Chapter 380 The Maid in the Demonic Palace

The little witch Su Caiying sealed her heart, raised her head proudly, and stared expressionlessly at Ye Ling, who was walking towards her step by step. She especially glanced at his right hand a few more times, and shouted solemnly: " Fellow Taoist, stop! Do you want to harm both of us? You have a jade slip that contains the power of the golden elixir, and so do I!"

As she spoke, a pair of purple jade earrings under the little witch's earlobes shone slightly and floated in front of her, each exuding the aura of a powerful golden elixir contained in them!

Ye Ling didn't stop, his spirit beast bag had already been opened! The four sixth-level spiritual beasts can be dispatched at any time. At the same time, his left hand reached into the storage bag, touched the demon-sealing diagram, and at the same time sent a divine thought to the demon sealed inside.

The maids of the Demon Palace were frightened and anxious. They each used their magic weapons to attack the big five elements and small three strange sword formations that trapped them. However, the sword formations were changing. Even with their good cultivation and strength, how could they survive in a short time? Break open!

Although the little witch didn't know Ye Ling's trump card, she saw Ye Ling's cold expression and firm steps. She was originally full of confidence, but she suddenly felt anxious.

She desperately poured all her magic power into the purple ink fan, causing the aura of the seventh-level inherited spiritual treasure purple ink fan to continue to rise!

Ye Ling's expression was still cold, and he suddenly stopped and stopped a hundred feet away in front of the little witch.

The little witch resisted the spread of poisonous gas in her body, forced a sneer out of the corner of her mouth, and threatened in a weak and hoarse voice: "Are you afraid? Why don't you dare to step forward? Come on, fight me!"

Ye Ling was indifferent and just looked at the seventh-level inherited spiritual treasure purple ink fan with cold eyes.

At this moment, the three Zhuo brothers and sisters behind were seriously injured and exhausted. Although they were very weak, their lives depended on whether Ye Ling could defeat the little witch Su Caiying!

Zhuo Yunhe saw that Ye Ling had stopped moving forward, and the aura of the other party's purple ink fan was getting stronger and stronger, rising from 30% of the power of the golden elixir magic weapon until it released 60% of the coercion, and there was still more. Signs of a breakthrough!

Zhuo Yunhe didn't bother to meditate and breathe out to stabilize his vitality, and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Brother Ye! Take action quickly! She has mastered 60% of the power of the purple ink fan now, we can't let her continue! Wait until she is all When you take control, it’s the end of you and me!”

Ye Ling stood there, still not intending to take action. Instead, he calmly blessed himself with various kinds of body protection, put on the fifth-level top-grade golden pattern armor, floated a top-grade ice shield in front of him, and stepped on it with both feet. Get on the cloud-chasing shoes.

When the little witch Su Caiying saw Ye Ling deliberately stalling for time, her heart sank! Her current magic power could not sustain the purple ink fan for too long. She could only wait for Ye Ling to come forward before she could confidently deliver a fatal blow.

It's a pity that Ye Ling saw through her trick. At such a long distance, the little witch couldn't kill her with one strike. Instead, as her magic power continued to pass, she became weaker and weaker!

"You're cruel! But don't even think about succeeding! I'll try my best to reach the middle stage of foundation building, and I will control the purple ink fan and fight you to the death!"

There was a hint of green energy on the little witch's forehead, and there was madness in her eyes. Even her pupils were trying their best to change into purple ones, trying to launch an irresistible soul attack again!

Ye Ling was silent for a moment and said coldly: "Both sides will suffer losses, which is not the result Ye wants! But you attacked my soul and others for no reason before, which not only offended me, but also hurt three of my teammates. If you don't die, it will be difficult to calm Ye's anger. In addition, I have to seek justice for my three teammates! Unless you are willing to come up with a treasure to satisfy me, you can make up for the mistakes you have committed!"

The little witch Su Caiying was trembling with anger. No one would dare to reprimand her loudly in front of her. Not even her father, the Lord of Demon Flame Palace, had ever reprimanded her like this.

What made the little witch the most angry was that Ye Ling kept asking for the treasure, and said that he was so high-sounding and righteous.

But now the situation is forcing the little witch to suppress her anger in order to protect herself, and said in a hoarse voice: "What do you want?"

Ye Ling pointed to the purple ink fan in front of her: "Give me this fan!"

"Don't even dream about it!" Su Caiying was so angry that she could hardly suppress the poisonous wounds on her body, and almost got poisonous fire in her heart. It took her a long time to catch her breath: "I gave you the purple ink fan, do I still want to live? In addition to these life-saving things, I will give you any number of spiritual stones and elixirs you want!"

Behind Ye Ling, Zhuo Yunhe, Yunfeng and Yun Xi all looked at Ye Ling with their souls seriously injured, hoping to get out of danger as soon as possible and get rid of this little witch who wanted to kill people.

So they hurriedly gave Ye Ling an idea: "Brother Ye! I need 50,000 spirit stones, or pills of equivalent value!"

"Brother Ye Ling, just let her leave the storage bag and let them go."

Ye Ling waved his hand back to stop them, then pointed at the four maids of the Demon Palace who were surrounded by the puppet sword formation, and said calmly: "Ye is not interested in pills or spiritual stones. Since We can’t give each other purple ink fans, so Ye wants four of them!”

The four maids of the Demon Palace were so shocked that their faces turned pale. They looked at Ye Ling with wide eyes and shouted loudly:

"Little master, don't listen to him! We are loyal to the little master and will never leave him until we die."

"He has evil intentions, little master, please don't push us into the tiger's mouth!"

The little witch frowned slightly, and suddenly she saw an icy blue and bright sixth-order butterfly king landing on Ye Ling's shoulder. Her pupils shrank sharply!

The little witch sighed lightly: "Forget it, since you have chosen my maid, why not give her to you! I just hope that you and I can stop arguing and turn hostility into friendship."

The maids of the four demon palaces were shocked, and each of them showed a look of fear on their faces!

But Ye Ling clearly felt that their fear did not come from him, but from the little witch Su Caiying.

Ye Ling slightly opened the Demon Sealing Map and sent a divine thought to the demon head: "Are the souls and blood of these four witches controlled by others, or are they branded with souls?"

The demon head made a sound of swallowing saliva and laughed obscenely: "This demon, ahem, I haven't seen such a good furnace for a long, long time! The master is really discerning. The purple flame magic seal on their foreheads is their soul brand. If my body is still there, I can easily resolve such a shallow magic seal!"

Ye Ling looked at the opposite side coldly and said lightly: "Su Caiying, untie the purple flame magic seal on their foreheads, and I will let you go!"

The little witch was startled. She wanted to send the maid of the Demon Palace as a spy to kill Ye Ling, but she didn't expect that Ye Ling would see through her again, and even knew the magic seal prohibition of their Demon Flame Palace.

This made the little witch even more afraid of Ye Ling, so she had to nod and agree, and four purple lights shot out, breaking the magic seals on the eyebrows of the four maids of the Demon Palace.

The four women were overjoyed, and they could finally leave the Demon Flame Palace and get rid of the control of this brutal little master!

But before they could be happy for a moment, Ye Ling's cold voice came: "Hand over your soul blood! Life or death, choose quickly!"

The breath of the four maids of the Demon Palace was choked. Although they had expected it, they were still very reluctant to release their soul blood when the time came. The puppet sword formation floated out amid their groans. The four women only hoped that the new master would be more merciful than the little witch, and not beat or punish them at will, which would be good enough.

Ye Ling collected their soul blood, and asked the demon head in the Demon Sealing Map to spread his consciousness to confirm that it was correct, and then he withdrew the Great Five Elements Small Three Strange Sword Formation.

At this time, the little witch Su Caiying was very nervous. Her four maids had become the enemy's people. She had freed her hands and set up the Great Five Elements Small Three Sword Formation. If Ye Ling regretted it, she would not be able to escape the bad luck unless she paid the price of losing her cultivation! However, in Tianfeng Gorge, losing cultivation was the same as death!

"Fellow Daoist Ye, I'll give you the person you want. Don't push me too far! Goodbye!" The little witch protected her heart, bit her red lips, and jumped onto the purple ink fan vigilantly. Seeing that Ye Ling never made a move, she flew away cautiously.