I don't know how long later, as soon as Zhushan woke up, he found that he was already under a huge banyan tree, with countless bottles and jars hanging on the tree, and when he turned around, he saw that this was a boundless grassland, and there was nothing but the banyan tree and Zhushan.

The vastness of the grassland is beyond the imagination of Zhushan, and a grassland slope at the bottom of this tree is the only place where Zhushan can still stand.

"What kind of place is this?Demon Shadow senior, are you there?Hey......" No matter how much Takeyama shouted, the Demon Shadow seemed to be sleeping from his body, and there was no more response.

Raising his head to look at the thousands of large and small bottles and cans above his head, Zhushan was about to touch the nearest bottle.

Shout!

But to Zhushan's surprise, the bottle slipped out of Zhushan's hand, and when he took it back, the bottle returned to its original state.

Suddenly, Zhushan felt a little regretful, he couldn't touch anything in a strange world, this is the most basic rule of survival, but Zhushan almost grabbed the bottle just now.

If the bottle just now contained a monster or something amazing, then wouldn't he Zhushan open Pandora's box and lead himself into the bottomless abyss?

But where is the way out?

There is no end to this world, except for this 10,000-year-old banyan tree and thousands of bottles, it seems that there is only one living person in Zhushan.

It should be the painting that is making trouble when he appears here, but Zhushan can't find any clues at this time to find a way out here, and finally Zhushan simply lies down on a huge exposed tree root and closes his eyes and rests.

It was a long, long sleep......

Zhushan suddenly felt a cheerful woman's voice beside him, and suddenly he stood up only to find four or five girls in green brocade skirts coming from the grassland not far away.

Although the girls have not been carefully dressed, they have a natural innocence and simple beauty. But Zhushan felt a little touched.

It's just strange that such a big living person as Zhushan is standing under the banyan tree. Those girls didn't seem to see him, and Zhushan wanted to shout at the beginning of the period. But one of the pony-tailed girls actually left behind a piece of Yuluo Jinpa.

Zhushan retracted what he wanted to say and grabbed the brocade with one hand, but the five girls walked directly past him to the banyan tree.

Whoosh......

To Zhushan's shock, the five girls disappeared through the banyan tree like air!

Hurriedly detoured behind the tree, no!

Looking around, there is no trace of a girl on the grassland!

Zhushan took the Jinpa, and finally imitated the girls, closed his eyes and walked directly to the trunk of the banyan tree!

Laugh at......

Unexpectedly, without the slightest hindrance, Zhushan really seemed to pass through a thick layer of air, and then he heard the voice of the kingfisher-like daughter again.

Open your eyes......

Takeyama was dumbfounded!

Where are the four or five maidens here. It's not an exaggeration to say that it's a daughter country.

As far as the eye can see, there is a deep canyon, and groups of young girls are laughing and scolding along a long stream, some holding a large porcelain jar with clear water, some are washing in the stream with their own small brocade handkerchiefs, and some are picking flowers halfway up the hill and putting them in a flower basket.

Zhushan didn't count them, but there were not a thousand women in this valley, but there were eight hundred, but what he had always wondered was that everyone here didn't seem to see him, as if the air was left there and no one paid attention.

Look around. Takeyama searched all the time, but he didn't find the girl who had lost her brocade with a ponytail on her head.

So Takeyama walked along the upper reaches of the stream towards the valley......

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In the Demon Palace, after passing through the sword mountain and the sea of fire, those group cultivators encountered two ghost envoys holding sickles.

The first person walked over, and the ghost envoy did not react in the slightest. But just as the man was about to get past the demon, they suddenly moved!

Swish!

Several scythe ghosts flashed, and the monk in the late stage of the Demon Pill fell to the ground before he could scream. It's just that to Qunxiu's surprise, the ghost envoy died, but he didn't let it go.

A ghost clawed the man by grabbing the upper half of the man's body and placing it in front of him. With a scythe behind him, the monk's ten fingers fell to the ground in an uproar.

This scene. More than 5,000 people in the distance looked at it and chopped off ten fingers, which is the only severed finger purgatory in hell, and it is also the second hell in hell.

Those who pass by must keep their ten fingers, or they will be killed by the demon messenger, and then they will still have your ten fingers removed......

The legends of Hell have always been just rumors, and most of the demon cultivators don't believe it, but in this strange demon temple, they are a little hesitant.

Ximen Qing of the Ximen family suddenly whispered a few words to a clansman beside him, and finally the clansman trotted to the ghost envoy, Huo Ran raised his hands!

The eyes of the two ghost envoys on the left and the right brightened violently, and the shadow of the sickle flashed that the monk of the Simon family had only cut off ten fingers, and the ghost envoy had not paid attention to it after cutting off his ten fingers, but just put away his ten fingers and stood still again.

The monk's demonic aura urged again and again, and the remaining half of the palm on his hand stopped bleeding, and then he slowly took a step under the gaze of more than 5,000 people......

Boom!

The monk actually left ten fingers and walked over, and what made Ximenqing's face ugly was that the tribesman shot towards the next passage without looking back.

The rest of the people couldn't sit still for a while, and some of them honestly went over to let the ghost envoy take away the ten fingers, but when some people wanted to fish in troubled waters and sneak over, a group of people fell to the ground with a pop after running out less than a hundred feet.

Then the ghost envoy went out and chopped those people up like melons and vegetables, and this time he lost not only ten fingers, but also his own precious head!

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Zhushan and the three Demon Infant Late Stage Great Cultivators were still trapped in the magic painting at this time, and suddenly the door of this pass was opened!

Dozens of people broke in together, and it was the Demon Infant Stage Monks of those sect families, at this time, there were more than sixty Demon Infant Stage Monks, and the other dozen or so people failed to appear here, so they must have fallen.

Simon of the Simon family was about to rush into the main hall ruthlessly, when suddenly someone shouted: "Brother Simon, slow down!"

Ximen paused ruthlessly, and when he looked back, it was the old man of the Blood River Hall who blocked his words, and the old man of the Blood River said again: "Did you see that kid?"

The crowd looked at it, but most just shook their heads because they didn't know each other.

Among them, the Lingyu Ancestor recognized Zhushan, but she didn't say anything, and the old man of the Blood River continued: "A little ghost in the false infancy stage actually appeared in the fourth level, don't you think it's very strange? What do you say, Lingyu Fairy?"

Everyone looked towards Lingyu Ancestor, and Lingyu had to speak: "This son is indeed a disciple of my Yinshan Sect, maybe he has something outstanding about being able to walk ahead of us!"

"I don't know what's weird about that kid, but what is it in this stone hall that makes him stand there motionless?"

Burst!

To the surprise of everyone behind him, Ximen Ruthless stood there in a daze after crossing the bamboo mountain less than a hundred feet, just like a statue...... (To be continued......)