One hundred and ninety-five, I dare not pass
"Can you try it out? OK, let the butt try it out. If it can get in, you can help you explore the situation inside first!"
Zhu Lingwu did not object when he heard this. Anyway, this butt was not his soul, and it was not a precious thing for him now.
If this demon spirit slave originally transformed by the Qinghua Gate Youmu Real Person can really help him enter the Spirit Beast Garden, then that would be the best.
Now that Zhu Lingwu has brought it to Qinghua Gate, Zhu Lingwu's original oath to the soul of Youmu has been fulfilled, and its life and death have nothing to do with Zhu Lingwu.
Moreover, it seems that this kind of demon spirit slave also has special attributes, and maybe it will not die easily.
In addition, Zhu Lingwu had a concern in his heart. He didn't know if there were also monks from Qinghua Sect hidden in this Spirit Beast Garden. After all, it seems that the portal ban of this Spirit Beast Garden is quite good now.
Perhaps the Qinghua Sect monk who was originally guarding the Spirit Beast Garden or in charge of his duties in the Spirit Beast Garden was still hiding inside.
It would be great if the demon spirit slave could go in and investigate first.
So at the command of the little white fox, a yellow light flashed on Zhu Lingwu's chest, and the butt of the demon spirit slave in yellow clothes flashed out of Zhu Lingwu's cloak.
It swirled its body in the air, turned its head to look at Zhu Lingwu, and the expression on its face seemed to be a little unhappy.
Seeing the five Xuanming ghost heads hovering around Zhu Lingwu's body, a trace of demonic green light flashed through the eyes of the demon spirit slave.
Then it flew towards the gate of the Spirit Beast Garden made of thorns and vines. The yellow demon body flashed in the air and entered the restricted sensing area of the gate in a blink of an eye.
Although it is just a body of a demon spirit the size of a finger, the door woven by the thorny vines still senses its existence.
Maybe it felt that its size was too small, so many tiny thorn vines drilled out from the twisted thorn vines on the gate, spreading towards the butt of the demon spirit slave like flexible tentacles.
These thorn vines stretched out very quickly, and in a blink of an eye, they had blocked the space in all directions of the demon spirit slave's butt, trying to completely curl it with the blood-colored spikes and grab it back to the portal.
The demon spirit slave didn't dare to let these thorny vines touch them. The yellow demon body suddenly flashed and flew out two or three meters away.
The tiny thorn vines surrounding it pounced on the air, but they chased and whipped it like living things.
But the figure of the demon spirit slave's butt flashed forward and came to the gate made of thorny vines. It seemed that he wanted to use its special movement method to flash into the gate of the Spirit Beast Garden.
But things were not that simple. More tiny thorn vines spread out from the gate. They were like they had just been born, and they could still smell the fragrance of the tender branches.
They are like countless tentacles, stretching towards it like a huge net, and even the two or three meters away areas it could fly away before were also densely covered by these thorny vines.
The demon spirit slave seemed to be startled and quickly retreated two or three meters later. Suddenly it seemed to have thought of something.
Then its little hand waved in front of it, and a light yellow demonic power with bloodshot slowly formed a rune magic trick in front of it, and at the same time attracted the surrounding spiritual energy and instilled into the rune magic trick.
When the thorny vines saw this rune technique, they seemed to slow down, as if countless pairs of eyes were waiting for the rune technique to continue to change.
Unfortunately, when we arrived at the most critical steps, the demon spirit slave suddenly seemed to have forgotten something, and then turned around in circles on the spot, as if trying to recall something.
Losing its continuous demonic power maintenance, the rune magic formula formed with demonic power, which was previously maintained in the air for a while under the continuous indoctrination of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and then it exploded out of thin air because it introduced too much spiritual energy.
After the air turned into a scattered stream of spiritual power, the rune magic trick disappeared out of thin air.
Seeing that the rune magic disappeared, the thorny vines on the gate suddenly became crazy again, and the butt towards the demon spirit slave was once again like a dark green thorny net, and it splashed over.
The demon spirit slave who was thinking hard over there reacted quickly, then he ran back and arrived in front of Zhu Lingwu, and said in a stern voice, "I forgot, I can't remember it. It seemed like there was a person who activated the Spirit Art! But I couldn't remember it. What should I do in the end! I have no choice, those thorns will suck my demonic power dry, and I dare not go there!"
Then the demon spirit slave flashed his butt and returned directly to the little white fox on Zhu Lingwu's chest. Its attempt failed.
Zhu Lingwu sighed and looked at the thorny vine gate that had returned to its original state. After adding these newly grown tiny thorny vine branches, it seemed to be a little thicker.
Zhu Lingwu had a new idea in his mind, so he turned around and looked around for a few times. There was still no magic cultivator around him who had any interest in this spiritual beast garden.
Although many new magic cultivators came to the inner realm of Qinghua Sect, as Zhu Lingwu thought, their attention was almost all on the medicine field of Qinghua Sect.
The medicine fields also have similar restrictions, so some magic cultivators had to unite and use their magic spells to attack these restrictions.
The valley entrance where Zhu Lingwu is now is a bit remote. Even if Zhu Lingwu does anything, they may not be seen by them.
"It seems that I can only be hard. I don't know how long my spiritual power can last!"
Zhu Lingwu carefully took out Senior Brother Wen's short black spear. This magic weapon uses fire spirit power, and may be able to restrain this portal restriction that is maintained by innate wood spirit power, and directly create a hole in this door.
But using his spiritual power to drive this magic weapon may not be able to exert much power. It also takes a lot of time to drive this magic weapon, but now Zhu Lingwu has enough time to try it.
Because Zhu Lingwu has not thoroughly studied this black short spear, he can only input spiritual power little by little to meet the spiritual power required for the black short spear to drive it.
Only after a few attempts and knowing how much spiritual power this black short spear requires to drive, Zhu Lingwu can give enough spiritual power at once and release it in the shortest time.
Chapter completed!