Shi Youning turned over and dodged, Bai Yun split into two after missing a blow, opened the bow left and right, and Liujin blocked in front of her, Shi Youning kicked on the tip of his toes, and his body swept back rapidly.

Dozens of trees swayed their branches to block her path.

The ground rolled, dozens of houses moved, their mouths wide open, their sharp teeth gloomy, and Shi Youning could imagine what would happen if he fell into it.

Liujin caught her falling body, and Shi Youning manipulated it to dodge the rattan that was wrapping around her.

She glanced left and right, and the white clouds had split into a dozen, enveloping her in all directions. Ground...... The ground was densely packed, the grass and trees grew rapidly, the bricks and tiles rose from the ground, and the houses were dormant waiting to eat her......

The only way out is probably to heaven.

Shi Youning pinched a trick, and Liujin rushed up with her. Less than a metre away, she hit a barrier again. I didn't have time to think about it before, but this time she couldn't help but think about it too much.

Enchantment?

If it's just an enchantment, Shi Youning isn't scared of this. After all, she has wishful thinking, and forced demolition has always been her forte. The corners of Shi Youning's lips moved slightly, and his golden body shook, and it turned from a small flying carpet of steel cannons to a dwarf hill in an instant. Soon, the mountain grew bigger and bigger, and it bulldozed the grass and trees on the ground with a crushing force, and the top of the mountain pierced through the white clouds and slammed into the invisible barrier.

Shi Youning sat halfway up and looked at the girl with lowered eyes. The girl didn't seem to be afraid of her breaking through the barrier at all, she seemed to be watching a good show, her delicate face was full of excitement and happiness, and she even applauded every time she hit the gold.

Sensing Shi Youning's eyes, the girl winked at her, looking innocent and innocent. But those eyes were full of banter, like a cat that always likes to tease a mouse to exhaustion.

It doesn't feel good.

Shi Youning frowned.

She stood up, shook her hand, and then sprang up and rushed towards the girl, her left hand on her neck, and her right hand turned into a sharp tiger claw to dig into her heart.

"You're not good. The girl gave her a resentful look.

Shi Youning used his left hand hard and pinched her neck.

The girl felt no pain and no death. Her neck was twisted at an abnormal angle, a large hole had been made in her chest, and the inside of her chest was empty. "It's a bit ruthless, but I'm really starting to like you this time. ”

"I'm going to keep you with me, are you happy?"

As she spoke, her figure faded away, like ink stains gradually fading away until they were gone.

Shi Youning immediately defended, but it was too late, someone pressed her back and giggled in her ear, but this time it was a male voice, "It's so fragrant." ”

His hand stroked the back of Shi Youning's neck, and Shi Youning only felt a chill on his neck, and the whole person stood in place, not moving.

Liujin sensed the danger of his master and wanted to come to his rescue, but the flowers and vines had already gripped it for half of the mountain, and it couldn't break free, these vines restricted it, and it couldn't change back to its original body.

Jiao Cong smiled, and he stroked the scroll with satisfaction.

Shi Youning's figure was clearly imprinted on it, her face was ruddy, her eyes were gloomy, and her right hand was a fox claw.

This is just one of the compounds.

Next to this courtyard, in the small pavilion at the four corners, sat a woman in her twenties, with a snake head and a long tail soaking in the pool below the pavilion.

In another place, among the lush grass, a red-eyed rabbit, as if looking for food, was scattered next to it, and it could be vaguely judged that it was a complex set of ancient clothes.

In the courtyard next to the rabbit, there was a beast cage, and in the cage was a man who was extremely tall and very strong, and he had a king on his forehead.

This is a scroll of paintings, and in the lower left corner is three small characters written in ancient script: Hundred Demon Pictures.

This scroll is made up of ninety-nine courtyards, each of which has a monster imprisoned, and Shi Youning is the last one.

There was a fluctuation in the picture, and a figure appeared on the painting, its appearance was indisputable, like a man and a woman, its body was ethereal like a real fairy, and there was a faint fragrance of ink lingering on its body.

"You're doing a great job. It said to Jiao Cong, "This time this monster's ability is very powerful, and it is even my will." "It is the painting spirit, and it has been given an innate duty since the moment of consciousness.

No matter how much time it takes, no matter how many difficulties it encounters, it must collect all the hundred demons and fill this hundred demon diagrams, so that it can be liberated and even become immortals.

Who made it, it doesn't really know.

For thousands of years, it has fallen into the hands of many people, and it has manipulated the divine consciousness of these human beings to find monsters for themselves.

Now, at last, it's working.

How could it not be excited!

Jiao Cong smiled, he smiled and nodded: "Yes, I am also very satisfied with her." ”

His eyes fell on the demons, snake demons, rabbit demons, fox demons, dog demons, and tree demons...... Until Shi Youning, this fox demon was undoubtedly the most powerful in it.

The thousand-year-old family, fortunately, it is Shi Youning's generation, otherwise this fox demon may not fall into his hands.

As if seeing his greed, the painting spirit frowned and scolded: "What you asked before, I will definitely be satisfied." Now, you send me to ......"

Before he could finish speaking, he heard a sneer.

Painting Ling said in a deep voice: "Jiao Cong, are you laughing at me?"

Jiao Cong was no longer as cautious as before, he crossed his arms and looked at the painting spirit, and said, "Do you know why this painting is called the Hundred Demon Diagram, but there are only ninety-nine courtyards where the demon body is imprisoned?"

"Why?" the painting spirit really didn't know.

It hadn't thought much about this, maybe maybe this canvas could only hold ninety-nine.

Jiao Cong sighed slightly, "Why don't you understand?"

"You...... It's the hundredth demon. "What kind of canvas is this, the picture of the hundred demons is drawn on the human skin, with the essence of the wolf demon's bones and blood.

And the painting spirit is the spirit of the wolf demon, which was sealed into the hundred demon diagrams, looking for ninety-nine demons for it.

Since the Six Paths of Scuffle, many big demons have fallen, and the demon clan with a great injury has hidden in the world, coupled with the chaos of aura, most of the demon clan people have not been able to transform into shapes, just like ordinary birds and beasts, and they have endured this boundless time.

Those who can transform again are all relatively profound, or they have encountered some chance, so it is not easy to get enough of these ninety-nine demons.

Jiao Cong is really happy.

Yes, he is not stingy with solving the puzzles of this little wolf demon.

"Impossible...... Are you lying to me? Little ants, dare to have the guts to deceive me. The voice of the painting spirit was fierce, and with its rage, the hundred demon diagram began to swing, and the ninety-nine demons inside seemed to feel its call, faintly awakening.

"Huh. ”

"Huh. ”

Two sneers rang out.

A voice came from Jiao Cong.

And the other voice......