Yin Xiaoshen dug up the thin soil and made his hands dirty. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoBut when touching the hard rock formations, a sense of end-of-life happiness hits. Yin Xiaoshen rested, forced, pushed. The rock formation didn't react, Yin Xiaoshen tried to release a small space, no problem, it did exude a dark aura here. After collecting the small space, Yin Xiaoshen suddenly felt the usefulness of the power-type monk. It's a pity that I'm not, I should be considered a clever type.

Yin Xiaoshen kept touching the surface of the rock formation with his already dirty hands, and his heart moved. Feel the slightest gap.

"It's been a long time since I built this little space. I'm going to explore this crack today. "Since there is the breath of the demon realm here, and there is a crack, it may be stopped under normal circumstances, but Yin Xiaoshen took the small space out of his right hand and threw it into the small gap. A moving thought, being in a small space. An overwhelming sour numbness that smashed the heavenly spirit cover suddenly spread over the white bones of the limbs. The elasticity of the demon body is good, and Yin Xiaoshen at this moment has been pressed like a piece of paper with the fit of the small space, and the most uncomfortable thing is that he obviously feels the shrinkage of his body.

The things in the demon body, which were barely called skeletons, were compressed to the extreme by the power of space, and they were extremely painful.

Yin Xiaoshen panned inward with difficulty, and she seemed to be the crack that kept going deeper and then suddenly stopped. Yin Xiaoshen could clearly sense the strong aura of the Demon Realm in the space, and it was in the depths. Therefore, this obstacle must be the last barrier to seeing the breath of the Demon Realm.

Yin Xiaoshen wanted to break through this barrier, and suddenly sensed a sword qi carrying his own small space and fiercely broke through the barrier in front of him and came to an open place.

It felt right in an instant, and a rich aura swirled to pour in from the source of flowing water from the small space. Yin Xiaoshen was afraid that his small space would be broken if he continued like this, so he immediately took the space.

Then, her eyes widened, and she regretted her sloppiness.

In front of him is an empty and vast underground hall, which is not much better than the figurine pit in the ancient Qin period. The hall was full of people. Or rather, demons. The impression of ordinary human beings on demons and monsters is that they are gloomy and terrifying, their eyes are evil, and their facial features are ugly. But these humanoid demons are not as terrible as they imagined.

It's obviously a human face, and the cold and even indifferent breath of life on the face doesn't make people feel that they are human.

Not to mention that there is still such a visible aura on this group of people.

Suddenly, a strong light lit up from the walls in all directions. The demon eyes of Yin Xiaoshen, which were reflected by the intensity of the light, briefly hallucinated. I just felt that there was snow in front of me.

In the haze, I heard a rough voice in my ear:

"Why do you smell the demon?"

"There's a youkai breaking in."

"Mo is not a spy in the demon world."

After a jumbled sound. Yin Xiaoshen opened his eyes, and there was a circle of people standing in front of him.

Yin Xiaoshen felt that she was a little reckless at this moment, and when the person in front of her saw her open her eyes, a middle-aged man asked without emotion and lifelessness, "What are you doing here?" The last two words of this sentence have already shown murderous intent.

At this moment, Yin Xiaoshen's brain was running at a high speed, and he suddenly burst out: "I was sent by the demon world!" For the repair of the Demon Screen! ”

The middle-aged man's deep eyes blinked and waved his hand, and the demons in front of him and behind him fled one after another.

After a while, there were only middle-aged men and Yin Xiaoshen left.

The middle-aged man spoke, "You can call me Jun." How did you get in? ”

Jun has already seen that Yin Xiaoshen is a soul body inside. Yin Xiaoshen's mind turned around and decided to tell the truth: "I am a ghost cultivator. You can call me Yin Xiaoshen. ”

Jun frowned: "Bold, lying." ”

Everyone knows that Ghost Venerable is the first person in the ghost cultivation world, and he has given orders since the day he was sealed, and ghosts are not allowed to cultivate.

If the ghost girl in front of her is cultivating the exercises of the ghost cultivator, it means that the ghost zun has relaxed this sentence, and it is the exercises that the ghost zun gave her.

Yin Xiaoshen saw that he hesitated or didn't believe it, and looked at him very nervously.

Jun's hesitation is not because he is considering whether to let Yin Xiaoshen go. Yin Xiaoshen must be released, because the people who appear here can only come from the demon realm. Before the war between the two worlds of demons and demons officially began, unnecessary friction could be avoided.

Jun is thinking about another thing, Yin Xiaoshen still has a relationship with the ghost venerable? Is it a disciple of the Ghost Venerable?

Jun looked at Yin Xiaoshen's eyes and was unpredictable and difficult to decide.

Yin Xiaoshen hesitated for a while, and finally opened his mouth to prove for himself: "The Ghost Venerable gave me the exercises, and I am also very grateful to him for this." As soon as this sentence came out, it made Jun feel that the relationship between Yin Xiaoshen and the ghost venerable was not equal.

And Yin Xiaoshen didn't lie. It's just that Jun thinks about the two meanings together.

Jun actually stretched out his hand to help Yin Xiaoshen, Jun's expression was indifferent and ruthless, and Yin Xiaoshen was trembling all over his body when he was touched by the magic touch of such a breath.

Jun sensed Yin Xiaoshen's trembling, "It doesn't matter who you are today and how you came here. We don't kill today. The corners of Jun's mouth grinned slightly, and he despised Yin Xiaoshen's timidity very much.

And Yin Xiaoshen was desperately trying to hide his excitement and panic because he got a message, and he didn't have time to ponder Jun's words.

Jun said: "I'll send you out." Jun couldn't help but say and dragged Yin Xiaoshen up. At the same time, I was thinking in my heart that this crack in the demon world seemed to be going to open in a different place.

With Jun's company this time, Yin Xiaoshen only felt a pain in his head, and the two of them were already standing outside.

Jun frowned when he saw the big mud puddle on the ground. Then he continued to say in an indifferent tone: "Go back as you come, and the snow will soon stop." We demons don't have that much patience. As he spoke, Jun suddenly twitched his nose: "Why is there a special smell here?" Did you bring a helper? ”

Yin Xiaoshen's whole body seemed to be dissipated, and when he was asked like this, he remembered the dissipated Tianyi, and immediately fell silent.

Seeing that she was listless, Jun thought that her cultivation must have been a little affected when she broke through the Demon Realm space just now.

Shake your hand and dissipate into a puff of green smoke.

Yin Xiaoshen struggled to stand up and looked at the road he came.

The vast white mud, the sky is still snowing, when will there be signs of stopping. When will I be able to return to the demon world?

I came here alone, and I couldn't see the Demon Lord or the Ghost Venerable at all. There is no chance of winning with more than one enemy.

Yin Xiaoshen was disheartened for a while.

Suddenly, Tianyi's sword came out of nowhere, thudched into the dirt, and swayed slightly.

Yin Xiaoshen was full of incredulity, could this sword have been protecting himself just now? That's why you can sense that breath.

A lifeless sword has such a sword spirit, how can he, as a person who can wield a sword, not even be as good as a sword.

Yin Xiaoshen had a lot of thoughts in his mind, and suddenly muttered: "If you can't do it, the enemy can outwit." ”