Chapter 44: The Royal Family of the Demon Realm "Brother, your crane fur coat is very beautiful." "...

"Are you injured?" Bai Lingling asked quickly.

Xie Tingyu shook her head. She glanced at Wen Zhiyu calmly. Wen Zhiyu was "concentrating" on the magic in his hands.

The ten fingers kept changing into strange gestures. Xie Tingyu stared at them absentmindedly for a while.

Only when the crisp sound of whips echoed in front of him and Ze Lan's figure vaguely appeared in the distance did Xie Tingyu retract his gaze.

Zelan suddenly turned around, he must have discovered something ahead.

Wen Zhi, who controlled the map, was able to quickly sense the obstacle. He withdrew his hand, looking serious, and waited for Ze Lan to speak.

Ze Lan held a rolled-up whip in her hand, her curly hair swaying in the hot wind. She pondered for a moment, "If we follow what the map says, we have reached the outermost area."

Not only this sentence, everyone knew that she had more to say.

Sure enough, Ze Lan took out a white block from her waist, passed it directly past Han Xunzhen, and handed it to Xie Tingyu who came up last.

A dark aura could be seen surrounding the block-like object that was emitting a cold and gloomy aura. Xie Tingyu knew without even thinking that this thing was related to monsters.

"Bones."

Xie Tingyu muttered something, raised her hand to wipe the blood from her cheek, and a very obvious blush appeared on her face. She stared at the bone without blinking, and cut her finger with a calm expression.

Blood dripped onto the bone, and the bone instantly turned black and purple in Zelan's palm.

Ze Lan frowned slightly, but did not move, waiting patiently for Xie Tingyu to take action.

Xie Tingyu took out his storage ring and pulled out a shadow from it.

The black figure roared, and the talisman on his forehead glowed and suppressed the enemy, but the body, which continuously emitted a foul odor, could not move at all.

"You stuffed the living dead into a storage ring? Grouch..." Han Xunzhen groaned, his expression more disgusting than if he had swallowed a fly.

He subconsciously grabbed Bai Lingling's sleeve, forgetting all the usual politeness at this moment, "Save me, save me, do you have a sachet to lend me?"

Bai Lingling also had an unpleasant expression on her face. The stench of foul smell mixed with the unpleasant smell of blood created an effect where one plus one was greater than two.

The indescribable stench made her dizzy. Bai Lingling gritted her teeth and took out a bunch of sachets as quickly as possible. She gave two to Han Xunzhen and held the rest in her arms and sniffed them madly.

Ze Lan's face was always cold, without showing any other emotions, and at this moment, it looked a little strange.

Only the warmth and the gentle smile on his face remained unchanged, as if he was as stable as a mountain, unmoved by any storm.

The living dead didn't smell that bad, but Xie Tingyu stuffed it into the storage ring in a hurry. Unexpectedly, the living dead could not survive one day.

Logically speaking, the living dead above the earth level would not decay in one day like this.

Moreover, it is even more impossible for a living dead with some consciousness, at least above the Xuan level, to decay so quickly.

Everyone really watched as Xie Tingyu threw the living dead onto the yellow sand as if he couldn't smell any stench, and then squatted down again.

Circle after circle around the living dead.

There is also a situation where, once out of the spell range of the master, the creature will lose the power to maintain its physical body and thus decay.

The storage ring is like a newly created space, so if that's the case, how does this living dead have his own sanity?

Xie Tingyujue got it and everyone in the cultivation world became stupid.

I was actually controlled by my inertial thinking.

She blocked out the unpleasant smell and pinched a black talisman between her index and middle fingers. If you looked closely, you could find small golden runes floating on it.

Filled with a mysterious atmosphere.

The zombie's momentum was now many times weaker than at the beginning. The black talisman easily merged into its body. Xie Tingyu snapped his fingers when he saw this.

"Snap"

With a loud "boom", flames burst out from the bodies of the living dead. The decayed bodies of the living dead were covered with dense cracks, and red light shone through the cracks.

Furious roars continued to echo in the flames, causing pain in the eardrums, but it did not last long, as the flames burned the living dead to ashes in an instant.

Han Xunzhen's eyes widened, "This move is so cool, what kind of spell is this?"

The unpleasant smell from the living dead did not dissipate, but still floated in the air, making Han Xunzhen want to vomit at the first smell. He gulped as soon as he finished speaking.

"Your reaction can easily lead people to have bad thoughts." Bai Lingling gloated over the misfortune.

But Bai Lingling was not feeling well either. She always felt that the sachets in her arms were ineffective. Now she smelled a burnt smell, the smell of burnt meat.

Seeing Bai Lingling's face turn pale, Xie Ting curled up her jade fingers and waved her sleeves to brush away the dust on the ground.

Under the layer of ashes, there is a jade tablet hidden.

The name was outlined with gold thread on the white jade, and a vague "Yu" caught everyone's eye.

"Is this... the royal token of the Demon Realm?" Ze Lan thought, "I have seen it in ancient books."

Ze Lan's words caused everyone to speculate in unison. Although they had long been pessimistic about the relationship between the Demon Realm, Ghost Mansion, and Demon Abyss, if this situation was really confirmed.

It may not be a good thing for the cultivation world.

The cultivation world cannot resist the siege of these three forces.

Once a fight breaks out, the best outcome is that both sides suffer losses. As for the probability of the cultivation world winning, it is less than 50%.

Xie Tingyu could also understand this point. A situation where both sides suffered losses was a result that no one wanted to see.

This is also the reason why the world of cultivation and the ghost world have been at odds for a long time, but no real war has ever broken out.

"This jade token can't be fake, right?" Xie Ting rubbed the jade token with his jade fingers, turned his head and asked Ze Lan, "I seem to sense the aura on the jade token."

"It is indeed impossible to fake it. When a monster of the Monster Realm Royal Family is born, it will be given a protective jade token, which is split into two to provide protection during the growth of the Monster Realm Royal Family. The aura above may have been left by that person."

It had been a long time since Ze Lan had spoken so many words in one breath. She took a breath and told Xie Tingyu about her own problem. Ze Lan said, "The aura above is most likely left by its owner. This is easy to think of."

"But the problem is..."

"Why would this royal family leave this jade token behind?" Xie Tingyu asked, and Ze Lan nodded immediately, "Yes, that's the question."

Wen Zhiyu said nothing from beginning to end, but when Xie Tingyu turned her head to look at him, he grinned and smiled gently. "Junior sister, have you figured it out?"

Xie Tingyu shook his head and said something without any context, "Senior brother's crane fur coat is very beautiful."

These topics seemed to have nothing to do with Wen Zhiyu's Crane Fur Coat. Xie Tingyu suddenly mentioned Crane Fur Coat at this time, and it was hard not to let others focus on Wen Zhiyu.

In this way, many of Wen Zhiyu's actions will be seen by the other three.

"Junior sister, your vision is always good." Wen Zhiyu responded calmly and without revealing any flaws, just like usual.

Xie Tingyu shrugged, looking nonchalant.

Han Xunzhen kicked the yellow sand out of boredom, and the sand flew out, and soon he burst into violent coughing.

Han Xunzhen was startled. He looked down and saw Li Jue's red eyes. After blinking wildly for a while, he stared at him straight.

Han Xunzhen frowned upon seeing this, and he curled his lips, "Sorry, I don't have the habit of cutting off sleeves."

Li Jue, who had sand in his eyes, said: ...? Aren't you sick?

Li Jue was tied up with a bone whip and couldn't move, and the jade bar pressed tightly against his back was hot.

The flesh on his back continued to heat up.

The painful burning sensation made Li Jue's mind extremely clear.

He rolled his eyes when he heard Han Xunzhen's words, but snorted coldly when he saw Xie Tingyu, and a hoarse sneer came out of his throat, "If you keep thinking about other useless things, it's easy to die in this desert of bones."

"You don't think about useless things, but your life is in our hands. It seems that your idea has not been successfully implemented." Xie Tingyu sneered, with a hint of ridicule in his voice.

"Where are your two fellow cultivators?"

When Li Jue heard Xie Tingyu suddenly talking about the two independent cultivators who had followed him before, his emotions suddenly changed, but on the surface he remained calm and tried to cover up.

Li Jue said righteously, "People with different philosophies cannot work together. The paths I follow are completely different from those two Taoist friends, so it will not last long."

Obviously, the punishment Li Jue is currently experiencing is not severe enough.

He was even able to present himself as an innocent gentleman.

If Xie Tingyu hadn't known the nature of this little Long Aotian through the original novel, he would have been easily confused by what he said.

Xie Tingyu closed his eyes and remained silent, his voice filled with extreme regret, "The living dead died too early. I should have let it look you in the eye, so that you could experience the intimidation of the living dead's aura and see if you could still pretend."

Han Xunzhen was awakened by Xie Tingyu's words. He frowned, put his backhand on Xie Tingyu's shoulder, and pleaded, "Sister, please don't mention this thing anymore. Just let it die peacefully, okay?"

"What's the big deal? There must be more in the desert. Do you want to catch another one?" Xie Tingyu didn't even look at Han Xunzhen.

She stared at Li Jue's sullen face and smiled triumphantly, "We have different ideals and cannot work together? Then there is no point in keeping you here. Why don't we just place you in the desert, so that you can use the sky as a blanket and the ground as a bed..." Xie Tingyu turned her wrist, "I promise to choose a good place for you and won't keep you waiting for too long."

Bai Lingling tried to understand Xie Tingyu's words. She raised her voice and asked, "Do you mean to let him die without pain?"

Xie Tingyu raised his index finger in the air and shook it slowly: "No, it's unforgettable death, happiness, I still remember that feeling before I die."

Xiaolong Aotian's expression finally collapsed completely. The composure that he once prided himself on was shattered after he met Xie Tingyu. Xie Tingyu could easily break through his inner defenses through her rhetoric.

Why can she always find his weaknesses?

Li Jue didn't understand. He called out in his heart, "Mr. Li, lend me some strength."

Li Jue, who had been tortured for a whole day, called out his name for who knows how many times, and the old voice finally appeared.

"What for?"

"I'm going to kill them all."