Everyone has chosen the demon clan, who would still practice seriously?

Ren Yi smiled at him, and the next moment, a translucent golden figure who looked almost exactly like Ren Yi walked out of his body.

The little man is only one-third the height of any body, but looks much more agile.

Wu Ya and his companions all widened their eyes, looking at the scene in front of them in shock.

Zi Wu even exclaimed: "The soul is leaving the body!"

This, this is a secret technique that can only be learned by cultivators at the tenth level, and Lord Demon King actually knows it!

Only Alan had a look of worry in her eyes, as this secret technique must be extremely exhausting for her.

The moment the little man left the body, the body seemed to lose all vitality and slowly fell backwards.

Baichuan Menghu stopped Ren Yi and picked her up sideways.

Fatty Jiujiu also landed on Renyi's belly, flapped his little wings, raised his head and said:

"Master, don't worry, Jiujiu will help you guard your body."

The little Yuanshen said to Ziwu: "You are good at driving the Yin spirits, come with me."

Zi Wu was just about to say that he didn't know how to leave his body, but the next moment, he saw Ren Yi hooking his finger at him.

Her soul, like Ren Yi's, floated out of her body.

But unlike Ren Yi, her soul is almost transparent. Only the upper body can maintain the human form, while the lower body has turned into a ball of smoke.

It is in stark contrast to the sturdy and flexible body.

Wu Ya looked at Zi Wu with horror in his eyes:

“Aunt, you’ve become even scarier!”

Zi Wu's mouth twitched: "You are a fool who has never seen the world."

He took Ziwu's hand and jumped out of the forbidden barrier with a light jump.

The two of them followed the dim road and floated out of the dark prison.

He made a random gesture of magic and made the two of them invisible.

Only then did he quickly catch up with She Xiao's back.

She Xiao didn't walk fast, even a little slowly.

His thin figure stepped on the snow, and it seemed that there was no sound at all.

Ziwu used magic power to transmit the message:

[Your Majesty, has he discovered us? Why is he walking so slowly? ]

The random little golden man shook his head and pointed around.

The long corridors crisscrossed each other, and the snow on the corridors fell to the ground.

It seemed that something was standing on the porch.

The next moment, two white shadows jumped down from the corridor and suddenly appeared in front of She Xiao.

They were on all fours, their pale skin looking as if they had just been pulled out of the water.

Zi Wu's face changed when he looked at these puppets sniffing around. Are these the things that Mingzhu raised?

She turned to look at Ren Yi, but found that there was no special expression on the king's face.

As if he had known it for a long time.

When She Xiao saw these puppets, the disgust on his face became even more obvious.

Those puppets were still sniffing around, getting closer and closer to She Xiao.

She Xiao kicked up and directly kicked away the one closest to him.

The other puppets looked at each other in horror and climbed up the pillars to the eaves.

This time, She Xiao finally quickened his pace. He walked through the corridor and went around to the top of the mountain behind.

This is a land ravaged by wind and snow, surrounded by cliffs and without any shelter.

The bright moonlight illuminated the place, but the ghostly shadows all around still made people feel uncomfortable.

The same wild beast howling sound they had heard outside the dungeon came again, and the source of the sound was underground in the open space ahead.

A woman in a white cloak stood in the middle of the snow, her golden eyes were cold and carried a hint of arrogance.

It's a pearl.

She Xiao threw a small transparent bottle to Mingzhu, "This is the Lingxi I received these two days."

Mingzhu caught it with one hand and shook the bottle.

"good."

She threw three fingernail-sized cone incense sticks back to She Xiao.

"This is the incense soul your master wants. One a day, no more and no less."

She Xiao tightly grasped those fragrant souls, raised his head and looked at Mingzhu coldly:

"Keep your dogs away from the Temple of the Gods, or I don't mind killing a few of them."

Mingzhu smiled and said, "My puppet is very loyal, much more reliable than a dog."

She Xiao's brows were cold: "Since you want the spiritual connection of those monks so much, why don't you just give the incense to them directly, instead of making us go through so much trouble to sell it to them."

Mingzhu sneered: "Human nature is to be cheap. If you give it to them, they will disdain it. If you set a lot of conditions, they will scramble to endure the hardship."

She Xiao frowned: "What you said has nothing to do with me. If you dare to touch my master, I will kill the bird you raised with my own hands!"

There was a hint of murderous intent in his eyes: "At worst, I will perish together with you. Don't forget, the soul of this bird is still in my master's body!"

Mingzhu's expression tightened, and her eyes became cold:

"Don't be impulsive, little brother. As long as you obey me, our deal can continue."

She Xiao snorted coldly, turned and left.

Ren Yi gestured to Zi Wu to follow She Xiao, while she would stay here.

Ziwu followed Shexiao and floated away, while the random little golden man jumped and ran to the vicinity of Mingzhu.

But before she got close, another terrifying roar came from the beast underground.

The snow on the ground was blown up again by the roar.