Chapter 492: Dark Changhong
The demon closed his eyes and slowly put it down, wanting to buy the ancient mirror for the spirit shadow.
"Demon Insect Ancestor, you've been watching it for half an hour, can you buy it or not!" the Demon Worm stared at the strange eyes.
The demon smashed the carved ancient mirrors, and when he turned his head sideways, he saw that there were still several ancient mirrors, and reached out to grab them.
"Demon, what are you going to do?" Demon Sen and Demon Wind hurriedly stopped the demon who suddenly went crazy.
The demon demon waved his hand and threw the two demons out a few feet away, grabbing the Gu on the stall. Bang, bang, bang!
As soon as his hand tightened, blood flowed down from between the mirrors, and the ancient mirror he had just grabbed was not broken, and he tore his fingers open the long bloody hole.
Just in the blink of an eye, the blood flow disappeared, and the ancient mirror flew into the spirit bag. I was dizzy! The excitement passed in an instant, the demon stopped, and his head cleared, looking at the broken mirrors all over the ground. "I finally found it, I bought this mirror".
The Demon Worm sat behind the stall and was scared, he had never seen such a mirror, and he took the worm bag in a daze.
"Why, isn't it enough?" the demon shook off his sleeve and hid the injured hand.
"Enough, enough!" the Demon Worm repeatedly.
Mo Sen and Mo Feng walked over, carefully avoiding the broken mirror on the ground. "What's wrong with the devil, I didn't choose a good mirror."
"Selected".
"Let's go!" The three demons walked down the street.
"Do you mean that?" Mosen pointed to the pink pavilion nearby.
The demon shook his head. "I'm going to hear the news".
Mo Sen and Mo Feng looked at him in a panic and laughed. The two demons carried their arms into the pavilion.
The demon suppressed anger in his heart, and when he saw that the two demons had gone to have fun, he ran to another street in a huff. Knocked down a few cultivators, didn't even look at them, and stepped over with a long face.
The cultivator who fell to the ground opened his mouth to scold, but when he saw the back of the angry spirit, he closed his mouth again.
Walk a few streets and stop in front of the huge pavilion. Look at the plaque, these two dog men and women live in such a good place.
"Do you want to stay in the hotel?" the demon boy ran over.
The crystal shook in the air. "Do these two worms live in the store"?
The demon boy squinted for a moment and shook his head. "Nope".
"No, you dare to lie to Lao Tzu". Smack! A mouth slammed over, and the demon boy didn't squeak and flew out.
The demon strode into the inn. "Shenting, you come out for me".
Dozens of roars, but no one responded. The master walked out tremblingly with a stone staff. "Demon Ancestor is angry, you want to find that one, let the little old man help you."
The crystal diagram shook over, and the stackmaster squinted for a moment. Shake your head. "Demon Ancestor, the two Demon Friends are really not in the store."
The demon's eyes changed slightly, and he immediately understood. The Spirit Shadow was lying to him, deliberately not letting him find it. The fire rushed to the door of the head, his eyes were red, and he threw his sleeves out of the inn.
Back at the "Xiaolei Inn", Xiao Yue was sitting in front of the inn waiting for him. "Master, you're back".
The demon glanced at her and entered the inn without a sound. Satsuki followed behind, looking at the demon's gloomy face, not knowing what was going on.
"Tell the young master of Mo Ying that Lao Tzu will rest for ten years."
Satsuki was stunned. Where is this again, I was angry, and came back to sprinkle it. The little face sank. "Have the ability to go by yourself".
The demon turned his head, the corners of his mouth twitching, and he really wanted to slap it. Snorted, and huffed into the pavilion.
Xiao Yue got a gray nose for no reason, and her good mood plummeted. I followed him into the pavilion.
The demon picked up the teacup and was about to drink it, when the white light flew in, the tea splashed all over, and the teacup flew out.
The demon wiped the tea on his face, but fortunately the tea was cold.
"This is the tea I poured, I have to drink it and pour it myself. Don't get angry outside, come home and sprinkle, have the ability, go outside". Satsuki grabbed the teapot and threw it heavily on the ground, stomping on her foot hard.
The demon was scolded, and it was the first time he saw a woman start a fire so fierce. He lowered his head and picked up his eyes, and picked up the teapot. "This tea is brewed well, it's a pity to sprinkle it."
"Just let it be sprinkled!" Satsuki raised her hand to the teapot.
The demon hurriedly dodged, a smile on his face. "Is that okay? The ugly girl made it herself, and the tea powder is fragrant."
"Who messed with you?" Satsuki glared at the demon.
The demon roared twice and stretched out his injured hand. "Those two boys are really not interesting, my hands are injured like this, they go to the kiln."
"So serious". Satsuki hurriedly took the injured hand. I saw that the flesh on the palms and fingers was turned upside down. How is it possible, the demon insects are all copper-headed and iron-armed, what kind of sharp weapon can hurt like this.
"Don't move"! A pile of bottles and cans were placed on the table, and Xiao Yue found them. After a short while, several kinds of medicine are used to synthesize medicinal powder and gently apply it to the wound.
"It hurts a little!" the demon dodged.
"Don't move, a big man, can't you stand this pain"?
The demon looked at the ugly spirit girl seriously, and really wanted to hold her in his arms and see what the spirit girl under the mask looked like, she should be more beautiful than now.
"What do you want"? Xiao Yue looked up and saw the demonic and stupid eyes, hurriedly blocked the peak ditch, and opened her eyes fiercely.
The demon looked away. "Are all Spirit women so skillful?"
"What do you think?" Satsuki collected the bottles and cans.
"I've seen you, I know." The demon laughed, and had a good impression of Xiao Yue, and he didn't care at all, the little woman who was crazy just now took it for granted.
"Don't move this hand, this is not an ordinary injury, it is difficult to treat qi." Satsuki put her wounded hand around the demon's neck.
"This ...... It's too uncomfortable, do you want to take a break for ten years"?
"If you want to be beautiful, you won't go to the devil's cave." Satsuki glanced at him.
"I'll wait for you." The demon laughed.
"I can't afford it". Xiao Yue turned around and walked out of the pavilion domain.
The demon retracted his smile, this injury is indeed strange, he has used it to heal qi, and it can't be healed.
The little ancient mirror fell on the table. This ancient mirror is turquoise, the mirror surface is like water, and the frame is carved with simple patterns. It's still the same when you turn over the mirror, and the two sides seem to be transparent.
What did bite me? The demon looked at the thick edge of the mirror, and it was not sharp at all. After looking at it for a while, he carefully twisted the handle.
A quaint mountain town comes into view. "Molong City"?
There's nothing strange about this mirror, it's not as good as the others, at least you can see what you don't want to see.
The demon remembered the unsightly image again. scolded fiercely in his heart: "Shenting, you will be thundered by the sky sooner or later."
Suddenly a vision of the mirror surface. On a sunny day, there was a loud thunder, and a bolt of lightning cut through the blue sky and struck somewhere in the "Molong City".
The demon was so frightened that he almost jumped up, and looked at the stone table, but there was no vision. Hurriedly put away the ancient mirror.
"What sound?" Xiao Yue retreated into the pavilion domain and stared around with big eyes. Except for the cultivation of demons and demons with their eyes closed, there are no foreign objects.
"It's strange"! Xiao Yue walked around and escaped from the pavilion domain.
After a few days, Mo Sen and Mo Feng hugged their necks and waists and returned to the inn.
Satsuki stood at the door of the inn and glared fiercely. "The young master is in a hurry."
Mosen glanced at Satsuki. Ugly chicks have your.
The two Demon Xuan Elders walked out, and when they saw that Mo Sen was back, they said coldly, "The young master ordered the departure today."
Mo Sen and Mo Feng responded. Look at Satsuki. "Devil's friend"?
"In cultivation".
Oh! The two demon worms are relieved.
The next morning, a pale green light flowed into the forest like a spring. Several figures appeared in the faint morning mist.
The demon shook off the morning dew on his body and looked at the two figures in the distance.
"It's the young master of the Divine Court!" Mo Sen became excited.
The eyes of the demon are strange, what's wrong with this young master of the Divine Court, he hasn't seen it for a few days and has become the bottom of the black cauldron. Without the spiritual shadows of the light ** people around him, he can't recognize them.
"What's going on?" Mosen asked with concern.
The young master of the Divine Court couldn't laugh if he wanted to laugh, and when he laughed, the flesh of his whole body hurt, and he fell straight to the black scum.
The spirit shadow is hard to speak. That day, the two snuggled up in bed. A bolt of lightning pierced the pavilion.
Thanks to the Spirit Shadow is the Thunder attribute. Naked rose into the air, absorbing a large amount of lightning. Only a small part hit the young master of the Divine Court, and it instantly turned into a big ball of fire, and all the hairs were burned out. It became what it is now.
The demon saw it in his eyes and scolded him thousands of times and deserved it. "Let's go!"
Demon Ying's slanted eyes Spirit Shadow and the young master of the Divine Court, after hearing what the demon said, they found two more helpers, and it turned out to be them.
Satsuki opened her triangular eyes, and the corners of her eyes glistened with tears. Hearing the demon talk about the spirit shadow, she didn't care anymore. Isn't this Chengying? "I'm Satsuki."
"Xiao Yue"? Ling Ying had already seen her, and was wondering who the spirit girl was after the transfiguration, but she didn't expect it to be Xiao Yue. "Yue'er, why are you, you want to kill me."
The demon blinked, she didn't expect the spirit shadow to know the ugly girl, Satsuki, this was the first time she knew the ugly girl's name.
Xiao Yue and Cheng Ying supported the young master of the Divine Court on the left and right, and chatted chattering.
The demon followed behind, watching the writhing ass of the young master of the Divine Court. I really want to step forward.
Boom! A faint roar was heard. A silver ribbon in the distant sky, inlaid between the green mountains, is extremely dazzling. The huge Feihong Lianjin poured down from the top of the mountain for thousands of miles, falling into the deep stream in the glow.
"Dark Changhong" is the gateway to the Dark Forest, and you must enter the Dark Forest to enter the Demon Cave.
After a hundred miles away, the waterfalls that connected the heavens and the earth hung in front of them, and the cultivators were like ants in front of the waterfalls.
That's the demons and the cultivators in shock. I saw hundreds of cultivators standing in Changhong at sunset, and the mist poured down from his body and fell into the deep valley.
"Don't move, this is the essence of the cultivator who entered the dark forest." The young master of the Divine Court said.
The insects looked at the cultivators in the waterfall, and no one knew why this was happening.
The cultivator who enters the dark forest is not the main body, but the shadow of the spiritual consciousness. If you are killed in the Dark Forest, you will only be injured by the Spiritual Sense, not the Body.
The young master of the Divine Court endured the pain and spoke. I see, but is the body safe in the waterfall?
The cultivators looked at the "Dark Changhong" and didn't know what to do.
"What are you afraid of? The young master of the Divine Court agitated.
To enter, it is necessary to enter, but the cultivators are not yet mentally prepared. Just as he was thinking, more than a dozen figures flew down in front of Changhong, and without stopping, they disappeared into the waterfall in an instant.