Hearing this, Wei Ziqi turned her head and glanced at Bei Mingwen, her face was still not good-looking.

Even if they are not Taoist companions, everything that Taoist companions can do is not bad.

Bei Mingwen is his person, so he can't talk like this to others.

When Beiming heard that he was really angry, a tinge of sweetness appeared in his heart.

Just about to hold him in her arms, Wei Ziqi said coldly, "Go away, get down to business!"

Lin Wanjiang and Duan Juechen are still supporting the barrier, and the two elders are still here.

Bei Mingwen smiled, and when he raised his fingertips, a light blue spiritual flow emerged, and Wei Ziqi merged with his spiritual flow with a cold face.

There was a loud noise, and the ground in the cave was shaken.

Lin Wanjiang gritted her teeth and forced herself to hold on, the spiritual flow rolled around her body violently.

There were several loud noises again, smoke and dust rose everywhere in the cave, but the stone pestle remained motionless.

Duan Juechen raised his eyes and saw Lin Wanjiang's face was pale, and he secretly summoned spiritual power to protect the meridians around him.

Yuan Yijin shouted: "Brother Beiming, do you need my help?"

Just as Beimingwen was about to answer, Wei Ziqi said first, "No need!"

After all, he hit the stone pestle again, but it was still useless.

Bei Mingwen frowned, and suddenly said: "There should be suppression here."

If not, why can't they even break through the stone pestle with the cultivation of the two of them?

Wei Ziqi probed a bit, then said: "The spiritual flow in the body is not smooth, there must be some suppression."

Duan Juechen looked at the stone pestle, and suddenly let go of Lin Wanjiang's hand.

He said lightly: "Let's rest first, adjust your breath for a while."

Bei Mingwen nodded, and sat beside Wei Ziqi to meditate.

If there is suppression in this cave, they still need to adjust the breath meridian to release it.

Lin Wanjiang was very tired and felt that the spiritual flow was not smooth, so she meditated with the two to adjust their breath.

It didn't take a moment for all three of them to fall into samadhi, their thoughts sank into the lake of their hearts without any interference.

Seeing this, Duan Juechen quietly stepped forward, groping for the stone pestle with his palm.

Spiritual flow suddenly flowed from the fingertips, and the ink-colored silk thread was mixed with blood red.

The Absolute Spirit Formation rose up, covering up the strong demonic energy, and no one noticed the abnormality.

The demon quietly infiltrated into the crevice of the stone, and the blood-red thread lingered in it.

When the young man raised his eyes, his light brown eyes turned red, and the devilish energy in the Absolute Spirit Formation shot up to the sky.

A whisper, very light and slow: "Broken..."

There was a loud bang, and the three people who were adjusting their breath opened their eyes at the same time.

The light in the cave was dim, and Duan Juechen was standing aside, with dust blown up by gravel under his feet.

Lin Wanjiang threw a spiritual fire talisman, and when everyone raised their eyes through the dim light, they saw two people huddled next door.

Mu Qianzheng subconsciously raised her hand to protect Yuan Yijin in her arms.

The splashed gravel splashed blood on the young man's arm, but Yuan Yijin was unscathed.

"Ah Qian!" Hearing Wei Ziqi's voice, Mu Qian suddenly let go.

Yuan Yijin was suddenly pushed away and almost fell into the gravel beside him.

Just when he was about to scold someone, he saw Mu Qian was covered in blood, and wanted to throw himself into Wei Ziqi's arms.

Seeing that the boy's arm was dripping with blood, he swallowed back the words he wanted to curse.

Just now he was standing beside the stone pedestal, if not for Mu Qian's protection, his face would have been ruined.

Bei Mingwen stepped forward quickly, grabbed Mu Qian by the collar, and told him to stand far away.

Mu Qian felt unwilling, and said in a low voice: "Master, I'm hurt."

Wei Ziqi's heart ached, she tore Bei Mingwen's clothes with her backhand, and helped the boy bandage the wound.

With a sound of tearing, Beiming was stunned and looked at Wei Ziqi displeased.

Wei Ziqi had no time to take care of him, and while helping Mu Qian bandage up, she muttered:

"You don't know how to hide, did you break it?"

Mu Qian shook his head: "Our spiritual power has been suppressed."

Bei Mingwen felt strange, looked up at Duan Juechen, and suddenly asked:

"Ah Chen broke it?"

Duan Juechen shook his head, and said lightly: "It's not me, and I don't know."

Bei Mingwen carefully inspected the surroundings, and after a while, he suddenly said:

"Forget it, let's continue looking for the snake lady."

As soon as he finished speaking, he took another look at Duan Juechen, and seeing that the young man was still calm, he looked away.

He sensed a hint of devilish energy, and a subtle yin energy, but he didn't know where it came from.

Let's treat it as a remnant in this cave first, because the members of the Duan family don't need to cultivate demons, let alone cultivate ghosts.

Everyone talked separately, but Lin Wanjiang sat aside.

His spiritual power had been overdrawn, and most of it was suppressed, and his face became paler and paler.

Duan Juechen stepped forward, and before Lin Wanjiang could refuse, he carried him on his back.

Lin Wanjiang was shocked, just about to struggle when he heard the young man say:

"Senior brother, don't be brave. If you meet the snake lady, Ah Chen is weak and needs the protection of senior brother."

Hearing this, Lin Wanjiang finally closed her eyes and adjusted her breath, hoping to recover her spiritual power quickly.

After the boy finished speaking, a smile appeared on his lips.

Secretly mobilizing the spiritual flow in the body, all entered Lin Wanjiang's body.

After everyone rested, Bei Mingwen led Wei Ziqi to lead the battle.

Yuan Yijin forcibly supported Mu Qian, while Duan Juechen followed behind with Lin Wanjiang on his back.

They followed Lin Wanjiang's directions, hoping to find Snake Lady quickly.

When several people went deep into the dangerous situation, Yu Qingfeng was sitting on the futon and silently reciting the meditation mantra.

He still avoided it and didn't let the boy kiss him.

Yan Changan felt lost but didn't say anything, just lying on the table and looking sideways at Yu Qingfeng.

He promised this person that he would listen to him in everything in the future, and if he didn't want to, he wouldn't force him.

The room was silent, only the chirping of cicadas could be heard, and some noisy people disturbed their minds.

Yu Qingfeng couldn't calm down, worried about Lin Wanjiang in his heart, and was also irritated by the current situation.

Yan Chang'an's wedding is a certainty, Yan Guanshan has always been assertive, and says what he says.

But he still has to double cultivate with this young man, even if he gets married, nothing will change.

Qin Ruoyi is a good girl, regardless of status or appearance, she is a good match with Yan Chang'an.

If it weren't for this accident, Yan Chang'an would not have resisted like this, so he must be happy at this time.

The young man didn't know what he was thinking, but saw Yu Qingfeng frowning tightly.

She quietly stepped forward, suddenly squatted down, and hugged his waist behind her.

Yu Qingfeng opened his eyes, but didn't push them away, he was a little cold and the young man's chest happened to be hot.

A whisper came from my ear: "Brother Yu, why do you want to recite the meditation mantra?"

Seeing this mouth shape, he knew what Yu Qingfeng was thinking.

Those beautiful thin lips opened and closed, attracting evil thoughts.

Yu Qingfeng said lightly: "Summer night is sultry, but calmness makes you cool."

The young man curled his lips into a smile, and said again: "But your body is not hot at all."

After finishing speaking, he rubbed Cengyu Qingfeng's neck, which was as cold and tender as the best mutton fat jade.

The warm breath continued to spray, and his mind became more and more restless.

Yuqing said calmly: "Chang'an, go to meditate and get rid of evil thoughts."

Hearing this, Yan Chang'an suddenly tightened his arms and shook his head lightly.

He laughed and said, "When Chang'an saw Elder Yu, his heart was full of evil thoughts, no matter how much he meditated, it was useless."

The inner demon entangled his heart, urging the root of emotion to grow, and he had long forgotten to listen to this person.

Hearing this, Yu Qingfeng's heart trembled, and then jumped chaotically.

These words were really bold and frivolous, if Meng Lang heard about them in the past, he would definitely reprimand them.

The young man squinted at him, and his fingertips wrapped around the black hair on his temples, winding and twirling thinly.

Every time he circled around, he would touch his cheek, making his jade-like face blush.

Yu Qingfeng felt something was wrong, Yan Changan was pure and would never use such means.

Looking sideways, a cold sweat broke out instantly.

The boy's previously pitch-black pupils turned blood red again.

There was a whisper in the ear, the voice was full of evil: "Yu Qingfeng, I always miss you."

As soon as the words fell, Yu Qingfeng was shocked and pushed Yan Chang'an away violently.

The magic weapon suddenly melted out, a long sword with a bright white body.

March peaches are engraved on the scabbard, and the flowers are in full bloom.

He stood by the door with a long sword in his hand, looking at the young man with vigilance in his eyes.

Yan Chang'an stood up quickly, stroked the hem of his clothes, and raised his red pupils full of evil spirits.

He looked at Yu Qingfeng, and said again: "Brother Yu, why did you push me?"

The voice was still familiar, but the tone was playful.

Yu Qingfeng's fingertips trembled slightly, he raised his sword and asked, "Who are you?"

Yan Chang'an tilted his head, and said again: "I am Chang'an, your little lover."

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly laughed out loud, looking at Yu Qingfeng with disdain in his eyes.

Yu Qingfeng's eyes trembled, and her fingertips quietly formed seals.

This person is definitely not Yan Chang'an, it should be the demon sealed in his body, the former master of the demon world.

He wondered in his heart why Yan Chang'an was controlled, since there was obviously not much devil energy in his body.

This is tantamount to seizing the house, but it can't last long. If there is a battle, he still has a chance of winning.

Yan Chang'an noticed his movements, and said again:

"If you do it, you little lover will die together with this deity."

After finishing speaking, he suddenly raised his hand to strangle his throat, and looked at Yu Qingfeng with an evil smile.

Several people walked forward all the way, it was difficult to distinguish day and night in the cave, and they only felt that they had walked for a long time.

Suddenly, I saw a figure standing in front of me, but I couldn't see his true face when he was trapped in the shadow.

Yuan Yijin suddenly shouted: "Brother! I'm here!"

As soon as the man turned his head, he immediately walked towards the group of people, with a look of anxiety in his dull eyes.

As it was approaching, I suddenly saw Bei Mingwen and Wei Ziqi.

Yuan Sijin was slightly surprised, then nodded coldly.

And as a greeting, he walked directly to Yuan Yijin's side and looked him up and down for a while.

"Where have you been?" he asked.

Yuan Yijin hurriedly let go of Mu Qian, walked towards Yuan Sijin and asked:

"I still want to ask where you have been? We are following behind, and you are nowhere to be seen as soon as we look up."

Yuan Sijin didn't answer the words, but raised his hand and it was a bunch of palm flames.

Inside the cave, there was only the faint light of the spirit fire talisman, but now it is much brighter.

Yuan Sijin said calmly: "Do you know why this formation is?"

After all, lead everyone to look forward.

Lin Wanjiang heard the words, got off Duan Juechen's back, and approached slowly for a closer inspection.

Everyone raised their eyes, seeing a huge platform.

The sound of water can be heard in the ear, and the fishy smell can be smelled when you get close.

Looking up, the crimson liquid was slowly flowing around the high platform.

There is death all over here.

Lin Wanjiang raised his eyes, and there were several tall stone pillars standing around the stone platform, with strange runes engraved on them, which were difficult to understand.

There is an iron chain on each of the stone pillars, rusty and dark brown, and the chains are connected to the center of the stone platform.

Lin Wanjiang felt familiar, but couldn't remember it for a while.

He should have seen this formation before, in the ancient books collected by Yu Qingfeng.

Just waiting to think about it, I suddenly heard the sound of chains, the surrounding wind gusts, and the pool of blood suddenly rolled...

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