A glimpse of cultivation, both of them were shocked, "In the late stage of foundation building, senior sister, you run away!" I'm going to hold them back. The two of them in the distance had obviously discovered their traces, and they drove the flying magic weapon straight towards the two of them, and in a hurry, Li Mingheng pulled out the dark iron from his waist and stood in front of Mo Lian.

Mo Lian's face changed slightly, "Then how to do it, if you want to go, you can also walk together......"

Before she finished speaking, Li Mingheng had already rushed towards the two demon cultivators, "Senior sister, you run away quickly, I have my own way to deal with it." ”

In the blink of an eye, there was no trace of it, and now, Mo Lian was a little flustered, she looked at the place where the back disappeared in a daze, and her face was in a dilemma.

At this time, there were waves in her heart that she had never had before, she didn't have a deep relationship with Li Mingheng, and she was not even as familiar with Lin Ninglai, if it weren't for this trip to the forbidden land, I am afraid that she, the pride of the inner door, and his miscellaneous servants outside the door, would not have much intersection in her life, even if there were, Dingtian would be regarded as a meeting in Pingshui, or a love affair with the same door.

But it is such a person who is not strange or familiar, and what he thinks of at the moment of danger is not how to protect himself, but to her surprise, he only leaves a sentence to let himself run away, and then stands up without scruples and fulfills others with his own life.

And if you want to talk about the level of cultivation, where can you get his turn Li Mingheng to take the lead, it should be that he should be the first to stand up, how can the gap between reality and imagination be so big.

She was originally the chief disciple of Lady Duan Zhen of the Spirit Water Vein, no matter her appearance, cultivation, or qualifications, which one of them was not outstanding, and she had infinite glory in the door, or the Zhuji Dan that others racked their brains and worked hard to get it, and with her identity, it was also easy and effortless.

The ultimate purpose of this trip to the Black Heart Mountain is nothing more than to find the foundation building elixir, but as far as she is concerned, she doesn't have to come here to take risks, I believe that even if she doesn't come, judging from the degree of her master's spoiling, she will never reprimand, not only will she not reprimand, but she will even make all preparations for her to build the foundation soon.

She can only rest assured that under the protection of the Master, she can meditate and retreat, and then break through.

Because of this, she is favored everywhere in the door, loved by her elders, respected by her peers, and a sense of arrogance takes root in her heart, and then she is out of control, she thinks that the practice period is complete, and she is only one step away from building the foundation, with the magic weapon given by the master, even if the enemy builds the foundation period, it can also be a battle, this trip to the forbidden land should be a fun and see the world.

When he gave the Xuanhuang Fu Bao and other treasures to Lin Ning, it was also out of this idea.

But since she came here, the scenes that have happened have almost subverted all her previous cognitions, not to mention what she has seen and heard along the way, killing people and grabbing treasures, but in the blink of an eye, between close relatives, rebellion is the enemy, and there are countless things that swear to die.

Outside, the monks who pretended to be orthodox and famous families started to do it, but what is the difference between them and demon cultivators, that is, they have been friends for many years, and they are still difficult to defeat a Zhuji Dan!

She unconsciously felt a bitterness in her heart, when she gave the Xuanhuang Fu Treasure to Lin Ning, didn't she just see that the other party's cultivation was low, and there was a way to keep herself high?

But why did he still suffer a great calamity under the Xuanhuang Fu Treasure?

At first, those self-confidence have been worn out little by little in these days, and for the first time, she has a deep understanding of what cruelty is and what reality is.

Li Mingheng's actions made her have countless thoughts in an instant, asking herself, if her beloved was in danger, she would never be as decisive as Li Mingheng.

Before she had time to think about it, Mo Lian simply bit her silver teeth and turned her head in the opposite direction.

She is different from Lin and Li, she is a gifted talent, a century-old genius, and has a bright future.

Li Mingheng is willing to take risks, that's because he doesn't have so many scruples about himself, yes, it must be.

A trace of selfish desire rose in Mo Lian's heart, and fear instantly occupied her heart, she regretted that she shouldn't be so proud, and even more regretted that she had risen to this Jedi on a whim.

She walked slowly, her steps getting bigger and bigger, and the more and more urgent, and finally she fled in a panic.

Every step is heavy.

How did Li Mingheng, who was heading forward, know what Mo Lian was thinking at this time, let alone that the other party had left him behind out of regret and fear.

Both of them are running as hard as they can, but the meaning is completely different.

The two demon cultivators in front of them came, and when they saw that their clothes were from the Taiyi Dao Sect, they were murderous and rushed to their faces.

Li Mingheng's eyes widened, and he yelled, "Come on!" ”

This roar, the heroic spirit was dry, the dark iron in his hand was like ink, and the cold and murderous blood filled his brain again, but this time, for some reason, Li Mingheng could clearly feel that the aura emitted by the three-foot dark iron was more brutal and crazy than before.

The coldness went straight to the bottom of his heart, running through his limbs, almost devouring his divine sense.

He suddenly sobered up for three points, and when he was in danger, he glanced at the dark iron in his hand, but he was startled.

There was a faint dark red flow in the pitch-black jade-like dark iron, like the blood veins in the human body, during which a trace of blood-red tentacles visible to the naked eye were frantically winding and devouring the entire blackiron.

And those tentacles are clearly condensed from their own blood.

The three-foot Xuantie actually exudes the demonic energy that only the people of the Demon Sect can cultivate.

"Is this a monster?"

A thought flashed in Li Mingheng's heart, if this thing is a magic weapon, then why can he drive it?

There was no time for him to continue thinking, and suddenly, there was a pain in his arm, but he saw that the entire arm had been swallowed by the black qi of the dark iron, turning into an extremely terrifying ink.

The thing in his hand seemed to come to life at this moment, he could almost feel the Xuantie breathing, and between the breathing cycles, it gulped down all the spiritual energy around it, like a person who had been dry for a long time suddenly saw a pool of spring water, and he hated to refine all the things that could be transformed in this forbidden land.

At this time, the two demon cultivators were close at hand, one of them was obviously a male cultivator, but he was dressed more enchanting than his daughter's family, his face was not handsome, but strange and ugly, and the other was fat, carrying a huge black cloth bag, and the cloth bag was full of resentment, Li Mingheng glanced at it, and instantly felt a wave of nausea welling up, and the pocket was full of dead air and resentful spirits.

He had long heard that the demon cultivators, in order to increase their mana, they would do whatever it could, and the spells they cultivated were also extremely cruel, they went against the sky, destroyed the way of the heavens, and destroyed people.

Just like the fat man's cultivation method is not based on the natural aura of heaven and earth, but refining the souls of others, absorbing their grievances, and walking alone against the avenue, knowing that the deceased rest in peace, this practice makes the dead not to mention supernatal reincarnation, that is, there is not even the least peaceful day, how cruel, it is simply outrageous.

Li Mingheng had never had such a strong killing intent, he hated to break those two demon cultivators into pieces on the spot, shatter their souls, pinch and explode their divine sense, and do the right thing for heaven to conform to heaven's will.

In an instant, there was no fear in his heart, and his eyes no longer showed an amber glow, but an extremely deep black, and there was a mad and belligerent blood in the ink.

"I really want to kill someone." He stared hungrily at the comer, grinning, his smile twisted and chilling.

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