The Miracle Doctor’s Two-Faced Toddler

Look for Zhou Jin first, it's not that Yan Jiuchao and Yu Wan don't care about San Xiaodan anymore, but that among all the children, only Zhou Jin has some clues, so naturally you have to follow this clue first.

Find what you can find first, and then find a way to find no clues.

The son is important, and so is Zhou Jin, they are both indispensable in their lives.

"Do you know where the altar is?" Yan Jiuchao asked Jing Wuju.

Jing Wu said: "I know, I have been here, of course I know!"

Jing Wuju didn't understand why he answered so quickly, as if if he slowed down, he would anger the other party and cause some unbearable consequences.

Jing Wuju felt that he was falling too fast, he really wanted to regain his strength, Yan Jiuchao said again: "Lead the way."

"yes!"

Jing Wuju really wanted to beat himself to death, but he might not believe it when he said it, but his mouth had a mind of its own, and it no longer listened to him!

Yan Jiuchao didn't have time to pay attention to Jing Wuju's psychological process, he just wanted to find out the whereabouts of Zhou Jin and the three children as soon as possible.

Jing Wuju led the way: "There are two demon altars in the Earth Demon Palace, which one are you looking for?"

Yan Jiu said calmly, "Go to the one that is closest."

"Okay!" Jing Wuju said, and was silent for another two seconds.

He wanted to slap himself on the ear, very, very much.

The altars for offering sacrifices to demons were all located in the dark hall, and the nearest one was only a few hundred steps away. The three of them avoided the patrolling demon guards, drove straight all the way, and arrived at the first destination.

Yan Jiuchao was still holding Yan Xiaosi with one hand, and Yu Wan with the other. Yu Wan wanted to say that she would hug her, but Yan Xiaosi was clearly very clingy to her beautiful father, Xiaopang held Yan Jiuchao's neck with his hands, and his mouth was slobbering He was all in one body, and he refused to let go at all!

"Let me remind you that there is a restriction here. We don't have the key, so I'm afraid we won't be able to get in. Why don't we just lie in ambush in the bushes beside us and see if anyone comes over later to snatch a key from them..."

Jing Wushao was talking endlessly, when Yan Jiuchao walked into the confinement with his wife and children.

The restriction is almost non-existent when it is not touched, but once it passes through, a light curtain like water waves will emerge, so Jing Wu Mantra can see it very clearly.

But... do you have the key with you? Just go in like this? !

Yan Xiaosi acted like a spoiled child in her father's arms: "Wow~"

Jing Wuju straightened his back, thinking, I will never go in, this time, I won't listen to your commands!

"You guys, go over there and look for it!"

"yes!"

Not far away came the conversation of the guards of the demon race, Jing Wuju's scalp exploded, and he followed Yan Jiuchao in.

The Demon Sacrifice Altar is in the middle of the Dark Hall, and it is very easy to find. When several people came to the Demon Sacrifice Altar, the Demon Sacrifice Altar had already begun to crazily extract the power of the Holy Lord from Zhou Jin's body, and Zhou Jin fell into a huge panic. Pain, his complexion turned pale, and he broke out in cold sweat.

"Get back first." Yan Jiuchao handed her daughter to Yu Wan.

Yu Wan hugged Yan Xiaosi and took several steps back.

Jing Wu Mantra did not dare to get too far from the beginning.

"Well, what is he going to do?" Jing Wuju looked at Yu Wan who had retreated to her side and asked.

Yu Wan glanced at him: "Is it difficult to call Xianjun? He, his, you people from the Holy Sect, don't you know how to be polite?"

Jing Wu Mantra: "..."

Girl are you serious? This is what you care about at the moment of life and death?

Jing Wuju didn't get an answer from Yu Wan, but even if Yu Wan didn't say anything, he could see what Yan Jiuchao was going to do.

Yan Jiuchao held a blade condensed with the internal force of the Longevity Art in his hand, this is the rhythm of splitting the altar for offering sacrifices to the devil!

There are some things that Yan Jiuchao doesn't understand, but he still has a sense of danger. The Demon Sacrifice Table is frantically extracting the power from Zhou Jin's body, and rashly hugging Zhou Jin out will not only cause Zhou Jin to suffer backlash, but also It may be sucked in by this table together with its own strength.

So Yan Jiuchao wanted to destroy it.

"Are you crazy? This is the Demon Sacrifice Altar! You... can't destroy it!"

Of course, the Demon Sacrifice Altar is difficult to destroy, but Yan Jiuchao has an inexplicable intuition, or the Longevity Art gave him this intuition, and he can deal with it.

The formula of longevity in the body was about to move, Yan Jiuchao slashed down with a sword, and there was a loud bang, the altar was split in half, and at the same time, the hard jade coffin was also hit by a huge impact, and it shattered into pieces with a bang!

The jade coffin blocked most of the impact, and Zhou Jin was fine.

Yan Jiuchao quickly carried Zhou Jin out, tiptoed, and returned to Yu Wan's side.

The power of the Holy Lord extracted by the sacrificial mill platform frantically rushed back to Zhou Jin's body, which was even more terrifying than when it was extracted. Zhou Jin immediately spit out a mouthful of blood, and the consciousness that was originally unconscious was a little bit sober.

Afterwards, he saw Yan Jiuchao who was hugging him, and Yan Xiaosi and Yu Wan who were standing beside him.

He opened his mouth weakly: "Save...Xiao Zhao..."

As soon as the words fell, he passed out again.

This is Zhou Jin. If his physical strength only allowed him to say three words, he would never waste meaningless recognition and greetings.

"Xiao Zhao is here too!" Yu Wan felt a burst of excitement. It seemed that their guess was correct. The old man and child who disappeared were none other than the Raksha King and Xiao Zhao, but she never expected that Zhou Jin I have already met Xiao Zhao.

In fact, as early as in the cemetery, they found the footprints of San Xiaodan and the witch power that was probably from Zhou Jin, but they didn't notice any traces about Xiao Zhao, mainly because Xiao Zhao didn't make a good job on the ground. While walking, he was always flying around with Yan Xiaosi in his arms, almost no footprints on the ground, okay?

Xiao Zhao is a blood rakshasa, and there is an inner alchemy in his body that is a mixture of longevity formula and blood demon skill.

"Where is the second magic altar?" Yan Jiuchao asked Jing Wuju.

Jing Wuju was too frightened by Yan Jiuchao's coquettish operation to smash down the altar, so he pointed out honestly: "Go north from here, passing three palaces."

Yan Jiuchao and Yu Wan held a child each, and left without looking back.

Jing Wuju glanced back at the altar that had been split in half, and said coldly, "Wait for me!"

This thigh seems to be quite thick, he has to hold it steady!

However, to the disappointment of Yan Jiuchao and Yu Wan, the second magic altar was empty.

Yu Wan frowned: "How could this be? Isn't Xiao Zhao special enough?"

Yan Jiuchao paused: "Maybe it's too special."

Yan Jiuchao's guess was correct, it is indeed that the combination of the holy and the devil is too special, which made it impossible for this altar to extract the power of the inner alchemy of the little Rakshasa, so they had to adopt the most primitive method to dig out the inner alchemy of the little Rakshasa !

Just as the two of them were thinking about where the little Luosha was taken, there was a burst of fierce fighting outside.

Jing Wuju ran to the door, hid behind the door panel and looked up at the sky, his eyes lit up: "Ah! The people from the Holy Sect have arrived! They are fighting with the demons!"

Yu Wan jokingly said: "Aren't you from the Holy Sect? Why don't you hurry up and say hello to your fellow disciples? Let's fight against them together?"

Jing Wuju choked.

He was talking nonsense outside the orchard. He is not a member of Shengzong at all, let alone a disciple of Master Yuqing, but his master is... an outer disciple of Shengzong.

"Ahem." He cleared his throat, "What are you going to do when I'm gone? Our Holy Sect eliminates demons and defends Dao, and ordinary people also need to be protected."

Yu Wan gave him a half-smile look, who among us looks more like an ordinary person?

"You guys are so brave to break into my demon territory and cause trouble. I advise you to return that child to us quickly, for the sake of your patriarch. I will spare you your life, if not..."

The one who spoke was a master of the Void Realm of the Demon Race. He was wearing a black cloak and suspended in the night.

He exudes an extremely terrifying aura all over his body. In terms of real realm, he may be on par with the Great Protector of the Demon Race, but in terms of moves and exercises, he seems to be even better.

And behind him, there were more than 20 masters who were at the same level as him, but they were not at the peak level, but intermediate or high level.

Such a huge team is a headache for even the Holy Sect.

"The Patriarch of the Sacred Ancestor is in retreat, and Daoist Yuqing and the others are guarding the main formations of the Sacred Ancestor, so there are not many masters who can be sent out. This is troublesome, and the demons will harvest the heads of a group of masters again." Jing Wu Curse sighed.

Yu Wan didn't listen to his words at all, but stared straight at one of the young men in green clothes, and behind him were many masters who were dressed in the same clothes as him.

Of course, this is not the point, the point is that he holds a child in his arms, and Yu Wan seriously doubts that it is Xiao Zhao!