“Crunch, crunch”

"ah"

"Baoba!!!"

Yi Cheng opened his eyes with difficulty, supported the bed beneath him with one hand that would fall apart almost at any time, then moaned and patted his forehead with his right hand a few times to make him wake up quickly. Please use it to visit this site.

Where is this? He remembered that he was flooded with the original demonic energy of the Holy King of Fire and could not use it at all. He was carried by a white light and ran to where he was not sure. Where is this at this time?

Yi Cheng felt a little more awake, and then quickly checked his physical condition.

Damn, my spiritual power was still not enough, and my body was extremely poor. I don’t know what was going on with my meridians, but I almost broke most of them.

If I hadn't had a strong foundation in my body, I'd be afraid I would have died this time.

Now Yi Cheng can't raise any spiritual power. Even if he has an immortal body, his recovery speed is like a snail crawling. It's like no matter how powerful a magic spell has no spiritual power, it can exert any power.[

However, Yi Cheng's spiritual consciousness was not damaged at this time, and he quickly began to look around.

This is a broken black stone house, the walls, floors and doors are made of black stones. There are not only one person in the room. There are two blue-haired and green-eyed monks with sloppy faces and expressions opposite him.

These two people were unkempt and had no specific age, and Yi Cheng could not tell the specific age. As for their cultivation, they seemed to be in the early stages of Mahayana.

However, these two people have a pair of gradually becoming ears, which are completely different from humans.

"Did I really get to the demon clan?" Yi Cheng was a little disbelief, but the outfits of the two people on the other side were obviously different from those of humans.

Both of them also saw Yi Cheng's actions, but they did not react at all. They looked at it numbly, and then lay down against the stone wall.

"Friends, what is this place? Did you save me?" Yi Cheng spoke to the two of them, wanting to find out the situation first.

But Yi Cheng's words received no response, and the two of them completely regarded Yi Cheng as air.

Yi Cheng shouted a few words, but seeing that neither of them responded, he gave up asking and planned to find the answer by himself.

Yi Cheng first checked his things, and his face soon became ugly.

My storage ring was gone, and the inner armor on my body had already been damaged in the explosion. Now I only have a rough robe that I can't even call a spiritual weapon.

Yi Cheng's expression suddenly became cold. He had a number of good things in his storage ring. Not to mention the spirit stone and spiritual wine, I don't know how many rare materials there are, and the pills and magic weapons will make everyone even more jealous.

Even if Yi Cheng doesn't care about these things, it takes some time to find them. However, the Five Elements Spirit Sword was spent on a lot of effort to get them together. The Sky Bow is a relic left by Lu Qianren. Yi Cheng even knows that the Wanhuo Ding Yi Cheng has an extraordinary origin. Although the quality has not reached the level of immortal artifacts, the material is not comparable to other semi-immortal artifacts.

Even if these Yicheng can be abandoned, there are two things in it that Yicheng cannot give up.

One is the Heaven and Earth Stone, and the other is the Resurrection Fairy Grass.[

Thinking of this, Yi Jianke stood up and walked towards the door.

When he came to the black stone door, his face became even more ugly. He thought that the stone door inside had been banned and he could not open it from the inside.

"Open the door, open the door!" Yi Cheng slapped at the stone gate and shouted.

But Yi Cheng's words obviously did not receive any response. What exactly is this? How could he be locked in this black stone house? What was going on?

Yi Cheng couldn't find the people outside, so he could only continue to find the answers from the two blue-haired and green-eyed monks.

"What do you mean by my friend? My name is Yicheng. What is this place? How could we be locked up here?"

Yi Cheng patiently came to a monk again and asked.

The person who was asked by Yi Cheng raised his head and looked at Yi Cheng who was confused with numb eyes. Finally, he said, "Stop, I'll get used to it slowly. Don't make noise. If those people come, they will suffer from you!"

After saying this, the monk lay down again, ignoring Yi Cheng.

Yi Cheng stood aside and sighed a little embarrassedly. What the hell is this?

Yi Cheng knew that he was anxious to use it now, so it was important to find a way to restore his spiritual power first. At the same time, his body was extremely weak now, and any early-stage Mahayana monk could kill him.

Yi Cheng returned to his bed, sat cross-legged and began to find a way to dissolve the black demonic energy wrapped around his Nascent Soul.

But after a few hours, Yi Cheng lay down helplessly. The original demonic energy actually wrapped his dantian tightly. Now he couldn't mobilize a trace of spiritual power, so he could do anything to it.

There was no elixir on his body, no spirit stones, no spirit wine, and even no partner. Yi Cheng could only lie quietly on the bed so that his body could recover as soon as possible.

As long as your body is fully recovered, even if you have no spiritual power, the monks under the first level of perfection will not be able to hurt you.

Yi Cheng had been lying here for half a month, and there were no more people in the room except for two monks who were different from the walking corpse.

However, Yi Cheng's spiritual consciousness could only be visited in the stone house, and everything outside was isolated.

Half a month was far from enough to recover, but he finally saw the person who spoke.

"Dang!"

After a crisp sound, the stone door slowly opened, and a bald man with a red tattoo on his face walked in. Behind him was a thin middle-aged man with a tattoo on his face, but tied up his hair.

"You kid is really lucky. Even if you are seriously injured, you don't die. Hehe, it's up to us brothers to get rich. Come out for me!"

The bald man walked to Yi Cheng's bed, took a look at Yi Cheng's condition, showed a hint of smug laugh, and then walked outside.

Seeing this, Yi Cheng stood up and asked, "Where is this place? Who are you?"

"Bang!"

But what surprised Yi Cheng was that he had just asked, and the bald man punched him to the ground.

"Damn it, kid, the first thing you want to teach you is now. Don't ask any more words if I say anything here!"

This bald man was only at the late stage of Mahayana cultivation, but Yi Cheng could not flash his fist. Although Yi Cheng's spiritual consciousness was still there, his body's reaction could not keep up. This punch smashed the corner of Yi Cheng's mouth and a trace of blood appeared.

"Bang!"

After Yi Cheng fell to the ground, he looked at the bald man with anger, but then he got another kick as punishment.

"The third brother, take him away, the boss is still waiting. This kid has finally survived, but a lot of money, don't beat him to death and make the boss angry!"

At this time, the man with his hair tied his hair stopped the bald head and turned around and walked out the door.

"Hmph, you guys are lucky!" The bald man kicked Yi Cheng again, then picked up Yi Cheng and walked out the door.

I have never suffered such humiliation before, but now he dares not resist at all. He is really fighting back now, and Yi Cheng is not a reckless man, so now he needs to figure out his situation first before he can make the right decision.

Judging from the current situation, I was probably in the thief's nest and was a group of fierce guys who were trafficking in humans!

The bald man took Yi Cheng out of the stone house, and there were rows of black stone houses outside, while the big man took him toward the tallest stone house next to him.
Chapter completed!