Ye Ling gently patted Danzhu's delicate face and asked.

"How many years have you been in Lanruo Temple?"

Dan Zhu stared at Ye Ling's hand and replied, "I can't remember clearly, anyway, at the beginning of birth, it was here." ”

Ye Ling asked again: "Over the years, how many people's yang energy have you inhaled? Eight hundred? or one thousand. ”

Danzhu blinked and asked curiously, "Does this have anything to do with what you're going to do?"

"Do you think that now that I kill you and forcibly take true blood, will there be a psychological burden of guilt?"

When Danzhu heard this question, he didn't bother to answer.

Because people who usually ask this kind of thing already have the answer in their hearts.

Some people do bad things, and they always have to find some high-sounding reasons to make them feel at ease, such as justice, emotion, principles, rules, etc.

In fact, humans and demons are just as bad by nature, aren't they?

But when she saw Ye Ling's serious expression, she fell into contemplation for the first time.

But after thinking about it for a long time, she still felt that her original idea was right.

Danju shook his head and replied, "No." ”

Ye Ling grinned, but said coldly: "It's so smart." ”

In fact, he has some psychological burden, otherwise he wouldn't have asked this question, but a little bit of guilt, he can ignore it.

Ghosts are pathetic, but they are also hateful.

Danzhu sighed in his heart.

And so it was.

However, he frankly admits that it is much better than the secretive behavior of some hypocrites, in fact, Danju thinks it is good to be so straightforward, and he is not very annoying.

Ye Ling looked at her and said, "It's better for a woman not to be too smart, you said it yourself." ”

Danzhu laughed helplessly and said, "Maybe I'm going to disappoint my son." You can't force our true blood, our essence is not here. ”

The thousand-year-old acacia raises famous flowers, and if you want true blood, you can only go to the thousand-year-old acacia.

After Ye Ling entered Lanruo Temple, what he saw and heard had almost deduced the ins and outs of this matter.

He asked directly: "It's the grave outside the gate of Lanruo Temple, right? There is also a big old locust tree, hundreds of meters high, which is scared to death." ”

Danzhu said in a deep voice: "I advise you not to do that, you will die." My host is a mountain mover. ”

"Where is her mountain? Why didn't I see it?

Ye Ling smiled and shook his head, Jiangnan Director Sun Huaiyi knew a lot of Jiangnan secrets, and had already told him in advance that the thousand-year-old ancient acacia of this Lanruo Temple was much stronger than the peak of the Blood Cultivation Realm, but it was not at all comparable to the real Mountain Moving Realm.

If that locust tree spirit was a complete mountain moving realm, he would not have appeared in Lanruo Temple at this moment, and would have traveled to another demon land.

Ye Ling suddenly turned around, looked at the door, and said, "Come in, after listening to it for so long, do you think I can't find it?"

The door opened, and Xiaoqian, a female ghost in white with excellent demeanor, walked in.

Danzhu looked surprised and asked, "Sister Xiaoqian, why are you here?"

Xiao Qian ignored her, but said to Ye Ling: "After thinking about it, I think that even if you are willing to cooperate with the yang energy, I can't hand over your yang energy to the master." ”

Danzhu thought that she didn't pay attention to Ye Ling, but in fact, on the way to lead Ye Ling to Lanruo Temple, she got slightly closer to Ye Ling, and she had already noticed that something was wrong, which was more touching than Danzhu.

The quality of Ye Ling's yang energy was too high, so high that it made her feel terrified.

In the past few hundred years, Lanruo Temple has obtained yang energy together, and it may not have his own yang energy, which has a great effect on the thousand-year-old acacia.

Perhaps because of Ye Ling, the thousand-year-old acacia can resume cultivation and move another mountain.

The concubine didn't even dare to tell the owner of the locust tree about it, for fear that after the master found out, she would leave the tomb directly and come here to plunder the yang qi.

Ye Ling laughed: "You said this kind of eating inside and out, maybe your master has heard it." ”

Xiaoqian also smiled: "I always feel that it is not interesting for us to live like this." ”

Xiao Qian looked at Danzhu and continued, "Are you willing to live like this forever?" ”

"But it's better than dead. ”

Danzhu lowered his eyebrows and said softly: "The master is angry and angry, everyone will be unlucky, I am not afraid of being alone, but it will affect other sisters, Youlan has a sweetheart, and Yuegui is still so young......"

Danzhu raised his head, looked serious, and continued: "Sister Xiaoqian, there are some things that are very helpless, and if you can't resist, it will affect everyone. ”

And Xiaoqian has strong skills, there are some things that can be thought and done.

But these flower ghosts are naturally weak, how can they have the ability to resist, they can only accept it.

Xiaoqian said: "But I can't see you being wronged. Ye Ling, you have broken the rules of Lanruo Temple today, you are not willing to accept the illusion of bewitchment, if you start this, many people will learn from you tomorrow, how should we deal with ourselves? The master must force us to agree to accompany us. ”

Ye Ling smiled angrily: "Are you blaming me?"

Xiao Qian shook her head and said, "We are to blame, and we can't blame others." ”

Ye Ling smiled.

"Then I'll do a good deed, slaughter the locust tree demon with a sword, anyway, I don't like her. You don't have to be moved to promise each other, how about repaying with real blood?"

Xiaoqian and Danzhu glanced at each other and were silent.

Ye Ling said: "If you don't agree, I'll really grab it." ”

When he entered Lanruo Temple, he guessed that the body of these flower ghosts was the locust tree demon, so he acted as a tiger.

In fact, he can just grab it without caring about anything.

The reason why he wasted words with Danzhu was because he felt that after all, he was taking other people's things, so he had to talk to the original owner, right?

He was such a good boy with good manners.

In Xiao Qian's eyes, a cold and dark moon suddenly rose, and she said with a smile.

"It's hard. ”

"It's not difficult. ”

Ye Ling waved his hand casually, raised his feet and walked out of the wing, and looked at the clouds in the sky, the golden plasma was tumbling, like dragons dancing around, and the light was blazing.

Great view.

Someone took the lead in making the same choice, and the power of repression has completely permeated the sky above Lanruo Temple.

Ye Ling smiled knowingly and raised his hand.

The golden sword intent is wisps, like a thin thread wound and the fairy sword is in rudiment.

The whole person rose from the ground, and the high-spirited celestial and human royal golden rainbow rose. Behind him, thousands of snow-white fairy swords paved the way to follow, and the light illuminated the sky along the way.

Somewhat dashing.

Somewhat stunning.

......

There are thousands of graves, as thick as hills, barren grass is everywhere, the land is dark, and countless ugly reptiles are scurrying around.

An old locust that covers the sky and the sun, hundreds of meters high, the branches are dry and scorched, like a pitch-black blade piercing the sky.

"Where's the mountain?"

"Where's my mountain?"

A hoarse voice emanated from inside the old locust tree, ethereal, enveloping all the graves.

"Huai Demon, your mountain has been ruined. ”

A blazing lightning condensed by countless golden words slashed into this place, Song Zhili's green shirt fluttered, and he walked out with his feet raised and a cold smile in his eyes.

"Familiar with the atmosphere of Wendao Mountains and Seas, you are a disciple of the Song family in Jinghu? Your ancestor spared my life, and for hundreds of years after that, I kept the agreement, neither left this place without authorization, nor did I commit the killing precept for no reason, and I did not add a new tomb here. ”

The old locust seemed to wake up, and the trunk of the tree, which was as thick as a mountain, cracked a crack, and when he opened his mouth to speak, a strong hurricane rushed out, flying sand and stones.

"Your Jinghu Song family has always regarded itself as the right path, don't you keep your word and kill them all?"

Song Zhili stood still in the wind and reprimanded angrily: "My Song family in Jinghu has been studying for generations, and I have been righteous for thousands of years, how to act, how can you allow this ignorant little demon to easily put your beak away?!"

The saint cloud, there is no class, and everyone is treated equally.

The human race was robbed, and the Song family in Jinghu saw it and wanted to take care of it.

The demon clan was oppressed, and the Song family in Jinghu saw it, and they had to take care of it.

Song Zhili's etiquette education since he was a child told him that when the road is uneven, he will sound when he hears.

The mellow family style of the Song family in Jinghu, a land of shock, has always been like this.

This is the real cultivator family in the mountain and sea realm, with a profound heritage, a long heritage, and its own perseverance, which is countless times stronger than the second-rate family like the Tongcheng Long family.

"Ignorant little demon, back then, your ancestors moved mountains and seas, and while I was not in Lanruo Temple, I invited Wendao Yuelu Mountain in the land of Jingchu to destroy my mountain with a thunderous force, and then shamelessly defeated me. But Yuelu Mountain is not comfortable either, I think he should sit down directly after he returns to Jinghu City later, right?"

The big demon of the locust tree sneered: "If it weren't for the fact that your ancestors were as strong as the end and refused to become a mountain god, would they have spared my life? ”

The locust tree demon continued: "I don't have a mountain now, but after a few hundred years of absorbing yang energy, I will soon break through the barrier of moving mountains again, and I still have some power left to move mountains, how can you kill me?"

Although the realm of the locust tree demon is not moving mountains, its physique, soul, and other aspects have not been weakened, compared with the peak of the ordinary mountain-moving realm, it is simply very different.

Song Zhili said softly: "It's a coincidence, I don't have a mountain, but I have also touched the threshold of moving mountains." ”

He secretly traveled away from home this time, visited thousands of mountains and rivers, traveled from Jingchu to the land south of the Yangtze River, and along the way was looking for the ownerless ancient mountain that he could see.

As long as he finds it, he is sure to become a mountain mover in a small monastic town.

At that time, the head of the Song family in Jinghu was in the prime of life, and he could live for at least a few hundred years.

With a short lifespan of a hundred years in the blood cultivation realm, he will never be able to wait for the elegant Yuelu Mountain, so he can only go out to find the ancient mountain by himself.

"But you're not moving mountains after all. ”

The Great Demon of the Locust Tree glanced at the thunderclouds in the sky, and said with a sneer: "You put on such a big formation, and the power of thunder and lightning suppression in the sky is to prevent me from escaping and being forced to fight with you.

She is not afraid of Song Zhili, who is strong and who is weak.

Her odds are better.

"I want to wait. ”

Song Zhili glanced at the blooming flowers on the lonely grave in the distance, the apricot yellow laurel flowers were so soft, even if they were born in the tomb, they were also fragrant and lovable.

There are also peonies, orchids, green lotus, moon seasons, rhododendrons, plum blossoms, chrysanthemums......

Song Zhili smiled: "With such a beautiful scenery, it is always too lonely to enjoy it alone." ”

The big demon of the locust tree sneered and said, "Who do you want to wait for?, heh, I can't wait, you go die!"

Do everything you can to suppress me and keep me from leaving this place, and how much strength do you have left to fight?

The earth shook, the ground cracked, and the locust tree was about to break free from the surface, and the roots as thick as a python broke through the ground and took the lead in the attack.

All of a sudden.

The expression of the locust tree demon changed, and he murmured: "It's Xiaoqian, and the other one is...... Who?"

Song Zhili smiled and said, "It seems that I have waited." ”

He was the first to fall, and someone should always be with him.

In the sky above Lanruo Temple, a cold dark blue solitary moon rose, among which a slender white figure with long hair danced upside down, and the moonlight fell to the ground, the light was hazy, and the killing machine surged.

Xiaoqian, the female ghost in white, chose to seize this opportunity to fight for the many flower ghosts in Lanruo Temple.

"Zheng!Zheng!"

And a bright snowy white river, earlier across the sky, bursts of sword roar just sounded, Tianhe was already heading towards the old Huai who covered the sky.

Snowy day river at the forefront.

The young man with calm eyes was wearing a black and red dragon monarch robe, and the surface of the robe was flowing with majestic rune divine light, and this high-level psychic object exuded an aura almost like moving mountains in person.

Ye Ling jumped up in mid-air, and when the Dragon Monarch's robe flew over, the golden pure yang sword under his feet automatically bounced up and was held in his hand.

This time it wasn't the sword spirit boy holding the sword.

It was Ye Ling himself who was in charge of the Pure Yang Sword.

A golden sword, slashed with all his might.

What an amazing sword, like a clear sword sound from antiquity, it instantly overwhelmed the heavy thunder of the heavenly vault.

Song Zhili was shocked when he saw this scene, and he thought that you were hidden and not an ordinary Blood Realm cultivator, but he didn't expect to underestimate you.

Previously, he had seen Ye Ling take out wolfberry tea from his sleeve, and he had already guessed in his heart that it was a good psychic object, but at this moment, when he saw the true face of the robe, it was actually a high-level psychic object.

The Jinghu Song family is one of the top cultivators in Jingchu Land, with a profound heritage, but they can't get a few high-level spiritual objects.

And what surprised him even more was that the golden long sword in Ye Ling's hand was even more extraordinary, and the powerful power of a single sword was probably already the power that only the top high-level psychic creatures had.

Unexpectedly fierce!

The locust tree demon was shocked, and suddenly, he smelled a sense of deadly threat, and his heart couldn't help but tremble violently.

The golden sword coming at her was too powerful!

She felt that there was still a mountain, and the realm was still the strongest state when the mountain was moved, and it was very likely that she would be injured by this sword!

Don't say it's her now.

It's too fast, there's no time to resist.

It's too strong, can she resist it?

"Zheng!"

In the Pure Yang Sword, all the golden sword intent poured out like a waterfall, without reservation, and cut out a golden sword mark that was almost comparable to the blow of the Mountain Realm.

Ye Ling and the sword had already appeared in front of the torso of the tall mountain-covered old locust in an instant, and compared with the hundred-meter giant tree, the difference between small and big was the extreme.

Those narrow eyes, now occupied by pure gold, fiery, indifferent, fierce, powerful.

The golden Pure Yang Sword fell completely.

The hundred-meter-high old locust that covers the sky, from the top to the feet, there is a gap as thin as a hair, and between the gaps in the back of the locust tree, blazing golden light instantly splashes out.

If you are unhappy, I will kill you!

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