After leaving Hunmo Island, Tan Hao flew for a while and met Qin Sang who came to greet him. He finally breathed a sigh of relief and followed Qin Sang to an underwater reef.
After entering the water, Tan Hao looked around and felt something strange.
"I've set up a big formation here, but it's not finished yet. I need some spiritual materials to refine the array," Qin Sang explained simply. He took the mustard seed bag handed over by Tan Hao. After opening it, he saw that it was full of spiritual materials.
things.
Most of them are prepared for the spiritual ascension ceremony.
I bought three copies of each kind, which almost depleted Qin Sang's savings.
Qin Sang has not yet decided whether to help Fat Silk ascend to the spiritual realm, so it would never go wrong to make preparations in advance.
It's a pity that Tan Hao didn't buy any of the three most important spiritual objects in the Soul Ascension Festival, and he couldn't find them in the City of Ten Thousand Demons. This shows how rare they are.
We can only wait for tomorrow's trade fair.
If he couldn't buy it, Qin Sang could only go to Baihua Valley and trade with them using Wanling Fruit.
Putting away the bag of mustard seeds, Qin Sang said: "I will send you to Ebb tide island first. It is controlled by the Chamber of Commerce. It is very safe. Wait for me there. If I can't make it back within three days, I will return to the cave."
Tan Hao's heart skipped a beat. He looked at the formation arranged by Qin Sang and his expression changed slightly, "Is it dangerous?"
Qin Sang smiled and said, "Just in case, nothing big will happen."
Tan Hao hummed, and silently followed Qin Sang, flying an unknown distance to the low tide island.
After sending Tan Hao away, Qin Sang returned to the reef, took out the spiritual materials Tan Hao bought, and each array device was formed in his palm to complete the entire array.
The function of this formation is very simple, and its name is also very common, it is called the Lost Formation.
Different from those common low-level lost formations, this one was created by a senior from the Yuan Mirage Sect who was proficient in formations, after understanding the ancient remnant formations.
This formation can trap the Nascent Soul, but it has no lethality. It takes a long time to set up the formation in advance, and the formation device can only be used once before it will self-destruct.
The purpose of Qin Sang's formation was not to kill people. Once he found that the situation was not good, he would use the tracking formation to delay his opponent so that he could escape.
This is the old man's lair, and it's not suitable for fighting.
Of course, if there is an opportunity to kill the enemy, he will not miss it.
Ever since he decided to take the mysterious ice box to participate in the Ten Thousand Demons Conference and test the Xuantian Palace, Qin Sang, on the basis of improving his own strength, also made double preparations for the Lost Tracing Formation and Danding Mountain, so he should be able to do it without any mistakes.
As the last array device was refined, it was put into the grand array.
Weak waves appeared silently on the reef. Qin Sang flew up and looked down. He saw the reef flicker for a moment and then returned to its original state.
He withdrew his gaze, glanced in the direction of Hunmo Island, returned to the reef and sat down, waiting for the trade fair to begin.
The next morning.
When the east was still dark, Qin Sang suddenly opened his eyes, took out his mask and put it on, added a layer of barrier with his spiritual consciousness, and flew towards the Demonic Island in the Escape Light.
Along the way I met some immortal cultivators.
Those low-level monks sensed the aura released by Qin Sang and hurriedly avoided it.
Not long after.
Qin Sang saw the outline of an island appearing on the sea level. It was indeed quite large and there were many mortals and immortal cultivators on the island.
"Does this old demon-haunting man hide himself in the city?"
Qin Sang glanced at the old man's dojo, restrained his breath, flashed this thought, and suddenly felt something in his heart. He paused slightly and turned his head to look to the west.
Not long after, there was a black rainbow coming from the sky.
At this time, the people in the black rainbow discovered Qin Sang. The black rainbow paused, revealing a figure wearing a white bone mask and a large black robe, who was in the early stage of Nascent Soul.
This person noticed Qin Sang's gaze and was secretly vigilant.
Qin Sang nodded to him, indicating that he had no ill intentions, but in his heart he was sighing at the benefits of powerful spiritual consciousness.
The two people's eyes crossed for a moment, and they were about to enter the Demonic Island.
At this moment, Qin Sang seemed to sense something again. His eyes suddenly changed, and he suddenly raised his head and looked to the north of Hunmo Island. At the same time, without saying a word, he ducked into a jungle on the island.
The man wearing the bone mask noticed Qin Sang's strangeness, and was startled. He subconsciously followed his gaze to the north, and the corners of his eyes twitched violently.
I don't know when a dark cloud came from the north.
At this time, the sky was clear, the moon and stars were sparse, and the dark clouds seemed very abnormal. The dark clouds seemed slow but were urgent, and the target was obviously the Demonic Island.
Seeing the dark clouds approaching, the fairy mountain in the north of Hunmo Island suddenly erupted into a strange light that illuminated half of the sky, and then a phantom slowly appeared in the air.
He is actually an old man who is a demon.
This figure suddenly appeared.
A long and sharp laugh came from the dark clouds, and then the clouds quickly gathered together, outlining a phantom of a roc with wings that covered the sky.
On top of the cloud wings, there are actually several powerful figures standing, looking at the hybrid demon old man on the top of the fairy mountain with different expressions, either fearful or wary.
The demonic spirit is soaring!
‘Whoosh!’
The laughter stopped suddenly, and the phantom of the roc was shattered. A man wearing a golden robe and an imperial crown appeared in front of the demon kings.
The man's eyes were as sharp as arrows, and the tip of his nose was hooked. He stood with his hands behind his back in mid-air, showing no anger or authority.
His momentum was comparable to that of the old demon hybrid, and he said: "Old demon, what do you mean by blocking my path? Don't you welcome this great sage to participate in the Conference of Ten Thousand Demons?"
"The great sage Tianpeng has arrived in person, and Hun Mo Island is flourishing. Is there any reason not to welcome him? I am worried that my subordinates are ignorant and have neglected the great sage, so I have no choice but to accompany him personally."
The old man's voice was calm, but his tone was quite solemn.
Great Sage Tianpeng chuckled and said, "It was agreed that it would be held in seven years, but it was suddenly brought forward. Fortunately, I successfully mastered this magical power and almost missed it."
The mixed-demon old man didn't ask what kind of magical power it was, and personally sent them to the City of Ten Thousand Demons.
In the woods.
Qin Sang restrained his breath and watched this scene from a distance, thinking thoughtfully: "This is the Great Sage Tianpeng in the late stage of transformation. He is indeed the king of the demon clan. He is a well-deserved reputation. He is a troublesome character. I didn't expect him to be involved in the Ten Thousand Demon Conference."
They were all alarmed. Well, it’s a good thing that the old man Hun-demon’s energy is being restrained by the Great Sage Tianpeng. The more chaotic the situation, the better.”
While thinking about it, when he saw the old demon hybrid and the Great Sage Tianpeng entering the city, Qin Sang walked out of the jungle with a normal expression and slowly flew towards the City of Ten Thousand Demons.
Entering the city, Qin Sang clearly felt that something was not right in the atmosphere.
A person's name, a tree's shadow.
The appearance of the Great Sage Tianpeng made the monks feel inexplicably depressed, even though there were more human Nascent Souls in the City of Ten Thousand Demons, and even though this was the dojo of the mixed demon old man.
The center of Ten Thousand Demons City.
There is actually a lake here, and the address of the trade fair is the island in the middle of the lake. At this time, a thin white mist floats on the lake, blocking the view.
At this time, many guards were guarding outside.
Qin Sang's figure flashed straight towards the lakeside. When a series of glances came over him and they sensed the Nascent Soul aura emanating from his body, the guards said nothing, stepped aside to make way, and all knelt down to salute.
Then, the mist parted, and a bridge of light appeared, leading directly to the island in the middle of the lake. A beautiful woman stood at the head of the bridge with a respectful expression.
This chapter has been completed!