"Nie Yuan doesn't want anything." Dongmen Chuixue approached him with a mean look on his face.
This time, Biyun's pretty face turned even brighter red, like a ripe fruit, reaching the roots of her ears.
"Nothing..."
"Nonsense, we all heard it, don't you think so, old Nie." Dongmen Chuixue looked at Nie Yuan again, the corners of his eyes almost raised to the sky.
"Yes, sister Biyun, you two..." Xiao Sixin also had a smile on her face.
"Oh, Sister Xiao."
Biyun was so embarrassed that she covered her pretty face and walked outside. When she passed Nie Yuan, she went up and kicked him hard.
"Hey, you crazy bitch..."
The killings in the ruins are still continuing, but they are no longer as one-sided as before.
The people who entered the ruins were all geniuses from various cities and families, and they were pretty smart. They knew that fighting alone was no match for the demonic cultivators, so they gathered in one place to resist the massacre by the demonic cultivators.
They also thought about leaving the ruins, but since entering the ruins, they were like headless flies and could not find the exit of the ruins at all.
The leader of this group of teenagers is naturally Song Waner, the body of Tianyin.
There is no way, he is not only good-looking, but also ridiculously strong. In this ruins, only our Young Master Nie can compete with him.
…
"Great Demon Lord, the Demon Sect is now weak and is not tolerated by the various sects in the nine weeks. Today, the junior Feng Wuhen awakens you with secret methods, hoping that the Demon Lord can restore the former glory of our Demon Sect."
I saw the Smurf kneeling on the ground in front of the altar, muttering words, and a group of men in black robes behind him also chanting words and chanting spells.
"Little baby, what's going on with the Demon Sect now?" the mummy on the altar said hoarsely.
Today's mummy is very different from before. Demonic energy is surging around the body, and countless blood threads are rising from the ground and pouring into its body. What is even more terrifying is that the heart that has long been dried up is beating again at this moment.
At the same time, the corpses all over the ruins were drying up at a strange speed.
This scene was naturally not noticed by everyone with the cat in the same place.
"Since the ancestral court was destroyed thousands of years ago and the Demon Lord fell into sleep, the seven great demon generals led their own lineages to leave the Demon Sect and set up their own camps. Now two of the seven lines have been destroyed, and the remaining five lines are also people's hearts. Not even."
"These seven little brats are really making a fuss." The mummy's voice was like a leaky bellows, roaring and hoarse, echoing in the stone chamber.
"I beg you, Lord Demon Lord, to come out, win over the hearts of the Five Meridians, and revive the glory of the Demon Sect." Feng Wuhen knelt on the ground again and said piously, "My body has been prepared for Lord Demon Lord, please come here."
After the words fell, the more than twenty demon cultivators behind him all stood up and tore their coats to pieces, revealing their strong bronze skin.
"These bodies are too weak to carry my soul." The mummy's voice was as harsh as gravel.
"this……"
"Although these physical bodies are not good, there is a physical body here that can carry the soul of this deity."
"I don't know where this body is now. I will get it for you, junior."
The mummy has no words and outlines a picture with demonic energy.
"It's him."
Feng Wuhen frowned and stared at the person in the painting. It was none other than our Young Master Nie.
"This person is not only physically strong, but he also has my essence in his body. He is the perfect person to carry my soul."
Feng Wuhen was shocked after hearing this, and couldn't help but secretly thought: "No wonder you can suppress my bloodline, the essence of Lord Demon is actually in your body."
"Go and bring this son back alive to me."
"Lord Demon Lord, this son possesses your essence, and our bloodline will be suppressed by it. I'm afraid..." Feng Wuhen couldn't help but look up at the mummy on the altar, and said with fear.
"Give me my demonic energy and capture this son alive. When I reforge my body and restore the Demon Sect, you will be the next Holy Son of the Demon Sect." The mummy said hoarsely, and at the same time, dozens of demonic auras condensed and descended on the demon sect. On Feng Wuhen and others.
"yes."
Feng Wuhen responded and led a group of demon cultivators to escape from the stone room.
At this moment, Nie Yuan was not aware of the imminent danger, and was still thinking about ways to get out of the ruins.
"This is not a ruin. It is clearly a pit. There are no rare treasures, but there are quite a few fatal ones."
Dongmen Chuixue stopped rubbing his pills, sat down on the ground and started complaining.
"Xiao Xianxian, do you have a way to find the exit?" Nie Yuan sat cross-legged on the ground, seemingly practicing, but in fact he was looking for Mengxian to solve the problem.
"No, there is something else going on here. Even if you find an exit, you can't get out."
Mengxian stretched and said.
"It means I can't get out."
"You can't say that. Once those demon cultivators finish sacrificing your blood, the exit will naturally open."
"Isn't it still impossible to get out?"
Nie Yuan frowned for a while. He had been visiting the ruins for three days and had gained nothing except a pile of fragments of ancient spiritual weapons.
Now it seems that the news that there are exotic treasures in the ruins was deliberately spread by someone to attract the younger generation from the surrounding area in order to blood sacrifice them and achieve some kind of ritual.
"Nie Yuan, come here."
Just when Nie Yuan had a sad look on his face, Biyun's voice came from behind.
Before Nie Yuan could agree, Biyun grabbed Nie Yuan's collar and pulled him aside.
"Oh~"
"These two are not simple." Dongmen Fubuki's face once again showed an expression that made people want to punch them.
"Brother Dongmen, are you envious?" Xiao Sixin came over and said with a smile.
"That's not true. Mainly because I like to eat dog food."
Look at Nie Yuan and Biyun on the side.
"Tell the truth, are you a demon cultivator?" Biyun grabbed Nie Yuan's collar and asked in a low voice.
"I don't need to tell you who my master is. Will his disciple be a demon cultivator?" Nie Yuan pretended to be a joke, "If I were a demon cultivator, would I be able to break into the ruins with you? My master would have cleared the family a long time ago. .”
"Then tell me what's going on with the demonic energy in your body." Biyun asked again, staring at Nie Yuan with burning eyes.
"I said I got it accidentally while out training. Do you believe it?"
Nie Yuan also stared at Biyun. You must know that this woman is a disciple of the Sword Sect. If the situation was not urgent at the time, he would not expose the power of the devil in front of her.
"I believe."
After a moment of silence, Biyun's eyes were no longer so sharp, and the hand holding Nie Yuan's collar loosened.
call!
Nie Yuan breathed a sigh of relief. If this girl didn't believe it and continued to ask, it would be really difficult for him.
Just as Nie Yuan was about to walk away, Biyun grabbed Nie Yuan's collar again and pulled him over. Perhaps because of a lack of control over his strength, Nie Yuan stumbled and lost his balance, and hurriedly put his hands on the wall.
But with just such a push, Biyun was surrounded by it.
"you……"
The atmosphere between the two suddenly became subtle. Biyun was about to say something, but was forcibly interrupted, and a flush appeared on his face.
"Then...that, what were you just about to say?"
After a moment of embarrassment, Nie Yuan hurriedly pulled his hands back.
"Never show your demonic aura in front of outsiders in the future. Not everyone believes in you like this girl."
"You think I came out to hang out on the first day? If it weren't for saving you, I would... hide away!"
