As we walked along the dark passage, the pungent smell of blood and rancid became stronger. Tong Yan was a little helpless and a little speechless. In order to improve his cultivation, Xiongqing Cang actually turned the Demon Sect into purgatory with his own hands. It's hard to agree with what he did.

But he is the master of the Demon Sect, except for Tong Yan, who dares to intervene?

Tong Yan has made up his mind to stop Xiongqingcang no matter what. If it really didn't work, he took him back to the Wu family's old house and asked Xue'er, a descendant of Nuwa, to think of a way.

However, he was also prepared for the worst, if Xiong Qingcang didn't think of the love of master and apprentice and made a move on him, he could only fight hard, and he couldn't throw his life here.

Along the passage, the smell is unpleasant, and it is also eerie. The cave was a little damp, and it felt like it had just been washed away by a heavy rain.

Tong Yan walked for a while, and directly pulled out his Vajra Demon Pestle. It may be that in such an environment, he felt a little uneasy in his heart, and he could hold the King Kong Demon Pestle to some extent.

As he walked, the last thing he wanted to see appeared, and the corpses of several Demon Sect disciples fell to the ground crookedly. Although these corpses appear to be intact, they are in fact separated limbs, and this separation is not cut with a blade, but torn by force.

The corpse was slightly shriveled, and it could be seen that a lot of blood was flowing from the body. There are obvious traces of gnawing on the neck and shoulders of the corpse, which should not be done by wild beasts, and there is a good chance that it was done by people.

If what the thousand-faced scholar said is true, the murderer who did such a cruel thing is probably the one who is undoubtedly strong.

Tong Yan sighed lightly and did not touch these corpses, because the top priority now is to find Xiongqingcang, and as for taking care of the aftermath of these Demon Sect disciples, it is better to wait for later.

Raising his legs and moving forward, he saw more than a dozen corpses with their limbs torn off, and the expressions of the corpses were hideous, almost thinking of how much they had suffered before they died.

Xiongqing Cang had been very protective of the Demon Sect's disciples before, and these dead people probably couldn't accept the result of being killed by the sect master himself no matter what.

But in this world, how can there be absolutes? People have both good and evil sides, and when the good side is hidden, only the monstrous evil remains.

Tong Yan kept shaking his head and sighing as he walked forward. He was really afraid that Xiong Qingcang wouldn't even remember him, his only apprentice, and he was really afraid that he wouldn't be able to return to the right path until the end. But he can't give up, because only if he has hope, there will be hope for Xiongqingcang.

After walking for a while, he finally came to the door of the Shura Palace.

Xiongqing Cang was cultivating in the Shura Palace and summoning the disciples of the Demon Sect on weekdays, and now the chief helm of the Demon Sect has gone to the empty building. This is the most likely place where Xiongqingcang is, and if he can't find Xiongqingcang here, it is estimated that he has gone elsewhere.

The gate of the Shura Palace was open, and there were four guards who had died miserably in the doorway. Tong Yan raised his legs and walked directly into the door, and then tentatively shouted, "Master, are you inside?" Master? ”

However, his shouts did not get the slightest response, and the Shura Palace was still silent, except for the ticking sound that came from nowhere.

Tong Yan frowned, held the Vajra Demon Descending Pestle in his hand tighter, and then went deeper again, until he reached the end of the corridor in the Shura Palace.

And at this moment, the Vajra Demon Descending Pestle in his hand automatically emitted a dazzling Buddha light. As soon as the Buddha's light appeared, there was light in the dark Shura Palace, although it could not illuminate the entire Shura Palace, but it could well relieve the psychological pressure brought by the darkness.

Tong Yan just wanted to take advantage of the light of the Vajra Demon Pestle to check in the Shura Palace, but unexpectedly, a strange voice sounded inexplicably in front of his right.

"Giggle...... "Crunch...... sound like a dog gnawing on a bone, or a bit like grinding your teeth in the middle of the night. All in all, it sounds very uncomfortable, and there is a tingling sensation on the scalp.

Tong Yan was quite calm, and turned his head directly to look in the direction where the voice sounded.

At this glance, he actually saw a huge water tank. As for whether there was water in the tank, he didn't know now. But one thing is for sure, there must be something in this large tank that is a man tall.

"Could it be that Master is inside?" He thought to himself, and walked towards the big tank step by step.

But what was a little surprising was that when he walked less than a meter away from the big water tank, the sound in the big water tank disappeared all at once.

Tong Yan was a little nervous, in such a somewhat calm atmosphere, even if he cultivated well, I am afraid that he would inevitably be cranky.

"Master? Is that you? Are you in the tank? I'm Tong Yan, and my disciple has come to see you. Master? ”

He stepped forward, standing on tiptoe to look into the jar. But I didn't expect that there was a cylinder head on top of this big water tank.

Tong Yan was speechless, and had no choice but to reach out and move the cylinder head.

But just as he stretched out his hand to grab the cylinder head, there was a "click", and a drop of unknown liquid fell impartially on the back of his outstretched hand.

The liquid is not cold, on the contrary, it is somewhat warm. He withdrew his hand and looked at it carefully, the liquid was somewhat viscous and transparent, it could not be blood, it was more like ...... More like snot or the saliva of a beast.

The mucus was dripping from above, and the ticking sound I heard earlier may have been caused by the mucus falling. But strangely, the head of this large tank is very clean, and there are no traces of water dripping.

Tong Yan did not continue to open the cylinder head, but slowly looked overhead. He wanted to see where the slime came from, and he wanted to know what Xiong Qingcang was doing here.

He held his breath and looked up little by little. Suddenly, he saw something with red tentacles, and as he continued to look up at these red tentacles, a pair of blood-red eyes collided with his gaze.

Being stared at by these blood-red eyes, Tong Yan's eyes widened unconsciously.

I saw that there was a blood-red thing lying on top of his head, this thing had a head, and the facial features on the head were quite distinct, but the skin was full of wrinkles, and it had a pair of big red hands that looked like flippers, and its body was full of blood-red long tentacles, and the tentacles about twenty centimeters long hung downward, densely and slowly squirming, only making people's scalp numb.

What the hell is this? Is it a bat? Is it a gecko? Or is it some spirit?

Tong Yan took a deep breath and decided to get the thing lying on top of his head down and figure it out.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, the head of the big water tank in front of him unconsciously moved to the side, and then, a big withered yellow hand like an eagle's claw slowly stretched out from it......

PS: There are two more chapters today!