082 Magic Valley

Just as the flying smoke sword was about to insert into Jiang Shijie's head, a white bone magic wand suddenly flew from the side and accurately hit the tip of the flying smoke sword. With a click, the sword fell to the ground. The three skeletons at the top of the wand laughed strangely, drew a circle on the ground, flew back, passed through the invisible magic forbidden, and fell again. In the hands of Ye Jianling.

"Sword Spirit!" Except for Luo Qiqiang, he saw Ye Jianling standing at the door of the palace at the end of the gloomy corridor and said with surprise and joy, "Why are you here?"

Ye Jianling was very dissatisfied with his cold and indiscriminate killing. He said through the invisible magic ban, "I don't know why, so I came in confusedly."

Luo Qiqiang wanted to go there, but the group of Fengxian Ancestors broke the sky and the wall collapsed, so he had to stand still: "Is this magic weapon in this magic palace that you used just now?"

"Yes."

Although Ye Jianling only answered one word faintly, Luo Qiqiang's breath became uncontrollably heavy: "I heard that the magic weapon of the northern demon religion is best at demagoging people's minds and blinding people's wisdom. You must be careful, and there are likely to be other powerful magic arrays there. Don't wait there. Move, when we destroy the old Fengxian demon, we will come and save you.

Hearing what he said, Ye Jianling knew that he had suspected that he had cursed, so he stopped talking and asked the soul-grabbing stick in his hand, "How can I get out?"

The soul-grabbing staff said: "The magic prohibition at this door is very powerful. As long as there is a little fairy spirit approaching, it will stimulate them to fight back. Only those who practice the Three Classics of Heaven and Demons can enter and exit at will. There are three exits in this side hall. One is the one that connects the magic barrier maze outside, and the other leads to the main hall, where the two are sealed. The magic body of the demon master, but the prohibition is more powerful. With your strength, you can never enter. The last one is the one leading to the Devil's Valley.

"Magic Valley? Maybe go out?"

"Yes, it's also the maze outside. It's a little troublesome, but the master, you can pass the Buddha's curse, but you can easily pass it."

Ye Jianling looked out again and saw that Fengxian Laozu was getting more and more crazy. All the eight masters avoided backwards, and Luo Qiqiang was looking this way with full expectation.

Ye Jianling followed the path guided by the magic wand and walked into a passage from another portal: "What happened to the Magic Valley? Is it like here?"

The wand is afraid that he will praise the solemn curse again and shake the foundation of the magic palace. At this moment, he just wants to invite him out. He knows everything about his questions: "Our northern magic religion teaches with three magic scriptures, one of which records how to communicate with the heavenly demons on the top of the desire world. Please bless the lower world. Of. This demon valley is specially used to offer sacrifices to heaven and invite demons. I heard that during the war between immortals and demons, the Heavenly Demon Lord held a living sacrifice with 100 million creatures and invited 100,000 heavenly demons to say a word to the saints of Buddhism and Taoism. Later, the two little masters of the blood edict and blood barge had been trying to rebu the array of the immortals and specially built this demon valley, but it has not been completed yet. It was sealed by Master Ahan.

The two talked all the way to a huge stone door.

"Master, as long as you drip blood into the mouth of the copper toad and recite the spell I taught you, you can open the stone door."

"You won't lie to me again, will you?" Ye Jianling looked suspiciously at the stone gate in front of him.

The door is ten meters high and 20 meters wide, like the door of the giant's country. It is engraved with yin charms and connected like a mural totem. Ye Jianling glanced at it and felt fascinated and excited. He quickly turned his head and dared not look again.

The magic wand shouted: "I didn't know that the master was the reincarnation of a bodhisattva before, so I have a heart of aggression. Now that I have seen your magical power and compassion, how dare I be presumptuous! Besides, even if I have any bad intentions, it won't hurt you. What I just said is absolutely true. Please believe the disciple once.

"Well, if you're lying to me, I'm going to read the curse!"

"I dare not!" The wand quickly guaranteed and taught Ye Jianling a spell, telling him how to open the stone gate. "My name is the soul-grabbing spell, which was created by the old master. It's very powerful."

Ye Jianling walked to the front of the two copper toads at the door, still cut his middle finger with sword spirit, dripped six drops of blood into the growing mouth of the copper toad, and then waved his magic wand and recite the soul-grabbing spell. The eyes of the two copper toad began to glow with a dark red light, and the sound of urn gas came from his mouth, and wisps of blood fog spewed from it. When he came out, the magic charms gathered in the air were exactly the same as those on the stone gate, and finally they were connected and slowly printed into the yin text of the stone gate.

"Squeaky..." The stone door slammed and opened on both sides.

The so-called Magic Valley is just a huge cave, which is different from the neat palace outside. It is completely a cave that has just been excavated and has not been decorated. It is filled with dark red blood, and the bottom is still very thin. The higher it is, the thicker it is. By the top of the cave, it has been condensed into a blood cloud, and there is one in the center. A rockery, more than 20 meters high, the top is hidden in a blood cloud, and the specific situation cannot be seen.

"What's up there?" Ye Jianling asked curiously.

"It is the altar of praying for the lower world of heavenly demons. The prayer ceremony has not been carried out for thousands of years. Since the death of the two little masters, no one has been able to pray for the heavenly demons from the zenith of the desire world." The soul-grabbing stick said sadly. Suddenly, the tip of the stick turned around and pointed to the two trees under the mountain and shouted, "That's the magic mother tree, which is full of pregnant magic elixir. This elixir has only matured once in a hundred years. The blood clouds in this hole are all made by the evaporation of the elixir fruit."

Ye Jianling saw that there were no leaves on the tree. The blood-brown branches were thin and dry, which were enough to be cut down to chop wood. There were more than 20 thumb-sized red fruits on it: "What does the pregnant magic elixir do?"

"Pregnant magic elixir is the treasure of our northern demon religion. It can be taken by human beings, demons and gods. After sacrificing with secret methods, you can control his seven emotions and six desires. If he is angry, he will be angry. If he is happy, he will not be excited. If he makes him hate him, he will hate whom he will be greedy. He will be greedy for what he loves. Everything will be fine. At that time, there were more than 100 such demon mother trees in the back garden of the demon saint. Later, the saint fell and the demon mother tree was destroyed by the Xuanming Emperor. I don't know what secret method the two little masters used to cultivate two trees here.

When Ye Jianling heard that this pregnant magic elixir was so magical, it was also very strange: sooner or later, these two magic trees will be used by the successors of the magic religion to harm people. If it is destroyed, it would be a pity. Why don't I move to the Changsheng Palace?

He said and did it. He directly cut into the rock under the tree with the Huangquan sword and dug out the roots of the two trees. The tree was also psychic, swaying branches and leaves, charming. Ye Jianling knew that there were crises in the magic palace, secretly recited the curse, and did not dare to relax for a moment. The means did not work for him. He was sealed by magic, and then he opened the door of Long Life and returned to the palace with the magic tree.

Knowing that this magic tree was greedy and fierce, for fear that they would harm other fairy grass, he did not plant them with the green grass, but chose another place to plant them in the fairy bamboo array.

After planting the magic tree, he did not go back immediately, but entered the strict situation and inspected it. Seeing that everything was like the past, there was no movement on the side of the Heavenly Eye Ghost King. Looking at Ao Qingjiao, who is still closed in the West Palace, he is also a bitter hatred. First, his brother, who is dependent on him, was caught as a pet, and then he was caught here by Ye Jianling because he was greedy for the fairy mansion. He can only practice in the face of the empty palace every day.

Seeing that everything at home was intact, he went to the fairy well of the harem to replenish his mana.

The fixed situation was broken. He frequently consumed his magic power this half day, and the virtual elixir had been blurred. At this time, he reshaped and once again had the peak of the mana of the imperial Yuan Dynasty!

Pick up the soul-grabbing staff, returned to the magic palace through the Changsheng Gate, bypassed the rockery and passed through the magic valley. Sure enough, this place leads to the magic barrier maze. The magic forbidden arranged here is also quite powerful, but unlike the partial hall, the soul-grabbing staff knows how to crack it, and the two smoothly passed through and entered the maze.

The so-called magic barrier is an obstacle. It is not really prohibiting the way to block the road, but the roof floor and the various magic realms on the walls on both sides. Paul has seen all the attractive elements between heaven and earth. It is difficult for anyone to walk cleanly, and it is accessible, left and right, once people feel impatient. Anger, those relief pictures have become an angry demon realm, which is infinitely mysterious and unpreventable.

Fortunately, Ye Jianling will be cursed, not disturbed by the demon realm, and there is a guide to lead the soul-grabbing staff. Soon he came to the place where the ancestors of Fengxian fought. Because of the prohibition of the whole magic palace, only this is a gap that can be used to enter and exit. Otherwise, to find the real gate, not to mention the effort, Ye Jianling may not be able to open it. .

At this time, the ancestor of Fengxian was still fighting fiercely, but it had begun to decline. His whole body was wrapped in several strands of blood smoke, and his eyes could not see the situation around him. His eyes were full of flying night fork, Moro evil spirits, together with the images of ink fairy and blood corpse boys. He couldn't tell which one was real and which was fake. He kept talking loudly. Roar, swinging a knife and splitting wildly, the black knife twisted the magic butterfly flying all over the sky into pieces.

Lingquan releases yin and yang. The wheel, flying up and down, the electric wheel soared, and there were thirty-hearted relics of the black-hearted monk, taking advantage of the gap, the impermanent order of the ink fairy, the twin corpse fork of the blood corpse boy, the collision of the lily girl's soul bell, and the two corpse demons led by Uncle Bone to surround the phoenix immortal ancestors and kill them like a horse lamp.

These eight people are all golden immortals. The ancestor of Fengxian held the Fengxian order in the left and the cracked soul knife in the right. He roared repeatedly and tried to fight back, but it really became the end of the crossbow, and neither of the two sides could do anything about it.

Luo Qiqiang looked aside with Ning Zhiyuan, while Elders Ge and Qu stood behind them, looking quite respectful. It seemed that they had surrendered to him.

As for Jiang Shijie, who is still lying in the corner of the wall, motionless, and I don't know if he is dead.

Ye Jianling flew to Jiang Shijie with iron walls, and suddenly hit blood beads all over the sky. He recognized the blood of the blood corpse boy. He drew out of thin air with a soul-grabbing rod. Three skeletons opened their mouths and swallowed all the blood beads. After that, there was a magic butterfly full of eyes, which was still a soul-grabbing stick. The tip of the stick shot hundreds of blood lines, vertical It was cut horizontally, and the magic butterflies were broken one after another.

Seeing that he was about to break through the battlefield, the black Gang brought by the cracked soul knife swept over again. He used the soul-grabbing stick a little bit, the knife dissipated, and his body was slightly shocked.

Finally, he came to Jiang Shijie and found that he still had a breath. He took out a green elixir and stuffed it into his mouth, and the elixir immediately turned into a fragrant pulp and flowed into his throat.

"Sword Spirit, why did you save him? Do you want me to save all the people I kill?"

"No, I just saw him poor. Being killed by his most trusted brother is probably the most painful way to die in the world. Ning Zhiyuan is right. Death is not terrible. How to die and what happens after death." He quickly connected Jiang Shijie's sternum and ribs, and coated it with a layer of medicine mixed with blood marrow ice beans. The pale red ** quickly penetrated into the skin, and the broken bones began to grow together again.