Amnesiac Long Aotian's Cannon Fodder Master [Transmigration Book]

Lin Qingheng was mobilizing his devilish energy to check the situation, and the Lord of Demonic Desire over there smiled excitedly: "This is a high-grade magic-fixing pill, it is really not a waste to use it against you, you can have fun in the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons Bar."

After finishing speaking, the torrential demon energy came out from his palm, and Ji Wuren was the first to block Lin Qingheng. The two of them were pushed to the nearest crack by the master of the Hall of Demon Desire, and the dense and sharp wind blades went straight towards Lin Qingheng's back. Come on.

When Lin Qingheng heard about the magic fixation pill, it was not good. This is a kind of medicine that suppresses the cultivation base. It is specially used to deal with demon cultivators. It is divided into three types: low-level, middle-level and high-level. Repair, the effect is stronger.

"Demon-fixing pill?! Master of Demonic Desire, what are you doing?" The disciple on the side said angrily, even in Lin Qingheng's heyday, he might not come out without any damage. Narrow escape?

Quan Pu smiled: "If you are worried, why don't everyone go in and help." He raised his eyes and squinted at the disciples who were glaring at them, and said without hesitation.

Ji Wuren resisted the demonic energy of the Lord of Demonic Desire, but this time he felt that he was not as strenuous as in the Great Ruins, and his cultivation seemed to have improved a lot.

Lin Qingheng and him faced back to back against the overwhelming wind blades as they got closer. After a while, it was obvious that his cultivation base was rapidly suppressed, and he was almost unable to deal with these small wind blades.

Really, if you don't have some real skills, you still think I'm so easy to bully?

He performed the exercises, and in the depths of the inner mansion, a dark and alluring magic flower slowly bloomed, and the blackness faded as the flowers and leaves swayed, turning into a pure and flawless white flower.

Lin Qingheng raised his hand, and threw out a long silver whip. The whole body of the long whip was silvery white, filled with immortal energy, and instantly extended dozens of times.

Lin Qingheng threw the silver whip between Ji Wuren and the Lord of Demon Desire with his backhand. When the magic energy between the two met the immortal energy, it was like ice meeting fire, and instantly melted without a trace.

Everyone was stunned, and saw the long whip wrapped around the Lord of Demon Desire, and with another flick, the Lord of Demon Desire was ruthlessly thrown in front of a seal crack in the Valley of Myriad Demons, and was sucked in in a blink of an eye.

And Ji Wuren and Lin Qingheng also disappeared into the crack at the same time.

All the people outside were stunned. They didn't expect that Lin Qingheng, a demon cultivator, would actually have the Wuhen Whip from the fairy world on his body. If the magic cultivator activated the Wuhen Whip, he would burn himself greatly.

Quan Pu's face changed a few times, and he turned his head and left in silence.

Besides, after Lin Qingheng and Ji Wuren entered the crack, Ji Wuren hugged Lin Qingheng instinctively to help him block the wind blade. The strong wind from all directions in the crack made him unable to stabilize his figure at all, and his fingers barely touched Lin Qingheng's clothes. The sleeve was pushed away by the strong wind.

Immediately afterwards, a sense of weightlessness came, and Ji Wuren couldn't grasp Lin Qingheng, his heart beat wildly in an instant, and his empty fingers tightened suddenly.

When Lin Qingheng was on the ground, he looked up and saw that he had already entered the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons.

In the Valley of Myriad Demons, the sky is composed of a thick layer of demonic energy, and you can only vaguely see the situation a little distance ahead - as far as your eyes can see, weeds are overgrown and demonic energy is everywhere.This is the same as entering a gas chamber for a fairy cultivator.

Just now, Lin Qingheng used the Fierce Cold Demon Flower to transform part of his demonic energy into immortal energy, and took out a traceless whip from the fairy world, and then he cheated the Lord of Demon Desire.

But now he has become a weak demon cultivator, maybe even Ji Wuren can't beat him, if it wasn't for the Fierce Cold Demon Flower, he would have been in danger.

He looked around and saw that it was truly dark, with the faint sound of howling ghosts and wolves coming from afar.There is a circular hole not far ahead, and the magic energy gushes out of the hole like steam - this place is simply hell...

Not knowing what happened to Ji Wuren, Lin Qingheng thought of the "little conch earphones" that were not affected by regions and distances, tapped the earphones in his ears, and injected a little magic energy.

On Ji Wuren's side, after he fell into the Valley of Myriad Demons, before he had time to look around, he heard a voice, "Come here, come here..."

Ji Wuren suddenly raised his head, who is it?However, when he listened carefully again, the voice disappeared again, as if it was just his illusion before.

Ji Wuren frowned, looking around, he found that he had a faint disgust for this Valley of Ten Thousand Demons in his heart, he couldn't explain it, as if something bad had happened to him here.

He shook his head to throw out the messy things, worried about Lin Qingheng.He knew about the Immobilization Pill, and he had read it recently from a book. The current master has suppressed most of his cultivation, and it is too dangerous to be alone.

The Valley of Ten Thousand Devils didn't scare him much, but the loss of contact with his master made him very anxious. Fortunately, Lin Qingheng's voice quickly reached his ears.

"Wu Ren, are you there?"

It's a little conch!Forget about this!

"Master, where are you? I'll look for you, you wait for me to go there." Ji Wuren said hastily.

"We should have been teleported to different places. It's okay to be a teacher. Then the magic pill will not make me a useless person. I have other means. Don't worry, you should be careful."

"Really? There are many great demons in the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons, let me go find you, I, I am very worried about you..."

Lin Qingheng suddenly felt that Ji Wuren was like a restless little animal, looking for his embrace in a panic, afraid that he would run away, so he softened his voice: "Don't be afraid, as a teacher, there is a way, those demon souls can't deal with it." I cause damage, but you should be careful to avoid those big demons, your current cultivation base cannot support frequent tattooing, if you can not open tattoos when your life is not in danger, try not to open tattoos, understand, let's choose a place to meet."

Ji Wuren listened to his instructions, his heartbeat slowly calmed down, and he was relieved after confirming that Lin Qingheng was not afraid of those demon souls.

Lin Qingheng scolded with a smile: "Okay, don't be naughty, you still need to worry about being a teacher? Being a teacher is not as weak as you think, the mere magic pill is like completely 'fixing' me? Isn't it underestimating the teacher? .”

"Then you have to let me know the situation on your side all the time. If you are in danger, I will go to rescue you no matter what."

Lin Qingheng leisurely walked past the two little demon souls who were so frightened that they knelt on the ground and did not dare to move. He just tried to absorb a few low-level demon souls with the Fierce Cold Demon Flower, and it felt good, so he let them go. Yan smiled: "Okay."

"Master, where shall we meet?"

Lin Qingheng was silent for a while before saying: "Yinling Mountain, that's where you stayed in the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons for three years."

Ji Wuren paused, his pupils shrank slightly, and he raised his hand to press his forehead.

Hearing the name of the mountain, there were sharp pains in the depths of his mind, and some dark memory fragments emerged, gradually changing from blurred to clear. In the memory fragments, the dark sky, the screams from afar and the reality in front of him Combined, Ji Wuren suddenly didn't know where he was.

In the sharp pain, he saw a person with a pale face and disheveled hair, sitting on a bare mountain top, his eyes were empty and indifferent.

Is this a memory from that year?This person, is he?

"No Blade? What's the matter, why don't you speak?"

Ji Wuren pulled out his mind in an instant, those memory fragments fell silent, and those godless eyes pierced his heart fiercely.

"Well, it's nothing..." Ji Wuren instinctively didn't want Lin Qingheng to know about himself, so he immediately shifted his attention, but he really heard something, "There seems to be someone in front."

A terrified voice came from not far from the left side of the front: "Ah! There is a big demon, help, is there anyone!"

At the same time, a voice shouted: "Ahhhh! It's the demon cultivator! Help, that demon cultivator has come in!"

The voice was extremely hoarse and unpleasant, and his throat seemed to have been ground. Shouting like this was torture to the ears. Even Lin Qingheng on the other end of the "earphones" frowned.

After calling, everyone was taken aback at the same time, what's going on?

Ji Wuren touched over there carefully.

The hoarse voice paused, and said to himself: "Huh? This person is not that demon cultivator... Then I'll call a fart, embarrassing, bah bah bah."

Everyone: "..."

That person... or that demon soul's figure skyrocketed into a swollen pig's head, and he said the correct lines: "Hahahaha that's great, it's been a long time since a new living person fell in, I've been waiting for so long Finally got one!"

The man looked like a teenager, his face was flushed, he didn't know if he was angry or he felt that he was too unmanly like that just now: "...Are you here to make a joke? How could this young master die for someone like you...You In the hands of this monster, I will kill you! Ah—kill—"

Ji Wuren hid his figure and watched from the side. The boy was just startled and didn't react. Now that he came back to his senses, he quickly found that this demon soul was not strong. One person, one soul, ping-pong-pong, fought against each other for an incense stick of time. , beating and cursing at the same time, very lively.

Lin Qingheng couldn't help laughing out loud when he heard them fighting in full swing.

His deep laughter reached Ji Wuren's ear through the small microphone, and the slight vibration hit Ji Wuren's eardrum. Ji Wuren's ear moved and he rubbed his earlobe unconsciously.If someone was around, he would definitely find that his ear with the microphone was red and red.

After a long time, Lin Qingheng wanted Ji Wuren to go up and help out, and the boy hacked the demon soul to death.

After beheading the man, the young man's legs softened and he fell to the ground. He stroked his chest to comfort himself, panted for a long time, and said while panting, "I, Qu Mingzhi, a disciple of the Qingyuan Sect, the number one immortal sect in the fairy world, almost fell into the gutter. Seems like the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons is well-deserved of its reputation, hoo—it’s okay, don’t be afraid.”

When Lin Qingheng heard the name, he was very familiar with it. It was actually a character with a name and surname in the original book. He didn't expect to appear here, and immediately said: "Wu Ren, you can go with him, this person is not in danger."

Ji Wuren was taken aback, and asked: "Master, do you know him?"

Lin Qingheng: "I don't know him. I know who he is. The Qingyuan faction and I... Anyway, this person has some relationship with me."

Ji Wuren's heart moved, he had known the master for so long, and it was the first time he heard the master talk about his past, so he really wanted to ask, but now is obviously not a good time, so we can only talk about it later.

He waited for the young man to calm down, and deliberately made a slight sound of footsteps and walked over. The man jumped up like a frightened bird, and raised a gem-studded sword that could blind people's eyes to block in front of him: "Who? Is it a person? ghost?"