Hua Youyou suddenly stopped, and wondered: "What do you mean when you say demon blood." ”

Jiang Wangchen recalled the contents of the blood cauldron and said: "Demon Blood, Heaven and Earth Killing, of course, refers to people who go against the sky, in the entire mural, it is not the king who tries to change his life who can trigger the punishment of heaven, and who else?" ”

Hua Youyou was not in a hurry to close the coffin, and after thinking for a while, she said, "Why not the wizard who presided over the sacrifice." The bloody turbidity of the sun is what he guided. ”

Jiang Wangchen shook his finger and retorted confidently: "It won't be that wizard, he is just an executioner at most, and the only person who really controls the fate of the common people is the highest class ruler of the country, it is he who ignores the unkindness of heaven and earth, and it is he who pronounced the death sentence of the country, which finally led to the collapse of the country and the destruction of the common people." ”

"Are you excusing that wizard?" Hua Youyou was not moved by Jiang Wangchen's excitement, and asked indifferently: "If that wizard doesn't say this witchcraft that harms all living beings, how can the king of the ancient kingdom know." ”

Being questioned so bluntly by Hua Youyou, Jiang Wangchen's heart trembled suddenly, and said, "Is there one?", thinking about his heart, and said, "Me and him... He has nothing to do with me... Why should I... Defend him. ”

Jiang Wangchen felt that he lacked the confidence to say this, and hurriedly added: "Although the wizard understands this demonic art against the sky, he is the king who serves the ancient country after all, and the final decision always belongs only to the king, and since ancient times, which one does not seek immortality?"

Seeing Jiang Wangchen's stubbornness, Hua Youyou had no intention of arguing, and still felt that something was strange in his heart, such a tragic ending was too unexpected, there must have been something wrong with it, especially the wisp of the depressed remnant soul, I don't know where to go, where is it now? But it can only be inferred through a few simple murals and a few inscriptions, just like flipping through the fragments of broken sentences, climbing cliffs and cliffs, everywhere is not smooth, and every step is blocked. It's just that I can't take care of these things at the moment, and now the top priority is to find the exit of Yongdao first.

"Then what do you think of the magic circle in the second half of the sentence? "Hua Yu opened up another puzzle.

"The magic array should be the magic circle summoned by the wizard, could it be the black pentagram in front of us? Jiang Wangchen thought: "In terms of the luster on the magic circle, this ink color and the black hole that devours the light of the red sun really give people the same texture. ”

"Well, I agree with you. Hua Youyou put her index finger to her lips, bit it lightly, lowered her head and frowned for a moment and said: "This Yongdao has also come to an end here, and there is no other exit, do you say that the exit will be behind the magic circle." ”

"Even if the exit is really behind the magic circle, but that wizard can even do such a witchcraft as the Raccoon Blood Turbidity Sun, it is definitely not easy to break this magic array. Jiang Wangchen was also at a loss.

"Well, but you don't have to be so discouraged at the beginning, and if you think back to the last sentence, it should be the person who left this inscription, leaving us the most important clue. ”

"The magic array, borrowing the soul and moving, can be reversed and cannot be dismantled, with the five mangs as the grid, guiding the language of thousands of hidden flowers, leading the resentful soul to eat back, and breaking it. Jiang Wangchen read it again, these words were still obscure, and it was even more impossible for him to find out the clues, so he shook his head and gave up.

"My memory is good, but why are you so stupid?", Hua Youyou pretended to be disappointed and sighed, shook her head and said: " The magic array, borrowing the soul and the move, is to say that this soul array is summoned by using the soul as a medium, so it seems that it should be the same root and origin as the blood turbidity sun, which is reversible and inseparable, which means that this magic circle can not be forcibly destroyed, it can only retrograde the trajectory it summons, layer by layer disintegration, with the five-mang, referring to the evolution of the fortune of this magic circle is based on the evolution of the pentagram of the arranging method, guiding the language of a thousand ghost flowers, leading the soul to fight back, it should be the flower language of guiding a thousand ghost flowers, and then summoning the soul of injustice and anti-devouring the demon array. In this way, it seems that this array is really waiting for me to break it. ”

Jiang Wangchen didn't know what the flowers were faint about, and said, "Why do you say that?"

"You don't understand this, in the flower clan, the flower language is not only the message of the flower demon, but also implies the highest cultivation of the flower demon, each flower demon can only comprehend their own flower language, it is possible to break through the meaning of the flower language itself and change the life, and this thousand flowers can be used only by me, the only remaining thousand flowers in the world. ”

Jiang Wangchen still couldn't believe it in his heart, and said worriedly: "Will that be dangerous?"

"Don't worry, this girl is not only beautiful as a flower, but also gifted and intelligent, and no difficulty can stump me. Hua Youyou patted his chest and said heroically.

After finishing speaking, Hua Youyou cautiously approached the demon array, and the inky qi silk in the demon array slowly moved around the pentagram star grid, as if it had a unique life trajectory, floating aimlessly. Some of them seemed to sense some kind of dangerous aura, and suddenly became restless, and the wolf rushed in the pentagram, but it quickly subsided automatically, and the purple mist under the ink-colored magic circle was no longer the calm and restrained when they first met, for some reason, it suddenly became a little richer, and the purple qi rose and circled, still rushing around under the magic circle, but every time it reached the critical point of the outbreak, it was always entangled by the ink-colored gas filament, and was finally ruthlessly suppressed.

Hua Youyou took in these subtle changes in the magic circle, half fearful and half excited in his heart, and said: "Jiang Wangchen, when I wait to perform the Thousand Shadow Flower Language, you must protect me and not be disturbed too much. ”

Jiang Wangchen didn't smile, entered the posture of preparing for battle, and nodded seriously: "Hmm!"

The flowers are quiet and quiet, and they begin to bend their waists and take slight steps, dancing their clothes, the purple yarn is soft and light, like a purple light streamer, the wind returns to the snow, and the curtain graceful dance is leisurely and soft, like Luan Hui, such as a phoenix. Listening to the flowers and lips moving, the language of a thousand flowers, shallow chanting, the voice is ethereal penetrating, the tone is resentful, like a deep boudoir woman who is obsessed with promises, staring, staring.

Jiang Wangchen was fascinated when he heard this, for fear that he would accidentally lose his mind and be distracted by the enchantment. Hold your breath at the moment, don't think about it, just concentrate on any wind and grass around you, but here the flowers have finished singing the flower language twice, and there is still silence around the stone wall, even the candle flame is still still, and the wind is not heard.

Jiang Wangchen took the time to look at Hua Youyou, and saw that she was also dazed and confused. After chanting the flower language for the third time, there was still no movement in the secret room, and the flowers put away their dancing posture and stopped. The two looked at each other, and their hearts were suffocated.

"Why is it that after reciting the language of the Thousand Shadows, the magic circle still does not move, it stands to reason that the unjust souls trapped in the magic array should be sensitive, there must be some key information that we have missed. After Hua Youyou finished speaking, she fell into contemplation again, the short inscription engraved on the blood cauldron had already been familiar with her heart, and now she came to her mind and pondered it repeatedly,

Jiang Wangchen also frowned and thought about it, and silently recited the inscription again in his heart, he should have found some clues, his eyes lit up, and when he saw that he wanted to speak, he swallowed again.

Hua Youyou saw Jiang Wangchen hesitant, and remembered that when he met him for the first time, he was so sharp when he spoke loudly, and the stark contrast made her laugh instead of anger, and said: "What's the matter, if you find anything, just say it, when you first saw me, you didn't twist and pinch like now." ”

"I don't have anything to squirm about, I'm just... It's just that I'm not sure about my own guesses. Jiang Wangchen lowered his head and explained.

Hua Youyou shrugged her shoulders and looked disapproving: "It's better to be unsure than not to have a clue, but it's okay to say it." ”

"You just said that the source of the thick aura of this Dao is the Dragon Purple Blood Cauldron in the middle of the secret room, but in the secret room, you obviously feel that the aura contained in this blood cauldron is restrained, and on this blood cauldron, there is an inscription engraved to crack the magic circle, and all the connections have returned to the blood cauldron, there must be something strange about this?" Jiang Wangchen analyzed the cocoon.

"Well, you have a point, but I'm too obsessed with cracking the circle and I'm missing the heart of the matter. Hua Youyou nodded in approval, and repeated all the key words to herself: "Dragon Purple Blood Cauldron, Anger Qi, Law Circle, Guide Thousand Youyou Flower Language, and Cause Grievance Soul to Fight Back?"

"If you take the blood kettle as the center and contact them one by one, maybe there will be a new breakthrough, the relationship between the blood kettle and the anger is relatively easy, we have analyzed it before. The only existence in this secret chamber must have a specific causal relationship. The blood kettle and the flower language are the words of a thousand flowers engraved on the blood kettle. If there is a connection between the blood cauldron and the unjust soul, then it doesn't make sense that the unjust soul is suppressed in the magic circle. Hua Youyou followed Jiang Wangchen's train of thought and continued to deliberate.

"Since the soul is not sealed in the circle, it is only in the blood cauldron. Jiang Wangchen interjected.

"In the blood cauldron?" Hua Youyou muttered and repeated in her mouth, all the doubts were condensed in her eyebrows, and suddenly it was like a thousand rays of light passing through the thick fog, all the doubts suddenly dissipated, and her eyes suddenly brightened: "Yes! Yes! Why didn't you think of it at first." In this way, it makes sense, this anger is born from the obsession of these dead souls, and the blood cauldron is the source of the evil spirit, the dead soul is undoubtedly imprisoned in the blood cauldron, and this magic circle still retains the breath of the ancient wizards, and the dead souls restrain the release of the anger out of instinctive fear. ”

Jiang Wangchen never thought that his unintentional sentence was lucky to hit the bottom of the riddle, and all the doubts were solved, and he was also smiling with joy at the moment.