692 Familiar Sign

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Senior Brother He's face turned pale, but he still didn't give up. He slapped his chest with one palm and spurted a mouthful of blood towards the cauldron in front of him.

After absorbing the blood, the cauldron seemed to flash with blood. The magic fire in front of him suddenly became louder and louder, and it burned towards the magic vine. Feng Ming and the others seemed to hear the terrified screams of the magic vine. Seeing this,

the magic cultivators continued to input energy into the cauldron without any effort. The magic vine seemed to know that it could not escape this disaster. Under the attack of the magic fire, it gave up counterattack and let the magic fire ignite the whole magic vine. In an instant, the center of the magic vine was engulfed in a sea of ​​black fire.

Feng Ming and Bai Qiaomo looked at each other. They had been paying attention to the situation of the magic vines. Just when the magic vines seemed to give up resistance, they clearly sensed a force drilling into the ground.

Originally, they did not want to intervene in the battle between the magic cultivators and the magic vines, but now the magic vines have escaped under their noses, and the magic cultivators seem to have not noticed it yet, so there is no reason to miss it.

Bai Qiaomo pulled down the five elements flame that was jumping on his head and gave it a few instructions.

The five elements flames suddenly became proud, and then "whoosh" drilled into the ground and disappeared.

The Sea Dragon King sensed it, but couldn't find any trace of the Five Elements Flame. He was surprised and said, "Xiao Wu has this ability?"

Feng Ming said, "Because it is the Five Elements Flame, it has the properties of the five elements. It is normal for it to burrow underground."

The Sea Dragon King was confused. Is this normal? He had underestimated Xiao Wu. Maybe Xiao Wu is really the most powerful one among them.

Seeing that the magic vine could no longer block the magic fire, the magic cultivators finally breathed

a sigh of relief. Senior Brother He was extremely exhausted. When he relaxed, he almost stumbled and fell to the ground. It was a junior sister behind him who came forward to support him.

Senior Brother He waved his hands, threw a pill into his mouth, and said, "Who of you goes over and takes the magic core back? Let's leave here as soon as possible."

The noise they made before was too loud, which could easily alarm the cultivators passing by nearby. They couldn't let others take away the fruits of their hard battle.

"Okay, Senior Brother He."

Two demon cultivators took the tripod and walked towards the still burning demon fire, waiting for the demon fire to completely burn the demon vine.

Finally, the hill-like demon fire was summoned by the tripod and controlled by the demon cultivators, and reluctantly shrank to the size of a ping-pong ball and plunged into the tripod.

The two demon cultivators searched the remaining ashes for the most valuable magic core in the demon vine. The seventh-level wood demon core was much more valuable than the beast demon core of the same level.

However, the most unfortunate result occurred. They searched everywhere but could not find the magic core left by the demon vine. Their hearts were pounding and they turned around to call for help.

"Brother He, the magic core is gone."

The demon cultivators who were recovering from meditation could not stay any longer when they heard this. They jumped up and rushed over.

"How could it be gone?"

Brother He was even more shocked: "Oh no, the demon vine is probably not dead, but ran away with the magic core. Hurry up and dig up the ground and capture it!" More

than a dozen demon cultivators immediately started digging together. The ground was full of holes made by the roots of the demon vine. They were so dense that it was impossible to tell which hole was the path for the demon vine to escape.

Feng Ming and the Sea Dragon King watched these demon cultivators busying themselves with a very unkind look. Feng Ming did not think that they were robbing others of their work.

Without their help, these demon cultivators could not catch the escaped demon core.

So instead of letting the demon vine go, it would be better for them to do it.

Feng Ming also took out the spiritual fruit, and everyone ate the spiritual fruit while watching the show, and from time to time they would comment on which demon cultivator worked the hardest and which demon cultivator was lazy.

In the center where the demon vine had taken root, a dozen demon cultivators dug a deep pit. They could not see the demon cultivators who were still busy at the bottom of the pit from this direction, so they used their soul power to check.

In the end, these demon cultivators still failed to find the demon vine and the demon core, and collapsed to the bottom of the pit in great disappointment.

There were also demon cultivators who were cursing and grumbling. They had consumed so much energy and worked so hard but got nothing in return.

This operation was a complete loss. How could they not be angry and want to curse?

Being angry was useless. They didn't want to leave immediately and waited in the pit to restore their magic power.

After the magic power was replenished, everyone was listless and frustrated. After checking several times without giving up, they had to leave.

After they left, Feng Ming and his group of people followed them far behind, to see if they could follow them to find a place where demon cultivators live and obtain more intelligence information.

As soon as they set off, the Five Elements Flame drilled back from underground.

Only Bai Qiaomo, the owner who had a contractual relationship with it, could clearly sense its every move. It would be very difficult for others to find it.

After the Five Elements Flame came back, it proudly turned in front of everyone, and then stopped in front of Bai Qiaomo, spitting out a emerald green magic core from the flame.

It was as big as a baby's fist, bigger than any magic core they had seen before, and more transparent green.

The children were all surprised: "It's incredible that such a dark magic vine can have such a beautiful magic core."

Isn't it? Feng Ming had the same idea.

Bai Qiaomo played with it for a while, and then handed this seventh-level wood magic core to Feng Ming. Feng Ming had to do the research on magic cores. This is a specialization.

The Five Elements Flame circled around Feng Ming again. Feng Ming knew what it meant. It was asking for a reward after all the hard work.

Feng Ming threw a top-grade fire pill to it, and the Five Elements Flame returned to Bai Qiao Mo's body with the pill.

A dozen or so demon cultivators walked and stopped, but it was obvious that they were very familiar with the environment of this demon realm.

They would stop on the way to deal with some demon plants and monsters, but they were all level five or six, and they never encountered level seven. Maybe they wanted to recover some losses in this way.

Two days later, these demon cultivators stopped in front of a mountain wall.

Seeing them looking around vigilantly, Feng Ming and Bai Qiao Mo guessed that there was something wrong with the mountain wall, maybe it was just a trick.

Sure enough, Senior Brother He took out a black token and input energy into it. The mountain wall in front of him shook for a moment, and then a passageway appeared that could accommodate two or three people.

Looking inside the passageway, it was not a mountain, but a valley, and there were human figures.

After a dozen demon cultivators entered the passage, the passage disappeared behind them and the scene returned to its original state.

Feng Ming and Bai Qiaomo did not go to check immediately, but waited patiently until it got dark, and then they sneaked in with a few people.

Feng Ming said, "This place is really secretive. If we hadn't followed along and seen it with our own eyes, we wouldn't have thought there would be a formation here."

Bai Qiaomo nodded. Although he had a high level of formation skills, the Demon Realm was so big that if he hadn't encountered it, how could he have thought there was a problem here and stopped to check it out?

Now that he knew there was such a place, the next problem would not be a big deal.

They hid their bodies, and Bai Qiaomo began to study the formation here, how to sneak into the valley inside the formation without alerting the demon cultivators inside.

It didn't take too long for Bai Qiaomo to come to a conclusion: "In fact, it's not a complicated formation, but a clever trick to hide it, so it won't attract attention.

There should be a valley inside, and this is the only entrance to the outside. If this is blocked, it will be difficult for people to discover the situation in the valley."

"Let's go in."

With a few children, Feng Ming and Bai Qiaomo still hid their bodies, not wanting to alert the demon cultivators in the valley, and quietly passed through the formation outside and appeared in the valley.

There was only a layer of formation between them, but the inside and the outside were two completely different worlds.

At a quick glance, they could see more than a hundred cultivators, not including those who were out of their sight. There were

actually buildings and streets in the valley, so it was conceivable that this place of residence of demon cultivators must have existed for quite some time.

The two concealed their figures and moved in the valley like ghosts.

After a close observation, they concluded that this was the market for demon cultivators. There were still people setting up stalls on the street at night, selling their gains in the demon realm.

The dozen or so demon cultivators who followed them were nowhere to be seen. Perhaps they were too tired from days of running around and fighting, so they went to find a place to rest first.

Because there were few demon cultivators setting up stalls on the street at night, and there were few pedestrians, the two of them were not worried about bumping into anyone while walking like this.

After a while, the two stopped and looked at a corner in front of them. There were several demon cultivators in the corner, and there was also a cultivator.

They were talking about something in the corner, and they were gesturing with their hands from time to time.

Feng Ming transmitted his voice unhappily, "As expected, there are cultivators and demon cultivators colluding with each other. It is unusual for cultivators to appear in the market of demon cultivators."

The two moved closer to listen to what they were talking about. After hearing what they were talking about, Feng Ming frowned, and Bai Qiaomo also twitched his mouth.

It was obvious that the cultivator was selling the information outside the Demon Realm to the demon cultivators, and this information happened to be related to Feng Ming and the others. It was talking about the two bounties, one obvious and one hidden, released by Sun Lou.

Moreover, this cultivator also revealed that Feng Ming and Bai Qiaomo were now in the Demon Realm. As for where they were, it was up to the demon cultivators to find them themselves.

Feng Ming turned around and left unhappily. There was no need to listen any further.

In fact, he was not that angry, because he had expected it.

Perhaps for survival, perhaps for profit, the cultivators outside the Demon Realm and the demon cultivators inside the Demon Realm must have developed private channels for mutual communication over the years.

Now, even if someone told Feng Ming and Bai Qiaomo that even the high-level officials of both sides had private exchanges, they would not find it strange.

After leaving that corner, the two continued to wander aimlessly in the market.

After they left, the demon cultivators and cultivators in that corner suddenly felt a little cold on their necks.

He touched his neck. Even if the temperature in the valley dropped at night, he shouldn't have such a reaction.

The few people put such feelings behind their minds and continued to exchange information.

On the other side, Feng Ming and Bai Qiaomo stopped again. Another demon cultivator appeared in front of them.

Feng Ming's eyes stopped on a corner of the demon cultivator's robe. There was a mark that made him remember deeply, a crown of thorns made up of three demon vines.