Ling Tian walked to the other side of the city wall, and several golden light swords shot out from around him, each of which was inserted into the wall in a diagonal line.

He leaped down from the city wall and landed on one of the golden swords, and then with one foot, he leaped towards the swords that were lined up diagonally. Whenever he placed his foot on one of the swords, the other two swords would consciously fly through the wall.

Seeing the golden light long sword flash layer by layer like a golden ladder that kept emerging, Ling Tian's figure quickly jumped downward with the long sword that continued to pierce the wall, and finally reached the bottom of the city wall safely and quickly.

The four golden light swords inserted into the wall were drawn from the wall and flew back to Ling Tian's body.

Ling Tian glanced around at the empty and barren flat land.

There are groups of flowers and plants on the surface of the sparse place, sparsely dotted on the surface of the sparse in front of you, and the other places that have not been embellished are pieces of shriveled land.

There is not a single grass growing on the ground, and there are many shocking cracks on the surface, this strange scene cannot help but make people suspicious.

Looking up, the mountains in the distance are stacked on top of each other, and the peaks are prominent. Each peak is lined up and falls together, and there is a gorgeous beauty of curves.

Ling Tian withdrew the four golden light swords around him, and then continued to follow the route in his mind towards his destination.

He climbed several mountains and passed through several wooded jungles before finally reaching his destination.

The surface of this place is uneven, and all kinds of huge footprints appear on the ground.

The footprints were chaotic and criss-crossed, as if they had experienced a fierce beast battle not long ago. The remnants of the leaves and broken branches around the ground were covered with a mess.

Sister Long's voice immediately echoed in Ling Tian's mind: "You find a place with many trees to sprinkle the deer blood on the surface of the deer, and then wait on the trees to wait for the rabbit." ”

Hearing this, Ling Tian replied in his heart, "Understood." ”

He leapt and wandered around for a moment, eventually coming to a wooded jungle.

This place is extremely dangerous, and the roars of demon beasts can be heard from time to time, as if they are showing off their might in their respective territories. Ling Tian avoided these thunderous and dangerous places and came to a relatively open area, surrounded by trees and tall grass, which could be used as his hiding place everywhere.

He went to the open ground to sprinkle bags of deer blood, then ran into the bushes and jumped onto a large tree, his eyes fixed on his bloodshed place, waiting for the arrival of the shadow leopard.

In a deserted village......

Beigong Nanming walked on the blood-soaked face, and there were dead corpses lying all around, all with hideous faces and unwillingness.

Many of the houses in the village have been burned down, and the black remnants of the trees have piled up into ruins, which is a terrible sight to see.

Seeing this, Mu Ling's white pupils were cold, and murderous intent appeared on her delicate face.

She said angrily, "This demon has been mad to this point?!"

Beigong Nanying's windbreaker was long and floating, and his face said indifferently: "The demon has already lost his mind, but I am afraid that this scene is deliberately done by someone." ”

The demon as understood by ordinary people is an immortal cultivator who confuses his mind during cultivation, causing himself to go mad and fall into a demon. They have lost their senses, they are insane, they are not sensible, but this is only a lie concocted by the upper leadership to avoid causing a major riot.

The real demon is an immortal cultivator who has been endowed with the power of the demon god, and the person who has been endowed with the power of the demon god will become the puppet of the demon race. They have greatly increased their strength, lost the ability to think, and only obeyed the orders of the demons who gave him power.

Demons also have ranks, ordinary demons are called Pingsheng level, and demons of this level are equivalent to the existence of slaves. The second is the Hidden Calamity Level, which is equivalent to a leader of this level. Then there is the destruction level, then the disaster level, and finally the disaster level. The third level at the end has a high status among the demons, and it is second only to the existence of the demon god.

Among all levels of demons, except for the mortal-level demons who do not have the ability to think for themselves, the demons of all other levels have the ability to think. But once the demon has the psychology of rebellion, the power of the demon god hidden in the heart will devour it, and eventually become the nourishment of the demon god.

Mu Ling whispered softly: "Deliberately?"

Several black shadows suddenly burst out from the surrounding houses that had not been burned down, blocking the front of the two of them.

Seeing this, the two stopped, Beigong Nanming's purple pupils were cold, his hands were in his trouser pockets, and his long purple hair fluttered slowly.

He said in a deep voice: "I am finally willing to come out, and I am still thinking about whether to invite you out, it seems that I am too worried." ”

The eyes of the few people in front of them glowed green, their faces were hideous, and their bodies were steaming with black gas like flames.

Seeing this, Mu Ling wanted to step forward, but was blocked by Beigong Nanming raising his hand.

"I'll figure it out personally. Nan Ming said lightly.

Mu Ling pursed his lips slightly when he heard this, and said in a pleading tone: "Let me come, we have been going east and west for the past few days, and you have solved it alone every time, so leave it to me this time." ”

Beigong Nanming's eyes narrowed slightly, and the breeze blew the slender hair in front of him.

He said resolutely: "This is my responsibility, and it is also my way to atone, and you should not be involved." ”

Several demons were already impatient, and they swarmed together, ready to be outnumbered.

Beigong Nanming's mind tightened, and a wave of anti-heaven Xuan Qi spread sharply from his body.

Several demons who swarmed up were immediately swept away by this mighty wave of qi and rolled to the ground one after another.

Beigong Nanming's slender fingers moved slightly, and a seeping cold air spread from the soles of his feet to the surroundings like thunder and lightning.

Before the demons who had just gotten up from the ground could react, the cold air had already spread to the soles of their feet. The demon's body instantly condensed into ice, turning into a smooth and bright ice sculpture.

Seeing this strange scene, the blue-clothed demon hiding behind a big tree gritted his teeth fiercely, and said in a low voice: "What is the origin of this person! It is so powerful, I must quickly inform Lord Fist Shura." With that, he turned to leave.

This person is also a green double pupil, and he belongs to the hidden calamity-level demon. His blue coat was stained with bright red blood, which showed that he was the culprit of the massacre.

Beigong Nanming stepped forward and walked out, and at the same time said indifferently: "I hate those who hide in the dark and peep the most, because this is a sign of cowardice. At the end of his words, his slender figure disappeared in an instant, and in the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of the Hidden Calamity-level demon.

The Hidden Calamity-level Demon had just taken a few steps, and when he saw the sudden Beigong Nanyin in front of him, his face was suddenly full of horror, his feet fell backwards one after another, and his green eyes stared at the person in front of him in disbelief.

The corners of Beigong Nanming's lips crossed a sly arc, and his purple and beautiful eyes said with a playful meaning: "Do you think what I said is right? ”

The demon of the hidden calamity level was still glaring at Beigong Nanming, and his nose was bubbling with a rough breath, "You...... What do you want to do?"

Beigong Nanming put his hands in his trouser pockets, tilted his head slightly, and said, "It's nothing, I just want to ask where is the fist Shura you just mentioned?" I want to treat him to a big meal." ”

Beigong Nan Shen is the head of the seven gods, and his cultivation strength not only far exceeds that of several other gods, but what is even more terrifying is that he has the power of the eye of heaven and various elements, so he is also respected by the other gods as the emperor of heaven.

The Eye of the Sky is an invincible ability that is second on the ability list. After years of use and pondering, Nan Ming has been able to exert the power of the Heavenly Eye to the extreme, and everything around him cannot escape his eyes.

The Hidden Calamity-level demon was about to speak, and a faint green light shot out from his body and mouth. He clutched his neck and screamed in pain, leaning against the tree and convulsing.

Beigong Nanming's eyes narrowed slightly, and a biting cold aura burst out from his body, and the demon man in front of him who was emitting green light all over his body instantly turned into an ice sculpture.

Beigong Nanming's handsome nose let out a sigh, and his expression looked a little helpless.

The demon in front of him will soon be devoured by the power of the demon god in his body, and he should have been cursed to death by the demon who called him the fist Shura. It's a pity that at the last second, he didn't ask about the whereabouts of this fist Shura.

Beigong Nanming stepped out, and several demons who were frozen into ice sculptures instantly shattered, turning into small pieces of ice and scattering to the ground.

He walked up to Mu Ling, Mu Ling looked at the corpses around him and asked suspiciously, "Why do these demons kill so many innocent people?"

Beigong Nanming replied in a faint voice, "Because these defenseless people will increase the demon god's resentment power after death, and the demon god can turn this resentment into his own demon god power." ”

Mu Ling's short skirt was slightly swinging, and her delicate face revealed a little sadness.

Beigong Nanming raised his hand to prop up Mu Ling's sharp chin, so that her eyes were on herself, and then her voice was sultry: "A sad woman is not good-looking. ”

Mu Lingqiao's face was red, her eyes stared at Beigong Nanming's handsome face, and her heart was beating like thunder.

Beigong Nanming's mind then moved, and a powerful Xuan force fluctuated on the soles of his feet and spread around, and the messy corpses around him instantly ignited a raging flame.

He secretly made up his mind in his heart that even if he dug three feet into the ground, he would find this fist Shura, and then put his life on the line to stop the Demon King's plan to break through the seal, because only in this way could he protect his younger brother and the delicate and moving Ice Emperor.

Jungle ......

Ling Tianping lay on the thick branches, looking at the white clouds floating through the gaps in the layers of leaves, his face full of boredom.

He had been waiting here for more than an hour, but the shadow leopard he was looking forward to had been delayed, and just as he was about to complain to Sister Long, a deafening roar rang out from not far away.

After hearing this, Ling Tian sat up with his slender body, and the corners of his lips curved, "It's here!"