monster emerged from the thick fog little by little. It was a giant bird with a strange head. The head of the giant bird was divided into three sides, and its neck seemed to be able to rotate infinitely. After it appeared, it began to turn its head non-stop, facing each side of it towards the crowd in turn. On the three sides were three human faces with fine features, small eyes, and hooked noses. All three faces had their eyes closed, one had a mouth corner upturned as if smiling, one had a mouth corner drooping as if crying, and the other had lips tightly closed, with no expression.

"Eh... isn't that right?"

Gu Shiyi leaned over and whispered in Pu Yanlan's ear,
"Do you remember the demon we met that day? As far as I can remember... it didn't look like this?"

Pu Yanlan took advantage of Gu Shiyi's cover and turned to look at the three people from the Juque clan. She saw that their expressions were also very strange. Looking at the three-faced demon owls, it was hard to tell whether they were crying or laughing. There was also a hint of indescribable sadness in the strangeness.

At this time, the three-faced demon owl was facing everyone with an expressionless face, and his eyes slowly opened, with purple light flashing in them, and he spoke to everyone,

"Who is here?"

As soon as it started to speak, its pressure increased sharply, and its devilish sound penetrated its body, causing several Sanyang Sect disciples to fall from midair. Seeing this, Gu Shiyi pulled Pu Yanlan and Lao Ma and winked at them. Pu Yanlan understood, and the protective divine light on her body was retracted, and she fell to the ground. Lao Ma did not understand at all, and when he saw Pu Yanlan fall, he chased after her, shouting.

"Yan'er, are you okay? Yan'er?"

Gu Shiyi hurriedly chased after the two of them. Their actions only attracted a glance from Zhao Wuxi. He knew that the realms of these three were too low, and it was not surprising that they could not withstand the pressure when encountering such a demon king-level!
Anyway, we are in this forbidden area, so there is no need to worry about them running away!
Zhao Wuxi turned around and focused all his attention on the three demon owls opposite. At this time, the only people who wanted to hide from the demon were Gu Shiyi and his two companions and the three members of the Juque clan. Without saying a word, the three members followed Gu Shiyi and the others and landed on the ground. Gu Shiyi winked at Pu Yanlan.
"Go and find out from them, is this strange bird with three faces really their ancestor?"

It seems that Que Wushuang has some favorable impression on Yan'er, maybe he can ask her something!

Pu Yanlan understood, took two steps forward, and said to Que Wushuang,

"My Lord, there must be more than one monster in this swamp, right? And... this three-faced demon owl is not the one we saw in the forbidden area earlier. Could it be... that it is really the ancestor of the nobles?"

Que Wushuang showed a very strange expression to Pu Yanlan. He looked like he wanted to laugh, but his face was full of bitterness. His laugh was uglier than his cry. He didn't say anything, but just looked at Pu Yanlan deeply.
"Pu Daoyou, I won't say much else. But if we wait a while, Zhao Wuxi and the others might not be able to protect themselves. Pu Daoyou... you should find a way to escape!"

Pu Yanlan was stunned. Que Wushuang ignored her and turned around to lead Que Wu and the middle-aged man away!
Seeing that she couldn't get any information out of him, Pu Yanlan pulled Lao Ma and Gu Shiyi back in another direction.
"Yan'er, what does he mean by this?"

Gu Shiyi thought for a while and said,

"I feel there are too many secrets in this forbidden area. Zhao Wuxi and the others were probably tricked by Que Wushuang and the others. Let's be careful!"

After a pause, Gu Shiyi looked around and then whispered,
"Yan'er, that little white horn is making a fuss again!"

Before they entered the forbidden area, on the hill, Pu Yanlan gave her storage bag to Gu Shiyi. After coming out, she was busy and had not taken her things back. The things of the two people on the left and right were mixed together. One collected them, and I collected them. No one paid attention. At this time, Gu Shiyi felt the movement of the white horn and hurriedly told Pu Yanlan,

"Well……"

Pu Yanlan looked at the three-faced demon owl that had already started fighting with Lu Wubei in mid-air, her delicate brows knitted tightly, and after thinking for a long time, she suddenly said,

"Eleven, do you think we lured out the monster ahead?"

"what……"

Gu Shiyi opened his mouth wide, but his eyes were rolling around. He thought for a long time and scratched his scalp.
"It seems... it's really possible!"

According to the Juque tribe, they were said to have entered and exited the forbidden area quite often in the past, and their ancestors had woken up several times, all because of external stimulation. The last time they were fine in the forbidden area, until they went up the mountain and Yan'er took out the little white horn, and the ground suddenly shook. The two had never thought about it before, but now the little white horn has started to toss around in the storage bag again. Could it be that they are really meeting old folks and want to reminisce about the past?
Gu Shiyi thought for a moment and asked quietly,
"Yan'er, how about...I take that little horn out?"