Ten days is not only the time for the cultivators to prepare themselves, but also the time for Guanglan City to send the formation jade slips to every cultivator.

The first target of distributing the formation jade slips was the cultivators who had many customers in Guanglan City. These people created benefits for Guanglan City, so they would naturally be the first to get the formation jade slips.

Next are those stingy monks.

There is no difference before and after entering the Demon Island.

The Demon Island is not a relaxing and comfortable island, but an island of death. Only those who have actually been there know how terrible it is.

All the cultivators in Guanglan City received the formation jade slips.

At this moment, in a bungalow somewhere in Guanglan City, a monk with prominent brow bones, thin lips and a pointed chin was sitting on the ground. After taking a deep breath, he opened his eyes and exited the state of cultivation.

Take out the formation jade slip issued by Guanglan City.

His eyes flashed with resentment: "Xue Kong, Du Gong, you all wait for me, I, Qiu Huan, have already reached the tenth level of Qi Condensation!"

"On this trip to the Demon Island, I, Qiu Huan, will definitely accomplish great things. The day I leave the valley, it will be the time to kill you two."

"Maybe we don't have to wait that long. We might meet on the Demon Island." Qiu Huan's eyes flashed with a cold light. The murderous intent in his heart towards Xue Kong did not fade with the passage of time, but became stronger.

I still remember my favoritism towards Du Gong.

Also in a bungalow, the petite but stern-faced Jiuxing Lian'er also lowered her head to look at the formation jade slip in her hand, a trace of sadness appearing on her gentle cheeks.

His dark purple eyes were cold and aloof, revealing a ruthlessness. He thought to himself, "Father, I will avenge you."

"Although I can't say anything about him, and I can't kill him, I can use him as a tool to kill. The Earth Demon Island is full of dangers. Even if there are no cultivators to help me, there are monsters to use..."

In the warm restaurant room, Bai Mian, dressed in a red dress, looked at the formation jade slip and sighed, thinking to herself, "Alas, Du Gong is dead, and my eldest sister has become his puppet just like me. What should I do on this trip?"

Before entering the Demon Valley, she was full of joy, thinking that she could gain a lot of benefits and grow.

But now, she felt confused.

He wanted to leave Guanglan City and Dimo ​​Valley, but he was very reluctant.

Under the eaves where the drizzle was falling, a young man with dark skin, simple features and wearing coarse linen clothes sat on the ground. He leaned against the wall, raised his head slightly and looked at the drizzle falling from the sky.

His eyes were filled with memories, and he was momentarily distracted.

After a long time, he came back to his senses, and a smile unconsciously appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He turned to the corpse in a green dress beside him and said, "Shanshan, you should sit down and take a rest."

The corpse sat down stiffly, his expression numb, his lifeless eyes staring blankly ahead.

"Shanshan, I have made you complete. How do you feel..." When saying this, Wang Erlang, who had been calm before, suddenly smiled and shed tears.

She had indeed become complete, but she was no longer herself.

This Yin corpse's cultivation has already reached the late stage of foundation building.

"Shanshan, don't worry. After we kill them, I will take you back to the mountains. From now on, we will never set foot in the mortal world again, okay?" There were more tears on Wang Erlang's face.

Perhaps this corpse would have responded before, but now, it has completely turned into a corpse.

Not far away, a bald, burly man with a face full of impatience slapped his bald head, rubbed it vigorously, and said with a sigh, "Could this guy be a necrophiliac? He kept chattering about this female corpse the whole way."

"Damn it! I actually lost to such a weirdo."

In the battle for the red-bearded dragon's marrow, he was defeated completely.

But he was not defeated by Wang Erlang, but by the female corpse.

The strength of the middle stage of foundation building made him unable to resist.

Fortunately, these two people could not kill him. He followed Wang Erlang all the way and did not see him swallow the dragon marrow, which meant that he still had a chance to snatch the dragon marrow back.

So he kept his eyes on Wang Erlang and followed him all the time, never leaving his side.

Wang Erlang also turned a blind eye to this and treated him as air.

In a corner of Guanglan City, there was no other figure but a beautiful woman with a good figure. She had a murderous look on her face and was tightly holding the formation jade slip.

He gritted his teeth and said, "There are still ten days left! I can't wait even a moment longer. If that brat stays in Guanglan City forever, I won't be able to get the Red-bearded Flood Dragon Egg back!"

"If he waits until the dragon egg hatches and the Red-bearded Flood Dragon emerges before leaving, wouldn't all my efforts be in vain?!"

"No! Absolutely not!"

"When everyone else enters the Demon Island, if he doesn't follow, I will kidnap him even if it means violating the rules of Guanglan City. Otherwise, I will never get the dragon egg!"

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In a room of the restaurant, the owner of Yue Family Villa stood by the window, looking up at the sky outside, muttering, "My Yue Family is famous throughout the Three Mountains and Nine Veins for the art of mechanical puppetry."

"The materials used to make mechanical puppets are extremely rare. I, the head of the Yue Family, have always needed to come to this Demon Island to search for top-level materials for making mechanical puppets."

"Over the years, I've found some, but I'm still short of three top-tier puppet-making materials: Black Iron Ingot, Xiaguang Grass, and Rongtian Liquid."

"I wonder if my generation will be lucky enough to find these last three kinds of natural treasures."

"If we can successfully find it and create a top-level puppet, then destroying the Qinglang Sect will be a piece of cake. All the sects and families in the surrounding three mountains and nine veins will be forced to submit to my Yue Family Villa."

"This journey is long and arduous." The owner of Yue Family Villa sighed softly.

“…”

At the same time, in addition to the owner of Yue Family Villa, there was another person who looked up at the sky outside the window like Xue Kong. He was a young man who lived in a restaurant. He put his hands behind his back and looked up at the sky.

Inside the room.

An old man with a thin face and mixed black and white hair was holding a cup of steaming tea. He gently blew away the tea leaves that were about to reach his mouth, then took a small sip. The fragrance of the tea immediately filled his entire mouth.

The old man sighed and praised: "The other things in Jingwu Country are unsightly, but this tea has some flavor."

"Master, come and try it too."

The young man by the window looked back, a trace of worry lingering between his handsome brows. Facing the old man's invitation, he still forced a smile and said, "Mr. Bai, if you like it, take some back when you leave."

Mr. Bai nodded and changed the subject: "Master, are you still worried about this trip?"

The young man said, "That criminal built four caves on the Demon Island. I don't know... which cave he's hiding it in. Besides, the Jingwu Nation cultivators will definitely not let us take it away so easily."

"I'm worried..."

"Young Master, don't worry. A mere third-level cultivation nation is enough for us to sweep through with our cultivation level."

Bai Gong waved his sleeves and said in a domineering tone, "As for where the criminal hid that... thing, there's no need to worry. At worst, we can search the entire Demon Island and we'll find it."

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