The Painted Skin Demon, the Lord of the Ghost Temple, the Centipede Demon and others have planned many things together. His shadow can be seen behind many things in the Tiannan Region. What Chen Luo didn't expect was that this old demon did not fall into the dragon tomb like the others, but came to the upper realm and became a disciple of Mrs. Spider.

"Why did the seniors suddenly attack me? I don't think I have provoked you two." The Nascent Soul that was held in the palm of the Flower-backed Turtle suddenly asked.

His expression was calm and composed, not at all like he was being manipulated by anyone, but rather like he did it on purpose.

"Master Turtle needs a reason to take action?"

The Flower-backed Tortoise is a typical bully who only bullies the weak and fears the strong. He is submissive in front of Chen Luo, but attacks hard in front of the Painted Skin Demon. The moment the other party asked the question, he slapped the old guy twice. He deliberately restrained his strength for fear of shattering his Nascent Soul.

“Why are you singing here?”

Chen Luo stared at the Nascent Soul of the Painted Skin Demon and always felt that something was wrong.

With the intelligence of Painted Skin Demon, he will definitely not do anything in vain.

The fact that this old guy was sent by Mrs. Spider to explore the 'Asgard' has already proved his ability. Thinking of the Spider Lady who was trapped in the yard before, Chen Luo looked at the old guy with an increasingly strange look in his eyes.

The Painted Skin Demon is still a demon, and he won't become stupid just because he ascends to the upper realm.

His skills may not be as good as Mrs. Spider's, but the plot started when he joined Mrs. Spider's team. A large part of the information that Mrs. Spider obtained was spread by the Painted Skin Demon. Something must have happened here that made Mrs. Spider believe that the information she received was true. This led to the subsequent sequence of entering the Immortal Palace together with Chen Jian, the elder of the Sword Controlling Sect. Unfortunately, Mrs. Spider was also tricked by the old demon and is now trapped in the snowy yard, not knowing if she will have a chance to get out again.

"I'm waiting for someone. The singing is the agreed code."

The Painted Skin Demon ignored the bullying of the Flower-backed Turtle and turned his gaze to Chen Luo. When he saw Chen Luo, he frowned. This person gave him a familiar feeling, but after thinking for a while he couldn't remember who he was.

When the Painted Skin Demon met Chen Luo, he was still at the Jindan stage. It is only more than seventy years from now, which is a very short time for a cultivator. No one would compare a 'Ji Dan junior' from seventy years ago with the 'perfect realm great monk' in front of them.

Because the timing doesn't match.

"Who are you waiting for?"

"A friend."

Chen Luo stared at the Painted Skin Demon's Nascent Soul for a long time. After confirming that the Nascent Soul was real, he continued to ask questions.

"Are you an ascender?"

“A lot of people know about this.”

"Where is the ascension point?"

"You want to go to the lower world?"

When Chen Luo asked this question, the Painted Skin Demon suddenly looked at him, and he felt that the sense of familiarity became stronger and stronger.

"My eldest brother asks you a question, just answer it honestly."

Seeing this, the flower-backed turtle slapped Yuanying again in dissatisfaction.

Comfortable.

Grandpa Turtle likes this feeling of the big bullying the small and the strong bullying the weak.

The Flower-backed Turtle has been practicing all the way until now, and has never fought with people of the same level. What he likes most is to bully the weak. The face that he had lost in front of Chen Luo before has now been regained, and his self-confidence has also been restored.

When he left the Ice Palace, he was once again the fate-telling turtle master who could "calculate the past and the future".

"Right here."

Painted Skin Demon answered this question.

"I dare to come here because I came from this place. The ascension passage you asked about is in the center of the lake. You only need to take a boat and circle the center of the lake nine times to find it."

His eyes swept across the lake, and his brain, which was proficient in formations, worked quickly and he quickly calculated the location.

The old devil did not lie.

'This old guy wants me to leave. '

A thought flashed through Chen Luo's mind.

"The friend you are waiting for, also ascended from the lower realm?" Chen Luo gestured, and the flower-backed turtle threw out the Nascent Soul of the Painted Skin Demon.

The Nascent Soul was as thin as paper. After leaving the palm of the Flower-backed Turtle, it floated in the air for a while and slowly filled up.

The body grew bigger little by little like a balloon, and returned to its previous shape. This skin-changing technique is truly ingenious. No wonder the monsters under Mrs. Spider's command can avoid the detection of the Sword Controlling Sect's monks.

"Senior, are you my fellow countryman? Maybe we have met before." The Painted Skin Demon moved his body, neither denying nor confirming, but just said tentatively.

Chen Luo had a blank expression on his face.

Seeing this, the Painted Skin Demon didn't ask any more questions. After saying thank you, he retreated back to the lake. Soon another boat rose from the bottom of the water and appeared at his feet.

Chen Luo couldn't see through the old demon, and the old demon was also afraid of him.

We are from the same hometown, so I will not kill him this time.

The old demon's purpose of staying here is most likely related to Mrs. Spider. Everyone on the path of spiritual practice is looking for his or her own "path", and Chen Luo is no exception. Chen Luo didn't want to ask what the Painted Skin Demon was planning. He had already seen through the old demon's trump card. The Nascent Soul held in the hands of the Flower-backed Turtle was also just a piece of skin.

This old guy has even covered his Nascent Soul with a layer of skin, and his real self has long been hiding somewhere.

Instead of wasting time here playing hide-and-seek with this old guy, it is better to leave first.

Boom! !

When Chen Luo and the flower-backed turtle were heading towards the center of the lake, a loud noise was heard outside again. The loud noise spanned countless formations and illuminated half of the sky.

"Want to kill me? Then let's die together!!"

With a roar, a huge white elephant appeared in the sky the next moment.

The huge white elephant seemed like an illusory body projected by a mirage. It swung its huge trunk high and hit one of the palaces below hard. The nose cut through the air flow, stirring up a large storm, and the snowflakes around swirled and scattered.

The virtual body of Dharma actually became real when it fell.

The brutal and violent attack destroyed a large number of restrictions. Large flakes of pure white snowflakes flew away from the predetermined trajectory, pulling on more restriction threads, which lit up one after another like a chain reaction. Densely packed restrictive ropes appeared on the white elephant's body, and their force continued to increase.

The resistance against the white elephant's nose became greater and greater, and its falling momentum became weaker and weaker.

Finally, when it was about to touch the roof of the Fairy Palace, the restriction reached its critical point. The falling nose of the white elephant spirit was frozen in mid-air, unable to move at all. The golden threads wrapped around his body became more and more numerous and denser.

"I"

The white elephant spirit used up its last bit of strength and then collapsed with a loud bang.

The densely packed restrictive threads transformed into a giant mountain, suppressing the sky.

Boom! !

With a muffled sound, the Fairy Palace returned to peace again.

The old sword master who had been fighting with the White Elephant Demon from beginning to end never took any action, and the other Green Bull Demon who came in with the White Elephant Demon also disappeared. The fairy palace returned to silence again, with only the sound of snowflakes falling silently.

"The White Elephant Demon Saint is gone?"

The flower-backed turtle shuddered and asked subconsciously.

This is a sixth-level demon!

He is the top existence in the demon world. There are only a few people in the whole world who have reached this level. But now one of them fell before him, died silently, and was unable to release even his last outburst before death.

"Let's go, get out of here quickly."

Chen Luo withdrew his gaze and walked off the boat.

After circling the lake nine times, we finally found a passage. This is a large rock standing in the center of the lake. Two-thirds of the rock is hidden in the lake water, with only the top part sticking out. From a distance it looks like a round egg.

Standing on the 'eggshell', Chen Luo quickly sensed the fluctuations of the teleportation formation.

"Is this the way out?"

The flower-backed turtle also jumped up.

"It doesn't look anything special."

He tried to sense it, but didn't get anything. Monks from the lower realm need original seeds to ascend, and the same is true for the lower realm in the reverse channel, which also requires corresponding lower realm coordinates. Fortunately, this problem did not stump Chen Luo. Going to other places might be a little tricky, but Tiannan Region was his second home. There were countless traces left there, and any one of them could be used as a coordinate point.

He stretched out his hand and pressed it on the surface of the boulder, and spiritual energy poured down through his palm.

As the spiritual consciousness sensed, the black tree-like pattern lit up little by little. The restriction threads hidden in the stone spread to the surrounding areas along with the infusion of spiritual power. Following these restriction patterns, Chen Luo quickly found five nodes in the area flooded by the lake. These nodes were the spiritual power storage points of the transmission channel.

The flower-backed turtle was watching Chen Luo's every step. From the moment Chen Luo's palm pressed on the big rock, the turtle pattern on his back began to flash. The fluctuation of the 'lifeless' appeared again. In the perception of the flower-backed turtle, there were dozens of 'destiny lines' on Chen Luo's body.

Each one of them is real!

But how can one person have more than thirty destinies?

"start!"

After a vibration, the teleportation array was officially activated.

Chen Luo's understanding of the teleportation array basically all comes from Brother Changqing's brain. After many visits to the Star Tomb, Chen Luo's understanding of the teleportation array far exceeds that of other formations. Coupled with the guidance of Brother Changqing's brain, Chen Luo's attainments in the teleportation array far surpassed other arrays. This can be considered a unique condition, which is equivalent to reversing the process from the result. Naturally, it is easier than others starting research from scratch.

Black light emerges.

The teleportation array in the stone was lit up little by little under Chen Luo's control. The surrounding lake water began to distort and a whirlpool appeared.

'Do three. '

'Kun Jiu. '

The nodes corresponding to the teleportation array kept flashing in the external brain, with precise timing and without a single error. During this process, Chen Luo also smashed the five nodes for storing spiritual power into the Heart Demon Stone. He had tried it before when he left the Heart Demon Realm. The effect of the Heart Demon Stone was better than the spiritual marrow.

"Walk!"

The fluctuations of the formation became more and more intense. When it reached a certain critical point, Chen Luo's palm pressing on the stone suddenly turned, and the direction of the vortex suddenly changed. An extremely strong attraction came from below. The flower-backed turtle standing behind Chen Luo didn't have time to react before it was pulled away by the force and disappeared from the spot, leaving only ripples in the surrounding lake water. (End of this chapter)