The wind whistled in her ears, and Yang Youyi frowned tightly, unable to think of anything that could alarm her ancestor.

If it was just a pursuit of officers and soldiers, it would not have reached the point where the ancestor needed to come forward anyway.

Wormwood ...... What the hell is going on?

Yang Youyi worriedly urged the flying sword with all her might.

There must be, there must be no problem.

--

Feeling the oppression of the rapid approach behind him, Wormwood gritted her teeth, and suddenly turned around and opened a square blood-colored charm, the scythe of the man in black flashed in the blood, and the spell instantly shattered into blood foam, scattering and splashing in all directions.

The force of this blow sent wormwood flying out and hitting an old tree not far away, and the old tree that the three of them hugged snapped into two with a clatter, and fell to the ground with a bang.

"Ahem......"

Wormwood clutched her chest and lowered her head to cough up blood.

The man in black dragged his scythe and stepped forward slowly.

It's true...... That's it......

Watching the man in black raise the sickle, Wormwood's face appeared in front of her eyes.

Since the fall of the Yang family, Miss has been sad every day, and now she is also leaving, is she going to leave Miss alone?

“......”

"What if...... If only I could see you again, Miss......"

Wormwood muttered unconsciously.

The man in black was about to slash the scythe, and there was a moment of silence in his bright red eyes behind the mask.

After an instant, the man in black sneered lightly, I don't know what she was laughing at, she took the sickle, stretched out her toes and kicked the wormwood lightly, and a muffled female voice came through the mask, "If you want to see someone, go and see it, after saying goodbye, I will take your life tonight." ”

What the......!

Wormwood was stunned for a moment, incredulous.

How can a butcher let his prey go back to say goodbye when he is dying?

It's not that the cat catches the mouse and wants to tease a little longer, that's ...... What's hidden?

Wormwood quickly came back to her senses, she got up from the ground with a bone, hugged her fist at the man in black and said: "What is the secret of the seniors killing me? The seniors may wish to tell me that although the wormwood is humble, it also has some meager strength, and you can ask the ancestor of the Xiaoyaomen to solve the difficulties for the seniors!"

The man in black exhaled softly, with a slight smile in her voice, she turned her face away, did not look at wormwood again, but stood up to herself, "Tonight...... I'll come. ”

Before the words fell, the figure had disappeared in place.

Without a response from the man in black, Wormwood couldn't help frowning, but she couldn't think about it, she held on to a tree next to her hand and rested for a while, then quickly identified the direction, and walked out step by step with her sword.

Miss...... Wait for her, and she'll go home.

--

When Yang Youyi rushed to the place where the aura of the ancestor came from, Meng Changling, the first sword cultivator of the Xiaoyao Gate, was fighting fiercely with a man in black who was shrouded in black robes.

Peeping into the industry, learning the industry, cultivating the industry, gaining the industry, transforming the realm, the great transformation realm, the ancestors of ordinary small sects may not be able to reach the transformation realm in their lifetime, and there are thousands of avenues for cultivation, but mortals often can't touch a road, but if they can reach the transformation realm, at least they are on the right path.

What is above the Great Transformation Realm, Yang Youyi is not clear, that is the end of the path of cultivation, the path of cultivation is nothing more than refining the spiritual power of heaven and earth for one's own use, how to refine, how to use it after refining, that is, the Tao.

What happens when the road comes to an end?

Few people in the world can see the true meaning of it.

Legend has it that if the cultivation of the Great Dao is complete, people will be able to become holy, be with the Heavenly Dao, and be immortal and immortal.

What is that above?

Able to compete with the way of heaven...... What kind of existence is that?

Yang Youyi didn't know, no one knew, and she didn't even dare to talk nonsense about legends.

Maybe there is no such existence at all, or maybe the Heavenly Dao can't surpass it at all......

No one can prove the existence of God, and no one can prove these possibilities.

In the mouth of some poets who believe in romance, such a being is called a god.

Whether it is a god or a saint, in the eyes of the world, it is an unattainable existence, and the culmination of the path of cultivation that ordinary people can see is the Great Transformation Realm.

What is now showing in front of Yang Youyi is the highest-level battle that can be displayed in the Immortal Cultivation Realm today.

Meng Changling looked at the man in black, with a faint red color in his eyes, "Rakshasa Girl-do you remember me?"

The man in black stood with his hands tied, and did not answer.

Meng Changling raised the corner of his mouth and smiled fiercely, "You don't remember me, then do you remember the Changling Meng clan who was destroyed by you five hundred years ago?"

A chuckle came from behind the dark red demon mask, "Where did I think I came from, a cat and a dog, it turned out to be a little mouse that escaped by luck back then...... Why, I ran away and now I regret it?"

The long sword in Meng Changling's hand suddenly exploded with a snowy sword light, and for a while, half of the world seemed to have dimmed a lot.

"Luo-sha-female-"

Meng Changling seemed to use all his strength to squeeze out these words from between his teeth, and the bitter hatred between the words made Yang Youyi feel chills for a moment, "I want you to die-"

The moment Ruhong Sword Qi slashed out, it seemed to replace the scorching sun as the light source that shone on the dome, Yang Youyi couldn't see what kind of actions the man in black made at all, and even, just to protect herself in the aftermath, she had already had to do her best, Rao was so, she still felt like she was standing naked in the wind, and her whole body hurt bitterly.

Yang Youyi closed her eyes, using her arms to protect her chest and abdomen and other vital points, only to feel that the light outside her eyes suddenly dimmed, and when she opened her eyes, she saw another pitch-black spiritual power confronting the sword qi, and half of the sky where the man in black was located was like a chaotic and unopened world, so dark that there was no light.

This black ...... Is it evil?

Yang Youyi was not sure.

The spiritual power of righteous people is taken from heaven and earth, and they pay attention to the ability to communicate with nature, while the demon cultivation is taken from others, and they practice by devouring, and the spiritual power they take away often carries the unfinished blood and resentment of the original owner, so it is different from the pure white spiritual power in the hands of righteous people, usually showing a reddish purple and black color.

The power used by the man in black was like a terrible aura, but it seemed to be different.

Yang Youyi couldn't say what the difference was, but she felt that this black one was not like the evil qi she had seen before, full of yin and evil resentment, and it seemed more pure, but like a deep and hidden vast night sky.

Maybe this is the difference between the demon cultivation of the Great Transformation Realm and the inferior demon cultivation?

Yang Youyi didn't dare to jump to conclusions, after all, this was a realm that she hadn't even seen in the cultivation realm.

Since the appearance of the pure black spiritual power, Meng Shizu's sword light seems to be less scorching, and the power that affected her seems to be much smaller, and now Yang Youyi can barely see the two confrontational figures.

"Five hundred years ago, I could slaughter you, and five hundred years later, what can you do to me?"

The man in black walked lightly in the air, slowly approaching Meng Changling, and the pure black world behind her also followed her steps, devouring the world illuminated by sword qi little by little.

She didn't stop until she was less than an inch away from Meng Changling's blade, and the black scythe that seemed to be a weapon was attached to the back of her arm, tucked behind her.

Until this moment, the man in black hadn't even come out with a weapon, and it seemed that she seemed to expect that Meng Changling couldn't help her.

"Even if I die, I want you to be buried with me—"

Meng Changling's eyes were red, and he stabbed the long sword in his hand, and in an instant, the sword light skyrocketed several times, and the man in black seemed to feel the threat, and hurriedly retreated, but Meng Changling hated her so much that he would rather burn the Dao Fruit Sacrifice Sword than the man in black to die.