After reading the mind of Sword and Spirit, I brought all the grievances in my family and went crazy

Yan Shuo was silent for a while, and finally sighed, accepting the ending.

"That's all, they are already here anyway, it doesn't matter which sect they come from."

It was at this moment that Zhou Huaian could intervene and ask him where this place was.

Yan Shuo took a deep breath and said,

"This is the holy land of demons, Senluo Hell."

"Sen Luo Hell?"

Zhou Huaian had never heard of this place, but he was a little confused.

"Since it is a holy land of demons, why was it easily opened by a little demon general?"

Yan Shuo leaned back, somewhat gritting his teeth.
"Of course it's because the demons have been planning for a long time. Since the Demon Queen came to power, the twelve demon generals under her have all signed contracts with Senluo Hell with their souls. Whenever they see me, the genius of the human race, they start blood sacrifices and want to kill people. Pull down the water."

Zhou Huaian listened with understanding,

"No wonder. So after opening the Senluo Hell, the witch's soul will also dissipate?"

"The soul dissipates and its body turns into a puppet."

Yan Shuo nodded and sneered,
"The fallen immortal from this demon clan is very capable."

Use the soul breath of a demon general to exchange for a master from another race, and then get a high-level puppet for free, achieving multiple things with one stone!
"Now that you've entered this place, don't even think about getting out."

Yan Shuo sighed, suddenly feeling a little sad again.

"I don't know what's going on with my child now. After Wei'er died, I searched all over Cangwu's fourteen continents and couldn't find a way to resurrect her. But I heard what you said, but my Du'er woke up. But after so many years, I haven’t even looked at him.”

Zhou Huaian looked around and found that this place was not closed, but had many corridors extending in all directions. He comforted him and said,
"Don't be discouraged, we might see you soon."

Yan Shuo didn't believe it at all.

"Once you enter this miserable place, don't even think about getting out."

Zhou Huaian formed a seal with his fingertips, released dozens of paper figurines, and probed deeper into the corridor, "How will you know if you don't try?"

Yan Shuo leaned against the wall and muttered,

"If you can take me out or let me see my son, I won't even take the seat of the head of the Blood Fiend Sect, and will give it to you."

Hearing this, Zhou Huaian paused.

He turned around and looked at Yan Shuo,

"really?"

Yan Shuo was quite disdainful.

"A man keeps his word!"

Before Zhou Huaian could say anything, he heard footsteps coming from the other end of the corridor——

Yan Du came out from the depths of the corridor carrying Tang Yanchu on his back. The moment he saw Zhou Huaian, his eyes flashed with light and he said in surprise,
"I knew it was you just by looking at the paper man. Are you the only one here?"

The next moment, his eyes fell on Yan Shuo, and a look of doubt flashed in his eyes.
"This uncle looks a bit familiar."

Yan Shuo took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and began to recite the mantra to clear his mind, muttering to himself as he recited it,

"I must have been too impatient when practicing a few days ago, so I had hallucinations."

"Illusions are all illusions."

Zhou Huaian: "."

He originally thought they were the father of a tiger and the son of a dog, but he didn't expect that they were of the same blood. He finally understood why Yandu was so smart.

Yan Du stared at Yan Shuo for a long time, almost forgetting that Tang Yanchu was dying on his back, and completely forgot why he was so surprised when he saw Zhou Huaian just now.
"Do you think this person looks a bit like me?" (End of Chapter)