"This, this can't be!" The otter demon saw that Sanghuo was fine, and his eyes showed disbelief. Just now, he saw that Sang Huo had eaten all the sweet potatoes that had been damaged by the water, "Didn't you eat those sweet potatoes?"

"Well, do you know what kind of tea we were drinking just now?" the little Taoist priest shook his head.

"Drinking tea, what does drinking tea have to do with my detoxification and soul dispersion?" the man in black was puzzled, "Could it be that what kind of detoxification tea did you just drink?"

"Looks like you're not too stupid!" Sang Huo scoffed.

What the little Taoist priest brewed before was not tea, but a piece of black lotus pod meat. This lotus pod is naturally not simple, but it was given by the ascetic monk when he was in the sea of suffering before. There is also a lotus seed in it, which is a small immortal medicine, but it has already healed Li Yushu, the second generation ancestor of the Shuntian Listening Dao Sect. Li Yushu not only healed his injury, but also successfully advanced to the return period.

The lotus pod is a top-level holy medicine, and such trivial things as detoxification are not a problem.

"Hmph, do you think you've only been poisoned by me?" the otter demon sneered, "In the past few days, I've been studying a formation from Jingjiang Shuifu here, and I've gained a little understanding. Although it is incomplete, it also has at least the effect of a sixth-level magic circle, and it can't fly within a radius of ten miles, so you just wait for death!"

As he spoke, he waved his hand and disappeared. And around the bodies of the little Taoist priest and Sang Huo, countless mist appeared.

The sixth-level magic circle can trap a void-level monk. Thinking about it, the otter demon took advantage of the opportunity of baking sweet potatoes and quietly launched it.

"Don't try to escape, it's just a trap, but it's enough to trap you here. The otter demon's voice came, it seemed very close, but it seemed very far away, "Hahaha, you will spend your last years here!"

Then what is the Jingjiang Water Mansion's trapped formation, which was originally a pseudo-immortal array, and it also included a killing array. However, it was very crippled, and the otter demon only got a part of the three parts. Therefore, you can only trap the enemy, but not kill the enemy.

Mulberry Fire didn't believe it and rushed a few times, but in every direction was an abyss, a poisonous snake pit, or magma molten iron. If it is usual, this is naturally nothing. However, at this time, he found that his mana was suppressed in this mist, and if he really fell, he might really die without a place to be buried.

This made him angry in his heart, Fang Cai, if he had agreed to kill this despicable otter demon, this would not have happened. Before, he wanted to use the little Taoist priest to rescue the people of his own clan. In this way, when he came out, there was the otter demon, the head snake, so it was good to stand firm, right? Who thought, this kid is not a thing, he didn't kill him, but he killed himself.

Sang Huo retreated and looked at the little Taoist priest apologetically, this kid is good, although he has some enmity with him, he didn't care, and saved his life. Now, instead of giving him back his life, he has dragged him into this trap.

"It doesn't matter," the little Taoist priest smiled, "we haven't lost yet!"

"Hahaha, boy, I know you're a ghost, but in this sixth-level magic circle, don't even think about it. You think those poisonous snakes are fake, but, let me tell you, it doesn't have to be, don't believe it, you try something?" the man in black laughed, the otter demon laughed, as if he could see them.

However, Sang Huo's heart moved, took a few steps, took out a sweet potato, and threw it at the magma molten iron. However, before the halfway point of the field turned to ashes. This made him frown even more, it seemed that the magma molten iron was not fake, it was real.

"Why, do you want to treat me to roast whole beef?" the otter demon teased.

"I said, little black otter, don't be complacent, okay?" the little Taoist priest spoke, "You think you are in control of the situation, but in fact, you don't know that you yourself are the little mouse in the cage!"

"Hmph, the boiled duck still has a hard mouth!" the otter demon snorted coldly, "Lao Tzu is not interested in fighting with you here, Lao Tzu is going to drink happy wine!"

"Drink happy wine?" said the little Taoist priest, "Do you have any relatives here?"

"I think you are also a human being, so I might as well tell you that Qiao San married a human being this time. This is the one hundred and ninth concubine he married. The otter demon said, "Qiao San wants to break the prophecy of the gossip, and the gossip says that Qiao San can only marry one hundred and eight at most, and it wants to marry one hundred and nine." ”

The little Taoist priest's heart jumped: Could it be Liu Yu'er and them?

"Qiao San, who is Qiao San?" the little Taoist priest asked.

"Qiao San is a fire Jiao, who is lewd-yi, this time he really stepped on shit luck and found a woman with a yin fire physique. As long as he picks that Yin Fire Red, his qualifications will increase a lot!" said the otter demon enviously.

Isn't that the one who swept itself down the river? So, it's likely that it will marry Liu Yu'er.

"Shuipi, let's discuss, you take us to Qiao San's cave to drink the wedding wine, and our grievances will be written off, how about it?" the little Taoist priest said to the otter demon.

"It's really beautiful, why should I take you there? You are now my prisoner, why don't you have the consciousness of being a prisoner at all?" The otter demon felt that the little Taoist priest was a little abnormal.

"Is there really no negotiation?" asked the little Taoist priest with a frown.

"You whimsical fellow, I don't bother to pay attention to you!" said the otter demon and flew away. However, he felt a pain in his brain, fell from the sky, and rolled on the ground.

"Ah~" The man in black turned back into an otter demon body, slammed his head with his hand, and pressed his heart with his hand. However, it had no effect at all. Three quarters of an hour later, it lay on the ground exhausted, not even having the strength to get up.

"How is it, does this taste good?" the little Taoist priest sneered and said outside, "Do you want me to give it to you again?"

"You, you bastard, when did you do it?" the otter demon scolded angrily, suddenly remembering that he had been kicked by the mulberry fire for a period of time, and it seemed that it was at that time that he was forbidden by the other party.

"Let me tell you, this is an immortal ban, and if you don't become an immortal, you don't want to untie it!" the little Taoist priest said, "Don't think about avoiding me, because, without me lifting the ban, this kind of pain will hurt once every half an hour." ”

Liar, what kind of immortal prohibition can you little monk understand? The otter demon was despicable in his heart, but he was still a little uncertain about what the little Taoist priest said.

However, half an hour later, the feeling of the head about to explode and the heart to be pricked came again, and the otter demon jumped up like a frog jumping into boiling water. Then he fell to the ground, and rolled again, and after two quarters of an hour he fainted.

I don't know how long later, the otter demon woke up and found that his head didn't hurt anymore. I can't help but rejoice, it's a good luck, it was just a dream just now, otherwise it would have been miserable.

"There is still half an hour to go, and the third wave of the tumbling game is about to begin! Shuipi, are you ready?" the little Taoist priest's voice came from the sixth-level magic circle.

What, wasn't it a dream just now? The otter demon was startled, this, this, how is this possible?

"And three hundred breaths!"

"Two hundred breaths!"

"Fifty breaths!"

This, the otter demon broke out in a cold sweat, and when he thought of the pain of his head about to explode and his heart being cut just now, there was a burst of fear in his heart. Even purgatory is nothing more than that, and once every half an hour, it is better to die than to die.

"Twenty Breaths...... Ten Breath ...... Seven Breath ...... Three, two, one ......"

"Slowly, slowly, ah~" the otter demon shouted, but, slowly, the pain came as promised.

"Stop, stop, I'll listen to you. The otter demon cried.

However, after another quarter of an hour, the little Taoist priest stopped.

"How's it going?" said the little Taoist priest teased. Hmph, even a Mahayana monk like Tianchi Blood Concubine can't stop it, let alone you?

"Ancestor, just spare me, I'll do whatever you say!" said the otter demon with a pained expression.

"Then, why don't you let us out first?" the little Taoist priest shouted.

"Yes, yes, yes!" The otter demon did not dare to disobey, and with a pinch of his hand, the sky was clear and bright for a while.

The little Taoist priest found that in fact, the otter demon was less than five hundred meters away from them.

"I call you ruthless, I call you despicable!" Sang Huo flashed and kicked at the otter demon, kicking seven or eight times in a row before stopping. This time he didn't greet the otter demon's head, he also heard it just now, the little Taoist priest seemed to have something for the otter demon to do, if he kicked it to death, it would be a big mistake.

"Show me that formation!" the little Taoist priest shouted.

Although the otter demon was kicked, it was nothing compared to being tortured by the cone curse. As soon as he heard the little Taoist priest shouting at him to hand over the formation, how could he dare not agree? Hurriedly took out a piece of jade slip and handed it over.

The little Taoist swept his senses, threw it into the storage ring, and said to the otter demon: "Tell me again, what happened to Qiao San?"

"Qiao San, Qiao San is our great demon king within a radius of 30,000 miles, and he has the peak of the early stage of transforming into a god......" The otter demon didn't dare to hide it, and came one by one.

Qiao San had thirty-eight sons and forty-one daughters, and the Huojiao that the little Taoist priest had encountered before was only in the early stage of the Yuan Infant, and it seemed that he was one of its many children.

The otter demon got the flying sticker yesterday, and the good day is tomorrow, and today has already begun to feast the guests.

The little Taoist raised his eyebrows and glanced at Sang Huo.

In the evening, the three little Taoists arrived at the red grassland before that. After advancing thousands of miles, a complex of buildings with a radius of 100 miles appeared.

"This is the Red Cloud Demon Realm, the strongest is Qiao San, who has reached the peak of the early stage of the Transformation God, and he also has three brothers who have also been promoted to the Transformation God for many years. The most talented is Qiao San's second son, who is already the Great Perfection of Yuanying. I heard that he is very likely to be accepted as an official disciple by the Holy Mountain......" Shui Pi said to the two.

Now, Shui Pi has begun to be obedient to the little Taoist, and he knows that the little Taoist has placed a cone spell on him. At the slightest incantation, he would have a physical and mental breakdown.

"Come, but the water-skinned Daoist?" Suddenly, a voice came, and a purple-clothed red-faced man appeared in front of them, with the middle stage of the Yuan Infant Realm, it seemed that he was the greeting person of the Red Cloud Demon Realm.