What should I do if the heroine escapes from the book?

Yan Qianlie stood at the mouth of a canyon, looking at the situation inside with cold eyes.

The valley is a swamp, with strong winds and a pungent stench.

You can vaguely see some dead bones floating in the swamp, of various animals, insects, snakes, and humans.

A corner of a skull that had been around for an unknown period of time was exposed in the mud. Its empty eyes seemed to be looking at Yan Qianlie, which was extremely penetrating.

The north is a hot desert, but the south is a gloomy swamp...

But it's not surprising. According to Chugo's current geographical distribution, such a phenomenon does occur.

This is a death swamp, full of poisonous miasma, and feathers will sink as soon as they fall. Countless monks who came here to explore have lost their lives over the past ten thousand years. In the end, only a few left alive. The so-called adventure treasure hunting can not find even a hair, and over time there will be no more. People are coming.

But over time, the swamp began to sink and a stone slab was revealed at the edge.

A group of magic monks escaped from their enemies and went to the outskirts. They accidentally discovered a stone slab, and from the patterns engraved on the stone slab, they learned first-class skills such as life replenishing, soul summoning and corpse control. They gradually formed a small sect, and the leader of the sect was Shi. Fire pig.

They also tried to continue exploring the swamp, but in the end they suffered heavy losses and could not find anything. They had no choice but to continue to accumulate strength to wait for the time.

On the one hand, the base was placed outside the swamp to cultivate core seed cultivation. On the other hand, it extended its tentacles to various immortal cities, secretly harvesting and plundering them through brothels, and at the same time, it controlled some powerful monks and gradually grew stronger.

Of course, Shihuo Zhu would never have thought that everything he did was done by Gou Tiandao to pave the way for his son.

After finally breaking through the early stage of Xuanxian and thinking that he could show off his talents, Yan Qianlie fought all the way over and gathered many other demon disciples along the way, forming a new demonic force.

Two demonic forces encountered each other outside the swamp a few days ago. Neither side was a good person. Naturally, the conflict broke out within a few words, and a decisive battle broke out without any suspense.

As a result, both parties were shocked to discover that the other party and themselves were both fire cultivators, as if they were destined to do so.

For Yan Qianlie, there is no need to pretend, this is the team God Father prepared for him.

They have the same origin and the same kind of skills, and they also belong to the demonic path. Yan Qianlie is very expert in this matter. He basically tacitly agrees that whoever loses will be the dog. The demonic path naturally obeys the strong, no doubt.

There was no suspense about the result. Shihuo Zhu just knelt down and everyone was recruited by Yan Qianlie.

He also found an excuse to organize manpower and drive the Murohuozhu back to the north so that he could organize the elite demon disciples here.

Loyalty doesn't matter. Loyalty in the devil's path only depends on whether your fist is strong enough, whether the other party can benefit from your service, and whether it can afford the price of betrayal.

Facts have proved that even though the room fire pig knows what Yan Qianlie means, he still works hard as a dog and does what he is told.

Because he can also see the future.

The mystery of the swamp that has not been solved by anyone for thousands of years is likely to fall on this new demon lord.

What the monk wants is power after all. The development of this swamp will also benefit him greatly. We will talk about the future later. It is not that there are no ways to control this demon lord, such as...

"Master..." A charming woman approached Yan Qianlie and said, "It will take at least a few days for Shihuo Zhu to return. Master, why don't you rest for a while and let me serve you..."

Before he finished speaking, Yan Qianlie opened his big hand, grabbed the woman's neck viciously, and lifted her up.

The woman's throat was almost severed. She rolled her eyes and breathed away, unable to even moan.

The surroundings were in shock, and everyone lowered their heads and did not dare to say a word.

"I have no interest in women." Yan Qianlie slammed the woman's face to the ground and stepped on the back of her head: "Stop this nonsense, you want to control me, I've seen too much!"

"Master... Master, please spare my life..." The woman begged for mercy with great pains: "Slave, I really just want to serve you..."

"Really?" Yan Qianlie sneered, suddenly bent down, grabbed the woman, and threw her into the swamp: "Then make a stepping stone for me and help me explore this secret place!"

The woman was flying in the air, her soul was gone: "Master, spare your life! It was Shihuo Zhu who asked me to secretly control the master, and I couldn't help it..."

With a "whoop", flames suddenly appeared all around and formed into the shape of claws. He grabbed the woman back and threw her to the ground again: "Kneel down and put your hands on the ground."

A look of surprise appeared on the woman's scarred face, and she knelt down on all fours, thinking that Yan Qianlie was going to celebrate in public.

As a result, Yan Qianlie sat on her waist with a golden sword, using it as a chair, and ignored the woman's painful moans that her waist was about to break.

Everyone was shocked and frightened.

This man is truly a demon among demons. Although he is not as cruel as the rumored cruelty of skinning people alive, he can be said to have a heart as solid as stone. At least in the atmosphere of heaven, where Buddhism and Taoism are co-governing, the basic qualities are quite good, and those who are generally called demons are not so stubborn.

How did such a person ascend? Does heaven support such a person? Is there always something wrong with everyone’s understanding of the way of heaven?

Little did he know that Yan Qianlie secretly sighed in his heart.

Grandma wants to kill me. When Qingyan comes and someone files a complaint, will I still be alive?

Using people as seats is the worst way Yan Qianlie can think of at this stage. A thousand years ago, he might have skinned people alive, restrained their souls and roasted them for a thousand days, killing chickens to scare the monkeys. Powerful. But now I haven’t even killed anyone, I feel like it’s not necessary, as long as it can be used as a deterrent...

Perhaps this is the reason why Tiandao acquiesces?

Yan Qianlie sighed to himself, he is old and soft-hearted...

His expression remained unchanged, and he said calmly: "Here are the talents that I have gathered all the way, and there are also the original sects that were originally formed here, none of which have been named. Everyone has gathered here today, and I will establish a sect and establish my demonic path in Tiannan. The flag brings together people from all over the world."

Everyone bowed their heads: "Respect the Lord's command, please give me your name."

The fire dragon suddenly appeared in Yan Qianlie's hand, leaving three burning seal characters on the right side of the canyon: "Fire Hell Sect."

"This is my sect in the human world, and now it continues in the sky, spreading its branches and leaves. One day, both the world of heaven and man will be bathed in demonic flames. Who is the emperor of heaven and Buddha? What a piece of shit?"

Everyone knelt down and said, "See the Demon Lord."

Yan Qianlie nodded, and just as he was about to say something, his heart suddenly moved: "Bring me the slate rubbing, and I will study it further."

Soon someone handed over a huge jade slab.

This is the stone inscription revealed in the swamp. Although everyone cannot enter, the level of remote rubbing is still good. It has become the foundation of this demonic organization and is now owned by Yan Qianlie.

What is recorded on the jade tablet is not complicated, it is just a relatively high-end technique of controlling corpses and souls, as well as the technique of collecting tonic.

This replenishing technique is different from what Yan Qianlie is used to knowing. It is not a brilliance practice, but similar to a life siphon. In addition to practice, it also absorbs the opponent's vitality and potential together. After the harvest is done, it is true. They will become mummified corpses, and then directly use local materials to become the skeleton soldiers under their command.

It's very vicious. Just looking at it from this aspect, you wouldn't think of it as the sacred beast Suzaku.

It's not what Yan Qianlie wants to learn. It's all nonsense and should be discarded like worn-out shoes.

But soon he sensed Tiandao's script: "Yan Qianlie suddenly felt something in his heart and wanted to read what was written on the stone tablet again."

Yan Qianlie: "..."

Think of me?

Weird, this slate’s rubbish technique actually has some content?

Yan Qianlie looked at it again carefully.

I don’t know whether it’s because the human body seat has the blessing of intelligence, or because the script of heaven has determined that he should see something this time. In short, when I look at it now, my first reaction is: this is Suzaku’s angry demon revealed unexpectedly, solidified into The vicissitudes of stone carvings have been recorded, and they have been complained for thousands of years.

The second reaction is that the way of heaven leaves no room for death, and wherever there are clues, there must be an intention. This is the only explicit technique, or it may be the only way to enter the swamp.

I just thought about using people to go through the swamp. In fact, it seems to be possible. It requires a huge number of people to fill it. Once it is filled, can't it be stepped on?

There aren't that many people, but there are skeletons.

Over the past ten thousand years, if all the corpse puppets and skeleton soldiers collected around this place and around the world by Murohuo Pig and others were gathered together, how huge would the number be?

Is it enough to build a skeleton ladder to reach the main body of the stone slab?