Su Yan didn't speak, but quietly played with the Netherworld Sword in his hand, the evil aura released from his whole body made Xiao Er a little uncomfortable, Su Yan's arrival naturally aroused the vigilance of some guests, but they didn't dare to make a rash move, although this Zeyang City is a small city, but at the moment it is extremely lively, many spiritual cultivators poured in, on the one hand, to discuss the destruction of the Chongxiao Sect, on the other hand, it is the wedding of the Heaven Devouring Demon Lord.

These cultivators are obviously extremely concerned about the destruction of the Xiao Sect, but they don't dare to talk about it openly, although the sect of tens of thousands of years is gradually coming to the end, but after all, there is still a foundation, and now it is destroyed by people raising their hands, and everyone is in danger for a while, and all kinds of conspiracy theories emerge in endlessly.

More people are inclined to the statement of the Heavenly Sect, a white-clothed young man who fell into the devil's path will kill the entire Chongxiao Sect, but they feel that just relying on the words of the Heavenly Sect is not tenable at all, but some people say that they once saw the white-clothed young man kill the sect master of the Chongxiao Sect with his own hands in Zeyang City. At this moment, there was already a lot of people in this inn, and Xiao Er waited for a long time, and Su Yan finally spoke, "The best wine here." ”

Su Yan still has Lingyu in his storage, listening to the conversation of these people, his mood became complicated, if he has such ability, how can he hide his head so much, and he can't even protect the person he wants to protect, Leng Meng, where are you?

"Here, guest officer, this wine is twenty years old for our shopkeeper, and the shopkeeper said please. Xiao Er poured the wine bowl full of wine, and the mellow smell came to his nose, and the guests on the first floor of the inn were immersed in that smell.

"Bang"

A strong man sitting behind Su Yan slammed the wine bowl in his hand and roared angrily: "Is this water-mixed water?

The two strong men with three-plate axes in their hands beside the strong man stood up, and the spiritual power released from his body made the guests on the first floor of the inn frown, and due to the strength of the other party, the voice in the inn stopped abruptly.

"This guest officer..."

Before Xiao Er got closer, he found that a force knocked him to the ground, and a mouthful of blood spat on the ground, his expression was extremely ugly, obviously injured.

"It's not your turn to speak here. "That strong man relied on his strength of the first order of the Spiritual Transformation Realm, in this inn, under the scan of his divine sense, he found that he was not a person of higher rank, but the shopkeeper gave the aged wine to Su Yan instead of giving it to him, which naturally made him quite dissatisfied in his heart, this shopkeeper's eyesight is so poor, how can he not be angry?

"Do you want to drink?"

Su Yan turned his back to him, raised the wine bowl in his hand over his shoulder, and didn't look at him at all, and his tone was flat.

Before the strong man could speak, Su Yan poured out the bowl of wine backhanded, and for a while, the bowl of wine instantly turned into several ice blades, directly attacking the strong man, the distance was so close, the speed was so fast, others didn't see what was going on at all, they saw the three strong men fall straight down, and the wound on the face that was inserted by the ice blade was shocking.

Su Yan didn't expect that the condensation water he released at will would have such a powerful attack power, and those three guys were not in the Spirit Realm, but they were also at the peak of the Spirit Illusion Realm, and they were killed by him with one move.

"He is the white-clothed young man who destroyed the Chongxiao Sect. ”

I don't know who shouted such a sentence on the first floor of the inn, and when everyone saw it, it was very consistent with the identity of the young man in white, dressed in white, holding a black long sword, killing people like hemp.

The rest of the spirit cultivators fled from the inn one after another, in the face of absolute strength, life is much more important than the so-called justice, this white-clothed young man-level powerhouse, even Yun Lan Zhenren, who is in the Spirit King Realm, is not an opponent, let alone them, in their opinion, Su Yan killing them is as simple as pinching an ant to death.

Su Yan knew that he couldn't stay here for a long time, and the clouds and smoke under his feet suddenly accelerated, and under the dark night, he faintly found that an extremely powerful aura behind him was following him.

Su Yan looked around, at this moment he had already run out of the inn, surrounded by an extremely gentle clearing, countless bluegrasses grew on this clearing, with the soft wind pitching freely, many but not chaotic, dignified posture.

But this is not the time to enjoy the beautiful scenery, Su Yan knows very well that the breath of this strong man is not weaker than that of Congzuo Ping, Su Yan at this moment is at his peak at all, and it is impossible to defeat this strange enemy, but he is naturally not a person waiting for death, countless tribulations have gradually silenced his state of mind, but just now he was so reckless, which made him quite incomprehensible.

Su Yan stopped where he was and shouted into the distance: "I don't know why you are following Su?"

Su Yan's voice was not loud, but the power that came from that voice was aggressive, this was Su Yan's deliberate addition of spiritual power to the released voice, intending to make the person who was following him retreat.

But the person who was following him didn't seem to retreat, and even said, "I don't know if it's Brother Zuo Ping?"

Su Yan stared slightly, the black qi released from his body was somewhat similar to that Zuo Ping, he didn't answer immediately, in the dark, the faces of the two were not visible, Su Yan just looked at the figure in the distance slightly, and snorted coldly.

Seeing that Su Yan didn't speak, the man said again: "Brother Zuo Ping, could it be that he has forgotten my brother? ”

How did Su Yan know who Qiming was, he still stood in place, not saying a word.

That person was still not annoyed, Zuo Ping's personality was extremely cold, at this moment, he urgently needed to know about the affairs of Chongxiao Sect, so naturally he would not let Su Yan leave.

"You dare to stop the Holy Land Envoy?" Su Yan's voice was not cold, but there was great majesty in his tone.

That person didn't hear the clue at all, he only had a one-sided relationship with Zuo Ping, and later learned that Zuo Ping had the help of the God and Demon Sect, and now he actually destroyed the huge Chongxiao Sect, what kind of scenery was that?

"What are Brother Zuo Ping's plans next?" That person still didn't give up, at this moment, he was ninety percent sure that Su Yan was Zuo Ping, although the word holy land was a mountain for him, but the spiritual power released by Su Yan at this moment was obviously extremely weak, and I am afraid that the spiritual power had not fully recovered.

"Cult of the Devouring Gods. ”

He spit out four words lightly, and there was no emotion in his tone.

"Oh, Brother Zuo is also interested in the marriage of the Sky Devouring Demon Lord?" Qiming's voice was a little bantering.

As soon as the words fell, a black sword qi struck towards Qiming, a blow without warning, the corners of Qiming's mouth rose, and with a wave of his hand, a green spiritual power was released, meeting the black sword qi, under the collision, it instantly disappeared into this nothingness, and wherever the green light went, the bluegrass withered instantly.

Su Yan frowned, this person's spiritual power turned out to be poisonous, naturally a difficult object, thinking about it, Qiming instantly threw Su Yan a document, but Su Yan didn't take it immediately, the black qi surrounded the document and quietly stayed in front of Su Yan. A little green gradually appeared in the center of the black qi, and after the green disappeared, Su Yan took the paperwork.

"Brother Zuo is still so cautious, I admire it. Qiming smiled, squatted on the ground, and tapped the bluegrass that danced in the wind, and the bluegrass instantly turned green, and then withered.

Su Yan didn't speak, but opened the paperwork.

The word "invitation" is written on the cover page in mainland Chinese, which is very conspicuous, and when the page is turned, there is a text that reads - The Heaven Devouring God Sect sincerely invites all sects and factions in the world to participate in the wedding of the Demon Lord, and will let you see the appearance of the Demon Queen.

Recalling Zuo Ping's words, Su Yan instantly understood that the so-called demon queen was probably Leng Meng. It's just that why is the Heaven Devouring God Sect so high-profile, and why did Leng Meng agree to this marriage?

"Boom"

The black flame that instantly ignited in Su Yan's hand turned the document into ashes.

"Eh, why is Brother Zuo like this, don't go and don't have to destroy the invitation. Qi Ming smiled, to attend the wedding of the Heaven Devouring God Sect, does he still need an invitation? Who does not know the name of the Poison Prince in this Cangfeng Country? Even if he is arrogant in the Heaven Devouring God Sect, he must give the Poison Gate some face, although the Poison Gate is low-key, it does not mean that the Poison Gate is afraid of any sect in this Cangfeng.

"A target under the Holy Underground is the Heaven Devouring God Sect?" Qi Ming said tentatively, this is also the main purpose of his pursuit, everyone thought that the Chongxiao Sect was destroyed by Zuo Ping, but they didn't know that all this was manipulated by the God and Demon Sect behind the scenes, judging from Su Yan's various performances, Qi Ming seemed to have determined that the Heaven Devouring God Church became the next target.

His master said that the storm was coming, and it turned out that this was what he meant, and Qiming thought that he knew everything, and heard the movements of the God and Demon Sect.

"Brother Zuo, excuse me, goodbye. ”

The man bowed his hand and disappeared into the night in an instant.

Qiming didn't dare to attack Su Yan at this moment, in his opinion, behind Su Yan was the Gods and Demons Sect, representing the absolute authority of the Gods and Demons Sect, if he rashly killed Su Yan, I am afraid that the next one to be destroyed would be the Poison Gate.

Su Yan didn't expect that he would bluff that Qiming like this, his tense nerves were not relaxed, and the most important thing at the moment was to find a place to recover his spiritual power.

Cult of the Devouring Gods... Sky Eater... The Demon Queen...

Like a nightmare, Su Yan was trapped, and after his spiritual power recovered, he found that it was the next day.

Su Yan found a cloth village and bought dozens of sets of black clothes, the white clothes were no longer suitable for him at this moment, from this moment on, he was no longer the disciple of the Chongxiao Sect Su Yan.

There are not many people on the ferry, this water comes from Daze in the southwest of Zeyang, and flows into the endless Longchuan, there are a lot of merchant ships here, all of them come to transport goods, the cultivators under the realm of the Spirit King, there is no ability to fly with air, and there is no ability to shuttle through nothingness, it is naturally not easy to travel far, but it is the best choice to travel by boat.

This ferry is close to Daze, and converges in Longchuan, looking at a vast expanse from afar, the shadow of the boat gradually becomes smaller, sailing into the distance, the water is turbulent, and Daze seems to have infinite water, but Su Yan has doubts, why is the calm Daze creating such a turbulent river?

There was no answer.

After some twists and turns, Su Yan finally boarded a cargo ship, although it was a cargo ship, but the ship was full of people in all kinds of strange costumes, these people went to Longchuan, I don't know if they were the same as Su Yan, for the Heaven Devouring God Sect. Su Yan suppressed the anger in his heart, Leng Meng had already made a home in his heart, he wanted to ask clearly, why was the secret so decisive?

Su Yan looked up at the sky, and he didn't know when the wind picked up, which actually made the corners of his eyes moisten, where is the way home?