Hearing this, Yin Dong's body fell down violently, hiding between a craggy rock, and did not move.

The door of the Obsidian Sanctuary creaked open, and the sound of the heavy doorway turning was exceptionally clear in this silent space, and it was heard far away.

Out of the door came a thin monk like a bamboo pole, his black robe hanging like a drying rack, and when he came out, his robe flew like a ghost.

His eyes looked at the demon, and in his cold eyes, the flickering chill disappeared, and a trace of confusion flashed, and he said puzzledly: "This demon is the same as the demon we brought?"

The demon who walked to the bottom of the steps didn't pay attention to this demon cultivator, and didn't follow Yin Dong's next order, just stood there, looking very calm.

However, this calm was only temporary, and after Yin Dong blew his whistle, the demon man burst into flames and pounced on the demon cultivator on the steps, his scarlet eyes flashing fiercely, and his sharp fangs pierced at the demon cultivator.

"Who?!"

When the demon cultivator was attacked, he floated backwards, dodged the demon's pounce, and rushed in the direction where the whistle came from.

All the disciples of the Demon Gate know that the demons are controlled by the silver whistle, and the one who grazes the demons must be the outer disciples, in terms of strength, they are far worse than the elite disciples of the inner sect like him, so he doesn't want to waste time with the demons, and plans to kill people and take the whistle directly.

Contrary to what he imagined, when the demon cultivator pounced on him, he didn't see anyone in the place where the whistle came from. This craggy rocky belt is so quiet that even the thick black gas is silent.

But this kind of quietness made him have a strong sense of crisis, and he directly moved the demon crow to devour the sky, and in an instant, it was like the void in front of him exploded, and a three-legged golden crow condensed by black light manifested out, spraying countless black flames, covering this mess of rocks, burning quietly.

"How could there be no one?"

The demon cultivator was a little puzzled, looking at the chaotic stone covered by black flames, and staring on guard. However, he stood in silence for half an hour, and did not hear any movement.

However, when he turned to leave, a figure appeared behind him like a ghost, raised his hand and grabbed the back of his head, and at the same time, his brain felt like he had been stabbed by something in sharp pain.

The figure that suddenly appeared was naturally Yin Dong. At the same time as he struck a dragon soul thorn, the blood dragon claw also grabbed out fiercely, and with a single blow, it grabbed the back of the demon cultivator's head, and the devouring power on his fingertips surged out.

"Ah......h

After the demon cultivator let out a short scream, his voice stopped abruptly, and he was dragged into the shadows behind the rocks by Yin Dong, performing the soul searching technique. But this moment of soul searching failed.

This demon cultivator was actually marked with a soul ban, and after Yin Dong's spiritual power invaded, that soul ban self-destructed.

Yin Dong's brain felt like it had been blown up, and his eyes turned black. When he recovered, he found that the demon cultivator he had caught had already rolled his eyes and died.

Peeled off the black robe of the demon cultivator and put it on, and then hid the body in a pit among the rocks, and buried it with gravel, Yin Dong left and went straight to the black palace.

When he arrived at the steps of the hall, Yin Dong didn't go in directly, he hid by the door, and still let the demon be the cannon fodder to explore the way, and entered through the half-open door.

Inside the door, there was a large hall, very quiet, and there were many demon cultivators sitting on the obsidian-paved floor, and around them, there was a tide of black qi turmoil from time to time.

The demon walked in, and his eyes looked at him with a little stunned.

"Mo Qi, what the hell are you doing, the demon man is in!" Seeing that the demon man walked up, the demon cultivator closest to the door reacted and asked loudly.

Yin Dong whistled outside, and the demon's furry claws flicked out, and his huge body roared out like a cannonball, grabbing the demon cultivator fiercely.

"Evil beast, you dare!"

The demon cultivator scolded in his mouth, drew his knife and slashed at the demon's shoulder, directly splitting the demon's huge body in half. But even so, the demon didn't die, and even half of his head and body pounced on him unchanged.

The only remaining hand of the demon man grabbed Demon Xiu's shoulder, and the sharp fangs pierced Demon Xiu's neck, and bit his neck with a click, and a brutal and bloody scene unfolded. The strange thing is that the surrounding demon cultivators turned a blind eye.

"This fool was bitten to death by a low-level demon?" someone laughed disdainfully.

"Hehe, this is our saint's followers, all of them are such weak chickens!" A middle-aged demon cultivator gloated and mocked, looking at the bloody picture of the demon tearing his companion's body, it seemed to be very pleasing to the eye, and he laughed out loud when he said it.

In the hall, there was a malicious laughter, and some scolding was mixed in, and it was chaotic. In general, there was a lot more laughter than scolding.

Yin Dong heard it outside the door, and a flash of understanding flashed in his dark eyes, it seemed that the demon cultivators in the hall were not an iron plate, and even the internal strife was serious, and the saintess family was down.

The saintess is Qiu Ying, and Yin Dong can't help but worry about her safety.

A moment later, Yin Dong heard a cold woman's voice, and his whole body trembled.

"Bold!"

Those two words, revealing endless cold, the chill instantly froze through the entire hall, making Yin Dong outside the door feel that his blood was about to be frozen, but he was ecstatic in his heart.

It's Qiu Ying's voice!

Obviously, she is now free to move!

Yin Dong suppressed the impulse in his heart, swallowed back the "Qiu Ying" that reached his throat, and did not rush directly to her side. I can't eat hot pot porridge in a hurry, anyway, he is close to her now, it's easy to meet, can't be in a hurry!

Walking into the hall wearing Mo Qi's black robe, Yin Dong's heart rose to his throat. But the surrounding demon cultivators were obviously attracted by the demons, and no one looked at him, until he walked to the door leading to the inner hall, and was stopped.

The guard standing at the door of the inner sanctum, blocking his way with a magic knife, shouted, "The Holy Maiden has an order, no one is allowed to enter!"

"Get out of the way, I have a big discovery to tell the Holy Maiden!" Yin Dong said eagerly, a dragon soul stab came out, and when the guard's brain tingled and he didn't react, he forcibly rushed in.

"Presumptuous!"

When the cold voice of the saint sounded, accompanied by a palm wind, Yin Dong only felt an invisible huge force collide, and with a loud bang, Yin Dong's body was smashed against the wall, and then fell to the ground.

Yin Dong was so painful that his internal organs seemed to be displaced, but his face was smiling brightly, and the ecstasy in his heart was almost uncontrollable, and he was about to laugh wildly.

It's Qiu Ying!

The saint is the mother of his child!

He's finally found her!

The surprise of this moment came so suddenly, and he was so lucky that he almost suspected that it was a hallucination.