Chapter 198: Blending into the Demon Clan
Building a large tomb with a joint burial is a breeze for a monk like Dong Lin, and it is a matter of a few spells.
Baihua couldn't help, so she went to Xu Can's side.
Sister Xu Can rubbed over there for a long time, and she was stunned that a corpse was not refined, she just pressed the head of a corpse and spit it out on the side, it seems that she really can't do such a bloody thing.
Most of the disemboweling things were done by Baihua, and Xu Can just endured the nausea and arranged the magic circle.
It took a long time to finish refining more than a dozen demon corpses one by one.
The matter of soul searching is no problem for Xu Can, and after obtaining the information, he returned to the corpses one by one, and the preliminary sacrifice of more than a dozen corpses was completed.
Through soul searching, I learned that this team of people was actually the demon black armor army guarding the northern mountains, and one of them was the son of the commander of the black armor army! That is, the young man who looked white and pure, named Mo She.
According to the description in the information, this team originally went to be hundreds of people, and there was also a deputy commander of the Jindan period, if such a large group of sub-demon troops appeared, Dong Lin would only have to avoid its edge.
It's also this Mo Shi fun, pulling a small team of guards out to wander first, it stands to reason that in this kind of place that is very close to the power of the demon clan, no one dares to provoke such a team of demons in the Ning Dan period, and it is very safe.
It's a pity that this young master is really unlucky, he does bad things, and occasionally comes out to do something angry and resentful, and he just let Dong Lin, the killer star, run into it.
It just so happened that Dong Lin was worried that he had no chance to blend into the demon clan, so he sent such a wave of people, just to eat it, and to enter it under a false name!
Xu Can cast the phantom array, Dong Lin mixed left and right in the array, one strange and one was cooperating tacitly, and this team of demons was killed without even making a sound.
And I got a shocking news from Mo She.
That is, ten days ago, under the leadership of the commander of the demon army, he had broken the seal and had invaded the Barbarian Continent, as for the specific situation on the Barbarian Continent, Mo Shi was just a son, and he didn't care about this at all.
However, one thing Dong Lin can be sure of is that now that the main force of the demon clan is exhausted, guarding against emptiness, it just gives himself an excellent opportunity.
Dong Lin decided to blend into this demon team and enter the hinterland of the demon clan first.
So, Dong Lin used the Thousand Illusion Spirit Face to transform into the appearance of Mo She, and then took a demon pill that he had already refined, exuding a faint demonic aura on his body, and wearing the demon armor, on the surface, it looked the same as Mo She's deity, but the aura emitted was a little weaker, only the appearance of the peak of the Qi training period, which was a grade different from the Peiyuan period.
Dong Lin originally wanted to gamble, but he bet that no one would dare to detect his impostor, but Baihua interjected, why didn't he let Mo Shi take them in?
Dong Lin suddenly realized, yes, for Mao Tuo, he and Xu Can hid in the Qiankun Treasure Wheel, let the corpse refining ink wade with a hundred flowers, and lead the team back, wouldn't it be better to hide in the Qiankun Treasure Wheel and observe?
Speaking of the corpse control technique of the Linghu clan, it is very magical, when I was in Huaguo, I saw it, refining corpses is almost no different from usual, and talking and doing things are no different from living people.
Dong Lin was as good as a stream, everything returned to its original state, and he couldn't see any flaws, so he took the Qiankun Treasure Wheel to Mo She's finger, and Xu Can flashed in to dodge.
Sure enough, this team of corpse refining rode on the demon rhino and smoothly blended into the team heading to the demon capital, without arousing the suspicion of other demon clans at all.
Whether it was the gate guard or the demon soldiers in charge of patrolling, they all saluted respectfully to those who came, and did not dare to stop them in the slightest.
Even before entering the room, when he met Mo He, the deputy commander of the demon clan in the Jindan period, the old man, when he saw Mo Shi holding a human beauty in his arms, he just snorted coldly, and flicked his sleeves to his own room, obviously dissatisfied with Mo She, but he didn't have any suspicions.
This made Dong Lin completely relieved, and simply let the corpse refining ink carry a hundred flowers in his arms, so he swaggered into his barracks, and blasted out to serve the demon maids, and strictly ordered them not to approach.
Those demon maids are also not surprised, compared to this kind of thing that often happens, Mo Shi's room is originally prohibited, which can prevent outsiders from prying eyes, but it also saves Dong Lin trouble.
After infiltrating the demon camp so smoothly, Dong Lin seemed to have found a way to enter the Eight Extremes Sect, and it was not enough to rely on this prince to sneak in all the way, but after thinking about it, he overthrew all of this again.
Things are not so simple, after all, Mo Shi is mixed into his own team, no one dares to really check, but if he enters the forbidden land of the Demon Palace, he will definitely be very strictly checked, and a refined corpse is still different from a living person, and someone with a heart will have to reveal his stuffing when he checks it.
You still have to do it yourself, and you don't have a clue for a while, Dong Lin simply asked Mo Shi to recruit someone to serve food, and first fill your stomach with Xu Can Baihua.
This boy is obviously very good at enjoying it, and in just a while, a lot of meals were served, and after Mo Sheping retreated from the others, Dong Lin and the two beauties began to enjoy them one by one.
Speaking of which, the food of the demons is no different from that of the human race, and it tastes very good.
Unlike the outside world, the food here itself has a certain amount of demonic energy, and compared to the human race processing food to reduce demonic energy, the food on the demon side's side is just the opposite to increase the content of demonic energy.
Of course, this bit of demonic energy contained in the food is nothing to Dong Lin and them, ** one turn, they can clean it up, the food made by this demon clan has a strong taste, Xu Can and Baihua can taste it, but Dong Lin eats it with relish, which is very suitable for Dong Lin's spleen and stomach.
While eating, Dong Lin suddenly had a flash of inspiration in his mind, dropped the dishes and chopsticks, and ran to Mo She, who was standing on the side, and touched it.
The excited expression made Baihua and Xu Can confused, and there was a chill in their hearts at the same time, could there be any hobby?
Dong Lin didn't have the heart to explain to the two gossip girls, so he took out a jade pupil for a long time, and sat aside to study it like a treasure.
Speaking of which, Dong Lin searched all over the belongings on those demons at the beginning, and collected some magic stones or something, all of which were thrown away in his own Qiankun treasure wheel, and he didn't care about the ** of the demon clan, he just thought that he was a human race, and the ** of the demon clan had a hairy use, so he stuffed it back indiscriminately.
In the process of eating, because the meal contains a large amount of demonic energy, Dong Lin enjoyed the delicious food, and at the same time, the "Dao Classic" mental method in his body operated independently, refining the demonic qi in it.
This made Dong Lin suddenly have an idea, didn't he say that the "Dao Codex" was the source of all laws, the ancestor of the Great Dao?
Dong Lin is also a person who dares to think and do, he found the "Mozi Sutra" on Mo She's body, looked at it, and dived his divine sense.