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

When the Icefield Sky-Swallowing Python realized something was wrong and struggled violently, the densely woven electric grid emitted a dazzling white light, and there was a burning smell in the air.

Seeing that huge body turned into a pile of black charcoal, Leng Qingning dug out its demon elixir and collected the Icefield Sky-Swallowing Python in the space. This high-level demon beast is full of treasures and can be sold for a good price. Price.

She quickly and carefully picked off the colorful ice lotus and put it into the white jade box specially used to store elixirs. The essence of the colorful ice lotus lies in the seven colored lotus seeds. She then picked off the lotus root hidden in the river.

Its petals and lotus roots can also be used as medicine, and the petals and rhizomes of the colorful ice lotus are used as medicinal ingredients for several elixirs.

Just as she turned around to leave, there were sounds of fighting not far away. These people's steps were messy, and they must have been injured.

Listening to this voice, still approaching her, Leng Qingning frowned slightly.

Right now, it's impossible to leave quickly.

Leng Qingning's figure flashed and quickly disappeared from the spot, hiding in a lush ancient tree nearby, which just happened to wrap up her petite body.

After she disappeared, Ji Shaoyu, Shao Shang and several Shenyang Sect disciples were attacked by a large group of black mist. The conditions of the Shenyang Sect disciples did not look good, and they were all scarred.

Among them, the man supported by Shao Shang was the most seriously injured. There was a blood hole in his abdomen, and a large amount of blood flowed out, staining his white clothes red.

Leng Qingning, who was hiding in the ancient tree, was a little surprised when she saw this. Ji Shaoyu was still in the early stage of distraction and was the stronger among these disciples. Who could hurt them so seriously?
"What should I do, senior brother? Yuan Che's injury can't be delayed any longer. We need to find a place to heal him."

A round-faced female cultivator in green clothes anxiously put the elixir into the mouth of the injured disciple. The injured disciple's face was pale due to excessive blood loss.

"Why is this happening? Why can't the wound be healed even though I've taken so many powerful medicines?" This weird thing, the medicine seems to have lost its effect in front of it.

"What are the origins of these damn weird things? They can't be killed, so why are they still chasing us?" Shaoshang's arm was scratched by the weird black mist, and the wound was faintly black.

"I heard it calls itself the Resentment Demon. It seems to feed specifically on people's resentment. The wounds it causes cannot be healed. This thing is very weird. We'd better be careful."

Ji Shaoyu's arms trembled slightly. This was the sequelae of excessive fatigue. They had been hunted by these things for a whole day and night. They had cut off countless tentacles of resentful demons with their hands, and their bodies were already exhausted.

Ji Shaoyu looked a little tired and said: "I have already sent a message to the sect. The sect is trying to find a way to send people into the secret realm to support. Before that, we must unite with other major sects and cultivating families to deal with it, otherwise there will only be More and more people are being poisoned by it.”

The female nun in the yellow dress next to Shaoshang said: "Elder brother, you don't have to worry about this. I have already contacted other people and told them about the resentful demon. Now if we meet each other, please try to stick together as much as possible."

Shao Shang breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Jingjing is still thoughtful."

However, the next second, when he saw the black air surrounding him, he couldn't hold back the smile on his face.

They saw that the resentful demon who had been left behind by them was catching up again.

This damn guy kept pressing on them step by step and refused to let them go.

"Jie Jie Jie~"

"Little kids, I'm so easy to find. You don't really think it's so easy to get rid of me, do you?"

Hearing a gloomy voice, Leng Qingning was huddled on the tree trunk with her arms folded, wondering when these people would leave, but she didn't expect to encounter this ghost thing again.

"It's you again!" Bai Daoyun covered the terrible bloody hole in his abdomen and stared at the red eyes in the black mist.

The enemy was extremely jealous when they met, and the forest was surrounded by thick black smoke.The black mist turned into a human shape, stretched out countless tentacles, and attacked them.

"Jingjing, Xiyun, you two protect Junior Brother Bai, and leave this grudge to us to deal with."

Su Jingjing is an alchemist and is not good at fighting. Xiyun was also seriously injured by the black fog monster and is not suitable for fighting.The two of them had no objections to the elder brother's arrangement.

Among the eight people in their group, three injured Bai Daoyun were protected in the center.

It was originally a sunny day, but in an instant, it turned into darkness.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk~ You little kids are dishonest, and you even engage in sneak attacks. Don't think that I can't notice it if you are hiding in the dark~"

The black mist turned into a dark tentacle and drew it towards the dense towering ancient branches on the side.

Under the surprised gazes of the Shenyang Sect's group, they saw the ordinary-looking woman in green clothes. She opened the golden folding fan in her hand, cut off the black tentacles, and landed lightly on the ground.

Several people were immediately shocked, and unconsciously moved closer to each other, looking at her warily.

This person has been hiding here for so long, but none of them noticed it, and they didn't know whether he was an enemy or a friend.

However, when the woman turned around, Ji Shaoyu and Shao Shang couldn't help but said in surprise: "It's you!" "It's you!"

They knew that this female cultivator wanted to gain, but the masters all had tempers. They were not related to each other, so why would this female help them?

"Senior Brother, Second Senior Brother, do you know her?" Several disciples of Shenyang Sect breathed a sigh of relief. It's not like they are enemies.

"We had a relationship once," Ji Shaoyu said.

The most fortunate thing in Shao Shang's heart was that he did not take action against those casual cultivators at that time.

Unexpectedly, the moment the black mist saw him, he showed a greedy and enjoying expression, and couldn't help but moan in a low and hoarse voice: "What a nourishing soul~"

"Grudge, my favorite grievance. I didn't expect that there are souls with such strong grievance in this world!"

This was the second time she heard the resentment demon say that the soul in her body was resentful. Leng Qingning couldn't help but frown. She didn't notice anything strange about her body, and she didn't know where the resentment in the soul came from?

"Hehe~ So many souls~"

At this moment, three more black shadows flew over not far away, and everyone's faces turned pale again.

"Senior, we are facing a formidable enemy. What do you think, why don't we work together to repel the enemy?" Ji Shaoyu looked at her sincerely.

Leng Qingning nodded lightly, and these people breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

The countless black tentacles around them were impatient and released their octopus-like black tentacles one after another, forming a dark cage above everyone, trapping them tightly in it.

Ji Shaoyu and Shao Shang walked in unison, and simultaneously slashed two sharp red and blue sword energies towards the tentacles in mid-air.

Two of the dark tentacles were cut off and condensed again in an instant.