"You guys go look for it too!"

Han Jian ordered Song Beishui and others with a fierce look in his eyes.

They paused for a moment, and then secretly cursed Su Xuan for being mentally ill. An evil cultivator actually came to save the old master and made it impossible for them to leave at this moment! "Father, you go and find him too!"

Wu Nianshen said to Wu Chengjun with cold eyes.

"Okay, if I don't kill this boy, he will be in serious trouble after all!"

Wu Chengjun's eyes were cold and stern.

Zhang Shili clenched his fist tightly on the side. Unexpectedly, in just a few years, Su Xuan had become so strong that he could only look up to him! "Why, why am I not as good as them?"

Zhang Shili was full of resentment.

And at this moment.

Qian Zhanghua and Lingdi Canyi had already penetrated into the broken formation.

They went all the way down.

soon.

They saw the majestic Demon Suppression Tower and the suppressed Bull Demon.

They were shocked.

"Is this...a natural devil?"

"And this ancient tower is so scary!"

"This must be the treasure used by the ancient literary sage to suppress demons according to the fragmentary records!"

Lingdi Canyi and Qian Zhanghua both thought so.

The reason why they knew there was a demon here was because they obtained an ancient document.

This is one of the creations jointly discovered by the Qixuan Sect, and it is also the reason for their rise! This is why they began to plan the Book and Sword Alliance! Because along with the documents, there are also means to enslave the demons! As long as they can suppress the demons with the Baisui Mountain

By combining their methods, they can enslave the devil! "Lord Ling Emperor, let's get started."

Qian Zhanghua bowed deeply to Ling Emperor Canyi.

"good."

Emperor Ling nodded sadly.

next moment.

He waved his hand.

A ray of light rose into the sky, becoming a solemn and solemn wooden sculpture of a little man.

The Bull Demon was already suppressed and lost his temper at this moment, knowing that he could not escape from this terrifying Demon Suppressing Tower.

But when he saw this little wooden sculpture, his expression became distorted.

"Literary Sage Woodcarving!"

He gritted his teeth.

"Damn this old literary saint, he actually hid something!"

This wood carving was specially used to enslave his demonic soul! Back then, the Literary Saint was able to do this.

Long years have passed, but the power remains the same! The Bull Demon did not expect that this wooden sculpture of the Literary Saint would still be passed down to the world! No wonder these ants dared to enslave him! The Bull Demon finally understood where they had the courage.

Even without Su Xuan's Demon Suppressing Tower, Qixuan Sect was indeed able to enslave the Bull Demon! The Bull Demon was furious and kept breathing out of its nose.

It didn't matter if he was being restrained by the Demon Suppressing Tower, but now he had to be restrained by the Literary Sage Woodcarving. He didn't have much blood in his body, otherwise he would have to spurt blood.

But just at this moment.

Under the strange gaze of Niu Mo, Hetu Demon Suppression Tower quietly shrank in size and actually penetrated into his body.

"This..." Niu Mo's eyes widened.

But at this moment, the wooden carving of Wen Sheng shone down and pressed against his eyebrows.

However... the Demon Suppressing Tower suppressed him, and the Wen Sheng Woodcarving only limited his appearance.

"Let me go, what kind of perverted treasure is this? The wood carvings of literary saints have become decorations?"

The Bull Demon took a deep breath, but his eyes turned strange.

Because the Ling Emperor Canyi and Qian Zhanghua above looked happy, thinking that they had enslaved him... a mountain peak in the Book and Sword League.

Su Xuan appeared with cold eyes.

He sat cross-legged and put the old master aside.

"You are magnanimous, and you should never be so filthy after your death."

Su Xuan whispered, and a xylophone appeared on his knees.

The red phoenix and white luan entwine are the treasures inherited from the spirit master that were snatched from Xuanyuan Bailong.

"Ding."

The piano sounded.

Long and low.

Like that ancient requiem for evil spirits.

Su Xuan's long scarlet hair spread out from the back of his head.

As the two fingers moved, the sound of the piano, like the whisper of an evil spirit, gradually spread throughout the Book and Sword Alliance.

The demonic energy in the old master's body rose into the sky, and he gradually returned to his awe-inspiring body.

And just as the sound of the piano resounded, the corpses of the monks who died tragically in all directions of the Book and Sword Alliance trembled slightly.
Chapter completed!