An octagonal pattern, under Qin Lie's depiction, slowly appeared on the stone floor.

The octagonal shape is made of bones, each protruding corner is a skull of Bai Sensen, and the interior of the octagonal shape is painted with wisps of ghosts and ghosts.

- This is the ruined pattern of the medicine mountain.

From the strange octagonal pattern in the medicine mountain, the wood carving in Qin Lie's hand received a wisp of information, and he also got the upper volume of the Nine Shadows Cult.

The pattern he depicts today is not useful at all, it is just a shape.

However, at the moment when his pattern had just formed, the hexagonal old man of the Horned Demon Clan, who had been closing his eyes tightly, finally opened his eyes for the first time.

The old man looked at the strange pattern depicted by Qin Lie with a shocked expression, and suddenly said sharply, "Who are you, where have you seen this pattern?"

It was also the first time he spoke.

"Do you know what kind of pattern this is?" Qin Lie asked without answering.

"White Bone Spirit Altar! This is what my clan uses to communicate, the White Bone Spirit Altar you carved has eight horns! This kind of White Bone Spirit Altar can only be built by the octagonal powerhouses of our clan!" This old man of the six-cornered Horned Demon Clan, with deep and bottomless eyes, stared straight at Qin Lie and shouted: "Where have you seen this White Bone Spirit Altar? Only when you have seen this thing can you accurately portray it!"

Qin Lie was suddenly shocked.

The eight-horned White Bone Spirit Altar, only the octagonal powerhouse of the Horned Demon Clan can successfully portray it?

The octagonal people of the Horned Demon Clan are comparable to the peerless powerhouses of the Immortal Realm of the Human Race, and even the blood of a thousand years ago is only in the Nirvana Realm!

The strength is equal to that of the Horned Demon Clan Octagonal Warrior of the Immortal Realm. I have been to Medicine Mountain. This white bone altar was built on the back of the medicine mountain. Seal the upper volume of the Nine Shadows Cult in it, activated by his wood carving, the immortal demon, and call his grandfather Venerable......

"Uncle, the eight-horned White Bone Spirit Altar, the entire Horned Demon Clan...... Only two people can build it. The octagonal white bone spirit altar can not only transmit, but also store things. Can seal liliang ......" a four-cornered horned demon warrior, shocked.

"Shut up!" the old man shouted.

The rest of the simple-minded Horned Demon Clan warriors, who were originally red-faced, were also excited, and seemed to want to say something.

Under his loud shout, everyone's expressions changed, and they all fell silent.

"I can transmit information, I can store things, and I can seal Liliang ......" Qin Lie thought secretly. His expression was amazed.

"Where have you seen this octagonal white bone spirit altar?" the old man asked sharply again.

"On the back of the medicine mountain, there are people ...... It is necessary to use the white bone altar of octagonal spirits. Summons my grandfather. At this moment, Qin Lie saw that his thinking was becoming clearer and clearer, and after confirming that the pattern was related to the Horned Demon Clan, he was 100% sure of his guess - his grandfather had a close relationship with the Horned Demon Clan.

He also understood that his previous judgment was correct, the reason why he was able to leave the Netherworld was not because he and Song Tingyu were lucky, nor because the powerhouses of the Horned Demon Clan did not pay attention to him.

It was the other party who deliberately released the water.

So, when the old man was horrified, he took out the wood carving of the space ring like lightning, and held the wood carving so that the old man of the hexagonal horned demon clan could see it clearly.

A few seconds later, he quickly retracted the wood carving back into the space ring, adding, "My name is Qin Lie, and my grandfather's name is Qin Shan. ”

Those triangular and four-cornered horned demon warriors didn't react particularly when they saw the wood carving, and when he explained his name and Qin Shan's name.

They don't seem to know the secrets of these tribes.

However, the old man of the hexagonal was shocked.

The old man was shocked by a strong impact, his face was full of surprise, and he stared at Qin Lie for a long time.

Qin Lie didn't speak either.

He was waiting, waiting for the old man to calm down, waiting for the old man to take the initiative to ask.

After a long while, the old man finally asked, "I have never heard that His Holiness has a grandson, how much do you know about your grandfather? How much do you know about us, and how much do you know about us and your grandfather?"

"I don't know. Qin Lie said in a deep voice.

"I don't know?" the old man's scarred face showed a hideous sneer, "You were tricked by the Xuantian Alliance to deceive us, right?"

Qin Lie frowned and explained, "A few years ago, my grandfather said that he was going to leave, and this wood carving was left to me by him. I, for some reasons, don't know where my grandfather came from, and I want to ask you, what is the relationship between my grandfather and you?

"You want to know?" the old man sneered.

"Naturally wondering. Qin Lie said calmly.

"Unless you help me get out of trouble, so as to prove that this is not a trap of the Xuantian Alliance, I can't believe you. The six-cornered old man of the Horned Demon Clan looked at him coldly, "Only in this way can I be sure that you are the grandson of the Venerable, and only in this way will I believe in you!"

"Help you get out of trouble, are you kidding?" Qin Lie snorted coldly, "I'm just in the Vientiane Realm, judging from the strength of your horned demon clan, I'm only a three-horned warrior Liliang." With my realm, trying to help you get out of trouble from this place is simply asking for your own death!"

"If you can't do that, I can't trust you. The hexagonal old man also said coldly.

Qin Lie was a little depressed.

When he finally had a clue about his grandfather, however, when he was about to unravel it, the old man of the Horned Demon Clan didn't believe him and put forward such harsh conditions.

This place is the prison of the Xuantian Alliance, there are many prohibitions, and there are many strong people stationed there, even if he wants to forcibly break the prohibition with the Xuantian Thunder, he may not be able to help the old man of this horn demon clan get out.

Once he did this, the relationship between him and the Xuantian Alliance would immediately crumble.

The Xuantian Alliance will not only kill him mercilessly, but may also anger the Ling family and destroy the Ling family members who are hiding in the poisonous mist.

Unless he can silently and without attracting the attention of the Xuantian League, God can help the old man escape from prison without knowing it.

However, how easy is it to save this hexagonal old man who has been nailed all over his body, who has been severely injured, and who is unable to cultivate with the help of the Demon Qi, silently?

It's a fantasy!

"You come and tell me, what can I do to help you leave?" Qin Lie asked rhetorically, and said coldly: "As long as you can find a way, I am willing to try!"

"Are you really willing?" said the old man of the six corners.

"You can't expose the relationship between me and you, otherwise, I, as well as my relatives, will be wiped out by the Xuantian Alliance in an instant. Qin Lie had a calm face, "I have my concerns. ”

"I really have a way, as long as you are willing to help, I can get out of trouble. As long as you are careful, you will not be suspected by the Xuantian Alliance, how about it?" the old man looked at him faintly.

"Let's talk about it first. ”

...... (To be continued......)

PS: ps: Thank you for Xiao Pan yesterday, Pan Jueming's redness, thank you ~~

Uh, today's four chapters, some chapters have a relatively small number of words, everyone Haihan, because I really can't write ~~~

zuihou weakly asked for a monthly pass again~