Inside the teahouse was surprisingly quiet.

Everyone in the Black Demon Abyss was used to the people around them hiding their faces and cultivation, so when Ye Qingyu walked in, the other guests just glanced at it casually.

One blue and one red, the two shopkeepers, did not leave after serving tea, and stood aside with a warm smile, waiting for his orders.

Having walked through so many areas, Ye Qingyu certainly wouldn't think that the teahouse had few customers, and the shopkeeper would be so enthusiastic.

He asked for some ordinary refreshments and handed over a small piece of top-grade source crystal.

The two shopkeepers instantly laughed into two flowers, thanked loudly, and walked towards the backyard while shouting.

The shadow of the wide hoodie shrouded Ye Qingyu's face.

After the shopkeeper left, he was slightly distracted.

In fact, it was not easy for him to come to the Twelve Regions.

Thin Elder Shuang Wuyan has never returned since he went to chase the killer of the [Blood Piercing Hall], Ye Qingyu can't wait for him, so he can only go all the way by himself, and just before a cup of tea, Ye Qingyu encountered a sneak attack.

Although the other party seems to have only a dozen people, it is obviously a strong and highly cooperative organization.

After a battle, Ye Qingyu killed seven or eight killers, and the rest of the killers saw that they couldn't succeed, so they fled.

But he himself was injured a little.

The reason why I came to this teahouse is to take a little rest and heal my wounds.

The empty area of the Black Demon Abyss is full of danger, if someone dares to heal or cultivate in any corner, then what awaits him is very likely to be a fatal attack and robbery, this is an underground world that seems to be calm but there are killings and dangers everywhere, Ye Qingyu does not dare to slack off.

The shopkeeper quickly served refreshments.

While Ye Qingyu was drinking tea, he secretly operated the Nameless Heart Method to heal his wounds.

A faint silver mist swirled around Ye Qingyu's body.

The tea room was silent.

Suddenly, a cold light burst out.

An old man behind Ye Qingyu who had been drinking tea with his head down, his figure jumped up silently, as fast as thunder and lightning, and a sword blade with a strange blue alien long sword in his hand, like a silent electric light, stabbed towards Ye Qingyu's back heart.

Fast!

Suddenly!

What's more, this blow was silent, without the slightest power fluctuation and ripple in the air, and it was simply imperceptible.

The long sword pierced into Ye Qingyu's back without any deviation.

The old man's ravine-horizontal face showed a hint of joy because of the successful blow, but in the next moment, this joy turned into astonishment, because Ye Qingyu's figure suddenly and quickly dimmed, and then disappeared, and the sword that pierced into the back was just pierced into the air.

At the same time, a chill came from his waist.

The elderly killer bowed his head in astonishment, realizing that he didn't know when, he had been slashed by a pale silver ice sword, and his body had been cut in two.

And the hilt of the ice sword was held in Ye Qingyu's hand.

In the last sight of the old killer, he saw incredibly that Ye Qingyu was still sitting in his original position, as if he had never changed, and he didn't know how to dodge his sword just now.

White clothes, black hair, dark hoodie.

Ye Qingyu didn't turn his head, holding the sword in his backhand, and his posture was casual and chic.

Boom!

The elderly killer, who had lost control, slammed his body into a table opposite.

"Fuck ......" At the table, a middle-aged man who was drinking tea was caught off guard, splashed by the tea, and roared angrily: "You guys fight, you dare to affect Lao Tzu, do you know ......?"

The voice did not fall.

Ye Qingyu's figure flashed.

The sword light was pervasive.

The middle-aged man's head was already soaring into the sky.

A streak of ice enveloped his body, and no blood splattered out.

Another young man who was sitting and drinking with this middle-aged man had a great change in his complexion, a look of fear appeared on his face, and he kept retreating, "You...... Why ......"

In response to him was a ray of sword light.

The young man's eyebrows were a little red, and then he fell.

Ye Qingyu collected his sword.

The Ice Sword turned into a silver cloud and scattered into the void.

Without saying anything, he turned and left the teahouse.

I have been watching Ye Qingyu's figure leave, and there is no change.

Long.

"Why didn't you just make a move?"

"The idea is too hard, the third and fourth haven't made a move yet, but they just showed a trace of killing intent, and they planted ...... [Cold Light Sword] Old Man Zheng is also dead, these are all things between one move, this young man has long been on guard, and he shot very quickly, he can't keep it, and he is not sure. ”

"He drank tea, why didn't he react?"

"I don't know, maybe it's an antidote taken in advance, or it's a physical problem......

"What then?"

"Let's find another chance, such a big reward, everyone is hot, many forces in the entire Black Demon Abyss have been alarmed, although this little cub is ruthless and has good strength, but he will definitely not live for three days, let's just find a chance." ”

"Speaking of which, what kind of person is it that pays such a high price to reward this little cub who is not famous?"

"Who knows, there must be someone who shouldn't be messed with. ”

A muffled conversation rang out in the teahouse.

Then the remaining ten or so guests all got up and left the teahouse.

These people carefully followed the direction that Ye Qingyu left and followed.

And the two shopkeepers, one blue and one red, came out of the backyard and saw the corpses on the ground and the broken tea table, but they didn't have the slightest surprise, as if they were used to seeing such things, the two people lifted up the three corpses and threw them under a small tea tree in the backyard, and then repaired the broken tea table and began to continue normal business.

And in the deepest and remote corner of the tea room.

The two figures never moved.

"This is what you told my master? Offer a reward for hunting him? The reward you sent out for a hundred catties of god-level source crystals, but you made an empty promise, if my master does not agree to your conditions, you can take out a hundred catties of god-level source crystals? When the time comes, I am afraid that the wicked people of the entire Black Demon Abyss will be chasing and killing you. Jiang Xiaohan's voice was cold.

But in this coldness, there is a bone-chilling charm.

Huang Tayun secretly said that this woman is a little weird, it seems that there are changes in her body every moment, this change is not only strength, but even her physique is changing, could it be that she is practicing some weird exercises and the like?

He didn't ask much, he smiled, lowered his voice, and said: "There are two leading elders to protect that little cub, these people from the Black Demon Yuan should not be able to kill him, and this little cub is also very evil, just use this method to talk about his bottom, consume his strength, and when he is exhausted, it will naturally be the time for us to make a move, and then you can knead him as much as you want." ”

In Huang Tayun's heart, of course, there are deeper thoughts.

But he won't tell Jiang Xiaohan.

"Either way, remember, I want to live, not die...... Abolish his cultivation, or cut off his limbs or something, anyway, you must save a breath in the end, and then bring it to me. Jiang Xiaohan's voice began to fluctuate, and finally the whole person turned into a ball of black demonic qi and disappeared in place, and his voice was endless: "Manager Huang, I know you still have plans, and I won't ask, but I want to remind you, it's best not to play with fire." ”

The voice fell.

Jiang Xiaohan's whole person turned into black demonic qi and disappeared in place.

A hint of shock appeared on Huang Tayun's face.

"Black Devil Transformation Void Dafa? This woman, how could she ...... The Dark Lord's supernatural powers?"

......

......

Ye Qingyu held the sword, and the blood flowed down the blade drop by drop.

Surrounded by twenty or thirty corpses.

He finally saw the horror of the dangerous place of the Black Devil Abyss, and he felt like a wounded sheep walking into a wolf land, and the smell of blood emanating from his body attracted the fierce attacks of the crazy wolves.

"The situation is a little wrong, these people shouldn't be assassins or anything, why are they fighting so hard?"

Ye Qingyu looked at the corpses around him, a little puzzled.

A quarter of an hour ago, these people were just passers-by, but when they saw themselves, they suddenly burst into trouble.

Ye Qingyu can conclude that this is not a long-planned assassination, but just an impromptu raid, but the problem is that Ye Qingyu can't understand why he suddenly became so annoying, and when others take a look, they want to rush over and kill him?

In a fight just now, Ye Qingyu consumed a lot of vitality.

This is already the depths of the thirteenth area of the Black Demon Abyss, and the creatures that can appear here are all ruthless and strong, all of them are dancing on the tip of the knife, surviving in the Shura field, and the strong men who have experienced countless life and death battles, the battles are amazing and rich, and they have killed thirty-one people in a row, Ye Qingyu has shown unprecedented fierceness, and the sword wind does not leave anyone, so it can be regarded as deterring some other strong people who are trying to besiege him.

But Ye Qingyu knew very well that those strong people who retreated did not really go far.

They are like jackals hiding in the shadows, waiting for their prey to be weak and flawed, looking for an opportunity to fight, and they will hug again.

"You have to figure out what the hell is going on. ”

Ye Qingyu felt that the atmosphere was wrong.

It seems that he has become the target of public criticism and has become the target of hunting.

The ice sword in his hand turned into a silver mist and dispersed, Ye Qingyu adjusted his breathing and continued on his way.

The deeper you go, the richer the black demonic aura in the void becomes.

The pressure around them became more and more violent.

The creatures below the Heaven Ascending Realm can't survive here at all.

Ye Qingyu walked while running the Nameless Mental Method, pranayama inner element, and constantly recovering, if it was in the past, with Ye Qingyu's cultivation, to recover such an injury, although there was a strange force to be injected into the body, it was only a few breaths of time, but in the depths of the Black Demon Abyss, it took constant time.

Probably after a stick of incense.

Ye Qingyu was attacked again.

This time it took him half an hour before he was out of the battlefield.

Behind him, dozens of corpses were left behind.

"The front is the fourteenth area, according to the golden five-edged token, entering this area is the real land of death and chaos......" Ye Qingyu took a big breath and stopped temporarily.

He ventured to find a cave on the mountain wall, set up a formation seal, hid in the cave, and began to breathe his inner yuan and adjust his state.

The situation is far more difficult than initially thought.