Chapter 277 Three Wolves in the Abyss

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When Xiao Heng and Ling Kudie heard the words, their faces also became solemn.

Xiao Heng didn't expect that the two people he had stunned before were actually disciples of two large sects, and the golden jade charm he took would also be an extremely important thing.

More coincidentally, Xiao Heng, as a dragon clan, is also a peak race of demon cultivation. The demon virtual jade charm was recognized by Xiao Heng by coincidence. In this way, it is equivalent to robbing a treasure from the Demon Valley. Naturally, the Demon Valley will not easily let Xiao Heng go.

Instead of facing a big sect with Lingkudie, it's better to pull another big sect as a backer.

After a few words of secret communication with the dead butterfly god, Xiao Heng opened his frown.

"Since Taoist friends have said so, we are not ignorant of praise. Let's go to see your suzerain." Xiao Heng smiled and said with a smile.

Ji Wushui was overjoyed and hurriedly said, "Okay, please follow me." After saying that, he immediately turned around and walked to the gate behind him.

One reason why Xiao Heng and Ling Kudie do this is that if they first come to the northern region and have a conflict with the local snake here, the next road will become more and more difficult. Second, naturally, I want to get the help of some demon practitioners, find the general altar of Tianlong Sect as soon as possible, and converge with the dragon clan who came to the demon world before.

If Xiao Heng finds the general altar of Tianlong Sect, the plan of the demon world will be more convenient.

"Taoist friend, the suzerain is now in the altar of the demon palace, and we must pass through the transmission array. This is the transmission array from my Xuanyun City to the main altar. My Xuanyun City has a transmission array with more than a dozen monk cities in the northern region. If there is anything urgent in the future, with this token, you can directly use the transmission array of all the cities under the command of my demon palace. If necessary, you can also mobilize a certain number of disciples to work for you. Of course, this token needs to be sent to you by the suzerain, and that's all I have.

In the center of a wide hall, Ji Wushui talked to Xiao Heng with a smile. At the same time, he took out a dark gray token with a three-headed wolf sign from the Qiankun Ring. It waved a magic circle not far in front of him. The strong wind in the center roared, and the strong wind in the magic array immediately stopped.

It was not until Ji Wushui stood in the center of the magic array that Xiao Heng and Ling Kudie stood up.

Ji Wushui only clicked a few times on the dark gray token in his hand. The magic array under the three people immediately burst out a dazzling light, completely covering the figure of the three people.

A huge space fluctuation instantly fluctuated in the transmission array. With a flash of white light, the figures of the three immediately disappeared from the stone platform of the transmission array.

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"Disciples have met Elder Ji."

"Disciples have met Elder Ji..."

As soon as Xiao Heng came to his senses, he immediately remembered a few neat and respectful shouts in his ear.

At a close look, three young monks dressed in black robes embroidered with the logo of the demon palace were standing respectfully not far away saluteing to themselves. And the place where I am now is also in the center of the palace.

The runes on the stone platform at the feet are still flowing with white light, and the silk space fluctuates, and it comes out slowly. The dark walls of the hall also have silver light flowing from time to time, which looks mysterious. Xiao Heng's mind took a look, but he was surprised to find that the mind could not penetrate into the wall at all. As soon as it touched the wall, it was immediately bounced back by an invisible elasticity. This is obviously an extremely important place for the demon palace.

"Don't be polite. Where is the suzerain now?" Ji Wu asked plainly.

When the three people heard the words, they all replied with one voice: " Elder Huiji, the suzerain is now discussing with several other elders in the Demon Emperor's Hall to arrange which three elders will go to the secret land of the empty island two months later."

Ji Wushui nodded when he heard the words and said, "Okay, you continue to stay here." After saying that, he immediately turned his head and looked at Xiao Heng and Ling Kudie and said, "Xiao Daoyou, spiritual Taoist friend, let me go to see the suzerain." After saying this, Ji Wushui turned around and sacrificed the escape light. In a flash, his figure disappeared nearly a hundred feet in an instant. The roaring sound can be clearly heard from a few miles away.

Seeing this situation, Xiao Heng and the withered butterfly also sacrificed their own escape in an instant. With a flash of his body, he turned into two shocks and burst out here.

As soon as they flew out of the hall, the magnificent palaces immediately reflected in the eyes of Xiao Heng and Lingdead Butterfly.

This is obviously a huge canyon, and the mountain walls on both sides are covered with colorful flowers and plants. Some low-level monsters unique to the demon world are jumping happily from the flowers and plants. On the periphery of these palaces, there is a faint layer of translucent light, blocking those low-level monsters one by one.

In the front is a huge waterfall like a nine-day hanging river. The clear water, like a jade belt, poured down above the thousand feet. In a huge pool below, a huge silver three-headed wolf like a cow is washing its hair with the pouring water. A breath of oppression was felt by Xiao Heng and Ling Kudie from afar.

And above this huge waterfall nearly a thousand feet high, there is a golden hall suspended in the air. Colorful spiritual light kept surrounding, and dark golden runes, big and small, also kept flashing on the walls of the hall.

"Eighth-order spirit beast?" As soon as Xiao Heng felt the breath from the three wolves, his heart suddenly ambled and immediately stopped flying away.

Even the withered butterfly, at this time, it was also set to escape, looking at the three wolves who seemed to not feel themselves at all, still leisurely washing their hair.

Ji Wushui seemed to have known that Xiao Heng and the withered butterfly would be like this. He flew over with a smile and explained, "Don't worry about the two Taoist friends. This swallowing abyss three-headed wolf is a spiritual beast passed down from generation to generation by my patriarch, and it is also the guardian spirit beast of our demon palace, which is enough to fight against a strong man in the middle of the sky mirror. Because it is an ancient alien species, it cannot be transformed into a human body, but its intelligence is not low at all, and the suzerain also treats it as a relative. So you two should be a little more polite later, otherwise with his irritable temper, I guess the water that falls into the pool will dry again. After Ji Wushui finished speaking, he swallowed his saliva with a little fear.

But as soon as Ji Wushui's voice almost fell, a dull thunder-like voice immediately sounded: "Ji Wushui, what are you saying bad about me behind my back again? Don't think that if you have two new friends around you, I will give you face. It pissed me off, and a spiritual fire burned your buttocks. Go, don't disturb my good mood."

The corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching. Ji Wushui looked at Xiao Heng and Ling Kudie awkwardly, and said helplessly, "Tunyuan, can't you save me some face? At least we have a thousand years of friendship..."

"Well, go, I'm not interested in making trouble with you." The three wolves of Tunyuan looked very impatient and said with three mouths at the same time.

"Ha ha, this Taoist friend is really interesting. Let's go, Ji Taoist friend, it's important." As soon as Xiao Heng heard this, the solemn color on his face disappeared in an instant. After a smile, he urged Ji Wushui.

As soon as Ling Kudie heard the words of the swallowing abyss three-headed wolf, the original surprised expression also suddenly disappeared. A faint smile suddenly appeared on his face.

"Well, let's go." After a bitter smile again, Ji Wushui sacrificed the escape and rushed to the golden hall above the waterfall.

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