My messenger is a little fox

Li Yu stopped talking and sat cross-legged on the ground to recover his spiritual power.

Today's series of battles had already greatly consumed his spiritual energy, and the three ice walls, which were seven to eight meters high, had almost drained him dry. You would be a fool if you don't take advantage of this rare moment of calm to restore your spiritual power and try to pretend.

Just as everyone was resting and waiting for Hou Jinlin to return, a burst of harsh laughter rang above everyone's heads.

The wine-meat monk appeared in front of everyone while sitting on his big wine gourd. He laughed and said: "A group of little monkeys can do it! At this time, they still want to inflict evil on the Buddha!"

There was one other team leader left. He saw that Li Yu was recovering his spiritual power, and Zhang Songcheng had no intention of leaving, so he had to bite the bullet and said: "I wonder why Master said this? I haven't left here since the end of the battle. Why do you think so?"

"Stop pretending! Hurry up and open the city defense formation. Lord Buddha will not care about you, otherwise I will feed you all to Lord Buddha's golden toads!" The wine-meat monk said bluntly, relying on his strength.

After listening to the drunken monk talking about the city defense formation, Zhang Songcheng pulled the team leader forward and said: "Master Mingjian, now the Pinghu City defense formation has been controlled by the Demon Emperor. If you want to lift the formation, you must defeat the devil. But. This formation only blocks external enemies, but the people inside can leave freely, and there is no restriction if the master wants to leave."

"It turns out it's Patriarch Zhang, and you escaped too! Well - that naughty boy over there is still alive!" The drunken monk looked at the two of them suspiciously with squinted eyes, and murmured: "Did that boy Wang Qi really guess it right? Yeah, that Demon King is bluffing!"

The drunken monk did not lower his voice, so Zhang Songcheng listened and replied: "As expected by the master, the Demon King was very weak. He was just trying to bully others, so Brother Li and I were able to come out alive."

The alcoholic monk rolled his eyes and said, "You said that the Demon Emperor was weak, then how did he seize control of the city defense formation?"

Zhang Songcheng immediately told what happened in the hall when he saw the Demon Emperor turning a bead into a light shield, but omitted the fact that Li Yu knew the formation. Finally, he used the Demon Emperor's words to explain the performance of the formation and control the city defense formation.

The wine-meat monk had no doubt that he was there. He had never heard of that weird formation, and it was even more impossible for him to think that Li Yu and the two had tampered with it.

The drunkard monk was silent for a while, and then said with a rare solemn look on his face: "I never thought that the Demon Emperor had such means! Now that the city protection formation has changed, no one can leave Pinghu City. It seems that the Demon Emperor doesn't want to let go. More than anyone else!”

Immediately, he shouted to the pit to the west: "Come out! You have all heard it. Let's come up with an idea on what to do!"

As soon as the drunkard monk finished speaking, other demon sect members appeared at the pit to the west, and Wang Qi still held Hou Jinlin in his hand.

"What do you mean?"

Seeing that the Demon Sect members were at war with each other and even arrested their own people, everyone in the court stood up and released all their weapon masters.

"Hehehe - His Royal Highness King Yannan is suffering here, how can we bear to leave!" the drunken monk said with a smile.

It turned out that after everyone in the Demon Sect escaped from the basement, they found that none of the soul-eating tigers were chasing them, and no one was missing, so they gathered at the city wall to discuss countermeasures. After all, although such a run was safe, the mission would be a complete failure. The group, led by two king-level troops, felt disgraced when they came to mobilize troops but failed to return.

The layman Gulong and the drunken monk said nothing, allowing everyone to argue endlessly about whether to stay or go. Until Wang Qi finally overcame everyone's opinions. He felt that something was fishy and was willing to stay to find out the news. In the end, layman Gulong made the decision, and the wine-meat monk nodded, leaving Wang Qi and the other two people to collect information, while the rest went out of the city to hide and wait for the signal.

Unexpectedly, just when the rest of the people wanted to leave, the city's defense formation was opened for some reason, and more importantly, those people could not get out.

The first reaction of everyone in the Demon Sect was that the people from the imperial court had opened a city defense formation, hoping that they would fight with the Demon Emperor, so they all went back to prepare to force the people from the imperial court to disarm the formation. By chance, he happened upon Hou Jinlin who was alone. The drunken monk went up to arrest him and handed him over to a person with the ability to read memory for torture.

This torture doesn't matter. Although Hou Jinlin doesn't know who opened the city defense formation, he does know the situation of Yannan King Zhong Wuyan.

Even the layman Gu Long was excited at this time. Zhong Wuyan's current situation is like a piece of cake. The Demon Sect and the imperial court are mortal enemies. If they can kill Zhong Wuyan, it will be no worse than the achievement of exploding the Demon Emperor.

In order to prevent the mermaids from the imperial court from breaking through and completely locking up the formation, the demon sect pretended not to know about Zhong Wuyan's existence, and planned to use their strength to force those people to open the formation, and finally join up with everyone to kill Zhong Wuyan completely.

It's just that the idea was very good, but it was knocked down by Zhang Songcheng's words.

The city defense formation was opened by the Demon Emperor, and its performance was changed to trap everyone in the city. Its purpose was obvious. The people of the Demon Sect and the imperial court have become grasshoppers on a rope. No one can escape until the Demon Emperor is killed.

Even if you look at the drunkard monk, he always smiles, but he is not stupid. He will never act rashly before he is sure whether Zhang Songcheng's words are true or false.

"Don't move! We have no ill intentions towards His Highness Zhong Wuyan and this friend." The drunken monk pointed at Hou Jinlin with narrowed eyes.

"We just want to leave this hellish place, and now we need to find out some truth." After saying this, the alcoholic monk winked at one of his subordinates, and the subordinate released two spy bees and flew towards the basement one after another.

"Since you have no ill intentions, how about letting our people go first?" Zhang Songcheng looked at Hou Jinlin and said.

Hou Jinlin was still unconscious at this moment and was held in Wang Qi's hands. Fortunately, judging from his rhythmic breathing, it seemed that he was just sleeping. "That's an old friend's descendant. Please give me a favor, Master!"

"Clan Chief Zhang, why are you anxious? Let this friend sleep a little longer, and we will let him go back when he wakes up. We are not treating this friend harshly. I guarantee that it is better for him to stay with us for the time being."

Zhang Songcheng snorted and stepped aside, while the others glared at the meat-wine monk. Unfortunately, the meat-wine monk had a weird temper, but he took this as a breath of fresh air.

The person who quickly released the spy bees gave the drunken monk a wink, and the drunken monk returned to the layman Gulong, Wang Qi and the man. Two spy bees sent back two images one after another. It was the scene of the Sky-Wing Cloud Beast with its eyes closed and meditative, covered by a light mask. There is a seemingly real but imaginary line above the mask that goes straight into the ceiling of the hall, which is completely consistent with what Zhang Songcheng said.

A few people discussed there for a while, and then simply released Hou Jinlin. The drunken monk said, "I'm going to test the quality of the Demon Emperor's mask. If you don't want to help me, don't have other thoughts, otherwise no one will be able to leave." Pinghu City!”

The drunkard monk followed Master Gulong and led the demon sect back to the basement. Judging from his words and tone, he believed what Zhang Songcheng said. This time he went in with a lucky mentality. After all, even a county-level nurse The city formation cannot be destroyed by a few ordinary kings in a short time.