Jiuyou is a mysterious place, hidden in the dark side of the world. Feng Qingluo and Tu Shansi stood in front of the entrance of Jiuyou, and they could feel the resentment and anger coming from Jiuyou.

Tu Shansi entered Jiuyou first, followed closely by Feng Qingluo. They saw the scene in Jiuyou, which was full of darkness and chaos.

Feng Qingluo walked on the soil of Jiuyou, and the pain and trauma were revealed again.

The scene here is more gloomy than in the past, with demons and resentful spirits wandering in the depressed and dilapidated forest.

They wander and wander in the deep Nine Nether Demon Realm.

These demonic spirits have deep pain and anger on their faces. They wander in the forest, and their low roars echo in the silent forest like broken gongs, making people feel frightened.

These demons and resentful spirits are not completely invisible. They leave traces of black traces in the air, which are traces of their resentment and magic power.

These traces are like black rays of light, shrouding the entire Jiuyou Demon Realm in darkness.

The air of the Nine Nether Demon Realm is filled with an indescribable gloomy atmosphere. It is a mixture of resentment and magic power, which makes people feel an irresistible depression.

This kind of breath permeates every corner, and you can even feel that it is eroding every living thing.

Here, you can't hear the chirping of birds or the gurgling water of the creek.

Only the wind howled, as if whispering the endless desolation and pain in this land.

Tu Shansi noticed the subtle changes in Feng Qingluo's breathing and held her hand firmly, "Hold tight, don't be afraid, the past is over."

Feng Qingluo immediately responded with a shallow smile.

Suddenly, thousands of arrows shot out from the dense forest.

Tu Shansi held Feng Qingluo's hand tightly and flew away.

"Be careful."

Feng Qingluo smiled charmingly, "A little trick."

With a wave of his hand, a circle of light was created, and the arrows changed directions one after another.

The two looked at each other and both knew that someone deliberately wanted to lure them here, so they set up an ambush here.

"Wasn't it stupid to ambush me?"

The strength of her own strength has made Feng Qingluo's heart very strong; she no longer has as much fear as before.

Tu Shansi saw that she had become much calmer, and said calmly: "I have grown up, and I have become much braver."

While speaking, he was also thinking about a question.

With the current strength of the two of them, it is indeed not a wise choice to ambush them; there must be another purpose.

"I……"

Just as Feng Qingluo opened her mouth, a ray of light suddenly flew toward her quickly. Tu Shansi immediately picked her up with all his strength, spun to dodge, and narrowly avoided the ray of light. At the critical moment, the two of them were alert, and each other's attacks came one after another, and all of them were directed at Feng Qingluo.

Tu Shansi's eyes narrowed, and more and more demon spirits and resentful spirits gathered in the sky.

In the vast sky, there seemed to be an invisible French net gradually descending.

The net wrapped up in the direction of Jiuyou in a unique way. The mystery and delicacy in it made Tu Shansi, a person who was proficient in formations, unable to help being frightened.

His pupils shrank, as if he realized something, and he said lightly: "I know."

At the same time, Feng Qingluo on the side also said: "I understand."

Such a tacit understanding caused Feng Qingluo to sneer at the corner of her mouth. She raised her eyebrows and asked, "What do you know?"

Tu Shansi suddenly became serious, and he said in a deep voice: "This should be a resurrection formation. By gathering demon spirits and resentful spirits, if there is an inducement that can trigger resurrection, they can be resurrected."

His eyes turned to Feng Qingluo again, and he became confused.

Little is known about Feng Qingluo's bloodline power, but who noticed and took advantage of such a secret? This made him doubtful.

He frowned, but he was distracted. A ray of magic light passed by his shoulder, and the magic light scratched his robe, and blood seeped out in an instant.

Feng Qingluo quickly stood in front of him and shouted with concern: "You have to be careful!" Then, she said in a calm voice: "I don't know what this formation is, but... hum... you want to use me to resurrect They are simply wishful thinking.”

"No, no, Jiuyou is just a formation that gathers spiritual energy. Their intention is to collect all the demon spirits and resentful spirits from all over the world. Just draw a drop of your blood essence into the eye of the formation, and you can activate the resurrection technique. They are reborn.”

Tu Shansi covered his shoulders, a painful expression flashed across his face. He was silent for a while, and then he raised his head, with a bright light of wisdom shining in his eyes.

He took a deep breath, and his tone revealed a deep sense of calmness and wisdom: "The price of this resurrection technique is that countless demons and resentful spirits will be awakened, and they will wreak havoc in the world and bring disaster to all directions. .”

Tu Shansi's tone was very serious, and his eyes were full of worries about the future.

"How is it possible, a drop of blood..." Feng Qingluo was shocked, and her heart was filled with confusion.

"It only takes a drop of blood essence to continuously intercept your power through the formation, and draw your blood to feed the formation until it drains you dry."

Tu Shansi's tone revealed unconcealable annoyance and self-blame, "I absolutely cannot allow such a thing to happen."

He shouldn't have rashly taken Feng Qingluo down to Jiuyou, knowing that she was among the gods and demons, and led her to such a dangerous place in the crosshairs of many people.

Waves of emotion surged through his heart, with regret, pain, and fear intertwined together.

"Don't be afraid, I am no longer the fragile me I was back then."

Finally, at this moment, Feng Qingluo used her ability to express her heroic aspirations to Tu Shansi.

Tu Shansi smiled softly, his eyes shining with unwavering determination. "I'm not afraid. No matter how difficult and dangerous the road ahead is, we will never give up and stay together through thick and thin."

A trace of moved tears flashed in Feng Qingluo's eyes, and she responded: "I will never give up in life or death, and we will stay together through thick and thin."

She had just summoned the Sky Covering Sword, and in an instant, countless resentful spirits and demon spirits let out deafening wailing sounds. The sound was heartbreaking, making people's hearts flutter, and their internal organs trembling violently.

The painful sound is like thousands of ghosts crying miserably, making people feel frightened and the pores all over the body tighten.

The two of them covered their ears.

Feng Qingluo quickly retracted the cover of the sky and sacrificed the Tianji Sword; then the wailing sound gradually faded away.

"It seems that dad's sword energy made them very painful and angry."

"Luo'er, hurry up and I'll find a way out of the formation."

"Okay, you find a way out, and I'll defend you."

Suddenly, a melodious and deep horn sound echoed in the valley, and those demons and resentful spirits rushed toward them like a group of soldiers in black armor.

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