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"Let's go!" The right protector retracted his whip and shouted at the fighting left protector, and then the two disappeared into the ice and snow wasteland. The remaining demon disciples also crushed the escape talisman upon seeing this.

Song Ci'an had no intention of caring about them anymore, and turned around and teleported in the direction of Qi An.

The whip of the right protector lost its power, and the second whip followed immediately after the protective shield was broken. Although Qi An cast a spell to block, the block at the golden elixir stage was equivalent to a full blow at the transformation stage. .

The right protector swung his whip, and there was a cliff behind Qi An.

A whip from the transformation stage came over, and it fell on Qi An before he could react, and his body fell down the cliff with inertia. Song Cian jumped down and caught the falling Qi An.

Song Cian used his spiritual power to explore Qi An's body. He found that the poison in the wound had seeped into the bone and blood, and there was also a very weak drug, which was the main reason for Qi An's coma.

Looking at the tightly closed lips of the person in his arms and the abnormal blush on his face, Song Cian reached out to temporarily suppress the poison in his body, planning to find an antidote after he went out.

This charming poison is the famous stunt of the right guardian of the demon clan. It is said that there is no cure. To break this poison, you need to have sex.

Now there are only two people, Song Ci'an and Qi An, at the bottom of the cliff. If they want to detoxify Qi An, they have to have sex. The right guardian's move is extremely sinister.

Seeing Qi An's body temperature lowering, Song Ci'an breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the right protector was very confident in his poison and did not take a large dose.

Song Cian looked around. Although this was a wasteland of ice and snow, the surrounding buildings were obviously different from other places. Looking at the demonic energy moving around, it seemed that someone had been here before. If nothing else, it was the demon guardians.

This is a place where you are only allowed in and not allowed out. The surroundings were filled with demonic energy, which became stronger as they moved forward, and Song Sian's spiritual power was also oppressed.

After feeding Qi An a few pills, Song Ci'an continued to walk in with him in his arms. Since the demons wanted to lure him down, they must have some plan. Instead of sitting back and waiting for death, it was better to take the initiative.

Walking in, you will see a huge mansion. Instead of tables and chairs for entertaining guests, it is empty. The room is dilapidated, with broken wooden boards falling to the ground. There are traces of meditation here.

Qi An coughed twice in his arms, opened his eyes and looked at the unfamiliar environment around him, "Master, where is this place?"

"It should be the tomb of the Demon Lord who died in battle ten thousand years ago." Song Cian said, "How do you feel physically?"

Only then did Qi An realize that he was being held by his master, and his ears were a little red. "It should be fine." After saying that, he struggled to stand up.

Song Cian helped Qi An stand up, looked at the surrounding environment and said, "The demon guardians on the left and right deliberately lured you and me here."

"Why?" Qi An asked doubtfully.

"The demonic energy here limits my spiritual power." Song Ci'an explained, "The owner here was at least a demon cultivator in the Mahayana period. He should have died here in a battle with the monks in the world of cultivation ten thousand years ago." After his death, The demonic energy that has lasted for ten thousand years is still so strong that it can even suppress the spiritual power in his body. The cultivation level of this demonic cultivator is only higher than that of the Mahayana period.

Qi An was injured and used his spiritual power. Now that he can't use magic, he naturally can't sense the demonic energy here.

The house was dilapidated and empty, but there was an oil lamp placed in the groove on the wall. Song Cian helped Qi An walk over, reached out and turned the oil lamp, and a door opened in the originally closed room.

The two walked into the stone door and saw a coffin. There were only a few empty shelves on the stone table in front of the coffin. It seemed that the things on the shelves had been taken away.

Suddenly, a red light flashed from the originally dark sarcophagus and entered Qi An's body. Qi An beside him also fell softly. Song Ci'an reached out to catch Qi An who was about to fall, and took out a ring from the ring. A blanket was spread on the ground and Qi An was placed on it.

After carefully checking Qi An's body, Song Cian breathed a sigh of relief after discovering that he was only unconscious for a short time.

Thousands of years ago, a large number of monks in the world of cultivation either had their spiritual power dry up in the world, were unable to advance and were about to die, or died in the battle between good and evil. Among them, there were also some who had a thorough knowledge of the heavens and took the initiative to nourish the earth with their flesh and blood and give back with their spiritual power. Heaven and earth leave blessings to future generations.

Cultivation is inherently contrary to nature. Pursuing rare and precious things in the world just to extend one's lifespan is not allowed by heaven. Only those who are highly valued by the heavens or have extremely meritorious deeds can break through the laws of the world and practice cultivation. At the least, they can enjoy the blessing of longevity, and at the most serious, they can fly to the upper world, where the heaven and earth have the same life span, and the sun and the moon shine together.

But as more and more people become cultivators, the spiritual power of the world is being devoured, treasures and spiritual objects are being competed for use, and the passage to ascension is being closed, and the world is heading for destruction.

After a catastrophe in the world of cultivation ten thousand years ago, the number of cultivators dropped sharply. The great masters nourished the earth with their flesh and blood, and their spiritual power returned to the heaven and earth, and the world was slowly repaired.

Nangong Mujin is the son of destiny chosen by Tian Dao, and the endless wilderness is one of the important places where he grew up.

The square area where he is now should be the place where the demons who died in the battle died. Qi An's current situation should be that he has encountered his own opportunity.

Qi An was born with a natural foundation and was extremely talented in cultivation. After fifteen years of cultivation, he even mastered the golden elixir, which was not inferior to Nangong Mujin, the son of fate.

Although the golden elixir is now broken and cannot exert spiritual power, the body after becoming possessed by evil spirits is suitable for cultivating evil spirits.

Although he is a monk, Song Ci'an has no intention of stopping him. Everyone has his own opportunity. The righteous path is not born as a righteous path, and the devil is not born as a devil. Who can say that there are no bad people in the righteous path, and there are no bad people in the demonic cultivation? Good people.

Immediately, Song Ci'an also started to meditate. In this world, his spiritual power was suppressed by the devil's energy. He gave up everything and faced his original self, choosing to challenge himself and break through himself. It was an excellent place for cultivation).

If it seems to others that you are injured, your spiritual power is suppressed in a place where demonic energy is overflowing, and you choose to meditate and practice at this time, isn't it clear that you are seeking death? Not to mention that it is easy for demonic energy to invade the body. If you are unlucky, your veins will be broken by the majestic demonic energy and your body will explode to death. If you are lucky enough, you will also be easily contaminated by demonic energy and destroy your original foundation.

But with high risks and high returns, people can often best unleash their physical potential and break through constraints and limits in extreme situations.

Feeling the pain of the muscles and veins in his body being torn apart, the blue veins on Song Ci'an's forehead bulged, and big beads of sweat fell down. The spiritual power that drives the whole body expels the magic power that has entered the body arbitrarily, and suppresses the raging spiritual power that is about to explode in the body. It is not time to break through here.

Song Ci'an slowly opened his eyes, exhaled a breath of turbid air, and could clearly feel that his body was much more relaxed, whether it was the suppression of his body by the endless wilderness, or the suppression of the surging demonic energy in the surrounding area.