"...I'm talking about junior brothers and sisters, who can explain it? What's going on?"

It is still a small oasis town. Outside the tent of the elders in the center of the city, hundreds of demons still kept the tent out of the water, but the previous solemn aura was swept away, and replaced by... a pink aura that was hard to see directly.

Hundreds of demons who had just condensed heavily armored with blood had retreated their armor, revealing their naked bodies, and then gathered in three or five, and their bodies were entangled together. Of course, a few people could not find companions, so they kept rubbing the pillars of the tent and enjoyed themselves.

Then, the lazy and sticky moans came one after another, and a sonata that made people blushed.

"Is this a magical psychological offensive?"

In the tent formation, a spiritual sword cultivator couldn't help asking.

Feng Yin, who was in charge of the center, nodded cautiously: "Maybe...so you must keep your soul tightly and not be confused by this chaos."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a loud moan and scream outside the tent. Several men and women who were intertwined in a ball couldn't help but thrust, as if they were struck by lightning. At the same time, they raised their heads high, their eyes turned pale, and saliva kept dripping from the corners of their mouths. How could this scene look like a word that started with high and ended with tide.

“…Is this part of the illusion?”

Feng Yin said, "Maybe...is it used to further confuse us?"

“In this way?”

Feng Yin continued to try to explain: "Maybe the customs and habits of the demons are different from ours..."

"Or," Lin Wan guessed hesitantly, "Senior Brother Feng Yin, I feel like they are... taking drugs?"

"drug?"

"Yes, the elder once said that there is a drug called Wushi Powder in the mortal world, which seems to be like this when it is sucked."

Feng Yin was even more confused: "I know the Five Stones San, but although the effect is not so strong, the nature is similar. In short, do you think... they awaken their bloodlines and then surrounded us just to take drugs for us to see?"

"Maybe...Is it to use this to lure us to suck together?"

Lin Wan said this, she felt that it was completely unreasonable, but she couldn't figure out what these demons were.

"You... these idiots."

At this time, the sound of Wang Wu being seriously injured was heard outside the tent.

"This is obviously the work of the senior brother. He has created opportunities for you. If you don't leave now, when will you stay?

Wang Wu woke up and realized that the demons were in an abnormal state at this time. No matter what the reason... it was a great time to escape? It was a pity that he didn't react for a while and almost missed the opportunity.

"withdraw"

In fact, there is no need to say anything about Feng Yin. Lin Wan and others have already put away the formation and started to escape at full speed.

The human wall outside the tent was useless. The evil demon clan, who had been a moment ago, was completely immersed in the inexplicable pleasure, and ignored the escape of several human monks.

Several spiritual sword cultivators each unfolded their magic weapons and used their skills, escaped from the desert oasis as fast as possible, and ran towards the endless distant desert in the distance.

"Next, which direction?" Feng Yin asked loudly at the head of the team.

"Fuquan." Wang Wu, who was carried behind Wang Chenye, reluctantly raised his finger and pointed to a direction, "It's right there, that's the closest safe place, and a fortress arranged by his senior brother."

"Okay." Feng Yin originally belonged to Fuquan. At this time, he heard Wang Wu's advice and made up his mind and flew away.

"What's this white powder?"

In the Demon Spirit's Dream, Fenrier looked at a pile of white powder in Wang Lu's hand with interest. Just now, she poured these white powder into the body of the desert demons through dream building, and suddenly had a wonderful reaction. After the demon king's ancient bloodline was stimulated, the demons whose strength increased sharply and their firm will fell one after another, immersed in the pleasure of nothingness and squandered the little life left by themselves.

According to the design of the Demon King, these tribesmen were regarded as abandoned by him and should die in a fierce battle. They would rush into the sword formation of the Spirit Sword Sect like moths to the fire, and then submerge the young Spirit Sword Cultivator with their huge number of advantages, and then die from overdrawing of their vitality.

Anger in battle, pain when life is overdrawn... This is a huge amount of negative emotions, and will become the last brick and stone to complete the Black Tide. The design of the Demon King is linked together and looks almost insolvable.

But unfortunately, Wang Lu found the flaw at the first time.

The body of the Demon King was sealed in the Nine Nether Prison. The Demon Spirit Dream was his only bridge to communicate with the outside world. His practice in the dream inspired the ancient bloodline of the descendants of the demons in reality. This process was seen by Wang Lu and Ouyang Shang.

Then Wang Lu pretended to break through the dream blockade with all his might, while Ouyang Shang used the cover to read the dream building scroll and found a similar spell at the fastest time. He mastered this spell at the first time with his comprehension of the heavens.

Then Wang Lu provided ammunition - the mysterious white powder that could make people die of ecstasy. Fenrier then built a bridge with Ouyang Shang to directly act on the brains of the desert tribes. They are also linked together and indispensable.

"Is white powder? It's just a trick to make people die of positive energy. If the Demon King had not opened the bridge between dreams and reality first, the dream building technique of two of us who sharpened their guns in the face of battle would not be enough to project the existence of the dream into reality. But in short, everything is going as planned. These demons have completely abandoned them. Before they die, they made their last contribution to the disintegration of the Black Tide, which is considered dead. The Black Tide will hardly have new growth points in the future. Even if the unfinished Black Tide is detonated, its destructive power is relatively limited, but..."

Fenriel gently shook his tail: "But, things obviously won't end so simply. That guy is so cunning that he has hidden us for two thousand years without revealing any flaws. We had always thought he had no chance to turn things around, but the result is..."

Wang Luxin said, if I, a time traveler, had you really been translated by him.

Considering the tragic situation of the Spirit Sword Sect on the real history line, Wang Lu believes that the devil's methods are not only limited to this... No, if you want to put it carefully, perhaps you should not call him the devil king anymore. The demon jade symbolizing the proof of the overlord of the Demon World has no effect on him. This is really a pity that what his real identity is, there is no clue at all now.

"How much else do you know about that guy?"

Fenriel shook his head: "We have told you all that we know, and there is nothing new to ask. But we are very curious. You two little guys, especially you, seem to have a good understanding of him, but logically speaking, he has been suppressed by us for two thousand years, and it has been impossible for you to see him since you were born."

Wang Lu sighed in his heart. The time traveler's rays are indeed difficult to hide. During this period, some reactions similar to the unknown prophet can easily leave flaws. Especially this Demon Wolf senior is as careful as his hair. It is really difficult to hide something in front of her. This is really incomparable to the mixed dog dog game that is also a bloodline of the Demon Wolf...

Fortunately, Wang Lu happened to have a reason to temporarily avoid this sensitive issue.

"Ah, the dream blockade has been broken."

After a long effort, the boundary blockade of the Demon Spirit Dream was finally lifted, and Wang Lu immediately ran away naturally.

"Sorry, my soul and body are already too far away now. If I don't go back, I probably won't be able to go back."

After saying that, Wang Lu took Ouyang Shang and left the Demon Spirit Dream, leaving Fenriel, who was in the girl form, gently pouted on the spot.

"Hey, the little guy can slip quickly, but... it's really a clever one. We'll meet again soon."

After saying that, she raised her head gently and smiled bitterly.

"We can't even tell you that guy... I don't know when he escaped from Jiuyou Prison."

"Oh, those idiots are smart enough to almost kill us."

Wang Lu sighed angrily and amusedly.

Feng Yin and others did know how to seize the opportunity of the fighter. They made a quick decision, and left with briskly. But before they left, they didn't expect that the souls of Wang Lu and Ouyang Shang were imprisoned in the dream of the demon spirit, but they could not follow them immediately. They moved their bodies and ran quickly, but they didn't know that the connection between the body and the soul was almost broken. The two chief-level disciples became wandering ghosts from then on.

Fortunately, Wang Lu broke the dream blockade in time, and at the same time, the strength of the two souls was far beyond that of the ordinary golden elixir. Only then did they insist that the soul would not dissipate and return to their bodies in a storm.

When the soul returns to its position and consciousness awakens, it is unknown how long it will take.

"Senior Brother, you're finally awake"

When Wang Lu opened his eyes, he was already in the fortress of Fuquan. He heard cheers of surprises in his ears - it’s a pity that the focus of the cheer was not himself, but the one beside him.

Feng Yin, Yang Fei, Cai Xia and others mostly surrounded Ouyang Shang and asked about their well-being, but were slightly neglected to Wang Lu. After all, the former was the one who had been practicing with them for decades and was as close as brothers.

But there was still one person who chose to stay by Wang Lu's side.

"Oh, master...that girl." Wang Lu chuckled and greeted the girl in front of him, and at the same time he sighed in his heart that he almost called out his master.

But after he woke up, Wang Wu closed his eyes and began to re-enter the rhythm of his practice, completely ignoring Wang Lu's greetings.

This cold offer made Wang Lu miss the master who was greedy for his billions of dollars in his career and proposed to him many times when he was practicing in the mountains.

Alas, although you were a little more conscientious when you were a child, you were not very cute.

In any case, this trip to the desert finally came to an end. Without complete success, it made important progress. The real murderer a hundred years ago finally surfaced, and one of his biggest killer moves, the Demon Spirit Black Tide, was also destroyed. What we have to do next is to gather all the power that can be gathered and crush him completely.

However, at this moment, Wang Lu suddenly heard Yang Fei say to Ouyang Shang.

"Senior Brother, we just received a letter from Senior Brother Liu Xian. One of them disappeared in the Ghost Crying Forest. They searched for a long time but couldn't find it. In desperation, they asked for help here."

The management training of the Lingjian Sect 丨The risk coefficient of the student plan is already extremely large. It is common for disciples to explore on their own in the barren land.

But when he heard this news, Wang Lu and Ouyang Shang felt a chill behind him.
Chapter completed!