Yixian, Nuwa Temple.

Hearing a few screams from below the canyon, Zhang Yunxian didn't look at it, held the black cat in his hand, and asked anxiously: "How is Ling Zhi? Take me to save her!"

Unexpectedly, the black cat came with a spiritual thought and said: "I was injured by those guys just now, and now there is no way to help you open the enchantment!"

"Demon spirit?" Zhang Yun was stunned for a moment, "What is that, how can it be restored?"

"Demon spirits are an important factor for our demons to be able to transform into human forms, and they rely on the spiritual power we extract from human beings!"

"Spiritual power, I have it!" Zhang Yunxian said happily, what he lacked most was spiritual power and essence!

A spiritual sense instantly shot out from the center of his eyebrows, enveloping the palm-sized black cat, all of them, and the situation of the black cat demon soul suddenly became clear in Zhang Yunxian's mind.

Luo Xiuxiu's demon spirit looks very different from the spirit body of a normal human being, it is not the shape of a villain, nor is it the appearance of an ontological cat, but an animal that Zhang Yunxian has never seen, a bit like a raccoon, but it has only one eye, but it has three tails, and it is dying on the verge of dissipation at the moment.

Zhang Yunxian was 100% sure that he had never seen such a creature, but a strange feeling flooded his heart.

"Your Wisp...... What is it?" he asked, a little curious.

"I don't know!" Luo Xiuxiu replied very simply, "After each demon awakens, the demon soul is different, and our demon clan's "Tianjian Treasure Book" is missing a lot of content, not only me, too many demon spirits in the demon clan can't find a source!"

Zhang Yunxian didn't know where the familiar feeling in his heart came from, he had no clue for a while, shook his head, didn't think about it anymore, controlled a little spiritual light, slowly entered the black cat's body, and began to repair Luo Xiuxiu's demon spirit bit by bit.

Luo Xiuxiu's age is not very old, Zhang Yunxian instinctively told himself that she would not be more than a hundred years old at most.

Those demons in the legend, cultivated as adults, as long as they have to cultivate for about a thousand years, and they have to go through the tribulations and tribulations before they can succeed, are they all deceitful in the legends?

Zhang Yunxian thought about it while carefully inputting spiritual power, and after about twenty minutes, he finally saw the strange demon spirit whose name he couldn't name, and a strange black light emanated from his body.

"Thank you, Zhang Yunxian!"

The black cat lying in Zhang Yunxian's palm suddenly turned into a charming beauty, blinking her big naughty eyes at Zhang Yunxian with a smile.

"You're welcome, hurry up and take me to save Ling Zhi!" Zhang Yunxian didn't want to delay any longer.

"Follow me!" Luo Xiuxiu walked vigorously, jumped lightly, and jumped into the canyon behind the mountain.

Zhang Yun didn't want to think about it, so he used the wind control technique and followed.

The canyon is not as deep as it seems, but the fog is too thick, if it weren't for Zhang Yunxian's ability to see the sky, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to keep up with Luo Xiuxiu's figure at all.

The descent time was not long, and in less than half a minute, Zhang Yunxian and Luo Xiuxiu stepped on the solid ground.

"There is demonic energy in this fog, and if ordinary humans accidentally break in, they will soon be paralyzed and hallucinated, and if they don't leave in time, their lives will not be saved. If you don't feel well, you can stay close to me. ”

Luo Xiuxiu kindly reminded Zhang Yunxian.

"I'm fine!" Zhang Yunxian had the essence in his body running non-stop, and no ghost could get close to him.

Zhang Yunxian felt that the ground was not as potholed as the general valley, and he couldn't help but look down at his feet, his eyes penetrated the dense fog barrier, and saw that this was actually a flat road dug out by hand, and the width was at least five or six meters, and the material used was not like cement or asphalt, but a little close to plastic.

On both sides of the road, there are full of bewitching flowers, red, white, blue, and black, not like ordinary mountain flowers, but like some fine varieties planted artificially.

If it weren't for Zhang Yunxian's Tianyan Tong, if he had changed to an ordinary person, he wouldn't have seen these things at all, and he would only feel that this demon fog was terrifying.

After walking for about ten minutes, in the dense fog in front of him, two scarlet lights suddenly appeared, and Zhang Yunxian could see clearly, they were two bright red lanterns.

Luo Xiuxiu first walked to the lantern on the left, bit his finger, and dripped a drop of blood on the beating candlelight.

Suddenly, Zhang Yunxian saw the red light in the lantern, like a giant beast suddenly waking up, and suddenly jumped out more than a few meters high, dispelling all the fog within a radius of ten zhang around it.

Then, Luo Xiuxiu walked to the lantern on the right and did the same.

The dense fog on the right also retreated a long distance, as if there was some terrible presence in these two lanterns, which made the dense fog very afraid and did not dare to approach.

The two blood-red lanterns, in the boundless demon mist, danced with a strange firelight, like two red eyeballs, staring at Zhang Yunxian and Luo Xiuxiu motionlessly.

Suddenly, two flames rose into the sky and intersected each other in the air, and between the two lanterns on the ground, a red light also appeared, thus forming a triangular shape of firelight.

Luo Xiuxiu stood in front of the triangle and recited an obscure mantra in her mouth, but Zhang Yunxian didn't understand a word.

Soon, in the triangle area, there were enchantment fluctuations that Zhang Yunxian was very familiar with.

"Let's go!" Luo Xiuxiu greeted a little tiredly.

Zhang Yunxian dared to hesitate, raised his foot and stepped over the red fire on the ground.

After passing through the barrier barrier, the scene in front of me changed, there was no longer a trace of clouds and mist, and what was clearly visible in front of me was a large red river about 100 zhang wide, the river was very gentle and silent.

Zhang Yunxian raised his eyes and looked into the distance, only to see a group of majestic and precipitous mountain scenery!

As far as the eye can see, there are three main peaks, and around the main peak, there are dozens of jagged hills. And this great red river, it is from these peaks and hills, twists and turns, and flows slowly.

The peak in the middle is the highest, and Zhang Yunxian visually measured that it was at least three thousand meters or more.

The sides are a little lower, but not too low, about 25,600 meters high.

The sun hangs right on the top of the three mountains, and the sunlight passes through the mountains, illuminating a thriving scenery between heaven and earth.

"The mountain in the middle, called Chaoge, is where the high priest lives, and the two next to it are Yin Mountain and Wing Mountain. Lord Ling originally lived on Yin Mountain, but now he and his daughter have been imprisoned by the high priest!"

Luo Xiuxiu raised her hand and pointed to the mountain peak in the distance, and opened her mouth to introduce Zhang Yunxian.

"High priest, why did he do this?" Zhang Yunxian remembered that at the beginning, Luo Xiuxiu mentioned that Ling Zhiyuan brought his daughter back, saying that he wanted to awaken the demon spirit in Lingzhi's body, and said very confidently that there would be no fatal danger. This shows that neither Ling Zhiyuan nor Luo Xiuxiu expected that their high priest would suddenly attack.

Luo Xiuxiu didn't seem to understand the reason, and after pondering for a while, he said: "Between the high priest and Lord Ling, it was a little unpleasant because of Aunt Mei's matter before, but there is no deep hatred, this time he wants to put Lord Ling and his daughter to death, it is indeed a bit strange!"

"Aunt Mei?" Zhang Yunxian thought of the reformers who were chasing Luo Xiuxiu on the top of Huiwang Mountain just now, and suddenly understood a little.

"Those two reformers who killed Aunt Mei were also sent by the high priest, right?" he asked, looking at Luo Xiuxiu.

"That's right! The high priest is the enforcer of our demon clan, and he has the final say on all the rules of the Nuwa organization!"

Before, Zhang Yunxian was still a little puzzled, since Ling Zhiyuan was not dead, and he was still a core member of the Nuwa organization, how could he let the organization send killers to get rid of Aunt Mei?

It's a good husband and wife, shouldn't there be no love for this?

It turned out that all this was caused by this so-called 'high priest', and listening to Luo Xiuxiu's statement just now, I think Zhiyuan was also very angry about it.

"Let's go, take me to meet you, the high priest!"

The white light flashed, and the two appeared at the foot of Asagayama.

Luo Xiuxiu's eyes were naturally shocked, but Zhang Yunxian didn't have time to explain so much.

"Lingzhi is on this mountain, right?" he asked, releasing his spiritual sense, and carefully searched for Asagayama from top to small, not letting go of every corner.

Luo Xiuxiu nodded dumbly, "Before I fled, I heard with my own ears that the people sent by the high priest said that they would be escorted to Chaoge Mountain for trial!"

"Found it!

At the moment when Zhang Yunxian's spiritual sense discovered Ling Zhi, on the top of Chaoge Mountain, inside a golden and brilliant ancient palace, there was a sudden exclamation of vicissitudes: "Huh?"

The exclamation was made by an old man with a slender figure, who could not tell how old he was, or even whether he was a man or a woman.

I only know that he should be very old, very old, white hair like snow, from the top of his head to the ground, blocking his face tightly, nearly two meters long, I don't know if he has not been trimmed since birth.

He was wearing a blue gown, which did not look like a modern style, with very wide sleeves, the cuffs were more than a foot long, and the hem was long enough to completely cover his feet, dragging back and forth on the ground.

He couldn't straighten his waist at all, his body was about to bend into a bow, his right hand curled up in his sleeve, gently patting his chest, and his left hand grabbed a crutch made of unknown material, which looked more like a branch he had broken off from some tree, strange shape, not straight at all.

The hand holding the crutches, if it wasn't still a little bloody, I was afraid that people would easily think it was part of the crutches, it was dry and not fleshy, and the wrinkles on the back of the hand were even more like tree bark.

After he said "huh", he glanced thoughtfully at the palace door, and his eyes, which were originally cloudy and confused, suddenly became a little brighter.

"The breath of a human?"

He muttered to himself......