Seeing that Xuanwu and Baihu did not follow again, the white-haired Jiang Yi took Suzaku to follow the group of the Demon Palace.

After walking east for a while, they came to the outside of Despair Hills.

There were several tents in the open space not far from the Desperate Hills, and those injured Demon Palace demons were healing in the tents. The Infernal Sage, one of the four sages of the Demon Palace, was seriously injured by the Xuanxin Dead Warrior's raid before, and he was also in the camp.

Qiye looked at the mirror and said:

"Teacher Jing, go and call all the people inside, let's go back to the Demon Palace."

"Yes."

Jing didn't have a chance to answer, and entered the various camps and called out the wounded.

The Infernal Sage was lying on the back of a tall demon, in a coma, his face was pale and bloodless, and he looked like a gossamer, Qiye looked at his injuries, and found that after this period of treatment, not only did it not get better, but it became more serious, and he couldn't help but sink in his heart.

A demon on the side who was in charge of healing the Infernal Sage looked depressed, and said with self-reproach:

"Holy Monarch, subordinates are incompetent."

Seven Nights was relieved:

"I don't blame you, I know that he was hit by the sword qi of the Xuanxin Dead Warrior, and it is by no means so easy to cure."

The Xuanxin Authentic Dead Warriors practiced an extremely terrifying and fierce sword technique, burning their lives in exchange for extreme lethality, once the sword qi released by them invaded the body, there was almost no cure.

Because that sword qi will penetrate into the enemy's limbs and bones like maggots on tarsal bones, constantly destroying the meridians and viscera and wearing out vitality.

The demon in charge of healing, although he was a skilled doctor, was still helpless against the injuries of the Infernal Sage.

Jing Wuyuan sighed and said: "Sima Sanniang's medical skills are unparalleled in the world, if she is willing to make a move, there may be a way, but it is ......"

He didn't continue to say the rest of the words, but Qiye and several people understood what he meant: they had just besieged Yan Chixia and Sima Sanniang before, and almost took their lives, and now the other party would not be able to help them save people.

At this time, the white-haired Jiang Yi, who was standing aside, spoke:

"If it is not treated in time, I am afraid that the Infernal Sage will not last long. I'm pretty good at medicine, so why don't you let me try it? ”

Qiye knew that if the injury dragged on for a few more days, I was afraid that his life would not be saved. After listening to his words, he couldn't help but be shocked, and hurriedly asked:

"Are you sure?"

The white-haired Jiang Yi did not mean to be modest at all, and said proudly:

"Of course, it was easy for me."

Qiye didn't doubt his words, but said solemnly:

"Then you'll have to work for you."

Shura and the hungry ghost were all overjoyed when they heard that the white-haired Jiang Yi could save Wuji, and hurriedly requested:

"Please also ask Jiang Gongzi to cure the infernal future, we must be grateful."

Only the doctor of the Demon Palace didn't know what the identity of the white-haired Jiang Yi was, and he dared to talk so loudly, thinking that he was too arrogant, but seeing that Qiye and the other people in the Demon Palace were so respectful to the white-haired Jiang Yi, he didn't say anything, just stood aside and watched the changes.

The white-haired Jiang Yi bowed slightly, and then said to the demon with his back in the back:

"Put him down."

The demon nodded, then carefully lowered the Infernal Sage to the ground and lay down on his back.

The white-haired Jiang Yi Yuan Shen knew the injuries in Wuji's body with a sweep, and then with a flick of his fingers, several thin needles condensed by demonic qi suddenly shot out, piercing into several big points on Wuji's body.

Streams of pure and soft demonic qi spread out from the thin needles, slowly strangling out the Haoran sword qi entrenched in the Infernal body.

Burst!

After a while, Wujian suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and then opened his eyes, and most of his whole person's spirit and spirit had recovered.

When Shura and the hungry ghosts saw him wake up, they couldn't help but be overjoyed, and they surrounded him and talked nonsense.

After hearing that it was the white-haired Jiang Yi who saved his life, he hurriedly hugged his fist at the white-haired Jiang Yi and thanked:

"Thank you Jiang Gongzi for coming to the rescue."

As he spoke, he saw the Vermilion Bird standing next to the white-haired Jiang Yi, and after his expression was slightly stunned, he immediately subconsciously pulled out the saber on his waist and was about to make a move, but was stopped by Shura who was standing next to him.

Then the few of them briefly explained what had happened outside the Cave of Despair.

While they were talking, Qiye began to prepare to open the door of the Demon Palace and lead everyone back to the Demon Palace.

The Demon Palace Gate of the Yin Moon Dynasty resembles a teleportation circle, and the people in the Demon Palace can reach the ends of the earth through this gate. At the same time, the Holy Monarch of the Dynasty can also rely on the spiritual imprint on the gate of the Demon Palace to open the gate in the outside world and return to the Demon Palace.

Qiye came to the open space in front of the camp, urging the majestic demonic qi in his body to operate in a mysterious way, and at the same time operating the primordial spirit to communicate the imprint of the gate of the demon palace in the underworld, after the qi and the machine were connected to each other, he pushed forward with both hands.

Rumble!

The surging demonic qi erupted from his palm like a river, converging in the void three zhang away, suddenly forming a dark green wall of water, and the water waves flowed and rippled layer by layer.

Then the "wall of water" slowly changed its form, becoming a gate more than seven or eight feet wide more than one zhang high, and inside the gate was a barren plain, scattered with large and small stones on the ground, and the growing plants were all withered and knotted, looking rather lonely.

"Inside is the Demon Palace."

After Qiye said a word to the white-haired Jiang Yi, he stepped into the gate of the Demon Palace.

The white-haired Jiang Yi and Suzaku also followed closely behind.

The Demon Palace, as the base camp of the Yin Moon Dynasty, is actually a small world and a small plane, different from the Netherworld Ghost Talisman of Lin'an Junjun and the Black Mountain Hell of the Black Mountain Old Demon, the space in the Demon Palace is very stable, no different from the outside world, far from being able to be broken by the white-haired Jiang Yi with violence.

Suzaku curiously looked around at the surrounding environment, and found that this wasteland was extremely bleak, desolate, and lifeless, and there was a strong yin and demonic aura in the air.

There is a large river about a mile away, and there are large and small buildings standing next to the river, forming a pattern of stars and moons.

In the center of the complex is a solemn palace.

Suzaku never thought that she would one day enter the Demon Palace of the Yin Moon Dynasty, she looked at that building, and couldn't help but have a thought in her heart: if she secretly buried a large number of Xuanxin Divine Thunder there, and then managed to detonate it, she was afraid that she would be able to destroy the Yin Moon Dynasty and complete the great cause that the previous sect masters of the Xuanxin Sect could not do.

As soon as she thought of this, her eyes were slightly hot, and she was a little eager to try.

Qiye pointed to the solemn palace and introduced to the white-haired Jiang Yi:

"That's the palace of the Yin Moon Dynasty."

As he spoke, he gave orders to a few of his subordinates on the side, asking them to settle the wounded and the many elites of the Demon Palace who went out on the expedition. He took the four sages of the Demon Palace, Jing Wuyuan, and the white-haired Jiang Yi towards the palace.

The palace of the Yin Moon Dynasty is not luxurious, and the decoration in it is very simple, it looks majestic and solemn, but it is a little cold.

After Qiye and his party entered the palace, they walked straight in the direction of the queen mother's bedroom.