The Second Generation of Xiu Only Wants Salted Fish

Feng Xi Demon Lord’s last spiritual thoughts have disappeared with the wind, and there is no extra inheritance left for Shen Yanning. No matter how unwilling, there is no other way. Shen Yanning adjusted his head for a moment, and when he raised his head again, he returned to his former look, no more The resentment in the eyes.

The danger has been eliminated, and all kinds of wrongs just come to mind.

Qing Tong frowned: "Obviously it is the prisoner demon formation, the prisoner is the demon race, why are there spirit devourers targeting the righteous monks in the formation?"

Jing Yueshan turned his head and walked to Demon Feng Xi’s grave. He thought for a moment, "It is Demon Feng Xi’s handwriting. He used means to hide the Spirit Devourer in the large formation, trying to break the formation. ,pity…"

It's a pity that he underestimated the determination of the ancient immortal monarch to kill him, and he didn't expect the spiritual energy of the cultivating world to be so thin.

Demon Lord Feng Xi's devilish energy was bound by layers of arrays, and the Devourer could not get his specific position, and it was impossible to gnaw at the periphery for a while. Later, the world of cultivating immortals changed drastically, and the spiritual energy dropped extremely thin. The Devourers had to live in places with abundant spiritual energy. From then on, they all fell into dormancy until the Prisoner Demon Array was defeated. A few of them accidentally touched the leak. So far, the dormant Spirit Devourer awakened from its dormancy and found it here along the trace of the devilish energy.

The reason for this, Qingtong understood after a little thought, his eyes were deep: "The battle between immortals and demons tens of thousands of years ago covered up too many unknown secrets."

Jing Yueshan was silent. She had the secret of the world of cultivating immortality in her heart, but she did not dare to say it easily. It was only her inner doubts. Can the upper cultivators of the world of cultivating know the inside story?

Alas, I was upset. I only wanted to change my fate of early death. How could it be unreasonably related to such major events? Is this kind of thing she can bear?

At this point, Jing Yueshan had to bury her depression in her heart. For the time being, the matter of the upper realm was left behind. The most important thing was to quickly break through the prisoner demon and escape.

The Spirit Devourer has faded away, and the Prison Demon Array has not yet revealed its strength. It is not suitable to stay here for a long time. Qingtong pinched the direction of the exit of the Array, and the three of them continued to move forward.

The gust of wind just now disappeared as the Spirit Devouring Worm faded, and the sun was shining again in the big array.

Jingyueshan looked at the green hills in the distance, and said with emotion: "This place is so hidden. For tens of thousands of years, no one has set foot before us."

The Prison Demon Formation has formed its own enchantment, hidden in the secret realm of Tongningyuan for tens of thousands of years without anyone discovering it, and the outside world has never known the mystery here.

Shen Yanning was in a low mood, "I don't know for sure, maybe someone has come in but failed to get out, so naturally I can't deliver the news."

The three fell silent, and they might not be able to escape.

Jing Yueshan smiled suddenly, even if she and Shen Yanning died here, Qingtong would not die. The Prison Demon Great Array must become famous in the world of cultivating immortals this time.

According to Qingtong's calculation, the three walked into the mountainside from the foot of the mountain. The dense vegetation blocked the bright sunlight tightly, and the thick mist lingered all over, and the visibility in front of them suddenly decreased.

The atmosphere in the mountain's belly is particularly wrong. There are only dense vegetation, but there is no sound of any other animals. The branches and leaves are fixed in the distance as if they are still.

Jing Yueshan's breathing became more cautious, and she always felt that the Prison Demon Great Formation hadn't attacked yet, she was holding a big move.

After bypassing a rugged path, the front was suddenly open, but the sight in front of her shocked Jing Yueshan again, and she couldn't say anything for a while.

The corpses all over the ground tightly packed the open space in front of them. Unlike the dark corpses of the previous demons, these are all righteous disciples. The degree of corruption of the bones varies, but most of them are incomplete, and some are already incomplete. Cheng Sensen was boneless, but some were still vivid, as if he had just died recently.

Jing Yueshan even found that some bones were wearing uniforms issued by Gui Yuanzong. The body of that person was already rotten and could not tell who it was.

Every time the secret realm of Tongningyuan opens, a group of disciples will be broken. It seems that some have died here. After so many years, no one can escape successfully.

Jingyueshan's heart couldn't help but a deep chill, could they be the only lucky ones to break free?

Shen Yanning's words were true, and her voice was trembling at the moment, "They all died here. After so many years, Zongmen has not received any news."

As she said, she clutched Jingyueshan's arm tightly, and the anxiety in her eyes seemed to overflow, "Senior Sister Jing, will we die here?"

Shen Yanning's initial ambition was defeated by the setbacks along the way. She had to work so hard to get to where she is today, and she cannot accept that she might fall here.

Jing Yueshan's performance along the way really made Shen Yanning sour and envious, but the crisis of death was hanging in the sky, and Shen Yanning didn't care so much, and only subconsciously wanted to rely on Jing Yueshan.

Shen Yanning's expression was extremely tight, and Jing Yueshan's arm was tightly clenched.

Jing Yueshan's helpless comfort: "Let's be careful and we'll be fine." Think about it really helplessly. In this novel world, no matter what the predicament is, can the hero and heroine die as soon as the game starts? Shen Yanning and Qingtong are probably okay, so it's hard for her to be a cannon fodder.

But this is hard to say, and she has to comfort the hostess with a gentle voice. Jing Yueshan feels bitter in her heart, quietly playing up the spirit of twelve points, everything is unreliable, she has to rely on her own, cannon fodder is self-reliance.

Qing Tong's expression turned serious, he stopped, and said solemnly, "This is the exit."

Jing Yueshan looked at the large corpses on the ground and his skin was numb, "What is the ultimate move here, it is so vicious."

They were all already at the exit but were killed, giving hope to rebirth and extinction. The methods were vicious, unlike the handwriting of the ancient immortal monarch.

The wind didn't know when it blew, swaying the originally still branches, rubbing against each other, making a "rustling" sound.

Suddenly, there was a crisp "hehehe" laughter from the quiet mountainside. The sound was especially ethereal, as if it was on the top of the mountain and it seemed to be in the ear.

Shen Yanning drew out the spirit sword with a swipe, and leaned to Jing Yueshan's side and asked nervously, "Sister, have you heard the child's voice."

The branches of the mountain shook violently when the voice had just fallen, and the childish voices of "hehehe" came and went one after another.

"Someone's here again, somebody's here again."

"It's so nice, stay and play with me."

"No, no, play with me, play with me."

"Hehehe, don't grab it, take it apart, you will have a share."

The twigs were shaking more violently, and the sharp childlike voice pierced the eardrum.

"It's all about it, so let's get started!"

Sound waves attacked the eardrums, Jing Yueshan's hairs were about to stand up, she drew out the spirit sword backhand, and said with a deep voice: "Your Excellency, who dare to show up."

The wind was blowing harder and harder, the surrounding woods trembled like chaff, and countless small green dots overflowed from the counting tree and slowly condensed in the air a white fat child with five heads.

The child looks weird. The five heads are exactly the same, but the facial features are very correct, just like Nianhua. However, if you look closely, the rounded lotus-rooted arms are wrapped with two strings of air-dried eyeball bracelets, the collar on the neck is polished with human bones, and the texture of the bellyband on the body looks like human skin.

Jing Yueshan was shocked, wondering that most of the bones in this place were incomplete, but they turned out to be folded in the hands of such a terrifying child.

"Hehehe" The child grinned with five heads at the same time, revealing his small white teeth.

If you just look at one head, he is really a cute little boy, but the combination is very weird. Shen Yanning is shaking when holding the sword. She wants to rush forward and **** him, but Qingtong is afraid of the way. I didn't dare to act rashly for a while.

"Senior Sister, I don't know what kind of evildoer is this?"

Where did Jing Yueshan know, she couldn't help looking at Qingtong.

Qing Tong's face was as sinking as water, looking up at the five-headed child hanging in the air, and said in a deep voice.

"Array spirit."

Everything has an aura. The easiest spirit to grow in the world of immortality is the spirit of the spirit. It is very common that high-level magic weapons can sprout from the spirit of a certain spirit.

However, the spirit creatures born from the formation method only existed in the legend. The prisoner demon array was laid by the ancient immortal monarchs together, and it can be understood that the formation spirit is born after tens of thousands of years of evolution. The problem is that it is obviously a large formation laid down by the ancient immortal monarch. Why does this formation look so evil?

The headless child was still grinning, his head in the center tilted to one side, smiling while looking at them.

"If you want to go out, you have to go through the game, but if you don't pass, you must stay and play with me."

The other four heads burst into excitement when they heard the words, with sharp laughter one after another, and they kept patting their hands.

"Play with me, play with me, twist your head off and play with me."