The Demon Lord Orders Rickoff [Traveling]

Zhuoguang didn't give Tang Qi a straight eye, and said unhurriedly: "I think it is as disgusting as you, and it will stain people's eyes if you see it too much."

Ruan Qiye shook the golden fan and smiled wantonly, "That thing is a treasure in your eyes, but in our eyes, it is worthless."

Finally, Tang Qi couldn't take it anymore, and drew his sword to fight Ruan Qiye.

Ruan Qiye also had the idea of ​​a duel, the two hit it off and fought endlessly.

Maybe Qingchi had already figured out a way to get out, or maybe he was teleported to other places, Shen Moli decided to find the teleportation array first, and then go out.

After walking for a long time, there is a lake in the distance, glowing brightly in the low night.

Little Dewdrop flew over excitedly, and after circling the lake for a week, she flew back immediately, chirping and chirping.

Master, there is something wrong with this lake, don't get close, don't get close.

Shen Moli understood, picked up a stone and threw it in, and there was a stinging sound of corrosion instantly.He has already inspected the grassland, and there is nothing abnormal. If there is a trap, it is probably in this lake, but how to get in is a difficult point.

After waiting by the lake for a while, the two Nascent Souls who were fighting and the other disciples followed up. Everyone surrounded the lake, and no one dared to enter the lake to investigate.

The breeze blows across the lake, and a pungent smell hits the face.

The surface of the lake was calm and calm, and just as everyone was about to relax their vigilance, the surface of the lake began to stir slightly, ring after ring of ripples spreading slowly from the inside to the outside.

After a while, the waves gradually became more and more turbulent like a tide, scaring everyone back again and again.

After the land and turf by the lake were corroded clean, a platform was raised in the center of the lake. The platform was like white jade, and looked like a full moon in the dark night. There was a grid of stones in the center of the platform, which suddenly opened. After a while, the stones Closed, the platform sank to the bottom of the lake again.

"Could it be that the teleportation array is inside." Shen Moli said.

Ruan Qiye said: "How can we get there, you can't control the sword on the lake."

"Shipbuilding." Tang Qidan said.

Ruan Qiye retorted, "It's easy to say, all we can use is the grass under our feet, let alone other things, I'm afraid they can only be corroded by this lake."

Shen Moli said: "Everyone, try the spiritual treasures and spiritual weapons you carry with you, maybe they can be used."

After everyone tried it, it didn't work. The Lingbao was put into the lake, and it was dissolved into nothing the next moment.

The grassland is vast and boundless, and it is night. There is no material that can be used to make a boat. Time has passed for a long time, and there is still no dawn. I am afraid that the grassland itself is set to be night.

It suddenly occurred to him that since the little dewdrops could fly up to the lake, maybe Bihe could too.The formations of the demons generally guard against monks, and a single formation is easier to set up. Monsters may not be able to set up formations against elves and fairy birds.

Because the types of elves and various fairy birds and beasts are inherently diverse, there are many uncertain factors.It is very difficult to block the magic power of all creatures, even the gods of the upper world are not easy to do.

Shen Moli tried it, and sure enough, Bihe's magic power did not disappear, but it was very reluctant to carry so many people there, and it reluctantly agreed after all the disciples contributed their spiritual fruits.

Because Bihe is bound by mana, every time someone is transported there, someone has to ride with Shen Moli. There are more than 30 people present, so Bihe must be exhausted enough.Shen Moli touched Bihe's head, comforted him warmly, and felt distressed in his heart.

When the platform rose again, several disciples were already ready.Bihe carried them back and forth ten times, and as soon as they had delivered ten people, the mechanism stone was closed and the platform began to sink.

Shen Moli said: "Everyone, wait for the next round."

The attitude of the remaining disciples towards Shen Moli at this time was very friendly, with all kinds of compliments and warm-heartedness, including the disciples who were dissatisfied with him before and wanted him to explore the way first.

Ruan Qiye curled her lips, secretly cursing those people for being shameless.

Tang Qidao: "Thanks to you fairy bird, otherwise we would have to be trapped here forever."

Shen Moli nodded in response.At this moment, his thoughts are all worried about Qingchi, and he is not in the mood to chat with them.Hanaran seemed to sense the master's worry, patted his arm with her paw, and then let out a low meow, as if to comfort her.

When Shen Moli patted his head and smoothed his hair, he thought of Hu Jiu. No matter where Qingchi was teleported, he hoped he could meet a demon like Hu Jiu.Shen Moli suddenly felt it was funny again, he expected the demons to help at this time.

After three rounds of crossing, there were only a few people left in the end, and Bihe flew at a constant speed every time, so it could be that the time spent on the platform became shorter and shorter.

"Time is running out, let's hurry up." Shen Moli said.

Tang Qidao: "You guys go first, and I will go with Mr. Shen last."

After all, Zhuo Guang glanced at him as Tang Qi expected.Tang Qixin said, I am so magnanimous, I am not afraid that you will not have a good impression.Compared with the previous life, this kind of scheming is even worse.

However, in his heart, what Tang Qi was thinking about was whether Tang Qi wanted to harm his master by doing this... He had to be on guard.

Seeing that Shen Moli didn't intend to take them there, several monsters knelt down and begged, they didn't want to be trapped here.

Shen Moli said: "Not killing you is already my bottom line."

The two-horned monster said: "Qi Ye, please help me and beg him, don't leave me behind, Qi Ye..."

Shen Moli asked Ruan Qiye, "Do you want to bring your best friend?"

Ruan Qiye said: "Mo Li, don't make fun of me, the platform is here, let's go quickly." After saying that, he tightened the rope that bound the monster again.

Shen Moli let Hua Ran, and Xiao Luzhu returned to the mustard seed bag. He and Tang Qi were the last group to step on the platform.Shen Moli thanked Bihe and put it in the mustard bag.

The disciple in front was about to jump into the mechanism, but suddenly retreated and shouted: "The bottom is spinning, and a disciple disappeared in an instant. It's too scary."

The scorching light was hit by him and fell backwards. He was standing on the edge of the platform, but he stepped on the air and fell down.Shen Moli sensed him and instantly grabbed his hand. The platform was so smooth that the falling force actually dragged him forward.

In order to increase the friction, he lay down on the platform, tightly grasping Zhuoguang's hand, and said, "Zhuoguang, quickly return to the sword."

The scorching light was on the lake, controlled by some force, he couldn't go back, so he had to say with some reluctance: "Master, let me go, I can't go back."

At this moment, only the disciple who hit someone was left on the platform, and Ruan Qiye and Tang Qi had already entered the organ without knowing when.

Shen Moli said: "Help me."

The disciple was stunned, as if he was stupid.Looking closely at his face, it turned out that he was the disciple who touched the paint. Unexpectedly, at this moment, he went crazy.

Shen Moli lowered the hilt of the sword in his waist, and poked it down, "Zhaoguang, try this to get back into the sword? Don't give up, I will save you."

Zhuo Guang held onto the sword body, but could not enter the sword even after exhausting his spiritual power, he said: "Master, this sword can still protect the master without the burning light, please let the master go."

"No, it's not the last moment, so don't give up." Shen Moli said.

The scorching light looked firm, "It's the scorching light's luck to know the master. It's the scorching light's duty to protect the master, but the scorching light won't drag the master down."

The scorching light let go of the hand that was holding him, and fell down.

Shen Moli was already half of his body outside at this time, he mobilized his mana, burned the golden core in his body, poured spiritual power into Zhuoguang's body, swung the hilt of his sword, and finally put the scorching light into the sword, but he hadn't had time to be happy.

Affected by gravity, he failed to climb onto the smooth edge of the platform, holding the scorching light, and fell straight down.

Seeing this scene, the disciple who hit people laughed wildly and foolishly, clapped his hands and said: "Die, die... Our demons want to destroy all monks, haha," he pointed to the lake and said, "One, Two, three, four..."

The organ shut down, the platform sank slowly, the lake submerged him, instantly turned into a puddle of blood, and then disappeared without a trace, and the lake returned to calm.

The disciples who escaped from the platform mechanism came to a deserted place following the teleportation array inside the mechanism.

The sky here is gloomy, there are clusters of black fog floating in the sky from time to time, the ground is cracked and scorched earth, and swarms of bats fly by in the sky, it feels like being in hell.

"Where is this?" a disciple asked.

Ruan Qiye said anxiously: "Where's Mo Li? Why didn't he keep up?"

Tang Qidao: "Is he not in front? It was a little messy when I entered the office just now, I didn't notice it."

Ruan Qiye grabbed Tang Qi's neck, "You guys came from the last group, didn't you see him? Tell me, did you kill him and then stole his sword?"

Tang Qi's face turned red, "No...no, Kunlun is also a famous family, how could I do such a nasty thing...quickly, let me go."

Ruan Qiye said angrily: "I've already seen that you have plans for the Burning Light Sword, so open the mustard bag and let me check."

"You, you, cough, let me go first..."

Ruan Qiye let him go, insisting on checking his mustard bag.After checking all kinds of mustard bags on Tang Qi's body one by one, there was no trace of burning light, so he believed his words.

Tang Qidao: "I didn't lie to you, in fact, I was also very worried about Zhuoguang! What about me, why did you run so fast just now? If you were really worried about him, you would have been waiting for him long ago."

Ruan Qiye drew his sword angrily and said, "The platform we arrived at first, of course we have to come down first, leaving a clear path for them to come later!"

Not to be outdone, Tang Qi drew his sword and replied, "It's all your fault. If something happens to Zhuoguang, I will definitely kill you."

Ruan Qiye scolded: "What does the burning light have to do with me? Could it be that you became stupid once you went to the magic cave? With a fool like you, you are also worthy of being the chief of Kunlun. If you say that you are not the illegitimate son of the head of Kunlun, I will dare Do not believe."

Tang Qi was taken aback, indeed even if something happened to Zhuoguang, it seemed that it had nothing to do with Ruan Qiye.He regained his demeanor and said: "You can talk nonsense, the so-called clean is self-clean, I don't care about it with you."

Ruan Qiye snorted coldly, took out the golden fan and fanned it happily.

A cloud of black mist in the distance was slowly drifting over. A disciple turned his back to the black mist and didn't notice it. When he inhaled the black mist, he let out an ah, and everyone realized something was wrong and ran away quickly.

"What is this?"

"I don't know, without Mr. Shen, how can we get out."

"Could it be... this is the Demon Realm?"

"Really? Entering the Demon Realm is certain death, no wonder that Young Master Shen didn't follow."

Ruan Qiye said coldly: "According to you, did he escape? Is he that kind of person! If I knew you were like this, I should have thrown you into the lake!"

The disciple was frightened by the hostility emanating from Ruan Qiye's body. He was sent by his master to practice after he reached the Jindan stage. He really couldn't compete with the Nascent Soul stage. Wouldn't it be better for him to escape..."

Tang Qi said coldly: "At this moment, let's think about how to get out. What's the use of fighting in the den? If this is really the devil world, you should keep your strength and wait for the fight."

The disciple who inhaled the black mist vomited continuously, spitting out black mucus, and looked in pain.He stretched out his hand and begged, "Help me, brother, help me..."

Tang Qi helped him heal his wounds and channeled his spiritual power, but he saw that he vomited more and more, and the black mucus seemed to be endless.Feeding him life-saving medicine still couldn't stop his fate of final death.

Tang used his robe to cover his face, got up and said, "Everyone, be careful, this place is very dangerous."

******

When Shen Moli sank into the lake, he burned the golden core, mobilizing all the spiritual power to prop up a half-foot barrier around his body, protecting his whole body.

Under the protection of the barrier, he kept sinking in the lake. With a bang, the barrier exploded and he fell to the ground.

There is still a calm lake above the head, and there is a teleportation platform in the center of the lake. The lake seems to be controlled by some kind of force and will not sink. There are many corroded spirit swords and residues of spirit weapons at the bottom of the lake.

Shen Moli called out the burning light, and seeing that he was fine, he was relieved.

Sensing the sharp drop in the master's cultivation, Zhuoguang guessed that the master must have lost his cultivation because of saving him, so ashamed, he knelt on the ground and said:

"Scorching Light is just a sword, it shouldn't be treated like this by its master."

Shen Moli helped him up and said: "You have accompanied me through life and death so many times, I have long regarded you as a relative and a friend. If your cultivation level is gone, you can regenerate it. If there is anything important, as long as you are fine."

Relatives... friends... Zhuoguang never thought that the master would look at him in such a capacity, he was just holding a sword, thinking of the master holding his hand and insisting on not letting him give up, there was something in his heart that never let him give up. An unprecedented warmth.

"If I leave my master one day, what will happen to my master?"

As a sword, a fairy sword, its lifespan is much longer than that of a human clan.In the long time, it will meet many masters. As long as it forms a pact with them, the fairy sword will loyally assist and protect the master, and thus forget the previous master. This is an eternal truth, which is learned after burning the sword spirit .

If due to some kind of chance, the fairy sword changes its owner, and if the former owner is still there, the fairy sword will still choose to forget the former owner.

If the current master asked Sword Spirit to kill the previous master, he would have to obey.Because of this, Zhuo Guang had a very bad attitude towards Tang Qi, who also swallowed Jian Xin, and he didn't want such an opportunity to happen.

It is precisely because of this that the fairy sword is always just a sword, and whoever holds it can only command it.Therefore, he always holds a weapon, and cannot be regarded as a friend, or even a relative.

As for the master's actions like this, Zhuoguang was a little worried for him.

Shen Moli said: "I will miss you and worry about you. After all, you and I met once. I think this is the so-called relationship."

A strange color flashed in the burning eyes, and he clenched his fists and said, "Thank you, Master, for your love."

Shen Moli said: "You and I have known each other for so long, there is no need to be so unfamiliar. I don't know how old you are, but you must have lived longer than me. If you don't give up, just call me by my name."

"The burning light dare not."

"Since I can't be named, you can call me Wine Bag."

"...The burning light dare not!!"

"Mo Li!" Came a melodious and warm voice.

Shen Moli turned his head. The man was dressed in a purple-patterned Taoist robe, unrestrained and handsome, with a celestial demeanor. His cultivation in the Mahayana period was undisguised. His smile was like the rising sun, illuminating the entire bottom of the lake.