When Bai Hao heard this, he glanced at Zhang Ziyi speechlessly, he had known this senior brother for hundreds of years, this was the most ruthless time to pit him, the master of the dignified Cloud Sword Sect, went to the Demon Emperor's Mausoleum alone, no matter how you look at it, it is an act of brain pumping.

And Bai Hao was obviously not a fool, he had made enough preparations to turn his face with the Demon Emperor before he came, and with the spiritual power in his body agitated, the white mist spread, gradually surrounding Bai Hao and the two.

At the same time, the phantom entrenched beside Blood Jiao swooped straight towards the two of them from above the sky, and then crashed into the mist with a muffled sound, and was actually bounced away.

"Huh?"

Blood Jiao was shocked, he used at least eighty percent of his strength for this blow, but it was in vain, it was really weird.

In the white mist, Bai Hao kept taking out all kinds of precious materials from the storage ring, and said with a wry smile: "Senior brother, you have made me miserable this time, these are materials that took many years to obtain." ”

The white mist that enveloped them couldn't see what was going on inside, but inside they could see what was happening outside, and they saw that the demon kings around them had fallen in front of them, and they were about to give him two of them.

Zhang Ziyi was anxious: "Senior brother, you should hurry up!"

This anxious look is like two people just now, if it weren't for this, Bai Hao thought he still had the hole cards in his hand, but it turned out to be all pretended.

Although I really want to leave Zhang Ziyi here, but no matter what, they are all senior brothers who have known each other for hundreds of years, and Bai Hao obviously would not do such a thing.

Bai Hao carefully placed those materials on the ground, forming a formation, and with the injection of spiritual power, one after another lines spread out, and in the blink of an eye, a complex formation enveloped Xiao Ran and several demon kings.

Then the thick mist rose, and the entire Demon Emperor Mausoleum turned white, standing in it, a feeling of drowsiness rose from his heart, and the demonic power in his body was suppressed.

Looking around, Xuejiao and the others have long since disappeared, and there is only a white expanse between them, and in addition, its perception range is also suppressed within a few zhang, and it can't be detected at all.

Although it was trapped by the unknown formation, Xiao Ran's heart was still relieved, the pressure Zhang Ziyi gave it was too great, and now that the other party was finally timid, there was no need to worry so much.

As for the formation? With Xiao Ran's self-confidence, he didn't think that this formation would be able to trap it for long.

With the same thoughts, there are also the rest of the demon kings in the array, especially the Blood Jiao and the Monkey King, the two of them have seen the scene of Zhang Ziyi's battle with the previous demon emperor, and even participated in it.

In the impression of the two of them, Zhang Ziyi is a powerful but extremely proud human race, and he doesn't bother to use this method at all, and now Zhang Ziyi not only brought Bai Hao, but also used the formation to cover up the traces, and Xuejiao suddenly guessed the fact that the other party was strong and strong.

Thinking of this, Xuejiao showed a grim smile, and whispered in his mouth: "Zhang Ziyi, this time you are here in the Demon Forest, don't go back." There are still accounts from hundreds of years ago, it's time to settle them..."

In the center of the formation, Zhang Ziyi sat on the ground casually, and his appearance changed back to his usual old man's appearance, looking at the demon kings who were spinning around in the formation, he couldn't help asking, "Senior brother, how long can your formation last?"

Bai Hao pinched a strange handprint in both hands, continuously sending spiritual power outward, and after hearing Zhang Ziyi's words, Bai Hao roughly estimated before replying:

"It's also the first time I've set up this dream realm, so I'm not sure, the preliminary estimate is that it will trap them for about ten days at most, and if it is more, I won't be sure to escape from here with my senior brother. ”

Bai Hao said this very well, this is still an estimate made according to the situation that the demon king outside keeps bombarding the formation all the time, and Bai Hao is estimated to lose his strength after a little longer, and then look at Zhang Ziyi's situation, I am afraid that the best result is that only one person can get out alive.

So Bai Hao gave ten days, if Zhang Ziyi still refused to leave after ten days, he was ready to knock Zhang Ziyi unconscious and forcibly take him away.

Zhang Ziyi fell into deep thought after listening to Bai Hao's words, and he didn't see the coldness that flashed in the other party's eyes, even if he saw it, he probably wouldn't care.

After a while, Zhang Ziyi frowned, glanced in the direction of the Cloud Sword Sect, and muttered: "Ten days, it should be enough......"

On the other side,

Mo Jue on the Cloud Sword Sect didn't know at all about Zhang Ziyi's fact that he had dragged most of the high-end combat power of the Demon Clan in the Demon Emperor Mausoleum, and he had been thinking about the Evil Sword for a long time, and finally made up his mind.

This demon forest, he must go, even if he knows that he will die for a lifetime, just like Ye Zuiyuan said to him, he can't be afraid when he embarks on this road.

Now that he had thought it through, Mo Jue didn't plan to drag it out any longer, so he casually packed up some clothes and put them in the storage ring, and then solemnly re-hung the Evil Sword behind his back and walked out of the wooden house.

It was noon outside the door, Hu Anping, who was originally sitting in the courtyard, was nowhere to be found at this time, Qin Dang followed Senior Sister Xiao Fu and didn't know where to go, Fan Wenxuan also followed because he was worried about Qin Dang.

"That's it, it's not that you won't come back, just say goodbye or something..."

Mo Jue smiled helplessly, originally he wanted to talk to a few of them, but after thinking about it, he didn't know where to find them, so he had to give up.

Turning his head to look at the familiar courtyard, a strange thought appeared in his mind, as if he would not see such a scene next time he came back, this terrible thought lingered in Mo Jue's mind as soon as it appeared.

Maybe I'm thinking too much...

Mo Jue said secretly in his heart, and walked out with a slight sigh.

Originally, he thought that he would leave quietly this time, but he met Fan Wenxuan with an indifferent face on the Sword Peak.

At this time, Fan Wenxuan was holding a knife in his hand, hurriedly walking on the path, and when he saw Mo Jue, he was stunned for a moment, and asked, "Mo Jue?"

"Ah, Wenxuan. I left for a while, and it was fine. By the way, where are you going?"

Mo Jue smiled slightly and replied. Fan Wenxuan has always been a taciturn character, sometimes he can say two words and never say three words, so only Mo Jue and Qin Dang can understand the meaning of his words a little.

Fan Wenxuan turned his head to look at the back, then turned to Mo Jue and said, "Take the medicine, take care." ”

With that, he bypassed Mo Jue and hurriedly ran out.

Mo Jue glanced at the direction Fan Wenxuan had just looked, and vaguely saw several figures, one of whom was squatting on the ground with his head covered.

Looking at this scene, Mo Jue knew in his heart that it was estimated that Qin Dang was injured in Senior Sister Xiao Fu's hands again, so Fan Wenxuan would be so urgent...

Mo Jue shook his head, didn't step forward to disturb them, and walked towards the Sword Peak step by step, but there was a heavy feeling in his heart.

From the moment Zhang Ziyi told Mo Jue the prophecy, a sense of mission for no reason pressed on Mo Jue's shoulders, no matter how he denied the content of the prophecy, Zhang Ziyi would pull Mo Jue on that road.

Guiding him to the road called 'goodness', to be honest, Mo Jue rejects this feeling, this feeling of being forced to go down, the kind of rejection that I can't say for any reason, but it's the kind of rejection that I hate.

He didn't understand it before, and only regarded this feeling as if he was not yet comfortable with the transformation from a mortal to an immortal cultivator, but after Ye Zuiyuan's words, Mo Jue understood that what he hated was that this path was chosen by Zhang Ziyi for him, not by himself.

But then again, if he was left to choose, would the outcome change?

He didn't even think about this question clearly, because he didn't understand what was good and what was evil now, how could he know how to choose.

In Mo Jue's contradictory mood, he came to a familiar hall, which was the Tongfan Palace.

As soon as he pushed open the door of the palace, Jing Su was still like last time, curled up in the corner holding a book and read it with relish, and when he heard the sound of the temple door, he panicked and stuffed the book into his arms, and then turned his head to look at the temple door.

"Brother Fierce Man, why are you here again, what did you do again this time?"

After seeing that it was Mo Jue, Jing Su breathed a sigh of relief and stepped forward to ask.

Jing Su has a deep memory of Mo Jue, after all, just a few days after teleporting, he heard that this kid was seriously injured and came back, and he also killed two evil cultivators, and in his eyes, Mo Jue was a fierce man.

Mo Jue glanced at Jing Su suspiciously, didn't care about the title in his mouth, and said respectfully: "Senior brother, the junior brother came here this time not to punish the sect master, but to try the sect, you need to go to the demon forest, and please make it convenient for the senior brother." ”

"Hiss~"

Hearing this, Jing Su took a hard breath, turned his head and scanned the surroundings before he came to Mo Jue and asked in a low voice, "I said... Have you offended your master? How can there be such a trial, it is clear that I want you to die..."

In the Cloud Sword Sect, it was a very serious crime to talk about other people's masters, and although Jing Su was afraid of death in his heart, he still opened his mouth to remind Mo Jue. This made the latter's heart warm, and he shook his head slightly and replied: "Senior brother is worried, this is a decision made by the senior brother himself, and I ask the senior brother to ......"

As he spoke, Mo Jue stretched out his hand and put on a 'please' posture, motioning for the other party to help him open the teleportation array.

Looking at Mo Jue's determined eyes, Jing Su knew that what this person said was not a lie, so he immediately turned around and said as he walked towards the hall:

"In this case, then you should know a little about the demon forest, and the senior brother will not stop you, if it is only on the periphery, with your cultivation, as long as you pay attention, it is not dangerous..."

While speaking, Jing Su walked to a stone platform, on which a thick book was placed, and a large cloud of dust was stirred up between the turning, and after a while, Jing Su stopped flipping through the action, pinched a handprint, and said:

"Senior Brother will send you to the nearest town to the Demon Forest, and the rest is up to you. Oh yes, come back alive. ”

As Jing Su's words fell, a strong light rose from the ground to envelop Mo Jue, followed by a familiar feeling of weightlessness.

After a while, the light dissipated, and Mo Jue was already in a bright hall, and before he could recover from his weightlessness, a loud shout reached Mo Jue's ears:

"Who is coming!!