Upon hearing this, Yin Dong's body suddenly fell down, hiding among the rugged rocks, and calmed down.
The gate of Obsidian Church opened with a "creak" sound, and the heavy sound of the door shaft turning was particularly clear in this quiet space and it was heard far away.
A monk like a thin bamboo pole came out of the door. His black robe seemed to be hung on a clothes rack. When he walked out, his robe flew away, just like a ghost floating out.
His gaze looked at the demon, and the flickering chill disappeared in his cold eyes, and a confused look flashed across his face, and he said in confusion: "Is this demon the same as the demon we brought?"
The demon walked down the steps and ignored the demon cultivator and stood there without following Yin Dong's next order. He seemed very calm.
However, this calmness was only temporary. After Yin Dong blew his whistle, the demon suddenly rushed towards the demon cultivator who was rushing to the steps. His scarlet eyes flashed fiercely, and his sharp fangs stabbed at the demon cultivator.
"who?!"
When the demon cultivator was attacked, he floated back, avoided the demon's attack, and rushed towards the direction where the whistle sounded.
All the disciples of the Demon Sect know that the Demon is controlled by the silver whistle, and the ones who graze the Demons must be outer disciples. In terms of strength, they are far inferior to those of the inner elite disciples like him. Therefore, he does not want to spend time with the Demons and plans to kill people and seize the whistle directly.
Unlike what I imagined, when the magic cultivator rushed over, he did not see anyone where the whistle came. This rugged rock belt was so quiet that even the misty black air fell silent.
But this silence made him feel a strong sense of crisis. He directly used a move of the Demon Crow to devour the sky, and instantly it was like the void in front of him. A three-legged golden crow condensed from black light appeared, spraying countless black flames, covering the rocks, burning quietly.
"Why is there no one?"
The demon cultivator was a little confused, looking at the rocks covered by black flames, and focused on alert. However, he stood quietly for half an hour and heard no movement.
However, when he turned around and was about to leave, a figure appeared ghostly behind him, raising his hand and grabbed the back of his head. At the same time, his mind felt as if something was stabbing.
The sudden appearance of the figure was naturally Yin Dong. While he was shooting out a dragon soul sting, the blood dragon claws also grabbed it hard, hitting the back of the demon cultivator's head, and the devouring force surged out from his fingertips.
"ah……"
After the demon cultivator let out a brief scream, his voice suddenly stopped and was dragged into the shadow behind the rocks by Yin Dong, and used the soul searching technique. But the soul searching technique failed at this moment.
This demon cultivator was actually beaten to the soul ban. After Yin Dong's spiritual power invaded, the soul ban destroyed itself.
Yin Dong's mind felt like it was blown up, and his eyes turned black. When he recovered, he found that the demon cultivator he had caught had turned pale and his eyes were turned to pieces.
He took off the black robe of the demon cultivator and put it on, then hid the body in a pit among the rocks and buried it with gravels. Yin Dong left and headed straight for the black palace.
When he arrived at the steps of the hall, Yin Dong did not go in directly. He hid at the door and still let the demons be cannon fodder for exploring the way, entering through the half-open door.
There is a big palace in the door.
It was very quiet. There were many magic cultivators sitting cross-legged on the floor of the obsidian pavilion. There was a tide of black air around them from time to time.
The demon walked in and looked at him with a pair of eyes, and was a little stunned.
"Mo Qi, what are you doing? The demon is coming in!" Seeing the demon walk up to him, the demon cultivator closest to the door reacted and shouted.
Yin Dong whistled outside, the demon's furry claws raised, and his huge body whistled out like a cannonball, grabbing the demon cultivator fiercely.
"You dare, you dare!"
The demon cultivator yelled in his mouth, drew his sword and slashed it on the demon's shoulder with one sword, directly slashing the demon's huge body in half. But even so, the demon was not dead, and it rushed towards half of the body connected to the head.
The only remaining hand of the demon grabbed the demon cultivator's shoulder, and his sharp fangs tucked on the demon cult's neck, and bit off his neck with a click. A cruel and bloody scene unfolded. What's strange is that the demon cultivator around him turned a blind eye.
"This idiot was actually bitten to death by a low-level demon?" someone smiled contemptuously.
"Haha, this is the followers of our saints. They are all such weaklings!" A middle-aged demon cultivator mocked him gloatingly. Seeing the bloody scene of the demon biting his companion's body, it seemed very pleasing to the eye. After speaking, he burst into laughter.
There was a lot of malicious laughter in the hall, and some scoldings mixed in, messy. Generally speaking, there were a lot more laughter than scolding.
Yin Dong heard it outside the door, and a hint of clarity flashed in his black eyes. It seemed that the demon cultivator in the hall was not a piece of iron, and there was even serious internal strife, while the saint's group was at a disadvantage.
The saint is Qiu Ying, and Yin Dong can't help but worry about her safety.
A moment later, Yin Dong heard a cold and harsh woman's voice and his whole body trembled.
“Bold!”
Those two words were filled with endless coldness, and the coldness instantly freezes through the entire hall, making Yin Dong outside the door feel like he is about to be frozen, but he is ecstatic in his heart.
It’s Qiuying’s voice!
Obviously, she is free to move now!
Yin Dong suppressed the impulse in his heart, swallowed "Qiuying" in his throat, and did not rush to her directly. He was anxious and couldn't eat hot pot porridge. Anyway, he was close to her now, so it was easy to meet her, so you can't hurry!
When he walked into the hall wearing Mo Qi's black robe, Yin Dong's heart was in his throat. But the demon cultivators around him were obviously attracted by the demons, and no one looked at him. He was not stopped until he walked to the door leading to the inner hall.
The guard standing at the entrance of the inner hall blocked his way with a magic knife and shouted: "The saint has an order, no one is allowed to enter!"
"Go aside, I have a major discovery to tell the saint!" Yin Dong said anxiously, and a dragon soul sting was emitted. When the guard's brain was stinging, he forcibly rushed in.
"presumptuous!"
When the saint's cold voice sounded, accompanied by a palm wind, Yin Dong felt an invisible huge force hitting it, and with a loud bang, Yin Dong's body was smashed to the wall and then fell to the ground.
Yin Dong felt so painful that his internal organs seemed to have been displaced, but his face was extremely bright, and the ecstasy in his heart was almost unable to suppress his ecstasy and he was about to laugh wildly.
It's Qiuying!
The Saint is his child's mother!
He finally found her!
Chapter completed!