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

Does the direction pointed by the soul-hunting lamp represent the way to leave?

In the darkness, the luminous pearl glowed faintly, and a fragment suddenly flashed in Yan Xiuyu's mind.

"Guided by darkness and evil, Murong Mo walked into the abyss, and the devil seduced him to fall, wandering in the corner of immortality, his life turned from now on, turned his back to the light, and walked towards the endless hell."

Where did he read this text?

Why did it suddenly pop up in my mind?

Murong Mo, what happened to his apprentice?

All these questions troubled him, lingering in his mind.

Yan Xiuyu grabbed Murong Mo's hand in some panic, her voice hoarse: "Or...can we go in another direction?"

The deeper it goes down, the more it looks like the "hell" described in the text!

Murong Mo turned his head, kissed the little master's red lips, his faint eyes fell on him, and finally shook his head.

Master's current injury needs to be treated immediately. The spiritual energy of Nanshan Village is blocked. If it drags on, Master's health may get worse and worse. Although Yan Xiuyu deliberately concealed his discomfort these days.

But Murong Mo has already noticed it, not to mention the ghost aura that permeates the mountains and plains, the longer it stays, the more likely it will be corroded.

"Master, don't worry, this disciple will protect you, even if you sacrifice your own life." Murong Mo drew out the words that Yan Xiuyu once said to him in a drawn out tone.

"Regardless of life or death, the disciple will always stand in front of you to open the way, and the master will always be that lofty immortal."

He smiled, with a slight curve on the corner of his mouth, his eyes fell on Yan Xiuyu's mask, thinking of the real sharing of the same bed that night.

His Xuanwu inheritance has begun to awaken, and his blood is already boiling. If he can't get out alive, then use his life to send the master away.

"Don't say such stupid things." Yan Xiuyu quickly interrupted him, squeezed his hand tightly, the uneasy thoughts in his heart expanded, what did he forget, what will his apprentice experience?

While he was thinking, there was a sudden violent vibration on the ground, as if something had broken through the ground.

The rickety ground is beginning to crumble!

While the dust was flying, Murong Mo quickly protected him, dropped the concealment spell and formation, and grabbed a vine hanging from above.

When they stabilized and looked down, those eyes couldn't help but widen.

The blood-red furnace, the ground paved with blood, the blood-stained walls, and Yu Liuqing who fell into shock with them, a group of people met here.

"Where is this strange place?" Xia Xiaoyu's tone trembled a little, her eyes fell on the blood pool not far ahead, wasn't this the one they saw before they fell down?

Although it has become huge now, it can still be so bloody.

Murong Mo came down with Yan Xiuyu in his arms, he supported the master, his dark eyes fell on the stone statue, his ominous premonition was magnified, and the Hunhun Lamp became hot.

When Yan Xiuyu saw the stone statue, the picture of Murong Mo's blood flowing suddenly appeared in his mind, and his head hurt badly.

Just when everyone was at a loss, "Jie Jie Jie" laughter suddenly came from the empty stone room, which was creepy!

"Who? Who is it!" Mu Qing shouted.

It turned out that it was coming from the stone statue behind him. He turned around stiffly and saw the appearance of the stone statue with blue face and fangs.

In the next second, his throat seemed to be choked by some invisible hand, and he died on the spot with blood spattering!

"Mu Qing!" Yu Liuqing's eyes widened. The living junior just died in front of his eyes. He had obviously talked to him before, but now he was killed!

There was grief in his eyes, and he wanted to go forward to kill the evil creature hiding in the stone statue, but he was nailed to the spot after walking a few steps!

A group of black shadows condensed from the ground, and the cold face of the undead carried a faint soul fire. This is the ghost of the ghost domain.

"Yan Luo, a ghost cultivator hundreds of years ago." Murong Mo's words made Yu Liuqing and Xia Xiaoyu look back.

"Hasn't Yan Luo already been destroyed? Is it possible to appear here?!"

"It is impossible for the ancestor of Nanshan Village to summon a huge ghost cultivator. At that time, the world of cultivating immortals was in chaos, and Yan Luo was rumored to be destroyed. In fact, he was seriously injured by the sect of cultivating immortals. Then he fled in this small village for refuge, but unexpectedly Nanshan Patriarch thought he was an ordinary little ghost cultivator, and was suppressed under Nanshan Village, and his ghost power was extracted from generation to generation to benefit the people."

After hearing the explanation, Yan Xiuyu finally understood where the weird eyes on the mural were, they were clearly the same as the eyes of the stone statue.

Moreover, the ancestors of Nanshan Village were from a declining sect, and it was impossible to summon the envoys from the ghost domain thousands of miles away. The only possibility was that a ghost cultivator appeared in their village.

"Don't mention that group of people to me!"

Yan Luo inside the stone statue was furious, thinking that he, a majestic ghost cultivator of the Absolute Territory, was played around by those little monks, and was suppressed here for many years!

The former cultivation base was squeezed dry.

Hatred was like a monster, devouring his heart, seeing the monk in front of him, he wanted to get rid of it quickly!

"You all go to hell!" His eyes were wide open, staring at these people intently, as if he wanted to tear them apart!

Murong Mo's Hunhun Lamp emitted a faint light, and at that moment, Yan Xiuyu seemed to remember something, he looked at the lamp-like luminous object in Murong Mo's hand, and finally remembered everything.

He came through a book, how could he be defeated by this ghost cultivator!The big villain is still here, this Yan Luo is at best a cannon fodder.

"Take out that soul-hunting lamp and activate it quickly, it can purify these ghost qi!"

Yan Xiuyu looked at the undead rushing towards them with weapons, and said immediately.

The movement of Murong Mo's hands was quick, and he immediately released the soul-hunting lamp in his hand. The soul-hunting lamp flew into the air, and the faint blue flame spread all over the stone statue in an instant.

Yan Luo's exasperated voice came, full of shock, and screamed angrily: "Why is this thing in your hands? Little monk who doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth! Do you think this thing can really work?!"

Before he finished speaking, he stopped abruptly. His whole body was surrounded by faint blue flames, and the thick flames soared to the sky. The blood in the blood pool was completely burned, burning his soul body hot!

"Ahhhhh!" He screamed, watching his stone statue shatter into mud, hundreds of years of hard work fell short!

The cave collapsed, and the giant tree full of human heads was brought back to the sky. On the bloody tree trunk, the heads also turned into bloody water. The white light of the soul-hunting lamp shrouded the trees in between, and the roaring sound continued. , In a blink of an eye, all dust returns to dust.

Flying dust was flying all over the ground, Nanshan Village reappeared the old scene, souls flew to the sky one by one, and Yan Luo's soul flew away.

He never imagined that there are descendants of ancient beasts in this world who can activate the Hunhun Lamp to kill him!

Yan Xiuyu recovered all his memories, his eyes were raised slightly, his expression was pitiful and indifferent, those white and slender hands crossed each other, a faint golden light emerged from them, accompanied by the disappearance of the ghost energy in Nanshan Village, the sky became white, and the sun slanted down from the sky everyone's face.

He recited the mantra of rebirth. Although the ancestors of Nanshan Village were cruel, some of the souls and monks were innocent. After thinking about it, he couldn't bear it.

The warmth came from behind, Murong Mo supported the master's body, and the dissipated resentment around him disappeared, but his gaze was always fixed on Yan Xiuyu's side face.

"Master, this place is about to collapse, let me take you out."

He greedily stared at the person in front of him. Now that Master's cultivation has not fully recovered, this is his chance...

Yan Xiuyu turned her head and glared at the scoundrel, he didn't care about the scoundrel taking advantage of others.

It's just that now is not the time to worry about this, he left the secret cave with him decisively.

The rubble kept falling down, while Murong Mo protected the master, he also prevented the remaining organs from attacking.

Before Yu Liuqing and Xia Xiaoyu noticed it, Murong Mo and Yan Xiuyu had already escaped from the cave.

They wanted to chase them out, but the crumbling cave and the unconscious Lin Yuanqing beside them, wasted some time after all.

When the two of them walked out of Nanshan Village, everything returned to calm. The two disciples from Yujian Xianzong disappeared without a trace, leaving only the elder of the Yuntian School who had just rushed over after hearing the news .

Seeing Xia Xiaoyu and Yu Liuqing, and seeing Lin Yuanqing with his eyes closed, his hanging heart finally let go.

"What's the matter? Are you two okay?"

The elder immediately went to check, as long as Xia Xiaoyu is fine, this is the daughter of the head of the house, and the head of the house has repeatedly told her to take good care of Xia Xiaoyu when she came out this time.

As for those disciples who disappeared, although there were casualties, it would be good if the upper-level disciples such as Yu Liuqing and Lin Yuanqing were still there.

"Elder, the disciples who came with us before have all been martyred. We met Junior Brother Lin Yuanqing on the way and were rescued. We escaped with the help of two disciples of Yujian Xianzong. Now Nanshan Village has solved the crisis. However, the injury on Junior Brother Lin Yuanqing's body cannot be delayed, and something strange has appeared on Junior Sister Xia..."

Before Yu Liuqing could finish speaking, he was interrupted.

The stench from the abscess on Xia Xiaoyu's body made the elder frown, and Xia Xiaoyu passed out with a pale face.

The elder hurried forward, and after taking her pulse, his face changed drastically, he took out a dark blue high-grade pill from the storage bag and gave it to someone, then turned to look at Yu Liuqing and the others and said:

"Xiaoyu's body is extremely poisonous, I must quickly return to the sect to be treated by a doctor, and you guys will follow!"

After he finished speaking, he flew away without even looking at Lin Yuanqing.