Seeing countless souls like stars, fluttering and sucking away by the Demon Desolation, the young Lan Ting was scared to pee his pants, and his legs were weak, at this time the clouds had already spread, and Lan Ting had already seen the grimaces with blue faces and fangs hidden in the clouds. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

At this moment, a golden sword light pierced the sky, tearing out a crack in the cloudy sky*** The sunlight that came in just shone on the evil ghost who pounced on Lan Ting, the evil ghost shrank back with a scream, and then the frightened Lan Ting was suddenly picked up by a hand and thrown back.

What Lan Ting saw was a Taoist dressed in a white Taoist robe and holding a golden sword, the Taoist threw a spirit rune while swinging his sword to attack, saving many people, and those man-eating demons screamed and retreated under the golden light of the sword.

In the eyes of the young Lan Ting, Yichen was like a god descending from heaven, feeling that he was emitting golden light, watching those evil ghosts disappear under his chic and neat sword light, turning into flying smoke, that was the most handsome man Lan Ting had ever seen in his life.

It was because Yichen's image was too tall in Lan Ting's mind that he thought that all Taoist priests were like Yichen, so he fell for Xiao Zhong Kui, and almost lost both people and money.

Yichen danced in the blue city under the clouds, saved countless people, and had been hanging in the air with his eyes closed and enjoying the soul of the demon wilderness, feeling the number of souls plummeting, he opened the blood-red magic eyes, and through the black clouds saw the pure yang sword that was moving quickly with a shining golden light.

The narrow eyes of the demon wilderness instantly widened, and there was an excited look in his eyes, and he saw his figure tremble, and in the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of Yichen out of thin air.

As soon as the demon desolate raised his hand, he opened his ghost claws, and suddenly an invisible wave of qi erupted in the palm of his hand, instantly sending Yichen flying dozens of feet away, turning over countless heels, and dragging it out of the distance before stopping.

As soon as Yichen's hand moved on the ground, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he felt that all his internal organs were shattered.

This is the first meeting between Yichen and the Ghost King Demon Wilderness, although Yichen at that time has achieved a little success in cultivation, but in order to fight against the Demon Wilderness, it is undoubtedly a grasshopper shaking the tree, and the mantis arm blocking the car, the difference is very far, just this one Yichen already knows that he is not the opponent of the Demon Wilderness at all.

But the lives of the people in this city were in danger, and Yichen knew that he was not the opponent of the Demon Desolation, and there was no way to turn around and escape, which was more difficult for him than death.

Yichen's spit out of blood frightened the people in the city, they curled up not far behind Yichen, gathered together and trembled in fright, the children's cries were heartbreaking, Yichen gritted his teeth and stood up again.

"Little Taoist, that's good, you haven't died after taking my palm hard?" Demon Huang shook his hand, sneered, and looked at Yichen with his evil eyes and said.

"Don't talk nonsense, today I will do the right thing for heaven and destroy your scourge!" Although Yichen has suffered serious internal injuries, he has to stand up strong for the sake of the hundreds of surviving people behind him.

"Tut-tut, the tone is not small, just up to you? Hahahaha...... For the sake of your boldness, I will spare the people of this city, okay? Demon Wilderness's expression was gloomy, and he said with a strange smile and a playful tone.

"If you can spare the people of this city, you will die for them!" Yichen said righteously.

"Dao Chief, don't! You can't die! Hearing that Yichen was willing to exchange his life for his life, Lan Ting, who admired him incomparably, ran over, hugged Yichen and cried.

"Your life is worthless to me, I can take it if I want to, if you want to exchange the lives of people in this city, you can only use the sword in your hand!" Demon Huang raised his hand and pointed at the Pure Yang Sword with his slender fingers and said.

"This ......" Yichen didn't expect that the Demon Famine would actually target the Pure Yang Sword, but the Pure Yang Sword is not only the treasure of the Hanyang Temple, but also the ancestor has training, the person is in the sword, and it must not fall into the hands of others, in the face of the conditions of the Demon Famine, Yichen fell into a contradiction.

"Do you think I'm negotiating with you? I'm giving you a chance, I'm killing you like crushing an ant, what? Are you still hesitating? Demon Huang frowned, and there was a fierce light in his eyes.

Demon Wilderness is right, Yichen is not Demon Wilderness's opponent at all, he is not qualified to negotiate terms with Demon Wilderness, he has to agree if he agrees, and he has to agree if he doesn't agree.

It seems that the Pure Yang Sword can't be kept today, Yichen can only do his best to obey the destiny of heaven, but he won't give the Pure Yang Sword so easily, even if it is death, Yichen doesn't want to die in vain.

"I promise you, but can I say a few more words to this kid?" Yichen pleaded to the Demon Desolation.

Demon Huang frowned, and raised his head slightly impatiently, meaning that he agreed.

"Don't be afraid, child, as long as I hand over the sword, all of us can live, you will take everyone to live well in the future, maybe we can meet again in the future." Yichen squatted down, took Lan Ting in his arms and said.

The moment Yichen hugged Lan Ting, no one noticed that he ripped off the sword spike of the Pure Yang Sword and stuffed it into Lan Ting's clothes, and then took advantage of the opportunity to say goodbye and leaned down in his ear to explain the matter of the sword spike to him.

After finishing speaking, Yichen pushed Lan Ting away, pulled his body over, slapped his ass and said, "Let's go." Then he turned and walked towards the Demon Wilderness with his sword in his hand.

Demon Wilderness watched the Pure Yang Sword approach him, his eyes were full of excitement, but just five or six steps away from him, Yichen suddenly flew up with the sword, and a golden light swept Demon Wilderness's cheek and flew over, cutting Demon Wilderness's face through a long opening, and the yin qi leaked out like a thick fog.

"If you want a sword, just take it with your ability!" Yichen had already flown far away, and the voice was still echoing in the ears of the Demon Desolation.

Demon Desolation was instantly enraged, and with a group of men, a black cloud rolled and surged towards Yichen to chase after him.

After the demon wilderness left, the clouds dispersed, the sky was blue, the golden sunlight sprinkled the earth, thousands of people in the Lancheng are now only less than thirty percent, the surviving people stay in the city, looking at the empty Lancheng, the heart is like ashes, as if the next world.

Lan Ting held the sword spike in his arms, looked at the direction where Yichen disappeared, and the last words that Yichen said to him echoed in his mind.

"This sword spike is very important, more important than my life, you take good care of it for me, remember! Never let it live, unless one day I die, and if I can meet my descendants, I will give him the sword spike! ”

After this catastrophe, the city of Lan was abandoned, the city lord died, and the remaining survivors fled to the mountains, and built another Lan village in the basin surrounded by mountains, living a life without fighting with the world.

Fortunately, although the people of Lancun were frightened all day long, the Demon Wilderness did not visit here again, and this memory that made the people of Lancun unbearable to look back on was eroded and weathered by the years and became more and more blurred.