Dan Road Xianhua

Chapter 561 Entering the Magic Camp
Hand in hand, the mother and son flew across the moat into the Demon Realm in the dark night.

Qingyi spread her consciousness to check carefully, but there was no one on this side of the mountain, so the two simply entered the invisible flying fairy treasure.

Unlike Faxiu, Moxiu has an immortal weapon that can see through invisibility. Unless you meet a very rare Moxiu or Demon Emperor, it is safer to be invisible in the Demon Realm.

Flying over the mountains, the figure of the demon cultivator could be seen faintly in the jungle, it should be a patrolling monk.

Qingyi controlled Xianbao to continue to fly downwards, and what she saw were tents, which should be the resting place for magic cultivators, and there were dark lights floating outside the tents, which were forbidden by the formation.

In the area guarded by Lingtian Palace, there is also a formation restriction in the forest, so it is actually very difficult to sneak attack.

The two of them got out of the Flying Immortal Treasure, and used the invisibility technique to carefully stop behind a big tree, hoping that some magic cultivator would come here to patrol.

After waiting for an hour, the two finally came over and chatted softly while walking.

"I don't think there will be a sneak attack tonight, why don't we both earn money and rest?"

"No, Master Luo will punish us if he finds out."

"Why should we listen to the orders of the demons? They don't kill the enemy, but they command blindly behind."

"Keep your voice down! These days, it's not the ones with the strongest who have the final say!"

Qingyi was overjoyed, it turned out that there were Mozu people in this camp, and he was still a small leader, so he quickly sent a voice transmission with his spiritual sense:

"Yu'er, you advanced into my space fairy."

"Okay." Yu'er didn't ask why.

Qingyi carefully flew to the tree and soon entered the space, the space turned into a fine grain of dust that settled on the leaves, and fell gently with the breeze.

The control dust particles fell silently on the cuff of a magician with the wind.

The two magicians walked around and returned to the camp without finding anything unusual.

On the way back to the camp, I met two more monks who came to change the guard.

"I can finally go back to rest. Patrolling outside is not only boring, but also the most dangerous! Which cultivator do you think will come in with a lot of fanfare, so such patrols are useless?"

One of them complained quietly.

"You can't say that. If a large group of monks came to attack us, we would be the first to find out."

"It was also the first one to die. It's better to have a real knife and a gun to be more happy than to be in fear every day."

The two of them were talking and soon arrived near the big tent. There were no trees within ten thousand feet of this place, which had already been razed to the ground by the demon cultivator.

The two entered the tent, and there were two small tents inside the big tent, which should be the place where the leader rested.

There is a large space in the tent, and there are nearly a thousand demon cultivators gathered in the middle, most of them are meditating with their eyes closed, and there are also some chatting together in twos and threes.

"Changing of the guard?" Someone spoke to the two of them.

"Well, after another half a year, we can leave the border and return to the Northern Underworld Continent."

"Why do you want to return now that you rushed to come here?"

The person who spoke to him was a little puzzled.

"If you see too many casualties, of course you are worried about your own life. If you are not strong enough, it is safer to stay behind."

The moxiu who liked to complain sat down and lay on his back after finishing speaking, a speck of dust rolled down his cuff quietly, lying quietly beside him.

Qingyi and Yu'er stood in the space and watched everything in the tent through the exit.

"Mother, the nearly one hundred monks gathered over there should be from the Demon Race. Although there is nothing to be seen from the appearance, the color of the hair is slightly different when you look closely. It should be black later."

Yu'er quietly transmitted sound with her spiritual sense.

Qingyi thought of the Mozu people she saw in Tianxiang Continent. Their hair has many colors, blue, red, purple... In short, very few of them really have black hair.

"Well, I didn't expect so many people from the demons to come here! One of the two small camps should be the resting place for the leader of the demons."

Yu'er whispered: "Don't worry, just observe in the tent for a few days, and you will find a chance to meet the leader of the demon clan."

"I don't know what strength this demon leader is? If it's at the level of a demon emperor, it's very difficult to search for a soul!"

"Mother wants to search for the soul? Even if it is the strength of the Golden Immortal Stage, it is very dangerous to search for the soul! In case the special soul of the demons is likely to hurt you, it is better to follow him first." Yu'er's spiritual sense advised.

"I will be careful, I estimate that the highest strength of the leader of the demon cultivators in the tent is the Golden Immortal stage, from the conversation between the two just now, Master Luo of the Demon Race has the final say.

So I guess Lord Luo's strength should be at the level of a devil emperor. "Qingyi analyzed softly.

"Then you can't search for souls!" Yu'er hastily warned.

"Only by searching the soul can we know where the leader of the demon clan is? Even the entrance to the demon world, how long will we have to wait?" Qing Yi frowned as she spoke.

Yu'er thought for a while, "Mother, can your soul-eating spectrum affect his primordial spirit?"

Qingyi turned to him, "You want me to use the Soul Devouring Manual, and then you go to search for the soul?"

"Well, I think this is the best way, and I can also transform into this person's appearance and sneak into the demons."

Qingyi shook her head hastily, "No, your primordial spirit has just reached the Golden Immortal stage, it's very dangerous!"

At this time, Shui'er came over, "Why did you come in so quickly? What are you studying?"

"We have already entered the tent of the demon cultivator, and we are thinking about how to search for the souls of demon emperor-level demon clansmen."

Qingyi answered in a low voice, but Shui'er shook her head in disapproval.

"The soul of the strong searcher is easy to backfire, it's too dangerous!"

But Yu'er was very convinced and continued: "With my mother's current strength, opening the Soul Eater can even absorb the souls of the first and second levels of the Devil Emperor.

His primordial spirit has to resist the power of the soul devouring spectrum, and he has no ability to resist my soul search at that time! "

Qingyi lowered her eyebrows, remembering that at the first level of the Golden Immortal, the lotus charm of the tenth level of the Golden Immortal could be included in the soul-eating spectrum. God makes an impact!

But still shook his head, "No, if something goes wrong, you won't even have a chance to stop!"

"It's not too late to study after seeing that demon leader!"

As soon as Shui'er said the words, there was a commotion in the tent.

"A sneak attack is coming, go out and meet the enemy!"

A group of demon cultivators sitting around quickly got up and rushed out of the tent.

Qingyi was stunned for a moment, who came to sneak attack?Could it be Senior Brother and Uncle Hei?Or other forces?
No matter who it was, this gave her a chance to meet that Lord Luo.

Sure enough, after a while, a person came out of the camp on the right, with the strength of Jinxian tenth level, this should be a demon cultivator, he looked around the empty surroundings and rushed out of the tent.

The tent on the left did not move.

"How about we go out and go directly into that tent." Yu'er suggested in a low voice.

"Wait a little longer! Now we can be sure that the leader of the demon clan must be at the level of a demon emperor. If we appear rashly, we may lose our lives." Qingyi hurriedly stopped him.

After a cup of tea, a corner of the tent on the left was finally opened, and a young and handsome man came out slowly.

Looking at the empty big tent, the body that was about to turn back turned back again, squinted his eyes and walked outside.

Seeing the big foot approaching step by step, Qingyi nervously prayed in her heart: step on it!
Maybe she really heard her inner voice, and a big foot finally stepped on that little dust.

(End of this chapter)