His Highness Qi never thought that this female disciple who was eager to get rid of him would drag him with her when she ran away.
Cheng Yan retreated towards the bathing pool. At this time, she pulled His Highness Qi to prevent him from falling into the water.
Forgive her that she has not yet built a foundation and cannot stand in the air.
His Highness Qi: "..."
Qisheng was already in front of him, but he stopped near the bathing pool.
"As expected!" Cheng Yan whispered: "I just discovered that when Fang Tongzhou used spiritual energy here, the six-eyed crystal beasts did not attack.
This is where he can't reach."
The real Qisheng's body is covered with chains, which greatly restrict his movements, and the furthest range of the restrictions is at the edge of the bath.
Fang Tongzhou, who was adjusting his breath in the corner behind them, opened his eyes and flicked the Lingfu grass on his shoulder, and the Lingfu grass automatically flew back to Cheng Yuan.
Cheng Yuan turned his head and saw Fang Tongzhou waved his hand to her.
It seems that his corpse poison has been almost cured, so there is no need for them to stay here any longer.
Cheng Yan glanced at Ji Qiuyu and Yanchu, and the two understood each other. Yanchu took Ji Qiuyu with his sword and came behind Cheng Yan.
Seeing this, other people jumped into the bath one after another.
Qisheng said displeased: "Who allowed you to enter the pool! I haven't decided how to play for you yet!"
"We don't have time to play with you. We don't care about your treasure!" Yanchu snorted coldly.
Cheng Yan whispered: "This is what she said. I still have to get the treasure that should be taken this time!"
In fact, Lingfucao had already taken advantage of people's unpreparedness and circled around the banquet. It picked up all the treasures that should be picked up, and also marked the ones that could not be picked up.
Speaking of which, there are really a lot of treasures prepared by this Hanbao, especially in the corner where the four monks were before, they were almost piled up to the height of a hill.
Cheng Yuan secretly sent a message to the demon master who was good at formations: "Do you still remember how to activate the teleportation formation?"
He nodded and immediately dived into the water.
That's right, it's time for them to run away!
"I wonder how you want to play!" Fang Tongzhou caught a glimpse of it from the corner of his eye and immediately shouted.
Qisheng stood opposite them, seeming to be thinking about this issue seriously.
After a moment, he put his right hand on his forehead and grabbed it hard, and a handful of red flames appeared in his palm.
"Among the five elements, fire is the killing element, and Xiji belongs to fire. Since you are Xiji monks, I will give this fire spirit to you."
With a flip of his hand, the flames in his palm shot up into the sky, turning into fiery snakes and rushing towards them.
In an instant, all the demon masters took action to resist.
The cold light roared, Fang Tongzhou's sword energy was fierce, and he chopped down a fire snake with one sword. The fire snake split, but turned into two smaller ones, rushing towards the demon master next to him.
A demon master was caught off guard, his sleeves were stained with fire snakes, and his body was immediately set on fire, screaming in agony.
Yan Chu came with his sword, and Ji Qiuyu behind him threw the black turtle and smashed it into the bath.
Wisps of smoke rolled past, but the flames on the demon master's body were still in the water.
The surface of the water in this bath seems to be covered with a layer of oil, and when it encounters a fire, the entire bath burns.
The screams were endless, and everyone dispersed and ran towards the shore.
"Don't go ashore!" Cheng Yan immediately stopped him: "He just wants to force you to go up!"
But the flames were so hot that the demon master in the bath couldn't bear it, so he climbed up regardless: "If you want us to die, just tell us earlier!"
The next moment, the vision of the man who had just climbed ashore was darkened. He raised his head and met Qisheng's dark smile.
"Ah!"
Qisheng grabbed his neck and lifted him up.
"You were the first to climb up. If I say that only one of you can survive, who do you think can survive?"
The man was so frightened that he screamed. Hearing this, he even said without saying a word: "I! I survived!"
Qisheng sneered: "Sure enough, no matter how many years have passed, the Xiji monks are still like this. Well, since you want to survive, then I promise you. But look back, do the twelve people in the bath agree?
?"
The man turned around and saw everyone looking at him. In his eyes, everyone's faces were distorted, as if they had evil ghost faces, and they all seemed to want to kill him.
"I'm going to kill you!" The man looked like a madman, was thrown into the bath, and rushed towards them.
There was chaos in the bathhouse.
Xiao Qingfeng in Cheng Yuan's hand continued to use spells, knocking away fire snakes one after another. The Lingfu grass blades rotated at high speed, and hurricanes lifted off all the flames above the surrounding bathing pools, leaving a safety belt under their feet.
Everyone is gathering here.
When the man rushed over, Fang Tongzhou pierced his shoulder with his sword. The severe pain made his eyes clear for an instant.
But it’s only for a moment.
The next moment, the man grabbed the spirit sword with his hand, pulled it out with all his strength, and with blood flying from the sword, he hit Fang Tongzhou with a heavy punch.
Fang Tongzhou sidestepped and pierced the man's back with his sword.
The man let out an unwilling roar and fell into the bathtub, causing a splash of blood-red water.
"Tsk tsk, he just wanted to live, what's wrong with that? Look at you, you claim to be righteous, but in the end you didn't kill someone just for yourself.
I ask you again, if only one person could survive here, who do you think that person would be?"
The several demon masters who originally fought side by side immediately dispersed, looking at each other with wariness in their eyes.
Cheng Yuan firmly grasped His Highness Qi's shoulders to keep his suspended body balanced: "Don't listen to him sowing discord. He is just a drought demon who has been imprisoned here for tens of millions of years. He is not the master of the secret realm at all.
."
Qisheng looked at Cheng Yan with a cold look.
Fang Tongzhou asked: "How did the fairy know?"
Cheng Yuan said: "I have seen such a record in an ancient book. About seven thousand years ago, a drought demon appeared in the Dead Cliff Mountains in the West. It is said that it was a surviving disciple of Fuchen Palace.
The Dao has become great, and it has become a drought monster, and there is a way to ascend to immortality.
But this Drought Demon turned out to be a disaster, attracting the powerful forces from all over the world to join forces to suppress him. As for where they suppressed him, there is no record in the ancient books. Now it seems that they suppressed the Drought Demon in the secret realm of Colorful Valley. And that drought demon is you, Qisheng."
Qisheng's red eyes were filled with joy: "It's interesting, it's been seven thousand years, and finally someone can recognize me.
You are right, I am the direct disciple of the master of Fuchen Hall. I escaped by chance that year and became a casual cultivator incognito. After thousands of years of hard work, I was promoted to the rank of Drought Lord.
Everyone in the world says that when the drought demon comes out, the land will be red for thousands of miles, but who knows how much suffering and sin I have suffered as a drought demon?
I was just seeking revenge in Fusheng Palace, and I only killed the monks who took advantage of the situation. They then publicized it and let those hypocrites who claim to be righteous imprison me here!
After so many years, I have already forgiven you the sins you should have forgiven!".
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