After transmigrating into a waste wood in the world of cultivating immortals, I bound the demon king

"Master Master... let us go..."

The disciples of Zixia Sect were trapped in the black mist. In the black mist, it seemed as if there were threads seeping into their bodies, draining the vitality from their bodies little by little. The trapped disciples could only howl loudly and watch helplessly. Become a puppet yourself.

Dao Hong ignored the pleadings of his disciples and turned them into puppets one after another. The blood-red skulls in the air became darker and darker.

"Junior Sister Leng, I'm here to save you!" Two white figures flew over with swords, and saw Luo Heng's Yunxiao Sword slashing towards the black cloud that trapped Leng Qingning. Unexpectedly, this small black cloud was so hard, he The tiger's mouth went numb and he took several steps back.

When the leader of Qingyuan saw this, he was so angry that he cursed: "I'm so angry. Didn't you run away? Why did you come back?"

Luo Heng said with a firm expression: "The real leader, the sect is in trouble, the mainland is in crisis, Luo Heng cannot sit idly by and ignore it."

Qingyuan was so angry that his chest felt tight, but at the same time he was a little relieved.

"Luo Heng, be careful!" A blood-red skull attacked Luo Heng from behind. Fu Qing pushed him away, but unexpectedly he was trapped by the black mist.

"Fu Qing!" Luo Heng stepped forward to save him. Unexpectedly, more than a dozen small blood-red skeletons entangled him and bit the Yunxiao Sword in his hand.

Another dozen or so blood-red skeletons took the opportunity to attack Luo Heng's back.

"Senior Brother Luo Heng, be careful!" Lu Ming descended from the sky and pushed away the attacking red skeleton with his sword. The hand holding the sword was numb from the shock.

The blood-red skeleton was no longer satisfied with people like the Zixia Sect and the Demon Clan. It opened its bloody mouth and spewed out countless small red skeletons with terrible shapes, flying to various places at the foot of Dongmen Mountain.

"No, this evil spirit has gone out. If it is not stopped in time, the entire Tianyun City will be poisoned by him!" Qingyuan just broke free from the black mist and flew out, but was besieged by dozens of small red skeletons spat out by the bloody skeleton.

While dealing with these difficult little red skeletons, he helped the Fox King and others get out of trouble.

"Brothers, we must stop this guy from absorbing more power. It is getting stronger too fast. If this continues, all of us will be killed by it!"

"Senior Qingyuan, don't worry, I will summon other monsters in the clan to come and help!"

Head Qingyuan led the leaders of the demon tribes to fly into the air. Powerful power burst out from their bodies. The spiritual energy between the sky and the earth rotated rapidly. The wind rustled. Countless dazzling beams of light penetrated the black mist and converged together, illuminating the entire sky. They all attacked the Blood Lotus.

"How dare a group of ants challenge me and seek death!" The red skull opened and closed its mouth, and a huge skeleton hand appeared out of thin air and grabbed it.

The bloody giant skeleton scratched through the spiritual light beam with its hand and struck it downwards with its backhand.

Qingyuan and the demon clan fell from mid-air. He looked at the bloody skeleton with a blank expression, his eyes full of shock.

"You're not from this continent. Could it be that you're from nowhere?"

"Hehehe~ I didn't expect that there are people in this small place down there who know how to hide from the sky. Now that you have discovered it, I will leave you alone!"

The blood lotus bloomed in a beautiful arc, and the dazzling red light struck like sharp swords. Countless wounds were quickly opened on the bodies of Qingyuan and others, and blood suddenly gushed out like a fountain, and they all fell to the ground.

With trembling hands, Qingyuan took out the jade slip of the Thousand Miles Sound Transmission and asked for help from people from all over the continent.

"The evil spirit from outside the territory is attacking. Dao Hong colludes with the evil spirit from outside the territory to harm the people. He also invites experts from all parties to come to Zixia Sect for assistance!" Golden fireworks exploded, and at the same time, an urgent message for help spread to every corner of the continent. .

The monks who were rushing on the street or watching the excitement were attacked by red skeletons that suddenly appeared.

Countless red skulls floated on the street at the foot of the mountain in the blink of an eye. The temperature suddenly dropped, a gloomy wind came, the sky was shrouded in a rich layer of black, and a manic and gloomy atmosphere filled the air. "This...what is this?"

A male cultivator looked at the small red skull floating in front of him suspiciously. He pulled out his sword and slashed at the red skull.

Unexpectedly, his sword broke with a 'click'.

"What's going on?" The male cultivator didn't notice at all. The little red skull jumped on his neck and bit him hard at lightning speed.

"what!--"

"This ghost thing keeps cutting no matter how hard it is! Look, the source must be the big skeleton on the Zixia Sect!" Everyone looked at it one after another.

"The evil spirit from outside the territory is attacking. Dao Hong colludes with the evil spirit from outside the territory to harm the people. He also invites experts from all sides to come to Zixia Sect for assistance!"

The jade slips on the waists of countless monks became hot, and the sound spread thousands of miles to every corner of the continent.

"No, this is a thousand-mile sound transmission jade slip that will only be released when an absolute disaster strikes. If there is an evil spirit from outside the territory, let's go help quickly!"

At this moment, the monks with high cultivation level were rushing to the top of Zixia Sect. They no longer cared about the battle between humans and demons. In the face of the attack of evil spirits from outside the territory, the grievances between humans and demons seemed insignificant.

Leng Qingning and Yan Ci were held side by side in mid-air. The power of this black mist was extremely weird. No matter what she tried, she could not break free completely. If it was cut off, countless black mist would reappear. It seemed that she could only Let’s start with this huge red skull.

Suddenly, the strong smell of blood hit her face, Dao Hong looked ferocious, and his eyes looked at her with a cruel and sinister look.

"It was you who killed my Xuan'er. I want to keep your consciousness and let you remain a puppet for the rest of your life. You can watch yourself being tortured and you want to die but can't."

Leng Qingning felt her body becoming stiffer and stiffer, but her conscious body could not control it.Dao Hong pulled her away from the black fog and suspended her in mid-air.

"Click"

A ray of sword light struck from behind, and Dao Hong suddenly looked horrified. The countless threads that penetrated Leng Qingning's body were cut off by the sword. She suddenly fell into a broad embrace. Yan Ci held her waist and forced Dao Hong back. .

He slashed his sword to his side again, cutting off the threads controlled by Lin Yuan.

Linyuan said: "Thank you, Lord Demon King, for saving my life!"

"It's you, you evil beast, who ruined my good deeds again. I'll kill you!" Dao Hong looked crazy, with black energy lingering around his body. Countless blood-red skeletons were floating in the air and rushing toward him. His black hair turned snow-white and was flying messily.

"Hide now. Linyuan helps me keep an eye on her. If anything happens to her, I'll ask you."

Dao Hong absorbed more and more power, and his strength quickly grew stronger. Leng Qingning's back felt like a mountain was pressing down on him, his legs trembled unconsciously, and a sweet smell spurted out of his mouth.

Yan Ci injected a spiritual power into her body, and the suppressed feeling finally became better.

At this moment, countless figures flew from the sky in the distance, and masters of cultivating immortals from all over the mainland were seen flying towards them one after another with swords.

Among these masters are monks from the four major sects, masters from aristocratic families, casual cultivators and demons, all gathered together at this moment.

When they saw Dao Hong controlling the black mist, absorbing the spiritual power of the disciples into the blood lotus, and absorbing innocent people and feeding them back to the huge skeleton in the air, the ground was littered with corpses, and the ground was dyed red with blood, and they were all furious.