"You're bluffing me?!"

Leng Qiuli's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, and the two cold stars in her pupils were so cold that people didn't dare to look at them directly.

"You're really scared." Chen Lang gloated with a face of schadenfreude, "I'm afraid, so I'll stay in the nest honestly and don't come to the world to wander around." Let me think about it, where is that mysterious lair of your Demon Sect......"

"Oh, I remember." Chen Lang was shocked and said, "A long time ago, there were two holy places, one was called Three Thousand Miles Yellow Spring, and the other was called Eight Hundred Miles of Blood River. Or is it that now your Demon Sect is also engaged in a united front and has merged? ”

When the words fell, Leng Qiu suddenly lost his calmness, and his bewitching face was surprised and shocked that could not be concealed.

"You...... How to know the Yellow Spring Blood River? ”

"Oh, it looks like I'm right!" Chen Lang smiled and replied happily, "It's been too long, and many memories are not clear, so I don't dare to be sure." How do you get to your lair? Let me think about it again......"

Chen Lang's fingers tapped lightly on the door of his head, and he really thought about it seriously.

It's not a bluff, the two most famous nests of the Demon Sect have been inherited for thousands of years, hidden in the secret realm outside the territory, and have always been secretive, only the Demon Venerable Sect Master and the few noble elders under his command are qualified to enter the cultivation.

So much so that even the disciples of the Demon Sect thought that these two holy places were just a legend made up to confuse the righteous path of the Hidden Sect.

In his previous life, eight hundred years ago, Chen Lang only entered the 3,000-mile Yellow Spring once by chance, and then he turned the Yellow Spring into a veritable Yellow Spring.

Alas, if you can remember, who still puts this nonsense with Leng Qiu, and patted his ass early to inform the Sword Demon Lord to eliminate the demon and defend the way.

Leng Qiuli was frightened and angry, and the black and red demon rays on the head of the Netherworld Soul Gun became more and more prevalent, but he forcibly pressed it and did not make a move.

Time passed by second, and the air became inexplicably depressed, and even Fan Zhengdao and Chu Jianghuai had a sense of torment like a year.

These two super-rich people, who are envious and awe-inspiring in the eyes of ordinary people, suddenly feel that Chen Lang is not unreasonable to ridicule them at this moment.

They are indeed ants.

The two cultivators, who were equipped with "supernatural powers", did not make a move, but just confronted each other from afar, and the pressure of the qi that diffused was enough to make them drenched in cold sweat and breathe heavily.

Looking at the two cultivators' "chattering", it was not that they didn't want to interject, but they didn't dare to interject.

After three minutes, Leng Qiuli was the first to speak: "Who are you learning from?" Where did it come from? ”

"Guess!" Chen Lang said with a smile.

"I don't want to say it now, but in the future I will have the means to pry your mouth open. Chen Lang, if you say three thousand miles of yellow springs and eight hundred miles of blood rivers in your self-righteousness, there is still a glimmer of life, and now ...... Hmph, if you refuse to be a slave, I will kill you! ”

"Haha, can you kill it?"

Chen Lang flipped it with one hand, and an earthy yellow talisman appeared in the palm of his hand, and he whispered in his mouth: "Escape!" ”

I saw that the space around him fluctuated, and then the light and shadow distorted, and the body disappeared without a trace in an instant.

"Earth Escape! Gutsless rats! ”

Leng Qiuli cursed disdainfully, closed his eyes and locked on the qi machine that was already five hundred meters away in an instant, and his body flickered, and disappeared in place along with the two tiger puppets.

The two of them fled, and the pressure of the qi finally collapsed.

Chu Jianghuai took two deep breaths, wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, stomped his feet anxiously, and scolded: "Damn! Let this kid run away! ”

Fan Zhengdao sneered: "I can't run!" Her Royal Highness the Holy Maiden is a peerless master who is highly respected even by the Sword Saint of Liu Sheng, Chen Lang, the damned butcher, if he wants to escape the pursuit of His Royal Highness the Holy Maiden, it is absolutely impossible! ”

Hearing this, Chu Jianghuai calmed down a little, and said regretfully: "I just hate that I can't kill this beast with my own hands!" "Reading the book nest

Fan Zhengdao was silent for two seconds, then raised his hand and patted Chu Jianghuai on the shoulder.

"Brother Chu, today our two brothers have also opened their eyes and gained knowledge. This world is very different from what we imagined. Now that it has been involved, it is not easy to think about living a comfortable and prosperous life in the future. ”

"Brother Fan has something to say."

"Kill Chen Lang today, and tomorrow Zhao Lang and Li Lang will pop up again, and if I don't recruit a group of powerful cultivators who can be used by me, I'm afraid it's difficult for me to sleep peacefully. Don't forget, behind Chen Lang there is also a person behind Lu Huhou who everyone is afraid of. ”

Chu Jianghuai thought so, and hatred aside, Chen Lang's cultivation at the Sea Rhyme Bar last night had already shocked him.

Now referring to the qi oppression released by Chen Lang's confrontation with His Royal Highness the Holy Maiden, he knew that Chen Lang did not exert his full strength in the bar box at all.

How could he not be afraid of such a powerful vengeance?

Thinking of this, Chu Jianghuai smiled bitterly.

"Don't hide it from Brother Fan, my son Chu Feng was originally also a disciple of the head of the Duanmu sect of the Canghai faction, Chen Lang returned from the Canghai faction safely, and I estimate that eighty percent of the head of the Duanmu sect has been poisoned. I Chu Jianghuai has no more to rely on, if Brother Fan has a way, I hope Brother Fan will help me with a match, money is not a problem, I am willing to pay any amount. ”

"That's easy to say." Fan Zhengdao crossed his hands and thought thoughtfully, "The top priority is Lu Xiongtu's daughter Lu Yujin!" Don't let this girl leave Liuzhou alive! ”

"I understand! It's just that we don't know where this girl is hiding now. ”

"Where does the Canghai Sect reside? DID YOU KNOW? ”

Chu Jianghuai shook his head: "I don't know." Except for Chu Feng, no one in the Chu family knows. This is the door rule, and he does not dare to disobey it. ”

"Unleash all the forces you can use to block the land and sea routes from the East China Sea to the Ming Sea."

"I'm going to set it up!"

……

Chen Lang used two escape talismans in a row, but in the end, he still didn't get rid of Leng Qiuli's tracking, and the qi machine was locked by a master of Leng Qiuli's level, even if it converged again, it would be useless.

Eventually, the two met in a small fishing village.

The fishing village has been listed as a demolition area, dozens of fishermen have moved out, and now the village is empty, but it is also a good place for practitioners to fight each other.

"I said, you will either surrender or die today, if you want to escape, it is impossible."

Leng Qiuli held the Netherworld Soul Gun hostage and walked slowly through the narrow alleys, staring indifferently at Chen Lang who was standing at the corner of the street.

Chen Lang slanted the corners of his mouth, with a contemptuous expression on his face, "I also said that if I want to run, you can't keep it." However, after thinking about it left and right, it is not in my temperament to run away without a fight, so I decided to beat you up! ”

"Just by you, just a peak of the ninth rank of the ground level?" Leng Qiuli was extremely disdainful.

One ground level nine grades against three heaven levels, no matter how extraordinary you play, there is no possibility of winning.

It's a battle without suspense!

"It's up to me!" Chen Lang slammed back unceremoniously, "Could it be that Her Royal Highness the Holy Maiden has a bad memory?" Have you forgotten the first time you met, you are just a third-level eight-grade, dare to ask where you got your sense of superiority? ”

"My superiority is given to me by the strength that I can easily crush you!"

When the words fell, Leng Qiuli suddenly accelerated forward, and in the middle of running, with a flick of his arm, the Netherworld Soul Spear, which had originally fallen to the ground, drew an arc-shaped black light that broke through the air, and then flew like lightning towards Chen Lang who was ten zhang away.

At the same time, two heavenly tigers roared, one left and one right, and jumped onto the houses on both sides of the alley with only broken walls, like two running evil tigers rushing towards the street entrance......