Wang Jing shook the formation flag of the snail covering the array, and the big array cracked a five-foot-wide hole, just allowing him to walk out. After Wang Jing walked out of the formation, the entrance of the cave immediately disappeared. After putting the array flag into the ring, he took out a spare flying sword, injected mana, and stabbed the standing evil monk three times in a row, and then made a whirl around his neck, cutting off his head, and the evil monk's body fell with a bang.

Wang Jing put the bowl that fell to the ground into the Heavenly Demon Ring, then took off the storage bag on the evil monk's waist and put it in his arms, and released two fireball spells on his body, turning him into flying ashes, and then he breathed a sigh of relief. Presumably, the evil monk is a puppet controlled by the old man in the black robe, and the old man in the black robe falls, and the evil monk loses control and cannot act.

When Wang Jing was about to leave, a gust of wind blew, and the ashes of the evil monk fluttered in the wind, and disappeared after a while, leaving two turquoise rings in place.

"Hey, this ring is not afraid of spiritual fire, it must not be mortal. Wang Jing picked up the two rings and found that there were faint aura fluctuations. Because of the death of the evil monk, the soul mark on the ring has disappeared, and with a little effort, all the remaining soul marks on the ring have been wiped out.

Probing into the divine thoughts, Wang Jingle's face bloomed. These two rings are rare storage rings, the space is more than ten zhang in size, one ring is filled with various refining materials, and the other ring is filled with all kinds of elixirs of about a hundred years, some of which are unheard of by the king of elixirs, seeing that those elixirs are so solemnly preserved in jade boxes, he knows that they are not ordinary elixirs.

With these refining materials and elixirs, Wang Jing could practice with confidence and improve his refining and alchemy techniques by several levels. The finished product, in addition to using it yourself, can also be exchanged for a large number of spirit stones to improve enough spiritual energy for the growth of the elixir in the Heavenly Demon Ring.

After being overjoyed, Wang Jing put the two storage rings into the Heavenly Demon Ring, which could be taken out at any time when needed. He then replenished his mana with jade elixir, inspiring two shield puppets to explore the path in front of him, and he himself also held a flying sword and slowly walked towards the black hole.

Standing in front of the entrance of the cave, Shen Nian probed and found that the cave was only dozens of zhang deep, and it was full of men and women who had sucked up the Yuan Yin and Yuan Yang. In a small hole next to it, there is still some faint aura, probably mortals who have not had time to absorb it, I don't know if Wan Qiwen is still among these surviving people.

There was no door in front of the small cave, and the prohibition also broke by itself when the black-robed old man disappeared, Wang Jing's divine mind controlled the puppet to wander around inside, and without feeling the danger, he took out a piece of moonstone from the storage bag, illuminated the small cave, and followed him in.

In the small cave, there are several teenage men and women, dressed ordinarily, all of them are unconscious, think about the villagers who were captured by the evil monks, and were controlled by the spell.

Wang Jing searched carefully among these young villagers, and found a girl in red lying on her back on the bluestone slab, about eleven or twelve years old, with the shadow of a shopkeeper between her eyebrows, her face was sallow, and there was a faint breath on her immature chest.

Wang Jing was overjoyed, and hurriedly squatted down, put his palm on her forehead, and injected a stream of aura, slowly moisturizing her limbs. After a while, the little girl woke up with a sigh, and when she saw Wang Jing's unfamiliar face, she couldn't help crying in fright, and her weak voice shouted in panic: "Don't eat me, don't eat me, please let me go home!"

"Don't worry, I'm here to save you. May I ask you are Wan Qiwen, I am a friend of your father Wan Shopkeeper, don't be afraid. Wang Jing held her up, continued to input aura behind her, and said with a pleasant face.

"I'm Wan Qiwen, I'm Wan Qiwen, thank you for saving me, is my father here too?" The little girl was moistened by the aura, her cold body gradually became a little hot, and her little face became pale and rosy, feeling Wang Jing's kind movements, she thought about it, and hurriedly replied with surprise.

"Your father was injured to save you, I am his friend, and I am entrusted by him to save you, don't worry, now you are safe. Are these people your little friends?" Wang Jing asked gently, pointing to the seven unconscious people on the ground.

"Yes, more than 30 people have been arrested in our village, and more than a dozen have been killed by them. Wan Qiwen said in a low voice of sadness, probably remembering the terrible scene again, and her face became pale.

"Don't be afraid, they deserve it, and now they have all been killed by us, and you are safe. ”

Wang Jing comforted softly as he took out a jade pot filled with spirit wine, opened their mouths, and dropped a drop of spirit wine one by one.

A moment later, the five men and six women on the ground woke up faintly, and found that they had survived the catastrophe, and they were so excited that they cried out. Wang Jing explained a few words to them, leaving some low-grade spirit fruits in the forbidden land, letting them temporarily take them to recover their strength, and he went back to the snail to cover the big array first.

On the animal skin, Zhen Mei'er is like a white relief, with slight eyes, a pale face, silver teeth, and a weak breath. Looking at this curvaceous body in front of him, Wang Jing felt a pain in his heart. grabbed Zhen Meier's right hand with both hands, put their palms together, and once again entered a large amount of spiritual energy, helping her run for a week.

Zhen Meier was still motionless, without the slightest sign of waking up. Wang Jing gently rubbed her soft jade hand, put it on her face and pasted it, and her heart gradually calmed down.

Sitting quietly beside Zhen Mei'er for an hour, Wang Jing injected aura again to help her run for a week, and then took out a robe and gently covered her body. Looking at the beauty in front of her gently, carefully holding her scattered hair, a knowing smile slowly rose on Wang Jing's face.

The sleeping master in front of him was so beautiful, Wang Jing looked at it and felt great happiness and satisfaction. Although she has long been interesting, she has already accepted the dowry under her own rhetoric, seeing that she is so charming and has such a high level of cultivation, it is really a blessing to be able to marry her. I am afraid that in this life and this life, it will occupy a very important place in his heart. It's a pity that her cultivation is too low, and when danger comes, not only can she not protect her, but instead sees her working hard for herself, her heart is mixed, and she is becoming more and more urgent to improve her cultivation.

Without any intention of meditating, the Heavenly Demon Body and Spirit Wine were gradually recovering his injuries and mana. After taking the healing elixir and spirit wine, Wang Jing had nothing to do, so he sat down to take stock of the gains of this battle.

The black bowl is made of metal and exudes a cold atmosphere, and there are some small words on the outer mouth of the bowl, which is the mantra of the bowl.