"Hey, why did you stop?"

In the room between Zhao Yelian and Zhao Lingling, Zhao Xuanjun's urgent voice sounded from the notes transmitted in Zhao Yelian's hand.

"Then, those monsters, I don't know what's going on, I'm about to rush over, but now I'm running away."

Zhao Yelian said in surprise.

I don’t know if she was scared by the scene just now, but her tone of speaking was a little weak at this time.

"Yes, the Soul-Destroying Array, they were driven away by the Soul-Destroying Array."

Zhao Lingling, who was standing by the window, said.

"Soul-exorcist array?"

Zhao Xuanjun was confused at the other end of the sound transmission note.

"Didn't the soul-exorcist array outside the station just now expire?"

He wondered.

"Someone has re-arranged the Soul-Destroying Array around the Inn."

Zhao Lingdang glanced at the complex rune pattern composed of white phosphorus fire on the ground of the station outside the window.

"impossible."

Zhao Xuanjun denied:

"The soul-removing array must use spiritual treasures as eyes to communicate with the surrounding spiritual veins to provide spiritual power. It is impossible to find a replacement spiritual treasure in such a short time."

"There is another way. Grandpa told us before, I don't know if you still remember my cousin."

The Zhao family in Yanzhou is different from the Sang family. The Sang family is proficient in talismans, while the Zhao family is proficient in formations, so Zhao Lingdang can see some clues at a glance.

"I smelled the filthy air in this formation."

She added.

"The demon clan's sacrifice magic?!"

In the notes of the sound transmission, Zhao Xuanjun almost blurted out.

"I'm here, Zhao Yelian!"

This time, Zhao Xuanjun almost said in a commanding tone.

"I……"

"Cousin, it's not the best time for you to come here now."

Zhao Yelian was about to refute, but was interrupted by Zhao Lingling. Zhao Lingling looked just a child, but her situation was not surprising at this time, even more so than adults.

"At this moment, Senior Brother Xue Lang has already started fighting with the demons of the demons outside the post station. You are now our last trump card here. You can come here without the intention and combat power of the demons of the Qing Dynasty. "

She said calmly and detachably.

Zhao Lingling's words made Zhao Yelian and Zhao Xuanjun feel ashamed.

"What should I do now?"

Zhao Yelian asked.

"I'll go downstairs first. Sister Yelian, don't go anywhere you stay here. Wait a while and I will send a message to you and you can change your cousin in then."

Zhao Lingling arranged in detail.

...

At the same time, Li Yunsheng and Mu Ningshuang had already come from the backyard to the front yard.

"Is this the most terrifying method of the demon clan?"

Through a layer of scarlet light curtain, looking at the thousands of rotten corpses outside the light curtain that were roaring or roaring, Li Yunsheng sighed a little emotion.

I thought fortunately, the Soul-Exorcist Formation was effective in time, otherwise such a group of rotten corpses who were not afraid of death and injury rushed in, and there might not be anyone in the inn that can escape.

"Shit..."

Just as he was looking at the rotten corpse outside the formation, a trace of coldness suddenly wrapped around his right index finger like a ribbon, and then followed the fingertips and poured into Li Yunsheng's heart along the meridians of his arm, causing Li Yunsheng to shivered without any defense.

"What's wrong?"

Mu Ningshuang asked beside him.

"nothing."

Li Yunsheng glanced at Mu Ningshuang and smiled.

This chill that suddenly surges into my heart is naturally not something that can be fooled by just a word.

When I didn't try to teach him the method of offering sacrifices by demons, I had already explained it to him. This is the backlash of turbid air that will occur every time I sacrifice.

The demons call this side effect a gift from God, so why not fight for it and curse him in the abyss.

Because for the demons, this turbid air is like a magic pill, which can greatly increase their strength.

For human cultivators, if this turbid air cannot be refined in time, it will be like a curse from the abyss. The cultivator who has been entangled throughout his life will make him lose his mind and eventually become a demon puppet.

If you don’t want to become a puppet without minds, then there is only one way, which is to practice the magical martial arts.

In fact, the contradiction between the demon clan and human cultivators can be seen from this small trace of turbid air.

In order to enhance its strength, the easiest way for the demon clan to continuously incorporate the turbid air, and the way to get more turbid air is to sacrifice.

Among the sacrifices they sacrificed, cattle, sheep, birds and beasts are the best, human flesh and blood are the best, and cultivators have the best flesh and blood. Moreover, the higher the cultivation level, the more turbid air they will get.

Therefore, the demons like to suffer from the misfortune of living beings and to hunt down human cultivators the most.

As a result, the hatred between the two sides is almost insolvent.

The method of getting this turbid air out of the body is actually very simple. Most sects can practice Qigong, let alone Li Yunsheng's Dragon Painting Art.

He silently ran the Dragon Painting Technique in his body for a whole week, and soon pushed out the turbid air.

"Do we want to go over and help Senior Brother Xue Lang?"

Mu Ningshuang felt the violent and scorching waves coming from afar, and said with some concern.

"Although I want to go over and help."

Li Yunsheng smiled bitterly.

"But that's not something that both of us can intervene."

He looked at the stone tablet that was filled with light in the night in the distance.

Although he didn't know that the person who fought with Xue Lang was Qi Baiye who killed Su Lingyun, he could clearly feel from the breeze that the demon cultivator who came to assassinate was very terrifying.

So surprised that Xue Lang was able to stand stalemate with him to such an extent.

"Then, if Brother Xue Lang has an accident, we will be..."

Mu Ningshuang wondered. In her opinion, even if she might not be able to help, she could not watch Senior Brother Xue Lang fight hard alone.

"Don't be anxious."

Li Yunsheng took a few steps back and stood side by side with Mu Ningshuang and said:

"This soul-repelling array can last for at least half an hour, even if the person who fought with Senior Brother Xue Lang came."

"What about half an hour later?"

"After the soul-repelling array is activated, Qiu Shui will definitely know the news. It only takes half an hour for them to send people here. So just stay here and don't cause trouble for Senior Brother Xue Lang. Don't worry, it won't be so easy to kill a cultivator in the real human realm."

"You...have you calculated everything from the beginning?"

Mu Ningshuang said a little surprised.

"Um."

Li Yunsheng nodded.

"In fact, it's not as complicated as you think. With the cultivation and strength of our people, if you want to survive, you can only rely on the Soul-Electric Formation of the Post Station."

He smiled.

"But the problem is that this place is not our station. You can discover this and then re-arrange the soul-removing array. It's not that simple..."

Mu Ningshuang smiled bitterly in her heart.

"So you are here!"

Suddenly a group of people walked out of the inn restaurant.

Mu Ningshuang looked up and saw that it was He Zishi from Lingyun Pavilion and Zhao Lingling from Xuanwu Pavilion.

"Don't get close to them!"

Just as He Zishi was about to walk towards Li Yunsheng, Liu Yuhuan behind him yelled like crazy.

"They are spies from the demon clan. They killed Senior Brother Wenxuan!"

She pointed at Li Yun like crazy and said.

"You look..."

Seeing this, Mu Ningshuang leaned against Li Yunsheng and said calmly:

"A hundred secrets and one sparse."
Chapter completed!