Maybe it was the wisp of Yuan Shen Origin that Cheng Ling gave him, among the many uncles and aunts, Jiang Daoqi's favorite was precisely the uncle who had been sitting in front of the weeds.

Every day, he will spare some time to accompany Cheng Ling, and the two rarely communicate with each other, just sitting silently on the side. Sometimes, after Cheng Ling broke the formation, he would also have some words with him. Every time he spoke, Jiang Daoqi was inexplicably happy.

Uncle Cheng Ling knows too much, the big bad wolf and Little Red Riding Hood, Ali Baba and the forty thieves, and the magical frog prince. Every story made him yearn for Cheng Ling's hometown and the outside world.

It's just that he knows that they are trapped in a magical place, and Uncle Cheng Ling is trying to find a way to take his uncles and parents away. Sometimes, he would also practice swordsmanship in front of Cheng Ling for a while, but at this time, Uncle Cheng Ling changed his previous kindness and became very strict.

Every time you practice swords, you must be meticulous, and you must insist on two hours of basic swordsmanship cultivation every day, even if you are not in front of him, you can't relax. Gradually, a tacit understanding seemed to have formed between the two, and they spent at least two hours a day together.

Although Cheng Ling focuses on breaking the formation, he can also consciously persevere. It's just that in the recent period, Cheng Ling has told him fewer and fewer stories, and the time for instructing him in swordsmanship has also shortened sharply. He knew that Uncle Cheng Ling was trying to find a way to take them away, so he didn't bother, but would sit with them for a period of time every day.

The light faded and another day passed. Liu Yun moved her body and wanted to call Jiang Daoqi back. But the evil wind shook his head and didn't say a word. In the past three years, almost everyone except for the four demon generals and Zhong Changsheng, who came back later, are used to such days.

The mustard in my heart is all put down, and every day in addition to cultivation is to accompany Jiang Daoqi. The small body acts as a bridge between humans and demons. By chance, Cheng Ling said to him: "Evil Wind Daoist, just work hard in this direction, Daoqi is very well-behaved, it will be a great help!"

Therefore, after more than ten years of getting along, the evil wind has a very complicated mood for Cheng Ling. There is jealousy, jealousy, admiration, and gratitude. Gradually, it is finally less insidious and ruthless in the past, and more gentle.

Bai Yiyi and Xiyan stood there quietly, looking at Cheng Ling's thin body and pale hair, not knowing what to say. They have long known the relationship between Cheng Ling and Liu Qingyan and Gu Youlan. For more than ten years, a deep friendship has already been formed between everyone, and I can't see it.

It's just that at the same time as the heart is miserable, it is also an indescribable pity. It is conceivable that Cheng Ling is under such heavy pressure, and at this moment, what else is there to complain about? Not to mention Liu Qingyan, Gu Youlan and their friendship, even if it is for Cheng Ling, they are willing to accompany them.

Day after day, the hourglass of time does not stop at all. There are only three months left in the year, and the node is cracked to the one hundred and eighth. This is still due to the fact that the life and death ban has reached the peak of Dacheng, and the speed of cracking is many times faster.

The last node is even more mysterious. It is already the core of the formation, and the loss of spiritual power cannot be made up for by simple repair, the Yuan Shen Pill is exhausted, and it can only be replaced by the Fu Shen Pill refined by Xiyan.

It's a pity that the medicinal power of the Restoration Pill is nearly half worse than that of the Yuan Shen Pill, and the recovery time is greatly extended. In order to ensure the deduction time, he had to temper his willpower again, and the only two dark red blood stones left on his body were consumed.

One hundred and eight nodes are already the last nodes of the Lost Trace Formation. As long as it is broken, the way out will be revealed.

Finally, another two months passed. The mysterious lines in Cheng Ling's eyes flashed overwhelmingly, and it was difficult to find the gaps in them, and the formation was promoted to the peak of the eighth grade

Death Forbidden has reached the pinnacle of Dacheng!

The figure trembled, and all the one hundred and eight nodes were connected in a line, like the lines of a constellation, connected together. With a slight movement of his hands, a long series of handprints were made at a speed that his divine sense could not capture, and a dazzling light flashed at one hundred and eight nodes.

In an instant, it soared into the sky, and one hundred and eight pillars of light pierced through the shrouded demonic qi, pointing to the sky in the distance, as if they were about to connect with the stars in the sky.

After a long time, the whole earth shook slightly. With Cheng Ling as the center, a wave of water ripples radiated out and spread far away. The scene in front of everyone's eyes became completely clear, the originally gray sky turned into blue sky and white clouds, and all the demonic energy dissipated.

On the ground, the weeds disappeared, replaced by a flat paved with white jade, shining with white light under the sunlight, and a trace of green hidden in it, indescribably elegant and rich.

Looking along the ground and looking ahead, there is a palace-like building, the walls of the palace are a little gray, full of the weight of history.

Cheng Ling stood up, turned his head and said, "Everyone, the formation has been broken, and that palace may be the direction we left!"

Everyone suddenly woke up from the changes around them, and the gloom in their eyes dissipated, and they were more excited and incredulous. Looking in all directions, I can't imagine the endless weedy plain, the truth is just a palace square of thousands of square feet!

As Cheng Ling got up, Jiang Daoqi was the first to follow, and everyone behind him also followed. After waiting for so long, I finally have the hope of leaving, where do I dare to be left behind.

Before coming to the palace, I took a closer look, and there were no traces of formation prohibition on it. Cheng Ling stretched out his palm, and with a little force, the heavy door opened with a "squeak".

Entering the palace, there was not the slightest furnishing inside, and there were no portals to enter or exit around it, just an empty hall with dust on the ground. Cheng Ling's eyes swept around, and finally converged on the ground.

In the dusty places, there are vague traces that are different from the corners. Slowly walked forward along those tracks, walked for a while, and felt that the ground under my feet was slightly different. With a wave of the sleeves of the robe, the dust on the ground dispersed a little, revealing a floor tile inlaid with copper rings.

Cheng Ling stretched out his hand and touched it gently, and the floor tiles seemed to be moving. He grabbed the brass ring and lifted the tiles open. A deep passage that leads straight down from the ground, leading nowhere.

His consciousness swept into the passage, and when he found nothing, he walked in first. Liu Qingyan, Jian Yinghao and others followed without hesitation, and Evil Wind, Liu Yun, Jiang Daoqi, Hai Gonggong, and Qinghuang Yuguan entered. The remaining five hesitated for a long time, and finally had to follow in.

As I walked all the way, it was very dark at first, and I could barely see the path ahead. It's just that after a while, it began to gradually light up again, and after walking for a long time, the passage began to widen, and both sides were inlaid with huge pearls, and the road in front of me was instantly easy to walk.

It's just that the terrain of the passage has been going down, and I don't know where it leads. After a day of walking, there is still no end in sight. On the second day, the passage was still the same, and on the third day, it was still straight down. The four demon generals gradually lost their breath and said, "Are we stuck in the formation again, how can there be such a long passage, isn't it leading to the bottom of the sea?"

Everyone was shocked, if the Blood Demon Continent was really an island, it was very likely that their current location was just below the surface of the sea. Cheng Ling didn't pay any attention to it and continued to walk forward.

He did not speak, and the rest of the crowd had to follow. The four demon generals and Zhong Changsheng had doubts in their hearts, but there was only this one path at present, and they had no choice but to continue to follow and move forward.

Maybe they

I guessed right, the channel continued to go down, and it took ten days, and there was still no end. According to the estimation of the distance, it is already more than 50,000 meters above the ground!

Cheng Ling continued to ignore it, for him, the passage in front of him must be the only exit, no matter how long it is, it must continue. You can follow if you want, don't want to pull down! Liu Qingyan and others are also in this mentality, completely trusting Cheng Ling, as long as he doesn't stop, they will always follow.

The strange route made people's hearts furious, and they continued to walk down for ten days. Finally, the passage stopped going down, and began to go sideways and flat, and after walking for a while, it came to an open place. It seems to be a hall, and there is a stone table randomly placed in the hall, and there is a dry bone next to the stone table, and nothing else has been found.

Cheng Ling slowly approached while observing the dry bones. Dry bones are nothing special, they are exactly the same as normal human bones. I saw him lying half-lying on the stone table, with one arm on the bone of his head, and the other arm hanging down, only the upper half of which was visible.

Cheng Ling faintly felt that the owner of the dry bones must not be simple. As he got closer, his sense swept over and he found that there was a storage ring on the bones of his left hand that had fallen. Because it was blocked by the stone table, it was invisible to the naked eye, and behind him were Liu Qingyan and others. His heart moved, and he leaned sideways to block the hanging arm, and quietly put the ring away.

After putting it away, I looked around, and there were no other entrances and exits. It seems that this is the end of the passage, but it is the road that does not leave.

Everyone was stunned and walked for more than 20 days. There are only ten days left before the thousand-year reincarnation period, and I have found such a skeleton, and I can't even see the shadow of the way out.

Zhong Changsheng was the first to attack, and said to Cheng Ling: "Cheng Ling, what do you want to lead everyone here? There are less than ten days left, even if you want to leave this place, it is impossible, and everyone's lives will be lost in your hands!"

The four demon generals also scolded angrily, accusing Cheng Ling of misleading others and themselves, and wasting their chance to escape. Yuan Kongcheng's face was gloomy, and he didn't know what to say for a while, Qinghuang looked up to the sky and sighed, as if he was resigned to his fate, but he didn't clamor for Cheng Ling to give an explanation.

Liu Qingyan and Jian Yinghao glanced at each other, their hearts were gloomy, it seems that this is not the exit to leave, and Cheng Ling has also done his best!

Cheng Ling waited for them to scold for a while before he said coldly: "When I entered the passage, please come in with you?"

The four demon generals and Zhong Changsheng were stunned for a moment, and they were speechless for a moment.

Cheng Ling continued: "There are still ten days left, you can leave if you want, no one will stop you, and no one will invite you in." Anyway, I'm going to stay here and not leave!"

The five of them stretched out their fingers and said slightly, "You...... What do you mean by this, causing us to take the wrong path and still talk cool things here? Anyway, the period of reincarnation for a thousand years is approaching, and if we die, we will also drag you to be buried!"

Zhong Changsheng even agitated: "Yuan Daoyou, Qinghuang Daoyou, Evil Wind Daoist, Purple Electric Ancestor, can't you still see the true face of this person." In the past ten years, he has been playing with him, and if he doesn't wake up suddenly, it's too late to regret it!"

Before the four of them could speak, Jiang Daoqi's immature Tongyin shouted: "Don't talk nonsense, Uncle Cheng Ling is not a bad person, but you just want to pick up the cheap and follow all the way, it's really an eyesore!"

Zhong Changsheng's eyes widened, and he was full of anger, when is it the turn of a little child to teach me a lesson. He scolded angrily: "You bastard born of a half-demon, when will it be your turn to preach and give me death!"

In a fit of rage, he lost hope of leaving. Completely unveiled the disguise, and slapped it with a palm without hesitation in front of a four-year-old child!