"The ancestral court of the Divine Foot Sect, what kind of place is it, I have heard you mention it many times along the way, it seems that there are many masters guarding there, could it be an extremely dangerous ghost gate?" Zi Ruo asked with a thoughtful expression.

"The ancestral court is the place where the Holy See of the Divine Foot Sect is located, not only the residence of the sect leader and other lords in the sect, but also the countless gold and silver treasures accumulated in the sect since the establishment of the sect for a hundred years, but there are four pillar masters guarding the door, Nangong Liu is one of them, or the youngest of them, the other three, each with their own merits, are all masters of the world, and what is even more terrifying is that there has always been a legend that the four pillar masters are the highest masters of the Divine Foot Sect outside the forbidden land of the ancestral court, and in the forbidden place, they are the most unpopular disciples. Yang Lingya said with a solemn face.

"Are you saying that in the Forbidden Land, there is still a group of masters, all above the Four Great Pillar Masters?" Zi Ruo wondered.

"That's right, but this is just a legend, some people in the sect think that maybe the masters of the forbidden land have long since passed away, otherwise why in the past hundred years, the situation in the sect has changed, and this group of people has never come forward. There is also a saying that only when there is a catastrophe in the sect will they be alarmed, otherwise, even if they have been asleep for a hundred years, it is only for a moment, and it is normal not to show up. However, the forbidden place, for the people of the Divine Foot Sect, is an eternal forbidden place that cannot be set foot in, like the forbidden land of the fairy mountain, once you step in, there is no return. Yang Lingya said word by word, and the expression on her face became heavier and heavier, as if the forbidden place was an extremely terrifying place.

"The forbidden land of the fairy mountain, haha, I went once, and I didn't come out alive, that forbidden place, I'm afraid it's the place where the treasure is hidden, the insatiable sect leader of the Divine Foot Sect wants to take it for his own use, and made up a legend of the forbidden land, so that others are afraid to set foot on it, so as to protect the safety of the treasure, I don't believe that there is a forbidden land. "Lingyun Dao, he fought with Nangong Liu twice before, and he knew the level of the top master of the Divine Foot Sect, the Great Pillar Master, and stood out among mortals, and when he came to the immortals, he didn't take the Divine Foot Sect and the others in his eyes.

"Hmph, you're not human, and of course the forbidden land is not valid for you. Yang Lingyan was unforgiving.

"Then now that you have the aura in your body, you are no longer an ordinary person, just like me, we will be in the same stream in the future. Ling Yun smiled evilly.

"Phew, who is in the same stream with you, I am Mingyue, you are a ditch, I have an aura, and I am also a little woman in this world, but you are a thing in the outside world, so you are not the same as you. Yang Ling Aya said.

There was a sound of footsteps outside the door, Ling Yun heard it in his ears, stopped arguing with Yang Lingya, got up and came to the door, made a silent gesture, and looked through the hole to the outside of the room.

In the room, no one else heard the footsteps outside, but they all closed their mouths, looking at Ling Yun's alert appearance and not daring to disturb.

In the faint candlelight, I saw a little beggar timidly tiptoe into the silent inn, and in the inn, only an old man with white hair sat in the hall.

The ground is full of broken wood and scrap metal, dusty and dusty, the old man's back is facing Lingyun, lonely and emaciated, when the wind rises, the wide robe sleeves hunt and hunt, and the person will not move.

The failure at that moment was not only the aura that was sucked away from most of the life's painstaking efforts, but also the hope of all life.

Despair makes people's hearts feel like ashes for a moment! Nangong Liu, the great pillar master, is as old as an old man in an instant.

Ling Yun looked at the back, only to feel a little pitiful, no matter how hateful a person is, once he is old and helpless, it always makes people feel a sense of coldness.

Things hurt like that, just because everyone will grow old, and when they see this scene, they feel sad.

If it's me sitting there, I'm afraid the mentality will be even more broken.

The little beggar, dressed in rags, exposed most of his shoulders and calves, his body was black and greasy, his left leg was seriously lame, and he seemed to have a disease in his feet, and he walked over tremblingly, testing Nangong Liu's snort.

At that moment, Nangong Liu's head seemed to be raised slightly, and one hand was raised weakly, wanting to touch the little beggar's head.

"Does he want to absorb the little beggar to replenish his extremely wasted energy?" Ling Yun was shocked for a while, pushed open the door, and jumped down, the pillar that had been broken in half just now made the second floor half a story lower.

"Be careful!" Ling Yun said in a loud voice, trying to persuade the little beggar to leave.

Unexpectedly, the little beggar was alert to Ling Yun's existence, stared at him with a pair of vicious eyes, and roared, "Did you hurt the Pillar Master?" The voice was thick and heavy, not a child's voice.

Ling Yun looked at his old face, and realized that this little beggar was just a dwarf, not a child, especially the dirty face, which looked a little familiar, could it be the demon boy?

I saw the demon boy roaring in a low voice like a dog, and then a tiger leap pounced, Ling Yun turned to avoid it, but his hands were stretched out like hooks, intending to catch Ling Yun's chest.

Those claw-like hands were extremely sharp, and once he grabbed them, the skin was open.

Ling Yun instantly conjured up the Jade Forcing Spirit Sword and slashed at the claw head-on.

Although the demon boy was stupid and stupid, he knew that if his claws collided with a sharp sword, he would definitely hit the stone with an egg, so he hurriedly avoided it, retracted his claws, and fell to the ground in the air, like a cat grabbing the ground, pouting.

"You can't be more than his!" Nangong Liu was out of breath, roared, coughed several times, and said, "A gentleman takes revenge, it's not too late for ten years, Demon Boy, don't fight with him." ”

Of course, Ling Yun was sure that he could kill this demon boy in one fell swoop, but considering that he was a disciple of the Divine Foot Sect, his kung fu was not low, once Yang Ling Aya succeeded in seizing the Sect and became the sect leader, he would be a good hand that could be driven.

Therefore, Ling Yun did not kill him, but teased him.

But the demon boy is completely a life-and-death fight, and the anger in his eyes is enough to burn people to death.

"If I have a vengeance, I will avenge it today. "The Demon Boy is flying again, he is used to fighting empty-handed, after all, any weapon is not as flexible as the hands, you can grab your heart and lungs at will, and one move can kill people.

However, there is also a great weakness in empty-handed combat, which is that the hand is never sharper than the white blade.

If he encounters an ordinary person, the demon boy can make up for it with flexible speed, even if others hold a white blade, they don't have time to see his body clearly, and his bloody heart has been pulled out, but for Ling Yun, his speed is just a worm that is faster than an ant, not worth mentioning.

Therefore, more than a dozen times in a row to fly and dig out of the heart, all of them were dodged by Ling Yun, Ling Yun had an unchanged smile on his face, looking at the demon boy who was panting more and more, his speed had fallen from the peak, getting slower and slower, and more and more sluggish.