Survive, the rules of rebirth for the villain witch

"I smelled a foul odor when I entered the room, and I could see the demonic energy overflowing, but..."

You Huang thought about it and said, "After entering the underground ancient city, both the stench and the demonic energy disappeared, and we did not encounter any demon soldiers. In addition, you just said that the underground ancient city is a place abandoned by the gods, which means that it not only suppresses the spiritual power of immortal cultivators, but also suppresses the demonic energy of demon cultivators. The tombs of demon cultivators and the empress cannot be in the ancient city."

"You suspect that we have gone around in a circle and returned to the starting point." Xue Zun hit the nail on the head. You Huang hummed and said, "It's not impossible. After all, no one can stay in the underground ancient city for a long time."

The two men came to the space below the main tomb chamber, one after the other.

Xue Zun snapped his fingers, and the whole space became as bright as day. Then he heard a sinister voice saying, "Isn't your cultivation suppressed, senior?"

You Huang knew that this big guy never told the truth, and he had to be careful when trying to curry favor with someone, otherwise he would be cheated and left with nothing. Xue Zun said calmly, "I'm fine, I haven't been suppressed too much."

“So many soldiers are imprisoned here!”

The dark space lit up, and Youhuang saw a familiar scene and discovered that a large number of soldiers were imprisoned below.

Faced with the sudden bright light, the conscious soldiers instinctively covered their eyes. When they recovered, they only saw two ethereal figures passing by.

You Huang took advantage of the time when they blocked his view to add a talisman to the lock of the prison door, one to prevent the soldiers controlled by the evil spirit from escaping, and the other to protect the soldiers who were not controlled by the evil spirit.

The two came to the end of the underground space, and You Huang was so annoyed by the fishy smell in the air that he took out his mask again.

Xue Zun glanced at the little bean sprout that was not even as tall as his shoulders: "Your cultivation is not suppressed. You can use your spiritual energy to set up a barrier to block the odor."

"To isolate the fishy smell, physical protection is enough." You Huang is not stupid enough to attract the enemy's attention to himself as soon as he appears. His cultivation is still weak in the Xudan stage, and he can still be arrogant when he reaches the Jindan stage.

"You are really cautious." Xue Zun replied meaningfully.

"She's only thirteen, she must want to live longer." You Huang said disapprovingly, "If I had lived for a thousand or eight hundred years, I would have become indifferent to life and death."

"You've become a very smart person in the South Market..." Xue Zun suddenly asked doubtfully, "You're so busy, where do you have the time to think about these messy things?"

"Time is like..." You Huang paused as soon as he said that, pretending to think for a moment, "It's like the water in a towel. If you squeeze it out, there's still some. As long as you put your mind to it, you can always squeeze out time."

"If you don't work hard when you are young, you will regret it when you are old."

Thinking of Bai Manman's fate, You Huang said calmly: "I don't want to be like other women who can only rely on their families and men to live."

Xue Zun said calmly: "How old are you to think about these issues?"

You Huang said nonchalantly, "It has nothing to do with age. You also know that I have a good relationship with Sixth Master. I have seen a lot of the truth behind the romance from him, and only then did I understand how miserable the lives of women in this era are."

"You might say it's because of this corrupt dynasty that these women are suffering."

"Isn't it?" Xue Zun asked calmly.

"Of course not." You Huang immediately denied: "Destiny can be controlled in our own hands."

"Look at me, I managed to avoid becoming a spy by pretending to be lame." You Huang said with a little pride, "Although Shen Zhaojun took me back to his mansion with great fanfare, he had already figured out my background in secret. If I had eaten a few more white steamed buns, I wouldn't be in this situation now."

"It means you still want to go home." Xue Zun stopped in front of a bronze iron door and stood aside.

"I was worried about my fourth uncle's illness. Besides, my cultivation was too low at that time, and I was injured, so it was difficult for me to escape from Kyoto."

Youhuang took a look at the bronze door, walked forward, raised his hand and forcefully twisted the torch next to him. The bronze door slowly rose up, and the harsh sound almost pierced his eardrums.

"What's that terrible sound?"

"Devil's Roar, haven't you heard of it?"

Xue Zun asked deliberately, watching Youhuang's reaction calmly.

You Huang shook his head, patted his ears and said, "If the demon cultivator dares to howl like this in Tiandu City, he probably won't be able to see the sunset today."

"You forgot that the last time Wushen Hou almost became a demon, he made a similar sound." Xue Zun reminded him, and Youhuang said softly, "But the sound was far less damaging than today's."

Of course Youhuang knew what the devil's roar was, as she had experienced it in her previous life.

The devil's howl is the painful howl emitted by a large number of people who are about to become devils as the devil's blood flows through their bodies.

Because the sound was so sharp, it would pierce the eardrums of ordinary people. She was just acting out the normal reaction of an uninformed person.

"Can he fight against a group of people alone?" Xue Zun sneered coldly, "How else do you think Wang Di and his men were defeated? They were just ordinary demon soldiers that were dealt with by a talisman just now. You really need to stretch your muscles later."

"Senior, what are you doing here?"

As soon as You Huang heard it, he knew that he was being tricked into doing hard labor again.

Xue Zun did not answer and walked straight into the bronze door. You Huang followed closely behind and was immediately shocked by the bloody and miserable scene inside.

Countless soldiers who had been possessed by demons were tied up with huge iron chains, struggling and screaming in pain. The most terrifying thing was that there were many women hanging above, both old and young, and the blood from their bodies was dripping onto the people below.

Youhuang was not unfamiliar with this scene. It was using the blood of loved ones to improve his cultivation.

I didn't expect Zuo Yihai to be so cruel. Not only did he practice magic himself, he also asked his powerful generals to practice magic, and even sent their families to help them become demons.

"They should have been tricked into coming here by Zuo Yihai..." Xue Zun sighed and said, "They are all dying. Before they become possessed by demons, you should send them off. Maybe they still have a chance to reincarnate."

Youhuang did not hesitate. Once he became a demon and was killed, he would have no chance of reincarnation.

He stepped forward, took out the Wuji Sword, and performed the sword technique. Countless sword shadows carrying talisman fire flew out, and the howling sounds gradually stopped.

Suddenly, a black light came. Seeing this, Xue Zun immediately rushed to You Huang and shattered the black light with his finger as a sword. He put his hands in his sleeves and turned around and said:

"Chu Youhuang, the next thing you have to deal with is up to you."

"I'm alone..."

You Huang was shocked and speechless. How could she possibly defeat a Jindan stage cultivator?

Xue Zun put his hands behind his back and encouraged her, "Don't worry, with your intelligence, you will have no problem dealing with the Jindan stage."

"He's awake..." Xue Zun put his palm on her back, pushed her down and said, "You don't have to kill him. Buy them some time to rescue people."

"You big bastard, you lied to me again."

Looking at the forest of corpses where blood was dripping, You Huang had no choice but to take out an umbrella, and walked through the forest of corpses with a sword in one hand and the umbrella in the other.

The blood dripped onto the umbrella, making a dripping sound, and every drop seemed to be accusing. After finally passing through the forest of corpses, Youhuang was once again shocked by the scene in front of him.