Seeing that Qingbo and the others were useless, Ah Qi cursed in a low voice, turning into a cloud of black mist and flying in front of Shen Jiuliu.

The black mist was sharp and tough, and the surging demonic qi exuded a cold murderous and evil aura, and a huge fist extended from the black mist and hammered it into Shen Jiuliu's chest, making Shen Jiuliu's blood churn with just one blow.

In the City Lord's Mansion, Rong Xian sat cross-legged, and suddenly the golden token in the depths of her divine consciousness bloomed with a majestic cold light, and the light turned into a chain composed of runes, ready to move.

Rong Xian opened her eyes, and a golden light flashed in her eyes.

She stood up and walked to the window, looking at the deep night outside the window, and her tone couldn't hear any joy or anger: "Ah Qi has done it in the mortal world." ”

Outside the city, the black fog seemed to feel a huge coercion and a faint threat, and quickly turned into a human form, looking at the chains around him with a dark and desolate aura on his face full of horror.

The overwhelming power fell from the sky, and Ah Qi felt this powerful pressure against him, and hurriedly looked up, only to see the black dragon looming above his head churning in the clouds.

He blurted out, "Fierce Demon Hell!"

The others subconsciously looked up when they heard the voice, but saw that there was darkness in the sky, and there was nothing.

Ah Qi knew that the Demon Prison had really appeared, and this appearance was just a warning, and when he was stained with blood, someone from the Immortal Sect would kill him. Once the people of the Immortal Sect missed, the Demon Prison would appear for the second time and imprison him directly.

Ah Qi's face was very ugly, he was too aggrieved to be a demon cultivator these years, he couldn't get out of it and was confined to death.

Compared to the outside world, it seems that the Holy Mountain is better.

The strength is not suppressed, and the demon cultivators are even more casually killing each other, and if they have nothing to do, they will go to the Haotian Immortal Sect to find fault and fight, no matter how much it is better than not being able to move outside the holy mountain.

In Ah Qi's daze, Shen Jiuliu's figure flashed and hurriedly fled.

Ah Qi's expression sank, and he immediately turned into black mist and entangled Shen Jiuliu.

Vaguely, Shen Jiuliu seemed to see a corner of his clothes in the black mist, embroidered with silver moonlight grass.

"Heartless Cliff!" Shen Jiuliu blurted out, his face full of shock, he didn't expect the demon cultivator of Heartless Cliff to also participate.

Ah Qi snorted coldly, and never left his hand again, the powerful force surged, and Shen Jiuliu couldn't straighten his waist. If it weren't for the sword in his hand, he would have fallen to his knees.

A black chain flew out of Ah Qi's hand, as if a spiritual wisdom had been circling around Shen Jiuliu, trying to tie him up.

Shen Jiuliu struggled to resist the coercion, the hand holding the sword was bruised, he swept the sword with all his strength, and the chain flew backwards and dodged.

Shen Jiuliu fell to the ground because he had no support, and he secretly complained bitterly when he saw the chain bearer flying again.

Today he was careless, I thought it was just an ordinary monk, and then he died with ill intentions, that is, the assassin who assassinated him when he was in the Holy Mountain, who knew that he was even involved in the Wuxin Cliff.

What is there about him that can make those who admit that the whole clan is not to say, and they still collude with Wuxin Cliff to chase after him?!

Shen Jiuliu had a lot of thoughts in his heart, and the outside world was actually just a blink of an eye.

As soon as the chain touched him, it snapped back again, as if there was something particularly terrifying about him.

Ah Qi's face changed slightly, because the emotion of 'terror' from the chain of forbidden spirits was extremely familiar.

Once, whenever he took out the Forbidden Spirit Chain within the range of the Resting Heart Lord, he could sense the terrifying emotions conveyed by the chain.

It's just a spiritual weapon, but it's like a livestock that has encountered a natural enemy, and it trembles in a ball.

Legend has it that there is an artifact on the body of the Lord of the Heart, although no one has confirmed it, but the Forbidden Spirit Chain can bind anyone, and it is like a soft noodle in front of the Lord of the Heart.

When the chain touched Shen Jiuliu just now, it retracted abruptly, and there was a cowardice that had not appeared for more than ten years, which immediately frightened Ah Qi.

The black mist in his palm churned, and after slamming Shen Jiuliu with a palm, he had no power to resist, and then he came to Shen Jiuliu and stared at him condescendingly, and after a while, he squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth: "What is your relationship with the Lord of Xixin?"

Shen Jiuliu had a blank face: "Isn't she already dead?"

was killed by Shizun himself, and Shizun regretted it for a long time.

Ah Qi found that his expression was not fake, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.

Since he didn't know the Lord of the Resting Heart, why did this happen to his Forbidden Spirit Chain?!

Ah Qi was silent for a moment, his fingertips were on Shen Jiu's eyebrows, imprisoning the power of his whole body, watching the person faint, and then he said to Qingbo: "Take the person back and lock him up, after I return to the Venerable, listen to the Venerable's orders." ”

Qing Bo immediately agreed, he waved his hand, and Qing Yi and the others behind him picked them up and hurried towards the City Lord's Mansion.

Late at night, in the city lord's mansion, the candles flickered.

Rong Xian was lying on the soft floor and looking at the medical book, her eyebrows frowned slightly, as if she was puzzled by the incurable disease.

Feeling the token in the depths of her soul calm down, a trace of regret flashed in her eyes.

It's a pity that I was almost able to deal with Ah Qi.

However, this Fierce Demon Prison is also a trouble, and she didn't even let her leave, it seems that she has to find a way again, she doesn't want to be bound by the Fierce Demon Prison in her new life, and suppress the Fierce Demon Prison for the rest of her life.

At this moment, figures streaked over the City Lord's Mansion, and after a while, calm was restored again.

A glimmer of light flashed in Rong Xian's eyes, and she whispered to herself: "It seems that my senior uncle has succeeded by luck." ”

Shen Jiuliu's arrest can be said to be her one effort, of course she won't stop it, what she wants is a-for-tat confrontation between Shen Jiuliu and Qingbo.

And as soon as Ah Qi makes a move, the people of the Immortal Sect will make a move.

As long as the attention of the Immortal Sect is distracted, she and Hanxi will not be restrained when they investigate the traitors in Wuxin Cliff.

However, Shen Jiuliu can't stay in Qingbo's control all the time, he still has her Sword Emperor essence blood in his body, so he has to find a time to release people, and then lead the Immortal Sect forces to come out, so that the world will be more chaotic.

Rong Xian waved her sleeves away, the candle flame was extinguished, and a hint of nonexistent laughter in the darkness was particularly ironic.

Early the next morning, Rong Xian didn't have time to eat breakfast and prepared to go out with the medicine box.

Qingbo's eyes flashed, and he asked with a smile: "Why is my nephew so anxious today, are there any seriously ill patients?"

Rong Xian pretended to say: "No, yesterday Jiuliu said that he went outside the city to investigate the demon cultivation at night, and the disciple was in a hurry to go out to know if Jiuliu had found any clues, and the disciple was very worried about the people outside the city." ”

Qingbo's smile did not change, and he also pretended to say: "When is this kind of worrying problem of my nephew a head?"

Rong Xian smiled shyly and did not answer.

"Okay, okay, go if you want, I know that you can't stay in the mansion at this time. Qingbo feigned anger.

Rong Xian seemed to be happy to respond, and walked outside briskly.

Qingbo didn't see her turn around, and all her emotions turned into indifference.