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

Although she is timid and afraid of death, and very greedy for money, a person must have a bottom line. If there is no bottom line at all, wouldn't she be a human being in vain?
Leng Qingning did good deeds without leaving her name, waved her hands and left gracefully.

Qi Yunting and the others who had just passed by Yun Shanshan's frantic pursuit swam over from the side of the pool in an extremely embarrassed manner. For some reason, there was a voice in his heart urging him to move forward quickly.

"Brother Yunting, I'm so tired~"

Zhiyu's body was weak and she was not good at fighting. The fierce woman just now almost killed them, but she managed to escape with great difficulty.

Qi Yunting ignored the tiredness on her face, and the voice in his heart kept urging him to hurry up.

Suddenly, the urging voice disappeared, and there was an inexplicable hollowness in his chest, as if he had lost something important.

This feeling made him uneasy.

He quickened his pace and walked forward quickly, leaving the four women behind him. Fire Spirit Butterfly looked at his leaving back with disdain in his eyes.

As for Zhiyu, her heart was full of sorrow, and she even felt a trace of resentment towards Qi Yunting.

She was obviously seriously injured and lost her own sister. Now that the murderer has not been caught, Brother Yun actually doesn't pity her at all.

When he came to the river, he found that there was nothing here. He immediately took two steps back and said with disbelief on his face: "How could this be? How could there be nothing?"

"Impossible, it's impossible!"

The dull pain in my heart became stronger again.

"Who is it? Who is going against me?" he asked with bloodshot eyes.

When the four girls came to the stream, they saw Qi Yunting stunned and muttering to himself.

Ling Yin and Fire Spirit Die looked at each other with speechless expressions in their eyes.

(Wait a minute, Xiao Yunzi, there is something strange in this river. Go down and have a look.)
After hearing Mr. Hong's reminder, Qi Yunting's originally decadent expression cheered up again.

"You guys all come down with me!"

The four women looked at each other, and a formation suddenly rolled up in the river. The four women followed him and sank into the bottom of the river, and the formation returned to calm.

A quarter of an hour later.

More than a dozen black mist surrounds this place.

The leader knew that the mist turned into a man in black who looked about thirty years old. The man's strength was unfathomable. The most eye-catching thing was the black swirl pattern printed on his forehead.

"The Lord has an order. There will be rewards for collecting those with the most grievances. Let's all act separately!"

"Yes!"

Countless black demons were wandering around under his orders, and the sky in the secret realm had changed color.

The man's nose twitched slightly, and his eyes lit up as he suddenly inhaled the breath in the air.

"What pure resentment, this is an excellent tonic!"

Just as he was tracking the scent, he suddenly stopped. No matter how hard he sniffed, he could never find the target.

The man in black stood by the river and said, "It's strange, why did the resentment suddenly disappear? Where did the person go?"

Since Qi Yunting had just entered the secret passage under the pool, his heart suddenly shrank and beat violently, and there was an inexplicable creeping feeling behind him, as if he had just missed death. "Brother Yun, why do you look so ugly suddenly?"

Zhiyu's weak body broke into his arms, and Qi Yunting showed a hint of warmth.

Yu'er was still considerate, unlike Yue'er who was becoming more and more stupid. He was hurt and didn't know how to come to comfort her.

"Nothing, let's go in"

(You are really lucky to have found this secret passage. You were almost discovered by those scary guys just now)

Qi Yunting was shocked and asked secretly in his mind.

(Mr. Hong, who are those guys you are talking about?)
(Those terrible guys, called resentful demons, specialize in feeding on human resentment. As long as there is resentment in the world, they will remain immortal...)
Qi Yunting suddenly looked frightened when he heard Mr. Hong's news about the resentful demon.

This was really God's blessing that allowed him to escape the disaster.

However, it would be great if these resentful demons could be subdued and used by him. It would definitely be an extremely powerful help.

At this moment, in the southwest corner of the secret realm, a group of monks from cultivating immortal families surrounded seven casual cultivators, approaching step by step with malicious eyes.

Judging from their clothes, they must be from the Xu family. The young boy leading them looks very similar to Xu Yizhou, and even the cruel look on his face is exactly the same.

"I advise you to be obedient and take out the things you got from the palace to avoid suffering. Otherwise, don't blame our men for being ruthless!"

"Why? We got this with great difficulty, why should we give it to you?" Jiang Feng clenched his fists, his face flushed with anger.

The Xu family is too shameless. They and the major cultivating forces all use their own abilities to find things in the secret realm.

Originally, he thought that as long as he stayed away from this group of people, he would be able to live in peace. However, he did not expect that these people had been squatting outside for a long time. As soon as they saw them coming out, they surrounded them.

"Just because you are a group of unknown casual cultivators, if you still want to live, just hand over your things obediently, otherwise you will be buried here!" Xu Yinuo raised his chin proudly and said in contempt.

Geng Xiaodong's eyes were red with anger and he said: "Kill us if you can, otherwise we will not hand over the treasure!"

All around were some family disciples passing by. Some of them stood aside to watch the fun, while others also coveted their treasures.

"This young master of the Xu family is getting more and more outrageous. He even snatched things with some casual cultivators." A man in green clothes crossed his arms and leaned against a nearby tree trunk with a piece of dogtail grass in his mouth.

"What, do you want to go over and help?" The male cultivator in blue next to him wiped the sword in his hand. He had sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, and his eyes were cold. The monks around him saw a trace of fear on his face and unconsciously agreed with him. To distance yourself.

Hearing what his companion said, he quickly spat out the dogtail grass in his mouth.

"Shao Yu, don't make fun of me anymore. I'm not related to them, so why would I take action for them?"

"By the way, guess what good things these casual cultivators got? How could they make the Xu family so angry?" Shao Shang came over with a wink.

"I don't want to guess, I'm not interested." Ji Shaoyu stood up, patted his sleeves and was about to leave. Unexpectedly, at this time, a sharp sword energy flew from not far away, making him stop inexplicably.

"You really won't give up until you reach the Yellow River. Since you guys are so tough-mouthed, I want you to know the consequences of offending our Xu family." Xu Yinuo pulled out the iron whip from his waist and hit Jiang Feng on the head.

Jiang Feng wanted to resist, but was suppressed by the spiritual power of the second elder of the Xu family. He knelt on the ground unable to resist, and could only watch the iron whip fall.

He suddenly looked desperate.

God, why do you treat them like this? What's wrong with them?