"Bring the sea pass!" Wanxingshan saw that the deeper it went into the Wansheng Mountains, the stronger the formation left by Buddhism was. His face slightly sank and he said to Wan Yufei.

The Buddhist formation that was triggered just now was so powerful that even Wan Xingshan felt a little scared. With his half foot having already entered the small perfection of the Demon King Realm, if the formation like that just now was triggered, even if he could escape by chance in the end, he would probably have to pay a considerable price.

According to Haitong, this place is about one day away from the Demon Saint Altar. If you encounter the formation left by Buddhism during this period, the power of the formation will definitely be even more terrifying than what they just saw. At that time, even Wanxingshan could not guarantee that he could escape from the formation alive.

To be on the verge of caution, Wanxingshan decided to bring Haitong around from now on, so that if Haitong finds that there are formations left by Buddhism on the road they are going to pass, he can immediately lead everyone around the area.

Wan Yufei knew the seriousness of the matter at this time and did not dare to hesitate at all. Almost after Wanxingshan issued the order, he brought Haitong to Wanxingshan.

"You are leading the way!" Wan Xingshan pushed Haitong's back and pointed at the front and said.

"Yes!" Haitong nodded and walked forward. Wanxingshan saw Haitong walking forward with a familiar way behind. He felt a little relieved, waved to Wan Yufei and others, and followed Haitong.

"Go, Xiong Po and the others called over and let them walk at the end of the team. If there is any situation, run away immediately!" Song Li looked at Haitong's back and frowned slightly. At this time, Song Li felt more and more that something was wrong, but he still didn't understand where the problem occurred.

However, to be on the safe side, he decided to take people to follow Wanxingshan and the others. If there is really an emergency, with Wanxingshan and the others standing in front, he can have more time to deal with it.

"Brother Song, according to Haitong, there is still one day to arrive at the Demon Saint Altar. Tonight is our last chance. No matter what, we will try to kill Wanxingshan and the others to rescue the five Buddhist disciples tonight."

After Qingying went to find Xiong Po and the others, Hai Ming, who was standing next to Song Li, whispered to Song Li.

Since they started to set off with Wan Xingshan and others, Haiming has been looking for opportunities to kill Wan Xingshan and others and rescue the five Buddhist disciples. However, almost two days have passed, but he has not found any chance.

If Haitong is right, then they will arrive at the Demon Saint Altar for more than a day, so tonight is their last chance. If they cannot kill Wanxingshan and others and rescue the five Buddhist disciples, then he can only watch the five Buddhist disciples being presented to the Great Saint of the Demon Clan by Wanxingshan and others as sacrifices.

Those five Buddhist disciples? I understand! I just said why I always feel something is wrong! I didn’t expect that this is the case!

Hearing Haitong's words, Song Li looked at the five Buddhist disciples inadvertently. As a human race, Song Li certainly wanted to rescue the five of them from Wanxingshan and others, but when Song Li's eyes swept across these five people, Song Li suddenly understood why there was something wrong in his heart.

"Brother Song?" Seeing that Song Li didn't say anything, Haiming gently touched Song Li's arm with his elbow.

"Just with the strength of us, if we really take action, it may not be enough for the people of Wanxingshan and others to get stuck in their teeth! Okay, don't worry about this matter! I really don't understand, both monks are all, why is the gap so big?"

Song Li came back to his senses, glared at Hai Ming and said. Wanxingshan and the others were too strong. If he, Haiming and others really tried to steal people openly, they probably wouldn't need anyone else to take action. Wanxingshan alone would be enough to deal with them.

Because Song Li's eyes were always on Haitong when he spoke, Haiming mistakenly thought that the gap Song Li mentioned refers to the between him and Haitong.

"There is a scumbag in Buddhism who is afraid of life and fear of death. It does not mean that all the people in Buddhism are afraid of life and fear of death. If those five Buddhist disciples can be rescued, what's the point of death? I won't be like Haitong, and I will not be willing to serve the demon clan in order to survive!" Haiming snorted coldly and said with disdain.

Song Li curled his lips slightly and said nothing. Now he didn't know if all this was as he thought, but he believed that it would not take long to figure out what was going on.

When everyone walked until dark, Wanxingshan ordered to stop. Although they were less than a day away from the Demon Saint Altar at this time, it was precisely because they had already penetrated deep into the Wanxing Mountains that Wanxingshan became more careful and cautious.

In the Wansheng Mountains at night, due to the leaves above their heads, the entire forest seemed very dark. Although with the cultivation of these people, even if they were unable to see their hands, they could see clearly the things ahead, but the arrival of night would definitely affect their vision. Wanxingshan decided that everyone would rest well in the woods for a night and wait until dawn tomorrow to continue on their way.

After everyone found a place to rest, Wanxingshan took out a wine jar and three wine bowls from a storage bag, sat down under a big tree, and called Song Li and Wan Yufei to his side. Wanxingshan poured the wine in the jar into three wine bowls, and distributed it to Song Li and Wan Yufei each and a bowl, and then started drinking with them.

With the strength of Wanxingshan and the others, as long as they did not touch the formation left by Buddhism, the demon clans who entered the Wansheng Mountains basically did not dare to come up to cause trouble for them. Wanxingshan, Song Li and Wan Yufei were drinking, while Haitong sat aside with his eyes closed and chanted the scriptures in a low voice.

"It's this time. Why is Brother Song still in the mood to drink with Wanxingshan? If the five Buddhist disciples cannot be rescued tonight, and after arriving at the Demon Saint Altar, there will be no chance." Haiming and Qingying sat in the distance, looking at Song Li who was drinking with Wanxingshan and Wan Yufei, and said anxiously.

Qingying is the only one among everyone who knows his true identity and Song Li, so there is no need for Haiming to hide anything in front of Qingying. Originally, Haiming thought that Song Li would definitely find a way to help him rescue the five Buddhist disciples tonight, but now Song Li, Wan Xingshan and Wan Yufei are drinking while talking and laughing, and it doesn’t seem to have taken action at all!

"He knew what to do." Qingying looked up at the direction where Song Li was, and then slowly withdrew his gaze. Qingying obviously knew much more about Song Li than Haiming. She knew that since Song Li met these Buddhist disciples here, she would definitely find a way to rescue them.

Although Qingying didn't understand what Song Li was planning to do now, she knew one thing, that was, Song Li would never do nothing and let Wanxingshan treat those Buddhist disciples as sacrifices to the great saint of the demon clan.

Seeing Qingying say this, Haiming could only shake his head helplessly. Wan Xingshan and others' strength was too strong. Without the help of Song Li, Qingying, Xiong Po and others, Haiming would not have had the chance to rescue the five Buddhist disciples.

Originally, Haiming thought that Song Li, Wan Xingshan and Wan Yufei would come after drinking for a while, but who knew that Song Li would drink until dawn.

"Everyone prepare, and after working hard for another day, we will be able to arrive at the Demon Saint Altar. As long as we arrive at the Demon Saint Altar, this commander guarantees that all of you will feel that this trip is worth it!" Seeing that the sky was getting bright, Wanxingshan threw the empty wine jar aside, stood up and said loudly to everyone.

After hearing Wanxingshan's words, everyone stood up one after another, cleaned up briefly, and then, led by Haitong and Wanxingshan, they set out in the direction of the Demon Saint Altar.

"Brother Song!" As soon as the team set off, Haiming quickly ran to Song Li and grabbed Song Li's arm.

Yesterday, Song Li and Wan Xingshan and Wan Yufei drank all night and missed the last chance to rescue the five Buddhist disciples. When they thought that the five Buddhist disciples would be presented to the great saint of the demon clan by Wan Xingshan and others as sacrifices, Hai Ming felt anger in his heart and designated his forehead.

"I know what you want to say. Didn't I say it? I know this in my mind." Song Li smiled and patted Haiming on the shoulder, and said slowly.

"But..." Seeing Song Li's indifferent look, Haiming wanted to refute. But as soon as he was halfway through his words, Haiming suddenly thought that if it weren't for Song Li, his current situation would be no different from these five Buddhist disciples.

Song Li saved his life, and Song Li is not a Buddhist disciple. What qualifications do he have to ask Song Li to risk his life and come to help him save the five Buddhist disciples!

Buzz!

At this moment, Song Li suddenly felt an extremely weak aura fluctuation, which came from not far away in front. This was an extremely weak and obscure formation fluctuation. If it weren't for Song Li's extremely high attainment in formation and his keen perception, he would probably not have noticed this weak aura fluctuation at all.

"Qingying! You will escape from here immediately with Xiong Po and Yu Ruhai! Hurry!" After feeling the faint aura fluctuation, Song Li hurriedly turned to Qingying beside him and said.
Chapter completed!