After the demon king failed to beg for death

Fu Ling still sat on Li Chen's body, his fingers still hooked his chin, his expression was very natural.

He turned his face and asked, "Who is fighting with whom?"

Seeing Fu Ling's unmoving appearance, the little disciple was in a daze for a moment, feeling as if he was too ignorant, or made a fuss.

But this was really too shocking, he didn't dare to look over there again, so Lu Dan could only fight, the suzerain asked me to invite you over. "

Only then did Li Chen sit up, put his arm around Fu Ling's waist, and let him go down.

"You go, I'll come."

The little disciple felt relieved: "Okay, I... I will go down first."

After speaking, he turned around and ran, not forgetting to close the door.

Fu Ling rubbed his head: "It's all your fault, otherwise I wouldn't have heard the footsteps."

Beauty mistake.

Li Chen didn't refute, and straightened his clothes: "Well, blame me, let's go."

Although he knew that the relationship between the two of them would be broken sooner or later, but in this situation, it was really embarrassing, and thanks to his thick skin, he would have lost his composure just now.

Fu Ling and Li Chen came to the first floor together. The little disciple had disappeared, and he might still be hiding in a corner digesting the scene he just saw.

On the deck, Bi Zeyu was furious, locked aside by a fairy lock, and his body was still struggling.

"Let go of me, let go of me."

At the same time, the disciple named Lu Dan was also tied up.

Fu Ling walked side by side with Li Chen. Today he is wearing a moon-white robe with a belt buckled around his waist, which is very different from the previous cassock.

When they boarded the boat, they left in such a hurry that everyone didn't pay attention.

Seeing it at this moment, I couldn't help but take a second look.

Li Chen walked up to Bi Zeyu, without asking why, he reached out and took the bundle of fairy locks, and threw them aside.

"Go ahead."

There was still anger in Bi Zeyu's eyes, and he said angrily: "I just said a few words of justice. This person doesn't know the reason, but he hits him when he comes up, and if he doesn't fight back, is he waiting to be beaten?"

Lu Dan was also obviously an impulsive guy, when he heard him say that, he roared: "You are clearly speaking for the Demon Cult, the big devil Li Chen is a murderous executioner, maybe you are an undercover agent sent by the Demon Cult. "

After he finished speaking, he was slapped in the face, and the one who hit him was none other than Xiao Yunyi.

Xiao Yunyi put his hands behind his back and looked straight at Lu Dan: "It's fine if you're not as skilled as someone else, and you won't be afraid of being laughed at if you say something without evidence."

Lu Dan lowered his head after being slapped, and then trembled all over his body. He was obviously dissatisfied with this way of handling, but he dared not speak out under Xiao Yunyi's interference.

After Xiao Yunyi finished beating Lu Dan, he turned to Li Chen and said, "I'm still young, I don't know what to say, please don't take it to heart."

Li Chen just glanced at him, then looked away, looked forward, did not answer this sentence, but suddenly said: "We are almost there."

Everyone was taken aback, then looked overboard.

The big ship flew in the air for a day, from Furong Pavilion to Xishan, and it was almost there.

The petty fight between the two juniors was instantly forgotten by everyone, and the matter of the Deep Valley was the top priority.

Therefore, everyone never noticed that Lu Dan, who was still tied up, had a stern look in his eyes.

The big ship landed outside the small town at the foot of Xishan Mountain.

As the source of this demonic energy, the Nether Valley, the small town at the foot of the West Mountain must be the first place to be infected.

It's just that when the demonic corpses erupted, no one had thought of this place, so they didn't realize that this Xishan was the source of the demonic energy.

It is not an exaggeration to describe the surrounding area of ​​Xishan as purgatory. As the sect guarding Xishan, Tianhuo Pavilion did nothing, and even allowed the development of the demon corpse.

There are almost dead bodies everywhere, the stench is so bad, and there is no one to deal with the aftermath.

Seeing the scene in front of them, everyone fell silent.

Apart from those who died, there are still many demon corpses wandering outside.

Just because the place is small and the population is small, it is relatively easy to deal with.

All sects sent disciples to get rid of the demons, and all the corpses were collected, piled up outside the town, and Li Chen burned them all with samadhi real fire.

This busy work lasted all night, and by the time the town was cleaned up, the sun had already hung in the sky.

Everyone worked hard all night, but no one dared to stay alone in the town, so everyone went back to the boat in Furong Pavilion to rest.

The people who came to Xishan this time were all the elites of various sects, and the worst ones were the disciples of the foundation period, so after a short rest, everyone recovered their strength and prepared to go to the town to station and use this place as a new stronghold.

Fu Ling felt tired watching these people act.

"If you make such trouble, you still have to have a stronghold. If this continues, the seal will be broken sooner or later."

Li Chen: "They are not in a hurry, why are you in a hurry?"

Fu Ling is really worried about that seal, if the seal is really broken, let those things from the Demon Realm come out.

This world will no longer be a human world, it will become an unimaginable hell.

Everyone gathered together again, led by Xiao Yunyi, and everyone went to Nether Valley to inquire about the situation.

When it came to going to the Underworld Valley, everyone was a little timid, but because of the large number of people, and felt that no matter how terrifying the Underworld Valley was, it would not be able to defeat so many masters of the sect, so they agreed to the proposal.

It's just that not everyone goes there, and if something happens, there will be someone to take care of it.

In the end, it was decided that Xiao Yiyun would take the people from the Glazed Light Sect, Sky Spider Clan, and Xingyue Sect to investigate the situation first, while Li Chen and Fu Ling would wait in the small town for the situation at any time.

A group of people all gathered in a deserted room.

The original owner of this room should be a rich man, the mansion is quite big, and every sect has a place to rest temporarily.

The representatives of the remaining sects gathered around the hall to wait for the situation.

"Do you think that the Nether Valley is really the same as what Fu Ling said, so terrifying? Since I was born, I have never heard of anything about the Demon Realm except for the Demon Corpse incident!"

"Who knows, he is the only one who dares to break into the valley of the deep abyss, or why don't you go down and see for yourself?"

I definitely dare not go down to see it alone. If I really encounter something in the Demon Realm, this is not a joke.

Fu Ling was also bored waiting, but suddenly remembered something. He took Li Chen's arm, walked out the hall door, and returned to the small courtyard where they rested.

After the two left, someone finally couldn't help it, and sneered: "The monk is not like a monk. He hangs shoulders with Patriarch Youming all day long. I don't know where he came from."

"You don't look like a monk at all when you talk and do things. Who knows?"

"It's none of your business to do with other people. Why don't you take care of yourself and think about how to solve the problem in front of you!"

The person who said this was a woman, and she couldn't get used to these people's tricks in front of their faces and behind their backs.

Among the top ten sects, there is a sect that only accepts women, unless necessary, they will never interfere with the affairs of other sects.

It stands to reason that in this world, it is difficult for women, and it is even more difficult to become famous in the sect, but this sect has not only achieved it, but also has a high right to speak.

It's not next to it, it's the second-ranked Jingyin Pavilion, which surpasses Xuantianzong in strength.

Although the owner of the Jingyin Pavilion is a woman, she is a master of the distraction stage, and ordinary people dare not offend easily.

The person who spoke was Chu Lingtong, Jingyin Pavilion's deputy. He was petite and lovely, but his personality was quite fiery, and his words were even more ruthless.

Chu Lingtong has never expressed much opinion from the beginning, and rarely speaks. No matter what decision is made, he always maintains a neutral state.

She didn't mean to speak for these two, but these so-called orthodox sects were much more capable of gossip than cultivation, and she really couldn't stand it.

It's ridiculous to expect others to help, but also to point and make irresponsible remarks behind his back.

The hall fell silent, everyone looked at me and I looked at you, but they stopped talking.

The two people who left the hall didn't care what these people said at all.

Back at the place where he lived, Fu Ling sat cross-legged on the bed.

"Do you still remember the curse I cast on those young disciples when I went to Tianhuo Pavilion? Now that all the sects have been stationed at the foot of the Western Mountain, I don't believe that Tian Saran has not moved, and the seal of Nether Valley Valley has been loosened so quickly. It must have something to do with this guy, let me check."

Li Chen frowned: "What if it is discovered?"

Fu Ling waved his hand: "This is a small technique. Even if I am discovered, I can get out in time, so don't worry."

Then he closed his eyes.

Li Chen directly moved a chair and sat opposite him, protecting the law for him.

After Fu Ling closed his eyes, he used the Dementia Curse left behind to find the person he cursed again.

It's just that after trying several times in succession, it didn't work.

Fu Ling frowned slightly. Unless he lifted the Dementia Curse himself, it would always exist in these people's bodies.

There will be no abnormalities on weekdays, and it is even more difficult to detect, how can it be useless.

Unless...these people are all dead.

But it doesn't mean that none of them are alive.

Unwilling to give up, Fu Ling ran the spell again.

This time it was successful, but when he opened his eyes, the scene in front of him really took him by surprise.

It was in a dark and damp dungeon.

Once the Immortal Charm was activated, he would take over the man's eyes, see what he saw, and feel what he felt.

At least for a while, Fu Ling felt hungry, thirsty, and weak.

Did this disciple make a big mistake?locked in a dungeon.

Fu Ling turned his head, and besides him, there were actually many people imprisoned in this dungeon.

These people were all the same as him, staring blankly at the cage, as if they didn't care about life or death.

Maybe it's not that they don't care about life and death, but that life and death are no longer under their control.

This is really a strange thing. Tianhuo Pavilion should be short of manpower right now. After all, it has become the target of public criticism. How could there be so many disciples locked up here?

Fu Ling wanted to stand up, but this body hadn't eaten for a long time, and there was no bigu, so he couldn't use any strength in his whole body. If it went on like this, it might not be long before he was going to see the King of Hades.

"Save your energy, don't struggle."

The person sitting next to him suddenly made a sound.

Fu Ling turned his head and saw a dirty face.

"I don't know how my parents are now. I was unfilial. I didn't listen to the advice of the elders and insisted on entering this fairy gate. Now that I have come to this point, I really reaped the consequences of myself. I only hope that the sky will hang down and bless the elders." safe and sound."

The person sitting next to him was full of remorse and spoke weakly, but he had obviously given up his resistance.

Fu Ling's eyes moved slightly, and he sighed: "Nowadays, there are demon corpses everywhere outside, and it is too difficult for ordinary people to survive."

After he finished speaking, the people around him began to cover their faces and cry bitterly.

"It's my fault. One wrong step, one wrong step. If I had known this, I would never have stepped into this Heavenly Fire Pavilion anyway."

There was an air of despair in the prison.

Fu Ling tentatively asked: "Why don't we escape, escape together?"

Someone sneered: "How to escape, all the food is added with medicine, you either eat or starve to death, how to escape, haven't you tried all the methods? If we can't escape, soon we will all become those unconscious, only A puppet who knows how to kill."

Fu Ling continued his efforts: "Are you just at the mercy of others?"

"The previous brothers left and never came back. Now there are demon corpses everywhere outside. Tian Saran couldn't find anyone to do experiments, so he locked us low-level disciples as his test subjects. To become an obedient and powerful puppet, but so many people have already died, how can it be such an easy thing, and we have done it ourselves. If we knew that these things happened, we shouldn’t help the evildoers.”

I don't know who is confessing, only voices can be heard in the darkness, and the faces of these people cannot be seen clearly.

Fu Ling already knew what he was doing after avoiding the fire pavilion these days.

He suspected from the beginning that Tianhuo Pavilion's ability to squeeze into the top ten sects so quickly must have nothing to do with Mingyuan.

Now, his status is not guaranteed, and he has become the public enemy of all the sects. Today Saran thought of using this devilish energy to refine puppets to deal with them. This idea is really bold and dangerous.

Devil energy is not such an easy thing to control, what exactly gave him such courage, and he even dreamed of making a deal with something from the devil realm.

Fu Ling really thinks this person is a talent.

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of footsteps.

There was a commotion in the cage, so people retreated to the corner one after another.

Although they have lost the desire to live, but when that moment really comes, everyone will be afraid.

Fu Ling was the only one who sat still, so he was also the first to suffer.

"It's up to you, let's go."

The person who took him away was strong and strong, and lifted him up with just one hand.

Everyone was afraid, but Fu Ling asked, "Aren't you afraid that today's us will be tomorrow's you?"

The person who took him away paused slightly, hesitating for a moment.

Fu Ling raised the corners of his lips: "We are only disciples with the lowest cultivation level, even if we are made into puppets, we may not be very powerful, but you are different, if someone with a higher cultivation level comes, I am afraid it will be even more powerful Bar!"

The man just paused for a moment, but without saying anything, he carried Fu Ling and went out.

During this journey, he never spoke again, he guessed something.

Maybe these people didn't want to resist, but were controlled, so they had to obey Tian Saran's instructions.

Fu Ling was silent all the way until he was brought into a dark room.

But as soon as he approached this room, overwhelming demonic energy came towards him, followed by Tian Saran's distraught voice.

"Didn't you say that it will be successful soon? I have already contributed so many disciples. If it is not successful, those righteous people should attack in."

"What's the hurry? It's so easy to train a magician. You have to know that a magician is equivalent to a master in the distraction period. Can't you wait for this effort?"

The other voice sounded very strange. This voice sounded extremely rough, and it didn't sound like a normal person's voice at all.

During this conversation, Fu Ling was brought in.

What catches the eye is a huge round stone plate placed in the middle of the room, with a strange formation drawn around the plate, surrounded by bloodstains, it seems that many people died on it.

Standing beside Tian Saran was a man in a black robe, his face was covered so that he couldn't see his original appearance.

Tian Saran waved his hand, motioning to bring him up.

Fu Ling let him drag him forward, but when he approached, he suddenly said: "You are such an idiot, this is not a magic formation at all, but a way to send fresh blood to the magic realm. If this continues, the seal of the Demon Realm at the bottom of the Abyss Valley will be broken, and when the time comes, who do you think will suffer first?"

Tian Saran looked at Fu Ling suddenly, met those eyes, he squinted his eyes, and asked in a deep voice: "Who are you?"