The Tears Demon was also startled by Ao Hong's sudden change of momentum and couldn't help but take a step back.

"Zu...Senior Zulong." She restrained her thoughts and clasped her fists and politely.

"What are you doing?" Yuanqiu felt a stern when he saw this.

Even if he was slow, he realized that something was wrong in front of him, and subconsciously wanted to turn around and escape.

But before he could do anything, Ao Hong turned his head and looked at him deeply.

Yuanqiu suddenly felt his soul be hit violently. There seemed to be two extremely deep black holes in the two golden pupils, pulling them to swallow his soul.

Seeing his body standing stiffly in place, Ao Hong withdrew his gaze and looked at the Tears Demon.

The Tears Demon was shocked and quickly looked away.

"What are you afraid of?" Ao Hong spoke, but his tone and expression were already from Zulong.

"The senior's law of mind control is too powerful, so I... I will inevitably be afraid." The Tears Demon said carefully.

"Don't worry, our current relationship is a partner, and I will not attack you." said the Soul of the Ancestral Dragon.

"Senior has such powerful power of law. Why don't he absorb Chen Luo's mind at the same time? If he controls him, wouldn't he gain a powerful combat power?" The tear demon raised his head slightly and asked.

"How is that easy? Just to control Ao Hong's mind quietly has already consumed most of my energy. With my current residual soul body, trying to attack Chen Luo is tantamount to seeking death." The soul of the ancestor dragon said slowly.

He couldn't help but recall the way Chen Luo looked when he killed the inner demon clone before, which was a perfect lesson.

"Why should I bring Yuanqiu, a Mahayana monk, just a burden?" The tears demon heard this, did not respond, changed the subject and asked.

"What we are looking for cannot be obtained by relying on our cultivation power alone, and we still need to use his abilities. Wait for a moment, let me sense the specific direction and then go on a rush." ​​said the Soul of the Ancestral Dragon.

After saying that, he closed his eyes, pinched a very strange magic trick with both hands, and a golden light lit up on his body. A hazy golden light shot out from above his head and disappeared into the void in an instant.

...

On the other side, Chen Luo and his group also walked along the mountain road. After walking for about half an hour, the terrain ahead gradually became widening.

Hundreds of feet ahead, a golden light shone in the fog, and faint waves of spiritual power came.

"Stop for a moment." Chen Luo whispered.

When Nie Caizhu and Jing Yao heard this, they immediately stopped nervously.

He closed his eyes slightly, and he used all his strength to activate the magic method of "not keeping peace", releasing his spiritual sense and exploring the surroundings.

However, his soul was still severely blocked and he had no choice but to take it back.

"The suppression of souls here is even more serious, so we can only be careful to lean over and see the situation." Chen Luo reminded him, and took the two of them to restrain their breath and carefully investigated forward.

After walking for a while, irregular rocks began to appear on the ground ahead, some as small as dou of rice, some as large as carriages, and scattered around in a scattered manner.

The closer you get to that golden glow, the more rocks there will be on the ground.

After walking about two hundred feet, the three of Chen Luo and the other two found that the mountain path paved with stone slabs under their feet became wider and they suddenly came to a square paved with stone slabs.

As the golden light got closer, Chen Luo vaguely heard some human voices.

He stopped, listened for a moment, his expression narrowed, and he whispered to the two behind him: "It's from the Wan Yao Alliance."

The Mirror Demon's expression immediately became even more nervous, and he wished he could fly back to Shen Luo's Xiaoyao Mirror Space.

Chen Luo made gestures to make the two of them follow him, and quietly approached a little more. Suddenly, he found that the fog in the place where the golden light was lit up in front of him became thinner, and the figures of the Wan Yao Alliance were suddenly revealed.

He hurriedly hid behind a huge rock with the two of them, poked his head out carefully, and looked over there.

"Don't talk nonsense. Those people in the sunken world are really not a good-looking lamp. They will kill all the wastes in your Ten Thousand Demon Alliance in just one encounter. If I hadn't walked fast, I would have been in their way."

Lu Xiu seemed to have just arrived here not long ago, and was still telling the situation of fighting with Shen Luo and others before.

The person who was scolded was Jin Jian, but his expression changed and he didn't say much.

Shirakawa, who was standing aside, ignored the dispute between these people. There were not many monks left by the Ten Thousand Demon League. Apart from the two Taiyi cultivators Jin Jian and Youxiong Kun, there were only seven or eight true immortal cultivators left.

As for the others, they either teleported to another place or died halfway.

"Is there a way to contact Mr. Zi?" Shirakawa looked at Lu Xiu and asked.

"I can't contact you. The power of the spiritual consciousness in this place is isolated, and the magic weapon is also affected. It is impossible to send messages from a distance." Lu Xiu shook his head and said.

The tall and thin Tuhunzhu also shook his head silently.

"You guys, what should we do next?" asked Xiong Kun.

Shirakawa narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at the place where the golden light lit up ahead, without answering.

There, a huge golden light array was shrouded in the open square. The bright light was like a large upside-down bowl, with golden ripples flowing on it, and powerful waves of spiritual power and power fluctuations of space were transmitted.

In the center of the golden light array, you can vaguely see a golden hall standing, but because the light shielding light of the light curtain was refracted, it was not very clear that the entire hall looked like.

"Otherwise try to break through?" Jin Jian hesitated for a moment and said.

When the remaining monks of the True Immortal Stage in the Ten Thousand Demon Alliance changed slightly when they heard this.

What Jin Jian said was to give it a try, and naturally they were asked to serve as test subjects. This has been verified many times along the way.

After hearing this, Shirakawa looked at the golden light array and slowly shook his head.

Lu Xiu and Tuhunzhu did not express their opinions either, and they were obviously quite afraid of the golden light array in the square.

Chen Luo hid behind the big stone for a moment, slowly retracted and whispered to Nie Caizhu and the others: "Most of the people in the Wan Yao Alliance and the Demon Clan are here, but the monk Mo Ke and Mr. Zi are missing."

"What should we do?" The mirror demon said nervously.

"Wait a minute, it's not advisable to take action rashly now." Chen Luo hesitated.

"Or what if I send a message to fellow Taoist Ao Hong and others and ask them to come here too? When they arrive, we will..." Nie Caizhu thought about it and said.

"Okay." Chen Luo nodded.

After saying that, he took out the insect that Yuanqiu left for him from his sleeve and rubbed his fingers hard.

"Bang"

A slight sound came, accompanied by a faint spiritual energy disintegrating.
Chapter completed!