Passing through the entire Demon Tung Forest, a few miles to the west, is the Demon Fantasy Spring, a natural hot spring with steaming mist. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

There is already a formation arrangement on the edge of the Demon Spring, dividing a huge soup spring into thousands of equal small soup springs, and each soup spring is also surrounded by dense screens and small doors, as if it is a completely separated small single room.

The male and female cultivators with fairy costumes couldn't wait to jump into the hot spring of their favorite with the goblins beside them.

Those who refuse to be served by the goblins find one that looks pleasing to the eye, push the door in, and then close the door, as for whether they have a bubble or not, I don't know.

Lu Zheng was one of these many self-reliant cultivators. As for the people he cared about, Lu Zheng was very confident that he should be as single as him.

Just imagined that there were thousands of male nuns and female goblins of unknown origin, but in fact, they were still brewing in the same soup, so Lu Zheng couldn't get off his feet, so he simply closed his eyes cross-legged, sat on the jade couch on the edge of the soup spring, and concentrated on cultivation.

However, there were too many people and demons around him, and he couldn't concentrate at all, so in order not to go mad, Lu Zheng had no choice but to give up, but when he opened his eyes, because of the divine consciousness he released, he accidentally heard a lot of sounds that made people blush.

Lu Zheng's face darkened, and he secretly sighed that some cultivators were unrestrained.

It was just in this unrestrained that Lu Zheng also heard the whispers of several cultivators who had come together.

"How is it possible that these goblins really didn't harm anyone?"

"Could it be that there is really a pie in the sky? I guess after a night of romance, these goblins will each be pregnant with the flesh and blood of a cultivator, and when this demon hybrid is born, the world will be in chaos. ”

"I think you're thinking too much. ”

"Wait, the fox's tail will be revealed. ”

Shocked by the cultivators' brains, Lu Zheng trembled, and then was steamed by the steaming hot spring water behind him, Lu Zheng always felt a little uncomfortable, so he simply got up from the jade couch and pushed the door out.

None of the small soup spring compartments dotted around had their doors opened, Lu Zheng's eyes narrowed slightly, and he didn't need to cultivate, he just walked lightly and walked back to the previous Demon Tung Forest on foot.

I saw that the demon tung forest at this time was unrecognizable and devastated, as if someone had sucked away all the essence of the entire sycamore forest.

However, Lu Zheng clearly felt that under his feet, wisps of things with distinct veins like a trickle were gradually moving towards the Demon Tung Forest from the direction of the Demon Illusion Spring.

With the passage of time, the sycamore trees with bleak faces seem to come to life one by one, and their spirit is gradually replenished.

"Could it be that those cultivators who were hooked by the goblins also contributed their strength?"

The spirit of demons has always had legends.

Lu Zheng thought about it and had a guess, but he didn't plan to turn around and go back to save everyone.

Since the demon clan sincerely opened Qiwu Mountain and invited everyone to participate in the sacrificial ceremony, then before the ceremony was held, the lives of all the cultivators should be safe. As for being sucked a little bit of energy, there is a reward for paying, right?

Just when Lu Zheng couldn't help laughing, he heard a lot of strange rustling sounds in the demon tree forest that was gradually recovering.

At first, Lu Zheng thought that there was an ambush by the demon clan, but when he quietly approached to take a look, he found that the cultivators who walked out of the Tangquan cubicle were the same as him, and each of them caught a charming goblin, tied up, whipped, coerced and lured, and was interrogating each other.

Lu Zheng was stunned for a moment, then nodded, and said secretly: "The cultivators who lick the blood on the knife edge, sure enough, there are not many who are really stupid. ”

Lu Zheng took a breath and was about to leave quietly, but he caught a glimpse of the shadow of the red clothes out of the corner of his eye.

Could it be that Lan has no regrets?

Lu Zheng was a little puzzled, and before he could react, a pair of footsteps had dived over on his own, and when he looked at it, he really didn't regret it.

Lan Buregret was pinching the neck of a glamorous goblin, and without waiting for the other party to scream, he raised his hand and slashed, and the movement was crisp and neat, cutting the goblin in half.

Immediately, the corners of Lan Buregret's lips hooked, and he unhurriedly began to pick and choose in the dissected goblin's body, letting out a puzzle from time to time, and blooming a rare smile from time to time.

Lan Buregret's serious and careful posture is like doing important research.

Lu Zheng smiled, he was stunned when he smiled, and then he was frightened.

Seeing Lan Buregret dissecting the goblin, he actually laughed subconsciously, could it be that he was also unconsciously metamorphosed?

Lu Zheng was frightened, and immediately withdrew his feet and turned around, dodging back to his small soup spring.

The sky was sprinkled with light, the sun rose, and the closed small soup springs finally opened one after another, and the male nuns who were full of energy and a little depressed walked out of the cubicle, and all the energetic male and female goblins laughed coquettishly, and threw a wink at the celibate cultivators who had been waiting outside for a long time, and immediately retreated, and thanked them meaninglessly.

The group of cultivators who had been away all night didn't know what the other party was thanking for, but looking at the idiot-like eyes of the single cultivators on the other side, and then carefully sensing the empty Danzhu in their bodies, they suddenly felt that they had made a mistake, and almost cried and grabbed the ground.

However, the loss of essence qi was too disgraceful and embarrassing, and the cultivators who had suffered the secret loss could only knock out their teeth and swallow blood, pretending that nothing had happened.

In the middle of the sound, an ordinary-looking demon clan came from a distance, bowed to the people with different expressions, and said thank you again, and then led everyone out of the real demon clan hinterland.

Turning the unbearable demon spring, passing by the demon tung forest that was as strange as the first time, everyone walked through a small bridge and flowing water, and finally saw a wisp of prosperity like smoke.

Elegant and graceful pavilions, atmospheric thatched houses, majestic and solemn palace spires, and many residences of different styles are arranged in a staggered manner.

What appeared in front of the cultivators was suddenly an ordinary large-scale human town.

The streets are bustling, the shops are numerous, the vendors are selling, and all kinds of banshees and banshees are walking among them, buying and selling, talking and laughing, and enjoying themselves.

A little farther away, the tall halls are layered on top of each other, and a solemn majesty is conveyed in the distance.

The demon clan who led the way smiled and introduced to everyone: "That is the core residence of the high-level demon clan, and the sacrificial ceremony will also be held in the big square in front of the temple." It's still early, so if you don't give up, take a walk around. ”

"However, there is one thing that needs to be reminded of you. Like a beautiful goblin like the Fantong Demon in the Demon Forest, you still don't want to provoke too much. Otherwise, when the moon rises in the treetops and the sacrificial ceremony begins, some cultivators can't get up, hehe, it won't look good. ”

A few hehes from the leading goblin made the cultivators who had just spent a sour and refreshing night of leisure turn white for a while, so they were not embarrassed. (To be continued.) )