After the demon king failed to beg for death

Demonic energy has no substance, like smoke or mist, as long as there is a slight gap, it can pass through and pour in continuously.

Fu Ling didn't understand what he looked like.

Just now I couldn't detect any demonic energy, but as soon as the two of them entered the hall, these things rushed in violently, and it was obvious that they were coming towards the two of them.

Fu Ling's eyes turned completely cold.

"I'll go down to save people, and I'll leave it to you."

Li Chen said "be careful" in a low voice, and Fu Ling's figure disappeared at the entrance of the cave.

He casually put a seal on the entrance of the cave, then looked up to the top of his head.

There was a sound of being stepped on the bricks and tiles above the head, accompanied by this demonic energy, it should be the demon corpse in the out-of-body period.

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The basement was pitch black, Fu Ling could feel the seal above his head, and immediately felt at ease.

He raised his hand and burst out a beam of light, illuminating the basement.

The basement is not very big, there is a stone table inside, surrounded by stacks of bookshelves.

There are also a lot of gold, silver and jewelry scattered on the ground, fragments, extending all the way inside.

From this appearance, this secret room should be the place where the lord of Xinlu City used to hide things.

With a sweep of Fu Ling's consciousness, he probed into the enchantment in front of him that could hardly be maintained.

I don't know who built this enchantment, it is used to isolate the devil's energy and prevent it from being found by the devil's corpse.

Before coming here, Fu Ling really thought so.

But judging from the demonic energy pouring in just now, these people probably didn't protect themselves and wait for rescue, they were most likely bait.

After confirming that there was no danger in the basement, Fu Ling walked forward quickly, and soon came to a stone door.

The stone gate is covered with that enchantment.

He tore apart the barrier casually, and pushed open the door with one palm.

A silver light shot down the wide open stone door in an instant.

Fu Ling's face never fluctuated, and the sword landed in front of his eyes.

He flicked the sword away casually, and the flame in his palm became bigger, instantly illuminating the entire stone room.

There were more people in the stone room than he thought, the small stone room was actually packed with more than a hundred people.

"Who are you?" A somewhat familiar voice suddenly sounded.

Fu Ling raised his eyes and looked over, the corner of his mouth twitched at the shattered red dress.

The old man Bi Yuanqing didn't tell him that his precious grandson was also in Xinlu City.

This person was none other than Bi Zeyu whom he hadn't seen for a few months, that arrogant bully.

Xiaobawang's eye-catching red dress was already in tatters, and all the braids on his head were scattered at some point, tied behind his head casually by him, his face was haggard, it was far from the high-spirited appearance at the beginning up.

Bi Zeyu has been in this cave for many days.

He had already fasted, so naturally he didn't feel hungry, but behind him was a group of ordinary people who couldn't be more ordinary.

Ever since he rescued these people, he felt like a heavy burden was weighing on his heart, and he was always in fear, for fear that the devilish energy that came from nowhere would corrode them.

However, at this moment, a monk suddenly appeared in front of him.

The point is, Bi Zeyu can't see his cultivation at all, that is to say, this person is much stronger than himself.

It is still uncertain whether it is an enemy or a friend.

Fu Lingang thought that this little overlord's memory was so bad that he didn't even recognize him.

However, when he reached out his hand, he remembered his appearance as an eminent monk.

He lowered his eyebrows and looked at the people in the room expressionlessly.

All the hundred or so mortals here looked at him in horror.

These people have already been tortured physically and mentally by the demon corpses.

Those demon corpses are really terrifying, they have seen it with their own eyes.

Many of them lost their loved ones in this outbreak of demon corpses.

I watched helplessly as my dearest relative was bitten by the demon corpse, infected by the demon energy, and then turned into a corpse that could only bite people.

Without consciousness, there is no other action except attacking.

Those terrifying demon corpses couldn't be killed, couldn't be killed, and they even had great strength.

How can I live safely?

They have been in this small house for several days, with only meager food and very little water, and many of them are already weak and unable to walk.

The sudden appearance of the monk in front of them terrified and frightened them.

Fu Ling said softly, "I'm here to rescue you."

Fearing that Bi Zeyu would not believe it, he continued, "I was entrusted by the suzerain Bi Yuanqing of your sect to come here with You Ming."

When mentioning You Ming, Bi Zeyu's eyes lit up: "The ancestor is here too?"

Fu Ling nodded.

Bi Zeyu was pleasantly surprised, then frowned and asked, "What about his apprentice who colluded with the devil?"

Displeasure was hidden brightly in his eyes.

After the Zongmen Grand Competition, Bi Zeyu had a slight hatred for Fu Ling.

Firstly, because of that big competition, he almost lost all face and face, not to mention that his skills were not as good as others, and he almost caused a catastrophe.

Secondly, people like Fu Ling who serve others with color in Israel can be accepted as closed disciples by Patriarch You Ming. He is so talented, but he can't even get a look.

Facing Fu Ling, he didn't like him at all.

At the Demon Elimination Conference that day, this Fu Ling openly colluded with the big devil Li Chen, hugging and hugging in public.

Fu Ling didn't know why the child was so malicious towards him, and he didn't want to answer him.

There was a devilish energy outside, even though he knew that Li Chen had a high level of cultivation, he couldn't stop him from worrying.

Fu Ling looked at the old, weak, sick and disabled in this room, and did not intend to say anything, so he prepared to take these people out.

Just before leaving, I have to give a warning.

"I will rescue you out immediately, but before I come in, no one can leave this room, do you understand?"

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, not understanding what kind of rescue this was.

And this monk who looks thin and weak, with empty hands, can really save them out?

Everyone has doubts and expectations in their hearts.

Bi Zeyu was also a little puzzled, and couldn't help but ask, "How are you going to take them out?"

Fu Ling didn't intend to explain: "I have my own way, including you, you are not allowed to go out."

Bi Zeyu's face darkened, but at the moment he can only trust this monk, because these ordinary mortals are almost unable to survive.

After going out, standing in front of the door, Fu Ling raised his hand, and the black long sword fell into his left palm.

He held his sword horizontally in front of him, his eyebrows were slightly horizontal, and he slashed out with a sword suddenly.

The ground of the stone room began to vibrate, and countless thick vines emerged from the ground, breaking through the stones, and entangled the entire stone room in circles, tightly bound.

Fu Ling was actually going to take the entire stone room out directly.

If you go out like this, there will still be demonic energy overflowing inside.

He scratched the edge of the sword with his fingers, and a few drops of blood dripped from his fingertips.

The blood bead was suspended in the air, following Fu Ling's movements, it quickly climbed onto the vines, and then melted into the vines.

The current vines are no longer the green vines that popped up on the Dabi stage.

With the growth of Fu Ling's cultivation base, these vines also became stronger, even stronger than humans.

When the few drops of Fu Ling's blood fell, a burst of green light flashed around the vines. These green lights surrounded the entire stone chamber without leaving a single gap, forming an airtight barrier.

After doing this, he went up the way he had come.

The entire stone room was also brought into the hall by him.

On the top of the secret room, the surging devilish energy disappeared completely at some point, leaving only the empty hall.

The door sealed by Fu Ling has also been opened, and the seal on it has been broken, which should be broken by Li Chen.

And under Li Chen's feet, a man with a purple complexion and a devilish aura was trapped in the barrier.

This man's face was ferocious, and his whole body was bound by immortal locks, and he kept hitting the barrier surrounding him with his head, repeatedly, without feeling the pain at all.

However, the barrier set up by Li Chen is so easy to break.

Fu Ling glanced at it, but couldn't tell who it was, and asked, "Is this the demon corpse at the out-of-body stage?"

Li Chen glanced at him up and down, and when he saw the bloodstain on his fingertips, his eyes were slightly cold.

He didn't answer, but stretched out his hand to hold Fu Ling's unrecovered right hand, and there was a bloodstain on his fingertip, which was exactly where he cut the barrier just now.

Li Chen stared at the bloodstain, and said in a very low voice, "I just haven't looked at you for a while."

The hand is bleeding.

Fu Ling looked at the dao mark, thought it was a little funny, and said indifferently: "I scratched it myself, and it will be fine soon."

It's really trivial, not worth mentioning stuff.

However, he was speechless for a second.

Li Chen put this finger directly into his mouth.

The warm mouth tightly wrapped the entire fingertips, leaving no gaps.

An indescribable numbness hit his heart along his fingertips, and his whole body trembled for a moment.

Fu Ling's ears turned red from his actions, and even his neck was rosy.

He mumbled, "What are you... doing?"

Li Chen did not let go of that finger, but looked up at him.

There was a trace of inexplicable depression and imperceptible madness in the eyes.

Looking at this look, Fu Ling felt his throat a little itchy for some reason, he couldn't help moving his Adam's apple up and down, curled up his left hand on his side, and then spread it out.

Li Chen like this really makes people jealous.

However, this is not over yet.

Li Chen actually brushed the wound with the tip of his tongue, and the place where he didn't feel it before suddenly became numb.

Being swept over that place repeatedly by the tip of his tongue, Fu Ling felt that his whole body was hot.

He looked at Li Chen like this, his eyes darkened, and he just took a step forward and got close to his body.

Fu Ling stretched out his left hand, hugged him suddenly, and raised his head slightly.

"At any rate, I'm also... a man with a strong blood."

After speaking, he withdrew that hand, raised his head and blocked it with his lips.

This man teases him all the time.

When he wanted to hold his hand to see Bi Yuanqing, when he kissed him secretly at the gate of the city, including just now, the scars that could be healed by a spell, he chose this way.

Isn't this teasing?

He was just an ordinary man, too.

It would be strange if there was no response to such teasing from a happy person.

In the face of Fu Ling's proactive kiss, Li Chen didn't stop at all, turned his defense into an attack, pinched his waist from left to right, put his right palm behind his head, and completely stuck him to himself place, can't wait to merge into one.

The two kissed so ecstatically that everything around them seemed to be in the background.

Bi Zeyu, who waited in the stone house for a long time without seeing any movement, finally couldn't help but opened the door.

But the scene in front of him made his eyes widen.

The ancestor who worshiped wholeheartedly embraced a monk so deeply that he couldn't part with him...

He must have been possessed by demon energy, otherwise how could such hallucinations appear.

The author has something to say: Thank you for your support, okay!

Bi Zeyu: The door is opened in the wrong way.

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