Seeing the teeth marks on his lips, the brother and sister looked at each other and lowered their heads at the same time.

Xu Wushi touched the corner of her lips with his fingers, and with the spiritual power, the teeth marks left by her anger disappeared.

"Let's go."

Yu Cong'an and the other two stood in the distance, watching their backs as they left.

Yu Congshun couldn't help but sigh: "I never thought that Shengsheng's fate was closely related to him."

Xiao Yiling turned around. The mother-daughter relationship between her and Shengsheng was very vague, almost non-existent. She didn't understand why. Was it because of her poison?

But the poison can be cured, but the bond between mother and daughter is still tenuous, as if there is something separating them.

Or is something going to happen?

Suppressing her worries, Xiao Yiling went to Yu Zheng's yard.

Two months later, Xu Wushi, covered in blood, smashed the inheritance hall to pieces with a sword, then left with Yu Xingyuan and Yu Xingyuan holding the scroll.

The other monks outside looked at what he was holding with covetous eyes.

Yu Xingyuan turned the sword in his hand, and the snowy light chilled most of the secret realm. "Want to rob?"

Yu Xingyuan formed seals with his hands, interweaving his spiritual power with that of Yu Xingyuan. Thousands of phantoms behind him raised their heads, staring with lifeless eyes at the monks present with unfriendly looks.

It feels very oppressive.

Xu Wushi took a pill and then cast a few dust purification spells on himself.

Shengying did leave behind a legacy. After Xu Wushi broke in, Shengying's remaining soul asked him to abandon his existing cultivation and practice his skills instead.

Xu Wushi naturally refused, and the remnant soul became angry and wanted to kill Xu Wushi.

After all, he was a great man from ancient times. Even if he was a residual soul, his strength was still very strong. Xu Wushi killed him after being seriously injured.

Shen Xiaoran kicked the golden-eyed white tiger next to him, “Go, fight and come back.”

The white tiger glanced at him and let out a long roar, and the pressure of the demon king was pressed down on those cultivators.

The wind lion followed the white tiger, and more than a dozen puppets of Shen Xiaoran fell down.

Seeing that they were not people they could afford to offend, the monks left unwillingly.

Seeing this, Yu Xingyuan and Yu Xingyuan thanked Chen Xiaoran.

The white tiger jumped in front of Xu Wushi and stared at him.

Xu Wushi glanced at him and asked, "What's the matter?"

"I sense the breath of demons in this thing. What do you want to do with it? Is it related to the demon realm?" He said anxiously.

He wanted to go back. He had been thrown out by Zhu Yan for a long time, and he wanted to go home so much.

Xu Wushi threw the scroll into the spirit ring, his face cold, and turned around, "No."

The white tiger clawed at his sleeve, "Human, you lied to the tiger! I clearly felt the breath of the demon realm."

Xu Wushi lowered his eyes, "Move your claws away."

Baihu pursed his lips in grievance, "Oh."

Shen Xiaoran took back the puppet and kicked him in the ass, “Okay, Dabai, let’s go back.”

They obviously don't want to talk.

"Dachen, are you saying that I really can't go back to the demon realm?" Baihu hung his head.

"I don't know. Don't cry. If you want to cry, go back and cry again." Shen Xiaoran rubbed his tiger head. "The monsters in your monster domain can ascend, right?"

"Ever since you set up that shitty formation to trap us there, we can't ascend. Even if I ascend, I won't be able to see my parents."

"That's not called a bullshit formation, that's called a Wanli Qianji Formation."

"You guys just kill them all with one stick. If you want to trap a monster, then trap it. No matter how good a monster is, it will be trapped!"

"It's a helpless move. It was you, the demon race, who started the war first."

"It was that group of evil demons and beasts who started it. What does it have to do with us? Our ancestor took a nap in the forest and was trapped when he woke up. His ascension was also interrupted."

"No more talking, or we'll start a quarrel."

This happened hundreds of thousands of years ago, and the Wanli Thousand Machine Array was set up by humans for self-protection, so it is impossible to open it.

If they want to open it, the monsters in the monster realm must have the ability to restrain those ancient ferocious beasts, so that they will be qualified to negotiate with humans.