When Zhong Ling rushed out of the barley.

Both of them on the official road showed unusual surprise.

The middle-aged man stood up from the big stone and couldn't help exclaiming: "It's amazing! There is such a thing in the world! ”

And Luo Tartta, who has always been indifferent, saw Zhong Ling's prototype appear, his eyes widened, and the degree of surprise was difficult to express in words.

Although the demon slaying family takes it as their mission to slay demons and eliminate demons, they are all large beasts that endanger the world, or rare creatures.

A demon beast like Zhong Ling who cultivated into a human form, they had never really seen it.

Even the existence of the Transformation Fruit and the Seven Star Pond is unknown.

If it weren't for Guo Bao's clues, Luo Tart Tower still wouldn't believe that the demon beast actually existed like this.

Zhong Ling's huge body stood on top of the official road, his shiny fur shining in the moonlight.

She slammed her fists twice on the ground, and with a huge shock, dust flew and sand and gravel splattered.

When Luo Tarta saw such a Zhong Ling, he was no longer as low-key as Fang Cai.

He finally burst into a shout: "Demon beast! Take your life! ”

Then, the silver bell on the halberd trembled more violently, and the bell sound was rapid and panicked.

Suddenly, the painting rod Fang Tian Halberd was glazed with light, as if a golden auspicious dragon was hovering and upward, ready to attack when the Luo Tart Tower rushed towards Zhong Ling.

Zhong Ling did not show weakness, she took the initiative to meet the Luo Tart Tower and jumped forward.

The three-meter-long halberd of the Luo Tart Tower probed into the air, and a golden light burst out, as if there was an auspicious dragon in the world.

But alas, Luo Tarta completely underestimated Zhong Ling's ability.

Even if the auspicious dragon can't bite a trace of Zhong Ling's fur.

Zhong Ling's flexibility is extremely high, not only is he not restrained by his huge size, but he is more powerful.

"Boom! ——”

Zhong Ling landed.

Turning around and swinging his fist, a mountain-like fist smashed down from more than ten meters in the air.

Luo Tart Tower grabbed Fang Tian's painting halberd with both hands to resist Zhong Ling's counterattack.

Zhong Ling's strength was not known how many times that of Ye Youhuan, and the Luo Tart Tower, who received the recruitment, used all his strength, and the bow under his feet strode into the ground.

The two sides competed for a few seconds, and after the center of gravity of the Luo Tart Tower settled and the internal force was stable, a force pushed Zhong Ling out.

Only then did Luo Tarta see that Zhong Ling had a pair of bright eyes that were different from human beings, but surpassed those of fierce beasts.

There was the wisdom of a man and the ferocity of a beast in those eyes.

Zhong Ling's essence, in Luo Tartta's view, is higher than humans, and it will definitely not be accepted by demon slayers, evolving against the sky.

If such an evolution is allowed to spread in the world, then they will definitely one day subjugate humanity and completely rule the world.

Luo Tarta looked at Zhong Ling's huge body, which was enough to suffocate in the dark night.

There are words on his lips: "Hum la richa, Motimo's in." ”

Then, he bit his thumb open, and a few drops of blood spilled from his finger.

Zhong Ling didn't know the purpose of Luo Tartta's move, nor did he realize that danger was approaching him.

She struck again.

This time, she raised her arms and threw her fists together at the tart tower.

With the last time he was evenly matched, Zhong Ling was full of confidence this time.

But unexpectedly.

"Shhh ——”

When Zhong Ling touched the halberd of the Luo Tart Tower, the skin of the halberd instantly festered.

Zhong Ling withdrew his arm uncontrollably and took several steps back.

She could see a large area of decay on the skin of her fist, and the wound was slowly expanding in all directions.

Zhong Ling looked at Luo Tart Tower in surprise.

She saw that Luo Tartta wiped the blood on his fingers and stomachs on Fang Tian's painting halberd, and after wiping, Fang Tian's painting halberd was extremely red.

With Zhong Ling's unique sense of smell, she could feel that the Fang Tian Painting Halberd was already her biggest threat.

Look at Luo Tart Tower at this moment, since he recited the mantra and bit his finger, his aura has changed greatly.

The unique magnetic field emanating from his body made Zhong Ling inexplicably flustered, and he had a sense that death was about to come.

If Zhong Ling hadn't had to fight to the death, she would definitely have withdrawn from this magnetic field and would never take a step forward.

Zhong Ling waited tremblingly in place, observing the movements of the Luo Tart Tower.

I saw that Luo Tarta bit his finger again, and then did a somersault with a halberd.

A few drops of bright red blood, in the dark night, slid through the air, like sharp arrows off the string, shooting towards Zhong Ling.

Zhong Ling vaguely discerned the direction of the blood, but she hesitated.

She didn't know the purpose of the tart tower, and only dodged the moment the blood was near.

But the blood was not easy to distinguish in the dark environment, and when Zhong Ling thought he had dodged, a drop splashed on his thigh.

"Ahh ——”

Zhong Ling didn't have any cushioning, his raised body froze in mid-air, and he fell directly to the ground.

She clutched her blood-spattered thighs and screamed heartbreakingly.

Ye Youhuan's body was fully repaired at the moment, he heard Zhong Ling's scream, he didn't care about anything, and rushed directly to the official road and ran towards Zhong Ling.

Zhong Ling opened his palm, and saw that the place where the blood touched had festered into a deep pit the size of a fist, and at this moment, it did not stop, and continued to corrode downward.

Zhong Ling, who couldn't bear the pain, gradually shrunk and turned back into a daughter, curled up on the ground and couldn't stop moaning.

Ye Youhuan hurriedly took off her clothes and covered her body.

Then he stood up suddenly, pointed at the Luo Tart Tower, and scolded: "Old thing! What the fuck did you do to her?! ”

Rottarta was silent.

The middle-aged man who was watching the battle from the sidelines opened his mouth and said, "This is the bloodline of the demon slaying family, and this bloodline is specially designed to deal with demon beasts. With your friend and your current strength, it's obvious that you can't beat him. ”

As he spoke, the man stood up from the big rock again.

This time, he stretched his muscles and walked to the middle of the road.

He first turned around and said to Luo Tartta: "Demon Slayer Family, give the old man some time, and before you kill them, I will solve something else with them." ”

After that, the man walked to Ye Youhuan's side, and Shen's expression was extremely relaxed.

"Before you die, hand over Shen Jingyun."

When Ye Youhuan heard this, he understood the purpose of this middle-aged man.

"It turns out that he is not passing by, nor is he kind, he is simply waiting here to reap the benefits of the fisherman."

Ye Youhuan thought of this, and couldn't cry or laugh: "I didn't expect that I would be planted on this 'Four Great Families' before I arrived at the 'Sage Pavilion'." ”

When he was laughing at himself, Ye Youhuan suddenly thought: "Shen Jingyun? ”

"That's right! Shen Jingyun! ”

"Shen Jingyun is dead! And it fell into the abyss, and there was no corpse left! ”

"For a person who can't even find the bones and slag, does their Mi family still need to carry out another mission?"

Thinking of this, Ye Youhuan couldn't help but beat faster.

He tried his best to be steady, kept calm, and said to the middle-aged man: "The Shen Jingyun you are looking for is actually dead a long time ago.