Under the ground of Xingfeng, inside a prison temporarily opened with magical powers, it was arranged as dark as a dilapidated ancestral hall.

I saw the strange clay statues around which had their eyes were dug out and their heads were cut, the broken plaques, the lampstands and incense burners that had been extinguished for a long time, all showed the gloomy and weirdness here.

Not only that, the broken spider webs, broken spirit niches, and messy tablets all tell the unique and strangeness here. Moreover, there seems to be the lingering smoke in the dilapidated ancestral hall, which further suppresses the entire ancestral hall.

In the center of such a small ancestral hall, in addition to a coma lying lying, there was also a beautiful woman who was thinking about it and suddenly opened a very exquisite inkstone on the missing corner of the table in front of him.

Immediately afterwards, she seemed to have a sense of ritual. In addition to continuing to chant something, she also reached out and called the woman unconscious on the ground into the air, then took out several drops of blood from her fingertips and dripped into the exquisite inkstone.

"Hmph! The disciples of the big sect are a little troublesome, but the essence and blood are good!" Yun Xiaoxiao muttered softly, without hesitation, and immediately reached out to take out a magic pen.

The magic pen is all dark, with layers of pen stems, like a tortoise shell. A cluster of red hard hair on the tip of the pen is shiny, and the black light is shiny, as if there is a demonic energy lingering.

Yun Xiaoxiao took out the pen without hesitation, but gently tapped it with the magic pen. Immediately, a face stretched out from the tip of the pen, greedily sucking the essence and blood from the delicate inkstone.

Then he saw Yun Xiaoxiao continue to chant something, and outlined it bit by bit on her own snow-white clothes.

I saw that as her magic pen fell, I could lightly click it. The strange face on the magic pen would stick out my tongue, lick it gently on the clothes, and a trace of blood came out.

Then the essence and blood fell on Yun Xiaoxiao's white clothes and did not smudge them at will. It seemed as if following Yun Xiaoxiao's intention, several branches were split out at that point. It seemed to have a certain direction and charm, and it was woven and intertwined.

However, it was obvious that Yun Xiaoxiao's method seemed to consume a lot of essence and blood, so she seldom used up the essence and blood in the inkstone by her, so she forced her to stop temporarily and squeeze out the essence and blood from the woman's hands in the air.

As Yun Xiaoxiao's magic pen fell down little by little, pictures made of delicate red silk threads like embroidery gradually spread out on Yun Xiaoxiao's clothes.

Even more and more, as the exquisite silk threads become more and more dense, the silk threads of different red shades are intertwined together, as if they are slowly weaving a huge golem behind Yun Xiaoxiao's clothes.

The golem danced like crazy. The bloody mouth and a huge one-eyed eye combined together made his face immediately show all kinds of strong emotions such as cruelty, hatred, shamelessness, and ferocity.

And under the feet of this golem, it seems like it is stepping on a twisted and bizarre land. This land seems to contain all kinds of madness, as if it is endless pain, twist, despair and despair, wrapping around the legs of this golem, making the picture even more strange.

Moreover, as the golem became clearer and clearer, Yun Xiaoxiao's movements seemed to be getting faster and faster. It felt as if as the huge golem became more and more molded, she was getting more and more difficult to draw.

So in the end, in the blood that was almost untouched, her clothes seemed to be spiritual.

There were even countless exaggerated and twisted souls, struggling desperately, trying to climb out of the clothes along the delicate red silk threads.

"The Demon Prison Prison God Picture has been completed!"

As Yun Xiaoxiao tried her best to count the last point, the big demon on her clothes actually opened its one-eye, as if she had come to life. With a loud laugh, she stared at Kong Yingying in the air.

It felt like there was something mysterious connection between this great demon and Kong Yingying.

Yun Xiaoxiao looked left and right at her new clothes based on the Demon Prison God Picture, and became more and more satisfied. She stretched out her hand, pinched Kong Yingying's pretty chin in the air, and giggled to herself:

"I know you have the Wuque Mingxin Pei of your Kong family that can protect your soul, so you have tried to anger me several times and asked me to kill you directly so that your soul can escape back to your Kong family's ancestor."

"What a pity, I just won't let you get what you want!"

After saying that, Yun Xiaoxiao snorted again and took off the other party's chin and patted it gently.

I saw a huge bell hanging down from the top of this strange dilapidated ancestral hall.

This huge bell looked like a bone but not a bone, like a gold but not a gold, and was shaken so gently by Yun Xiaoxiao. The broken and huge statue of the god that was originally standing in the middle actually split from the middle with a crack, revealing an extremely gloomy black hole.

Moreover, it seemed as if a suction force was generated in the black hole. It sucked Kong Yingying in the air and directly sucked her in.

After doing all this, Yun Xiaoxiao returned to the original appearance with her hand. Then she smiled coldly and walked out slowly in her new blood-red clothes.

On the Star Peak, the Heaven-Slayer saw Yun Xiaoxiao, who had been missing for several days, walked out from the ground again, and asked with a lit look: "Xiaoxiao, what's wrong?"

Yun Xiaoxiao smiled proudly, spread the new robe like red silk on her body, and said proudly: "That little ghost cult is really alert, and he was finally escaped by him!"

"But why wouldn't he think that as long as he wants to save the girl in our hands, we have ways to force him not to show up!"

The Void Demon God stared at the one-eye of the huge monster on Yun Xiaoxiao's clothes, frowned and said, "This thing is very evil, and even I feel a little threat. Do you really think that you can use this thing to force the little ghost cultivator out?"

Yun Xiaoxiao saw the Demon God touching him, and quickly gave a bow and chuckled, "If they want to save the poor person in our hands, then this thing is their best opportunity."

"Otherwise, once this thing sucks full of human blood, it is probably even if her ancestor Kong's family takes action, she will not be able to stop this little girl from becoming possessed!"

The Venerable Shi Tian slapped his thigh and said, "It's amazing! Let's use this thing to block the three sects of troops. If they break this thing, this girl will definitely die."

"If they cannot break this thing, and are slaughtered too much by it, and suck them full of blood from the right way, naturally this girl will definitely be deviled!"

"Hahaha, the most wonderful thing is that if they can really solve this thing, they will fall into our trap again!"

"This plan is a trap, a plan, and a solution is a blessing. Only a smart person, who is so smart, can think of it!"

Yun Xiaoxiao chuckled and covered her mouth gently, as if she was quite shy, "No matter how late, then please ask the Venerable to take Kui Youwei and let's go on the road quickly!"

"good!"

The Heaven-Slayer suddenly stood up and bowed to the Void Demon God and said, "Then during this period, I will be in charge of the God on the Star Peak!"
Chapter completed!