The Gate of the Demon Realm.

People dressed in black and red clothes surrounded him, with green ghost fangs on their faces, looking up at the man in black standing in mid-air, his eyes were blank, and he could even be said to be dull.

Jing Ci stood in front of the gate of the Demon Realm, watching quietly, and there was silence in his dark eyes.

He's betting, betting one last time, betting that the person will come.

Blood is the guide, and all living beings are sacrifices.

Raise your hand, the black gas is swirling, and in the next second, you will attack the gate of the demon world!

But before he could catch it, he was resisted by a sword light.

The young man held the sword, his eyebrows were all cold, his white clothes were like snow, and his eyes were filled with hatred.

Jing Ci saw the person who came, and was not annoyed by his bad deeds, on the contrary, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and he said in a deep voice: "What, don't you hide?"

Sheng Yang didn't speak, the sword turned and attacked!

Jing Ci sneered and dodged sideways. I didn't even bother to take out my weapons, so I fought empty-handed.

"I haven't seen you for ten years, aren't you the most eloquent? Why, now you're dumb?"

Jing Ci dodged and said sarcastically.

Sheng Yang didn't want to say a word, he made a ruthless move, pressing step by step.

The sword light seemed to carry a strong wind, like a torrential rain, and every move hit the vital point. But Jing Ci didn't pay attention to it at all, and easily dodged.

After ten moves, Jing Ci didn't hurt him, but he was able to easily resolve every move he made.

"I'm not old, but I'm not too angry. According to Lan Qing's words, this is called excessive anger, and you should practice more mental methods to stabilize your mind. ”

This playful word completely angered Sheng Yang, and in the next second, he lifted his breath, and his whole body exuded a pale golden streamer, the young man should have been high-spirited, but at this moment, he had a hatred and murderous aura that destroyed the world!

Jing Ci took a step back, and his dark eyes were full of interest: "Do you want to take revenge so much?" Heh, for the sake of the previous fellow disciples, in the end, let you make five moves, within five moves, if you can't kill me, it will not only be you who will die, but also the people of Han Gongfeng and the Valley of No Return." ”

Sheng Yang no longer hesitated, and raised his sword to attack! The offensive was even more ferocious than before, and it actually made Jing Ci retreat again and again.

The eyes of everyone in the World Destroying Temple who were watching the battle on the ground followed Jing Ci closely, and the face under the green ghost's fanged mask began to turn hideous, and a whirring sound came out of his throat.

Five strokes.

Jing Ci kicked away Sheng Yang's sword and evoked a sneer: "It's my turn." ”

The words fell, and two crescent blades appeared in Jing Ci's hands - Soul Martial Arts, Emperor Zun.

The moment the emperor appeared, the trees and flowers on the ground were windless. Suddenly, the sky was dark and the wind was surging.

The people of the Temple of Destruction began to make a sound like a beast's roar, and Sheng Yang lowered his eyes to look at them, frowning slightly, his eyes were obscure.

Jing Ci turned the meniscus blade in his hand and looked at him with a hint of banter: "Don't be envious, you will become one of them later." ”

As soon as the words fell, the Crescent Blade emitted a violent dark light, and the black spiritual power swept towards the young man with a powerful coercion.

Sheng Yang's hand was clenched into a fist, without a trace of fear, and he tightly stared at the dark black spirit storm that was attacking him.

Seeing that this spiritual storm was about to devour the young man, at the last moment, a white light descended, blocking the young man, protecting him, and easily dissolving the spiritual storm.

Sheng Yang was stunned and looked at the white light.

Jing Ci sighed lightly, as if he had been discouraged, and also looked towards the white light.

I saw a little girl with a little white wolf in her arms coming against the light, her little face seemed to be coated with a layer of frost, and she pursed her small mouth, as if she was a little unhappy.

The little wolf cub in his arms looked even more loveless, drooping his ears and his white tail hanging down.

Bai Lang couldn't have imagined it, but he just wanted to change his appearance, and the son of a bitch in Tiandao raised them directly into a juvenile stage with a thunderbolt!

But fortunately, even in infancy, there are still the skills that should be there, and it is enough to come and stop Jing Ci.

Jing Ci raised his eyebrows, and his eyes, which were extremely cold, seemed to freeze for a moment, and then the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

Sheng Yang clenched the sword in his hand and nodded slightly to the little girl to express his gratitude. In the next second, attack Jing Ci again!

Bai Lang glanced at Sheng Yang lazily, patted Lan Qing's arm with his little paws, and shouted: It's time for you to make a move, if you don't help, your little apprentice will have to hang up.

Who knew that Jing Ci seemed to suddenly lose the mind of entangled with Sheng Yang, and he took the emperor in a flash and stood in front of Lan Qing.

Bai Lang pricked up his ears vigilantly, his eyes staring at Jing Ci.

Lan Qing patted it expressionlessly as if reassuringly, and then looked up at Jing Ci.

The eyes like the deep sea looked at the dark eyes full of killing, and this glance seemed to have traveled through thousands of years.

Sheng Yang twisted his eyebrows and looked at the girl suspiciously.

Jing Ci half-squatted down, and said with a smile: "You look so good-looking, like an old friend of mine." ”

Lan Qing didn't have any expression, and looked at him quietly.

But only Bai Lang knew that Lan Qing's arm holding it seemed to be tightened, so tight that it couldn't breathe. So he jumped, jumped down, and stood obediently at her feet.

Seeing that the girl didn't answer, Jing Ci seemed distressed for a moment, and asked, "Are you here to save that kid, or are you here to stop me from opening the gate of the Demon Realm?"

Lan Qing lightly spit out two words: "Stop." ”

Jing Ci seemed to hear a satisfactory answer to him, and he smiled happily.

"Well, then you've made it. ”

After speaking, he grabbed Lan Qing's arm and disappeared out of thin air in the next second.

Bai Lang only squinted and yawned, and the two people around him disappeared. The little head looked around, but there was no one!

Ahh

The first time he came to the world, Lan Qing left him here alone?!

Don't be so ruthless!

It's over, he's not familiar with this life, where is he going!

In desperation, a turn of his head saw the young man in white. Bai Lang's eyes rolled and silently jumped to his side.

Well, hug your thighs first.

Sheng Yang put away his sword, lowered his eyes to look at the puppy holding his leg, and lifted it up.

After staring at it for a while, Sheng Yang still caught it under his arm and walked away.

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A secluded place, a temple of destruction.

Jing Ci took the girl directly to the main hall, and the huge hall was empty.

Lan Qing was placed on the table by him, and Jing Ci sat on the chair opposite her, crossed his legs, and looked at her lazily.

No one spoke.

At this time, Hua Qing walked in from outside the hall, and said as she walked: "Jing Ci......, are you back?

In the middle of speaking, he suddenly noticed the little man sitting at the table, and was stunned.

walked to the table, looked up and down, and asked, "Jing Ci, where did this kid come from?"

Lan Qing looked up at him expressionlessly.

Jing Ci chuckled and said, "Mine." ”

"Ah, when did Wen Yun get pregnant? The children are so old? Okay, you Jingci, I haven't been here for a long time, and you have a child. ”