The crystal black sand paved the ground, and the suction force in the center swirled, causing it to form a black tornado.

This place is a place of perfect circulation formed by nature.

This place is also the holy place of purifying the bloodline in the mouth of the demon cultivators in the outside world - the Black Sand Realm!

The demon cultivators who entered the Ancient Demon Emperor Xuan Realm will certainly not give up this place.

At this time, there were only nine demon cultivators left in the Xuan Realm, and they were also the only remaining demon cultivators in this ancient Xuan Realm.

The other demon cultivators have long been lost in the terrain of cannibalism and gossip.

The person who led the team by the demon cultivator was still the demon beast with the true blood of the fire phoenix flowing in his body, and the eagle hook-nosed demon cultivator was fierce.

The demon clan monks have a relatively straightforward personality, and under normal circumstances, they respect their strength, but at this time, the demons looked at Feng Yulie's gaze, but they were a little unkind, and even there were several short-tempered demon cultivators among them, and there was even a faint anger on their faces.

"Feng Yulie, as the leader of the team, you should have brought us here a long time ago, not in some gossip terrain, it is the holy land of your Fire Phoenix clan, but it has little to do with us, now it is good, not only did it lose most of the Taoist friends, but it was delayed for nearly a month, hum!"

The donkey demon with the most explosive temper, when he looked at the black "tornado" swaying up in front of him, a trace of heat flashed in his eyes, and then he thought of what he had encountered in the gossip terrain, and he couldn't bear it anymore and snorted coldly.

The demon cultivator with the lion's head also nodded and said, "What Lu Daoyou said is very true, Feng Daoyou, you are indeed a little selfish. ”

There were two demon cultivators who were standing behind them, and the rest of the demon cultivators, who were originally dissatisfied, suddenly whispered, and looked at Feng Yulie's dissatisfied and angry face, and no longer concealed it.

Feng Yulie faced the questioning of his companions, his face was calm, but there were a few cold lights flashing in his narrow eyes.

When he first came here, Feng Yulie held some formations in the Bagua terrain by himself, and he was born close to fire, and he wanted to temper his body in the Bagua Divine Furnace and improve his cultivation, so he strongly suppressed all different opinions, and took the demons to the Bagua terrain at the first stop.

But he didn't expect to be intervened by the two Heavenly Gate monks, and he had no choice but to reach an agreement to entrap the human monks.

didn't want to be at the end of the conspiracy, "Mu Kaixuan" appeared, exposing the conspiracy, and in the end, He Xiaoshi disrupted all the rhythm and plans.

In addition, Feng Yulie didn't expect that the "pirated" gossip terrain was actually difficult to control, causing many of his companions to be damaged in the divine furnace, and at the same time, he wasted extremely valuable time.

Wrong, naturally wrong.

However, with Feng Yulie's character of "Lao Tzu is the best in the world", as well as his status in the demon clan, of course he would not say anything soft, and at this time, after hearing a companion protest in person, a trace of anger appeared in his heart.

"If you have an opinion, you can do it yourself, since you follow Feng, just keep your mouth shut!" Feng Yulie squinted his eyes and glanced at the donkey demon, and said lightly.

The donkey demon was furious, pointed to the pitch-black sand in front of him, and the slowly rotating black saloon rolling storm, and said sharply: "Feng Yulie, this place is the place left by our ancestors, and in this black sand territory, it can purify the bloodline of my demon clan, and there is no danger at all, we should have stayed in this black sand realm, but you are forcibly calling the shots for your own selfishness!"

The donkey demon bared his teeth and said angrily: "If I hadn't been entrusted by my elders to act together, how would I have followed your ass?!"

Feng Yulie rolled his eyes, not bothering to pay attention to the donkey demon, he took a step forward with his hands behind his back, intending to go directly into the black saloon tornado in front of him.

The donkey demon gasped, and was about to step forward to reason with Feng Yulie, but was pulled by Niu Tiezhu beside him: "Forget it, since you have arrived in this black sand realm, let's cherish this opportunity." ”

Niu Tiezhu's voice was a little hoarse, and his eyes were a little dim, as if he had not yet been completely freed from the sadness of He Xiaoshi's death.

The donkey demon glanced at Feng Yulie who was walking forward, and the donkey's lips moved quickly, obviously not saying anything good, but he had never done anything drastic.

Within a radius of miles ahead, the black sand shimmering with a faint crystal light, no matter how the pitch-black tornado in the center sucks in, how the black sand is sucked into it, the black sand on the ground still appears in a steady stream, inexhaustible, and the pitch-black counterclockwise rotating tornado, although it shakes its head and tail, swings upward, but does not become larger or smaller.

The black sand realm here seems to be controlled by an invisible hand, and everything seems to be circulating.

After Feng Yulie walked to a distance of half a zhang from the Black Sand Realm, his body twisted slightly, and then behind him, a golden-red fire phoenix phantom appeared.

The next moment, Feng Yulie disappeared directly into the black sand realm.

Seeing this, the rest of the demon cultivators did not show a look of fear or surprise on their faces, and it was obvious that they had heard about it from their elders a long time ago.

Then, the fox demon who followed Feng Yulie's side closely and used illusion to transform into a charming human form also entered the black salon tornado after conjuring a three-tailed green fox behind him.

Subsequently, all the demon cultivators entered the Black Sand Realm in groups of three or five.

Niu Tiezhu stayed at the end, he looked in the direction of the Divine Spirit Valley, touched his broken horns, and sighed a little unwillingly: "He Xiaoshi, if you are alive, my old cow will definitely take you into this black sand realm, with your bloodline and talent, your strength will definitely go to the next level, but ......"

Niu Tiezhu shook his head, and his burly body stepped forward in three or two steps, and a phantom of a green ox with a long length appeared behind him, and then directly drilled into the black sand realm.

- - - - - -

Xia Han, Zhu Qian and others, after separating from Jin Shushu, followed the map left by the sect and went towards a certain place at a high speed.

This is the journey for two days, although there are occasional chances along the way, but it is not very precious, which can be regarded as unsatisfactory.

At dusk, Xia Han, who was standing on the flying sword, and Zhu Qian, who was stepping on the gray clouds, trembled at the same time, and then listened at the same time.

"Senior Sister Xia Han, is there any danger ahead?" a disciple of the Barbarian Ghost Sect who followed behind Xia Han asked with some confusion.

Xia Handai frowned slightly, but she didn't return to this person's question, but turned to Zhu Qian and asked, "I seem to sense a familiar sense of summoning." ”

Zhu Qian's face was also full of doubts, and he nodded and said, "Indeed, I also feel this way." ”

After finishing speaking, Zhu Qian looked at the only two remaining fellow disciples of the Barbarian Ghost Sect behind him.

The two of them knew what Zhu Qian meant, and couldn't help but look at each other a little, and then shook their heads at the same time, indicating that they didn't feel this way.

Zhu Qian's eyes flashed slightly, and then he looked at Xia Han.

Xia Han was silent for a long time, and she really couldn't tell how this familiar sense of summoning came about, but she was also considered a resolute person, and after pondering for a long time, she still decided to follow this faint sense of summoning to see what the situation was.

Regarding Xia Han's decision, Zhu Qian and the other monks naturally had no opinion, and the four of them paused slightly, then turned their bodies in another direction and galloped away.

As the distance increased, the sense of summoning became more and more intense, and at the same time, a familiar and unfamiliar sword intent, as well as wisps of demonic energy and coercion, began to emerge gradually.

In this way, when the sunset was swallowed up by the last rays of sunset on the horizon, the sky turned dark, and the stars appeared, and the four of them came to a mountain cliff.

The sense of summoning that Xia Han and Zhu Qian sensed came from this erected mountain cliff.

The starlight is dim, and the light of the bright moon falls like snow, covering this cliff with a thin white veil, and the light and darkness are intertwined, making it with a little mystery and a little quiet.

Of course, in the eyes of the four foundation building monks, night was actually no different from day, and they could clearly see the situation on the cliff.

"Senior Sister Xia, Senior Brother Zhu, let's get out of here, there doesn't seem to be anything precious here," the tall Barbarian Ghost Sect monk standing behind Xia Han rolled his gaze around for a moment, and then said in a loud voice.

In front of the cliff, the familiar and unfamiliar sword intent, although not pressing, but extremely clear floating in the air, this sword intent with a dignified righteousness, as if the red sun was rising on the sea, like the emperor falling into the throne.

At the same time, the originally faint demonic aura and coercion also became a little heavy at this time.

It's no wonder that this person is reluctant.

Seeing this, Zhu Qian turned around and patted this person on the shoulder, and then said in a harmonious voice: "It's okay, after figuring out the source of this summoning sense, we will leave here, believe me, there is no danger here." ”

Then, Zhu Qian glanced at another fellow doorman.

The fellow disciple was obviously bolder, nodded and said, "What Senior Brother Zhu said is extremely true, we should indeed find out the source of the sense of summoning, otherwise we will feel uneasy." ”

Zhu Qian nodded.

Xia Han, on the other hand, continued to move forward, her delicate body was covered with a faint snow-white moonlight, her hair was white, her face was like jade, and her white gauze was gently fluttering under the agitation of sword intent and the night wind, she looked like a Guanghan fairy who was about to ride the wind.

Although it is beautiful to the extreme, it makes people not have the slightest blasphemy.

Xia Han walked forward, a trace of sword intent flashed in his beautiful eyes, and at the same time, stimulated by that majestic sword intent, the entire mountain cliff seemed to be stimulated, and moved slightly.

Suddenly, the earth and stone at the top of the cliff began to peel off, and then several silver rays of sword intent flowed in a burst.

Xia Han's delicate body took a few steps back, and then her beautiful eyes flashed to look at the silver light, and then a solemn look appeared on her beautiful face and said, "I see." ”

Zhu Qian'er Guo moved slightly, walked in front of Xia Han, followed Xia Han's gaze, and after seeing the rows of boys on the cliff, his heart suddenly became a lot clearer.

At the top of the cliff, it is impressively carved: "Li Xuanba, the prince of the Li Dynasty, killed the mountain demon with a sword, and left the word on the corpse of this demon!"

This line of silver-scorching, sword-intent small characters, the font is extremely complex and ancient, it should belong to the ancient text that has not been revised, because of the passage of time, it has long been covered by earth and stone.

If it weren't for Xia Han's approach to the mountain cliff, under that sense of summoning, the sword intent of this line of small characters was aroused, making it difficult for them to find this line of small characters if the soil and stones covering it were peeled off.

After seeing this line of small characters clearly, Xia Han and Zhu Qian's hearts moved slightly, and they had a guess close to the truth about the source of this sense of summoning and the owner who carved this word.