After wearing the book, I became the vixen master of the villain boss

"We need the flesh and blood of more than 100 monks as psychics." A dull voice came from the ring, and it sounded very bad.

Xiao Cunhong frowned, looking at the light emitting from the formation below, it was a part of the totem that Yan Xiuyu had seen before, but there were still some on the edge of darkness, and the formation had not fully illuminated.

"More than 100 people..." Xiao Cunhong muttered to himself, he couldn't help but clenched his fingers, his eyes shifted to that part of the dark place, and a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes.

"Yan Xiuyu should bring people over to investigate here. By then, those disciples plus the monks slaughtered by the monster that day...should be enough."

Against the backdrop of the night, his whole face looked a bit ferocious and dark, and a trace of bright red flashed in those eyes, showing a faint omen of being possessed.

After dealing with these monsters for so long, few people are not affected by its hostility and tyranny.

The remnant soul in the ring knew this very well, just because of his own body, he didn't tell Xiao Cunhong this point, and just watched him fall into the abyss indifferently.

The hustle and bustle is all for profit, and there are always a few unscrupulous monks on the avenue, who will not be killed for themselves.

Remnant Soul didn't think about Xiao Cunhong at all. When he made this decision, he dragged him into the bandit.

If Xiao Cunhong had immediately exposed the fact that he reported that his sect still had a chance of survival, wouldn't he still be tempted by that interest just like himself, and join forces with him?

This Xiao Cunhong wants to be supreme in his cultivation, and he wants to live together with his own body, all for his own self-interest.

They are just half-hearted, don't think he doesn't know that Xiao Cunhong is still thinking about his own cultivation, and wants to let him pass on his life's cultivation to him.

It's just that he pretended to be ignorant and fooled the past......

This villain looks like he really thinks he doesn't know?

Remnant Soul sneered silently, looked at Xiao Cunhong's red eyes, and did not speak.

Yan Xiuyu and the team of disciples rested for the night. After they were full of energy and all the disciples recovered their spiritual power, they told the elders who led the team about the investigation of Lonely Hill.

An elder frowned when he heard the words, "There is no one in the area of ​​Lonely Hill all year round, and there are many poisons in the valley. Is it worth our risk to investigate?"

Because of the attack of monsters this time, their sect lost many disciples, so now they have to think carefully.

"Elder, this deity knows that this is embarrassing, but you have seen the current situation. The attack of monsters is likely to come from there, and the crisis in the world of cultivating immortals is now tied to every monk. We cannot ignore it. Don't miss out on more possibilities and cause a more tragic ending." Yan Xiuyu said lightly.

He stood there with his whole body and swept straight across the elders present. It would take him a long time to find out this matter by himself, but with the help of these people, it would definitely be different.

The elders thought about it for a while, although it was risky, maybe Xianzun had a clue.

Moreover, the suspicion of Lonely Hill was indeed relatively large, so they agreed, and turned around and sent someone to notify their disciples.

In the dark and damp cave, Xiao Cunhong stayed in it all day tonight.

He had a premonition that this was the final outcome, so he slowly opened his eyes, not because of anything else, but because of the movement outside Lonely Hill, he set up a net and waited for those disciples to come.

The remnant soul also knew the importance of this moment, and his nerves were tense all the time. In the dark cave, there was no light except for the formation that flickered on the ground.

Yan Xiuyu led the disciples and divided them into four groups with the elders to investigate the situation of Lonely Hill from four directions. He distributed a teleportation talisman to all the disciples, and if they were in danger, they would tear the talisman and leave in an emergency .

After explaining to everyone, he led the rest of the disciples into the Lonely Hill.

Thick miasma rushed towards his face, Yan Xiuyu squeezed a spell, and a bubble with spiritual energy separated him from the miasma, and other disciples also cast spells to separate the miasma.

Yan Xiuyu put her fingers together and said, "The miasma is thick in here, you can't see your fingers, remember to follow closely."

The disciple behind him nodded.

Yan Xiuyu's worry was not unreasonable. He just stepped into this valley, and he felt a sense of condensed spiritual power in his body. Even his originally vast spiritual consciousness covered less than ten meters at this time, so he could only roughly judge next path.

Pieces of crows flew over their heads, and occasionally you could see the roadside or the bones of monsters or people. The wilderness wind passed by, and the blood was mottled, indicating the fierceness of the war thousands of years ago. The thick murderous aura seemed to spread all over the valley. among.

After walking a few hundred meters, the miasma became more and more dense. Suddenly, the disciple screamed in pain, causing everyone to look back. They were startled and picked up their weapons to attack, but they saw that the disciple was accidentally hooked by a white bone. Pants, false alarm.

"This place is really evil. This disciple is a little scared and made a fuss." The disciple scratched his head embarrassingly and said.

Yan Xiuyu shook his head, signaling that it's okay.

Everyone continued to move forward, and the deeper they went, the more bones there would be, and they could pile up into mountains.

A large number of crows were carving the carrion of those monsters, but there was no trace of green in sight, and even the sky was covered by dark clouds, so there was no light to be seen.

The spiders in this valley are climbing rocks, and the poisonous poisons are all over the ground. Although they can't do anything to them monks, they still look disgusting. A disciple saw that he stepped on the bones under the ground and felt a little chilly, so he couldn't help but whispered. .

"Senior Brother Hu, there are really too many bones here, it looks really scary."

After he finished speaking, he didn't hear Senior Brother Hu who was supposed to talk to him, so he couldn't help but look, only to find that the person who was following him just now disappeared suddenly, and immediately called out, "Senior Brother Hu?!"

The disciples next to him looked at him and frowned, "What's wrong? Did you get hooked into your pants again?"

"No, no, Brother Hu is gone, he was clearly behind me just now..." the disciple said anxiously.

He pointed to his back, but now it was empty, shrouded in thick miasma.

"He's lost, right? Such a big miasma, why don't we look for him?" a disciple said.

Yan Xiuyu looked at them, and immediately walked up. After hearing clearly what happened, he immediately looked at the disappeared ground, and saw that there were traces of pulling on the ground, leaving a long drag mark, and he couldn't help frowning.

"Stay here, I'm going to find someone, don't come out of this formation." He opened his fingers slightly, a white light flashed, and a formation enveloped the disciples, and then they watched helplessly. Yan Xiuyu followed the trail and left.

"Immortal Venerable!"

The man had already left, and some disciples wanted to follow him, but the immortal walked too fast, and they were pulled back when they wanted to follow.

"The Immortal Venerable has a high cultivation base, let's not go over and cause trouble for him, and stay in this formation." The senior brother took his hand and said.

Disciples can only give up.

Seeing everything in the cave, Xiao Cunhong clenched his fists, why is this Yan Xiuyu always so haunted!Break his plan!

Now the formation he left behind has left his mark on it, if he attacks the remaining disciples, he will definitely come back.

And the disciples brought by the other three groups of elders to investigate were all attacked by the monsters arranged by him one after another, but because of the teleportation talisman that Yan Xiuyu left for the disciples, most of the disciples escaped!

"What should we do now? Counting these dead monks, we are still far behind!" Xiao Cunhong gritted his teeth.

The remnant soul was also silent for a moment, and did not speak until a while later, "If there are not enough people, then try to get the monks with high cultivation to fill in the loophole—"

In Lonely Hill, it is self-evident who is the person with the highest cultivation.

Xiao Cunhong closed his eyes, he clenched his fists, paused for a moment, then opened his eyes again to make up his mind, walked to the formation control mechanism in the cave, and aimed all his attacks at Yan Xiuyu.

"He asked for it, no wonder I..."

The pitch-black pupils were already bloodshot at this time, and the red pupils that did not belong to monks gradually appeared, and the whole body was contaminated with demonic energy.

When Yan Xiuyu raised his sword and followed the traces to the root, he saw that vine man tied him tightly, tightly strangling the disciple's throat, all covered in bloodstains, the disciple struggled so hard that he couldn't make a sound, look When Yan Xiuyu arrived, he seemed to see a savior.

Yan Xiuyu immediately rescued the man, and saw that the vine burst instantly when he raised the sword, and the blood-red juice splashed on the disciple's clothes, scaring him to death.

"Thank you...thank you Immortal Venerable." The disciple trembled and saluted Yan Xiuyu with a terrified expression.

He was walking on the road well before, but he was suddenly entangled by the vines, and he was blocked when he wanted to call for help, and his hands and feet were tightly bound, making him unable to use talismans and spells.

If Yan Xiuyu hadn't rushed over, maybe he would really have lost his life.

Yan Xiuyu nodded. He was standing upright in white clothes and snow, the miasma spreading all over the sky behind him, and his black hair was slowly hanging down from his shoulders. If he hadn't been wearing an iron mask all year round, he would have Cold but noble and powerful, it makes people feel good.

His breath paused, and he suddenly sensed something was wrong, and quickly pulled the disciple over.

With a sound of "Boom!", a huge crater exploded in the ground instantly, and a large group of green vines appeared in front of my eyes, like a towering tree, five or six stories high, watching the two people avoid it.

The countless green vines immediately rushed to the place where the two of them were, stirring up a cloud of dust, and even the bones underneath were shaken away a lot.