Under the Star Peak, a prison temporarily opened with magical powers was arranged as darkly as a dilapidated ancestral hall.
The surrounding strange clay statues with their eyes gouged out and their heads cut off, broken plaques, lampstands and incense burners that have been extinguished for a long time all show the gloom and weirdness of this place.
Not only that, the broken cobwebs, broken niches, and messy tablets all tell the unique and weird nature of this place. Moreover, there seems to be lingering smoke in the dilapidated ancestral hall, which makes the entire ancestral hall even more gloomy and depressing.
In the center of such a small ancestral hall, there was only an unconscious woman lying. There was also a beautiful woman who was thinking about something and suddenly opened an extremely delicate inkstone on the missing corner of the desk in front of her.
Then, as if to be quite ritualistic, she not only continued to mutter words, but also extended her hand. He called the unconscious woman on the ground into the air, then took out a few drops of blood from her fingertips and dripped them into the delicate inkstone.
"Hmph! The disciples of the big sect are in trouble, but this blood essence is pretty good!" Yun Xiaoxiao muttered softly, but without hesitation, he immediately reached out and took out a magic pen.
This magic pen is completely black, with layers on top of the pen barrel, as if it were made of tortoise shells. The cluster of red bristles on the tip of the pen shone brightly with black light, as if there was a demonic aura surrounding it.
I saw Yun Xiaoxiao take out the pen and without hesitation, use the magic pen to tap lightly. Immediately a face protruded from the tip of the pen, greedily sucking the essence and blood from the delicate inkstone.
Then she saw Yun Xiaoxiao continue to mutter words, and she sketched them bit by bit on her snow-white clothes.
All I could see was a slight tap as her magic pen came down. The strange face on the magic pen will stick out its tongue, lick it lightly on the clothes, and a trace of blood will fall out.
Then the essence and blood fell on Yun Xiaoxiao's white clothes and did not smudge randomly. And as if following Yun Xiaoxiao's thoughts, under that point, several branches branched out. As if with a certain direction and charm, they become intertwined and intertwined.
However, it was obvious that Yun Xiaoxiao's method seemed to consume quite a lot of blood and essence, so with a few quick clicks, all the blood and essence in the inkstone was consumed by her. So much so that she had to stop temporarily and squeeze out the blood from the woman's hand in mid-air.
Just like this, almost without rest, as Yun Xiaoxiao's magic pen fell little by little, pictures woven with delicate red silk threads like embroidery were gradually spread out on Yun Xiaoxiao's clothes.
Even more than that, as the delicate silk threads become more and more numerous and denser. Those threads of different shades of red were intertwined together, as if they were slowly weaving a huge demonic image on the back of Yun Xiaoxiao's clothes.
The demon was dancing like crazy. The combination of the bloody mouth and the huge one eye immediately revealed all kinds of strong emotions such as cruelty, hatred, shamelessness, and ferocity on his face.
And under the feet of this demon statue, it seemed as if we were stepping on a twisted and treacherous world. This world seems to contain all kinds of crazy meanings, as if there is endless pain, distortion, despair and sinking, wrapped around the legs of the demon statue, making this picture even more weird.
And as the intertwining of the demons became clearer and clearer, Yun Xiaoxiao's movements seemed to be getting faster and faster. It felt as if as the huge demon statue took shape, it became more and more difficult for her to draw it.
So much so that in the end, amidst the blood color that was almost too rich to dissolve, her clothes seemed to have spirituality.
There are even countless exaggerated and twisted souls, struggling and wailing desperately, trying to crawl out of the clothes along the delicate red silk threads.
"The picture of the prisoner of the devil is completed!"
As Yun Xiaoxiao tried her best to count the last number, the big demon in her clothes actually opened its one eye, as if it came to life. While laughing loudly, he stared at Kong Yingying in mid-air.
It felt as if there was some hidden connection between the big devil and Kong Yingying.
Yun Xiaoxiao, on the other hand, looked left and right at his new clothes, which were based on the picture of the devil's prisoner. He became more and more satisfied. He stretched out his hand, pinched Kong Yingying's pretty chin in the air, and giggled to himself. road:
"I know that you have your Kong family's Wu Guo Ming Xin Pendant that can protect your soul. That's why you tried to anger me several times and asked me to kill you directly so that your soul can escape back to you. Go to the ancestor of the Kong family."
"What a pity, what a pity, I just won't let you get what you want!"
After saying that, Yun Xiaoxiao snorted coldly again, then let go of the other person's chin and patted it lightly.
I saw a huge bell hanging from the top of this weird dilapidated ancestral hall.
This huge bell looked like bone but not bone, like gold but not gold. Yun Xiaoxiao shook it so gently. The huge broken statue that was originally standing in the middle suddenly split apart from the middle, revealing an extremely gloomy black hole.
Moreover, there seemed to be a suction force in the black hole. He gently sucked Kong Yingying in mid-air and sucked her in directly.
After finishing all this, Yun Xiaoxiao restored the entire ancestral hall to its original appearance with one move. Then he smiled coldly, put on his new blood-red clothes, and walked out in style.
On top of the star peak, Lord Slayer saw Yun Xiaoxiao, who had not been seen for several days, come out of the ground again. His eyes lit up and he asked, "Xiaoxiao, how's it going?"
Yun Xiaoxiao smiled proudly, slightly unfolding his brand-new robe that looked like it was made of red silk, and said with some pride: "That little ghost cultivator is really smart, and he escaped in the end like this!"
"But I'm afraid he wouldn't have thought that as long as he still wants to save the girl we have, we have all the ways to force him not to show up!"
The Void Demon Lord stared at the one eye of the huge monster on Yun Xiaoxiao's clothes, frowned and said: "This thing is very evil, even I feel a little threatened. Do you really think that you can use this thing to kill that thing?" Can the little devil be forced out?"
When Yun Xiaoxiao saw Lord Xu Demon God asking, he quickly gave him a gift and chuckled: "If they want to save this poor man in our hands, then this thing is their best chance."
"Otherwise, once this thing is full of human blood, I'm afraid even the ancestor of the Kong family won't be able to stop this little girl from becoming possessed!"
Lord Slayer patted his thigh on the side and said, "Wonderful! We use this thing to block the armies of the three factions. If they break this thing, this girl will definitely die."
"If they can't break this thing, and are killed too much by this thing, and absorb their blood of righteousness, naturally this girl will also become a demon!"
"Hahaha, the best thing is that if they can really solve this thing, they will fall into our trap!"
"It's a shame that only a smart person like you, little girl, can come up with this plan within a plan, a plan within a plan!"
Yun Xiaoxiao chuckled, covered her mouth gently, and said as if she was quite shy: "Without further delay, let's ask Your Majesty to take Kui Youwei with you, and let's get on the road quickly!"
"good!"
The Lord Killing the Sky suddenly stood up, cupped his hands towards Lord Void Demon and said, "During this period, Lord Hardworking will be in charge on the Star Peak!"
"It doesn't matter!" Lord Xu Demon God also smiled coldly and said: "We just want to let the people in the city see who is the sinner of the fall of Kuiyou City in the end!"
