After being reincarnated, he was targeted by a black-bellied junior brother

"Tsk!"

Night Crow squeezed his eyes in pain.

"I see where you are going." Lan Tianao grabbed Ye Ya's hair with one hand, took out the fairy rope with the other hand and tied Ye Ya's five flowers, and carried it on his shoulder

head.

"What do you want...to do?"

Night Crow was seriously injured and was so weak that he might faint at any time.

He thought he would be killed by Lan Tianao, but it seemed that Lan Tianao planned to take him back.

"Don't worry, I won't kill you now..." Lan Tianao had a smug smile on his face, "I'm going to take you back to the Lancao Hall to torture you

Torture until you reveal the whereabouts of the Demon Lord and the conspiracy of your Demon Race! "

The whereabouts of the Demon Lord...and the conspiracy of the Demon Race?

Although Ye Ya was not conscious enough, he still heard Lan Tianao's words.

These words only made him feel funny.

Human beings have always been like this, thousands of years ago, and it is still like this now.

As long as it is a creature different from itself, as long as its power is above itself, it will be regarded as an enemy.

In Night Crow's impression, their Demon Race has never had any conspiracy.

They just want to survive on this continent.

If they say that the demons will harm people, wouldn't it be the same for humans?

Humans can kill, and demons can kill, but humans regard demons as a scourge that must be eliminated.

Thousands of years ago in the war between immortals and demons, human immortal cultivators led by immortal emperors severely injured the demons. After a thousand years of dormancy, the demons finally ushered in the moment when their demon master unsealed them. Couldn't they take revenge?

Does their revenge mean they have a conspiracy?

Night Crow doesn't understand.

The whole person couldn't move at all, not only was he seriously injured but also tied up with an immortal rope, Ye Ya couldn't help thinking before he fell into a coma, after being arrested this time, he might never be able to see his master again in this life.

The heart of Ghost Ridge.

Bai Zhen, Lan Hao, and Jin Tan came to the strangely shaped boulder.

All three of them felt a strange power from the depths of this big rock. The sect masters are fine, but the disciples who follow them are dead or wounded.

"Is there really the treasure of the Immortal Emperor here?" Bai Zhen couldn't help asking.

"If there is, it's probably under this big rock, right?" Lan Hao stretched out his hand towards the strangely shaped big rock in front of him.

"Don't touch it." Bai Zhen subconsciously stopped Lan Hao.

In fact, he didn't know what this stone meant, but his intuition told him that this stone was not a good thing.

"It's all here." Jin Tan took a step forward, "We lost so many disciples in order to find the treasure of the Immortal Emperor, and now we finally have some clues, so we can't just let it go."

When Jin Tan said these words, Duan Qing cast her eyes on him.

Along the way, Jin Tan has been following him and Baili Wuming, but after Bai Zhen and Lan Hao appeared, Jin Tan stopped following him and pretended to have just arrived. This shows that Jin Tan followed them for a reason. Because of my own selfishness, it has nothing to do with the four sects of the Xian family.

"Then what do you think we should do now?" Lan Hao turned to ask Bai Zhen and Jin Tan.

Just as Bai Zhen shook his head, Jin Tan raised his hand and gave it a slap.

A palm that gathered spiritual power hit the huge rock in front of him hard, smashing the rock to pieces with a cracking sound.

In an instant, the sound of evil ghosts crying and laughing resounded throughout the Ghost Ridge, and the blood sprayed from the inside of the big rock also dyed the fog permeating the Ghost Ridge into blood red.

"not good!"

Although it is not clear what exactly happened, Bai Zhen's intuition told Bai Zhen that something would happen to all of them after the stone was broken.

"This is……"

Baili Wuming's eyes widened suddenly, and he pressed his forehead hard, "This is...the Curse Necromancer Array."

Hearing the last five words, Bai Zhen, Lan Hao, and Jin Tan all changed their expressions.

Duan Qing's long eyelashes trembled slightly, trying to hide her surprise as much as possible.

The Resentful Curse Necromancer Formation is a long-lost evil forbidden technique, which can only be used by those who practice the magic way. This formation uses the spirit and soul of all living beings around the formation as bait, creating and deepening evil thoughts, trapping The existence of a large number of undead strengthened the resentment of this formation.

This formation can press a runestone at the eye of the formation to temporarily control the formation within a certain range, preventing the resentment from spreading too much. All the creatures in this formation will eventually become the food of this formation.

Baili Wuming didn't understand why he knew about the Resentful Curse Necromancer Array.

But he just knew.

Bai Zhen and the others also knew about the Resentful Curse Necromancer Formation, but they had only heard about it. They had never seen it with their own eyes, and had personally experienced this evil forbidden technique, so they had no way of judging it.

But right now, regardless of whether this formation is the cursed necromancer array Baili Wuming said, in short, after the stone was broken, a lot of Yin Qi, evil spirits, ghosts, and resentment rushed out. Except for the three masters, the other disciples It has already begun to suffer from it.

"Second Young Master! Second Young Master, what's wrong with you?!"

Lan Yusheng fell to the ground with a plop and was picked up by Lu Feng.

"Master Master..."

Lu Feng hugged Lan Yusheng and came to Bai Zhen's side, Bai Zhen was also flustered at this time.

"Everyone leave Ghost Ridge quickly!"

Bai Zhen, Lan Hao, and Jin Tan shouted loudly, but it was too late.

Some of the disciples beside them fell into a coma like Lan Yusheng, and some went crazy, as if they saw something they shouldn't see, or they were trapped by their own demons. Only a very few The disciples also know how to take out magical weapons and spiritual weapons to fight against demons and monsters.

But in the magic circle, the power of evil spirits is infinitely magnified, even the three masters, Bai Zhen, Lan Hao, and Jin Tan, can't do anything.

Lu Feng picked up the unconscious Lan Yusheng and ran away, Duan Qing also grabbed Baili Wuming.

Baili Wuming at this time, the situation is not quite right.

He stared blankly with his big black eyes, wondering where he was going.

"Brother, what's wrong with you, brother?"

Duan Qing's hurried voice called Baili Wuming's attention.

"I……"

"Let's go! If you don't go, it will be too late."

Duan Qing held Baili Wuming's hand tightly, the temperature in the palm of the hand warmed Baili Wuming's heart in an instant.

"……okay."

Baili Wuming hesitated a little, but ran after Duan Qing.

Behind them, there are countless wraiths and zombies, as well as blood-stained skulls and hair strands spreading across a large area.

But Baili Wuming was beyond his own expectations, and he didn't feel scared.

He is obviously afraid of ghosts.

Just now, at the moment when he realized that the Resentful Curse Necromancer Formation was set up in Guimei Ridge, a spell appeared in Baili Wuming's mind.

The mantra is different from what he learned in Hefengmen, nor is it the spells of other sects.

But his intuition told him that such a spell could break the curse necromancer circle.

"Why exactly?"

Baili Wuming felt like he was possessed by an evil spirit, knowing too many things that he shouldn't know.

"careful!"

A headless ghost suddenly pounced on Duan Qing, Baili Wuming pulled Duan Qing behind him with force, and temporarily blocked the headless ghost's movements with three spells.

"Brother, I am a little bit higher than your cultivation level!"

Being protected by Baili Wuming, Duan Qing smiled slightly.

"Even if your cultivation base is higher than mine, you are injured."

"... That's right." The corner of Duan Qing's mouth twitched ヾ(′?｀.ヾ), her smile became awkward.

If Baili Wuming hadn't mentioned it, he would have almost forgotten that he was slapped by Ye Ya.

Although Baili Wuming had a stern face and didn't seem to care much about him, Duan Qing knew that Baili Wuming cared about him.

That's right...

Duan Qing narrowed her purple pupils slightly.

It was precisely because Baili Wuming cared about him that Ye Ya's palm was meaningful.

Looking at the figure of Baili Wuming fighting against demons and ghosts in order to protect him, Duan Qing curled up a strand of hair on her ear with her index finger with great interest.

At this moment when the disciples of the Xian family were trapped in Guimei Ridge, a group of casual cultivators walked in mightily from the house of Su Qian, the lord of Suluo City.

Several of them carried a huge iron cage.

"City Master Su, we have completed the mission, the money that should be given..."

The casual cultivator in the lead stretched out his hand towards Su Qian.

Su Qian turned his head and glanced at the things locked in the cage, and stroked his mustache with a smile, "Don't worry, I, Su, will never break my promise."

As he spoke, he asked his housekeeper to fetch 500 taels of gold. When the casual cultivators saw so much gold, their eyes lit up immediately.

At this moment, Su Qian suddenly grabbed the leading loose cultivator by the neck.

"You, what are you doing... ah ah ah ah..."

The leading casual cultivator was sucked out of energy by Su Qian in the blink of an eye, turning into a mummy.

"It's the magic way!"

"You actually cultivate the way of magic!"

The other casual cultivators turned pale with fright, some wanted to run away, and some wanted to take out magic weapons and spiritual weapons to fight to the death.

however……

shhhhhh!

The crossbowmen who had been ambushing around for a long time fired their arrows at once, and the casual cultivators were all shot to death on the spot before they could resist.

"Hmph!" Su Qian sneered, turned to his butler and said, "Take the money away, as for these waste... throw them all in the

Go to Ghost Ridge. "

"The slave obeys."

After the butler withdrew, the smile on Su Qian's face became extremely evil, and he rubbed his hands and approached the iron cage he worked so hard to get—no, it was the person locked in the iron cage.

To be precise, the other party is not considered human, because he has a pair of animal ears and a beast tail.

"Finally...finally...finally succeeded!"

Su Qian yelled excitedly into the cage, which made the boy in the cage tremble with fright.

This boy was not tall, dressed in red, white and clean, his facial features looked childish, black hair and red pupils, a pair of furry red animal ears and a red animal tail with nine forks.

This boy is the youngest demon king of the demon clan, Huorong.

Huorong usually lives in the Monster Mountain Range, living his life like a wild crane, never asking about the worldly affairs, and the only human being who has come into contact with him is Bai Zhen.

However, just a few days ago, a large number of casual cultivators suddenly appeared in the Monster Beast Mountain Range. This group of people set fire to the mountain like bandits, killing many young and weak Monster Race.

Tinder was so angry that he jumped out to protest, but was arrested.

"That's right, it's you...you are the king of the demon clan, the only nine-tailed Firefox in the world today."

Su Qian opened the iron cage, grabbed Tinder's furry nine tails, and roughly dragged Tinder out of the cage.

"It hurts, it hurts..."

Huorong couldn't help crying out in pain.

Now he is covered with charms all over his body, and his hands are still tied with fairy ropes. Originally, his demon power was not strong enough, and now he has no strength to resist at all.

Su Qian just pulled Tinder's tail like this, and dragged Tinder into the depths of the basement hidden in his room.

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Huorong: Hey, hey... Where are you, uncle?