Mu Qing forced herself to calm down.

Since stepping into the world of cultivating immortals, he has encountered dozens of crises large and small, and he has worried about his life many times, but every time he can turn evil into good fortune. One of the key points is to be calm, not panicked, not chaotic!

The divine sense continued to look inward, and the next moment, Mu Qing's nervous mood calmed down a little: the power of his physical body was not gone, but because of the previous demonization, his physical body was greatly damaged, and he had not fully recovered yet. The medicinal power of the Eucharistic Pill was still circulating in the body, slowly repairing the severely damaged body.

The divine sense looked at the dantian: although the spirit crystal exquisite fruit was covered with black lines, it was also safe and sound, and the core of the Xuan Ice inside was no problem.

Slowly stimulate spiritual power...... Although it is still sluggish, it can be reluctantly mobilized!

My own cultivation is still there!

As long as the cultivation is there, the strength of the physical body can gradually recover, and when facing danger, there will be a chance!

Mu Qing suddenly remembered something again, took a deep breath, and felt the aura here......

Sure enough, there was nothing wrong with the feeling before the coma! There was no aura here! The air was filled with a faint demonic aura!

This demonic qi Mu Qing is very familiar, although it is not exactly the same, but it is seven or eight points similar to the aura on the body of the Rock Distraction and the Blood Demon Balon.

The air is full of demonic energy, so, is this ...... A Demon Realm?

Good thing, you tower spirit, you actually teleported me to a demon realm!

Then, the demonic energy in my body was induced, causing me to demonize...... You calculated all of this!

It's a "crisis, nine deaths", and when Lao Tzu surpasses you and surpasses your master in cultivation, I want you to feel the taste of "nine deaths and one life", and turn your demon spirit into an immortal!

The last sentence was Mu Qing's angry words.

So, what to do now?

I'm locked in a cage like a beast, apparently caught by the local demons!

Mu Qing shook his head and said: No, they won't necessarily deal with me, because, I'm also a demon now, and they locked me up, probably because they had another plan!

Then, the only thing I can do now is to act on the opportunity, and when the strength of the body recovers, I will find a chance to escape!

Thinking of this, Mu Qing was about to release his divine sense to investigate, when the wooden door was suddenly pushed open, and a strong light shot in, Mu Qing's eyes turned white, and he hurriedly raised his hand to block this strong light.

Through my fingers, I saw two tall figures walk in......

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The two people who came in were Atul and Adong.

Atul saw Mu Qing in the iron cage at a glance, and exclaimed, "It's awake, it's awake! The shaman's holy water really works!" Ah Dong followed.

Mu Qing jumped, and saw one of the tall shadows rushing towards him while screaming, and subconsciously dodged backwards, hitting the iron cage with a "bang".

When Atul approached, Mu Qing's eyes gradually adjusted, and finally saw the face of this tall shadow clearly:

He immediately thought of the Blood Demon Balon......

Demons!

This was Mu Qing's first judgment.

Judging from Mu Qing's aesthetics, this demon woman is quite pretty, and her figure is also very standard.

Sure enough, I'm in the Demon Realm!

With this in mind, the habitual divine consciousness was released and swept towards the two.

Then the eyes of the two men suddenly widened, as if they had been electrocuted, and they both jumped back, and their pointed ears stood straighter, and their faces were full of astonishment, as if they had seen a ghost, and they screamed repeatedly.

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Ah Dong exclaimed: "It's soul power, it's soul clan!"

With a hint of horror, Atul said, "Yes, it's soul power! However, the shaman has tasted his blood, and he clearly says that he is a blood clan!

Ah Dong shouted: "Impossible, how can the blood clan release soul power, such a clear and powerful soul power!" As he spoke, his face was fierce, he pulled out a dagger from his waist and stepped forward, but suddenly stopped, seemed to be a little timid, and the dagger in his hand was trembling slightly.

Atul put his arm around Adong and said, "Don't, wait a little longer! You see, he seems to be very afraid of us! How can the Soul Clan be afraid of us?"

Ah Dong didn't seem to hear Atul's words, and took another half step forward, his eyes shot out two fierce lights, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Soul Clan! Soul Clan!!" Having said that, he didn't dare to get any closer when he took this half step. The ferocity and cunning of the soul clan, he has seen too much.

Atul shivered a little, hid behind Ah Dong, and whispered: "Don't, don't go over, call the shaman!"

Ah Dong also reacted, handed the dagger in his hand to Atul, and said, "You look at him, if there is any abnormal movement, kill him immediately!"

After that, he ran out as if flying.

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Mu Qing's divine sense swept over the two of them for a moment, but calmed down. Because, he clearly perceived that the spiritual power fluctuations on these two people's bodies ...... No, it should be said that it is a fluctuation of demonic qi, which is probably only equivalent to the middle stage of the immortal monk's agility. The male demon was slightly taller.

Xindao: It turns out that the cultivation of the demon monk who captured me is only that. With this cultivation, when my physical strength recovers, I will stand here and let you cut and kill, and you will not be able to hurt me!

Seeing that the male demon monk ran out, he should have gone to call someone, Mu Qing smiled at the female demon and said, "This fellow Daoist, can you understand what I said?"

With this opening, Atul is another agitator. The shaman said before that it is a lower race, and it has not even evolved a language, just like a beast. However, although I didn't know what the other party was talking about, listening to the tone of this voice, it was complex and tactful, and it was obviously not the roar of the inferior race.

And, he smiled at himself!

Smiling is a way of communicating across languages! The message conveyed is mostly good-natured.

Atul froze, put the dagger across his chest, leaned forward, and said tremblingly, "You...... Can you talk?"

Mu Qing naturally didn't understand what Atul was saying, but seeing her frightened look, her mind flickered, pointed to herself, and said, "I...... Mu Qing!" pointed at Attu again, and said, "You...... Name?"

Mu Qing's idea is simple and direct: now that he is in the hands of others, the first thing to do is to stabilize the other party and wait for the opportunity.

Atul took another step closer, looked at Mu Qing and said, "You can really speak, you're not an inferior race!"

learned Mu Qing's words again, and said, "I...... Mu Qing, you ...... Name"

Mu Qing smiled secretly in his heart, and said in his heart, this demon monk is really not stupid, he remembered it after listening to it once, so he patted his chest again and said, "Mu Qing, Mu Qing." With that, he pointed to Atul.

This time Atul understood, with a sudden expression on his face, he pointed at Mu Qing and said, "I understand, you are talking about your name......! Mu Qing! Isn't that right! Mu Qing, Mu Qing!"

Mu Qing nodded, repeated his name a few more times, and pointed at Atul.

Atul's nervousness just now was diluted a lot, and he pointed to his cheek and said, "Atul, Atul." ”

Mu Qing learned her voice and repeated the name of "Atul".

Atul shouted excitedly and said, "Yes, yes, my name is Atul, your name is Mu Qing! You have a name, I have a name! You are not an inferior race! You can speak!"

She was excited, and a long series of words blurted out, Mu Qing couldn't understand it again, and there was a chatter in her ears.

The two were talking, only to hear a rush of footsteps outside the door, and there were no less than a dozen people.

The door was pushed open again, and a tall old man strode in, followed by a dozen tall, short, fat and thin demon monks, both men and women, as well as the young man who had just gone out.

Mu Qing saw the short black horn on the old man's forehead at a glance, and his divine sense poured out.

Swept away by Mu Qing's divine sense, the dozen or so people who came in were like being struck by lightning at the same time, as if they were facing a great enemy, their ears were erect, and they let out a whoast scream, and a few people raised up the steel forks in their hands.

This time, Mu Qing touched the door: their group of demon cultivators seemed to have a very special fear of their external divine sense.

Thinking of this, Mu Qing retracted his senses, disappeared without a trace, sat in the iron cage, made himself look as relaxed and friendly as possible, patted his chest with a smile, and repeated: "Mu Qing, Mu Qing, Mu Qing ......"

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