The wolf demon hesitated for half a second before letting out a long roar.

In this half second, the shadow has already fallen.

This time, Ye Ling did not choose to cut the throat of the wolf demon.

This pure-blooded wolf demon has a much stronger vitality than a half-demon.

Even if their throats are slit, they are still able to make a long whistling sound.

This sounds unbelievable and completely unreasonable, but this is the case, at least the tens of thousands of wolf demons that Ye Ling has killed are like this.

Thick muscles, like armor to protect this wolf demon.

Ye Ling chose the most vulnerable position on the opponent's head this time: the temples.

He expertly slammed the handle of the dagger, and the wolf demon fell to a coma.

Ye Ling raised the knife again and stabbed it into his heart.

The empty defense in the front yard made Ye Ling feel inexplicably uneasy.

Putting aside his doubts for the time being, Ye Ling cautiously groped, trying not to startle the snake.

He wasn't afraid of these wolf demons, but if he angered them, Fan Wen's life hung in the balance.

Ye Ling closed his eyes and looked at it with his spiritual sense, and the front yard of the Moyu Gate, the dilapidated wall, was full of dripping blood.

When I opened my eyes again, the blood on the wall was completely gone, all kinds of jade were inlaid on it, and the front yard was brightly lit, a brilliant scene.

As soon as his eyes opened and closed, Ye Ling found that there was a dilapidated doorway in the corner of the northeast wall.

This doorway, when viewed with spiritual sense, is revealed, and when viewed with the naked eye, it is a white wall.

In contrast, there must be something strange hidden in this hidden doorway.

Ye Ling walked towards the doorway, his body penetrated the snow-white wall, and disappeared.

In the hidden space, there are no wolf demon guards.

Even, I can't even smell the stench of a wolf demon.

It was a closed room, and it was pitch black, with no light in sight.

Ye Ling held up a bright aura orb.

Suddenly, he suddenly stopped and made a posture of preparation!

There were dozens of people standing in this room!

But soon, Ye Ling fixed his eyes and saw that these people standing were not living people, but pitch-black black jade statues.

In addition to humanoid jade carvings, there are also statues of birds and beasts.

Ye Ling focused his attention on the humanoid jade carvings.

These jade carvings, I don't know which master they came from, are carved vividly, as if they were real people.

It's just that the expressions of these jade carvings really make the viewer uncomfortable.

Some of them were angry, some were panicked, some were crying, and some were angry.

The only thing that is not is the smiling expression.

The jade carvings were so real that Ye Ling had just mistaken them for real people.

But the more he looked at it, the more Ye Ling felt that something was wrong.

Even the world's number one jade carving master can't carve a human face so finely.

How did the sculptures, the small bumps on the skin, and the bloodshot in the eyeballs be carved?

Ye Ling had a bad guess in his heart......

"Brother, save me!"

Suddenly, behind the jade carving, there was a faint cry for help.

Ye Ling was shocked, this voice sounded very familiar to him.

"Fan Wen! is that you?"

"It's me, big brother, come and save me!"

Ye Ling hurriedly followed the sound.

He discovered Fan Wen.

This child's legs have become jet black.

"Sure enough, it's a spell!" Ye Ling's heart sank, no wonder these jade carvings were so realistic, they were simply made of living people!

"Big brother, save me, I don't want to be a statue!"

Hearing that Fan Wen's screaming became more and more poignant, Ye Ling was also confused for a while.

How to break the spell, how to break the spell?!

He paced in place, the "jade technique" was too niche, and Ye Ling had always learned a thousand techniques, and he didn't understand it at all.

"Hey, no matter!" he stretched out his hand, trying to use his strong aura to forcibly break away the jade spell.

But he stretched out his hand and hesitated.

"This kid hasn't even opened the bloodline of a martial artist, and if he forcibly rushes away, even if he lifts the jade curse, he will definitely die. ”

Just as he hesitated, the eyeball stone in his pocket trembled again.

Ye Ling no longer felt strange this time, but skillfully fused his vision with the eyeball stone.

Soon, he saw a huge beast, its whole body turned into black mist, and attacked him like a ghost!

Before he could take the initiative to get out of this field of vision, Ye Ling only felt that his palm hanging in mid-air was suddenly grabbed by a cold thing, and then, his wrist was covered with a strange thing.

Ye Ling lowered his head and saw that it was Fan Wen's cold little hand that was holding him!

"You ——!"

As soon as he spit out a word, Ye Ling immediately felt that his whole body was enveloped by an inexplicable sense of stiffness.

Click-

His legs were slowly turning into pitch-black black jade like freezing!

At the same time, the black fog also fell from the sky.

Out of the mist, a wolf's claw pierced, followed by a pure black wolf's head.

Black Jade Demon Wolf.

From the momentum, Ye Ling could be sure that the wolf demon in front of him was the evil demon that plagued Baishan.

The little spell is like child's play for Ye Ling.

"Humph!"

Ye Ling snorted, and his whole body shook violently!

The black jade was shattered from Ye Ling's body and turned into powder.

The demon wolf's pupils fluttered, and he didn't expect that the opponent would be able to forcibly break the spell.

The next moment, a sharp dagger suddenly flashed.

"Whew!"

The demon wolf let out a whimper, like a beaten wild dog.

One of his eyes was gone, and black blood flowed out.

The wound was not big, but the demon wolf felt a clear sense of powerlessness, like a patient with a vicious disease, and his whole body was paralyzed.

"Who are you......" said the demon wolf, half-crouching on the ground, panting.

"The one who killed you. Ye Ling replied.

Da, da, da......

Seeing that the situation was not good, Fan Wen tiptoed and wanted to slip away.

Ye Ling grabbed behind him and directly stuck the boy's throat.

"Want to run, boy, I was kind enough to save you, but you are plotting against me with this evil demon?"

"Cough cough cough ——!" Fan Wen's throat that was choked was suddenly released, and his breath rushed into his trachea, and he coughed violently.

The demon wolf wanted to stand up on the ground, but Ye Ling met it and kicked him violently, knocking him to the ground.

"Hmm!" the demon wolf screamed again, forcibly squeezed out a smile, and said: "Hehehe, I wanted to bring that bald monk here, but I didn't expect such a master to come." ”

"Why do you want to seduce the idiot?" Ye Ling pulled out the Seven Star Sword and put it on the neck of the demon wolf, his eyes staring at Fan Wen.

Fan Wen was a child after all, and he was frightened by Ye Ling at this moment, and replied hesitantly: "Because, because, Baishan chalcedony, hand over the chalcedony, I will be able to see my father!"

"White Mountain chalcedony?" Ye Ling silently recited the name.

Baishan chalcedony is the treasure in Baishan, and Ye Ling knows this thing.

When Bai Chi was an ordinary crocodile, he found Baishan chalcedony by mistake, and under its energy, he became a big demon through the sky.

However, later, Bai Chi did not take the chalcedony for himself, but returned it to the mountain spirits here, instructing them to put the chalcedony back into the jade veins of Bai Mountain, so that it could be born.

It seems that this demon wolf is also like emulating Bai Chi, using Baishan chalcedony to improve his cultivation.