The magic rope wrapped around Udanhua's slender waist and took her into the secret realm, then disappeared.
As far as the eye can see, there is a vast expanse of yellow sand, and there are people dying of hunger everywhere. On the sand around there are mutilated limbs, torn chests, and only skeleton heads.
There is no living person and no green space.
Youtanhua brushed the sand off his body without paying much attention, then concentrated on holding his breath to suppress the restless demonic blood pressure.
She didn't believe there were no living creatures here, they were just hiding in the dark to measure her strength.
Now that she only has 30% of her cultivation level left, it is no longer appropriate for her to act in a high-profile manner, especially since her natural demon blood is not suitable for outsiders to know about.
Youtanhua randomly found a set of village women's clothes from the pile of corpses, put them on herself, tied up her hair, and put on a straw hat, covering most of her appearance, leaving only one
The small and delicate chin seems a little out of place.
She reached out and grabbed a handful of yellow sand and wiped it on her face.
Now that her cultivation is too low, she still doesn't know what kind of perverts are here, so it's best not to use her cultivation indiscriminately to maintain her appearance.
After doing all this, she frowned and looked at the seal behind her that had disappeared into the darkness and could no longer be seen.
Youtanhua has never regretted it, even if he gave up everything he had gained to enter this hellish place.
However, before she died, the little monk was unwilling to open his eyes and take another look at her. So the damn Buddhist scriptures were so good?
Who said that everyone in the world and she would not be let down?
Even though there was sand under the brim of the hat, her beautiful lips still couldn't be concealed and curled up. Youtanhua thought in her heart: These are just sweet words spoken by a young and energetic person. It's pitiful that she, a person who is more than 300 years old, actually listened to Mao Zedong.
What the head boy said was taken seriously.
Suddenly, Udanhua's expression became stern, and he no longer had the mind to think about this. Someone is coming!
No, it's not just one person... it's a team of no fewer than a thousand demons, and there's also a demon emperor whose cultivation is far above hers now...!
The demons systematically surrounded her on three sides, and behind her was the sealing formation, so she could not avoid it.
After weighing the situation, Udanhua immediately knelt down on one knee, clasped his fists with both hands, and shouted loudly: "Witch Utanhua pays homage to the Demon Emperor, and the Demon Emperor will be blessed with great blessings throughout the ages."
With both fists raised above her head, a bitter smile appeared on Youtanhua's face. She had not knelt down for three hundred years, and she almost forgot about her previous humiliation in front of Lou Ying.
God really treated her badly, as if she was so beautiful that she didn't deserve to live a peaceful life for a long time.
Youtanhua knelt like this for a while, and there was still no one in front of her.
In desperation, she had no choice but to kneel on the ground, place her hands flat on the sand, and bend down completely.
Then she shouted loudly: "The witch Youtanhua pays homage to the Demon Emperor, and the Demon Emperor will be blessed with great blessings throughout the ages."
As soon as she finished speaking, a hurricane blew up on the yellow sand, sweeping up the yellow sand and flying all over the sky. You Tanhua's petite body was immediately submerged in the yellow sand.
But she still didn't make any move, she just laid her head on the ground, looking extremely pious.
Until her chin was lifted up by a sharp object, the yellow sand flying in the sky finally stopped, the dust and smoke dispersed, and Udanhua was surrounded by demons.
The man who raised her chin was wearing black iron armor, with demonic aura lingering on the armor, but his pale and bloodless face shone with a bloodthirsty light.
Youtanhua's heart sank. This man was worse than Lou Ying.
But there was no expression on her face. She just raised the fingers covered with black iron on her chin, lowered her eyebrows and said, "Witch Yutanhua pays homage to the Demon Emperor."
Demon Emperor Wuji hooked the fingers of his other hand and saw that all the decorations You Tan Hua had just made turned into powder.
When Udanhua, dressed in red, was completely displayed in front of the demons, and when the demons saw her face clearly, earth-shattering cheers, laughter, and whistles rang out from all sides.
It seemed like he was celebrating that the Demon Emperor had acquired another stunningly beautiful woman.
Demon Emperor Wuji also curled up the corners of his bloodless mouth, then put one finger in front of his lips, making a silent gesture, and suddenly everything was silent.
Wuji smiled and said: "Witch Yutanhua...yes, yes. I asked Mosuo how could he catch the wrong person?"
His voice seemed to be drowned in blood foam, hoarse and rough, as if blood was bubbling out.