Demon Palace, dungeon.

There was silence all around, the cells adjacent to each other were empty, the guards who were guarding the cells outside were nowhere to be seen, and the entire dungeon was so quiet that only the sound of his own breathing could be heard.

Bai Qi moved his wrist, which was tightly wrapped in chains, leaned back, leaned his head against the wall, turned slightly, and listened to the wall, through the thick wall, he could faintly hear the sound of the waves rushing outside, only then did he feel that he was alive, not dead in the soul search of Fang Cai.

His consciousness was half confused and half awake, and he took a few deep breaths, and the fog in his mind seemed to dissipate a little.

Bai Qi turned his head to look outside the cell, and in his impression, the two jailers guarding this floor of the cell were both in the late Yuan Infant period. For some reason, neither of them was outside at this time, Xu left in a hurry, and the key to open the cell door and chain fell on the bench outside.

It was a crescent-shaped jade pendant with a gold rim.

Bai Qi looked at it, his eyes lit up, dragging the chains on his body and struggling to get close to the prison door, and then tried to force a spiritual power from his fingertips towards the jade pendant. The chains on his body also have the effect of suppressing spiritual power, and after four or five attempts, Bai Qi successfully got the jade pendant and opened the chain and the prison door.

At this time, his consciousness began to gradually fog again, and the spiritual power that could be called upon in his body was no longer enough to support a breathing technique.

Run out of the dungeon like this, I'm afraid that before I leave the Demon Emperor Palace, I will be caught back.

Bai Qi was desperate in his heart.

At this moment, he regretted that he did not refuse when he was chosen by Concubine Li. Without Concubine Li and the Demon Emperor Palace, without becoming the throne priest of the Prayer Hall, he may not have the cultivation he has now, but at least he will not even hold his life in the hands of others, and live in fear all day long.

He walked for a long time in remorse and fear, until he left the dungeon and came to the surface, and no one appeared to stop him.

A huge Demon Emperor Palace, as if it had been empty overnight.

Where have all the people gone?

"Hey, there's another fish that slipped through the net?"

The sound came from above his head, Bai Qi raised his head, and saw that the large array enveloping the Demon Emperor Palace had opened a huge gap at some point, and six black flying boats were sailing in from outside along this gap at this time.

On the deck of the first flying boat, there stood a man with a compass in his hand, and the voice just now was made by him.

Before Bai Qi came back to his senses, he was grabbed by the void and lifted to the deck.

At this time, looking down again, eight small red and golden flags are surrounding several palaces centered on the Prayer Hall, and a layer of golden halo is condensed between these eight small flags, through which the outlines of several palaces can be faintly seen, as well as hundreds of monks and demon beasts who are shrouded in them at this time.

No wonder there was no one in the Demon Palace, it turned out that they were all trapped there!

"You ......" Bai Qi was shocked, and then looked at the people on the deck.

The people on the flying boat were dressed differently, but almost everyone held a compass in their hands, and looked carefully at the disciple's jade plate hanging from their waists, and the wooden card engraved on it was a mark of a gossip plate.

Their identities are already very clear, one of the five sects and three sects of the Demon Dao, the people of Senluomen!

No wonder, this big array outside the Demon Emperor Palace Island was unraveled so easily.

In terms of attainments in the formation, it is not said that it is in Beizhou, even in the entire cultivation realm, there are few people who can compare with the people of Sen Luomen.

In the Demon Emperor Palace, Bai Qi is not the only one who has slipped through the net.

The cultivators on the flying boat streamed down into the palaces and caves below, carefully searching every part of the island.

And within the range of the array flag, eight illusions opened at the same time.

Each illusion is composed of several thoughts, which are extremely complex, and it is even more difficult to peek into the flaws.

The three-tailed white fox who was good at illusion couldn't get out of the formation, let alone the others who were in the illusion right now.

Everyone, you look at me, I look at you, with shock and confusion on their faces.

"Are we being dragged into the formation that envelops the Hall of Prayer?"

"Where are the Lord and Concubine Li?"

"Why don't you see the figure of the Lord and Concubine Li, isn't it that they have ......?"

The strength is as strong as the Lord, and he is not the opponent of the person who controls the formation.

The end of the rebellion...... The crowd did not dare to think deeply.

Above the illusion, a figure slowly rose.

It was a graceful woman, wearing a purple gauze skirt with a fluttering skirt and a dusty face, as beautiful as if she were not mortal.

There were several other people beside her, all centered on her.

One of the old men dressed in sackcloth said in a solemn voice: "This is Lord Demon Venerable, you can be captured as soon as possible, and you can still spare your life." ”

The majestic female voice of Fang Cai appeared in everyone's hearts.

Surrender, or die!

The illusion changed, and the wind and thunder resounded in the ears. The woman in the air is like a god who dominates life.

I don't know who knelt down first, and then the people in the illusion fell to their knees.

Respectfully kowtowing to the woman who appeared above the illusion.

Surrender, or death.

They undoubtedly chose the former.

Looking at the purple figure in the air, everyone willingly shouted, "I've seen Lord Demon Venerable!" ”

(End of chapter)