Si Jing looks very good-looking, but his mouth is very powerful.

After saying some harsh words, the demon cultivator with vertical pupils immediately turned his legs into long snake tails and swung towards Si Jing.

Seeing this, Sang Ying held a sword in her hand, and before the snake's tail could hit it, she stabbed it with the long sword.

Although the demon cultivator had a high level of cultivation, he had not trained himself into copper skin and iron bones. Sang Ying stabbed him with a sword. Although it did not cause much damage to him, it still hurt.

After suffering a moderate loss, the demon cultivator became even more angry for a while: "You little girl who doesn't know whether to live or die!"

The long snake's tail struck again, but this time it was directed at Sang Ying.

Sang Ying was already prepared, just waiting for him to do it, she would cut off his tail!

But her movements were still a beat slower, and a cold light flashed before her eyes. When Sang Ying looked again, a dark red snake tail was cut off and fell to the ground.

The demon cultivator felt pain and quickly retracted his tail, leaving light green demon blood on the ground.

"Who is it?!" The demon cultivator saw clearly that the blow that hurt him just now was not done by this little sword cultivator at all. A little girl in the foundation building stage did not have such ability.

Sang Ying turned her head and glanced at Si Jing, who shrugged at her, indicating that it was not her.

Fortunately, the person who did it had no intention of hiding it, and a slightly cold voice soon resounded through the stone room: "We agreed to a quick victory, so what are you delaying?"

These words were obviously not addressed to Luo Fengyuan and the others.

Si Jing replied in the next second: "Didn't I just see a good show and come here to watch the fun! I didn't expect that City Lord Luo, a good man known by everyone, would actually collude with the demon clan and use innocent mortals to test the medicine.

!Do you think if this matter spreads out, will Bailu City change its lord?"

When he said this, Si Jing stared straight at Luo Fengyuan, and anyone could tell who he was talking about.

City Lord Luo's eyes were gloomy: "What do you know?! If I hadn't protected Tingliu Village, how could it have been stable for so many years? When there was a tide of beasts on the outskirts of Bailu City, if I hadn't risked my life to protect them, Tingliu Village would have been safe for so many years.

It has long ceased to exist! Now I just ask them to help test the medicine, and I didn’t take their lives! What’s wrong with me?!”

His eyes were bloodshot, and he no longer looked as majestic and strong as at the beginning, and he looked a little crazy.

"Ha! According to what you said, the sword master Gu Wangchuan also saved the entire world of cultivation. Then can he also imprison you, test poison on you every day, and turn you into the kind of person who is neither human nor ghost?

What does it look like?" Si Jing's tone was full of sarcasm.

Gu Shu, who was huddled in the spiritual sword, was extremely excited: "He is talking about my master! Did you hear it? He is praising my master!"

Sang Ying rubbed her temples calmly. She could not imagine what kind of person the sword master was if he could cultivate such a temperamental sword spirit.

"Hmph, you are so sharp-tongued that I won't argue with you." Luo Fengyuan slowly tightened his grip on the whip, "The way of heaven is unfair. It gives others great luck and great talent. But when it came to me, my wife died early and my only daughter was only

I am not willing to be an ordinary person for the rest of my life!"

"My wife is gentle and kind, and she is also a medical practitioner. She has saved countless people, but in the end she died on the way to find life grass for her daughter. My daughter is smart and cute, many times smarter than those monks, but she is born

Without spiritual roots, one is doomed to be mediocre and inactive. What is the truth of this!"

"Yes, as a human cultivator, I colluded with the demon clan, and I am a sinner of the back clan. But the demon clan can change my daughter's life and give birth to spiritual roots. For her, I will not hesitate to become a sinner of the entire cultivation world!"

Luo Fengyuan knew about the Living Grass Sang Ying. This thing was recorded in the "Spiritual Plant Complete Book". It was said that people without spiritual roots would grow spiritual roots after taking the Living Grass.

But even "The Complete Book of Lingzhi" did not write down the location of the Living Grass, and said that it was probably just a legend.

Spiritual roots are just like a person's appearance and life experience. They are determined by heaven, and even monks cannot change them. If there really is such a thing as spiritual grass, it may have been spread among the monks long ago.

After all, which big family doesn’t have a few descendants with inferior spiritual roots?

"Why are you talking to them so much? Let's get rid of them quickly!" Even though Luo Fengyuan is not afraid of losing his reputation, the demon cultivator is not willing to expose his secrets early.

Now that the only heir of the old demon emperor has disappeared, the Red Snake clan still has to rely on this "treasure" that can change the entire demon clan to compete for the position of the demon emperor.

After saying this, the two started moving again.

Before they attacked, Si Jing quietly leaned into Sang Ying's ear and gave some instructions.

At this time, Sang Ying had to put her hope in him and obediently obeyed the other party's arrangements until Luo Fengyuan and Yu Sijing fought with the friend hiding in the dark.

Sang Ying quickly pulled Nan Gurong towards the end of the underground palace.

The fight between the four high-level monks was not comparable to Sang Ying's initial fight. As Sang Ying and the two walked, the entire underground palace was shaking constantly.

No matter how solid the underground palace was originally built, there were faint signs of collapse under the influence of the spiritual power of high-level monks.

"Fellow Taoist Sang Ying, what are we going to do?" Nan Gurong didn't believe that Sang Ying would abandon Si Jing and the two of them and run away. She was just curious about what they could do if they ran away.

Sang Ying recalled what Si Jing had told her before, and explained to Nan Gurong: "They fought so hard, this underground palace will probably collapse soon. The underground palace is connected to the moat outside. If the underground palace collapses, not only the underground palace will collapse, but also the underground palace."

The houses will be destroyed, and the moat will flow into Bailu City. The monks can sign up, but the mortals who make a living in the city will suffer."

After listening to Sang Ying's explanation, Nan Gurong suddenly broke into a cold sweat.

She quickly asked: "Then what are we going to do?"

After saying that, she thought of the mortals in cages she saw earlier, and hurriedly asked: "And those mortals, what should they do if the underground palace collapses?"

"Don't worry, those people have been rescued." This is what Si Jing told Sang Ying. At that time, he deliberately said some unpleasant words to insult people, just to delay time and let his friends rescue those mortals.

It is precisely because of this that the person who never showed up came late.

A rumble came from above her head, and Sang Ying took Nan Gurong to hide on the stone wall, narrowly avoiding the falling stones.

In front of the two of them, the sound of gurgling water suddenly became louder. As they walked forward, many traces of water appeared under their feet.

Slowly, there were more and more water traces, and it even turned into a small stream.

The sound of "clicking, clicking" kept coming from far away, and Sang Ying knew that it was a sign that the stone wall was broken and the river water was about to pour in.

"Fellow Daoist Nan, do you believe me?"

Sang Ying asked this question in a confused manner. Nan Gurong was stunned for a moment, but after she came to her senses, she nodded immediately.

"I have a way to stop the river water from pouring back, but my spiritual power has not been fully restored yet, so I need to borrow your spiritual power!" Sang Ying has already asked, Nan Gurong also has water spiritual roots, and her spiritual energy Sang Ying can also do it.

use.

If Sang Ying was alone, she wouldn't be able to praise this Haikou, but with Nan Gurong and the two foundation-building monks, wouldn't they be able to do anything about the river water?

The underground palace was constantly vibrating, with rumbling sounds coming from the front and back.

Sang Ying no longer cared about the scene behind her. She could only feel Nan Gurong's hand on her back, and the gentle spiritual energy flowing into her body from that hand.

"Wow!"

The sound of the stone wall completely breaking was heard, followed by the sound of the river rushing in.

Sang Ying held the spirit sword, and Gu Shu couldn't stop her thoughts in her mind.

She closed her eyes, and at that moment the whole world became quiet. Except for the water rushing towards the two of them like a dragon in front of them, Sang Ying could no longer see anything else.

"Thousands of miles of ice!"

Frost-white sword energy poured out from the spiritual sword and rushed out with a fiercer attack than the river water.

Nan Gurong only felt that the spiritual energy in his body was suddenly empty, and his eyes instantly turned from darkness to snow-white.

Something cold seemed to fall on her face. When she looked up, she realized that it was ice particles that fell after the river water condensed into ice.


Chapter completed!