The demon array that imitates the stars is like a giant fishing net, thrown out from the mountains northeast of the monsters, resists the bitter cold wind, bypasses the peaks as severe as the tomb of the King, and rushes into a flat snowfield. It is here, the net caster sees the opportunity and suddenly exerts his strength. The fishing net begins to disperse, rushing to the south, and rushes to the southeast, and then gradually gathers together. ▲∴

The big fish that was surrounded by unknowingly was the Ice City and Wolf Yuan.

The route was covered with corpses of the demon clan, and the total number was probably three or four thousand. They were driven to the designated location by a powerful force. Some of them resisted fiercely, and some were on standby. The final result was the same - they were wrapped in a thick transparent ice shell, and used their demon pills, flesh, bones, horns, teeth, etc. to moisturize a huge demon formation.

The closer they get to the Ice City, the more powerful the demon formation is. Mu Xingqiu and others finally have to avoid the demon corpse and advance. Only fleas must go in just to swallow a tiny nebula tree seed.

What's strange is that these demon corpses were not guarded, and no matter how fast Mu Xingqiu and the others moved forward, they had never caught up with the massacre. Not all of the demons had been killed recently. Some were killed very early, but were wrapped in ice and did not rot at all.

This demon formation was not composed at once. It set a dot in the east today and draws a path in the west tomorrow, as if it was in the next game of Go. The initial layout seemed to be mixed with enemies. When it finally showed its hideous face, the opponent would have no way to die.

If it weren't for the fleas, Mu Xingqiu and others would have accidentally discovered the gathering place of demon corpses, and the arrangement rules could not be seen at all.

Bingkui may have spent several years in order to make this layout.

Mu Xingqiu found that he was caught in again. This time, the pusher behind this time was not Zuo Liuying, but Yi Shijun. It was him who controlled the fleas and he also brought Mu Xingqiu back to the Ice City step by step.

In the end, Mu Xingqiu accelerated his pace. He had no intention of participating in this upcoming battle, but he had to give his former friends a reminder that some things could not be told by Jincui, so he had to say them directly to Zuo Liuying.

As for Yi Shijun's purpose, Mu Xingqiu became more and more confused, but he told himself to remain calm and not to give Yi Shijun an opportunity to take advantage of.

After more than twenty days, Mu Xingqiu returned to the place where he was resurrected from the dead and saw through everything. At this time, Bingkui's formation had not been fully arranged, and there was still a gap of more than 100 miles in the southeast.

The fire of the hidden dragon has been extinguished. The burned land is covered with thick snow again, and there is almost no sign of burning. However, the bones of the hidden dragon underground have been burned out, the poisonous fog has disappeared, and the Holy Son Lake has become a waterless depression, and there is only a small hill left in the Ice City.

Baiyue Mountain is still there, and the mountains surrounding the outer edge of the Ice City are also there, but they are short and dull. Even the gusts of cold wind cannot be stopped, let alone the upcoming Bingkui.

But there were still a large number of demons gathered here, with at least tens of thousands of people, like mushrooms that suddenly popped up from the ground after a rain. They found a cluster of trees and camped in a random place. They dug holes according to tribal customs, but were startled by the charred soil under the snow.

Jin Chu flew around and brought back unexpected news: Zuo Liuying, Yang Qingyin and others were not here at all. They took the Taoist priests and demon clans to leave the Ice City more than ten days ago, and I don’t know where they were going.

It must be Zuo Liuying who discovered something. Mu Xingqiu had to smile bitterly with self-deprecatingly. He was still meddling in other people's business. With Zuo Liuying here, how could he need his reminder?

However, in this way, Yi Shijun's behavior of asking the fleas to bring them back was even more strange.

"They are here." Jincuo shined a piece of shredded cake.

Mu Xingqiu disbanded Pang Shan's Taoist bun and put on the leather armor of the demon clan. He has been carrying these things since he disguised the demon clan once in Xijieguo.

The bald man liked his Pangshan-style bun very much, but in order to show his support for Brother Xiaoqiu, he took off his hairpin and put on a double-cornered dome helmet. In fact, no matter what he dressed up, he would not be suspected. In the eyes of the demon clan, he was just an ordinary head demon weapon.

Mu Xingqiu followed Jincuo forward, and the flea completed the task, no longer ran around, and accompanied him gently. Its red and yellow eyes scared away the occasional curious people.

The demon clan that moved here was different from Mu Xingqiu's previous contact. They all brought their families with them, but they didn't carry many items. It seemed that this was an easy short outing, with hungry little monsters crying everywhere, but there was no fight, and nothing happened.

This is stranger than the fact that many demon clans do not carry enough food. As Mu Xingqiu knows, whether it is excited, excited, angry, or bored, the demon clans will be expressed in fighting. When food is tight, they have to be distributed by strength. However, although these nearly 10,000 demon clans are distributed casually, they are cautious in the borders and rarely cross. The tribe is also peaceful.

To be precise, this is not peace, but frustration and slackness. The thick beast monsters and the powerful half-demons all sat on the edge of their temporary cave, lowering their heads, and hearing the child's crying, they didn't even raise their heads.

"I don't like this place." The bald man whispered, stopping on Mu Xingqiu's shoulder, and his voice was weak due to the perplexing atmosphere surrounding him.

"Don't be afraid, I'm there." Mu Xingqiu replied casually.

The bald man smiled, "It's okay, I'm small and there's such a bad guy. I got into the snow and no one could find me."

The smile didn't last long, and the bald man became even more silent.

The sadness and negativity that permeates Ice City and Wolf Yuan are all transformed from fear.

But Mu Xingqiu was not affected at all. He glanced at him and found that Jincun's expression had also changed a little, and his steps were not as stable as usual.

The camp of the Talisman of the Kingdom of Sacrifice was built at the former site of the Taoist camp. It was said to be a camp, but it was surrounded by more than ten caves. Some simple restrictions were placed on the periphery, and nothing could be stopped. They could only issue warnings when they were attacked.

Shen Shang was waiting for Mu Xingqiu in front of a cave gate, "I really don't meet in life. I thought it was a long separation, but I didn't expect to see you again so soon."

"Why are you still here?" Mu Xingqiu was straight to the point because he found that Shen Shang's complexion was not very good. In addition, the demon clan talisman guests were all in a daze, standing in the middle of several caves, not at all the enthusiasm they had when they met last time.

"We all blame me." Shen Shang sighed. "We walked slowly and didn't catch up with Yang Qingyin and Zuo Liuying's team. We originally planned to take a few days off before setting off. Whoever thought the talisman guests got sick one after another, I wanted to cure them before we talked about it. The result--"

Shen Shang looked at the surrounding demon clan camp, "There were suddenly more demon clans coming from all directions, and they all seemed to be here to attend the funeral. They didn't answer questions, and they just found a place to live. I thought I had found treasures here, but I didn't see anyone digging deeper, and they were all exhausted, which was even more than my collapse."

Shen Shang was trying hard to say some ridiculous words, like a rock sinking into the sea without causing any waves, and even Mu Xingqiu couldn't laugh.

"This is a huge trap," said Mu Xingqiu.

"I found something was wrong, but... they refused to leave, and they didn't listen no matter how they persuaded him." Shen Shang turned his head and looked at the more than 20 depressed talisman guests. "They all have their homes and relatives. If I take them out, I have to take them back without falling."

"Then knock them out and take them away." Mu Xingqiu said.

Shin Shang was surprised, "What are you talking about? They are my friends. I can't treat them like this."

Mu Xingqiu simply said what he saw and heard along the way, "Do you understand? Now you can still cast spells. When the demon array closes, you will become weaker than the demon race. Then you will be even less able to escape."

Shen Shang's face changed, "What is Bingkui who can actually set up such a powerful demon formation?"

Mu Xingqiu remembered some rumors he had heard before: "Bingkui is not a monster, nor a human being. You can't fight with them at all. Before you meet, you are already scared to be weak. When you see their appearance, you will kneel down involuntarily..."

Shin Shang forced a smile and leaned over to touch his knees, "Fortunately, they didn't get weak, I... I'm going to check around."

"Go and let the fleas lead you, and it knows the nearest burial site."

The flea immediately jumped into the sky, and it could fly here. Shen Shang followed without saying a word, waved his hand at Mu Xingqiu, and was no longer in the mood to speak.

Mu Xingqiu looked north and saw more demon camps, and the decay floating above the sky could be seen with his naked eyes.

"We will leave early tomorrow morning." Mu Xingqiu made the decision.

"What about the demon clan here?" Jincu asked in surprise.

Mu Xingqiu found that he had an old problem again and shouldn't have made a decision for anyone, so he changed his words: "Bald and I will leave with fleas tomorrow morning."

The bald man nodded repeatedly, wishing to leave immediately. He was extremely disgusted with the atmosphere here.

"So many demon races would not gather here for no reason... Waiting for death must be Bingkui's conspiracy. They may be setting up a larger formation. Don't you care?"

"I only care how far I can be from it." Mu Xingqiu was tired of telling the reasons over and over again, so he said: "You don't have to care about my ideas, do what you want to do."

Jincu thought for a while, "I want to figure out why these demons came here. If possible, I have to persuade them to leave together. There is still time."

Mu Xingqiu didn't say anything, but gave a negative answer in his heart. It was impossible for these demons to leave. They were cursed. Mu Xingqiu had seen the power of the curse in Duanliu City a few years ago, but this time it was stronger and deeper, and had already taken shape and there was no possibility of reversal.

He speculated that the reason why he was not affected was probably related to his practice of the illusion of mind, but his illusion was reduced to the third level and could only be used to protect himself.

Jincuo left and went to ask questions from the demon clan who didn't even want to raise his head.

A talisman guest came over and handed Mu Xingqiu a piece of dough cake, showing a smile, like a ray of sunshine that shone from the gap between the dark clouds. Soon the sunshine disappeared, and the sky was still covered with dark clouds.

Most of the time has passed, Jincuo has not appeared again, and Shen Shang and the Fleas have returned in the evening.

Shen Shang's face was pale. It was obvious that he saw the demon corpse, but what he said first was not this matter, but spreading his right hand and letting Mu Xingqiu see something, "When did Pangshan Tieqilin change to eating meat? He actually spit out an eyeball."
Chapter completed!