The male cultivator's body began to tremble. He lowered his head and muttered something in a low voice. Song Shiyin moved closer and could not hear clearly.

After he stuffed all the scattered skills on the ground into his clothes, he suddenly turned his head and looked at the other shelves with red eyes.

All he could think about was the Kung Fu on the shelf, and all those who stood in his way would be destroyed by him. At this time, Song Shiyin happened to be standing in front of him, blocking his way.

The male cultivator stared at Song Shiyin closely. The bloodshot eyes in his eyes were even more intense, as if he was about to pop his eyes out. His spiritual power surged, and then he was deflated in an instant.

Wisps of black-red demonic energy suddenly appeared on his body, swirling around him. Under the influence of the demonic energy, the spiritual energy in his body surged again, and the muscles in his entire body bulged high.

"He is infected by demonic energy!" Xu Wenbing exclaimed.

The male cultivator gave a low shout, opened his mouth wide, and attacked Song Shiyin. He approached in three or two steps, raised his arm, and aimed at Song Shiyin's head, hitting it hard.

Song Shiyin's pupils shrank and he took a few steps back. Then he summoned the spirit-devouring vine. The vine flew in the air and climbed up the male cultivator's body, binding his legs and feet tightly.

Losing his freedom, the male cultivator roared angrily. He stared at Song Shiyin angrily, opening and closing his mouth, making a clicking sound.

Song Shiyin controlled the soul-eating vine and tied the male cultivator tighter and tighter. The male cultivator struggled wildly, shaking his body, trying to break free.

But Song Shiyin would not give him this chance. She shouted: "Eat the soul!"

Green light flashed on the vine body, and spikes emerged from it, piercing into various parts of his body. The male cultivator could not notice it at all, but the remaining spiritual power in his body began to collapse, and the vine body that wrapped around him had thorns on it.

The green light is better and looks more vibrant.

Under the influence of the spirit-devouring spirit, the male cultivator quickly lost his ability to resist. He fell to the ground, and the extent of his struggle gradually became smaller, but what remained unchanged was the vicious look he stared at Song Shiyin.

"But how could he suddenly be infected by demonic energy? Is there demonic energy in this secret realm?" Xu Wenbing wondered aloud.

Song Shiyin shook his head. Normally, it is impossible for demonic energy to exist in the secret realm, because the spiritual energy inside is very sufficient. The spiritual energy and demonic energy ebb and flow. Unless the spiritual energy is insufficient, the demonic energy will not arise.

But from the moment Song Shiyin came in, all she felt was the presence of a very rich, refreshing spiritual energy.

"If there is demonic energy in the secret realm, then there will be another danger on our trip." Zhuo Guang looked serious.

Indeed, the presence of demonic energy will infect monks and spiritual beasts. If a monk suddenly becomes indistinguishable from friend to foe, how should the disciples of the same sect make a choice?

The male cultivator had just calmed down, but there was another strange movement in the underground space.

The whole room began to shake, the shelf buzzed, and the exercises on it fell and hit the ground with a banging sound. After the weight of the exercises was gone, the shelf began to shake violently and fell to the ground.

Song Shiyin's feet were swaying. She was a little unsteady and stretched out her hands to hold on to the wall. At this moment, a book of exercises fell right under her feet. The page opened and she lowered her head to look.

The inner pages are completely empty, it's clearly a blank sheet of paper, and I'm afraid the only words are on the cover.

Song Shiyin couldn't help but guess that the immortal cultivation materials placed in all the rooms in the entire underground space were all fake and deceptive. Fortunately, they didn't take the bait.

Thinking of this, Song Shiyin couldn't help but turn around and look at the male cultivator. Even though he was on guard, he was still dragged down by the male cultivator who came out of nowhere.

She sighed silently, but the room was still shaking. The male cultivator didn't know what had happened, and he started roaring and screaming again. Song Shiyin was upset when he heard this, so she walked over and stuffed a piece of cotton into his mouth.

The tremors were getting louder and louder. Song Shiyin almost lost her balance several times and staggered a few times. She simply squatted down with her back against the wall. The situation of the two people outside was not optimistic either.

Zhuo Guang was squatting on the ground like her, while Xu Wenbing was still standing and struggling to support himself.

"What should we do?" The sound of the rack hitting the ground was loud, and Song Shiyin could only ask loudly.

two people

No one said anything, no one knew what to do.

At this time, the walls began to shake violently, and there was a tendency for the space to collapse. Song Shiyin looked at the two people with eager faces, and then looked at the male cultivator who was still shaking his head and trying to spit out the cotton cloth.

I simply felt relieved, stood up slowly while holding on to the wall, and then picked up the exercises scattered on the ground one by one, and put them back to their original positions based on memory.

"You..." Xu Wenbing couldn't help but say.

Song Shiyin turned a deaf ear and continued her carrying action. She moved quickly, but the tremors were too violent, and she still fell to the ground. Zhuo Guang on the side quickly pulled her up with his eyes and hands.

Afterwards, Zhuo Guang also started to help Song Shiyin. He went around to pick up the books and handed them to Song Shiyin one by one, so that she would not have to run back and forth.

The skill in the male cultivator's arms was taken away, and he began to struggle again. Song Shiyin had no time to pay attention to the Spirit-Eating Vine. Under the unremitting efforts of the male cultivator, the Spirit-Eating Vine was about to be broken.

Seeing this, Xu Wenbing moved over little by little while holding on to the wall, then kicked the male cultivator and knocked him back to where he was, controlling his body to prevent him from disturbing Song Shiyin.

After several back and forths, Song Shiyin had completed half of the exercises. At this time, his tremors suddenly became much smaller.

Xu Wenbing looked up and exclaimed: "Fellow Taoist! There's a show! Come on, keep playing!"

Song Shiyin also breathed a sigh of relief. As long as it worked, she kept moving her hands. After a while, only the last exercise was left in its original position.

At this time, the vibration had stopped. She took the exercise and walked to the last empty seat. After placing the exercise on it, Song Shiyin slowly exhaled and raised her hand to wipe the sweat from her forehead.

She turned around to leave, but unexpectedly the technique returned to the ground the next moment. Song Shiyin was shocked and a little confused.

Neither Zhuo Guang nor Xu Wenbing looked here. She thought it was her illusion, so she picked up the technique again and put it up. This time, it was still the same, and she was sure that something was abnormal.

"Brother Zhuo, fellow Taoist, look." Song Shiyin shouted to the two of them, and their eyes turned to him one after another.

Song Shiyin repeated the action, and the two of them were quite surprised. Xu Wenbing even widened his eyes.

"What's going on?" Xu Wenbing simply came closer and saw once again that the technique he had just put on disappeared out of thin air.

"I think this might be a new clue?" Song Shiyin said hesitantly. Apart from this, she couldn't think of anything else.

The three of them looked at each other, but they still had no clue, so Song Shiyin kept the technique first to see if there would be any new discoveries later.

At this moment, due to the negligence of the three of them, the male cultivator who fell on the ground broke away from the spirit-devouring vine and stumbled out. His heavy footsteps sounded, and Song Shiyin felt something bad.

"He ran away! Chase him!" Xu Wenbing shouted, his pupils shrunk and he looked anxious.

The three of them hurriedly chased after them, only to see that the male cultivator ran to the second room full of pills in the next moment. He seemed to be going crazy and reached out to sweep down all the pills.

Then the shelf was pushed down again, and the elixir bottle shattered on the ground with a clang. Song Shiyin looked down and saw that there was no elixir at all and it was completely empty.

"Stop him!" Song Shiyin said anxiously. He was able to restore the technique to its original position once, but no one could guarantee that this method would still work the next time.

Xu Wenbing and Zhuo Guang both took action and held the male cultivator's arms. The male cultivator struggled and kicked his legs around, causing the two of them to exert more force.

The corners of Xu Wenbing's mouth were tense, and his whole face was straining. His cheeks were red and he clenched his teeth.

Song Shiyin also took action decisively, using the soul-devouring vine again to tie up the male cultivator. Everything was moving towards the good side. The male cultivator was tied tightly and fell to the ground.

The space began to vibrate again, and Song Shiyin almost fell down. She already wanted to curse in her heart. This male cultivator really didn't stop for a moment.

After a while, the male cultivator who was trapped under their noses suddenly ran out again for some unknown reason. The shaking space seemed to have no effect on him. He ran to another room as if he were walking on flat ground with steady steps.

house.

"Huh..." Song Shiyin stretched out his hand and caught only a wisp of wind.

"This male cultivator really pisses me off!" Xu Wenbing cursed angrily. He frowned and looked angry.

Zhuo Guang was a little silent. He had a cold face and said nothing.

The vibrations became stronger and stronger, making it difficult for Song Shiyin to walk. She reluctantly held on to the wall and came to the door of the room. She heard noises coming from the room next to her. The male cultivator came in and out, destroying every room.

Song Shiyin felt agitated inside. After the male cultivator turned the entire underground space upside down, he opened his blood-red eyes and rushed towards the three of them.

The demonic aura on his body became even more intense, black and red, and seemed to bury his whole body. He waved his fists at several people, with his mouth wide open.

Zhuo Guang took out his bow and arrow, and the arrow was attached with wood spiritual power. He shot out an arrow quickly and violently, but it failed to pierce the male cultivator's skin.

Seeing this, Xu Wenbing also took out his weapon. He drew out the long sword behind him, stepped forward, raised the long sword, and swung it away fiercely. The sword energy carried an unstoppable momentum. After hitting the male cultivator, he was not injured at all.

.

"How is that possible?" Xu Wenbing said in disbelief. His eyes widened and he swung his sword several times again. The sword hit the male cultivator, but it failed to hurt him.

Both sides were frustrated, and Song Shiyin gave up hope. The spirit-eating vine burst out of the ground and entangled the male cultivator's legs. He exerted slight force, and the vine body broke and scattered in the air.

Song Shiyin stretched out his hand and took back the torn broken vines, then summoned two more spirit-devouring vines and swung them towards the male cultivator.

Three people versus one person, but the male cultivator did not have the upper hand at all, which shows how deeply he was infected by the evil spirit.

Demonic energy, spiritual energy...

Song Shiyin almost forgot that she activated the soul-devouring function, made a secret with her hands, looked resolutely in her eyes, and muttered words in her mouth, her vine body changed, and she swung it towards the male cultivator.

The male cultivator was touched by the vine body, and the skyrocketing spiritual power in the male cultivator's body was sucked out and entered the vine body. However, this time, the spiritual power that was sucked away did not become the nutrients of the spirit-eating vine, but was attached to the surface.

As soon as the demonic energy flowing in the male cultivator's body came into contact with the spiritual energy on the vine body, it began to disappear. The male cultivator noticed it and began to wail in pain and twitch his body.

The sound was so loud and sharp that Song Shiyin felt as if her ears were starting to bleed. She raised her hands to block her ears while increasing the attack of the Soul-Eating Vine.

The vibrations continued. Song Shiyin had consumed too much spiritual power and was a little exhausted. Her legs softened and her whole body was falling. Zhuo Guang on the side reached out to lift her up and put her arms on his shoulders.

, the other hand grabbed her left arm and supported her.

Song Shiyin's attack had begun to bear fruit. The male cultivator fell to the ground and rolled crazily. He yelled and heartbroken. The demonic energy gradually disappeared, and he seemed to have lost his life, and his body shriveled up.

Looks pale.

The male cultivator no longer had the strength to attack the three of them anymore. He lay quietly on the ground, breathing weakly and closing his eyes tightly. Only his chest rose slightly, symbolizing that he was still alive.

Even if the male cultivator is solved, there is still no solution to the vibration in the underground space.

Xu Wenbing could only look at Song Shiyin and reluctantly said: "Fellow Taoist, why don't you try again..."

Of course Song Shiyin would try again, because this is the way to break through the underground space, but she didn't show it at all, and she was confused: "Not to mention whether that method is right or wrong, so many rooms have to be classified, I'm afraid

Can't do it."

Hearing this, Xu Wenbing sighed and said: "It's okay, fellow Taoist, just try it based on your memory. This fellow Taoist and I will help you together. If something goes wrong, we will bear it together."

After speaking, Xu Wenbing looked at Zhuo Guang, who nodded in agreement.
Chapter completed!