"Since the three of you agree, then I won't object, let's cast a spell to summon the adult out. If that person really appeared here, with the relationship between the adults and him, I think I would be able to find some clues. The robed man, the djinn, finally made up his mind and stopped objecting.

The other three naturally didn't have a second word.

Then, the four of them took out various array tools from their bodies and began to draw some spiritual patterns on a flat ground.

Half an hour later, a pale red circle took shape, the circle was in the shape of an edge, and the corners were inlaid with a bright red spar, giving people an eerie and cold mysterious feeling.

The four of them each stood in the corner of the circle, pinched the trick with both hands, and began to chant the words.

"Whoosh" a few times.

A blood-colored sword qi rose from the top of the giant spirit's head, transforming into a blood-colored giant sword looming.

A pair of black wings emerged from the back of the night owl, and when they were slightly extended, they were several feet in size.

A cyan bead erupted from the mouth of the vermilion pen, and after a twist, it turned into a huge skull.

A cloud of white gas flew out of Bai Mo's hand, swaying in the wind, revealing a white paper banner several feet long, and the black runes on the surface flashed.

"Hurry!"

The four of them let out a low cry at the same time, and rushed to the center of the circle with one hand.

Each of the four magic circles shook, and each spewed out thick pillars of light of different colors, condensing into a huge ball of colorful light at the center of the circle.

At the same time, the entire magic circle also emitted a strange buzzing sound, and dense bright red runes poured out from all parts of the circle, and they all submerged into the ball of light.

With a "boom", the nearby void fluctuated, and a three-foot-long black coffin emerged from the ball of light.

The coffin is black and flawless, and there are more than a dozen yellow talismans pasted on the surface, vaguely forming a chain of runes, flashing with blood-red light, which looks extremely weird.

"Ghost Mother, please!"

The four djinn spirits waited for the black coffin to completely emerge, and immediately bowed down and said loudly.

With a "whoosh", the talisman on the surface of the coffin spontaneously combusted, and then with a click, the coffin lid was opened, and a ball of blood-red liquid erupted from it.

The villain is dressed in a blood-red palace dress, with hair like clouds, a delicate face, and crystal skin like jade, and he is actually a peerless beauty whose body has shrunk several times.

However, at this time, her eyes were closed, and she lay quietly above the circle, as if she was still asleep.

The djinn, night owl and the others bowed down without moving, and they didn't even dare to breathe.

I don't know how long it took, the long eyelashes of the villain in the palace costume moved, and finally opened his eyes with a sigh, and slowly sat up, his posture was extremely elegant.

"Oh, it's a few of you, let me think about it...... By the way, this is supposed to be in the Nightmare Palace, could it be that you have already obtained the key and are already there?"

The mini palace woman glanced at the four giant spirits, and after looking at the surrounding illusions, Dai frowned and said, her voice was extremely soft, making the man's face red and his ears red when he heard it, and his reverie was flying.

The four men of the giant spirit heard the words of the palace woman, but they didn't even dare to straighten their necks, but hung their heads lower.

"Returning to the Ghost Mother, this is not there, but the Water Curtain Cave. The djinn replied cautiously.

With a "boom", the body of the giant spirit suddenly flew upside down, slammed into a huge mountain rock nearby, and fell straight to the ground, and with a wow, a large ball of blood spurted out.

When the other three saw this, they all trembled, but they still bowed down and stood still for a moment.

"When I set off, how did I tell you, my incarnation has a limited amount of mana, and you are not allowed to release me if you don't get there, you four must take the words of this palace as a deaf ear!"

A layer of blood appeared on the face of the mini palace woman, and her seemingly beautiful face actually looked hideous, so she took back a slender jade hand that she had just shot.

"Back to my lord, we have found traces of Meng Po, and we suspect that the person is not dead, and may have entered the Nightmare Palace together. Zhu Bi boldly explained, his voice trembling slightly.

"That person, you mean that slut is not dead? This is impossible, I killed her with my own hands, and her soul and bones were reduced to ashes. Slowly, it's not impossible, if she also leaves a clone outside, or a wisp of split soul and then borrows the corpse to resurrect the soul......" The woman in the palace costume was furious at first, but immediately remembered something, and Yurong became uncertain.

Only then did the djinn get up, stumble back to its original position, and bow its head again and dare not speak.

"You four wait a minute, I'll cast a spell to check if that slut really appeared here, if not, you four wait to be punished." The woman in the palace costume came back to her senses from her deep groan, and after a cold sentence, her delicate body floated and flew slowly to a higher place.

An astonishing scene appeared.

While the woman in the palace costume flew to a high place, her body began to grow gradually, and when she was more than 100 zhang in the air, she was completely no different from ordinary people. At this time, the woman also stopped flying, but instead stretched out a finger and swiped the other wrist, and a series of blood beads flowed out of it, and under the urging of some secret technique, it turned into a large cloud of blood mist and burst open.

"Go!"

The woman in the palace dress screamed, and her sleeves shook down.

With a few "whoosh" sounds, all the blood mist suddenly condensed into hundreds of vague blood snakes, which shot down one after another, either directly into the waterfall, or directly under the grass and soil, and disappeared completely in the blink of an eye.

The woman in the palace costume waited quietly in the air with an expressionless face.

However, after a stick of incense, a blood snake rushed out of the ground again, and after a few flashes, it came to the palace woman, and took the initiative to send something in her mouth to her hand, and then turned into a burst of blood mist.

The palace woman ghost mother looked at the thing in her hand, it was a ball of dirt with traces of blood, and a strange look appeared on her face, as if she was looking forward to it, but also a little afraid.

Finally, the ghost mother "snorted", put the object in her hand down her nose, sniffed it gently, and then closed her eyes to feel it.

With a "bang", the ghost mother grabbed the dirt in her hand to pieces, and her face was full of blood, almost covering her entire face, and a voice full of resentment came from it.

"Very well, sister, you really haven't died. In that case, let me send you to the Nine Springs once again. Djinn, you come with me, Meng Po has me to deal with it. ”

"Yes, Ghost Mother!"

The four giant spirits immediately agreed, and then flew into the air, following the palace woman in a certain direction.

In a valley, seven immortal cultivators were fighting over the corpse of a demon beast the size of a calf nearby.

The monster's entire body was snow-white, like a huge snow hare, but there was an extra horn like red coral on the top of its head, constantly flashing with flame-like red light.

This is an extremely rare Flame Horn Rabbit, the single horn on its head is the best material for refining fire attribute magic weapons, just such a single horn, it is easy to auction thousands of spirit jade in the outside world.

On one side of these immortal cultivators were four immortal cultivators with similar faces, dressed in gold, each holding a light and long blade.

The leader of the other party has an elegant face and a slender figure, and he is Zhong Jinlong, but there is one less Zhong family disciple by his side, and only two companions are left.

The four golden-clothed immortal cultivators flickered strangely, and the coordination between advance and retreat was seamless, and when the thin blades in their hands waved, there were even more rapid wind blades shooting out, which instead suppressed Zhong Jinlong and the other three Zhong family disciples vaguely downwind.

"Zhong Jinlong, do you want to continue fighting? Your cultivation hasn't improved much compared to two years ago. If Hongling's girl had been to the four of us, she would have already decided the winner. One of the four golden-clothed Tang family disciples said sneeringly while waving the thin blade in his hand.

"Don Juan, I'm just thinking about the friendship between the two families, I don't want to really hurt your life, do you really think that I, Zhong Jinlong, am a soft persimmon?" Zhong Jinlong's face changed when he heard this, and he said in a low voice with an angry face.

Then, a cold light flying up and down above his head suddenly disappeared, but there was an extra purple folding fan in his hand, which opened with a "swish" sound, and released layers of purple glow from it, so that it was not dazzling.