Among the five paranoid male protagonists, who do you want me to choose?

They were eager to join the battle as soon as they thawed. Lengquanyi adapted quite quickly and several of them huddled closely towards the tree trunk.

The ice on the ground broke apart and turned into powder bit by bit.

Even the centipedes below quietly crawled up and piled up densely around them, rustling and ready to rush up and bite them at any time.

Qingdai didn't take action because she wanted to capture them alive. With her current cultivation level of the early stage of Lianxu, everyone would die here.

"If Yu Zhao and Leng Quanyi can return to Southern Xinjiang with me, I can spare your lives. How about it?" she shouted.

The people behind the tree trunk were very busy and took her words lightly. How could they let her go? There was an 80% chance that as soon as the two of them walked over, they would be chopped to pieces without leaving any trace.

We are not stupid. The enemy's words are the least trustworthy. Instead of surrendering, it is better to give it a try and still have a chance of survival.

Leng Quanyi kicked away the centipede at his feet, then threw an explosive talisman over, with a loud bang.

A strong smell of blood suddenly awoke, scaring the centipede so much that it quickly retreated to avoid it. But when the smoke cleared, more centipedes gathered around, and the dense swarm was creepy.

The poisonous insects are not very effective against these crazy centipedes.

Before Qingdai could take action, they were about to be exhausted to death.

Yu Zhao felt the spiritual power surging in her dantian, and the melted golden elixir gradually condensed into a blank space. She suddenly vomited blood. Shen Yuzhuo and Song Yulan were not in good condition either.

When breaking through, they should choose a quiet place with abundant spiritual power to meditate. Now... while they are outputting spiritual power to resist the attack, their Nascent Soul is unable to condense. The worse situation is that their foundation is damaged and their Nascent Soul is shattered.

But I can't care about so many things now.

Everyone was extremely nervous.

His chest suddenly jumped, and Yu Zhao looked at his dantian in shock. He saw a trace of demonic energy spreading out from his heart, gradually gathering towards his dantian, and directly condensing the golden elixir that had turned into water into a Yuanying, which was bright white and translucent, as if with the color of crystal.

The girl exuded the aura of a Nascent Soul stage, and her spiritual energy surged like a lake.

Song Yulan, who was still working hard, was stunned for a second, "You... have reached the Nascent Soul stage?"

It's so fast.

Because they are still in the tower, which is a separate space, there is no tribulation thunder for the time being. But it will be different when they go out. The tribulation thunder will only be late, not absent.

Yu Zhao felt her body relax, but she was also a little confused. It seemed like some external force was helping her. That familiar demonic energy just now...

What did the little monster secretly put on her?

The Demon Ruins of the Demon World.

The hem of his clothes dragged on the obsidian stairs, and the figure that almost merged with the darkness trembled slightly. The azure eyes on the throne suddenly opened, and the originally relaxed body suddenly tensed up.

"Clownfish...has reached Nascent Soul?"

The downward-pressed eyelashes carry an ambiguous emotion.

Now is not the time.

Li Yuan narrowed his narrow eyes and waited for another three years. If she didn't come to see him, he would go and invite her in person.

"Your Majesty?" The demon beside him looked at him respectfully, ready to obey his orders. Normally, Your Majesty would rest at this time, but now he suddenly opened his eyes, so he must have something to order.

But he waited for more than ten seconds, and there was no further response from the empty palace.

"Ten Thousand Demons Cave, has anyone gone to that cave?" The young man asked as usual. He didn't know how many times he had asked, but he just couldn't control himself.

Looking at the monarch who looked like a concubine banished to the cold palace, the demon frowned and said loudly, "Yes."

Li Yuan stood up slowly, with a slight smile on his brow, but listened to him continue.

The demon said cautiously, "A wild demon pig ran in and chewed up the tables and chairs."

"Why don't you stop him?" Li Yuan gritted his teeth.

"Subordinate..." The horns on the demon's head turned slightly red. The king only asked him to watch the cave, and did not say that others were not allowed to enter. Moreover, the person who entered was a pig, not a human.

He said with a sidelong glance, "I was knocked into the next cave, and it was too late to rush back."

You can't blame him.

Li Yuan glanced at the palace entrance and said coldly, "Drag him away."

He didn't know how many attendants he had changed. He would just replace them if he didn't like them. If he didn't do it, there were plenty of other people who would do it.

The young man pursed his lips, his face pale and weak. He sat back on the throne, coughed, and forced down the sweet taste in his throat before saying, "Also... bring me the water mirror at the border."

Let's see if those guys have sent anyone again.

Soon, a demon entered the hall from outside. Black Wing knelt on one knee and reported, "Your Majesty, what should we do with the human cultivators in the water prison?"

"Same as always." Li Yuan didn't even raise his eyelids, supporting his chin with one hand, his long legs crossed, looking leisurely and relaxed.

He had seen it from a distance before, and it was a horrible sight. Thinking of the bloody skeleton, Black Wing couldn't help but shudder. He didn't know where the Lord had found this punishment.

First, the person is soaked in a water dungeon and allowed to eat the flesh with long-tailed maggots. Then the person's limbs are tied up and trapped on a wooden board. The limbs and eyeballs are gouged out one by one, and even the lower jaw is removed.

They have to be fed medicine every day to prevent them from dying, more than ten times a day, and they have to be tortured back and forth. Special people are also assigned to watch over them. They don't even have the qualifications to bite their tongues to commit suicide.

The other group was better off. They were just locked up in a dungeon, detained normally, and provided with good meals every day.

However, they claimed to be righteous people and would rather die than eat. Their storage bags and magic tools were taken away. Many monks were starving to the point of being staggering and becoming skin and bones, but they still refused to eat.

Only a few monks ate with relish, and they would often eat up all the food of the other stubborn monks, and would even go to the demons to ask for more food.

Black Wing left the palace and headed for the dungeon, passing the screaming and tied-up monks. Several demons beside him nodded slightly.

The lights in the dungeon were dim, and the monks in one cell presented two completely different appearances.

They sat opposite each other, one group collapsed on the ground, gasping for breath, and would die if one didn't pay attention, while the other group had rosy complexions and were very excited to see Black Wing, and some even took the initiative to greet him.

"Hey, buddy is here again?" The bearded young man stretched out his hand and waved, looking like a good brother.

If you have breasts, you are a mother.

Although they were captured, they were treated to delicious food and drinks. They ate and slept every day. It was much more fun than patrolling the border, and he felt very comfortable.

Black Wing frowned, "Human, don't try to get close to me."

"I hate your human race's playful and smiling appearance the most."

Ye Yuanshan waved his hand, "My appearance is better than those coffin-faced ones. I am so happy that you treat the prisoners well."

"I have an 80-year-old mother and an 18-year-old child. I don't want to die yet." He clung to the iron fence and squeezed out half of his face.

His son Ye Qingshan is still waiting for him to come home. He can't die yet, but he can't be locked up forever either, as it will easily cause problems.

Black Wing was startled by the distorted face and stood aside. He knocked on the iron fence with disgust and said, "If you know you are a prisoner, you must act like a prisoner."

Hearing this, Ye Yuanshan glanced at the chain beside him, skillfully pulled it over, and tied it around his neck, "Is this okay?"

Black Wing: “…”

"This is for your feet."

Ye Yuanshan smiled indifferently, "It's all the same. I don't mind smelly feet."