Chapter 1217 If it fails, we will all be buried with the young master

A 'monster' covered in long red hair crawled out of the dark demonic coffin.

The monster's body is slightly bent, showing a strange arc, as if it might jump forward at any time. The red hair all over his body was like steel needles, standing upside down on a dry and hard body like dry tree bark, shaking slightly with his breathing.

As a tooth-piercing friction sound of 'Kakaka' sounded, the monster's body suddenly swelled to dozens of feet, and at the same time it exuded a blood-red thick demonic aura.

Its head is unusually large, and its huge mouth is full of sharp teeth, emitting a faint cold light. His eyes flashed with blood-red light, like two burning flames, which made people shudder.

After the monster's body grew to tens of feet, it became muscular and seemed to contain infinite evil power. He stretched out his hand and grabbed the dark demon coffin in his hand, and then smashed it against the defensive formation of Medicine City. There was a rumble and the formation trembled, as if the earth was shaking and the mountains were shaking.

"Clan Leader Bai, is this the 'True Demon Puppet'? It can breathe freely and seems to have a sense of autonomy."

Yang Che stared at the sky with a solemn expression. He sensed that the powerful aura exuded by this 'monster' was indeed far above the level of an emperor, but it did not reach the level of a true immortal or true demon.

"Yes, young master, this is the biggest threat to our medicine city, the real demon puppet! If only a few Mahayana and Dzogchen-level demons come to attack, I will not take it seriously at all. But once the 'real demon puppet' The only way to break through the protective formation is to use the power of the 'Lord Statue'."

Although Bai Zhichu's face was calm and composed, deep in his eyes he could not hide the deep worry. After a slight pause, he immediately said:

"Young Master, you should stay next to the Lord's statue. Although this true demon puppet does not have the real 'real demon' strength, we are definitely no match for it."

Yang Che said: "Clan Chief Bai, I heard from Qing Xun that there is more than one true demon puppet at the bottom of the abyss where the demon is sealed, and the specific number is unknown to the Jingren clan?"

Bai Zhichu nodded: "That abyss is called the Demon Suppressing Abyss. More than ten thousand years ago, the owner would come here every thousand years to reinforce the Demon Suppressing Seal. Now that the seal is loose, the Demon Suppressing Abyss has emerged. The demonic energy emitted was so strong that even the old slave could not penetrate it completely. Only with the help of the Jingchen Mirror, one of the most precious treasures of our Jingren clan, we could barely see the existence of the 'True Demon Coffin' at the bottom of the Demon Suppressing Abyss. But there’s no way to know how many.”

"Clan Chief Bai, the power of my master's statue can only be used three times. It has been used once before. If there are more than two real demon coffins at the bottom of the Demon Suppressing Abyss, the current crisis will be over. Once the power of my master's statue is used several times, If it is exhausted, wouldn’t Yaocheng and your Jingren clan still face the danger of destroying the city and annihilating the clan?”

After Yang Che finished speaking, his eyes narrowed and he looked up. The momentum of the 'True Demon Puppet' attacking the protective formation in the sky became more and more alarming.

Seeing the worried look on Yang Che's eyes, Bai Zhichu immediately said: "Young Master, they won't be able to break through this protective formation for a while. Even if they have the means, they won't be able to break through the protective formation for more than half a month. As for what will happen after the power of the Lord's statue is exhausted, we can only leave it to fate. By the way, young master, can you tell me where the master is now?"

Yang Che shook his head and said: "I don't know where my master is now. But right now, don't expect my master to return here suddenly. Chief Bai, I want to confirm one thing now, which is the true power of my master's statue. power."

When Bai Zhichu heard this, he immediately held up his hands and said, "Don't worry, young master. The power of the Lord's statue can kill even real demons here. The old slave suggests that the young master should stay by the Lord's statue as soon as possible, just in case." one."

"Can real demons be killed?" Yang Che's eyes lit up slightly.

"Yes, young master." Bai Zhichu nodded solemnly.

Yang Che stared at the 'real demon puppet' high in the sky, thinking about the majestic demonic energy under the Demon Suppressing Abyss, and a thoughtful look appeared on his face.

After a while, he quickly sent a message to Bai Zhichu to tell him his plan.

When Bai Zhichu heard this, he was immediately shocked and said: "Young Master, you must not do it. This is really too dangerous, not to mention your cultivation level..."

The leader of the Elf Tribe was completely shocked by what Yang Che said just now.

"Clan Chief Bai, it's settled. Since this place is my master's medicine garden, how can we let these demons destroy it? I heard Lu Ye said that several of the spiritual birds and beasts that master asked you to raise have already They are very powerful. Don’t have any worries. Let them all out to fight the enemy. The two of us will keep communicating at all times and act according to the plan.”

"Young Master, let's take a long-term approach..." Bai Zhichu tried to dissuade him.

However, after Yang Che finished transmitting the message, he immediately disappeared in a flash, and at the same time he used the 'Nameless Breath Condensing Technique'. Yang Che already knew from the Master's Soul Separation that this 'Nameless Breath Condensing Technique' was actually called the 'True Hidden Technique', which concealed the breath. There are three levels of the art, and he was only practicing the first level at the beginning.

Of course, it was not that Dao Jiulu, that is, Brother Jiu Nan was hiding his secrets, but that Brother Jiu Nan only knew the first level.

After Yang Che's figure disappeared, 'Qing Xun', who had been silent and maintained a respectful posture next to him, suddenly asked in confusion: "Grandpa, what does this young master want to do..."

Bai Zhichu said: "Xun'er, the young master is going to do something extremely risky. If this happens, there will be no hidden dangers in our Medicine City and our Jingren clan. But if it doesn't work, we will all give it to the young master." Burial."

"What?" Qingxun was immediately shocked when he heard this. At this time, his voice suddenly became soft and soft, like a woman exclaiming.

Bai Zhichu showed no signs of surprise at all. He stared at the sky above, and then said solemnly:

"Xun'er, hurry to the 'Immortal Beast Pavilion' to inform Bai Ye, and ask him to release the spirit beasts to reinforce the protective formation. After that, you still go to the 'Lord Statue', but this time, do not use the power of the statue easily, and wait until the young master reappears and wait for an opportunity to act."

After saying that, he sent a message to Qingxun again, and Qingxun's eyes showed an incredible look: "Grandfather, could it be that this young master has some powerful secret treasure given by the Lord? Otherwise, with his cultivation, how could he do this!"

"No one will rush to die. Since the young master dares to do so, it means that he has a certain degree of confidence. What we can do now is to cooperate with the young master and defend the protective formation first."

Bai Zhichu was also puzzled, but thinking that the young master was the disciple of the Lord, he felt that perhaps nothing was impossible. Since the young master dared to gamble, then he, as the lowest-ranking servant of the Lord, why wouldn't he dare!

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At this time, Yang Che had already taken a pill of ‘Yueyin Pill’ and used the Earth Escape Technique to quietly pass through the formation from somewhere underground and headed straight for the ‘Demon Suppression Abyss’.

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