My Taoist Companion Thumb Demon

The Witch King's prayers at the border of the desert have not yet ended. After setting up camp from this oasis, they rushed to the next spiritual eye without stopping.

The sky is full of yellow sand, blowing so hard that people can't open their eyes, and the harsh wilderness makes people who pass by sigh.

"It used to be a prosperous city there." Qin Linfeng pointed in front of him, and said to Su Qingyun beside him.

Su Qingyun protected his body with mysterious spirit energy, blocked the yellow sand, held the reins in his hand, and let the bay red horse move forward at a constant speed. Looking in the direction pointed by the witch king, he vaguely saw a deserted city.

"Where is it?" he asked in surprise.

"An ancient city that is about to be weathered." Jun Xuanmo sat cross-legged on his head and said.

Huo Qi, who was riding with Lei Xin, sighed: "That is Wanxi City. It was still inhabited 80 years ago, and I have been here before."

"Why is it desolate so quickly?" Su Qingyun was puzzled.Although he knew that the barbarian invasion would make the local environment worse, but if there were people living there, there must be sorcerers stationed there. How could the barbarians easily succeed?

Tong Linfeng stroked the black ribbons around his eyes lightly with his fingers, and said: "80 years ago, the barbarians invaded Wanxi City, and the Tianwu who defended the city were weak and weak. ..."

His voice lowered, and he mumbled the word "fallen".

"I see." Su Qingyun sighed. "That day, Wu Shi was a lonely hero, so full of tears and songs!"

"Isn't it?" Huo Qi said, "After Xu Jun arrived, no one survived in the whole city, and the body of Tian Wu was even missing."

"Could it be swallowed by the barbarians?" Su Qingyun asked.

When Hodge wanted to say something again, Lei Xin knocked him on the head. He suffered from the pain and shut up obediently.

Li Linfeng laughed at himself and said: "The barbarians have a special liking for us witch cultivators. In addition to devouring the soul, they also like to manipulate the corpse."

"Is this the only way of cultivation for the barbarians?" Su Qingyun was puzzled.

"This is one of them." Tong Lin Feng said, "The barbarians who do not rely on devouring to practice are very small, and the speed of cultivation is slow, and they cannot reach the state of bone sacrifice for thousands of years. Therefore, most barbarians choose to devour witches. The purpose of raising the realm."

During the conversation, a group of people arrived at Wanxi City, where the walls and ruins were in danger, and the strong wind blew through, blowing up the sky with flying sand.

Everyone got off their horses and walked silently in the dilapidated city. The half-buried skeletons under the loess showed boundless desolation and loneliness. We can still see the tragic and desperate war 80 years ago.

Helian Dan walked beside Su Qingyun, his magic consciousness spread around, and after a while, he said, "No one has been here in 80 years."

The implication is that the Witch King and his party are here for the first time, full of strangeness.Since the Witch King prayed everywhere and turned the wilderness into an oasis, why did he ignore this city for 80 years?Those skeletons scattered in the city remained intact, maintaining their appearance before death.

Su Qingyun couldn't help looking at the back of Qin Linfeng. After entering the abandoned city, he looked extremely depressed. Lei Xin and Huo Qi protected him from left to right, as if they were terrified that something would happen to him.

However, the cultivation base of the witch king is much higher than that of the sorcerers, so why should they be so cautious?

A group of people came to the center of the city, where there was a circular altar, which was the only relatively complete building.

Suddenly Lin Feng's hands trembled, the bell rang, and he sang a misty and ethereal song. With a flick of the ribbon in his hand, he flew to the altar like a light feather, and the twelve sorcerers clattered out their waistbands. Swords, surrounded the altar, and set up formations.

The three of Su Qingyun stood far away, looking at the Witch King who was praying on the altar.

"It's a song for worshiping the spirit." Jun Xuanmo said.

"Sacrifice to the spirit?" Su Qingyun was startled.Worshiping the spirit is offering sacrifices to the souls of the dead, so the Witch King came here to sing the song of offering sacrifices to the spirit, could it be to save the souls of the city?

Why did it take 80 years to come to worship the spirit?

"Since the Witch King is the king of the land, why didn't he show up in the battle 80 years ago? With the power of the Witch King, it is not surprising that he can travel thousands of miles a day." Helian Dan said.The Witch King and the Demon King have the same level of realm. He can leap across the space through formations, and the Witch King must also be able to.

"He only has the cultivation of the early stage of the Witch King." Jun Xuanmo said.

"Brother, what do you mean... 80 years ago, he wasn't the Witch King?" Su Qingyun guessed.

"If that's the case, then it makes sense." Helian Dan looked at the white-robed witch cultivator on the altar, his singing voice was full of sadness, and he choked up several times. When the song for offering sacrifices to the spirit was halfway through, the lifeless deserted city suddenly There is movement.

"Ding Lingling—Ding Lingling—" The rhythmic sound of bells echoed in the empty city, and the undead who had been sleeping for 80 years gradually woke up. They chased the bells and flew towards the altar.

"Junior brother, be careful." Jun Xuanmo reminded.Although these undead have no attack power, they are covered with bad luck.

Helian Dan had already unfolded the Phantom Bone and Phantom Scale Fan. Once an undead approached, he would lightly fan the undead and send the undead to the altar.

Jun Xuanmo, who was sitting on top of Su Qingyun's head, couldn't help squinting at Helian Dan.

The majestic devil king, when he was a servant, he did his duty.

Helian Dan didn't change his face, and the critical gaze of the little demon king couldn't change his heart of protecting the lord.In the past, he was so arrogant that he would never be willing to be a subordinate no matter what, he would rather be a broken jade than a whole. Those who dared to make up his mind were either dead or on the road to death.However, for some reason, he was willing to become Su Qingyun's slave, which is unimaginable.

After Lin Feng sang the song of sacrificing spirits, all the undead in the deserted city were finally saved.He slowly fell from the air and stood on the altar, his body was a little shaky due to the excessive consumption of strength.

Lei Xin stepped forward worriedly and supported him. "Your Highness, can you take a break?"

Tan Linfeng shook his head, took his time, and pushed Lei Xin away. "I've waited 80 years just for this day, don't you stop me."

Lei Xin frowned, but said nothing, clenched his fists, and returned to his original position.

Tang Linfeng took a deep breath, and took out a magic weapon from the storage bag. The magic weapon was like a mirror. He threw it into the air, and the magic weapon was suspended above the altar, spinning and emitting dazzling light.

"Ding Lingling—"

Li Linfeng danced a blessing dance.

This time, he was bringing blessings to Wanxi City.

Su Qingyun's eyes lit up, but he saw that with the altar as the center, the rich aura spread overwhelmingly, and the whole city seemed to be revived, with dead trees rejuvenated and vegetation overgrown.Twelve sorcerers raised their sharp knives and shouted in unison. A formation glowing with green light appeared, lifted into the air, circled the mirror of the magic weapon, and then shot it out. The whole area was instantly full of vitality.

"Witch cultivators really deserve their reputation." Jun Xuanmo said.

"Senior brother, have you dealt with witch cultivators before?" Su Qingyun asked curiously.

Jun Xuanmo said: "The Haotian Realm is the head of all realms. Ascended people from all walks of life will gather in the Haotian Realm. Although witch cultivators are rare, there are also outstanding ones."

"Where is Haotian Realm?" Helian Dan put away his fan and asked with lowered eyebrows.The longer you get along with them, the more mysterious they become.When he was in the world of demon cultivators, he only thought that they were demon cultivators, possessing secret treasures, and were hunted down by Ji Fengya, but this morning in the felt bag of the witch king, he was greatly puzzled by a few words.

The reason why Mr. Su practiced Taoism was to find his brother?

Where did he come from, what profound skills did he cultivate, and why in just over a month, his realm was comparable to that of a heavenly demon?Furthermore, Jun Xuanmo, who is in the realm of the demon king, and Su Qingyun, who has just entered the way of cultivation, are so different, why are they called brothers and sisters?

Su Qingyun looked at Helian Dan, and said: "Now that you are with us, it is time to make it clear to you."

Helian Dan clasped his fists. "Please tell me, my lord."

Su Qingyun said: "Brother is from the Haotian Realm, and for some reason, he was sealed in the Demon Cultivator Realm by the gods of all realms. Yes, it is Xi Zhaoya. And I, who was once a mortal, came from another realm. Under the circumstances, he fell from the cliff and came to the Demon Cultivation Realm."

He briefly mentioned how he discovered Jun Xuanmo, how he pulled out his sword, and how he avoided Ji Fengya. Of course, some important details were hidden.

"Therefore, I made an agreement with my senior brother that after I find my elder brother, we will go to Haotian Realm together to seek justice for him." Seeing Helian Dan's face full of thought, Su Qingyun said in a deep voice, "This may be a road of no return. If you don't want to follow, I won't blame you, after all, everyone has his own ambitions, and each has his own destiny."

Heliandan looked at Su Qingyun and the little demon above his head, and was silent for a moment. When Su Qingyun thought he was going to refuse, he suddenly picked up a strand of Su Qingyun's hair, put it on his lips and kissed it gently, There was a fiery light in his eyes.

"Of course I will always follow my master." His voice was magnetic and full of charm.

Su Qingyun was stunned, not knowing how to react for a while, Jun Xuan Mo Rui narrowed his eyes, jumped up suddenly, kicked Helian Dan on the forehead, and kicked him more than ten meters away.

"Bitch, you are so audacious, how dare you belittle the person you belong to!" The Demon Ancestor Realm pressed down on Helian Dan, and immediately pressed him to the ground.

Helian Dan's smooth forehead was swollen, facing the terrifying aura of the little devil, he looked up, not to be outdone.

Jun Xuanmo was so annoyed that his cheeks bulged, and the pony's tail was about to stand on end.

Su Qingyun took a long while before he came back to his senses, stretched out his hand to pinch Jun Xuanmo, put it on his shoulder, and said gently: "Senior brother, don't be so angry, presumably Mr. Helian didn't mean it."

Jun Xuanmo snorted coldly. "If he had done it intentionally, he would have died long ago without a place to bury him."

"Brother, is there anything unique about the slave seal?" Su Qingyun asked.Every time Helian Dan expressed his loyalty, his attitude was a little strange.

Jun Xuanmo hugged a strand of Su Qingyun's hair and rubbed it vigorously to eliminate the smell left by Helian Dan.

"At that time, I just made a slave mark by chance, but I didn't expect it to be the highest-level slave mark. Your status and weight in his heart are no less than his Taoist companion." Jun Xuanmo said through gritted teeth.

"Huh? What?" Su Qingyun couldn't understand.Does it mean that in Helian Dan's heart, he is as important as his Taoist companion?

Helian Dan got up from the ground, brushed off the dust on the robe, and approached slowly. "When the slave seal takes effect, you are the master of my life, I will live and die for you, without complaint or regret."

"In addition to this, he will also become possessive of you, and you are not allowed to accept other servants." Jun Xuanmo snorted.

"...Brother, it's better to get rid of this slave seal." Su Qingyun said.Such a slave mark is too extreme and makes the other party lose their self and dignity.

"It's up to him to ask if he wants to." Jun Xuanmo said.

Su Qingyun looked at Helian Dan, who shook his head firmly. "I am willing to be Master Su's servant."

"If he doesn't want to, then it's hard to understand." Jun Xuanmo said.

Su Qingyun sighed, no longer entangled with this problem, looked at the altar, and when Lin Feng's blessing dance was coming to an end, when he landed, his body leaned and fell to the ground, Lei Xin had expected it, and reached out to hug him .

The formation in the air disappeared, and the magic weapon of the mirror floated down in Lei Xin's hand.

The spring scenery all over the city has washed away the desolation and lifelessness of the past, and Wanxi City has been revived.

With Jun Xuanmo on Su Qingyun's head, he and Helian Dan approached the altar, and seeing the relieved Witch King in Lei Xin's arms, he knew that the purpose of the Witch King's trip had finally been achieved.